The best ambiguous master

On the basketball court, Zhao Xiaohan was still sweating. In the audience, someone had already fought for him. I have only heard of two men fighting for a woman. This is the first time. I heard that two men fought for a woman. If a man fights hard, if Zhao Xiaohan, who is dribbling with one hand and counter-blocking with the other, knows that there are two men fighting for him in the audience, what kind of expression will he have?

No one would have thought that Murong Yan'er was sitting on the other side of the men who were fighting, listening to their conversations clearly. In fact, she had been a little suspicious since a long time ago. Zhao Xiaohan's identity, after hearing the conversations of these students, she became more convinced of her doubts. The reason why Zhao Xiaohan came to Yenching University was only for a certain purpose. As for what kind of purpose , She hasn't figured it out yet, but she can be sure that Zhao Xiaohan definitely didn't come here just for a mere diploma.

"20:15." The first half ended with a difference of five points, and soon it was time for halftime. Zhao Xiaohan returned to the cheerleaders in his class, and a girl quickly brought over a bottle of mineral water , and hard-working girls wiped his sweat for him, and even sensible girls pinched his shoulders behind him and gave Zhao Xiaohan a burst of relief. Of course, the other team members There is no such treatment as Zhao Xiaohan, there is no girl around them at all, compared to Yingying Yanyan who is beside Zhao Xiaohan, their place seems too deserted.

"Well, I'm thirsty, who has mineral water, can you give me a bottle?" One of the team members coughed and turned to look at the group of cheerleaders behind him. It's a pity that just as soon as his voice came out, he heard When the time came, a girl's voice sounded: "You won't buy water if you're thirsty?"

"Forgot to buy it." Comparing the attitude of those girls towards Zhao Xiaohan, and looking at the attitude of these women towards themselves, these basketball players suddenly felt a sense of giving up.Why are they born so handsome, and they can play basketball so well, but why should someone more handsome than them, who can play basketball better than them, come to their basketball world?

"I forgot to buy it and I'm thirsty!" The girl gave them an angry look, turned her head away, picked up a bottle of mineral water, and walked to Zhao Xiaohan's side with a smile, looking at Zhao Xiaohan with a shy expression on her face. Xiaohan said: "Brother Xiaohan, are you thirsty? Shall I unscrew the water for you?"

"No need, just give me the water." Zhao Xiaohan smiled, took the mineral water handed over by the girl, turned his head, looked at the team members who looked aggrieved, smiled lightly, and casually put the water in his hand Mineral water was thrown over to them: "Then, take a longer rest, later on the basketball court will point to you for winning the championship for our class!"

"Cut, just rely on them? How can you compare with brother Xiaohan?" Seeing her mineral water being thrown to others by Zhao Xiaohan, the girl felt a little uncomfortable, and her words became a little ugly. Hearing what the girl said Afterwards, Zhao Xiaohan turned around at once, looked at her solemnly, and said righteously: "Little girl, there is a reason, I need to introduce it to you solemnly, otherwise, you may never know it in your whole life." I understand, what is called basketball!"

"Brother Xiaohan..." Seeing Zhao Xiaohan's stern expression, the girl suddenly became aggrieved, even looking at Zhao Xiaohan's stern expression, she was a little scared, seeing the girl's aggrieved look, Zhao Xiaohan sighed deeply, turned his head, glanced at the other cheerleaders, and said softly: "Basketball is all about coordination. If you don't cooperate well, you can't win a game by yourself. , It’s like filming a TV series. If there is only one actor from beginning to end, who will watch it? If there are not a few of them blocking the opponent’s players for me on the basketball court, how could I possibly score? "

When talking about this, Zhao Xiaohan sighed softly again: "You only saw the person who threw the ball, but no one saw that those who made me throw the ball and for the honor of the class stood silently. In every corner, the players who defend silently, without them, I would not be able to score a goal. In this basketball game, I am not fighting alone, but they are fighting with me. One less person, this game It is impossible for us to win the ball game, girls, your attitude just now will chill them."

After saying the last sentence, Zhao Xiaohan sighed deeply, stood up, looked around at the group of players who were fighting with him on the basketball court, then gave them a thumbs up, and said with a slight smile: "On the basketball court, you are the most outstanding and the most proud."

Ten minutes later, the second half of the basketball game had already begun. This was the final game of the Yenching University basketball game. It was necessary to choose the final winner from the teams of the two classes. The performance was excellent. The players may also be directly recommended to the provincial basketball team. Of course, many people don't know that this basketball game has already attracted the attention of many basketball scouts. There are also many provincial basketball teams and city basketball teams. Even a lot of people from the national basketball team came, just to find an outstanding player in the finals of Yenching University.

It is undeniable that the team that can make it to the finals will naturally not be a bad team. In this game, Zhao Xiaohan was also very tired. The opponent's defense was too fierce, and he was not given any chance to throw the ball. , even, there are a few people specially selected to defend themselves. From the second half of the game, the opponent seems to have noticed it. As long as Zhao Xiaohan can defend, the result of this game will be an unknown, so, Since the second half, Zhao Xiaohan has been restrained, and even the chances to touch the basketball are few and far between.

"Principal Fang, what's the name of the student wearing the No. 9 team uniform?" On the basketball court, in the front row of seats, a middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses asked softly. At this time, his Sitting next to him was the vice president of Yenching University, Fang Yan.

"The one with the red team uniform?" Looking in the direction of the middle-aged man, he happened to see Zhao Xiaohan who was surrounded by a group of people. After the middle-aged man nodded, Fang Yan smiled and said: " He, his name is Zhao Xiaohan, he is an MBA student in our school, he plays basketball very well, I heard that he even shot a big slam dunk a few days ago, he is still a very famous student in our school."

"Zhao Xiaohan?" The middle-aged man was silent for a few seconds after hearing the name, and then said: "Principal Fang, this student is still very talented, at least, in basketball, his talent There is a lot of space and potential for development, but there is a lack of systematic training. After systematic training, maybe he will have the opportunity to go abroad in the future and play his strengths in the NBA league."

It can be seen that the middle-aged man has a high opinion of Zhao Xiaohan. Yes, the identity of this middle-aged man is indeed not simple. His precise understanding of basketball makes many people feel inferior. The person in charge of the Huaxia basketball national team, this time, came to Yenching University to select a good basketball player and send them to the national team for systematic training. In the future, he will have the opportunity to represent Huaxia Going abroad and winning countless honors for the country, success, fame, and return home.

"Hehe, if you think this classmate is not bad, you can wait for the competition to end and talk to him later, and I will ask his mentor to take you there later." Regarding the evaluation of the middle-aged man, Principal Fang He just smiled slightly, and there was no surprised expression on his face. In fact, since the first game in the morning, he saw this old acquaintance, Zhao Xiaohan. The students who make smoke are really interesting.

"Speaking of which, you may still know his mentor." After a while, Principal Fang spoke softly again. After hearing Principal Fang's words, the middle-aged man turned his head in doubt, shook his head and gave a wry smile Said: "How do I know his mentor?"

"Murong Yan'er, you don't know me, right?" Principal Fang chuckled, with a strange expression on his face. When he heard the word Murong Yan'er, the middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood Come over: "You mean, she is Murong Yunqing's younger sister?"

"If it's not her, who else could it be?" When Murong Yunqing was mentioned, Principal Fang couldn't help laughing: "You won't tell me, you don't know Murong Yunqing, right? Back then, I I remember that you and Murong Yunqing seemed to be comrades-in-arms, and later, when you left the army, he stayed there."

"Of course I know each other. Back then, we were close friends. I remember one time when we participated in a special operation. If it wasn't for Murong Yunqing, I might not have the opportunity to sit here and talk to you." Recalling the past, Zhong The young man also seemed a little desolate: "I never expected to meet Murong Yunqing's younger sister here. I remember that when I saw her when I was a child, she was still a little girl who was not as tall as my shoulders. Come to think of it, now I have become your tutor at Yenching University, this little girl is better than her brother."

When he said this, the middle-aged man suddenly stopped, and said cautiously: "The little girl came to your Yenching University, there is nothing to do with it, so go through the back door?"

"Hehe, of course not." Principal Fang shook his head and smiled, then looked helplessly at the middle-aged man and said, "Is Murong Yunqing someone who knows how to rely on connections and go through the back door? Murong Yan'er's personality is very similar to his brother's." , is a stubborn little girl, and sometimes she belongs to the kind of woman who does not shed tears when she sees the coffin."