"Do you feel your hand, man?" Roy gasped and asked Wang Dachun again.


    "No, certainly not. I won''t come any time soon. Don''t ask any more questions


    Wang Dachun was as tired as a dead dog. He rolled his eyes and replied positively.


    That''s what Roy asked about the street shot.


    Special skills: none.


    ……


    The game is about to start, Wang Dachun is preparing to jump in the middle circle.


    Roy suddenly stopped him and inquired.


    "Wang, do you have your hand?"


    Wang Dachun doesn''t want to pay attention to him. He thinks he can''t hear him. He hopes that he can always do it in this way, so that Roy won''t ask him such questions in the future.


    But he didn''t know that before every game in the future, Roy would ask him once, like a habit.