Rebirth Of Chen An

Chapter 181: A Smashed Basket

Chen An didn’t expect Chen Yang and Lu Feng to let go of their rivalry all of a sudden. He did, however, hope they could get some of it off their chest with a match. At least it would be better than holding onto their anger and grudge while pretending to get along with each other.

“Stop staring and take down their data.”

Chen An had got up from the chair, and called out to those staring with dazed expressions.

“Oh my god! Are they really human? Look at the force, the speed, and the accuracy of their shots!” As a basketball fan, the tall boy was mesmerized. His eyes were glued to the two figures playing in the court, following them wherever they went.

The two were not professional basketball players; yet the skills, strength and the momentum with which they played still had a huge impact on the observers.

There were other students in the hall, who had noticed Lu Feng and Chen Yang since they began to play. Now these students crowded around, and some of them took pictures of this magnificent showdown.

After some time, Chen An frowned; was that still not enough for the two?

The battle went on between the young men, like that between two archenemies. Now the ball bounced under Chen Yang’s hands; his eyes were fixed on Lu Feng, who stood right in front of him.

Their eyes met in the air, and in an instant, both read the unsaid emotions in the other’s eyes.

Neither was going to let go of Chen An; nor did they want the other to get close to him.

Chen Yang had not lost the battle, and he had not won, either. The basketball jersey, which belonged to Chen An and was now on Lu Feng, worked like a thorn to his eyes.

This cold man stood in his way to the hoop, like a towering mountain, between him and Chen An.

And it was no longer just a ball that he was holding in his hand. It was the key to his future with Chen An, a symbol of whether he could make it. It weighed like a boulder on Chen Yang’s chest.

The match had stopped being a game about basketball; it was a challenge to Lu Feng, from Chen Yang.

For a split second, everything seemed to have stopped. Chen Yang could hear those people around him breathe. He sprang forward, to Lu Feng’s right.

At the same time, Lu Feng jumped, and lifting his hand, tried to intercept the ball.

Yet it was a fake move. With the time he earned, Chen Yang made it across Lu Feng and under the basket. He jumped, and before he could make the dunk, Lu Feng again made his counter move in an astonishing speed. But this time, he failed to stop Chen Yang.

As if with all his force, Chen Yang growled and dunked the ball into the basket with all his determination to overcome every obstacle. No one could stop him from being with his love, no one!

“Oh my god——”Wang Li gaped, totally forgotten to record the stats.

A loud crash rang out in the now silent hall---not cheers, not applause: it was the sound of the backboard smashed to pieces.

Pieces of glass rained onto the floor. The basket was clenched in the hand of the perpetrator. As for the ball, it rolled towards a man standing on the edge.

Chen An bent down, picked up the ball, and walked towards the two young men who now stood glaring at each other in the wreck.

“Now you’ll have to pay a fine for damaging public property.” Bouncing the ball in his hand, Chen An stepped between Chen Yang and Lu Feng, blocking their view of each other.

In an instant, the evil stare that carried both challenge and hostility softened as it fell on Chen An. Both Lu Feng and Chen Yang quickly were jolted out of their previous confrontational state. If they kept at it, the question would not be who would get hurt. It would be who would be locked outside the door and sleep on the stairs tonight.

Chen An’s eyes swept across the faces of the two, and then he asked: “have you had enough?”

Neither replied, but they’d lost their former puffed-up state, with their heads down in ostensible remorse.

A face-to-face confrontation could give them the chance to let off some steam, but worse would follow if this was allowed to go on any longer. Chen An knew it was time for him to intervene.

“How old are you two? Are you grumpy kids? Anyone got hurt? Let me see.” Chen An tossed the ball away, pulled the basket out of Chen Yang’s hand, and stretched out his palm for examination.

It was a bit raw, but there were no visible cuts by glass pieces.

Lu Feng watched green-eyed as Chen An took care of Chen Yang, and turned back into Mr. Iceberg, from the south pole.

“I’m Okay, An.” Chen Yang beamed brightly under Chen An’s gaze; the sharp edges on him a minute ago were nowhere to be seen.

“Lu Feng?” Chen An then flicked to the young man standing by with a long face. The little bastard. He had taken him a moment ago, and was giving him the cold shoulder now?

“An, let’s go home.” Lu Feng also softened down. It didn’t feel good to be jealous, and yet it felt worse to see Chen An unhappy.

Chen An smiled. Leading Chen Yang with his left hand and Lu Feng with his right, he said in a good mood: “off we go. Shower first, and then we’ll go home for dinner.”

With that, Chen An led the two young men out of the hall, while the stunned crowd stared after them.

As for the clean-up, well, it was not his job, Chen An thought.