Volume 119 Never Played Basketball!

"I heard that this is a camping club? What exactly does the club do?"

"Oh? Is this the camping club? Can the tent sleep people?"

Huh huh huh, there is an endless stream of people who come to ask questions, and the number of girls is also increasing, asking questions of all kinds.

"Did the senior just now belong to your club? Oh no?.....Is he in the same dormitory?... Does that senior have a club?... Didn't you join?..."

By the way, is it appropriate for you to sell Qin Guan's background like this? Several people nodded in unison, buddies are for betrayal, they have no pressure.

After Qin Guan finished distributing the leaflets in his hand, he simply washed them in the water room, put on a black cotton vest, put on a sports suit, and wandered to the cafeteria to find Liu Xiaoyang.

In the afternoon, there is another important event to commemorate the Chamberlain Capital University of Finance and Economics Class 98 Basketball League Cup in our memory. For such an important game, why should I cheer up my buddies in the dormitory?

Logically speaking, according to Liu Xiaoyang's height of less than 1.72 meters, it would be a joke to participate in the basketball league.

But who told him to be the representative of the 98-level accounting department? As the chief student of the finance department, he certainly wanted to fight for his major.

But his classmates dissuaded him earnestly: "Xiaoyang, if this is some kind of professional academic competition, let's not say anything else, who else is better than you?" But basketball is so 'high'! 'big'! For the activity of "going up", I think those of us who are reluctant can still do it.

Would Liu Xiaoyang shrink back because of such a thing? No! He is a fighter! Since your finance department is short-sighted and short-sighted, I will find someone who can appreciate me.

So Liu Xiaoyang resolutely threw himself into the embrace of the accounting department. There was no way, the boys in the two classes couldn't even make up a football team, so don't expect these sports idiots to be able to play basketball.

Among this group of people who can't play basketball, of course Qin Guan is also included. As a "professional basketball player", Liu Xiaoyang was extremely puzzled. With Qin Guan's physical condition, how could no one find out about Qin Guan's basketball talent?

Qin Guan's eyes were full of bitter tears when he thought of it. He was originally a round man, and he had never played such a high-end ball game in his two lifetimes.

Anyway, regardless of the result, Liu Xiaoyang has already started the competition on behalf of the 98-level accounting major.

The master chefs in the cafeteria stacked baskets of steamed buns in front of the dining window, and the white rice was cut into small cubes in pairs on each tray. Today's side dishes have also unveiled their mysterious veil. The free soup bucket is still the same as the old three, tomatoes and eggs with long-winded cucumbers.

The smell of food reminds the teachers and students on campus that it's time to eat.

The crowd at the recruiting meeting gradually dispersed, and a lively gathering quietly came to an end. The busy club members, either happy or joyful, tidied up their stalls, and then went to enjoy a delicious meal after labor.

Qin Guan, as a classmate who left early, naturally reserved seats for all the roommates. If he ignored the girls who always came over casually to ask if there were any empty seats around him, the work of occupying seats was generally perfect. of.

The meal was very busy, but Liu Xiaoyang was full of fighting spirit. Check out his professional basketball player attire.

A full set of Nike basketball uniforms, headbands, wrist guards, knee pads, finger pads, all in colorful colors, dressed like a flower.

But you haven't warmed up for the game yet, so you come to the cafeteria to show off in short-sleeved shorts, is this appropriate?

In other words, Wang Lei is the only honest person in the whole dormitory. He lightly adjusted his glasses and said to Liu Xiaoyang: "You are professional enough, but it is said that it is more convenient to play in shorts for basketball games. You are wearing such fat cropped pants ,Does it fit?"

Everyone looked at Liu Xiaoyang's basketball shorts in unanimous agreement. There was a number 7 printed on the pocket of the trousers. They were shorts, that's right. Let's look at the length...

"Puff,''Puff,''Someone in the dormitory couldn't hold back their joy. The shorts were dragging down to the calf. Liu Xiaoyang is so depressed, he's short, thanks to him!

After lunch, everyone accompanied Liu Xiaoyang to the basketball court to digest food, warm up, and prepare for the game in the afternoon.

A crowd of people came to the court. There were scattered students playing in several courts. It seemed that they were also preparing for the game in the afternoon. As soon as Liu Xiaoyang entered the court, he attracted everyone's attention.

I have never seen anyone who has more complete equipment to play than him. In one sentence, this comrade is not here to play, but to show off.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd in the court, Liu Xiaoyang walked into the empty court with a basketball in hand. The basketball players in other courts stopped playing and stopped to watch.

Liu Xiaoyang saw that he was going crazy alone. Seeing that everyone's focus was on him, he shook his head, put the basketball under the basket first, and excitedly showed off to the people in the dormitory.

"Warm up before any exercise, let you see what professionalism is!"

After speaking, Liu Xiaoyang separated his legs shoulder-width apart, put his toes on the ground, and circled forwards and backwards. At the same time, he inserted his hands and moved his wrists in a small circle. That wrist turned like a spirit snake coming out of its hole, quite skillful.

Then he put his hands on his knees and performed knee joint movements in small circles back and forth. Finally, he pinched his waist with both hands and turned his hip joints back and forth, left and right.

After this set of preparatory actions is done, it is like flowing clouds and flowing water, and it is standardized.

The basketball fans on the sidelines nodded involuntarily. This absolutely standard joint movement, at first glance, is the rhythm of the NBA's frontcourt warm-up.

Seeing everyone's approval, Liu Xiaoyang became even more motivated. He coquettishly started running back and forth in the half court of basketball. After several turns, his head was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

Li Jie handed over a bottle of normal temperature mineral water in a doggy manner. After serving Liu Xiaoyang, he can learn this kind of girl-picking stunt, which is good for him.

When Liu Xiaoyang returned to the court, the main event came. The people around held their breaths. Liu Xiaoyang picked up the basketball and prepared to shock the mortals on and off the court. He began to dribble skillfully and planned to play tricks.

His legs moved back and forth in a blinding way, using the bouncing power of the ball to weave and dribble back and forth between them. I saw Liu Xiaoyang made a wrong leg, the ball passed through the crotch steadily, and then hung on the fat pants...

Gululu... The ball bounced twice... playfully fell to the ground and rolled away...

There was silence inside and outside the arena, and then there was a hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

"Oh, mom, what is this? It scared me to death."

"I thought I saw the blue god flying just now, only to realize that my eyes were dazzled."