December 25th is a special day.

For thousands of businesses, this is the day when year-end promotions and double holidays come, and they can make a fortune; for countless young couples in the world, this is a big meal and find a comfortable hotel. The day when the sheets were rolled; and for the players of the Hwaseong University basketball team, this day is a crucial day for the final match of the CUBA qualifiers!

"What's a'critical day'..." In the indoor court, Huang Xiaoke said listlessly while completing the shooting task, "The qualifiers are based on a points system, and our points are long enough for us to qualify! Let me say, our last game The game can completely save energy, just mix it up until the end of the time! No matter whether it wins or loses, we can all advance anyway."

His proposal evoked the agreement of many players.

Cuba is divided into three main parts: provincial preliminaries, regional competitions and national competitions. The qualifiers are held in the last three months of each year. The top two of the qualifiers are automatically promoted to the next year’s regional competition, and the top four in the four divisions are promoted to the national competition... every year, every year, every year, every year, until the end , People are tired and tired, and no amount of energy is enough.

As soon as Huang Xiaoke's words fell, coach Wu's stern scolding sounded behind them: "Huang Xiaoke! You are getting itchy again, aren't you?! What are you going for, is the arena where you are going to go for fun?? "

Huang Xiaoke was so frightened that he was singled out by the assistant coach and he was fined to run 50 laps around the basketball court.

He didn't dare to resist, who made him owe it?

"Okay, everyone else stops and gathers!" Coach Wu blew the whistle and called a dozen players on the court in front of him. Huang Xiaoke also wanted to move forward, but was kicked on the **** by Coach Wu. Let him run honestly.

Huang Xiaoke let out a cry, and continued to run in circles amidst the laughter of everyone.

Seventeen young men up and down two meters tall stood in two rows with their heads high. Coach Wu looked at the "pawn" he brought out proudly, and said with satisfaction: "Yes, tomorrow is the last game of the qualifiers. Even if we have the advantage of the game, we must not slack off!-to you. A news, tomorrow, a big man is coming."

"Big guy?" "What big guy?"

A dozen pairs of eyes looked at each other, everyone's face was written with curiosity.

"Could it be..." someone cried out in surprise, "could it be a scout?!!!"

Scouts, as the name suggests, are hunters who discover outstanding seedlings on the field. Their job is similar to that of scouts, but scouts are active in the streets and alleys, and scouts appear beside the stadium.

"...Wirthful." Coach Wu snorted, "A small regional qualifier, do you think the scouts will come?"

Well, the old warrior is right. Scouts rarely appear in the CUBA arena, usually only in the last few games of the national competition to see them.

"Coach, who else can be called a'big man'?" Captain Liu Fangzhou asked everyone's question.

"This person is not only a big person, but also a big person who is closely related to you." Coach Wu rarely saw the appearance of a two-point smile, and the silver whistle on his chest was shining. He stopped selling it and said the answer directly, "——Yes Feng Xiang."

"What?! Feng Xiang is coming?"

"It's Captain Feng!"

"Fuck, Brother Feng!!!"

Feng Sang is a star player from their Hwaseong University. There are not many young players who participate in the CBA draft under the recommendation of scouts every year, and there are even fewer players who can really enter the big clubs and participate in the first league. There are fewer than three in a year. Feng Xiang is like the protagonist in the starting point novel. Before graduating from his undergraduate degree, he was spotted by scouts. He entered the Hwaseong Men's Basketball Team with a high profile as the No. 1 pick in the draft. He played for five years and won the MVP for two years!

It is no exaggeration to say that Feng Sang is the idol of all the members of the Hwaseong University basketball team. This group of men chasing the stars is even more exaggerated than the girls.

Feng Xiang's left eyebrow is a "broken eyebrow", and a conspicuous white scar splits the entire eyebrow into two, which makes him unrestrained. It is said that he had beaten his opponents to the ground with 1 enemy 2 on the field, and was beaten by people after the game, which left a scar on the brow bone.

Huang Xiaoke has already planned, in order to welcome the arrival of the idol, he will shave the middle of his eyebrows tomorrow! !

As soon as his plan was uttered, Liu Fangzhou immediately drew a merciless ridicule: "Fuck you, a fan of the brain, chasing the stars, do you think you can get closer to the idol by shaving your eyebrows?"

Huang Xiaoke was blushing with embarrassment, and said loudly: "I shave mine, I am happy!"

The players roared with laughter, and the whole basketball team was filled with a kind of restless enthusiasm. Everyone worked up ten thousand points and prepared to welcome the arrival of the idol.

However, when everyone was discussing the matter lively, there was a person who was very worried, even the smile on his face floated on the surface, and followed everyone vaguely nodding and applauding. It was obvious that his thoughts drifted elsewhere.

And this person is Meng Yufan.

"What's the matter with you?" Xu Dong, a marginal figure on the team, noticed his absent-mindedness. Xu Dong hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and asked, "In a bad mood?"

"Ah?...Oh, no, I'm thinking about something else." Meng Yu shook his head perfunctorily, and walked to the side of the basket with the basketball in his arms.

Xu Dong followed and asked: "You have been very distracted recently. Do you think Coach Wu and the other coaches can't notice it?"

"..."

"What's the matter?" Xu Dong asked, "You scored a few goals in the last game, and the coach directly replaced you as a cold bench in the second half. If you want to be so muddled, what about your next game?"

Meng Yufan stubbornly refused to speak.

Xu Dong saw that he didn't buy in, so he didn't bother to go in circles with him. He raised his right hand, drew a circle on his left wrist with his fingers, and asked Meng Yufan: "It's because of ‘this’, right?"

Meng Yufan was startled and blurted out: "How do you know?"

"Everyone in the team knows it." Xu Dong said helplessly, "You put on a small rubber band not long ago, and you didn't even take it off when you took a shower after training. You were screaming all the time; as a result, one day suddenly, the rubber band on your wrist disappeared. Everyone suspected that you broke up, but I was afraid of irritating you, so I didn't dare to ask you directly." He lowered his voice and asked, "You and Yang Xiao..."

"——We didn't break up." Meng Yufan interrupted him immediately, "We...There are indeed some problems between us, but it is absolutely impossible for us to break up."

He bit the word "absolutely impossible" very hard, but the more sure he was, Xu Dongyue suspected that the two were already standing on the edge of the cliff.

The relationship between siblings and siblings is difficult, especially when one of them is already working and the other is still in the ivory tower. There will only be more conflicts between various concepts. If one party is "tired", then the relationship will be shattered at any time.

He was so hard-talking that Xu Dong couldn't say anything more. He could only pat his shoulder and quietly wish Meng Yufan's relationship smoothly in his heart.

After Xu Dong left, Meng Yufan dragged a full basket of basketballs, standing mechanically outside the three-point line, shooting one by one. With distracting thoughts and wild thoughts, he naturally missed the shot.

A basket of fifty basketballs were all shot, and only one or two of them actually made the basket-and his normal three-point line shooting percentage was at least 60%.

He is so bad, so bad, so bad.

The boy looked at the orange-red basketballs rolling all over the basketball court, and a deep sense of frustration surged up.

He can't even hit the basket now, how can he hit Sister Xiaoxiao's heart?

...

The moon sets and the sun rises, and it is the day of the game in a blink of an eye.

The game is set in the afternoon. The players have an appointment with Coach Wu. After the game, they will not go to dinner, sing K, or go back to school with the bus to rest. They have already made arrangements for Christmas Eve. Spend with friends!

Coach Wu couldn't laugh or cry. He looked at the dozen boys in front of him, and he felt like he was looking at a dozen pigs preparing for cabbage.

Coach Wu asked: "Okay, since you have your own arrangements, then I won't force it." He frowned suddenly and asked questioningly, "...Whoever of you explain to me, how do your eyebrows get back? thing?"

I don’t know what behaviorism these little boys are doing. More than half of them shaved their left eyebrows! The original straight and jagged eyebrows broke off from the middle, turning into a weird "broken eyebrow".

Huang Xiaoke subconsciously covered his eyebrows and looked at Liu Fangzhou who also covered his eyebrows.

Huang Xiaoke winked his eyes: "Captain, what a coincidence?"

Liu Fangzhou coughed: "Ah...what...what a coincidence."

Huang Xiaoke tusk: "I didn't see the'what a coincidence', this is obviously'really fragrant', right?"

Coach Wu looked at the group of star chasers under his hand and felt that his face was lost. It seemed to him that only Meng Yufan made him worry: Meng Yufan's eyebrows were well-groomed on the brow bones, not broken, not broken, or missing.

"Very calm, Meng Yufan." Coach Wu patted him vigorously on the shoulder and praised him, "Knowing that Feng Xiang is coming to watch the game, he can still be so calm, not bad!!"

Meng Yufan has been wandering beyond the sky, only then "wake up", and let out a blank voice: "...what, Brother Feng is coming?"

Coach Wu: "..."

Okay, he thought Meng Yufan was the most worry-free one, but now it seems that he is the most worry-free one!

In this game, Hwaseong University has the home court advantage. In addition to coming to cheer for them, Feng Xiang personally came to the scene, and another purpose was to go back to his alma mater to see and visit former teachers and coaches.

Feng Xiang is a well-known rising star player in the CBA industry. Last season, he led the Hwaseong team to win the CBA championship. His style of play is distinctive, he is bold and unrestrained, and he has attracted a wave of fans. A well-informed fan knew in advance that he was going back to his alma mater to watch the game. He stayed outside the basketball court early, holding a high-priced ticket bought from the scalper, and couldn't wait to see his idol.

Yang Xiao held a pale yellow ticket and squeezed into the crowd. What he heard in his ears was all about Feng Xiang. Yang Xiao not only knows Feng Xiang's height and weight jersey number shooting percentage, but also knows how many of his girlfriends are now in the window period...

Those who share these gossips are the two young girls behind Yang Xiao. The two of them are fully armed from head to toe, wear masks, and carry huge camera bags. This dress looks like "Sister Standing".

It is worthy of being a well-known "traffic athlete" in the circle. This battle is no less than that of the young niche in the entertainment circle.

One of the sisters at the station noticed the pale yellow ticket in Yang Xiao's hand, her eyes lit up, and she immediately came over to talk.

"Sister, do you have an infield ticket?"

"...Huh?" Yang Xiao was dumbfounded. He only heard that there will be infield tickets for the concert. How come there are infield tickets for a basketball game?

It turned out that because of the large number of spectators in this game, a special "inside staff viewing area" was set up. Each team member can receive three cards and give them to relatives, friends, and lovers. It is said that Feng Xiang will sit in this area when the time comes.

The bidding price of the infield tickets is very high, but there is always a price but no market. Who would be willing to resell the tickets given by the players to outsiders?

Sister Zhan asked enviously: "Sister, who gave you this ticket?"

Yang Xiao smiled and replied: "My boyfriend."

These four words calmly rolled around on the tip of her tongue, and when they landed, they were crisp and loud, with pride and pride that she hadn't noticed.

Without waiting for her to digest this emotion, there was a flurry of restlessness from the crowd afterwards——

From a distance, a tall man walked quickly. He wore a loose long down jacket with wide open zippers, revealing his sturdy body wrapped in sportswear. He did not wear a peaked cap, nor did he wear any accessories that could cover his face, such as a mask or sunglasses, so he calmly exposed himself to the sight of all the audience.

He is very tall, much higher than that of ordinary people. As he approached step by step, the crowd was like separated sea water, automatically giving way to both sides.

——It is Feng Xiang.

"Meeting again, everyone." He was familiar with his tone, not as if he was talking to fans, but as if he was greeting a friend he had known for many years. He tilted his head, and his chin moved in the direction of the stadium, "I'm going in, see you inside."

After all, under the **** of the security guard, Tibu left along the VIP passage.

Because the crowd was so crowded, he and Yang Xiao were very close for a while, even if they just passed by, the aggressive smell of cologne spread over him quickly.

It was also at that moment that Feng Xiang's eyes happened to pass over Yang Xiao, and his eyes were relatively short for a second. The man raised his eyebrows at her, revealing a slightly playful smile.

... Yang Xiao finally understood why Feng Xianghui became a "traffic athlete".

Because he is really attractive.

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