pinnacle swinger

Chapter 8 Drop Pie?
"Syracuse University!" Tang Wenlong sat up from the sofa in shock.

In fact, he doesn't know much about American universities, but he is still very familiar with Syracuse University, where Anthony "Little Melon" Anthony, one of his idols, appeared. In 03, Anthony led the "Syracuse Orangemen" and won the NCAA championship in one fell swoop. The favored man of that year, the voice of being selected as the top pick in the draft was no lower than that of James.

Seeing Tang Wenlong's excited reaction, Principal Qiu and Joe Thomas smiled at each other, and then Principal Qiu continued: "Of course, don't get excited. Private universities like Syracuse University will have very expensive tuition fees. Secondly, their requirements for recruiting students will also be very high, you should listen to what Mr. Joe Thomas said first."

Tang Wenlong's mood gradually calmed down. He sat down and his face became calm again.

Joe Thomas nodded in satisfaction, mental quality is also the criterion for judging whether a player is outstanding.He looked at Tang Wenlong, showed a bright smile, then stood up actively, and stretched out his right hand: "I will formally introduce myself to you. I am Joe Thomas, a scout from the Knicks."

Tang Wenlong was caught off guard by Thomas' sudden attack. He hurriedly stood up again, and then reached out to shake his hand. Since he didn't understand his English just now, he could only smile awkwardly.

Thomas was a little familiar, and he spoke quickly: "Don, I watched your game yesterday. I was shocked by the strength you showed, and at the same time, I am very optimistic about your potential. I think you are a future player with NBA skills." A strong player, so I hope you can cooperate with me and go to the NCAA to forge yourself!"

Tang Wenlong looked at Principal Qiu blankly, not knowing what Thomas said.

Principal Qiu laughed, and said, "Look, Tang Wenlong. I usually tell you to study English hard and don't listen. Now that you meet a foreigner, it's all right!" Your basketball talent allows you and him to go to American universities for further study!"

Tang Wenlong was ashamed. He was the No. 1 person who was able to let Principal Xueqiu do the translation.But what is the origin of this Joe Thomas, who was able to introduce himself to a university in the United States.From the bottom of his heart, his first reaction was: "Isn't he meeting some liar?"

Tang Wenlong stood there hesitantly. He glanced at Principal Qiu and then at the foreign old man, not knowing what he should say.

"Ahem!" Principal Qiu came out to smooth things over at this time, and he knew that he should play his role: "Tang Wenlong, this matter is a big one, I think you have to go back and ask your parents for their opinions. Of course, this Mr. Joe Thomas still knows this very well, and he will be waiting for your news within the next week."

"This is my phone number." Joe Thomas didn't expect that one day he would tell a man his phone number. You know, he always asked women for their phone numbers before.Um, this feeling is a bit strange to him, especially when the phone number is only on a small piece of paper.

Tang Wenlong took the note, saw a string of mobile phone numbers written on it, and understood the meaning of the foreign old man.

"Okay." Principal Qiu waved to Tang Wenlong, indicating that he could leave: "You go back to the classroom first, and remember to discuss with your parents about studying in the United States at night."

Tang Wenlong nodded, expressing his understanding, then turned and left the principal's office, which made him feel a little depressed.

Throughout the day, Tang Wenlong felt that he was in a fog, and he was absent-minded in class. He was called by the teacher N times, and he almost didn't go out to stand for punishment.

"Tang Wenlong!"

When he walked out of the school gate, Tang Wenlong heard someone calling his name.He who was in a trance didn't hear it at all, and still walked forward on his own.

A pair of delicate feet appeared in front of Tang Wenlong with his head bowed. Tang Wenlong slammed on the brakes and almost missed.He frowned and looked from bottom to top.It was a girl wearing a foreign dress in the evening sun, her face was slightly red, and her long hair was tied up, showing her youth and vitality.

"You are? Fang. Fang." Tang Wenlong smiled, his mind short-circuited for a moment, isn't this the girl from yesterday?What is Fang called?
"Hmph!" Fang Chuxia didn't expect that Tang Wenlong didn't remember her name, which made her feel very uncomfortable. She felt that the self-esteem and pride deep in her heart had been hit, her body trembled slightly, and her nose was sour. Blocked sourly, tears were about to come out.

"Fang Chuxia!" At the critical moment, the CPU was still running. Tang Wenlong wiped the sweat from his forehead. Looking at the beautiful and tall girl in front of him, he couldn't figure out why she came to him.

Fang Chuxia was overjoyed, the ups and downs were too fast.In a blink of an eye, he pouted again, took out a bottle of safflower oil from his pocket, and stuffed it into Tang Wenlong's hand: "Return your red medicine!" Then he turned his back, turned and walked away, leaving Tang Wenlong with a cool smile. And the graceful back!

Tang Wenlong was taken aback, and shouted: "Hey! This red potion is not a panacea, just rub it on your skin overnight and it will be fine?"

Seeing the girl go farther and farther, Tang Wenlong really couldn't figure it out. He pushed the bicycle, ran forward quickly, and caught up with the girl.

"Do you want to go home? Where do you live?" Tang Wenlong asked as if trying to strike up a conversation while putting the red potion into his schoolbag.

"Nonsense!" Fang Chuxia gave Tang Wenlong a blank look, "Where am I going if I don't go home?"

Tang Wenlong scratched his head naively, and the two of them slowed down together, walked outside the zebra crossing on the road, and waited for the traffic lights.

Fang Chuxia was secretly happy, walking with the boy she liked, my God!This is the scene she has always fantasized about. Sometimes reality is like a dream, which makes her unable to tell the truth.She secretly raised her head and took a glance at Tang Wenlong. Under the sun, Tang Wenlong had delicate features, clear features, and was as handsome as a prince charming.Fang Chuxia stared blankly at Tang Wenlong, as if he wanted to freeze his appearance at this moment in his mind, and couldn't help being a little crazy.

The red light came on and the two walked forward side by side.
Tang Wenlong sent Fang Chuxia home. He didn't know why he did this, but he thought that this girl was "stupid" to go all the way to return him the red potion. What if she was cheated away on the way?
The two chatted along the way, and gradually became acquainted, and inadvertently exchanged contact information on QQ.

It was completely dark when he got home.Tang Wenlong took out the key from his schoolbag, then turned the lock on the door, and with a "squeak", opened the heavy metal anti-theft door.

"Son, you are back!"

The lights in the living room were bright. Seeing his parents returned home, Tang Wenlong smiled happily, "Dad, Mom, you don't work overtime today!"

"Well, no overtime work today!" Tang Bing waved to Tang Wenlong and put down the teacup in his hand. "Son, I won the championship yesterday! Did you go out to celebrate!" Tang Wenlong put down his schoolbag, changed his shoes, walked over, sat on the sofa, and said with a smile: "No, I was too tired from playing yesterday. I came back to sleep a long time ago. Besides, Teacher Xiang will not let us go out to be chic, he is very strict!"

"Haha, it's good to be strict, good to be strict teacher!" Tang Bing laughed, and then looked at Tang's mother Yang Lan who was still cooking in the kitchen: "Your mother is still cooking, you should do it first. I'll go in and give you a hand."

Just as Tang Bing was about to stand up, Tang Wenlong reacted faster and pressed his father who was about the same height as him: "Don't, Dad, I still have something to discuss with you!"

"Oh?!" Tang Bing showed a surprised expression and asked, "What's the matter?"

Tang Wenlong organized the language in his mind, and then asked Tang Bing, "Dad, how far do you think your son and I can reach in basketball?"

Tang Bing was taken aback by his son's rhetorical question. He obviously didn't understand these things, and then tentatively replied: "CUBA is looking for you again?"

"No." Tang Wenlong shook his head, he admired his father's reaction speed, and then replied word by word: "This time, a foreigner ran into our school, and he said he was from the Knicks. Scouts. Hmm~~ New York Knicks, a professional basketball team in the NBA."

Tang Bing was startled at first, then slapped his thigh, and shouted: "You won't meet any liars!"

It's really like father and son, the first reaction is whether they have encountered a liar.Tang Wenlong was not easy to answer, but he still told the whole story, including Principal Qiu's strong support.

"If you say this, it seems to be true. However, why did the Knicks scout find you? According to what you said, if you participate in the draft a year or a few years later, you will be picked by other teams , The Knicks or Joe Thomas is not fetching water from a bamboo basket? I’m afraid such a loss-making business is unscientific! I think there are still many problems in it, after all, there will be no pie in the sky..."

PS: I hope that all senior students in the world will not have night self-study. . .

(End of this chapter)