I really don't want to win the MVP

Chapter 8 Booking Future Brokers
As soon as he stepped into the arena, Jiang Mu, who was wearing flip-flops, immediately smelled a familiar smell.

His eyes were burning like a flame.

On one side of the court, some basketball fans were playing 3v3, and the ball went out of bounds and bounced in front of Jiang Mu.

Jiang Mu reached out to catch it.

Feels great!

Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa.
Jiang Mu's dribbling speed is getting faster and faster, and the steps under his feet are getting faster and faster, and the stride length is getting bigger and bigger.

When Jiang Mu stepped onto the court and reached the three-point line, he had already joined the ball and jumped up three steps.

One step. Two steps into the air
The people playing on the court were stunned!

After Jiang Mu jumped to the highest point, the hands holding the ball suddenly came down from the height, turned his body to the left side, and then raised the ball again.

Bang!
Everyone got out of the way.

The basket was deformed and was pulled off by Jiang Mu. Fortunately, the tempered glass backboard was not broken.

The ball stand is crumbling!

"What the fuck! What did I see? Folding dunks with both hands? From the national team?"

"Is this Nima wearing flip-flops and jeans with folded dunks?"

"I'm going...I really want his slippers..."

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After landing, Jiang Mu turned and looked at Zhou Guolong.

Zhou Guolong couldn't close his mouth for a while, and it took him a while to recover.

"WCNMD Jiang Mu, you fucking paid me for the basketball stand, and if you let Lao Zhou know, you'd have to peel off my skin?"

"Do you fucking think that the basketball basket in the NBA is so strong? There's no such thing as 1 yuan today. You cleaned up here before you left the country. Grass!"

"Join my team? Otherwise, you will pay me for the loss of the ball basket and kebabs today!"

Zhou Guolong, who was playing with the burnt lamb skewers, looked distressed.

Jiang Mu: "Hey. I'm really sorry. I couldn't control it for a while."

Zhou Guolong was very curious about this matter.

"This is the first fucking time I've ever seen someone get hurt and then suddenly know he's healed without doing anything, you're a fucking freak."

"Speaking of which, you couldn't dunk when you were about to graduate from high school. Why did you suddenly become so good within a year after you went to the United States?"

"Also, there will be a game in the arena in a few days. Although I am the one who kicks off the arena, there is also a team. Don't be dishonest."

Jiang Mu didn't know how to explain to Zhou Guolong, so he nodded.

In fact, Zhou Guolong felt Jiang Mu's anxiety during this period, and Jiang Mu also felt Zhou Guolong's heartfelt joy for himself at this time.

That's basketball and bros.

Because the two were very happy, they drank more for a while.

"Longlong. How much money can your grandfather make in this arena in a year?"

Zhou Guolong: "It's about 40 to [-] yuan, mainly the membership fees at the beginning and end of the year, plus selling some water and drinks."

Jiang Mu: "Now I see that Lao Zhou doesn't come here often."

Zhou Guolong nodded and took a bite of the skewered meat.

"Old Zhou felt that he did not meet his income expectations. He did not study well at the time, so he took over directly after graduation. Lao Zhou said that he had to pursue higher goals, so he handed over the arena to me, and took the money to get it again. What about the central air conditioner, MD, I lost everything, the air conditioner in my arena has a problem, and he won’t come to fix it. If this continues, I guess he will not be my father.”

Jiang Mu: "How do you say that?"

"Let my mother divorce him."

Jiang Mu: "If I go to the NBA one day, you can be my agent, I think you are very smart here, at least you are a businessman."

Zhou Guolong laughed.

"Okay! If you enter the NBA, I will not only be your agent, but also your son."

Jiang Mu deliberately showed displeasure and said, "Don't make trouble! I'm serious!"

Zhou Guolong was taken aback by Jiang Mu's moment.

This kid won't tell the truth, right?
impossible!Absolutely impossible!
Don't you just grow taller?
Isn't it a good dunk?

Isn't it great to dribble and pass the ball?

Isn't it abnormal in terms of physical fitness?

Isn't it just a high golf quotient?
What else?
Seems like nothing...but
"No trouble! If you enter the NBA, you will get rich? Anyway, Lao Zhou has no money now. I will be your son and inherit your trillion-dollar property. I have to let my mother leave him quickly. "

The two drank more and more, and they were already a little unconscious.

"Come, come, record it as evidence. Don't wait for me to enter the NBA. You renege on it."

"Okay! If you enter the NBA, I will be your agent."

"Wait. Say it again. The recording hasn't started yet? Iron egg is...?"

"my nickname"

A week later, the Dragon Tiger Arena Club Cup basketball match began.

Whenever Zhou Guolong's Dragon and Tiger team couldn't win the game, Jiang Mu would go up and do it.

Done!
The Dragon Tigers, who were advancing all the way, easily defeated the previous defending champion.

"Wasao! Father Mu, you're awesome!"

Holding the bonus of 5 yuan, Zhou Guolong couldn't stop laughing from ear to ear.

On August 2014, 8, the day when Jiang Mu returned to Wyoming, USA.

Jiang Mu hated parting, so he went to great lengths to get his parents and sister back outside the airport, but he couldn't handle Zhou Guolong who insisted on sending them to the registration channel.

Zhou Guolong stuffed 5 yuan into Jiang Mu's bag.

"Brother! Your family is not rich, and you spend a lot of money outside. You earned this money. Take it!"

Jiang Mu was a little moved, remembering the situation when two people were blocked in a small alley and were beaten by seven or eight young people from society, and the years when the two were students. While sighing, he also knew Zhou Guolong's temperament, and the money and things he sent out were impossible. Take it back.

And this bonus...couldn't all be Zhou Guolong's, right?

Jiang Mu still nodded, and played the recording of that night again.

"If Jiang Mu enters the NBA, I and Zhou Guolong will go to the United States and act as his agent"

The two smiled at each other.

Jiang Mu turned his head and left.

Wyoming at the end of August is much cooler than in the country.

Pushing open the door of the place where he lived, Jiang Mu was immediately taken aback by the sight in front of him.

"What the fuck! Why didn't you knock on the door when you came in?"

Erwan picked up the pillow and put it against his crotch, and there was a pack of toilet paper just opened on the bed.

Jiang Mu glanced sideways at Erwan's crotch, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a disdainful arc.

"Cut a small toothpick. I'm sorry."

Erwan yelled with a dark face: "You go out first!"

Jiang Mu laughed and turned around and left Erwan's room.

"Pack up and come out, let's have a drink!"

"Drink you big-headed ghost, dead lame."

The University of Wyoming Aurora team started its first build-up on the third day after the start of the term.

The purpose of this rally is to readjust the team's personnel. Except for the old players, all students who want to join the basketball team can sign up.

After various tests, those who are expected to be selected will be retained, and then they will have a confrontation with the old players. Regardless of the outcome, the strength of a person can be seen, and the 12-man squad will be finally determined.

Old Terry shook his head, looking at the freshman basketball seedlings recruited by the sports department this year, he couldn't hide his disappointment.

　The signing is completed, and there will be two updates a day from today.

　　Ask for tickets, ask for favorites! ~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)