Transmigrated as the fake young master, I'll beat up the scumbags and b*tches

HuMing wasn't exactly lying; while he understood the basic rules of basketball, that didn't mean he could actually play.

He had only learned these things in the past because of mission requirements, and that woman, HuMin, didn't force him to study everything. So, whenever he had the chance to slack off, he usually took it.

For him, some things can be done easily after a bit of learning.

After all, talent is something that people could only envy.

The sun shone brightly overhead, and in the backyard of the Han family villa, two basketball hoops stood in a large, open space. Han LiTian had built these after the original made a fool of himself during a class competition.

However, that original was also quite lazy and gave up after just a few days of use. Talk about having a fleeting enthusiasm.

HuMing sat on a nearby bench, yawning, as a sunshade blocked the sunlight.

Kang Xin stood beside him, her hands resting in front of her. Meanwhile, Han ShuYi and Han YunXi were warming up on the court.

Han LiTian had just returned home with Zhou WenLi and overheard the servant mention that the young masters and young lady were exercising in the backyard, so he decided to go check on them.

"It would be nice if those kids could get along peacefully. I hope there aren't any barriers between them," Han LiTian hoped for harmony in the family. Zhou WenLi, standing beside him, said nothing.

Since her husband felt that way, she had no objections. However, she truly disliked HuMing's biological parents; those two were like leeches. If they tried to get HuMing to send them money, she would find it very hard to accept.

But Han LiTian had also said that those behaviors could simply be ignored as long as they didn't go too far. After all, ShuYi was raised by them, and there are some things that have to be looked at from a different perspective.

Meanwhile, HuMing picked up his phone to watch various highlight reels. He hadn't had much exposure to the sport, but he had good physical coordination, so learning it came more easily to him.

At that moment, Han ShuYi had the ball and made a graceful layup that looked effortless. Han YunXi, having witnessed that class competition before, wasn't surprised that Han ShuYi could play basketball.

Or rather, she felt Han ShuYi was probably the kind of person who excelled in all sports.

Looking at HuMing, who was sitting on the side, scrolling through his phone, she said.

"Hey, HuMing, hurry up! Why are you just sitting there under the sun, dawdling?"

"Coming, coming! An expert like me needs to take his time before entering the scene."

"Ugh, you're all talk!"

The three of them began dribbling their basketballs under the sun. Standing next to HuMing, Han YunXi observed his dribbling, concluding that he was really an amateur!

Han ShuYi, catching a glimpse of HuMing, couldn't help but smirk slightly. From HuMing's movements, he could tell that he was inexperienced. He held his ball and executed a perfect jump shot from the free-throw line.

HuMing raised his head just in time to see this scene.

Narrowing his eyes, he closely observed Han ShuYi's form. He stopped his own movements to watch Han ShuYi sink several shots before finally lifting his head to try a jump shot of his own.

At that moment, Han LiTian and Zhou WenLi had just arrived and saw the kids playing basketball. The servants bowed to them as Han YunXi set her ball down and ran over to her parents.

"Mom, Dad, you're back! Look at them; it's rare to see them play together, and it's all thanks to me!"

Han LiTian knew that his daughter had put in much effort to improve the relationship between the kids, while Zhou WenLi took out a tissue to wipe the sweat off Han YunXi's forehead.

"It's a very hot day; remember to stay hydrated."

"Got it!"

Han YunXi turned her gaze back to the court, noticing that HuMing and Han ShuYi seemed to be discussing something.

"Hey, HuMing, let's have a little competition. If you can't play, I can just use one hand," Han ShuYi said, taking on a condescending air as if mocking HuMing's incompetence.

HuMing merely smiled in response, shrugging his shoulders before replying.

"Last time, you lost all your face in front of our classmates. And you're still brave enough to come again, Han ShuYi? Do you really not know what the word 'death' means, Idiot."

Han ShuYi's smile froze. How could he forget the last time he was humiliated by HuMing's comeback? That was precisely why he wanted to regain his dignity before his parents.

But HuMing ignored his expression and continued, "Weren't you just calling them 'father' and 'mother'? Why the sudden switch to 'Mom' and 'Dad'? Have your relationships improved?"

"That has nothing to do with you! You're just an outsider!"

"That's just what you say. Has Han LiTian ever said anything about it?"

This was, in fact, implying that Han ShuYi's words held no weight.

Han ShuYi took a deep breath, trying to calm the anger rising inside him. He couldn't let HuMing provoke him here.

"So, Is that a yes or no?"

"Of course, I will! You're just using one hand; if I refuse, wouldn't that ruin your fun?"

Han ShuYi tossed the ball to HuMing while the people on the side watched curiously.

Zhou WenLi frowned, asking in confusion.

"What are they doing?"

"Looks like they're going to have a one-on-one." Han LiTian speculated.

Meanwhile, Han YunXi's eyes widened in surprise, wondering why HuMing would agree.

But as soon as HuMing picked up the ball, Han YunXi's astonishment deepened.

HuMing stood outside the three-point line, raising his hand before leaping into the air.

Han ShuYi didn't have time to react, watching as HuMing jumped. His movements made Han ShuYi's mouth drop open, and his pupils even trembled!

It was the exact same shooting form he used!

Just moments ago, HuMing was a complete novice who couldn't even dribble. Yet now, he was executing the same shot as he did!

It was too late for Han ShuYi to block the shot. HuMing pushed past him and effortlessly scored the ball into the basket.

Even HuMing was a bit surprised by the successful shot. After all, he had only been practicing Han ShuYi's shooting form for a little over ten minutes; making the first shot was truly a stroke of luck.

However, seeing the astonished look on Han ShuYi's face made a smile creep onto HuMing's lips.

"Your shooting form is really comfortable; I like it a lot."

"No, how did you do that?" Han ShuYi didn't rush to retrieve the ball; instead, he questioned HuMing.

HuMing shrugged his shoulders, appearing quite innocent.

"Isn't that what you taught me? You shot so many times right here. I just watched and learned."

"That's impossible!"

Han ShuYi couldn't believe HuMing's nonsense. He refused to accept the fact that HuMing might be more talented than he was!

On the sidelines, Han LiTian clapped, clearly pleased with the shot.

But Han YunXi muttered to herself in disbelief.

"How is that even possible? Isn't that ShuYi's shooting form?"

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