"Bajibajibajibaji~~~"

The fat man Chris was eating deliciously in the KFC store, and Wang Xiaohui's voice came from behind.

"Fatty, have you read the news?"

"Watt?" The fat man's mouth was filled with stuff, and he didn't even speak very clearly.

"The news just said, 'The petite girlfriend was crushed to death by her boyfriend who had more than 300 pounds'."

"Puff~"

Chris rolled his eyes from time to time, feeling that the delicious giant sandwich in front of him was no longer fragrant.

"wang, I've come to support you thousands of miles. Didn't I just order a few more sandwiches and ask you to invite me? You cursed me. You plastic brother, it's okay if you don't want it. Oh oh~"

As he said that, he began to open his bloody mouth again.

"Hey, aren't you very sad and sad? Why are you stuffing it into your mouth?"

"I am turning grief and anger into strength."

"Damn fat man."

Wang Xiaohui laughed and scolded, and took it seriously without ordering this guy ten super supreme burgers.

Before the game ended, he came out in advance. Wasn't it just to pay for this guy?

After buying the order, Wang Xiaohui handed over another big cup of Coke to the fat man.

Every time you go ~~

Others use straws to drink coke, but the fat man took off the lid and poured it into his mouth.

Uh~~~

Finally, I was feeling comfortable.

The fat man touched his satisfied belly and felt particularly beautiful. He really wanted to fall asleep comfortably.

After having a lot of thought, it’s time to talk about life and ideals.

"Fatty, have you ever thought about what happened after college?"

"After graduation? I have thought about it. My ideal is to eat and sleep. Eat comfortably and sleep comfortably. This is the true meaning of my life."

The fat man leaned on the chair comfortably, and he didn't even bother to open his eyes.

Wang Xiaohui continued to say again.

"Do you want to eat better and sleep more comfortably?"

"wang, I am a good citizen, I won't go to that kind of place."

You said you couldn't go, why did you blink? You are so fat.

"Get out! Who asked you to go to that kind of place? I've found you a good job."

"What are you doing, tell me." The fat man was very worried.

"How about being my agent?"

The fat man opened his eyes wide in an instant, with incredible eyes.

"Agent?wang, have you still not given up on your plan to enter NBA?"

"Of course! My dream is to enter NBA, and it has never changed."

"wang, I admit that you are handsome, but handsome is not omnipotent. NBA is a place where wild animals stay. You are not suitable. If you are an agent for you, I think you should be a model, a model that Asians like in South Korea."

"roll!"

He actually asked me to go to Korea. Are your eyes broken? I'm not a woman!

Moreover, I can make a living by relying on my talents, so why do I have to rely on my face and body?

Don't pretend, showdown.

"Chris, why not tell you that my family is rich. As long as you follow me, no matter how I do, you will not have to worry about food and drink."

The fat man leaned on the chair again,

"Come on, wang, I don't know what's going on in your family? If your family is really rich, would you think about hiking into the coolies in NBA? Don't tease me."

What can Wang Xiaohui say? He can only spread his hands.

Among his classmates, he is really just a student with average family conditions.

Without sports cars, no famous watches, and no socialites to accompany you, this is indeed not the image of a rich child.

"Fatty, you can't escape. You should be the one who is it, you should be the one who is it."

The fat man shook his hands perfunctorily, "Okay, as long as you can enter the NBA, I will drop out of school and carry your shoes for you."

...

In the afternoon, the Minneapolis City Basketball Arena was once again full.

The camps on both sides are particularly conspicuous.

Half of the stands belong to Stanford's red, and the other half belong to Arizona's blue.

“let's    go!stanford!”

“let's   go!arizona!”

Before the players on both sides entered the court, the cheerleaders had already brought the fire.

It seems that if your own morale is overwhelming the opponent, your own team will win.

Players on the court are a war, and cheerleading off the court is also a war.

Amid the noisy cheers, the players on both sides are about to enter the court.

...

Beep beep~~~

After much calls, the starting players of both sides have appeared.

Stanford starter: Michael McDonald, Casey Jacobson, Wang Xiaohui, Jayron Collins, Jason Collins

Arizona starter: Ruben Douglas, Gilbert Arenas, Richard Jefferson, Michael Wright, Loren Woods

.

This is Wang Xiaohui's first start.

It turns out that this is the starting feeling. It's pretty good.

It's really enjoyable to play earlier and feel the enthusiasm of the fans earlier.

Wang Xiaohui felt that the cells in his body were opened up in the enthusiastic cheers of the fans, comfortable!

"Hello, wang, I'm eyeing you."

Seeing Arenas, who was shorter than him in front of him, say such harsh words, Wang Xiaohui was quite proud.

I was actually targeted by the general. I was so excited. Do you want to faint?

Arenas is indeed as reported in the news, with a unique and proud personality.

However, this should be his protective color.

According to him, he actually felt a little inferior. After all, he had many setbacks in his early experiences.

But this also made him unyielding personality.

General, Agent Zero, is the lone hero in Wang Xiaohui's memory.

There should be a good skill package?

"Gilbert, you have to be careful."

"Let's see."

As he said that, Arenas began to exert force, and Wang Xiaohui was naturally not willing to be outdone.

It was just on the edge of the arc in the middle circle. Before the ball was sent out, the two of them had already fought.

...

Beep!

With a whistle, the referee threw the basketball high.

Bang!

Arizona 216-tall center Loren Woods has a very long arm and he slapped the ball back with a slap.

"yeah!"

Arizona took off the first ball first, and the fans showed off happily.

However, the competition has just begun.
To be continued...