Betrayed by Four: Reborn, Their Rival Mafia Lord Became My Husband - Chapter 583: Chapter 583
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Soon it was time for the game to start, and Hurley was about to pass.
"I should get going." Hurley pointed towards his team.
"Hurley!" Sophie called him, and Hurley stopped in his tracks.
Then Sophie held his chin, stood up on tiptoes, and left a quick kiss on Hurley's lips.
"No matter how you play, you are the best here. Although you are very powerful, you don't have to be the first in every aspect. There are no perfect people in this world, and you should create a way for others to survive. Well, if you feel uncomfortable, stop immediately. If you get hurt, I won't attend to you and will ignore you!"
Sophie ordered, but her words were filled with concern.
Hurley's heart seemed to be filled with a warm current. He looked into Sophie's eyes and those eyes that were as bright as stars were filled with him.
His big palm rubbed Sophie's hair: "It's all up to you."
"Well! Come on, Mr. Walton!" Sophie cheered Hurley up.
She naturally believed in Hurley's strength. She just asked Hurley to play basketball because she saw the light that flashed in Hurley's eyes when he saw the basketball.
Hurley's childhood was filled with study and no entertainment. He took over the company at such a young age and had no chance to play.
A serious look is the norm for Hurley, but Sophie hopes that Hurley can experience more playtime.
Basketball is actually a very good sport. If Hurley didn't want to play, he would have just thrown the basketball to them, and he was so accurate.
Hurley had been very tired and stressed recently. Sophie also hopes that through this sport, Hurley can relax and unwind.
Hurley strode to the court quickly. He was not even thirty years old, but he had a very mature feeling about him, but he was not out of character at all when he was with the high school students.
The opponent's basketball team was indeed playing very well, mainly because they trained regularly, cooperated well, and had a tacit understanding.
In comparison, the Class 1 students were not that familiar with the playing style and techniques of basketball, and the ball was easily stolen by the opponent, and some could not even touch the ball.
The difference was obvious at the beginning of the game. The coordination and skills of the class 1 students were indeed not as good as those of the other class, and the gap was indeed huge.
Suddenly, the countenance of the team became depressing.
The team finally got the ball, but when they shot it, they missed the basket. The opponent made two more shots in succession, and the score gap widened.
The first half ended quickly, and everyone in class 1 looked sad: "I'm sorry, it was my fault just now. I didn't pass the ball well."
"How can I blame you? It was because I didn't stop the other party just now that I gave them the chance."
"Don't argue. We all have our shortcomings. I actually just..."
Before they finished speaking, they were interrupted by Hurley: "So now, you have all realized where your shortcomings are, right?"
Everyone else looked at Hurley, who said, "It's good that you realized it. Then in the second half, just pay attention to yourself and avoid it."
"What do you mean? Could it be..."
They were all in disbelief. In the first half, they could see that Hurley didn't play much. They thought that he was not very good at playing. Now thinking about it, could it be that he deliberately let them expose their shortcomings and realize their own shortcomings, and then…
"Well, your shortcoming is that you are too anxious. You want to play well but fail to play well. And you are too slow and fail to keep up. Now that you have realized it, it is a good thing. There is still a chance in the second half. If you correct your mistakes, your skills will complement each other."
After Hurley analyzed it, he told them what each of them should do to give full play to their own advantages.
Hurley has always been very accurate in reading people. It's not that some people didn't do well, but they just haven't found their position correctly, or are in the wrong position.
Only in the place that suits them can they play to their full advantage. But in the wrong place, they will definitely not be able to do it and will be held back.
Hurley was not familiar with these people and didn't know their playing styles and advantages, so he spent half the game observing and getting to know everyone.
"Okay! Okay!" The students were very excited, and after Hurley's surprising analysis, they suddenly became enlightened.
The man was so amazing. He was able to notice their mistakes so quickly. He changed their position and tactics in the second half, and it turned out to be much more comfortable.
It was also in the second half that Hurley showed his true skills.
The ball was in Hurley's hands most of the time, as if it was his exclusive possession, and his every shot was accurate.
Even when he raises his hand and shoots casually, the ball enters the basket. It can be said that he always hits the target.
He was already handsome and played basketball so well. The girls watching there were all cheering hard.
Mr handsome! Mr handsome!
No one expected Hurley to play so well, especially the opponents. Seeing how the game was different from the first half, they began to panic.
Once they began to panic, they would begin to collapse and make mistakes. Hurley exchanged glances with the students in class 1, and they all understood.
They began to cooperate. Hurley did not show off to the whole audience by himself but gave the students opportunities to perform as well.
Soon, they caught up one point at a time, and their scores surpassed their opponent's.
The other party didn't expect them to hit so hard. In the end, they panicked more and made more mistakes. There was no chance to fight back.
At the end of the game, under the leadership of Hurley, Class 1 won the game.
They were all very, very happy. Those people who used to laugh at them had now been slapped in the face.
"You had a helper, it doesn't count!"
"Don't you even say that you are unwilling to accept defeat? Is that what the city team taught you?" The students in class 1 were not to be outdone.
The other group of players left in despair, and the students in Class 1 were very happy: "Thank you, Sir, you are so awesome."
"You're welcome, I should thank you." The basketball game made Hurley feel very happy and relaxed.
Hurley has really changed a lot. Before, he would not participate in a basketball game or even say thank you.
"Sir, we are going to have dinner together. Come with your lady. Let's have a meal together to thank you." They wanted to invite Hurley to have dinner with them.
Hurley refused: "No, we have to continue our walk, just the two of us."
The students in class 1 sent Hurley off with blessings. Hurley also walked to Sophie and sat down. Sophie handed over mineral water. Hurley raised his head, his Adam's apple rolled, and he drank heavily.
Sophie looked at the sweat on his forehead and wiped it with a tissue: "Mr. Walton was really handsome when he was playing basketball."
"I should get going." Hurley pointed towards his team.
"Hurley!" Sophie called him, and Hurley stopped in his tracks.
Then Sophie held his chin, stood up on tiptoes, and left a quick kiss on Hurley's lips.
"No matter how you play, you are the best here. Although you are very powerful, you don't have to be the first in every aspect. There are no perfect people in this world, and you should create a way for others to survive. Well, if you feel uncomfortable, stop immediately. If you get hurt, I won't attend to you and will ignore you!"
Sophie ordered, but her words were filled with concern.
Hurley's heart seemed to be filled with a warm current. He looked into Sophie's eyes and those eyes that were as bright as stars were filled with him.
His big palm rubbed Sophie's hair: "It's all up to you."
"Well! Come on, Mr. Walton!" Sophie cheered Hurley up.
She naturally believed in Hurley's strength. She just asked Hurley to play basketball because she saw the light that flashed in Hurley's eyes when he saw the basketball.
Hurley's childhood was filled with study and no entertainment. He took over the company at such a young age and had no chance to play.
A serious look is the norm for Hurley, but Sophie hopes that Hurley can experience more playtime.
Basketball is actually a very good sport. If Hurley didn't want to play, he would have just thrown the basketball to them, and he was so accurate.
Hurley had been very tired and stressed recently. Sophie also hopes that through this sport, Hurley can relax and unwind.
Hurley strode to the court quickly. He was not even thirty years old, but he had a very mature feeling about him, but he was not out of character at all when he was with the high school students.
The opponent's basketball team was indeed playing very well, mainly because they trained regularly, cooperated well, and had a tacit understanding.
In comparison, the Class 1 students were not that familiar with the playing style and techniques of basketball, and the ball was easily stolen by the opponent, and some could not even touch the ball.
The difference was obvious at the beginning of the game. The coordination and skills of the class 1 students were indeed not as good as those of the other class, and the gap was indeed huge.
Suddenly, the countenance of the team became depressing.
The team finally got the ball, but when they shot it, they missed the basket. The opponent made two more shots in succession, and the score gap widened.
The first half ended quickly, and everyone in class 1 looked sad: "I'm sorry, it was my fault just now. I didn't pass the ball well."
"How can I blame you? It was because I didn't stop the other party just now that I gave them the chance."
"Don't argue. We all have our shortcomings. I actually just..."
Before they finished speaking, they were interrupted by Hurley: "So now, you have all realized where your shortcomings are, right?"
Everyone else looked at Hurley, who said, "It's good that you realized it. Then in the second half, just pay attention to yourself and avoid it."
"What do you mean? Could it be..."
They were all in disbelief. In the first half, they could see that Hurley didn't play much. They thought that he was not very good at playing. Now thinking about it, could it be that he deliberately let them expose their shortcomings and realize their own shortcomings, and then…
"Well, your shortcoming is that you are too anxious. You want to play well but fail to play well. And you are too slow and fail to keep up. Now that you have realized it, it is a good thing. There is still a chance in the second half. If you correct your mistakes, your skills will complement each other."
After Hurley analyzed it, he told them what each of them should do to give full play to their own advantages.
Hurley has always been very accurate in reading people. It's not that some people didn't do well, but they just haven't found their position correctly, or are in the wrong position.
Only in the place that suits them can they play to their full advantage. But in the wrong place, they will definitely not be able to do it and will be held back.
Hurley was not familiar with these people and didn't know their playing styles and advantages, so he spent half the game observing and getting to know everyone.
"Okay! Okay!" The students were very excited, and after Hurley's surprising analysis, they suddenly became enlightened.
The man was so amazing. He was able to notice their mistakes so quickly. He changed their position and tactics in the second half, and it turned out to be much more comfortable.
It was also in the second half that Hurley showed his true skills.
The ball was in Hurley's hands most of the time, as if it was his exclusive possession, and his every shot was accurate.
Even when he raises his hand and shoots casually, the ball enters the basket. It can be said that he always hits the target.
He was already handsome and played basketball so well. The girls watching there were all cheering hard.
Mr handsome! Mr handsome!
No one expected Hurley to play so well, especially the opponents. Seeing how the game was different from the first half, they began to panic.
Once they began to panic, they would begin to collapse and make mistakes. Hurley exchanged glances with the students in class 1, and they all understood.
They began to cooperate. Hurley did not show off to the whole audience by himself but gave the students opportunities to perform as well.
Soon, they caught up one point at a time, and their scores surpassed their opponent's.
The other party didn't expect them to hit so hard. In the end, they panicked more and made more mistakes. There was no chance to fight back.
At the end of the game, under the leadership of Hurley, Class 1 won the game.
They were all very, very happy. Those people who used to laugh at them had now been slapped in the face.
"You had a helper, it doesn't count!"
"Don't you even say that you are unwilling to accept defeat? Is that what the city team taught you?" The students in class 1 were not to be outdone.
The other group of players left in despair, and the students in Class 1 were very happy: "Thank you, Sir, you are so awesome."
"You're welcome, I should thank you." The basketball game made Hurley feel very happy and relaxed.
Hurley has really changed a lot. Before, he would not participate in a basketball game or even say thank you.
"Sir, we are going to have dinner together. Come with your lady. Let's have a meal together to thank you." They wanted to invite Hurley to have dinner with them.
Hurley refused: "No, we have to continue our walk, just the two of us."
The students in class 1 sent Hurley off with blessings. Hurley also walked to Sophie and sat down. Sophie handed over mineral water. Hurley raised his head, his Adam's apple rolled, and he drank heavily.
Sophie looked at the sweat on his forehead and wiped it with a tissue: "Mr. Walton was really handsome when he was playing basketball."
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