American TV series: Start with the little Sheldon's wool

Chapter 420 The Existence of God (Continued)
In Columbia University's indoor basketball arena, as the semi-finals of the college basketball league began, the audience's enthusiasm was completely ignited, and waves of shouts and cheers gathered into sound waves, echoing in the stadium.

At this point, some girls who had been secretly watching Mike also turned their attention to the basketball game. After all, this crucial game was related to the honor of two top universities.

On the basketball court, Mark, who was in excellent condition, lived up to the students' expectations. At the beginning of the game, he performed a series of wonderful performances, including steals, passing, layups, and scoring...

This display of powerful personal ability also made scouts in the corners of the sidelines nod their heads frequently.

Mark, who was celebrating his first goal, noticed the scouts' reactions out of the corner of his eye, so he waved his arms vigorously again with an excited look on his face.

It seems that his dream of playing professional basketball is within reach.

Next, the energetic Mark cooperated with his teammates to score points many times, and at one point the cheers of Columbia students in the gymnasium overwhelmed Harvard.

The scouts in the corners of the court never stopped recording with their pens, and it was obvious that they were optimistic about Mark's comprehensive skills.

And Mark's importance to the team once again overshadows that of "Werewolf" Scott.

The exciting game continued, and Mark continued to play with great enthusiasm on the court.

However, he didn't notice that the expression of a lady on the sidelines was becoming increasingly strange.

Mark, with his 18-year-old face on the court, was exactly the same as someone in Scarlett's memory, whether it was his celebration after scoring a goal, the way he wiped his sweat, or even the small movements of holding his jersey.

Gradually, in the woman's eyes, the eighteen-year-old Mark overlapped with the man in her memory.

"Although I can't believe it, he must be O'Donnell~"

Scarlett, who found the truth, screamed in her heart.

But what can be done about it? After the initial inexplicable excitement, the woman fell into a long period of contemplation.

'Maybe this will be a good thing for both of us...'

Scarlett had also thought about whether it was because of her "willfulness" that O'Donnell lost his wonderful basketball career.

This makes the other party behave like a broken jar in the subsequent marriage.

Scarlett, who had figured out a lot of things in an instant, seemed to be relieved. She watched Mark, who was in high spirits on the court, with a smile, scored another goal, and then silently retreated to the door.

On the other side, Mark, who had completed a wonderful alley-oop goal on the court, was about to celebrate when he looked towards the entrance of the gymnasium as if he had telepathy.

There, a lonely figure was walking away, just like it was more than ten years ago.

That time, O'Donnell didn't want his girlfriend to bear the burden of being pregnant out of marriage alone, so he resolutely gave up the crucial game he was playing and finally chose to marry his girlfriend.

"Mark...Mark! What's wrong with you?"

The teammates who were about to come over to celebrate the goal with Mark saw him staring at the empty stadium door in a daze, so they called out to wake him up.

"No, it's okay..." Mark was in a daze for a moment, then as if he had made up his mind, he threw the basketball in his hand to his teammates and said, "I'm sorry, everyone. I have to leave for something urgent. The next game is up to you."

After saying that, Mark seemed to have put down a heavy burden, and ran towards the door with brisk steps.

"Wait, Mark~" The slightly plump Columbia University basketball coach quickly stepped forward and grabbed Mark, saying seriously: "Do you know what this means? If you leave now, it means giving up your basketball dream..."

A basketball player who "runs away" halfway through a game and has no professional ethics will not be accepted by a professional basketball team.

The reactions of the scouts in the corner showed this. At this moment, they all looked at Mark in surprise, not understanding the boy's behavior.

"I'm sorry, coach. And thank you for taking care of me during this period, but I have to leave this time~" After expressing his apology, Mark continued at a very fast speed: "If you want to find someone to replace me, I recommend Alex. The kid has a good foundation and loves basketball..."

After he finished speaking, Mark, who no longer cared about anything else, walked around the coach and ran out of the gymnasium gate.

In the back, the Columbia University basketball team and the audience outside the stadium, who understood what had happened, were in an uproar.

One of their trump cards seemed to have deserted the battlefield.

Some of the scouts in the corner even tore up all the previous data records on Mark.

Obviously, Mark, who was deemed to have no basketball professional ethics, has basically ended his career.

"O'Donnell, it looks like you've made your choice..." Similarly, Ned, a rich second-generation who had been keeping an eye on his friends, had also seen Scarlett's leaving figure.

So he was one of the few people who understood the situation at the scene.

"Although the result may not be very good, so what!" Then the rich second generation shrugged comfortably with a smile on his face, as if he was happy for his friend to make such a choice.

Not long after, he seemed to remember something and shouted: "Alex! Alex!! Let Alex play~"

The father is gone, but he still has his son.

Ned had never felt so witty.

At the end of the Columbia University basketball team's bench, Alex also heard what Mark said to the coach before he left.

His current mood can be described as surprised and happy.

I was happy that "Big Brother" finally recognized me, but I was scared that I would not perform well on the stage.

The game was going to continue, and the middle-aged coach was observing the Columbia University bench, hearing sporadic shouts of "Alex"'s name.

"Alex, I'm letting you play now, can you promise to perform well?" the middle-aged coach asked the boy with a nervous expression.

"Yes, I can do it~" Alex's expression gradually became firm.

"Very good. After you come on the court, I need you to do your best to assist Scott and help him create space..." The middle-aged coach assigned Alex a simple task.

Although Alex inherited his father's love for basketball, he actually does not have the basketball talent that young Mark has.

Even if he plays, he can't be a main player.

Fortunately, the "Werewolf" star Scott is still on the field, so Columbia University still has great hope of winning this semi-final.

Alex obviously understood his situation and was not opposed to the coach's arrangement. He walked into the court after a simple warm-up.

Facts have proved that as long as you love basketball enough, even if you are a substitute or a marginal player, as long as you have the opportunity to step into the court, you will be the "protagonist" in your own mind.

On the other side, when Mike saw Mark leaving the gym, he comforted the girls around him and then found an excuse to leave the gym. In the corridor, Scarlett, who came out first, did not go far, but leaned against the wall and cried silently.

Mark, who chased after her, saw the haggard look of the woman. He breathed a sigh of relief and was glad for his choice.

"Scarlett~"

After calling his wife's name, Mark walked towards her with firm steps, just like he did more than a decade ago.

Scarlett, with tears in her eyes, turned around and saw the eighteen-year-old Mark walking towards her, his appearance gradually changing in the process.

Finally, when Mark stood face to face with the woman, his appearance returned to that of the woman's husband.

"I'm sorry for making you wait so long..."

Mr. O'Donnell apologized in person and hugged his wife tightly as she burst into tears again.

……

“Very good ability~”

At a corner in the aisle, Mike used his powerful perception to find "God".

At this time, "God" is an elderly cleaner with gray hair holding a mop.

Mike had seen the school cleaner before, there was such an old man, but the one in front of him was definitely a fake.

[Power of Faith]*1000... [Power of Blessing]... [Power of Protection]... [Power of Punishment]...

A series of golden light balls almost dazzled Mike's eyes.

"I can sense that you really want to see me..." The old man was not panicked at all when his identity was exposed. He said slowly, "May I ask what you want from me, young man?"

"It used to be there, but it's gone now." Mike smiled brightly. He didn't mind being a riddler even though the other party was being mysterious.

Anyway, I have already got what I wanted.

This silenced the old man. He stared at the young man in front of him, as if trying to read his mind, but unexpectedly found that he failed.

But there is nothing to be surprised about. There are so many people in the world, and it is not surprising that some of them are unique.

For example, people who are strong and resolute inside, or who have a pure heart and do not seek outside, it is very difficult for others to read their inner thoughts.

As for Mike, the situation is different. He already has the system as the first mental barrier, and now he has the [Power of Protection] to protect his mind. Even "God" can't read his mind.

"You are very special~" The old man opposite seemed to have given up the idea of ​​reading my mind and said calmly: "If everything is fine, I will leave. I still have to clean the basketball court later."

Judging from his appearance and expression, if you didn’t know him, you would really mistake this old man for an ordinary cleaner.

"There's something I want to know, are you the legendary God?" This was a rare opportunity, so Mike asked the doubts in his heart.

Because based on his feeling, Mike felt that the "old man" in front of him, although he had many tricks, his strength seemed to be limited, and there was still a big gap between him and the omnipotent God in the legend.

"Am I God?" The old man smiled and said, "God is omnipotent and omnipresent. You can be God, I can be God, and anyone can be God...as long as God wants."

What kind of charlatan temperament is this? It’s the same whether I said it or not.

Mike complained in his heart and asked again: "So, are you God?"

The old man's expression froze, as if he realized that the young man opposite him was a serious person.

"In your opinion, I am not God." Having just completed a "redemption" mission, the old man should be in a good mood, and added a few more words: "God has gone to travel to other places. We are just his messengers left behind. People usually call us angels."

We? Mike caught the point.

"Are there many angels in the world? How many are there exactly?" Mike continued to ask.

The special light ball on an angel made Mike feel twice as powerful in all aspects. If he found more angels, he might become the legendary "God".

That scene is simply unimaginable.

"You have a lot of questions, little guy~" The old man smiled and did not answer. Then, as if he had thought of something, he continued, "You can call me Angel No. 1. Young man, do you want to feel what it feels like to be an angel? I can give you power, and you only need to use this power to help me protect the peace around Apple City for a while."

Just like the God who went out to play, the angels also want to go out and travel to relax after working for a period of time.

During this period, the angel will choose a qualified human agent to complete the necessary work on his behalf.

In the eyes of Angel No. 1, Mike, a man with a deep mind and stable emotions, is very suitable to work for him.

But in Mike's eyes, the mysterious Angel No. 1 opposite him was becoming more and more like a charlatan.

The other party seems to be tempting me...

Just from the words uttered by the other party, Mike had guessed that there should be a lot of angels in the world but not too many, and their abilities were not extremely strong.

Even these angels probably don't communicate very often.

Otherwise, Angel No. 1 can ask a familiar colleague to help him/her punch in.

To sum up, Mike, who already has the strength to back him up, doesn't want to be an angel agent and work for nothing.

If you have that much time, why not think about how to find other angel groups?

"Not interested. I have my own things to do." Mike shook his head and refused Angel No. 1's offer.

"Well, then, we'll meet again if there's a chance~" As an angel in the good and lawful camp, Angel No. 1 did not continue to pester after being rejected.

Besides, his previous proposal was just a spontaneous one and he didn't force it.

As I said, there are so many people in the world, and there are many who are willing to work for angels for free.

After the chat, Angel No. 1 left towards the gymnasium with a mop in one hand and a bucket in the other, like a real cleaner.

(End of this chapter)