Chapter 55: The Greatest Exemplar of Filial Piety Throughout the Ages!

"Anything else?"

He Chen smiled, gesturing that he would be leaving if there were no other matters.

"Don't you dare leave!" Seeing that He Chen was genuinely about to walk away, Fang Yifan let his anger momentarily overwhelm his reason and called out to him.

"If you've got the guts, come over here and play a round! Let's see who's really better!"

"You?" He Chen glanced at him with a look of utter disdain. "You can't even catch the most basic passes, and you want to play basketball?"

"How dare you look down on me?" Fang Yifan grew even angrier. Grabbing the basketball, he began dribbling it rapidly between his legs, shouting, "I've learned a few new crossover moves from Kyrie Irving, right between the legs. Want to bet I'll shake you right onto your backside?"

"Heh!" He Chen responded with a textbook, mocking smile.

"If you've got any spine, come over here for a one-on-one!" Seeing that He Chen still hesitated, Fang Yifan grew increasingly convinced that He Chen had no idea how to play basketball at all, and his arrogance swelled.

"If I lose, I'll call you Daddy, how about that?"

"Hahaha!" He Chen stared at Fang Yifan in absolute disbelief, then burst out laughing, genuinely amused by this supreme paragon of filial piety through the ages.

"Such a shameless idiot!" Deng Xiaoqi was quite sensitive to this particular wager and gave a light scoff of disgust.

"If you lose, you'll have to call me Daddy too!" Fang Yifan didn't see anything wrong with the wager at all; he merely added the second half.

"Well, do you dare or not?"

"You wish!" He Chen suppressed a chuckle and taunted, "As if your mother is even in the same league!"

Deng Xiaoqi nodded in profound agreement.

A handsome hunk like He Chen was someone they, youthful and gorgeous girls of the same age, could only dream of and fight over, yet Fang Yifan's aging mother actually wanted a piece of the action too.

Even though she had been passively dragged into this by her son, Deng Xiaoqi felt both disgusted and annoyed by the mere thought!

"Well, although your mother isn't worthy, considering that you only sent your own father in just a few days ago, and before he's even served a month of his sentence, you're already trying to find a new man for your mother—in honor of this astonishing, unprecedented display of filial piety, I accept this bet!" He Chen smiled and walked forward.

"You're the one displaying unprecedented filial piety!" Hearing He Chen's sarcastic remark, Fang Yifan finally realized what his casual bet implied, his face instantly turning beet red as he glared furiously at He Chen.

The surrounding crowd of onlookers had been watching the spectacle for a while now and were currently on the verge of laughing their heads off.

Normally, when hot-blooded teenagers got impulsive and made bets involving calling each other Daddy, it wasn't particularly bizarre or uncommon.

After all, youngsters had a genetic instinct to want others to call them Daddy so they could play the role of the authoritative boss.

Forget teenagers; even when people grew older and their ages advanced, they still harbored a strange, passionate desire for people to call them Daddy.

In every sense of the phrase.

This consistent habit was just like men having single-minded preferences, only ever liking eighteen-year-old beauties.

No wonder people said men remain boys until the day they die!

Yet Fang Yifan was entirely different.

He was so used to making bets with people and using the "call me Daddy" wager that now, with He Chen brutally exposing the core implication of it, his words instantly transformed into an uproarious joke of epic filial comedy.

Whether considering the father Fang Yifan had just sent away to be locked up, or the mother left alone guarding an empty room, this was simply too filial!

Calling him the absolute paragon of filial piety through the ages was genuinely hilarious!

"Are you chickening out?" Once on the court, seeing that Fang Yifan was merely glaring at him angrily without making any further moves, He Chen knew the fellow was losing his nerve inside. However, he had no intention of letting the provocative Fang Yifan off the hook. While egging him on, He Chen motioned for Fang Yifan's previous basketball buddy to toss the ball over so he could get a feel for it.

The buddy had long since settled into the role of a happy spectator and was more than willing to cooperate, picking up the basketball and tossing it right over.

Even if he hadn't cooperated, the ever-growing crowd of onlookers wouldn't have allowed it; plenty of people were eager to assist He Chen.

He Chen took off his backpack, which was caught by Deng Xiaoqi, then simply stripped off his outer jacket and tossed it casually to her as well. He gestured to Fang Yifan with a "come and get it" motion and began dribbling the ball.

As he dribbled, he even tossed the ball up into the air, caught it with his arm, bounced it off his shoulder, and pulled off a spin move. When he completed the spin, he even balanced the basketball on the tip of his finger, making it spin continuously.

It looked intensely flashy!

Yet when Fang Yifan saw this, a sudden look of joy swept across his face, and his hesitation vanished instantly. "Chickening out? I was the one who initiated this bet, okay? Just you wait, I'm going to utterly crush you!"

Quite a few people understood why he suddenly felt so pumped.

Because the way He Chen was playing around with the basketball looked extremely flashy, but anyone who actually knew how to basketball could tell at a glance that this wasn't the work of an expert.

His center of gravity was unstable, his strength was insufficient, and he relied entirely on his hands to guide the ball along—at best, it was the skill level of a junior high schooler who had just started playing basketball not long ago.

Thinking he could use this kind of basketball skill to take on Fang Yifan, the little prince of basketball? He simply didn't have the chops for it!

Deng Xiaoqi and the other girls didn't see it that way at all. Instead, they thought He Chen's dribbling display just now was utterly drop-dead gorgeous and cool beyond words.

Oh my god!

They had never known that playing basketball could look so cool!

A few girls had already let out squeals of excitement!

The commotion here quickly stirred up the entire campus.

In the senior year intensive sprint class.

Qiao Yingzi and her friends caught wind of it and immediately hurried toward the sports ground. Upon reaching the doorway, they noticed Lin Leier still studying away, completely oblivious to the outside world. Yingzi immediately called out to remind him, "Lin Leier, come with us! Your cousin Fang Yifan is provoking He Chen again!"

"Huh?" Lin Leier was stunned for a moment, then realized this must be the fallout from the noon incident. He quickly stood up and hurried along with them.

When they arrived, the basketball court was already surrounded three layers deep by students who had rushed over upon hearing the news.

Qiao Yingzi and Huang Zhitao finally managed to squeeze their way through. Catching sight of Fang Yifan confronting He Chen, she couldn't help shouting, "Fang Yifan, what kind of fit are you throwing now?"

She had pretty much figured out that it was usually other people who provoked He Chen first, prompting his powerful counterattacks.

Now that things had escalated to Fang Yifan's favorite basketball court, it was a sure bet that Fang Yifan was once again initiating trouble and stirring up drama.

Huang Zhitao glanced at her best friend and vaguely guessed why Fang Yifan was pulling this stunt. Secretly, she felt a wave of relief: thank goodness Fang Yifan had no idea about Yingzi taking the initiative to hug and kiss He Chen at the planetarium earlier; otherwise, an even bigger conflict would have been unavoidable.

If Fang Yifan could start a fight with Ji Yangyang over her, wouldn't he do the exact same thing over Yingzi and He Chen?

You must be joking!

Judging by this posture, he would only be more impulsive and fight even more viciously!

He was simply so annoying!

"This is a battle between him and me, a battle between men! Stay out of it, Yingzi! Just watch how I thrash him!" Fang Yifan said full of confidence.

Unlike his shy cousin Lin Leier, he was an attention seeker who thrived on crowds; the more people there were watching, the more energized he became. Now, with so many spectators gathered, and with both his goddess and his childhood friend present, his fighting spirit was soaring to the skies.

"First to 7 points wins!" He Chen smiled. "Whoever scores 7 points first wins! You go first!"

"7 points?" Fang Yifan sneered. "You actually want to shut me out 7-0? Do you think I'm that loser Ji Yangyang? You serve first! Just so you don't have any excuses when you lose!"

"..." Keeping up his aloof persona and walking over at a leisurely pace, Ji Yangyang hadn't heard this exchange, but he found himself feeling rather awkward under the strange, uniform stares of the people blocked on the outer perimeter.

What on earth was going on here?