Basketball trainer Hu Yitu traveled to a parallel world in 2001.
This is the best of times.
The ultimate personal heroism, one man, one city, no one obeys anyone, the four major points, the four forwards, the four centers, none of them believe in the process, they only want the result.
There are no referees blowing body hair whistles with microscopes, no scientific research masters tinkering with the so-called 012 floating balls all day long, no data first, and no historical first place obtained by cutting off the flesh of teammates.
This is also the worst of times.
Only defense can win the championship. Players have become consumables. If you can't practice to death, practice to death. If you can't die, then you have to go on the field to fight against explosives!
Six people crowded in the penalty area? That means there are 3 people who are not there except you. There is a big space, so rush in!
Hu Tu didn't want to be a consumable, so he trained himself to be a shooter.
Since then, a generation of Enemies of the Alliance has been born.
