After returning to the apartment, Chen Junhao immediately connected the computer to the Internet and connected the video. After everything was done, he picked up his phone and dialed the phone from Chen Yunyun in Beijing, "Did Yunyun? Have you got up? I have arrived in Missouri. The journey is going smoothly. Are you still in the apartment? Then go to my room and turn on my computer... and connect to the Internet. OK, you wait!"

"Play..." Chen Junhao was operating quickly on the keyboard. After a while, a full screen suddenly popped up on the computer in front of Chen Junyun in Beijing. It was Chen Junhao who was far away from Columbia University in Missouri.

"See!" Chen Yunyun said happily, "I saw you!"

Chen Junhao smiled slightly and said, "I saw you too!"

Although he had only been separated for more than twenty hours, Chen Yunyun couldn't help but feel sour and fog rose in her bright eyes when she remembered the distance between the two of them.

"What's wrong, are you unhappy to see me?"

"Where is it!" Chen Yunyun gently wiped away the wetness in her eyes and said, "Did you set these up before you went abroad?"

"Well! I installed four camera lenses in the room and connected to the computer. I originally wanted to try it, but now it looks really good." Chen Junhao, who sat on the computer chair, opened his arms and rotated around, and said, "This is the clothes I just bought here. How does it look?"

"Yeah, very beautiful."

"Do you want to visit my room?"

"want!"

...

The dialogue between lovers sounds to the bystanders, except for the stingy love words, they are all trivial and boring nonsense, but others will not understand that these trivial nonsense is so sweet to every sentence of the man and the woman in love. Chen Junhao and Chen Yunyun are also no exception.

But finally the call is finally over.

Chen Junhao said: "It's going to go!"

"Um!"

"If you want me, call me!"

"Um!"

...

Beijing time is about twelve hours apart from Missouri's local time, and Chen Junhao's sleep is very sufficient on the plane. It is logical that this time at night is when he is full of energy, but Chen Junhao's body completely ignores the impact of the jet lag. As soon as he gets sleepy at 10 o'clock in the local time in Missouri, he immediately overwhelmed him.

No dreams all night!

The next morning at 6 o'clock (local time), Chen Junhao woke up from sleep on time. After washing up, he punched the house and went out in high spirits. After breakfast in the restaurant downstairs, he rode his bicycle to school to complete the admission procedures. The procedures were very simple and smooth. Since Smith had already completed most of the procedures for him before, Chen Junhao only needed to sign a letter to get the class schedule and books. All of this took him an hour to go back and forth.

Time. Then the rest of the morning Chen Junhao rode his bicycle around the school on his bicycle. The school had no walls and the school integrated. Chen Junhao didn't understand whether he was wandering in the school or wandering in the city. Fortunately, the city's public facilities were quite complete and his outstanding memory would not get lost. After locating the classrooms he would need to attend in the future on the class schedule, Chen Junhao had nothing to do in the morning.

Along the way, Chen Junhao noticed that Missouri Columbia University is indeed different from domestic universities. And Chen Junhao paid the most attention to the fact that there are always people dribbling, shooting, and confronting the open-air courts of all sizes on campus, or on the street corners of the city.

"The United States, the country of basketball, is indeed basketball is everywhere." Chen Junhao secretly admired in his heart. Many of these people running and jumping on the street basketball racks have high standards. He saw with his own eyes that a young black man with a similar figure dribble was passed by the crotch of his tall opponent in the basketball court circled with barbed wire. "Bao..." The dribble was wandering in front of the opponent, and the elusive dribble made the opponent feel confused, dizzy, and staggering. His skillful dribble skills Chen Junhao thought that he might not be able to beat him.

Chen Junhao was just admiring, "Bang!" The sound of dribbling suddenly came to an end. The ball-handler's basketball came from behind. A man under the basket caught the ball and ran upside down and then rolled in the air for half a week.

"Beautiful!" Chen Junhao couldn't help cheering! With the quality shown in this pass and the skillful and almost superb ball control skills just now, Chen Junhao was enough to believe that the black young man in front of him was definitely a master. Maybe he was a member of the Missouri Columbia University basketball team and his future teammate.

Chen Junhao's too loud praise attracted the attention of the onlookers, and both sides of the duel on the court couldn't help but look at this side. Seeing Chen Junhao's face as the Chinese in the East, many people smiled. Chen Junhao's age and appearance made them believe that he was a student who had just arrived in the United States, and the low level of Asian basketball is well known. It is no wonder that he was amazed when he first saw American basketball. However, there was also a lack of ridicule among these smiles, as if he said: Fuss is not aware of it!

Chen Junhao touched his head and smiled embarrassedly. Everyone's eyes made him feel like an idiot, but he didn't know where he was wrong.

Chen Junhao's eastern face and handsome appearance still attracted another attention from many people - it was not the ridicule just now. A pleasant girl said in Chinese: "Are you Chinese?"

Chen Junhao turned his head in surprise, and a beautiful girl standing there with glasses on her nose bridge filled with the aura of a scholar, eastward! "Yes, I'm Chinese." Chen Junhao said in surprise, "Are you Chinese too?"

The girl with glasses smiled and said, "I am from Taiwan. Your Mandarin is very standard, from the mainland?"

"Yes!" Chen Junhao nodded.

The girl stretched out her right hand and said, "I'll get to know her. My name is Zhou Xianya, a third-year international student at Columbia University in Missouri."

"My name is Chen Junhao, I just arrived yesterday."

Zhou Xianya said: "I guessed that I basically have an impression of Colombia's international students. And..." Zhou Xianya chuckled, "You can tell at a glance that they are students who have just gone abroad."

Chen Junhao said: "Is my appearance very obvious? Or am I acting idiot just now?"

Zhou Xianya smiled and said, "No, I guessed it since you stood here. Your temperament and clothes told me."

Chen Junhao looked up and down at the clothes he was wearing and said strangely: "I bought this outfit just now in the United States. Is there anything special?"

Zhou Xianya said: "Of course there is no problem with this dress. I just said that your clothes are worn, sneakers, jeans, white shirts, and very casual clothes, which are also suitable for such occasions. But you are dressed too well and clean, the shirt is stuffed into the waist of the pants, and the sleeves are rolled up to the top of the jeans, and the length is just right. The sneakers under your feet are very matching and the clothes and pants are worn very appropriately. But Americans will not wear this way, unless they are particularly necessary for occasions to pay attention to." As she said that, her eyes signaled to the left.

Chen Junhao looked around and found that it was indeed the case. No matter how you look at the same clothes on others, they are more casual than you think.

Zhou Xianya continued: "There is also your temperament, refreshing, clean, and even very innocent. These are not available to American students of the same age, so I guess you are a Chinese student who just came to Missouri."

Chen Junhao said sincerely: "This is my first lesson after arriving in the United States. Your vision is really great."

Zhou Xianya chuckled and said, "It's not that I have a strong vision, I can see it even after staying abroad for a few years."

Chen Junhao hesitated for a moment and asked, "I want to ask, why did I just cheered so many strange gazes? Could it be that I shouldn't cheer at that time just now?"

"We should cheer, but we should not cheer so loudly. This is street basketball, American street basketball." Zhou Xianya unconsciously said in the tone of her elder sister's explanation to her younger brother, "Street basketball is about show. There are two indicators of viewing ability: HANDLE and HOP. HANDLE is a series of back and hip movements like just now, and how to do the ball with dazzling movements. HOP is the ability to bounce, jump and dunk, and how to do the wonderful things. The movements made by the two people just now can often be seen on this court. So it is not worthy of your loud cheers."

"See it often?" Chen Junhao said in surprise, "So amazing? Are these people official players of the Columbia University basketball team?"

"No!" Zhou Xianya shook her head, "official players in the school basketball team generally do not play street ball. Street ball and official basketball games are different. The SHOWMANSHIP (show ability) that plays here is very particular. Regular players are likely to lose here, and they are generally not easy to get applause from the audience. Those who come here to play street ball are usually those who fail to enter the regular team."

Chen Junhao said in disbelief: "Are you saying that none of these people joining the college team? The ball-handling skills shown by that little black young man are excellent, and that dunk is not something that ordinary people can do, right? The physical quality they show should be worth cultivating!"

Based on Chen Junhao's height and enthusiasm for applause, Zhou Xianya judged that she should be a basketball enthusiast, but she is basically an outsider. The handsome appearance of boys is usually very easy to like girls. Zhou Xianya has a good impression of Chen Junhao, so she also tirelessly explained about Chen Junhao's quite "ignorant" problem: "There are many reasons why you can't enter the college basketball team. Some people may not be able to enter the college basketball team at all, and some people eliminated the college basketball team. Playing good street balls may not be suitable for regular basketball games. Some people stay on the street court to exercise their skills, hoping to have a way to enter the NBA in the future. This is in the United States, there are many people who play well. Most people regard basketball as a hobby and come here to play basketball as a pastime."

"But it is still incredible that such a person cannot enter the official team. In China, if he has such a level, he must be the main player of the school basketball team. It can only be said that the basketball level in the United States is too high." Chen Junhao sighed regretfully, "It's a pity that these people. If they go to Asia to participate in the league, they might be able to play as the main player."

"Maybe, but this is in the United States." Zhou Xianya said, "The number of people playing streetball in the United States is in millions, and the organized basketball in the United States is like a huge net. From streets, villages, schools, and even Asia thousands of miles away, filtering out batches of basketball geniuses. Since the 1980s, the NBA's commercial success and the huge profits of the NCAA have made the net smaller and smaller screens smaller and fewer fish that have escaped. For example, the NCAA's university league has at least 50,000 people undergo regular basketball training every year. These streetball players who are excluded from regular teams may have been inspected and tried out by a certain team. Now there are few real basketball geniuses in the United States that have been buried."

Chen Junhao said: "So, these people should be a little worse than those selected as regular college teams?"

"Not necessarily." Zhou Xianya shook her head, "There are experts on the street court. For example, this small black young man on the court is a famous streetball player in this area. Many official players of the Columbia University basketball team have lost to him. Of course, they are all on the street court."

"With?" Chen Junhao said in surprise, "So amazing?"

Zhou Xianya nodded vigorously with great certainty and said, "I saw it with my own eyes. The final score of the 24-point match was 24:12."
Chapter completed!