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Chapter 1 Have you ever played basketball?

On the tree outside the window, small turquoise leaves sway in the wind, exuding a lively interest.

It was early summer, and the warm wind was blowing, making people drowsy.

Lunch break is a fine tradition brought from the bottom of my heart, and many students don't quite understand his slightly unusual behavior.

But none of that matters anymore.

The high school studies have ended, and in a few days, everyone will go their separate ways. Maybe they met a classmate who also came from the East in college, and then a drowsy figure suddenly flashed in the depths of memory.

Oh, it turns out that I already had Huaxia classmates in high school.

By the way, what's that guy's name?What a mouthful and hard to remember!

"Qin, wake up, I'm going out to take a group photo."

In a daze, Qin Fei was awakened by a voice, and opened his eyes to see a round, fleshy white face with dark circles under his eyes that were hard to ignore.

"I sleep three hours a day, and I am more energetic than you. You said that you are a little too weak at a young age?"

The chattering fat man with a round face spoke very fast, and a bunch of words came out in an instant, which probably meant to let Qin Fei watch less movies and exercise more.

Qin Fei stared straight at the fat man with a round face, seeing him shaking his head like a giant panda who can rap, couldn't help laughing out loud.

The fat man was a little unhappy. As a class leader, he already had a lot of face in communicating with this Qin, so why did he have the nerve to laugh?Have you ever realized your mistake?He urged, "Hurry up, don't make everyone wait for you!"

Qin Fei shrugged and stood up, his tall body covered the sunlight, and the room seemed to be dark.

"Damn, why are you so tall?"

The fat man, who was less than 1.7 meters tall, wanted to cry sadly, and walked in front silently with his short legs, not looking at Qin Fei behind him.

The two walked out of the classroom one after the other, and came to the school's green garden. At this time, the students in the class had completed various single shots, double shots, and mixed shots of men and women, and only one group photo of everyone was missing.

Young men and women in the sun are laughing and playing, exuding the flavor of youth everywhere.

Standing in the front is Teacher Smith, a middle-aged man who is a bit bald.

He was standing over there smoking a cigarette, and saw Qin Fei and Kenny walking over.

Smith smiled and waved to Qin Fei.

Qin Fei is the kind of student who is well-behaved in school, has good grades, occasionally contributes to the class, has a certain sense of presence in the team but is not particularly outstanding.

Smith will not love or prejudice Qin Fei because he is Chinese, and even thinks that Qin Fei, who accidentally applied to Georgetown University, may be better than he imagined.

Qin Fei walked over to chat with Smith for a few words, and the classmates gathered together one after another. The little fat man was shouting and preparing to take a group photo for graduation.

In fact, I have taken graduation photos before, but this time it belongs to another class group activity.

The students don't need to wear doctoral uniforms, but wear all kinds of their own clothes. Many boys comb their hair to look like adults, and put on handsome suits. Bigby instantly looks a lot higher than the boys in sportswear.

The sportswear refers to Qin Fei, with short-sleeved loose sweatpants, a pair of AIR JORDAN Ⅷ on his feet, and a sleepy look.

Some girls were wearing high-heeled shoes and shiny long skirts, and their smiles were dazzling. The shy boys were blushing, but couldn't help but look away, and the corner of their heads continued to shine.

There were also some bold boys who whistled playfully when they saw the wind blowing up the corners of girls' skirts.

It's not really a hooligan, it's a way of showing love for beautiful things.

"Pooh!"

The girl blushed and turned her head away.

But there were also some bold girls who blew a kiss.

The girls pointed and commented on the boys.

There are only more than 20 people in a class, and there are about a dozen boys, tall, handsome, short, and ugly, and they are all silently ranked.

Qin Fei is special, he is the only one with yellow skin.

But he is tall and low-key, no one will take the initiative to trouble him, sitting on the steps and chatting with the little fat man.

The little fat man's name is Kenny Mesley, and he is one of the few friends of Qin Fei's four years in high school.

Fatty's grades are very good. It is said that his ancestors are part of the lineage of a certain physical scientist, but he still hopes to take the business law route, and finally applied to the University of Pennsylvania, a top ten university in the United States.

Although the grades are good, but the person is wretched enough, seeing the skirts of the girls flying is his whistle.

"Did you see, Helena blew me a kiss."

Fatty was a little excited, spring had just passed, but he felt like it was back again.

Qin Fei glanced at Helena who was blowing a kiss, and then mercilessly exposed Fatty's self-indulgence, "She blew a kiss again, to the boy on the other side."

"Grass, skittish!" The fat man was very hurt, as if he had lost his love.

A few tall and handsome male students came to Helena's side, and soon the boys and girls became one with each other. The exaggerated laughter of the boys was mixed with the silver bell-like laughter of the girls, which was in perfect harmony.

Fatty is even more uncomfortable. He wants to get over it, but he always feels that it is really embarrassing to go over now.

Qin Fei didn't think too much, he sat on the steps with his head up.

The azure blue sky was like a clean glass surface, with a few white clouds changing shapes, English songs he had never heard were playing from the speakers, and there was no square character familiar to him anywhere.

He sighed slightly, it was too difficult.

After a while, Mr. Smith called everyone to gather, and then there was a young man who took pictures and directed everyone to stand.

The girl in the front row squatted down, showing a bright smile.

Qin Fei stood in the middle, and Mr. Smith and the little fat man stood on the far side.

The students said to let the teacher stand in the middle.

Smith resolutely declined.

"You are the protagonists today, how dare the teacher steal your limelight?"

Amidst the laughter, everyone set up their positions.

It’s not as restrained as wearing a doctor’s suit to take a graduation photo. After the photo was taken with a “click”, the boys and girls let themselves go. Some even lay down on the ground to put on a playful pose, and some stood next to the boys, looking like models.

"Graduation!"

"School is over!"

"Summer vacation"

Carrying their schoolbags on one shoulder, Qin Fei and Kenny walked out of the school gate.

On the streets of New York, men in leather jackets are all wearing thin black leather suitcases under their armpits. When they are opened, they are full of various electronic watches and imported fake watches. Drifter, these may be the elite of a financial company

When the car passed by, the flying dust raised was clearly visible in the sun, choking passers-by to sneeze several times.

This is the 90s, and the infrastructure of the most developed countries is nothing more than that.Recalling that the motherland has surpassed others in a hundred years of development in just a few decades, my heart is full of pride

Mesley's house and Qin Fei's house are not far away, and on the way back, the two of them were basically talking about it, and Qin Fei listened.

When passing a park, there was the sound of a "crack" basketball hitting the ground.

Qin Fei stopped suddenly.

"What's the matter?" Kenny was a little puzzled, and followed Qin Fei's gaze. On the basketball court in the park, there were several strong black guys playing a basketball game.

The dark skin exposed in the sun reflects the color of movement.

On a bench outside the park, there was a painter with his back to them, painting for passers-by.

"Kenny?"

"Ok?"

Qin Fei turned his head and asked with a smile:

"Have you ever played basketball?"

Kenny:

Kenny was very dissatisfied. He thought that Qin Fei was talking about his short legs again, but Qin Fei was very serious. He said that there are short players under 1.7 meters in the NBA. Are they good at playing basketball?The key depends on technology.

But when he knew that Qin Fei was going to play, Kenny felt that today might be April [-]st.

"Are you kidding me? Aren't you taller? You're a little uglier than me in terms of looks. What can you do?" Kenny felt that the little friend's brain was not normal. Going to the bench to sketch with the painter was more meaningful than playing basketball?God knows what the origin of those people is?

But while speaking, Qin Fei had already walked over, holding onto the outside of the barbed wire, watching the game on the field.

There was a three-on-three match on the field, but it seemed that they had been playing for a long time. Several people were out of breath, a little tired, and felt their bodies were hollowed out.

"Qin, what exactly do you want to do?"

Kenny lowered his voice, and when he arrived at the park site, it was the mainstream export position of black culture. If he spoke too loudly, he might be scolded.

However, when two unusual people came here, they had already attracted the attention of others.

The bored black boy in the park seemed to have seen something novel, so he surrounded him unconsciously.

The little fat man is about to cry, why don't you leave?It's really unfair!

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