Basketball boy, starting to shine from the slam dunk

One in.

As soon as he entered the school gate, Zhuang Yu found that others looked at him in a wrong way, as if there were flowers on his face.

When he got to Class 8 classroom, Zhuang Yu was surprised again. There were a lot of things on his desk, including bread, siu mai, shrimp dumplings, and milk.

What happened?

"Zhuang Yu." Zhao Yuanhao has already arrived, pulling Zhuang Yu to wink, "I told you yesterday that you're going to have good luck. Look, the peach blossoms are all in a string."

Zhuang Yu was puzzled and asked, "What's going on?"

"Hey." Zhao Yuanhao said with a chuckle, "Several groups of girls from other classes came to look for you in the morning, and seeing that you weren't here, they put down their things and left disappointed." He lowered his voice, "By the way, there are still There are a few love letters, I put them in the drawer for you."

Zhuang Yu lowered his head to look in the drawer, and sure enough there were a few folded pieces of paper, pink letterhead paper, which seemed to be from the hands of a girl.

This made him dumbfounded: "Just because I played a game, so many girls gave me things, and there are... small notes?"

"Yeah." Zhao Yuanhao nodded and explained: "The key is that we played Class 3 in yesterday's game. You not only won Class 3, but you also defeated Xiao Qingyang. Tsk tsk, Xiao Qingyang is also unlucky. There are three games in the group stage. You averaged 30+ per game, and in the end they all made wedding dresses for you. Now you are almost becoming a man of the hour in our No. [-] middle school, surpassing Xiao Qingyang in the limelight."

Even though it was just a game, Zhuang Yu's performance was too amazing, he overwhelmed Xiao Qingyang, and made Xiao Qingyang's fans turn around and all fell to Zhuang Yu's side.

What is breakfast, a small note...

What Xiao Qingyang experienced before was Zhuang Yu's turn.

Looking at the pile of things, Zhuang Yu didn't know what to do, so he had to ask Zhao Yuanhao for help: "Fatty, what should I do?"

"It's not easy. I'll help you if you can't finish eating. As for the love letter..." Halfway through the sentence, Zhao Yuanhao suddenly felt a chill behind his back, and looked back at Zhang Yuan staring at him with cold eyes, " Fuck, I almost forgot about her."

ahem...

The fat man coughed twice, and said, "As for the love letter, let's forget it, let's burn it. These girls really don't know that you focus on your studies, you are obsessed with basketball, and you don't want to fall in love?" The latter sentence is for Zhang Yuan.

Obviously, Zhuang Yu had no idea about Zhang Yuan, and he didn't know how to refuse. After all, he was in the same class and saw each other every day. It would be embarrassing if he couldn't handle it well.

"That's right, the studies are so heavy, I still have to practice ball, how can I have the heart to fall in love." Zhuang Yu gave the fat man a thumbs up, thinking that the fat man still has a way, not only to deal with these things, but also to help himself reject Zhang Yuan.

When the news gets out, other girls will be able to retreat. Zhuang Yu is busy and has no time to fall in love.

"Zhuang Yu, someone is looking for you."

At this moment, a classmate shouted.

another one?

The fat man turned his head to look, and saw a tall, slim girl standing at the door, with a slight smile, it bloomed like a hundred flowers, making people dazzled.

She was actually the beauty of a middle school, the goddess of ponytail An Xin.

"Hiss..." Fatty exclaimed, and couldn't help but gasp, "Could it be that even senior sister An Xin has taken a fancy to Zhuang Yu?"

For a moment, the entire Class 8 students looked at Zhuang Yu. The boys' eyes were full of envy and hatred, while the girls' eyes were full of surprise and resentment, such as Zhang Yuan.

This is senior sister An Xin.

Zhuang Yu was also a little surprised, it was Zhao Yuanhao who pushed him, and said in a low voice, "Hurry up, don't make Senior An Xin wait too long."

"Oh." Zhuang Yu came back to his senses and came to the door. Facing the beautiful school girl, he couldn't help but quicken his heart, and asked, "Senior, what do you want from me?"

An Xin giggled, deliberately teasing her junior: "You don't remember me? I do remember you, we met before."

what?

Zhuang Yu's expression changed, could it be the Internet cafe?Could it be that An Xin remembered that day? It's the end of the day.

No, I wasn't caught red-handed.

Thinking in this way, Zhuang Yu regained his confidence. Anyway, he refused to admit it, and said bravely: "I'm sorry, senior sister, I don't remember."

"Really?" An Xin squinted her beautiful eyes, "I don't blame you, it was too dark that day, so you probably didn't see me. But, it's true that you smashed the backboard, right?"

"Damn it." Zhuang Yu was dumbfounded. It turned out that An Xin saw not only the time when he climbed over the wall, but also the time when he dunked the backboard.

It's over, which one should I explain?

"You not only damaged the backboard, but also ran away. If you report this to the Academic Affairs Office, the whole school will report and criticize it." Satisfied with Zhuang Yu's expression, An Xin frightened him first, and then pulled out the file from the folder in her hand. A form, "Well, as long as you sign this, I can consider not reporting your smashed rebound."

"I'll sign." Zhuang Yu snatched the form without hesitation, before An Xin remembered the time at the Internet cafe, he had to settle the matter.

Looking down, it turned out to be "Application Form for Basketball Team Enrollment".

Zhuang Yu was taken aback. He was still thinking about it last night, but he didn't expect An Xin to send him the team application form today. What a coincidence.

An Xin handed him a pen and urged, "Sign it."

In fact, after the game yesterday, she went to Yang Guohui, the coach of the basketball team of No. [-] Middle School, and told the coach about Zhuang Yu, including the incident of smashing the rebound that day.

After listening, Yang Guohui was very surprised. He didn't know Zhuang Yu, but he had seen Xiao Qingyang play and knew how strong Xiao Qingyang was.

Zhuang Yu actually defeated Xiao Qingyang.

How could he miss such a baby, so he immediately ordered An Xin to definitely recruit Zhuang Yu into the basketball team.

An Xin also thought the same way, she must recruit Zhuang Yu to the basketball team, but she went to inquire about it, only to learn that Zhuang Yu didn't seem interested in the basketball team.

Otherwise, why didn't you participate in the previous group stage?

Everyone knows that the freshman class competition is the assessment for entering the basketball team, and Zhuang Yu didn't participate in the three group matches before Class 8.The reason why I participated in the last game was that I heard that I was squeezed out by others, so I even prepared the ball uniform.

This made An Xin a little worried, that's why today's scene happened. Reporting Zhuang Yu for damaging the basket was of course an excuse, the purpose was just to get Zhuang Yu into the basketball team.

It's just that An Xin didn't know that Zhuang Yu didn't resist, but rather looked forward to it.

If it was before meeting Yang Mingxuan, Zhuang Yu might still have refused, but after meeting Yang Mingxuan, going to the "Dongyuan Gymnasium", and playing a freshman class competition...even if An Xin didn't threaten him , Zhuang Yu will also sign.

"Oh." Zhuang Yu responded, signed his name on the "team application form", and returned it to An Xin.

"Hee hee, that's right." An Xin didn't think much of it when she was in a good mood, she leaned into Zhuang Yu's ear and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell you about you breaking the basket."

A gust of fragrant wind rushed into his nose, Zhuang Yu couldn't help sniffling, and added in his heart that there was also the matter of overturning the wall and surfing the Internet.

Mmm, it smells so good.