Wang Tian fixed his gaze on Lin Chen and suddenly burst into laughter, "To open a new world, to start a new school, I like it."
Lin Chen, with his popularity system, knew that while the four major sects were impressive, given time, what he said was not difficult to realize.
After chatting for a while longer, Wang Tian eventually saw Lin Chen out.
Anna was somewhat surprised to see Wang Tian escorting Lin Chen all the way to the door.
Old Wang, who even showed deference to Elder Long, was being so courteous to Lin Chen.
Lin Chen bid farewell to Anna and drove straight to the school. He had arranged a basketball game for the girls at four o'clock that afternoon.
Upon arriving at the school gymnasium, Lin Chen was taken aback; the entire stadium was already filled with people.
The atmosphere was so electric, it felt less like an internal practice game and more like the treatment of a high-stakes final.
Naturally, the excitement was due to the eight stunning beauties on Lin Chen's team.
This time, the Zhonghai women's basketball team's opponents were the men's team. Eight beautiful women playing against boys was enough to catch everyone's attention.
So, despite it being an internal scrimmage, news of the game had spread across Zhonghai University well in advance, and an hour before the game was due to start, the basketball court was already packed.
Lin Chen arrived at the coach's bench and cheerfully watched the eight girls.
After teaching those big guys a lesson yesterday, each of these girls was brimming with confidence, their eyes sparkling with a strong fighting spirit.
At that moment, the male team's coach walked over and smiled at Lin Chen, "Coach Lin, the difference in strength between our two teams is too great, and your team is all girls. How about we mix the teams for the game?"
"Mixed teams game?" Lin Chen was taken aback before shaking his head.
"No need, a normal match is fine," Lin Chen said with a smile.
"A normal match? Coach Lin, these girls are so delicate, if they get hurt by our players, we can't take that responsibility," the male team coach said with a sneer.
"Heh, don't worry, I'm more concerned about our players injuring yours," Lin Chen retorted.
"What did you say?" The male team members looked at Lin Chen as if he were a monster, thinking he's gone crazy.
After all, the male team's players were each tall and sturdy, while the female team members looked like delicate princesses. How could they possibly injure the male players? It was laughable.
Seeing Lin Chen's insistence, the male team coach shook his head in resignation, "Just don't have the girls crying when the score gap gets too big."
Lin Chen nodded, "That's my line to you. If your male players lose too badly later, I hope their pride isn't hurt too much."
The male team coach had now concluded that Lin Chen was definitely a master of tall tales, but he huffed coldly, planning to use the score to brutally slap Lin Chen's face in the game.
There was laughter in the stands as well; for the audience, this match was not really about basketball, but rather an opportunity for a feast for the eyes.
"Look at that number 5, isn't she pretty? And number 6 isn't bad either."
"It's a pity Wang Zixuan was snatched up by the women's head coach, Lin Chen. Such a waste," someone said.
"Haha, the men's basketball team is lucky, they'll get to have close contact with these girls later," another chimed in.
"Yeah, if I'd known, I would have joined the basketball team too. I bet it'll be a massacre," someone else added.
"Don't worry, the guys on the men's team will be sure to let the girls make a few baskets out of pity for them," commented another.
In the spectator stands, the watching boys chatted and laughed, considering this to be an utterly mismatched game where the women's team had no chance of winning.
When the game officially started, the men's team coach clearly didn't take the women's team seriously, sending in freshmen.
Lin Chen gathered the girls together: "Ladies, let's show these guys what you're made of."
"Yeah! Let them know that we girls are not to be messed with," Wang Zixuan said with a smile.
The game officially began, with Jiang Qian and a male player standing at the service line.
The male player contesting the ball stood one meter ninety tall, with a burly figure, whereas Jiang Qian was only one meter sixty-eight, which wasn't short among women, but she seemed like a middle schooler beside the imposing male player.
Accompanied by the whistle, the referee tossed the ball high into the air.
The one-meter-ninety male player wore a look of disdain, and he didn't even jump, reaching out his long arms towards the basketball as if he were an orangutan.
However, just as he was about to grab the basketball, suddenly, a figure leaped high into the air and snatched the ball before him.
"How is this possible!" The male player was dumbfounded.
Jiang Qian immediately passed the ball to Wang Zixuan, and the girls quickly advanced toward the basket.
The male players couldn't react in time, and the girls executed a fast break, culminating in Wang Zixuan's graceful three-step layup.
Swish! The basketball easily went through the hoop.
At this moment, the male players were still in a daze; the girls' moves were too quick.
The stands were silent; no one had expected the girls' team to score first.
"Come on, are these guys trying to throw the game or what, letting the girls score without even playing defense," a spectator muttered in frustration.
In fact, it was not that the male players didn't want to defend; they simply hadn't reacted in time.
The male team fell behind by one point and, hearing the boos from the crowd, they felt humiliated.
One of the male players huffed, "Beauties, we're not taking it easy on you now. Hope we don't make you cry later."
Jiang Qian smiled faintly, "Alright, let's see who ends up crying in a bit."
The game continued, with the male team serving, and the male players quickly moved to attack the perimeter.
The male player who had just taunted Jiang Qian held the ball with a sneer of contempt on his lips.
He might have been a freshman, but he was the captain of his high school team and had excellent skills.
Defending against him was Jiang Qian, who had a mischievously wicked smile. The male player suddenly accelerated, intending to break past Jiang Qian.
Yet at the very moment he crossed paths with Jiang Qian, his basketball was swiftly hooked away by her.
"How is this possible!"
His move had seemed seamless, nearly flawless, yet Jiang Qian easily stole the ball from him.
As he stood there stunned, Jiang Qian had already launched a fast break.
Her movements were like a shadow, effortlessly weaving past two intercepting male players with the basketball and going straight for a layup—the ball was in again, 2:0.
Now, the court was filled with enthusiastic applause; Jiang Qian's play was too smooth, even causing one of the male players to stumble and fall.
If the first basket could be attributed to the male team being unprepared, this score was purely down to Jiang Qian's individual ability.
"Damn it, what the hell are these guys doing?" the male team's coach said with an expression of dissatisfaction.
"Stop messing around, attack with all your might!" the male team's coach bellowed, his face turning red.
However, no matter what, he couldn't have imagined that the nightmare was only just beginning.