The best ambiguous master

"Uncle Zhou, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Zhou Changyi slapping his palm on the table, George and Jiaojiao were startled instantly. Looking at George's bewildered face, Zhou Changyi's face was uncertain, Finally, he sighed, shook his head and sat down: "George, this time, you have ruined your beautiful stardom."

"What do you mean?" Hearing Zhou Changyi's words, George didn't understand what was going on all of a sudden. Looking at George's still blank face, Zhou Changyi couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "This time, whether she No matter how good her performance is, she will miss the top three spots."

"Why?" Hearing Zhou Chang's words, George immediately became impatient: "Uncle Zhou, is it because of that poor man who sold watermelons just now? What kind of thing is he? Isn't he just a country bumpkin riding a bicycle? How dare you do that?" Give him face?"

"You still don't understand." Zhou Changyi glanced at George disappointedly and said, "You are about the same age as him, why is there such a big gap between you and him?"

"Am I not as good as him?" George snorted coldly, apparently disagreeing with Zhou Changyi's words. Seeing George's proud appearance, Zhou Changyi took a sip of coffee and said softly: "You are not as good as him in any way. At this age, he is already the chairman of the Sun Group, the designated successor of Sun Ruoxi, Sun Ruoxi's fiancé, the spokesperson of Yanjing's underground forces, dared to challenge Murong Yunqing, and single-handedly founded a creation studio with a market value of more than 30 billion , This time the talent show was created by him, and even Ye Qingcheng was invited from Hangzhou by him, if not for him, how could Ye Qingcheng make an exception to participate in the talent show for the first time?"

Listening to Zhou Changyi's narration, George froze there for a while, finally opened his mouth, and said in a trembling voice: "Uncle Zhou, that, the country bumpkin who sells watermelons, is, that is, the legendary Zhao Xiaohan ?”

"Aside from Zhao Xiaohan, who else has the qualifications to make me call him Mr. Zhao?" While speaking, Zhou Changyi sighed again, and looked at George with a hint of pity in his eyes, and then he stood up Come on, slowly walked out of the Starbucks. After Zhou Changyi's figure gradually disappeared, George gradually became a little lost. He stretched out his hands, grabbed his hair, and slammed into the corner of the table. In the past, a heart-piercing roar rang out immediately.

Three days later, Yenching University's annual basketball game was about to start. For a while, the entire campus was covered with banners, including the BBS. All major forums were discussing who the final champion of this basketball game was, and some even secretly The bet was started, and the odds of ten to one made people couldn't help but feel a thump in their hearts.

"Everyone, are you ready?" In the classroom, Murong Yan'er changed into a set of clean and refreshing casual clothes, full of movement, even her long hair was tied behind her head, and a strand of hair was tied by her ear, She looked even more charming. At this time, she was standing on the podium to cheer for the students who were preparing to participate in the qualifiers.

"Ready." There were shouts from the audience, looking full of confidence. In the corner, Zhao Xiaohan, who had changed into a red No. 9 basketball uniform, sat on a chair and dozed off with his eyes closed. Waking him up from his sleep, he opened his eyes and rubbed them, only to see Murong Yan'er snapping her fingers with a smile on her face: "let's go!"

The basketball court was already full of crowds. This time, it was Yenching University's annual sports event, second only to the same annual school celebration and New Year's Day Gala. Almost all the students of Yenching University had come On the basketball court, where you can see, the huge basketball court is full of people.

"One class at a time, always in the lead."

"Three classes and three classes, ahead of you."

"Class eight, class eight, I'm the most advanced."

The shouting of slogans was earth-shattering, and the mood of every cheerleader seemed to be unprecedentedly high. Even Zhao Xiaohan’s class organized a pretty good cheerleader. Seeing the group of cheerleaders behind him, that group The animals felt as if they had taken inferior x-rays, and they were suddenly full of energy.

"You play forward, you play center back, you play defense, you play back." The squad leader squatted on the ground, holding a stone and sketching on the ground, arranging everyone's position. After a long time, the small After the captain arranged everyone's positions, he planned to stand up, but just when he was about to stand up, Zhao Xiaohan coughed and asked in a low voice: "Well, captain, what am I doing?"

"You?" The team leader looked at Zhao Xiaohan strangely, hesitated and said, "Are you also from our team?"

"No." Zhao Xiaohan shook his head honestly: "You have identified the wrong person, I will take off the team uniform right now."

"Wait a minute." Seeing Zhao Xiaohan turn around to leave, the team leader asked anxiously, "Can you play basketball?"

"No." Zhao Xiaohan shook his head.

"You don't know how to play basketball, but you dare to participate in the competition?" The team leader became anxious all of a sudden.

"The number is not enough, I'm here to make up the number." Zhao Xiaohan is still very honest.

"..."

Later, the team leader still arranged a glorious and difficult task for Zhao Xiaohan, that is, standing on the basketball court and watching them play, Zhao Xiaohan was very puzzled, why can't he stand with the cheerleaders and watch them play basketball? How about going to the basketball court to watch them play basketball?

With such doubts, Zhao Xiaohan followed the great basketball players to the court. Behind them, the group of cheerleaders cheered heartily. Shouted, looking at Murong Yan'er's exquisite smiling face, Zhao Xiaohan touched his nose and walked to a remote corner.

The game is exciting, touching, and the most cheering. On the court, everyone is releasing their passion to their heart's content. Off the court, every audience is also screaming to their heart's content. It's a pity , all of this seems to have nothing to do with Zhao Xiaohan. Standing on the basketball court, no player passes the ball to him, no player needs him to cooperate, and even everyone treats him as transparent. None of the opposing players let go.

"30:21." At the end of the first half, Zhao Xiaohan's team has been under pressure from the very beginning. If it wasn't for the cooperation of a few people, it may have ended in a miserable 30:1. , taking advantage of the half-time break, the team leader once again squatted on the ground to give lectures to the team members and arrange strategies. Of course, Zhao Xiaohan had no part in all of this, and he was also happy to take a break. A cigarette was lit in a remote corner.

"Mr. Murong, we still need a team member." The team leader stood in front of Murong Yan'er, speaking bluntly. After hearing the team leader's words, Murong Yan'er frowned and said, "Isn't the number already enough?"

"There is still one more difference." The team leader turned his head and glanced at Zhao Xiaohan in the corner, and said, "With him or without him, there is no difference. We would rather not have such a teammate."

"I don't agree." Murong Yan'er shook her head: "Basketball is all about cooperation. How can you have a tacit understanding when you reject your teammates so much?"

"Teacher, he doesn't know how to play basketball at all." The team leader was also anxious. It seemed that he didn't intend to let Zhao Xiaohan continue to participate in the competition.

"Believe in your teammates, and trust our classmates." Murong Yan'er didn't say anything more, took a step, and walked slowly in front of Zhao Xiaohan. In front of her eyes, Zhao Xiaohan was sitting on the ground and twitching quietly. Smoking a cigarette, without saying a word, exuding an invisible aura of loneliness.

"Put out the cigarette." Murong Yan'er said softly, and sat quietly beside Zhao Xiaohan. After hearing Murong Yan'er's words, Zhao Xiaohan did not make a sound, but silently put the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, stretched his feet Step out.Seeing that Zhao Xiaohan was silent, Murong Yan'er gently pulled her forehead hair behind her ears, and said softly, "Today's performance is not like yours."

After hearing Murong Yan'er's words, Zhao Xiaohan raised his eyebrows lightly, and said softly: "What kind of performance do you think is more like me?"

"At least, I won't let anyone ignore you." Murong Yan'er glanced at him lightly, and continued: "The Zhao Xiaohan I know will never let anyone down."

"Maybe, today will disappoint you." Zhao Xiaohan chuckled lightly and lay flat on the ground.Seeing Zhao Xiaohan's actions, Murong Yan'er was not angry, but just smiled lightly, and said slowly: "No, Zhao Xiaohan has never let me down no matter what time it is."

After hearing Murong Yan'er's words, Zhao Xiaohan didn't make a sound, just smiled lightly, still lying on the ground quietly, without saying a word, seeing Zhao Xiaohan's silence, Murong Yan'er bit her lips, and spoke again Said: "Don't you want to prove yourself on the basketball court?"

"I don't want to." Zhao Xiaohan shook his head and said, "This way of proving is too childish, not like my style."

"The captain wants to replace you, but I won't let you." After a long time, Murong Yan'er suddenly said such a sentence. After hearing Murong Yan'er's words, Zhao Xiaohan frowned and asked in confusion: "Why?"

Murong Yan'er glanced at Zhao Xiaohan lightly, and said softly: "I believe in you, you will not let me down."

After hearing this sentence, Zhao Xiaohan slowly sat up from the ground, turned his head, looked at Murong Yan'er's beautiful side face, and smiled softly: "A surprise for you?"

"I'm looking forward to it." Murong Yan'er finally smiled, like a spring breeze, the bright smile seemed to infect Zhao Xiaohan beside him, seeing Murong Yan'er's smile, Zhao Xiaohan smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and pointed to his left cheek, She smiled lightly and said, "I need a lucky kiss."

"I'm your goddess of luck?" Murong Yan'er couldn't help laughing.

"Of course." Zhao Xiaohan nodded: "Come on, my goddess of luck, give me a lucky kiss, and I will give you a chance to witness a miracle."

"Close your eyes." Murong Yan'er said softly, Zhao Xiaohan closed his eyes, a wicked smile appeared on his face, and then, he felt a soft touch on his cheek, just like a superficial touch of water, It happened in a flash, but Zhao Xiaohan couldn't help but feel his heart tremble.