NBA: Are you crazy, you call this a substitute?

Chapter 108 Give some face
In the shopping mall, Gan Meng sneaked out of the fitting room in a skirt.

"It's so short and chilly!"

"Why don't you feel chilly in sports shorts?"

"It's different, it feels windy!"

Chu Feng understood in seconds.

"Shall I block the wind for you with my hands?"

"Ah, senior, you are so annoying!"

Gan Meng shrank back again.

"No, I haven't seen you in a skirt yet!"

Chu Feng pushed the door open and looked in.

I saw Gan Meng wearing a pleated skirt, because he is 1.8 meters tall and is still an athlete.

The largest pleated skirt was actually too short for her, and traces of purple could be seen.

Gan Meng blushed and pushed Chu Feng: "Get out, I'll change back into sweatpants. Let's go buy a pair of safety pants first."

"Why, this is very good, you will wear this at home from now on."

Chu Feng was not pushed away, but squeezed in to appreciate it.

After a while, the two walked around the mall and began to purchase a large number of various clothes.

Chu Feng is very thick-skinned, and went to the underwear store with Gan Meng, but the waiter here did not let Chu Feng enter the fitting room.

Chu Feng could only wait blindly inside.

And at this moment, another tall and handsome guy came in with a little sister.

The man is close to two meters tall, while the girl is only 1.6 meters five.

This height difference makes Chu Feng's eyes twitch as he looks like a father and daughter.

What kind of mentality is it for a person who is two meters tall to find a girlfriend who is [-]?
The man was talking to his girlfriend when he saw Chu Feng, his eyes lit up.

"Master Chu Feng!"

"Uh……"

"Boss, why are you also in an underwear store? You opened this store?" the man asked excitedly.

The girl stepped on him and said, "Are you stupid? He must have come with his girlfriend."

The man reacted, a little embarrassed.

Realizing that he was reckless, he quickly said: "I am a player of the Qingzhou provincial team, Song Qiao, and we will play tomorrow."

"So coincidentally?"

Chu Feng didn't expect that he would meet his opponent ahead of time.

But Chu Feng realized that something was wrong: "Aren't you guys going to compete tomorrow? Didn't you train hard today to find a better way to fight?"

"Damn, our goal is to pass the knockout round. The goal is to be in the top eight, but we don't have the strength to win the championship. You are too fierce. We discussed it all afternoon and felt that it was impossible to beat you. We might as well make fun of it when the time comes."

Chu Feng understood, and suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.

After playing so many matches, which one of his opponents didn't exhaust their brains to resist fate?
Then he slapped them into the dust, making them accept reality.

Unexpectedly, the team for tomorrow's game will be in a bad position.

This was something he had never seen before.

"You can fight for it, maybe you win?" Chu Feng asked.

"Win what, do you think we can win?"

"Uh..." Chu Feng couldn't answer those words.

Even if it is the favorite to win the championship, he is not afraid.

"Tomorrow's game, the boss must be less cruel, let us get some points, please. There are no foreigners in our team, so don't beat us too badly." Song Qiao said pitifully.

His girlfriend stepped on him again: "Good luck!"

As he said that, his girlfriend looked at Chu Feng with a smile, and took out her bag and pen: "Chu Feng, can you sign me, I'm your fan."

The corner of Chu Feng's mouth twitched.

Please!

Your boyfriend is also a player, can you show him some face.

What does it mean to ask me to sign in person?
"I'm not a star, am I?"

"Forget it, you've become popular. Many girls in our class are looking for your poster!"

Chu Feng patted his head.

Oh yes!

Periphery is also a business, and he actually forgot about it.

I can make money again!
"Thank you for the reminder!" Chu Feng thanked.

Eh?
What did I remind you?
"Are you going to make a poster?" the girl asked.

"Well, but your boyfriend..."

"I don't mind, I'm also your fan, but I don't have a wallet, why don't you sign my clothes?" Song Qiao asked excitedly.

"Someone told me about your plan. I don't agree with others, but I believe you can succeed. At that time, you will be as proud as Yaoming."

Yaoming is indeed the pride of the Chinese people and an international superstar.

But Chu Feng has higher requirements.

But he didn't say that to everyone.

"Thank you for your trust!"

After chatting for a few words, Gan Meng came out. She didn't buy anything and registered at the front desk for a long time.

After getting to know each other, the two parties parted ways.

Song Qiao said loudly: "Idol, you must show some face tomorrow, please."

"What happened?" Gan Meng asked.

On the way, Chu Feng explained the situation.

Gan Meng couldn't laugh or cry.

"But this is normal. You are an idiot if you have to work hard if you can't beat. Moreover, the news of your playing with President Song's team has also leaked out. Several teams will put on a normal mentality when facing you, that is, The two championship teams should pay attention." Gan Meng said.

Chu Feng's main focus is on the management of business and personal fame, and he doesn't know much about his opponents.

But it's not a big problem.

"There is still a long way to go to the final, I have enough players.

"You don't buy anything?" Chu Feng asked.

"It's too much. I chose a few styles that I feel are quite comfortable. I plan to add some money and customize it." Gan Meng said a little embarrassed.

That's the bad thing about athletes.

If you are too tall, it is not convenient to buy clothes.

And she's not just tall.

After shopping around, I informed Zhou Lin to help negotiate with Dante about personal surroundings, and there was no need for Chu Feng to follow up on the rest.

He is the boss, not a wage earner, so there is no need to keep an eye on everything.

Going back to the rental house with Gan Meng, Chu Feng couldn't wait to let her change into cool clothes, but he didn't do anything, he just closed the curtains, had supper with Gan Meng, and watched TV.

Living a comfortable life, Chu Feng is also thinking about the task of 10 fans and 10 tickets.

The number of his Weiju fans has reached 19. Obviously, the fans judged by the system are different from the amount of attention shown by Weiju.

Chu Feng began to wonder whether these 19 fans were being overwhelmed by Weibo.

Otherwise, why is there no prompt in the system?
"It doesn't matter, it will develop step by step, and it will be there soon."

Chu Feng was not in a hurry.

Seeing that, Chu Feng prepared to go to bed early.

"Senior, you..." Gan Meng couldn't get used to seeing Chu Feng resting so early.

"Tomorrow we will play a game, we will adjust today." Chu Feng said.

"Cut!" Gan Meng turned over and ignored Chu Feng.

Seeing her reaction, Chu Feng panicked.

Shouldn't it?

Gan Meng is still more than ten years away from Ben San, so it shouldn't be so dangerous, right?

At this time, the phone rang.

After Chu Feng connected, he sat up suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Gan Meng was taken aback.

"Someone is messing with me, trying to maliciously edit my video!" Cold sweat broke out on Chu Feng's forehead.

It's late at night, everyone is going to bed, how can I hear this kind of news.

"who is it?"

"I don't know, who would foolishly reveal their identity if they did something bad?"

Chu Feng smiled wryly.

"Do you want to trick Boss Shen again and let him solve it?" Gan Meng had a bad thought.

(End of this chapter)