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Those who are clear see clarity, and those who are muddled see muddy.

Zhang Xiaojian thinks that the word YS is very reminiscent of cute things in bed.

But for children, especially those who have been training basketball since childhood, each of them wants to play YS opponents on the court every day.

Zhang Xiaojian is so popular, of course, because his basketball videos are short-lived, but they endure on the Internet for a long time.

This is because no one in China’s basketball circle has been able to make dunks as elegant and powerful as him, and because his video went viral but disappeared, like a peerless swordsman, staying for this world Retreating into the mountains and forests with a brilliant sword will always make people think about it and ask questions.

Zhang Xiaojian certainly did not return to the mountains, but he was already in the streetball circle and became a legend in the eyes of the children, so seeing him, the children were as excited as seeing a basketball superstar.

So after round after round of autographs, pair after pair of photos.

A child yelled, "YS, can you give us a blue button?"

Just kidding, what is Zhang Xiaojian's identity?

How is it possible to do such things at the mercy of others?

So after a basketball flew, Zhang Xiaojian received the ball and ran directly to the basket in the court. One step, two steps, and the third step made the whole person fly.

"Wow~~!!!" Zhang Xiaojian glided and dunked in an exclamation, and the basket made a hum.

Then the stadium exploded completely.

Some children covered their mouths, but couldn't stop them and exclaimed.

Some children jumped up in excitement and punched in the air as if they had won an important game.

A few children in the front row rushed to Zhang Xiaojian, they jumped up, Zhang Xiaojian jumped up, shoulders and back collided in the air, and they were happy.

It is the first time for Zheng Jiaxuan to see Zhang Xiaojian dunking. She doesn't usually pay attention to the basketball circle. Her brother has never told her that Zhang Xiaojian played a game at the Normal University. Naturally, she was shocked.

Zheng Jiakai said: "Fart."

Ye Mozhu smiled and said, "We are already good at first, but we won't show off. Besides, Xiaojian will definitely not be able to refuse the children's requests."

As soon as the words fell, there was no idea who was making the noise, and the children shouted together: "Tomahawk, tomahawk!"

What is Zhang Xiaojian's identity?

How could it be possible that what the children said was what they said?

He immediately picked up the basketball, rolled over and ran beyond the three-point line, then turned and rushed to the basket three times, grabbed the ball with one hand and raised his waist straight, a clear stagnation appeared in front of people.

Then: With a loud noise, all the children covered their heads with their hands, shocked as if their jaws were about to fall to the ground.

Zhang Xiaojian landed, and a lot of children rushed over to congratulate him.

"Three hundred and six!" It was the same voice just now, from a black and thin child named Yao Xiaoming.

All the children booed together again: "Three hundred six, three hundred six, three hundred six~~!"

What is Zhang Xiaojian's identity?

How could you say three hundred and six is ​​three hundred and six.

So he immediately squatted down and tied a shoelace, turned around and rushed into the three-second zone outside the three-point line, then jumped up, and turned 360 degrees in the air, and there was another explosion.

The children are completely crazy.

"Under the crotch, under the crotch."

What is Zhang Xiaojian's identity?

How can you say that the crotch is under the crotch? Not only did you perform a slam dunk, but also performed a wave of dribbles under the crotch.

"Free throw line, free throw line!"

What is Zhang Xiaojian's identity?

Cough, cough...

The hour hand passed by with Zhang Xiaojian's performance.

The youth training head coach from the top domestic first-line club did not blow his whistle, announcing the end of the ten-minute break that had already passed, but stared dumbfounded.

The children cheered and jumped like crazy.

For them, this may be the most unforgettable memory in their lives so far.

Zhang Xiaojian exhausted all kinds of dunk tricks under the control of the children, not too tired, cheering with them, jumping together, forgetting...He came to Lao Zhou for a drink today.

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The sharp whistle finally sounded almost an hour late.

While directing the children to start training, Lu Chenguang, the head coach of youth training, came to Zhang Xiaojian and handed a white towel.

Zhang Xiaojian nodded and smiled, returned to Lao Zhou and the others and sat down.

Lao Zhou quickly brought him a bottle of mineral water with a smile on his face.

Zhang Xiaojian suddenly recalled, why did he send a WeChat message today to tell him to come to this venue... It turns out that he had planned for a while.

Knowing what Zhang Xiaojian understood, Lao Zhou didn’t dare to face the boss: “There are many children from other places, and they are somewhat uncomfortable when they first arrived here. There are no invisible basketball stars, I think you are more suitable to add a little more color to their boring training life."

"Lao Zhou, I haven't seen you for a while. You have a good level of speech, and you have added some color. I think you brought me to be a cattleman."

Lao Zhou thought for a while, and asked a question that hit the soul: "I think you were quite happy just now."

Zhang Xiaojian: "..." It seems really happy.

Lao Zhou stopped joking and patted Zhang Xiaojian on the shoulder: "We will go home after taking a breath. The food is ready and the wine is ready."

"This is like a human word."

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Zhang Xiaojian happily said goodbye to the enthusiastic children.

The children asked when he would come back, Zhang Xiaojian replied, when you become basketball stars, turn around and raise your right hand.

The sunlight in the stadium illuminates his back. He handsomely put on that thick down jacket in front of the exit door, put on cotton shoes and pushed out the door...

Driving the car all the way to Lao Zhou's house, Zhou's mother was already ready. Seeing Zhang Xiaojian and Ye Mozhu, as well as Zheng Jiakai and Zheng Jiaxuan, they immediately warmed up.

Just asking, she seemed to be extremely powerful and placed two boxes of beer under Zhang Xiaojian's feet.

Then another box was placed at Zheng Jiakai's feet, and finally two more boxes were placed at Lao Zhou's feet.

When the first bottle of beer, along with the bottle lifter, flew up to the midair of the dinner table, the wine game began.

Zhang Xiaojian promised that as long as Tooth Tiger enters the CBA in the coming year, he will change his home game from Jiangcheng to Ningyuan New District to embrace a more prosperous market.

Lao Zhou promised not to enter the CBA next year, so he put his head on the table and kicked Zhang Xiaojian.

Zhang Xiaojian promised that in the future, more public courts will be built across the province to make basketball more popular.

Lao Zhou promised that as long as he did, he would put his head on the table and play with Zhang Xiaojian as a ball.

Zhang Xiaojian promised that as long as he entered the CBA, he would continue to inject capital to help the toothed tiger have the staffing to compete for the championship.

Lao Zhou promised that as long as I continue to inject capital, I will put my head on the table, and if I don't win the championship, I will kick Zhang Xiaojian...

Through a series of head-off promises, Lao Zhou proved that he indeed drank too much in the three and a half hours of drinking.

I don’t know why I drank the wine today and I was in a hurry. It may be that Zhang Xiaojian remembered that he must let Ye Mozhu go home earlier tonight...

When Lao Zhou was already lying on the table, Zhou Liyang came back.

After pushing the door, he saw a scene that he had expected. He smiled and said to Zheng Jiakai: "Brother Kai." Then he looked at Zhang Xiaojian, tangled for a moment, thinking that after all, he pretended to be forced by his name, and called out. With a cry: "Brother Xiaojian."

It's just that... the words aroused Old Zhou Lang.

The drunk Lao Zhou stood up at the table and looked at his son with anger: "What kind of brother is called, your uncle will always be your uncle!"

Zhou Liyang: "..."

Lao Zhou was not over yet, and he looked at Zhang Xiaojian in a daze: "I told you that my family, Yangyang, learned hip-hop when I was a child...and it's good to dance..."

Zhang Xiaojian coughed: "I know... he can also play guitar."

"Like listening to the guitar?" Lao Zhou clapped the table again: "Come to Yangyang and dance hip-hop while playing the guitar!"

Zhou Liyang: "..." His expression was unspeakably uncomfortable, and I wailed in my heart, I was too hard...

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