At the end of the game against the second class of Guoshang, Zhao Yang's magical performance after coming on the field at the last minute naturally became a hot topic among the students of the "Business Administration" class.
Mu Qinglan's little face was red with excitement, like a red apple. Looking at Zhao Yang, her eyes were slightly squinted, like two crescent moons, with an unconcealable joy and joy in her eyes.
Unexplained pride.
As for why we are proud...this is an obvious thing. Well, everyone knows it!
"Zhao Yang, I didn't expect your kid to shoot so accurately! If I hadn't seen with my own eyes just now that you really can't dribble and lay up, I would have doubted whether your kid was deliberately pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger!"
Qian Hao, who was covered in sweat, still had the joy and excitement of victory written all over his face. Thinking of Zhao Yang's two consecutive magical three-pointers and the final tip-in dunk to win... Qian Hao still feels a little incredible.
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Zhao Yang pursed his lips with a smile, "I have practiced. I have been very accurate when playing with bullet shells since I was a child. Just shooting a basket is not easy or relaxing!"
This is naturally Zhao Yang's excuse. As for whether Qian Hao believes it or not... that's none of Zhao Yang's business. Anyway, if the shot goes in, it goes in. As for why he can make such accurate shots one after another, it's bullshit.
Luck or anything else, this is not what Zhao Yang cares about.
"You guys, stop talking nonsense to me. You are still playing with shells. Can playing with shells be the same as shooting?" Qian Hao rolled his eyes, but he knew very well that Zhao Yang had never been exposed to basketball. This was based on his previous shooting experience.
You can also see the posture. Such lame and stiff movements are definitely not done by someone who often plays basketball.
But he couldn't understand why Zhao Yang could cast so accurately. One thing Qian Hao was good about was that he rarely got into trouble with things he couldn't understand.
"By the way, Zhao Yang, I see how accurate your shooting is. As long as you practice more basic basketball skills, with your ability, I believe you will be able to join the school team, and you will even become a sharpshooter-level weapon on the court. How about,
Are you interested in joining the school's 'basketball club' with me? Then we can practice or play games with the people in the club. These days, I have met several seniors in the school basketball club while playing basketball, which is perfect.
I heard them say that the major clubs and associations in the school will be recruiting new students in the past two days..."
Qian Hao said. He is a basketball fan, and his biggest hobby is playing basketball. Now that he sees Zhao Yang shooting so accurately, but he just lacks basic skills, he naturally wants to drag Zhao Yang to play together.
However, Zhao Yang doesn't have much interest in these. He took the initiative to appear today just for fun. Besides, after all, he is also a member of the Business Administration Class 1. He doesn't want to watch his class lose to the other party. But he has to
If you ask him to practice this specifically, he won't be interested.
"Forget it, I'm not very interested in basketball. And I don't live on campus, so it's not as convenient as you." Zhao Yang shook his head and said.
Qian Hao was a little disappointed, but he also knew that playing basketball depends on personal interest. Since Zhao Yang didn't like it very much, he didn't think anything of it.
At this time, Mu Qinglan and Guo Qianqian also ran over. Their faces were still flushed with excitement. When they came to Zhao Yang, Mu Qinglan couldn't help but smile and praise: "Zhao Yang, you just shot the ball
It’s so accurate, so amazing!”
"Yes, and that dunk at the end. I never thought that Zhao Yang could actually dunk!" Guo Qianqian said with a bit of disbelief. Zhao Yang's height is only about 1 or 2 centimeters over 1.8 meters tall. Ordinary people with this height can dunk.
But it's quite rare.
"Haha, I have good physical fitness. If I jump high, I can dunk naturally." Zhao Yang replied with a smile. He didn't feel much about the shooting or dunking just now, but he just met Mu Qinglan and the others.
He looked even more joyful than himself, which I found quite interesting.
After a while, the second period of physical education class ended. Since there were no classes scheduled in the afternoon or evening, Zhao Yang planned to go home.
After saying goodbye to Mu Qinglan and Qian Hao, Zhao Yang walked home alone. When passing by the 'cultural corridor' that must be passed by the main entrance of the school, Zhao Yang saw that there were desks under the shade of trees on both sides.
There were many 'stalls' set up, and there were many students stopping and watching in front of those 'stalls'.
Of course, those 'stalls' cannot be set up to sell things on the street. Instead, as Qian Hao told Zhao Yang before, the major clubs and associations in the school are recruiting new students. In universities, there are countless various clubs.
It is an embellishment of life and can also be regarded as a feature of the university.
Anyway, he was passing by, so Zhao Yang couldn't help but look at it curiously. Along the way, he saw various clubs, such as dance associations, chess clubs, roller skating associations, taekwondo clubs...etc., even '
English Association', 'Environmental Protection Association', these are available.
The whole road passed by, and both sides were full of recruitment booths of various associations. There were also many associations with people standing on the roadside handing out leaflets of the association to students passing by... It was very lively.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Yang felt the unique atmosphere of the university.
"Hello, classmate, are you interested in knowing more about our 'Badminton Association'..."
Looking at the leaflet handed to him, Zhao Yang took it with a smile. Along the way, he already had several leaflets from various societies in his hand. He just looked at them casually.
"The Wushu Association is recruiting new members. All students who are interested can sign up. Our association has many real martial arts masters who will teach you martial arts step by step. Don't miss it if you pass by..."
The entire 'Cultural Corridor' was filled with all kinds of shouts.
“Classmate, let’s get to know our ‘Martial Arts Association’.”
Zhao Yang was lowering his head and casually looking at the contents of the leaflets in his hand. Suddenly, another one was handed over to him, and he took it casually.
But the crisp and pleasant voice that just passed into his ears gave Zhao Yang a vague feeling of familiarity, and he couldn't help but subconsciously look up at the person in front of him who handed him the leaflet...
"It's you?!"
Zhao Yang and the man shouted almost in unison.
The person standing in front of Zhao Yang at this moment was actually the ponytail girl Su Yufei whom he often met by the lake in the park!
"You are actually a student of H University!" Su Yufei was full of surprise. She never thought that even if she sent out a leaflet, she would meet that hateful guy who made her feel embarrassed.
Su Yufei felt a little itchy at the thought of being 'played' by this guy at the lake that morning.
Zhao Yang could see Su Yufei's expression and rolled his eyes immediately, "You can be a student of University H, why can't I be?"
Zhao Yang's words made Su Yufei secretly annoyed. She curled her lips and hummed: "Yes, what's so great about it, hum!"
