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Chapter 11 Son, You Are Black
In the next few days, Xu Hao and Mu Zhuang would carry Cheng Siyu to the court to practice ball every afternoon after school. Cheng Siyu did not carry the ball as usual and was scolded like a dog by Mu Zhuang.However, it is undeniable that they not only play the ball well, but also teach others how to play. Xu Hao's dribbling is obviously much better than before, and he can even do some tricks.

Seeing how the two friends felt good about themselves, Xu Hao didn't intend to tell them that he would actually train in the system every night when he went to bed, to continue to consolidate what he learned during the day, and learn something else by the way.

Xu Hao looked at his own ratings in various aspects of the system almost every day, especially in terms of ball control. He soon discovered that the system did not lie to him. In reality, his dribbling in training rose from 15 to 27 in just a few days. , this is already a big improvement for a rookie.On the contrary, the shooting that is only practiced in the virtual court has only increased from 31 to 32, which can be said to be better than nothing, and there has been no change in other aspects, causing the overall personal score to stagnate.

But Xu Hao didn't feel anxious because of this. The system told him that this was a normal situation, because it is impossible for a person to improve in all aspects at the same time, and it is impossible for a sudden qualitative change in the ability of a certain aspect. It is not surprising that the score remains the same.

Except after school in the afternoon, as long as the teacher arranges free activities in the physical education class every week, Xu Hao will always go to the court to practice under the sun, instead of chatting and farting under the shade of a tree like most people.The summer sun in Hong Kong City is very poisonous, which also made Xu Hao's complexion darken a degree in a short period of time, and he is no longer the white-faced scholar he used to be.

Xu Hao is very satisfied with the change of his skin color. He has never thought that boys with fair skin are worth showing off. The slightly dark skin like now looks more sunny. Every morning when he brushes his teeth, he feels that he is a little more handsome. .

Of course, Xu Hao forgets that he has a sequelae of being black, and he has to face the cross-examination of his parents.

Among the three years of high school, the first year of high school is obviously the easiest, but as the most powerful school in Hong Kong City, Hong Kong City No. [-] Middle School will never generously give students two days off a week.After three self-study classes on Saturday afternoon, Xu Hao slowly packed up his things and walked to the bus station with Mu Zhuang. As for Cheng Siyu, the young master naturally had a private car to pick him up.

Xu Hao and Mu Zhuang don't live very close to each other, but it's easy to take the bus.But they were not idle in the car either. They exchanged words with each other about their basketball skills and also discussed the NBA regular season.This year Yao Ming has just entered the NBA as the No. [-] pick, causing China to instantly gain countless Rockets fans, of course Xu Hao and Mu Zhuang are among them.

However, in addition to the Rockets, they also have teams they support. Mu Zhuang's idol is "Stone Buddha" Duncan, and the Spurs, who are in the same division as the Rockets, are his belief.Xu Hao was influenced by his father Xu Ansheng, and he still misses the Bulls dynasty that won two and three consecutive championships. Even now that Jordan has put on the Wizards jersey, he is naturally not convinced by the Spurs.

But the journey is always short, even if Xu Hao and Mu Zhuang are talking nonsense, someone will always get off the bus first.After Mu Zhuang got off the bus, the bus passed another seven stops. Xu Haocai walked home while twisting his neck that was a little stiff due to the crowd. Imagining continued to practice his dribbling, passers-by also cast doubtful glances at this high school student who looked a little mentally disturbed, and some uncles and aunts shook their heads regretfully.

Xu Hao ignored their eyes, and recalled some movements he had learned on his own, but before he could finish recalling, he had already walked to the door of the house.Xu Hao’s family background is very ordinary. His father, Xu Ansheng, is a small civil servant, and his mother, Xia Jing, is an accountant of a state-owned enterprise. It is just right for a family of three to live, but there is no extra space for them to do other things, and the study room does not exist at all.

Xu Hao has always been more in charge of his mother at home. Although Xia Jing has the word "Jing" in her name, she is the head of the family who works neatly and is strict with her husband and son.Xu Ansheng and his son are more like friends. Xu Hao is influenced by him when watching basketball games. He usually covers his son not once or twice. Unfortunately, he has to work overtime today and will have to come back later.

Xu Hao took out the key from his pocket, and as soon as he opened the door, he shouted: "Mom, I'm back!"

As a result, Xia Jing was greeted with an extremely shocked expression. She opened her mouth wide and almost dropped the bowls and chopsticks in her hand to the ground.Xu Hao stretched out his arm and looked, except for a little bit of darkness, it seems that there is no major problem...

The two of them stood still for a while, then Xia Jing put the dishes and chopsticks on the dining table shivering, then rushed up to her son, pulling her son to look left and right, as if she didn't recognize him.After watching for a long time, Xia Jing finally said something: "Son, are you going to have physical education in every class this week? Why do I feel like you just came back from Africa?"

Xu Hao put down his schoolbag nonchalantly, picked up a piece of chicken, stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "It's not that serious... I just went out to play ball with my classmates for a while this week. How could you tell me?" so exaggerated?"

Xia Jing put her hands on her chest and snorted, "Are you sure you just hit him for a while? Will you be exposed to the sun after a while?"

Xu Hao scratched his head with the other hand, and said in a low voice, "It's time...it's a little longer than a while...Basically, it's an hour after school every afternoon. As long as the physical education class is free, all of them are playing ball. ..."

"Go every day? Did you finish the homework assigned by the teacher every day? Did you consciously do the workbook after the homework was done? It is a good thing to exercise more, and my mother is not so unreasonable, but now you still have to focus on learning. Lord, after all, you are a high school student, and the most important thing is to get into a good school in the college entrance examination, just play sports or something, understand?"

Xu Hao sighed secretly, and responded with a low eyebrow.He knew very well that if he confessed his plan to his mother, it would still be a question of whether he could enter the house next week.It seems that I have to talk to my father about this matter, and I should discuss it with him quietly after he comes home from get off work, otherwise my mother's temper can't be supported by myself!
(End of this chapter)