"Yeah!!!" Lin Qiang nodded desperately, and he was naturally happy if he won!

And this victory came suddenly. He never thought he would win. Who knew... 11.5 meters? Oh my God, he could jump so far!

Looking at the happy and joyful grandson, Lin Jian smiled: "Remember this joy!"

She said word by word: "Because your life will be shrouded in this joy!"

"What, what?" Lin Qiang thought he had heard it wrong, so he looked up at Lin Jian with uncertainty. The little aunt under the sun umbrella leaned on the mat in a very comfortable position, showing her graceful and tender body like a cat. She looked at him lazily, with her coral lips slightly opened and closed: "You are very strong, and you will continue to be strong."

So this joy will naturally accompany you for the rest of your life!

Is it sweet? It's natural, no one can refuse the sweetness of victory, this is the most delicious thing in the world.

Lin Qiang's heart trembled. My aunt taught him with actions that men should live confidently. Now my aunt gave him the facts. The taste of victory was so sweet!

He likes this feeling, just like he believes in his little aunt!!

"Well, I can, little aunt!"

At this moment, Lin Qiang was full of confidence, and the curve of the corners of his mouth became more and more like Lin Jian. He raised his smile a little, and he became more free and easy in his calmness, and was so handsome that he was unremarkable.

"Very good!" Lin Jian looked at Lin Qiang's smile with a smile. The good grandson is getting better and better. It seems that she has not been in vain to cultivate her. She now firmly believes that Lin Qiang has talent and his future will be limitless!

"So, should some people change their words and call me brother?" Lin Jian looked at Wu Ying. In fact, she wanted to ask more, does your face hurt?

Wu Ying's face distorted from her eyes. However, Xiong Biwen and others had a good relationship with Lin Qiang, so she changed her words on the spot: "You have to call me brother, my god, he can directly take the sports school for this grade. We are obviously in the second year of high school!"

"Yes, capitalized costume! Brother Lin!"

"Brother Lin!"

"Haha, Brother Lin, you are very strong. Brother Xiong has called you brother, so we recognize him too, Brother Lin!"

Lin Qiang was a little embarrassed when he was called. He rushed into Lin Jian's sun umbrella with milk tea in his arms. While wiping his face and hands with a wet wipe, he whispered: "Girl, this is not good, right?"

I asked them to call themselves brothers or something. It was obvious that everyone had a good time playing together, so why should I divide the levels?

Lin Jian looked at him very seriously: "That's it. Even if you don't want to divide the levels in this world, there will still be someone to divide the levels for you. You have also seen that when we first entered the sports class, everyone called Xiong Biwen and was Xiong Brother. Is he really the oldest? No, he is the strongest in the sports class. Everyone respected him and called him brother. That was showing weakness and showed a lower level."

"And you, Lin Qiang, do you want to be a strong person or a weak person?"

He looked straight at the dark eyes and asked. Lin Qiang was in a daze, but he still gritted his teeth: "Strong!" He himself did not plan to be a weak person!

"Then the strong is the peak of the level! You deserve the title of brother, but you must also remember that brother is not easy to be. In the next basketball game, you have to lead your brother to win the results, otherwise you have to get down from brother and continue to be your weak!"

"Little aunt!" Lin Qiang was a little scared. He felt a little scary. Is life so scary?

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!