NBA China Light

Doing what you like, time always flies by, and after a while, the sunset hides behind the mountain.

But the slapping of the ball in the arena still didn't stop.

"bass!"

"clang!"

Zhou Ke is still repeating the simplest layups and mid-range shots, and I'm afraid I'm tired of it for others.

But there was no trace of resistance on his face, on the contrary, it was full of tireless expression.

"You boy, it really is you again!"

The management uncle appeared behind Zhou Ke on time, pretending to be angry and said loudly:
"Everyone else is on vacation, and I'm on vacation too, but you boy insist on making me work overtime, right?"

"Uncle, you go first, I'll close the door."

Zhou Ke didn't look back, and was still practicing three-pointers.

"Actually, it's not impossible to work overtime, but hey, you understand?"

The management uncle chuckled twice, with a slightly wretched expression.

After a while of silence, Zhou Ke acted as if he hadn't heard it, didn't reply a word, and continued to practice on his own.

"Cough cough!"

The uncle in charge was a little embarrassed, and he deliberately raised his voice and continued:
"Why, don't you behave so well today, shouldn't you treat uncle to a meal?"

"I'm really happy for you."

After finishing speaking, the uncle observed Zhou Ke's reaction from the corner of his eye.

Although he said so, in fact, the uncle was really happy for Zhou Ke in his heart. As an Asian, he naturally knew how difficult it was for Zhou Ke in the United States.

In the United States, where colored glasses are everywhere, Zhou Ke suffered far more than what he saw.

Even under such circumstances, Zhou Ke was able to rely on his own efforts to stand on the NCAA field, and the uncle admired him very much.

"brush!"

"."

"Let's go."

Zhou Ke put on her backpack, patted the ball, and walked outside.

"Practice as long as you want!"

The uncle immediately followed with a stride.

When they came outside the arena, the two searched for a while, and finally found a Chinese restaurant.

Although the restaurant has a small facade, the decoration is very delicate. When you walk into the store, the environment is also very beautiful, and there is quite an atmosphere in China.

"Welcome, two guests."

As soon as the two of them stepped into the store door, a sweet girl's voice echoed in their ears.

The voice is crisp and enthusiastic, making people feel like spring breeze, just listening to the voice is very comfortable.

Involuntarily, the two turned around and looked in the direction of the sound almost at the same time.

A young girl came into the eyes of the two.

The girl was about seventeen or eighteen years old, her eyes were clear and bright, and there was a warm smile on the corner of her mouth.

There was a trace of blush on the flawless white face, which looked very beautiful and delicious.

"Two?"

Under the four eyes of the woman, a blush appeared on her cheeks, and she asked in embarrassment.

"Are there two customers, please?"

"Correct."

Zhou Ke retracted his gaze and replied.

"Then invite the two guest officers to follow me."

After speaking, the woman led the two of them towards the store.

Along the way, Zhou Ke discovered that most of them are Asian, and a large part of them are Chinese.

Why do you say that?

Because the store is full of familiar Mandarin.

It seems that everyone is the same. When they come to this foreign country, they can't forget the Chinese food in their hearts.

"You two, please take a seat."

After walking for a while, the woman brought the two of them to a quieter corner.

"This is the menu of our restaurant, you choose slowly."

"Xiaoya, here is a mapo tofu!"

As soon as the woman put the menu in front of Zhou Ke, the guests at the next table started shouting.

"Okay, wait a moment, uncle."

Su Ya bowed slightly to Zhou Ke, smiled and said:

"Excuse me, guest, just choose slowly, just call me once you have chosen."

Seeing Zhou Ke nodding her head, Su Ya quickly walked towards the few people who had just yelled.

Looking at the various delicacies on the menu, Zhou Ke couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

After coming to the United States, Zhou Ke hasn't eaten Chinese food for a long time. Except for hamburger buns, there is bacon barbecue every day.

"Why, can't bear to order? I'll help you order!"

Seeing Zhou Ke's hesitation, the management uncle immediately reached out and snatched the menu.

Randomly selected a few expensive ticks.

"Waiter, order is ready."

After that, the ordered menu was sent to Su Ya's hands with lightning speed, fearing that Zhou Ke would regret it if he was a second late.

Zhou Ke just smiled slightly at this, because he was not short of money.

While waiting for the food to be served, Zhou Ke looked up for a little while.

"Good shot! It's a nuisance! It's going to be like this!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of applause from the restaurant!

"This is our Huaxia players! Let them also know that this is how our players play!"

"Fuck him!"

"Who did you look down on just now? Does your face hurt now?"

Even Su Ya, who was delivering food, saw Zhou Ke on the TV, her eyes were full of admiration and admiration.

In the store, in the central TV, the NCAA 16 games are being rebroadcasted.

TV last week Ke is leading the University of Texas to set off a counterattack wave.

A group of customers who were eating, with excitement written all over their faces, gathered in front of the TV, cheering for Zhou Ke inside.

"nice shot!"

Watching Zhou Ke on the screen and scoring a three-pointer against the defense, a wave of cheers broke out again at the scene.

"Hi sir, your food is ready"

At this time, Su Ya walked to Zhou Ke with a plate of dishes and a smile on her face.

But when she raised her head to see Zhou Ke's face carefully, her heart skipped a beat.

With a straight nose bridge and deep eyes, that face alone is no less than that of a Hollywood actor.

But what made Su Ya's heart tremble even more was that the handsome young man in front of her was exactly the same as the high-spirited young man on the TV!
"Wow, Zhou Ke, you didn't treat me badly for this meal. Look at how well you fight. Shouldn't you invite me to dinner?"

The management uncle next to him picked up a chicken leg and said intentionally or unintentionally.

"I didn't expect that you are really amazing."

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention. As soon as the management uncle finished speaking, the hotel, which was still full of excitement just now, suddenly fell silent.

The next moment, the eyes of the entire hotel turned towards Zhou Ke almost at the same time, full of disbelief and surprise.

"Have you never seen someone eat chicken drumsticks? Why are you looking at me?"

The management uncle looked blank, looking up at these gazes, a little at a loss.

He even held the chicken leg tighter in his hand, for fear that others would have other thoughts about his chicken leg.

"Sir, are you Zhou Ke?"

Beside her, Su Yaxiang opened her lips slightly, looking a little surprised, and her questioning tone was full of expectation.

Facing the eyes of the audience, Zhou Ke calmly put down the chopsticks in his hand, and simply nodded