Chapter 52
Stackhouse scored the first point for the 76ers, and the battle was not intense.

Unlike the Knicks vs. Bulls yesterday, the game was full of gunpowder from the very beginning.

Celtics defender Daye first made the fans cheer and scream with an extraordinary dunk.

In the next round, Iverson used a huge disguise to surpass Daye and hit a jumper with an emergency stop.

As soon as the 76ers scored a goal, the excited fans around Yan Song calmed down.

When the Celtics scored, they were dancing with excitement.

Yan Song couldn't help but want to laugh out loud looking at the Celtics fans whose faces changed so quickly.

He didn't want to be with them, Yan Song came for Iverson.

"Come on, Iverson!"

Yan Song cheered when Iverson scored a goal, and the people around him quickly looked at this unusual boy.

"Fuck, what are you doing? This is the home court of the Green Army."

"Then what's the matter? My brother just likes him, you can't control him."

At this time, Yan Yaqi became a brother-protecting madman, making faces at the uncle who just spoke.

Although Yan Song's yell caused a lot of repercussions, Iverson didn't hear it.

After the two quarters of Lien Chan, the cameraman showed the fans the camera while the players were resting.

It was at this moment that the photographer spotted Yan Song in the crowd.

Immediately, the angle of view was increased, and the big screen at home was full of Yan Song's figure.

Seeing himself being projected on the big screen, Yan Song waved his hand at the camera somewhere, which also caused some commotion.

Iverson also found Yan Song at this time, looked in that direction, and blew a kiss.

The two cherish each other, but Yan Yaqi can't stand it.

It's disgusting, two big men actually blow kisses, is there any mistake?

Yan Yaqi dared to think but didn't dare to say it, he was afraid that his brother would beat him up on the spot, and she would lose all face.

"Brother, who is he to you?"

"Brother, also master."

Yan Song still waved his hands, and the time when Iverson gave himself devil training appeared in his mind.

It was also at that time that Yan Song named Iverson Ai Torture.

Because Iverson seemed to have to train himself to death before he would give up, the nickname came from this, and the past time is gone forever.

...

In the end, the 76ers beat the Celtics by 2 points.

After the game, Yan Song took his sister to find Iverson.

At this time, Iverson seemed to be growing his hair and wanted to do what hairstyle.

"Yo, when did you have your little girlfriend?"

Iverson joked that he didn't know that this girl was Yan Song's younger sister,
Yan Song chuckled, pressed Yan Yaqi who was gnashing his teeth, and laughed.

"This is my sister."

"Huh? You still have a younger sister? I remember you don't have any family?"

Iverson was straightforward, and Yan Song had black lines on his face. Although there was nothing wrong with what he said, it sounded a little weird.

Yan Song was afraid that Iverson would misunderstand, so he explained the ins and outs of the matter clearly.

Iverson rubbed his chin, looking at the short sister who only reached Yan Song's waist.

"Little sister Yan, how tall are you?"

"I am 1.4 meters three."

"So short?"

Iverson touched Yan Yaqi's dumb hair and laughed.

"Don't touch me, I'm only 13 years old, I'm tall, okay?"

Seeing the opponent lose his temper, Iverson took off his jersey, signed it, and threw it to Yan Yaqi.

"Goodbye!"

"bye!"

The two bid farewell, Yan Yaqi felt disgusted holding the sweaty jersey.

"Keep it in your collection, maybe you can sell it for hundreds of thousands in the future."

Yan Song made a joke, but Yan Yaqi took it seriously.

He folded the jersey neatly and put it in his bag, protecting it so that no one would snatch it away.

"It turned out to be a little money fan."

Yan Song made a joke, and led his sister out of the arena.

After hearing Yan Song's words, Yan Yaqi said with some doubts.

"Who is not a money fan? If you don't have money, you can't do anything."

Yan Song was speechless, what her sister said was right, a penny beats a hero, and there is nothing wrong with loving money, anyway, she spends her own money.

After leaving the arena and having dinner with his younger sister, Yan Song admired his younger sister Yan Yaqi's appetite.

At the arena, she ate so much that she could still eat it.

Yan Song suddenly understood why his parents abandoned Yan Yaqi, probably because you ate too much and made the family poor, so they didn't want you.

Considering his sister's self-esteem, Yan Song did not tell her what he thought, but led her into a nearby barber shop.

Yan Song wants to cut off his long hair, because when he sweats, the sweat will always wet his hair, and the bangs block his vision, and it is uncomfortable to stick it on his forehead.

"What kind of haircut does the handsome guy want?"

"Short, get a perm, don't make your hair limp, it doesn't look good."

After Yan Song explained, he looked at his sister holding the booklet for choosing hair dye, and said.

"You are not allowed to dye your hair. You can cut it or perm it, but you can't dye it."

"what?"

Yan Yaqi acted coquettishly again, Yan Song turned her head, there was no room for discussion.

Yan Yaqi had no choice but to obey her brother's order, and also chose to have her hair permed.

The barber took the scissors and cut off the long hair in a swish, and then permed the hair according to Yan Song's request.

A few hours later, Yan Song, who had changed his appearance, took Yan Yaqi, who was still smug, out the door.

"Brother, do you think my hair looks good?"

"It's not good-looking, it's ugly."

After Yan Song finished speaking, he ran away, and Yan Yaqi chased after him angrily.

No matter how hard the little girl tries, even if she can't catch up with Yan Song who walks like flying.

In the end Yan Song tripped Yan Yaqi and laughed triumphantly.

The little girl sat on the ground and began to think about life.

There is no way to live this day, but my brother is so rich that she is willing to beat herself with money.

"Don't make trouble for you, go back to New York."

After all, Yan Song brought up his sister.

"Why go back to New York, let's play again."

"Don't think about playing, go back to New York and find a school for you to study and go to school."

The words fall.

Yan Yaqi felt as if she had been struck by five thunderbolts, she was so demented that she couldn't speak.

After a long time, the two had already boarded the car, and Yan Yaqi was relieved.

"I don't want to go to school."

"Then what do you want?"

Yan Yaqi didn't say a word, but I could see that you were thinking, but you didn't think about it for a long time.

"If you can't figure it out, go to school. If you are only 13 years old and don't study, you will have no knowledge to use. I am doing this for your own good."

After Yan Song finished speaking, he raised his head.

Yan Yaqi looked at her elder brother who was the same as her parents, the one who was born was definitely her own.

Even her tone of voice and words are the same, but Yan Yaqi really doesn't want to go to school, she always finds it boring.

But she can't beat her elder brother, and she relies on his elder brother to support her. If Yan Song is pushed into a hurry and kicks herself out of the house, it will be over!

In the end, the two agreed that Yan Yaqi would finish college, and Yan Song would prepare a big gift for her younger sister as a graduation gift, and that was the end of the matter.

(End of this chapter)

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