"That's my son." Zhuang Zhihong stared at the TV blankly.

That familiar face of the boy wearing the No. 7 jersey, who could it be if it wasn't his own son?

At this time Jiang Qin heard the noise, walked out of the kitchen, wiped her hands on her apron and asked, "What's wrong?"

Tang Wan pointed at the TV, with clear surprise in his eyes, and said, "Lao Zhuang's son is on the TV."

Jiang Qin stared: "What kind of boss, don't you know how to call people?"

This time, Tang Wan did not argue with Jiang Qin. She reorganized her words and said: "Uncle Zhuang's son Zhuang Yu is actually the basketball team of Jiangning No. 1 Middle School. He is also the team's ace. He is the MVP of our Southern Provincial League and the rookie king of the Southern District Competition.

.Here, it’s the No. 7 on TV.”

Hearing this, Jiang Qin was also surprised and quickly looked at it.

She had met Zhuang Yu once before, and she had some impressions. In addition, Tang Wan had already pointed out that it was No. 7, so she quickly recognized him: "Ah, really? I haven't seen him for several years, and he has grown so big.

On TV."

Looking at Zhuang Zhihong again, he saw a confused expression on his face and his eyes were a little dull. Jiang Qin understood immediately and was dumbfounded: "Hey, you didn't know just now, did you?"

Zhuang Zhihong nodded subconsciously, then came back to his senses, and said with a wry smile: "I haven't seen Xiaoyu for more than half a year. The last time I saw him, he had just graduated from junior high school, and he hadn't heard anything about the basketball team. Now.

A few months..."

As he said this, he suddenly remembered something.

During the Chinese New Year, he called back and wanted Zhuang Yu to come over and play for a few days, but Zhuang Yu didn't agree.

I heard him say on the phone that "the team needs to train". Later he also asked Li Huilan, and Li Huilan took him over casually without saying much.

"I remembered." Zhuang Zhihong said: "During the Chinese New Year, Xiaoyu said that he was busy training, and he should have joined the basketball team of Jiangning No. 1 Middle School. I didn't care at that time. How could I have imagined that Xiaoyu was so good?

Ah, they’ve all made it to the national competition.”

As he said this, Zhuang Zhihong couldn't help but feel guilty in his heart.

That was his son, but as a father, he failed to fulfill his responsibilities as a father. He didn't even know that his son had joined the basketball team and played all the way to the national competition.

"You." Jiang Qin shook her head and wanted to say, "You should care more about Zhuang Yu," but she swallowed her words again. Zhuang Zhihong usually cares about Tang Wan, so if you say that, doesn't it mean that you are acting like a good boy when you get an advantage?

”.

And since my daughter is still here, we should wait until we are two people to talk about this.

Although Jiang Qin didn't say it out loud, Zhuang Zhihong still understood. He said with shame, "It's because I usually don't care about him enough."

Watching the TV again, Zhuang Yu broke through and scored a pull-up layup in the air. The on-site commentator shouted the name "Zhuang Yu" loudly, and the audience also cheered.

For a moment, Zhuang Zhihong felt a burst of pride and pride, mixed with guilt and self-blame, which was very complicated.

"Laozhuang."

Tang Wan didn't know how complicated Zhuang Zhihong's emotions were. She just said "Lao Zhuang", and then caught a glimpse of Jiang Qin's glare. She immediately changed her words: "Oh no, Uncle Zhuang, I thought it was the same name before, but I didn't expect that he is really your son. He is

It’s amazing now, MVP of the Provincial League, Rookie King of the Southern District Competition, maybe after the national competition is over, I will be the Rookie King of the National Competition. Oh, if Jiangning No. 1 Middle School can win the national championship, then I will be the MVP of the National Finals.”

"Also, I heard that many universities want to recruit him. As long as he wants to go, he can get into any famous school."

"My classmate's brother is also on the school basketball team. Unfortunately, their team didn't even make it to the provincial league. But I heard from him that Zhuang Yu hopes to become a professional player in the future..."

Zhuang Zhihong and Jiang Qin were a little surprised when they heard her talk a lot. Jiang Qin asked: "How did you know this?"

Logan rolled his eyes and didn't answer.

Naturally, she couldn't tell Jiang Qin that she first fell in love with a boy on the school basketball team and thought he was so handsome when he played.

As a result, I went to the little sister's house later and happened to meet the little sister's brother watching the provincial league game broadcast. After watching it, I realized that compared with others, the boy I liked was really not that good at playing. His moves were flashy, but he

Can't score a goal.

It's not like those people from Jiangning No. 1 Middle School on TV, all of them are so awesome, especially Zhuang Yu and Xiao Qingyang, the little sisters are almost becoming Zhuang Yu's little fans.

Even the little sister's brother, the main player of the basketball team of Gaoyang No. 3 Middle School, said that Zhuang Yu was very good and he was not as good as him with one hand.

From then on, under the influence of the little sisters, Tang Wan began to pay attention to Jiangning No. 1 Middle School.

Then I watched Jiangning No. 1 Middle School win the Southern Province Championship, advance to the Southern District Competition, and finally enter the National Competition as the Southern District runner-up...

"Uncle Zhuang." Tang Wan moved his butt, got closer to Zhuang Zhihong, showed a smile and asked: "Can you help me get a photo of Zhuang Yu? It's best to have the autographed one with the trophy.

, I have a good sister who is a loyal fan of his. Oh no, one picture is not enough, I will get a few more and save them. If Zhuang Yu really becomes a professional player and a big star in the future, this will be valuable."

He accidentally said what was in his heart. Tang Wan immediately covered his mouth and said with a sly smile: "Uncle Zhuang, there must be no problem, right?"

Zhuang Zhihong couldn't laugh or cry, where is this going?

But it was rare for this rebellious little girl to be so kind to him, so he was naturally embarrassed to refuse, and said with a smile: "You can ask him for it when you have time. Speaking of which, you have met once, but you were still young at that time, so you should

I don’t remember.”

"Is there any?" Tang Wan scratched his head, tilted his head and thought for a long time without thinking about it.

That was a few years ago, and the two sides did meet once.

At that time, Tang Wan was ten years old and Zhuang Yu was only 12 years old. Because of their relationship as adults, the two of them did not even say a word, so naturally they had no impression. Otherwise, Tang Wan would not have paid attention to Jiangning No. 1 Middle School for so long, but she was stunned and didn't realize it.

Zhuang Yu and Zhuang Zhihong contacted each other.

Of course, this also has something to do with Zhuang Zhihong. As a biological father, he didn't even know that his son had joined the basketball team, and he always thought that Zhuang Yu couldn't play basketball.

Tang Wan had only met Zhuang Yu once and had already forgotten what Zhuang Yu looked like, so how could she contact Zhuang Zhihong?

Just because they both have the surname Zhuang and are from Jiangning City?

Don't be ridiculous, there are countless people named Zhuang in Jiangning City, and there are countless people named Zhuang Yu.

"Uncle Zhuang, when will there be a chance?" Tang Wan asked.

"Let's wait until he finishes playing the game." Zhuang Zhihong said. He felt that he must take time to meet Zhuang Yu and have a good chat with his son.
Chapter completed!