[The Final Night of One Thousand and One Nights, 2012. Shura City. Campus Arc. Part 2] 13

It was already dark when practice ended. The Red Wolf Club members left the basketball court chatting and laughing with the girls who had come to watch the game 　.

Ba Shan took two players to a bar to fool around, leaving only Qu Ming, Jing Li, and the bald,

fat guy .

These past few days, Qu Ming had found a new game: after everyone left, Jing Li would turn on all the lights, then

strip naked and lie face down in the center of the court, letting Qu Ming have sex with her from behind as a reward for his practice.

In the empty basketball court, the lights illuminated the female teacher's beautiful body, making it appear snow-white, her full buttocks revealing her alluring genitals.

He indulged in having sex with the teacher's beautiful body, filling the court with lewd sounds, releasing

the excitement , which made Qu Ming feel incredibly good.

But the bald, fat man showed no sign of leaving, and Qu Ming grew impatient. "Hey, old man, aren't

you leaving?"

The bald, fat man scratched his head. "Nineteen and a half minutes of play, twenty-three shot attempts

, three out of five three-pointers (60% shooting percentage), eleven out of eighteen two-pointers (64% shooting percentage),

two , three defensive rebounds, one block, three steals, and one assist." He spoke slowly, then raised

his eyes. "Very good stats, aren't they?"

Qu Ming crossed his arms, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Stats can explain a lot, but not everything." The bald, fat man narrowed his eyes.

"For example, monopolizing over 90% of the team's shot attempts, flashy but impractical moves, pointless running,

too many fouls, an offense without any strategy, unorthodox technique..." The bald, fat man

shrugged.

Before Qu Ming could speak, the fat man pulled out another piece of paper. "You're 1.95 meters tall and weigh 87 kilograms,

which is a bit more than your initial measurements, indicating you have great potential. Based on my estimation, your vertical jump is

about 80 centimeters, and your maximum running reach is around 3.5 meters. Among amateur players, these are excellent

numbers."

Qu Ming glanced at the fat man, then suddenly jumped up, slammed the ball into the basket with a reverse dunk.

"Hmm, very good explosiveness." The bald fat man scribbled a number on the paper. "Vertical jump of

85 centimeters. If your movements are more precise, you can reach 90 centimeters. This level puts you

among the best players in the inter-school cup. Your rebounding technique has significant flaws, making you unsuitable for a forward position, but at the shooting

guard position, there are no more than two players better than you."

Qu Ming curled his lips in disdain.

"What I don't understand now is," the bald, fat man put down the paper and looked intently at Qu Ming, "why were you able to

beat Zhou Donghua?"

Qu Ming lowered his head, looked into the fat man's eyes, and then said, "A scout from the Major Leagues?"

The fat man didn't deny it; he said directly, "Whether it's technique or physical attributes, Zhou Donghua is

far superior to you. In a one-on-one situation, your chances of winning are less than ten percent."

"He lost," Qu Ming said briefly.

The fat man shrugged.

Qu Ming said sarcastically, "Since when did the Major Leagues start showing interest in freshmen?"

The fat man scratched his head. "I recommended Zhou Donghua. When I heard that a student from Binzhou University beat him,

I became quite interested in the name Qu Ming. Your technique still has a lot of room for improvement, and

you also have physical qualities and potential."

Qu Ming crossed his arms. "Want to recruit me to the Major Leagues?"

"Major Leagues? You've got it wrong." The fat man shook his head. "While your qualifications are passable, they

're far from the standards of the Major Leagues. The Major Leagues require excellence, and you're only passable. More importantly—"

The bald fat man looked into his eyes, "The Major Leagues won't accept a player who has been using performance-enhancing drugs for a long time. And

I've noticed that you also have a smoking habit. The Major Leagues aren't an intercollegiate cup. On a Major Leagues court, you

won't even last three minutes before someone kicks you off the field."

Qu Ming's face immediately turned pale, and the anger of being humiliated surged up.

The fat man ignored his expression and casually tossed aside the paper recording the data. "It's a misunderstanding.

I'm just wasting my time. You're worthless. Unless you quit smoking and stop taking medication, and can maintain

your current level, maybe you'll have a chance to play as a substitute in the Major Leagues."

Watching the fat man's retreating figure, Qu Ming suddenly felt the basketball court had become utterly meaningless. All his efforts

and achievements were like that piece of paper, discarded like trash, utterly worthless. Qu Ming clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking

.

Jing Li looked at him and involuntarily shuddered.

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For two days in a row, Qu Ming didn't appear at the basketball court, which puzzled his teammates. For the first time in his life, Qu Ming

felt frustrated. Although he had known for a long time that he could never make it to the Major Leagues, the Major Leagues were every player

's dream, and Qu Ming was no exception. The problem is that he's become accustomed to the boundless energy brought on by performance-enhancing drugs. He can develop strong muscles without

strenuous training , his limbs are full of power, he never tires, and he can defeat any

opponent on the court.

If he were to stop using performance-enhancing drugs and maintain his current condition, he would have to endure

a rapid while living a life of asceticism—no smoking, no drinking, strict dietary control,

and extremely monotonous strength training every day, countless push-and-pull movements of heavy barbells, and limiting his sex life to no

more than three times a week. All of this could be achieved with just a small pill, allowing him to indulge in sensory stimulation

while achieving the results of hard work.

Qu Ming isn't a diligent person; his love for basketball stems largely from

the thrill . His pure interest in the sport itself is even less than Ba Shan's. Ba Shan truly loves training;

he can lift a barbell a thousand times and still enjoy it, which Qu Ming finds abnormal.

"Boss, don't overthink it. That fatso is talking nonsense. I don't believe MLB players don't use performance-enhancing drugs.

Those professional players all grew up on performance-enhancing drugs, and they only stop when their muscles are fully developed and they're playing on the court.

They all act like big shots."

Qu Ming stood by the window, looking at the sleeping campus. Cai Ji was pretty much telling the truth. Steroid

abuse was an open secret in the professional player circle. Many people started using banned substances in high school and

only stopped when they became professional players. Relatively speaking, the MLB in Shura City was still clean, unlike the ice hockey league in the north.

It was practically an open use of performance-enhancing drugs, because only intense competition could attract audiences.

Qu Ming raised his hand and threw the white pill bottle into the night sky.

Cai Ji looked at him with some sympathy, then said, "Boss, are you really going to do this? You're not planning to enter the major

leagues, you don't need to work so hard."

Qu Ming sighed and slowly said, "I can't let that bald fat guy look down on me. In the inter-school

cup two months later, I'll make that fat bastard pay!"

Su Yulin came out of the bathroom. She had just taken a shower, her hair was wet, and she looked extremely alluring. She

walked towards Qu Ming's bedside with a smile.

Cai Ji grabbed her, "Boss is abstinent. Go next door and keep the big dick company."

Abstinent? What a joke. Everyone knew that Qu Ming's sex drive was abnormally strong; having sex three times a day was the least.

If he could abstain, Su Yulin would just say she was a virgin. But seeing Qu Ming's expression, Su Yulin couldn't help but be

surprised , "Really?"

"Get lost," Qu Ming said irritably.

Su Yulin stuck out her tongue and slipped outside.

Qu Ming sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the dumbbells Ba Shan usually used, and focused his extra energy on stretching his arm muscles

.

Cai Ji scratched his head, and loyally stayed behind to abstain from sex with his boss, letting Ba Shan deal with the

three women alone.

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Every minute on the basketball court is a high-intensity competition, demanding extremely high physical fitness. Qu Ming had no interest in simple strength training, feeling that investing even a minute in it was a waste, but now he had devised a training plan

that could only be described as terrifying . Every morning at nine o'clock, after a short warm-up, the first thing to do was jumping training. A series of boxes , ranging in height from thirty centimeters to ninety centimeters. Each set of exercises lasted five minutes, for six sets, involving random jumping. Next was running, a 30-meter sprint and shuttle run, first a full-speed sprint, then a quick return. Next came arm strength training, including resistance band exercises and bench presses. A set consisted of 50 consecutive bench presses with a 100kg barbell , six sets in total. For core muscle training, a pull-up bar was used. The body was vertical, then the legs were together, raised to a horizontal position, held for ten seconds, repeated 20 times for one set. Finally, squats and weighted back extensions were done to strengthen leg muscles. The entire training session took three hours, twice a day, morning and afternoon. This meant Qu Ming spent a quarter of his day on the training equipment. Seeing their leader so dedicated, the Red Wolf Society members also started training, but they couldn't even manage an . Ba Shan's strength lay in his power; the initial jumps and shuttle runs were almost unbearable for him. Qu Ming was drenched in sweat, his body at its limit, but he gritted his teeth and persevered. Even more impressive was that he continued , only allowing himself one day of rest per week – a truly insane approach. Besides training, Qu Ming left everything else to Cai Ji and Su Yulin. After the bar reopened, Yang Yun was sent to work part-time. Nan Yue's descent into depravity was faster than anyone imagined. To obtain Angel's , she learned to flaunt her charms like a prostitute. Now, even if she were to return to Binzhou University, she could never escape the shadow of drugs. After completing six sets of training in the afternoon, Qu Ming sat in a chair, covering his face with a towel, arms outstretched, his lungs expanding violently. The last set of weighted push-ups had exhausted all his strength; the muscles in his thighs and back were as taut as steel plates, and his body was covered in sweat. He desperately wanted a cigarette to relieve his fatigue, but he resisted . "Fat bastard!" Qu Ming cursed inwardly. The disdainful expression of the major league scout had deeply wounded Qu Ming's pride. He didn't care about getting seventeen points in his studies, nor did he care if he couldn't understand the balance sheet his father gave him, but his basketball ability was beyond question! A pair of hands massaged his calves. Qu Ming had chased away all the girls, but Jing Li remained loyal , coming to train with him every day after class. During the three-hour physical training sessions, Qu Ming remained silent , while Jing Li sat beside him, quietly watching, handing him water and wiping his sweat. "Tomorrow is your birthday," Jing Li said. "What's so special about a birthday?" Qu Ming was annoyed. "The players in the club want to treat you to dinner." "No interest. Tell them not to bother." Qu Ming had given up smoking and drinking; a group of people eating without drinking was worse sleeping. "Ah Huang and the others have gotten your driver's license sorted out." Qu Ming had been driving without a license, which meant he could only drive his SUV around the city. With a license, he could freely leave the city. Ah Huang, that fool, when did he become so considerate? It was probably Su Yulin who put in the effort. "Cai Jiyong and Bashan gave you sportswear and sneakers," Qu Ming laughed. "You don't know, when I turned nine, they gave me chocolates , but Da Diao stole half of them, and Cai Ji was so angry he didn't even eat the cake. After that, they only gave me things that weren't edible." Qu Ming became interested. "What about you? What gift are you giving me?" Jing Li was silent for a moment, then whispered, "I, I want to have a child with you..." Qu Ming ripped the towel off his face. Jing Li blushed, her face full of shyness, but her eyes were full of expectation. "What a joke," Qu Ming said, displeased. I'm only eighteen, what do I want a child for? Is this woman out of her mind to come up with such an idea? Jing Li lowered her eyes and silently massaged his calves. "Teacher can't get married anyway. I just want to have one child. You don't need to marry me, and you don't need to worry about the child . Teacher won't bother you because of this child," Jing Li said softly. "Teacher hasn't been with them for several days. I went to the hospital for a checkup and had an ovulation-inducing injection. Tomorrow is my ovulation period. Teacher will give birth to the child alone and then love him well." Seeing Qu Ming's unhappy expression, Jing Li said anxiously, "I swear, no one knows . Teacher just wants a child as tall and beautiful as you." "Fuck." Qu Ming rolled his eyes. Women can be incomprehensible when they go crazy. An unmarried female teacher wants to raise an illegitimate child for her student. I really don't know what thinking. Have a child? Fuck. Dad was almost fifty when he was born, and she's already giving him a grandson when she's only a freshman in college? If Mom knew, she'd probably be overjoyed, but she'd definitely take the child home to raise and would never let this shameless woman...

The person entered. The problem was that Qu Ming didn't want children at all, and I was still a child myself!

Jing Li really wanted to have a child for Qu Ming. She was already twenty-eight years old; Qu Ming wouldn't marry her, nor would he let

her marry someone else. As his teacher, she had slept with not only Qu Ming but also his friends and teammates,

because only in this way could she stay by his side.

"After I have the child, I'll come here every day to play ball with you. I'll raise him properly myself. Just

pretend that child doesn't exist, okay..." Jing Li's eyes suddenly reddened. She was willing to give up everything for Qu Ming,

with only this one request.

"Stop crying," Qu Ming said impatiently.

He threw down the towel, leaned back in his chair, and finally said, "Wait for me at your place tomorrow at noon."

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Qu Ming's birthday was on a Thursday. This birthday was very important; from this day forward, he officially became an adult, possessing

the same rights as adults, while also bearing the same obligations and legal responsibilities.

Fang Qingya took her son's birthday very seriously and ordered him to come home early to celebrate.

Qu Ming said on the phone, "It's been the same old routine since I was five. First, light the candles, then cut the cake, then

eat, and finally unwrap the presents. Anything new?"

Fang Qingya replied cheerfully, "You're tired of the same old routine? Today is the 18th anniversary of your mother giving birth to you,

hurry back!"

Qu Ming had no choice but to go home. As soon as he entered, he unwrapped his presents.

"My God, there's even a set of stationery?" Qu Ming exclaimed. "Mom, do you think today is

my first day of school?"

"This is... candy?" Qu Ming yelped. "Mom, where's my doll? Why didn't you buy me a

doll? I want a singing doll!"

Fang Qingya tapped her son on the head. "What are you yelling about! That pen is more expensive than your dad's. And

these , there are eighteen items in total." She took out a box. "This one is for when you grow up."

"Condoms?" Qu Ming said, eating candy. "I want six fruit flavors."

Fang Qingya spat. Qu Ming snatched the box, opened it, and said disappointedly, "I thought it was

something . It's just a membership card. Is there any pornography involved?"

"You're so frivolous. Your dad got this for you. You'll need to meet people at the club often,

so it'll be easier to manage when you take over his school."

Qu Ming curled his lip. "Dad's handing over power? He's got so much energy, he could easily work for another twenty years

."

"Your dad's almost seventy. I talked to him several times before he finally agreed to let you gradually take over his school."

"Tch." Qu Ming said dismissively, "Dad only has one son, I don't believe he can take Binzhou University to

his grave !"

"What nonsense. This is the most important gift. Your friends only give you sportswear

and sneakers , nothing as valuable as this."

Qu Ming looked at his mother, thinking, "You'd never dream of the birthday present I'm giving you this time. Just

before , your precious son slept with that beautiful and obedient female teacher at Binzhou University, and she wants to raise a child for me as a birthday

present. Pretty impressive, right?"

Seeing his son come of age, Qu Lingduo was also very gratified. After all, his son was his own, and since the whole family rarely gathered

together , Qu Lingduo didn't have his usual stern face towards his son.

Fang Qingya was beaming with joy, feeling more and more that her son was better than anyone else's. How could such an outstanding

son have been born?

After dinner, Qu Ming picked up his keys and left. Fang Qingya said reproachfully, "This child is getting wilder and wilder!

He only comes home once a week and doesn't even talk to his mother." She put on a stern face, "Tell me, did you go to see that

vixen ?"

"You chased her away a long time ago, who else would I go to see?" Qu Ming kissed his mother on the cheek, "I'm going to

training to prepare for a competition. Dad got me a membership card, and this time I'm bringing back a trophy for him so he

won't always look down on me."

"You know how to flatter your dad now, it's not for nothing that he loves you so much." Fang Qingya straightened her son's clothes, "Be careful

, don't tire yourself out."

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