Basketball: Starting from Defeating LeBron James

　　Taylor's foot suddenly slipped, and she lost her balance in an instant! Like a startled deer, she lunged toward the floor in an extremely unladylike posture!

　　In the blink of an eye!

　　Lin Feng, standing not far away, with his absolute 198cm height advantage (and a bit of instinctive reaction), had an exceptionally wide field of vision!

　　Thus...

　　In those thrilling split seconds, some scenes that shouldn't have been seen—yet perfectly presented by angle and gravity—such as a fleeting glimpse of a... a strip printed with an ultra-cute cartoon strawberry pattern... be caught off guard,unreservedly, and clearly entered Lin Feng's wide-eyed gaze!

　　Buzz——!!!

　　Lin Feng felt his brain instantly format!

　　A heat wave more intense than a steam locomotive roared from the soles of his feet all the way to the top of his head!

　　He subconsciously covered his nose (afraid of nosebleeds), his eyes wide as bells, his body stiff as a stone sculpture!

　　"Um...!"

　　Taylor, who fell to the ground, let out a painful muffled groan, her little face instantly turning bright red! Even her fair neck was dyed with an alluring pink! 　　(This time, it wasn't from the heat of exercise!)

　　The great embarrassment made her wish she could dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it on the spot!

　　She scrambled to her feet in a fluster, not even bothering to rub her sore knees and elbows. She grabbed the basketball beside her like it was a hot potato, looking down,not daring to look at Lin Feng's "soul-out-of-body" daze at all.

　　She mustered all her strength to "hurl" the ball in Lin Feng's direction (though it was more like a gentle push), her voice trembling with tears and intense embarrassment:

　　"Ugh——! L... Lin Feng! H... here! Take it!!! " (Inner thoughts screaming wildly: Ahhh! This is so humiliating!)

　　The basketball rolled weakly to Lin Feng's feet.

　　Lin Feng bent down stiffly, picked it up with awkward, uncoordinated movements, and hugged it to his chest, his gaze darting around, too flustered to focus.

　　Taylor kept her head bowed, her fingers twisting the hem of her uniform unconsciously.

　　Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, laced with overwhelming frustration and resignation:

　　"A... actually..."

　　She sniffled, her voice tinged with a barely noticeable grievance:

　　"I don't have much athletic talent... that's why I didn't plan to play basketball anymore after starting college..."

　　She paused, as if trying to salvage a shred of her shattered dignity (though it was already in tatters).

　　Summoning her courage, she glanced up at Lin Feng for a split second before quickly looking down again, her cheeks as red as a ripe apple:

　　"...B... but! I really love watching others play! Su... per... much! Because... ever since I was little, I grew up watching my brother play basketball..."

　　Taylor Swift hid her hands behind her back, stood on tiptoe like a curious little deer, and leaned closer to Lin Feng. Her sapphire-like eyes sparkled with excitement:

　　"Hey, Lin Feng! Do you know what the coolest, most explosive move in basketball is?"

　　She answered her own question, raising her voice a notch, "It's the dunk!"

　　As she spoke, Taylor Swift exaggeratedly mimed a powerful slam dunk, her little face flushing with excitement:

　　"Whoosh—flying up! Then crash!!! A huge bang!"

　　(Complete with sound effects)

　　"The basketball gets smashed into the hoop! That sheer power is so awesome, so cool! Every time I watch, I worry if the hoop will get shattered! It's so thrilling it makes my heart skip a beat!" (She pressed her small hand to her chest, as if reliving the moment)

　　Lin Feng held the ball, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly, and nodded in agreement: "Yeah, the dunk."

　　Getting a response, Taylor's desire to share grew even stronger!

　　She cupped her cheeks in her hands, lost in a sweet memory (mostly filtered through her admiration for her brother), her eyes taking on a dreamy, bubbly look:

　　"I'll tell you! Back in high school, when I watched my brother's games, whenever he pulled off a dunk—whoosh! The second the ball went through the hoop! Wow!"

　　She waved her little fists excitedly, mimicking the audience at the scene:

　　"That scene!It was like a nuclear explosion! Not just our cheerleaders—even the opposing team's supporters couldn't help screaming 'Ahhh' along! The entire gym roof felt like it was going to be blown off by that enthusiastic!"

　　Seemingly feeling a little bashful about only praising her brother, she lowered her head slightly, her cheeks flushing a deeper red. Her voice softened, tinged with a schoolgirl's shyness:

　　"A... and also... Rudy Gay's dunks... a-are super amazing too..."

　　"Rudy Gay?" Lin Feng scratched his red hair, blinking in confusion. He'd never heard that name. Who was that?

　　"Yaaaah——!!!"

　　Taylor Swift let out a dolphin-like shriek of surprise, bouncing excitedly on the spot, her golden hair rising:

　　"Lin Feng! You! You can hold the ball with one hand?! Oh my god! So cool! So awesome! That posture! It's so professional!"

　　(The adoring little stars in her eyes "whisk" doubled in brightness!)

　　Blown away by this wave of praise from his goddess, Lin Feng instantly switched from "alert" mode to "glory" mode!

　　That little bit of displeasure just now? It didn't exist anymore!

　　He straightened his back, lifted his chin slightly, grabbed the orange ball with one hand, and even started spinning it extremely showily, at a leisurely pace!

　　The basketball, in his large palm, was like an obedient fidget spinner!

　　"Heh, it's nothing!"

　　Lin Feng tried to make his voice sound nonchalant, with a hint of a master's loneliness,

　　"I told you, I'm a professional athlete! This is no problem for me, just a drizzle!"

　　(Inner thoughts roaring wildly: Praise me! Keep praising me! See that! I'm way better than that Rudy Gay!)

　　Taylor was indeed completely conquered by this "showy move"!

　　She held her hands to her chest, her eyes wide, her little mouth forming an "O":

　　"Wow~~~~! Even holding the ball with one hand is so cool! That's amazing. Could it be that you can dunk too, Lin Feng?!"

　　At this moment, Lin Feng was completely enveloped by the goddess's adoring aura, his IQ temporarily zero, and his adrenaline soaring!

　　Faced with Taylor's adoring gaze, his mind heated up, and he slapped his chest loudly with overwhelming boldness:

　　"Dunk? Do you even need to ask!"

　　Lin Feng's voice was loud, firm, and brimming with inexplicable confidence:

　　"Of course I can! And I guarantee it'll be cooler, more explosive, and more thrilling than any dunk you've ever seen! Because—I'm a star athlete!" (His tail was practically sticking up to the sky!)

　　Upon hearing this, Taylor instantly transformed into the most enthusiastic fan and cheerleader!

　　She hopped excitedly on the spot, clapping her little hands rapidly. Her cheeks were flushed, and her voice, sweet as can be, carried an undeniable coquettish plea:

　　"Really?! That's amazing! Do it now! Give it a try~~~"

　　Taylor, like an agile little deer, "clattered" a few steps and darted under the basketball hoop.

　　She turned around, cupped her hands around her mouth like a small megaphone, her cheeks flushed with excitement and anticipation, her voice sweet and crisp:

　　"Lin Feng, look here! Grab the ball! Sprint! Go all out—jump! Smash the ball hard into the net! Go for it!!!"

　　(She even pointed vigorously at the hoop above her head with her little hand)

　　Lin Feng held the orange ball steadily in one hand (still in that showy pose), and with his free hand, he even had the leisure to make a huge, lopsided heart gesture at Taylor! His smile was bright (and blindly confident):

　　"Don't worry, don't worry! It's a piece of cake! Watch my performance!" 　　(Inner monologue: Goddess, wait for me to blow everyone away with my awesomeness!)

　　Watching Lin Feng's confident (but actually about to fail) handsome (silly) look, Taylor felt her little heart was like a small motor, "thumping thumping" and beating rapidly.

　　She subconsciously covered her chest, her voice tinged with soft shyness:

　　"Wow... my heart... why is it beating faster and faster..." (Oh no, oh no, I'm going to be dazzled by his handsomeness!)

　　Seeing this, Lin Feng was ecstatic inside:

　　"Sure enough! Taylor really, really loves basketball! She's so excited just watching me prepare to dunk! Tsk, this shy little look... is too cute!!!"

　　He took a deep breath and weigh the ball in his hand:

　　"Dunk? Never tried it in this life... or the last one... But! This body should handle it, right?"

　　"Here—I—COME!!!" Lin Feng roared, his momentum cranked up to the max!

　　Taylor clenched her little fists in excitement, her cheeks flushed, transforming into the most dedicated sideline cheerleader:

　　"OK! Lin Feng! Go for it!!!" (Her eyes were as bright as searchlights!)

　　"Watch—ME—!!!"

　　Lin Feng roared again, slamming his foot down hard!

　　"BOOM—!"

　　Dust flew! (An exaggeration.)

　　He charged toward the hoop with the ball like a fired cannon—no, a heroic charge!

　　He was so fast that Taylor's mouth dropped into an "O" shape, and she let out a dolphin-like shriek:

　　"Ah—! He he he... he's dribbling and running?!! Oh my god! That speed...! So fast!!!"

　　 (Her little heart felt like it was about to jump out of her throat!)