Teito Senior High School Gymnasium.

The KFC Cup National High School Basketball League finals are taking place inside the stadium.

However, for such a focused game, the spectators in the stadium showed no excitement.

"Beep...", as the final whistle sounded, the game ended. City A's No. 2 Middle School defeated City B's Middle School with a lead of 64:33, 31 points, and finally stopped B's victory since the National High School Basketball League was held.

The momentum of the city’s middle school winning three consecutive championships.

The team members from the middle school in City B are like eggplants beaten by frost, their faces full of frustration, unwillingness and loss.

They did not leave the field, but watched their opponents encourage each other excitedly. According to the requirements of the competition, players from both sides need to line up and high-five each other to show friendship.

The No. 2 Middle School in City A showed strong momentum from the beginning of the group stage and reached the finals smoothly. I didn’t expect that even the finals would be so easy. The victory was already secured at halftime. This was beyond everyone’s imagination. And all this

But it’s all because of one person in the team!

Coach Sun from No. 2 Middle School in City A stared at Wang Xiaowei who was thrown high into the air by his teammates. It was because of Wang Xiaowei's addition that the strength of the school basketball team exploded. He still clearly remembered the scene when Wang Xiaowei asked him to join the team.

"Coach Sun, I just want to ask if I will be paid if I do well after joining the basketball team?" Wang Xiaowei said to Coach Sun with a playful smile.

After hearing this, Coach Sun's face was full of black lines. Where did such a materialistic student come from? But Coach Sun still had the basic qualities of a teacher. He said patiently: "This classmate, the school will provide some money to guarantee

The daily training of the players, such as training equipment, basketballs, drinking water, as well as game uniforms, protective gear, and travel expenses to various competitions, etc. But there is no subsidy for the players."

"That's it." Wang Xiaowei was disappointed after hearing this, "Sorry to bother you." After saying that, he turned around and left.

Looking at Wang Xiaowei's height of over 1.9 meters and his strong body, judging from Coach Sun's experience in leading the team for so many years, this classmate is definitely a good prospect for playing basketball. But why haven't you seen him in school before?

It is no exaggeration to say that a height of 1.9 meters stands out from the crowd in high school. Moreover, the teachers in the entire physical education department will also communicate with each new student after class. If there is a bright spot, everyone will communicate with each other. This classmate

, but it’s like appearing out of thin air.

While Coach Sun was stunned, Wang Xiaowei was almost out of the gym.

"However, the school leaders have made it known that if they finish in the top three in the National High School Basketball League this year, half of the bonus will be awarded to the basketball team." Coach Sun said loudly to Wang Xiaowei.

Wang Xiaowei stopped. Coach Sun was very satisfied and walked towards Wang Xiaowei.

Wang Xiaowei turned around and asked: "Coach Sun, how much is the first prize?"

"Fifty thousand!" Coach Sun said with a smile. For a high school student, tens of thousands of dollars is a huge amount of money.

But Wang Xiaowei was not surprised, but continued to ask: "How many players are there in the team?"

Coach Sun said without thinking: "Currently there are 17."

"Twenty-five thousand divided by eighteen, uh... it's not evenly divisible, it's not easy to calculate." Wang Xiaowei stared at the ceiling, rolling his eyes, looking like a half-immortal fortune teller.

Coach Sun had a dark look on his face again and said angrily: "This bonus cannot only be distributed to the players, but also to reward the support staff who work hard for the basketball team."

"How many people are there in total?"

"Not counting me, there are 24 people." Coach Sun rolled his eyes at Wang Xiaowei. Wang Xiaowei automatically ignored him and said: "As a school teacher, you are paid so much every month, so don't compete with us for rewards." Then he started to calculate again.

Get up. "Oh! Each of us only gets one thousand. No, no, it's too little."

Coach Sun was stunned. Where did this monster come from? He looked like a philistine. This, this must not be a student taught by our school!

"Can I ask, what do you want so much money for?" Coach Sun asked.

He only got a two-word answer: "No!" After saying that, Wang Xiaowei turned around and left.

Damn, this student has a lot of personality. He shouted to Wang Xiaowei: "KFC has set up rewards for each individual award."

Wang Xiaowei stopped again, turned around and complained: "Can you finish what you said in one breath?"

Damn it, kid, just wait, if you join the team and don't perform well, see how I "torture" you!

Coach Sun thought so in his heart, but he couldn't say it with his mouth, "Then I should still say I'm sorry to you?" Coach Sun said angrily.

"I forgive you!" Wang Xiaowei's understatement made Coach Sun vomit blood.

Wang Xiaowei asked again: "How much are the individual awards?"

"The Most Valuable Player will be awarded 2,000 yuan, and the remaining six categories, including points, assists, rebounds, steals, blocks, and the three-point champion, will each be awarded 1,000 yuan." After Coach Sun finished speaking, he looked at Wang Xiaowei, and his mood suddenly changed.

After Wang Xiaowei listened to Coach Sun’s introduction to the reward settings, his eyes lit up, “Yeah, yeah, six thousand plus two thousand

Add one thousand more, nine thousand! Nine thousand! It's done, it's done!" Wang Xiaowei stared at the nine formed by the index fingers of both hands and laughed.

Coach Sun's face kept twitching. This kid wants to win all the awards. This is too crazy!

Coach Sun angrily kicked Wang Xiaowei on the butt, "Boy, don't be so crazy!"

The kick woke up Wang Xiaowei from his dream of getting rich, "Why do you still kick people?" Wang Xiaowei said, rubbing his butt.

"Should I kick you? I'm going to slap you!" Coach Sun was about to slap Wang Xiaowei. Wang Xiaowei quickly raised his arm to block, but the slap was not captured. Wang Xiaowei timidly peeked at Coach Sun and saw that he was adjusting deliberately.

He was still chanting: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I'm a teacher."

After calming down, Coach Sun said: "Boy, don't be crazy. Aren't you short of money? If you really can win all the awards, I will personally invest and reward you with a thousand dollars, and I will give you a round number."

"Really?" Wang Xiaowei looked at Coach Sun with a smile on his face.

Coach Sun became angry when he saw his face. He simply turned his head to one side and said, "Really!"

After receiving a positive answer, Wang Xiaowei put down his schoolbag and kept flipping through the pages. For a long time, Coach Sun didn't know what he was flipping through. After a while, Wang Xiaowei took out his math book and said while flipping through the book: "

After flipping through the book for a long time, I didn't get a single page out." Then the hand that was turning the book suddenly stopped, "This page has a lot of blank space." After saying "Pull", he tore off a page from the book and handed it to Coach Sun, saying: "Kuai

If you say you have no proof, come and establish a written proof."

Coach Sun took the page with trembling hands and tried hard to resist the urge to slap Wang Xiaowei. He walked to the wall of the training hall, used the wall as a table, took a pen and wrote on the paper, and signed his name.

Then he stood up and handed the paper to Wang Xiaowei.

Hearing another "Cila", Wang Xiaoweina said: "This page has a lot of blank space." Then he handed the torn paper to Coach Sun and told him: "To show that there are two copies, it is fair."

Coach Sun was already on the verge of going berserk. He thought to himself: Little bastard, if you lose your ability in a while, I will kill you and tear up the book!

But I have to say that Coach Sun's cultivation is really good. He controlled his anger and copied the contents of the document again and attached his name. Then he folded the paper and threw it to Wang Xiaowei, saying: "Little bastard, after signing, give it to

I, it’s as if I can’t afford a thousand yuan.”

"That's definitely not possible. How can a teacher compete with a student? Sign it and give it to you." Wang Xiaowei respectfully handed a written document to Coach Sun, but Coach Sun snorted, took the written document and put it away without looking at it.

When it was in his breast pocket, Wang Xiaowei put the other piece of paper back into the book, "Oh, it's such a pity that the book was torn." Then he said to Coach Sun: "Give me back that piece of paper when you're done. I love books.

What a good young man. It has been more than two years and my book is still so new."

When Coach Sun took a look at it, he found that the book was really new, as if he had just gotten it. However, Wang Xiaowei had not opened the book in the past two years.

But Coach Sun suddenly realized a question, "More than two years? Are you a senior in high school this year?" Coach Sun asked.

"Um!"

"Senior year? It's a bit too late." Coach Sun muttered, and then said to Wang Xiaowei: "There are several senior students in our team who are preparing for the college entrance examination. Are you not preparing for the college entrance examination?"

"College entrance examination?" Wang Xiaowei was surprised and asked, "Can I eat it?"

When these words came out, Coach Sun was even more surprised than Wang Xiaowei. Isn't this student a dementia?

However, Wang Xiaowei then pointed at Coach Sun and said with a smile: "You're kidding! Look, you're so scared!"

Coach Sun really wants to whip this kid hard, um, hang him on a tree and whip him!

Seeing Coach Sun on the verge of going berserk, Wang Xiaowei did not dare to commit suicide and said seriously: "I have missed too many courses and cannot make up for it. I want to be a student specializing in sports."

This is what people say! Coach Sun's face became slightly better and he said: "Taking TiTe is a way to go to college, but I don't know what your foundation is like. If you don't have the foundation, this little time won't be enough. Going to TiTe

It’s basically impossible.”

After saying that, he was afraid of damaging the young man's confidence, so he added: "If this path of study really doesn't work, why not take up art, learn painting or something, take a crash course, and then work hard on your own, and you should have no problem going to college."

"

"Well, I'm not born with artistic talent." Wang Xiaowei grabbed the back of his head with his right hand and said, "Besides, you can make money by joining the basketball team."

"Money, money, money, you know money!" Coach Sun was still angered by Wang Xiaowei and shouted loudly. But Wang Xiaowei wanted to laugh, which made him feel like he was watching "Wulin Gaiden".

This roar startled the training team members, who all stopped their training and turned their attention to the door.

At this time, a team member with sharp eyes saw the person standing with Coach Sun at the door, and whispered to the team member next to him: "Isn't that person Wang Xiaowei?"

"who?"

"Wang Xiaowei? Have you never heard of it?"

"Of course I've heard of it, but I've never seen it. He was called a basketball genius when he was in junior high school. No.

I heard that he later got involved in a fight, maimed someone, and got into trouble. Not to mention that his height is suitable for playing basketball."

"You just heard that I saw him fighting with my own eyes. Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's so cruel. Five people surrounded him, each holding a stick. In just two or three minutes, all five of them were knocked down.

, Wang Xiaowei got a stick on his back."

"So awesome?"

"Look, just this stick made him stay in the hospital for a month."

"That's awesome enough."

At this time, a third person joined in and said: "I only heard that he doesn't study well, always skips classes, always gets into fights, and has been persuaded to quit several times."
To be continued...