The audience started talking again.

"Everyone, please be quiet for a moment." The host first calmed down the audience's excitement, then saw that the voices were quieter and then said, "Lu Tianqi, what is your reason for objecting?"

"As mentioned in the data just now, Wang Xiaowei's three-point shooting percentage is a little over 40%. This is indeed a good shooting percentage, but he is not as high as me. You can check my three-point shooting percentage. Mine is 49.3

%, far beyond Wang Xiaowei, why should this three-point champion be given to him?"

Lu Tianqi was a little excited. Because he was still a minor and nervous to speak in front of so many people, there was a bit of crying in his words.

A technical statistician stepped forward and gestured to the host. The host understood the intention and handed the microphone to him. The technician took the microphone and patiently explained: "Student, let me answer this question for you. Yes.

In this way, our selection of the three-pointer king takes all factors into consideration, not just the shooting percentage. I just checked your technical statistics, and as you said, your three-point shooting percentage is 49.3%. But the game

There were 13 games, and the total number of three-pointers hit was 45, averaging less than 3.5 per game. Wang Xiaowei hit 79 in 17 games, averaging 4.6 per game. So considering the number of games and the average number of hits per game,

I can only say sorry to you."

"Why don't you consider the hit rate?" Lu Tianqi was still unconvinced.

"Yeah! Why don't you consider the hit rate?" Lu Tianqi's teammates stood up one after another to express their grievances for Lu Tianqi.

For such a persistent team member, the technical staff was helpless, but they still said patiently: "Classmate, this is easy to explain. According to my technical statistics, Jin Ke's three-point shooting percentage from No. 1 Middle School in D City is 100%, but his three-point shooting rate is 100%."

He only made one three-pointer, can we give him the three-pointer?"

"This..." Lu Tianqi was left speechless by the rhetorical question. He could only sit down dejectedly, tears of reluctance bursting out of his eyes. "Next time, I must win the three-pointer next time!" Lu Tianqi secretly made up his mind.

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There was an interlude, and the host still needed to finish his work. He took the microphone returned by the technician and said: "Basketball is a competitive sport, which requires this kind of competitive spirit. We have the courage to compete for classmate Lu Tianqi."

Applause in spirit.”

Suddenly there was thunderous applause in the venue.

After the applause stopped, the host continued: "I hope Lu Tianqi can continue to work hard and win various awards next season. Okay, let's go back to our awards ceremony. Originally, I wanted to keep it a mystery and reveal the name later.

The name of a basketball genius, but there was an episode just now. His name was already mentioned by Lu Tianqi, so I won’t belabor it anymore and let’s invite Wang Xiaowei from City A’s No. 2 Middle School, who has won all the awards, to come to me.”

Wang Xiaowei's performance in the game still left a deep impression on those who followed the game. He scored steadily, had excellent awareness, and was able to do both internally and externally. Even from the preliminary round to the preliminaries, City A No. 2 Middle School did not encounter much resistance.

Just because of Wang Xiaowei's existence, many defeated teams said that they were defeated by Wang Xiaowei, not by the No. 2 Middle School of City A. Now Wang Xiaowei has won all the awards, claiming to be defeated by Wang Xiaowei, in order to save face.

It could even look better.

Hearing the host read Wang Xiaowei's name, the team members around him immediately hugged him, shook hands, hugged, and some people gave him a friendly push. When Wang Xiaowei came to Coach Sun, Wang Xiaowei suddenly

He held Coach Sun's hand with a flattering face and said, "Thank you, Coach Sun, thank you, Coach Sun."

To outsiders, they only thought that Wang Xiaowei was thanking the coach for his careful cultivation. But as soon as Coach Sun saw Wang Xiaowei’s face that wanted to be beaten, he knew that his intention was to remind him not to forget what he promised him at that time. Coach Sun is not short of this thousand.

Yuan, but why do I feel so unwilling when I think of giving it to Wang Xiaowei?

Therefore, Coach Sun did not give Wang Xiaowei a good look, but in the eyes of outsiders, the image of a strict teacher emerged spontaneously. As the saying goes, a strict teacher produces a good disciple.

Wang Xiaowei doesn't worry about Lao Sun's reaction. He knows that Coach Sun wants to slap him for more than a day or two. Anyway, as long as he can give him money, it's worth it even if he gets slapped twice. By the way! This old man still owes him the last time he played.

It's five hundred yuan! Well, after the awards are given, I'll ask him for it together. If you don't give it to me? If you don't give it, I'll cry, make a fuss, or hang myself.

After Wang Xiaowei received the stack of framed certificates and seven cardboard boxes with the amount of the reward awarded to him by the CEO of KFC Kyoto Region, the host stepped forward and said: "Since the KFC Cup National High School Basketball League was launched,

The first team member to win all the awards, you must have a lot to say, so I would like to ask you to talk about it below."

Wang Xiaowei no longer had the hand to pick up the microphone. He handed the pile of certificates to the boss next to him. The boss subconsciously took the pile of certificates and his hand sank. Wang Xiaowei handed the seven cardboards to the host again.

Then he took the microphone handed over by the etiquette lady and said: "I just want to make two suggestions. The first one is whether we can stop giving out certificates in the future. It's quite heavy in the hand."

The people in the museum were immediately stunned, and many people cursed: "It would be so heavy for a monster like you to take all the certificates at once. I don't know how easy it would be for each person to take one."

Wang Xiaowei continued: "There is also this board. What's the use of posting this? It's a waste. It would be more practical to just send the money. Or if it seems rude, you can give a red envelope. If you are afraid that the audience won't see it, you can give it a close-up, so there is no need for people to take pictures.

, useless.”

The boss and the host couldn't help but start to twitch at the corners of their mouths. This person is really speechless and can't stop talking. The host quickly interrupted Wang Xiaowei's speech, otherwise he might not be able to say anything else later!

The host said: "Student Wang Xiaowei, as a player with such a talent for basketball, you cannot do without the training of many people. You must have many people to thank, right?"

Is there anyone to thank? Wang Xiaowei was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and turned around to look. When he saw the boss who was smiling unnaturally, he suddenly understood. Sponsors are accustomed to using routines. Why can't they praise someone for their money?

So he said: "Thank you to Mr. Cui of KFC for your generous donation and rewarded me with this..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly stopped. Everyone was wondering, what's going on? Are you running out of words? Are you nervous? Just when everyone was speculating on all the possibilities, they heard Wang Xiaowei continue to say: "I was rewarded with eight thousand oceans."

Well, the corners of everyone's mouths couldn't help but twitch at this moment. The totalizer just paused and was counting money! This Wang Xiaowei is really a weirdo!

Then there was another silence. Wang Xiaowei thought he had completed his task. The host was still waiting for Wang Xiaowei to continue, so he just stared at him. The two people holding the microphone did not speak, and the others had nothing to say, and then the scene fell into a trap.

Quiet……

The host had a strong adaptability and reacted first, saying, "What else? Like family?" The host guided Wang Xiaowei to continue.

"Family? Yes, I also want to thank my dad." Wang Xiaowei said.

Finally back to normal, the host breathed a sigh of relief and almost took out a tissue to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"Thank you for the motivation he gave me. If it weren't for him, I would still have to work so hard to make money from playing basketball? I really

I believe it..."

Seeing that things were going a bit wrong, the host quickly interrupted Wang Xiaowei's speech and said: "Okay, okay, let's thank other people, such as the coach?"

Coach? That old bitch? Why are you thanking him? Wang Xiaowei paused and said, "There's nothing to ask for..." Suddenly he felt the light coming from him. Wang Xiaowei turned to the direction of the light and saw Coach Sun looking at him sideways. Wang Xiaowei

He shivered unnaturally and immediately changed his words: "I have nothing to express, just one sentence, thank you Coach Sun." After saying that, he nodded towards Coach Sun. Coach Sun saw that the camera was turned towards him, and Wang Xiaowei was a little angry at first.

His distorted face suddenly grinned and burst into laughter.

Just smile, it means you mean it from the bottom of your heart, and you should take this opportunity to remind him about money again.

Wang Xiaowei thought of this and said: "Thanks for his selfless dedication, I would like to present to him a song called "A Thousand Years Later" by Wu Bai." The pronunciation of "five hundred" and "thousand" were deliberately emphasized, and after saying this, he gestured with his hands to Coach Sun.

Got a one and a five.

The hall burst into thunderous applause, and his acceptance speech turned into singing. Is there anything more exciting? This guy Wang Xiaowei is really not polite, he just raps and sings.

Listening to Wang Xiaowei's magnetic voice, Zhou Peiqiang said: "Don't tell me, the singing is not bad, she really has the feeling of a singer. It's just that the singer made a mistake. "A Thousand Years Later" should be JJ Lin's."

Coach Sun didn't worry about who sang the song. He heard and understood Wang Xiaowei's code words. This bastard was still thinking about his one thousand, no, there was another 500. This bastard had a better memory than anyone else at this time.

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After the song, Wang Xiaowei continued: "I would also like to thank my teammates. It is because of you that I have the opportunity to win all the awards."

The teammates who said this were very happy. Look, no matter how awesome we are, we wouldn't be able to do it.

Wang Xiaowei actually wanted to say that he was not allowed to participate without the team members, but when he saw the team members were so happy, he should not disappoint them.

"As for the host, it's over." Wang Xiaowei returned the microphone to the host. The host quickly took it and thought to himself that it would end quickly, otherwise this child might not cause trouble again.

Then the rest of the process was completed under the introduction of the host, and finally the KFC boss announced the successful conclusion of this basketball game. The audience began to exit in an orderly manner.

In the empty stadium, only the players and support staff from the No. 2 Middle School in City A were left. Everyone was very excited to win the championship! They gathered around and laughed and made noise! ​​There was no rush to leave. Wang Xiaowei was the happiest, finally having a chance to win.

I had money, so I waved my hand and said, "Let's have a dinner together when we go back to school. I'll treat you!"

"'Xiaowei' is awesome!" the team members shouted in unison. The nickname "Xiaowei" was given by Zhou Peiqiang, which happens to be the homophone of Wang Xiaowei's name.

After saying this, Wang Xiaowei regretted, "This is a pack of wolves, it's over, it's all my hard-earned money!" Wang Xiaowei was about to cry but had no tears.

Zhou Peiqiang saw that the originally happy Wang Xiaowei's face turned ugly. He stepped forward and stroked Wang Xiaowei's back and said, "It's okay, Captain, brothers, you guys have a sense of propriety, please eat less of it. Besides, the money is for the bastard, not me!"

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When Wang Xiaowei saw it was Zhou Peiqiang, he remembered that Zhou Peiqiang's father was a big boss in real estate and his family was rich. His eyes immediately lit up and he said excitedly: "Isn't your family very rich? Why don't you pay for this meal?"

"My family has some money, but how can I steal your limelight? You have to treat me to this meal, and we'll talk about it later!"
Chapter completed!