"Uncle Zhou, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Zhou Changyi slapped on the table with a palm, George and Jiaojiao instantly shocked George. Looking at George's confused look, Zhou Changyi's face was unstable. Finally, he sighed, shook his head and sat down: "George, this time, Jiaojiao's star path has been destroyed by you."

"What does it mean?" Hearing Zhou Changyi's words, George suddenly didn't understand what was going on. Seeing George still had a confused look on his face, Zhou Changyi couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "This time, no matter how good she performed, the top three places would be lost."

"Why?" George suddenly became anxious when he heard Zhou Chang say this: "Uncle Zhou, is it just for the pauper who sells watermelons just now? What is he? Isn't he just a biker? Do you have to give him face like this?"

"You still don't understand." Zhou Changyi looked at George in disappointment and said, "You are about the same age as him, why are you so far apart from him?"

"Where am I worse than him?" George snorted coldly, obviously disagreeing with Zhou Changyi's words. Looking at George's proud appearance, Zhou Changyi took a sip of coffee and said softly: "You are not as good as him at all. At the same age, he is already the chairman of Sun Group, the designated successor of Mr. Sun, Sun's fiancé, and the spokesperson of Yanjing's underground forces. He dared to challenge Murong Yunqing and founded the Creation Studio with a market value of more than 3 billion yuan. This talent show was also founded by him. Even Ye Qingcheng was invited by him from Hangzhou. If it weren't for him, how could Ye Qingcheng make an exception and participate in the talent show for the first time?"

Listening to Zhou Changyi's narration, George was stunned. After a long time, he finally opened his mouth and said in a trembling voice: "Uncle Zhou, that country bumpkin selling watermelons, that is, the legendary Zhao Xiaohan?"

"Who else has the qualification to make me convinced and call him Mr. Zhao?" As he spoke, Zhou Changyi sighed again, and there was a hint of pity in his eyes when he looked at George. Then, he stood up and slowly walked out of Starbucks. After Zhou Changyi's figure gradually disappeared, George gradually became a little lost. He stretched out his hands, grabbed his hair, and hit the corners of the table hard. A heart-wrenching roar also sounded.

Three days later, the annual basketball game of Yenching University is about to open. For a time, the entire campus was covered with banners, including BBS, and major forums were discussing who the final champion of this basketball game was. Some people even secretly started a bet. The odds of one or ten were even slammed in their hearts.

"Dear students, are you ready?" In the classroom, Murong Yan'er changed into a clean and refreshing casual outfit, full of dynamic feeling. Even her long hair was wrapped around her head and a strand of hair was tied to her ears, making her look 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.

"It's 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, squinted his eyes and sat on the chair and took a nap. The roar just now woke him up from his sleep. He opened his eyes and rubbed his eyes, but he happened to see Murong Yan'er snapping his fingers with a smile: "let'sgo!"

The basketball court was already full of people. This time, it was the annual sports event of Yenching University, second only to the same annual school anniversary and New Year's Day Gala. Almost all the students of Yenching University have come to the basketball court. When they see, the huge basketball court is full of people.

"One shift, always lead."

"Three shifts and three shifts are ahead of you."

"I am the leader in class eight."

The slogans were shouting earth-shaking, and the mood of each cheerleader seemed to be unprecedentedly high. Even the class where Zhao Xiaohan was in organized a cheerleader that looked pretty good. Seeing the group of eye-catching cheerleaders behind him, the group of animals was like taking inferior x-medicine, and they were immediately filled with motivation.

"You play the forward, you play the central defender, you play the defense, you play the guard." The captain squatted on the ground, drawing a stone on the ground, and arranged the positions of each person. After a while, the captain arranged the positions of each person, and planned to stand up. However, when he was about to stand up, Zhao Xiaohan coughed and asked in a low voice: "Well, captain, what am I doing?"

"You?" The captain looked at Zhao Xiaohan strangely, and hesitated for a moment: "You are also from our team?"

"No." Zhao Xiaohan shook his head honestly: "You recognized the wrong person, I'll take off my uniform now."

"Wait a minute." Seeing Zhao Xiaohan turning around and leaving, the captain said anxiously: "Can you play basketball?"

"No." Zhao Xiaohan shook his head.

"If you can't play basketball, you dare to participate in the game?" The captain suddenly became anxious.

"There are not enough people, I'm here to make up the numbers." Zhao Xiaohan was still very honest.

“…”

Later, the captain arranged a glorious and arduous task for Zhao Xiaohan, that is, standing on the basketball court and watching them play basketball, Zhao Xiaohan was very confused. Why can't he stand with the cheerleaders and watch them play basketball? He must go to the basketball court to watch them play basketball?

With such doubts, Zhao Xiaohan followed the great basketball players to the court. Behind him, the cheerleaders cheered all the time. Even Murong Yan'er shouted loudly with the cheerleaders holding a bouquet of flowers in his hands. Looking at Murong Yan'er's delicate smiling face, Zhao Xiaohan touched his nose and walked to a remote corner.

The game is exciting, touching, and the most cheerful. On the court, everyone is releasing their passion. Under the court, every spectator is also shouting. Unfortunately, all 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 everyone even regards him as transparent, and there is not even a single opponent who lets go.

"30:21." At the end of the first half, from the beginning, Zhao Xiaohan's team was always being beaten by the opponent. If it weren't for the cooperation of a few people, it would have been a tragic ending of 30:1. While the half-time break was spent, the captain squatted on the ground and gave lectures to the players and arranged strategies. Of course, Zhao Xiaohan was not as good as Zhao Xiaohan. He was happy to be free. He took advantage of the rest and came to a remote corner to light a cigarette.

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

"It's still one short." The captain turned his head and looked at Zhao Xiaohan in the corner and said, "There is no difference between having him and not having him. We would rather not have such a teammate."

"I don't agree." Murong Yan'er shook her head: "Basketball, it's important to cooperate. How can you have a tacit understanding when you are so arrogant to your teammates?"

"Teacher, he can't play basketball at all." The captain was also anxious. It seemed that he didn't plan to let Zhao Xiaohan continue to participate in the competition.

"Believe in your teammates, and also in our classmates." Murong Yan'er didn't say anything more, took a step forward and slowly walked to Zhao Xiaohan. When she saw her eyes, Zhao Xiaohan was sitting on the ground smoking a cigarette quietly, without saying a word, exuding a lonely aura invisibly.

"Exhaust the cigarette." Murong Yan'er spoke 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 and stepped on it to wipe it out. Seeing that Zhao Xiaohan did not make a sound, Murong Yan'er gently put the hair on the forehead behind her ears and said softly: "I am not like you today."

After hearing Murong Yan'er's words, Zhao Xiaohan raised his eyebrows lightly and said in a low voice: "What do you think is more like me?"

"At least, no one will ignore you." Murong Yan'er glanced at him gently and continued to speak: "The Zhao Xiaohan I know will not disappoint anyone."

"Maybe, today will disappoint you." Zhao Xiaohan chuckled and lay flat on the ground. Looking at Zhao Xiaohan's actions, Murong Yan'er was not angry. She just smiled softly and said slowly: "No, no matter when, Zhao Xiaohan has never disappointed me."

After hearing Murong Yan'er's words, Zhao Xiaohan didn't say anything, but just smiled softly, and still lay quietly on the ground without saying a word. Seeing Zhao Xiaohan not speaking, Murong Yan'er bit her lip and said again: "Don't you prove yourself on the basketball court?"

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

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

Murong Yan'er glanced at Zhao Xiaohan and said softly: "I believe in you, you won't 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: "Give you a surprise?"

"I'm looking forward to it." Murong Yan'er finally smiled, like a spring breeze, and her bright smile seemed to infect Zhao Xiaohan beside her. Looking at Murong Yan'er's smile, Zhao Xiaohan smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, pointed to his left face, and chuckled and said, "I need a lucky kiss."

"I am 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."
Chapter completed!