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Chapter 118

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"Is this the Camping Club? What does the club do? "

"Huh? Is this the Camping Club? Can people sleep in tents? "

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. There was an endless stream of people asking questions, and the number of girls was also increasing. The questions they asked were also varied.

"Is that senior from your club? No, he isn't. Who's his roommate? Does he have a club? He didn't join? What? "

Is it appropriate for you to betray Qin Guan like this? They nodded in unison. Brothers were meant to be betrayed, so they didn't feel any pressure.

After distributing the leaflets, Qin Guan took a quick shower in the bathroom, put on a black cotton vest and sportswear, and went to the cafeteria to look for Liu Xiaoyang.

Speaking of which, there was an important event in the afternoon. It was the Capital Basketball League Cup in memory of Bolun Chamberlain. It was such an important game. How could he not go and cheer for his dorm mates?

Liu Xiaoyang was less than 1.72 meters tall, so it would be a joke for him to participate in the Basketball League.

However, he was a substitute player of the Accounting Department at level 98. As the top student of the Finance Department, he wanted to represent his major.

His classmates tried to dissuade him, though. "Xiaoyang, if this was a professional academic competition, we wouldn't say a word. Who else could we do but you? But basketball is so 'tall'! 'Big'! I think the few of us should be able to do it reluctantly.

Would Liu Xiaoyang back down because of such a thing? No! He's a warrior! Since you people from the Finance Department are so short-sighted and blind, I'll go find someone who can appreciate me.

Therefore, Liu Xiaoyang resolutely threw himself into the arms of the Accounting Department. He had no choice. The boys in the two classes couldn't even form a football team. He couldn't count on this group of sports idiots to play basketball.

Of course, Qin Guan was one of them. Was he an athlete? A professional basketball player? Liu Xiaoyang was confused. Qin Guan was a potential basketball player. Why hadn't anyone noticed him?

Tears filled Qin Guan's eyes at the thought of it. He was a fat man, but he had never played such high-end ball games in his two lives.

Anyway, no matter what the result was, Liu Xiaoyang had already represented the accounting major at level 98.

The chefs of the cafeteria placed baskets of steamed buns in front of the dining window. The white rice was cut into small cubes on the trays. Today's side dishes also unveiled their mysterious veil. The free soup buckets were still the same as before, tomato, egg, and cucumber.

The smell of food reminded the teachers and students on campus that it was time to eat.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and the lively gathering quietly came to an end. The busy club members were either happy or delighted as they tidied up their own stalls. Then, they went to enjoy a sumptuous meal after a round of labor.

Qin Guan had left early, so he had reserved seats for his roommates. If he ignored the girls who kept asking him if there were any vacant seats around him, it would have been a perfect job.

Liu Xiaoyang's fighting spirit was high as he ate the meal in a hurry. He was dressed like a professional basketball player.

He was wearing a full Nike basketball uniform, including a headband, wristbands, knee pads, and finger guards. He looked like a flower from head to toe.

He hasn't even warmed up yet. Is it appropriate to show off in a pair of shorts?

Wng Lei was the only honest guy in the dormitory. He adjusted his glasses and said to Liu, "You look very professional, but I heard that shorts are more convenient to move around in a basketball game. Do you think it's appropriate for you to wear such a baggy cropped underwear?"

Everyone looked at Liu Xiaoyang's basketball shorts in unison. There was a 7 printed on the pocket. It was definitely a pair of shorts, but the length...

"Pfft, pfft, pfft." Someone in the dormitory couldn't hold back his laughter. His shorts reached his calves. Liu Xiaoyang was depressed. It was his fault for being short!

After lunch, they accompanied Liu Xiaoyang to the basketball court to help him digest his food and warm up, preparing for the game in the afternoon.

When they arrived at the court, they saw some students playing basketball. It seemed that they were also preparing for the game in the afternoon. Liu Xiaoyang attracted everyone's attention as soon as he entered the court.

He had never seen anyone who was better equipped than him. To sum it up, this comrade was not here to play, but to show off.

Liu Xiaoyang took the basketball and walked into the empty court under the gaze of a group of people in the court. The people playing basketball in the other courts stopped playing and stopped to watch.

Liu Xiaoyang was obviously a crazy person. Seeing that everyone's attention was on him, he shook his head, put the basketball under the basket, and excitedly showed off to his roommates.

"I have to warm up before any exercise. I'll show you what it means to be a professional!"

Liu Xiaoyang spread his legs as wide as his shoulders. He touched the ground with the tip of his foot and made a circle. At the same time, he put his hands together and moved his wrists in a small circle. His wrists moved like a snake coming out of its hole. He was quite skilled.

Then he put his hands on his knees and moved his knees in a small circle. Finally, he put his hands on his waist and rotated his hip joints back and forth.

This set of preparatory movements was done in a fluid and standardized manner.

The basketball fans on the court nodded involuntarily. This was absolutely standard joint movement. It was obviously the rhythm of an NBA player warming up.

Liu Xiaoyang became more energetic when he saw everyone's approval. He began to run back and forth in the basketball court. After a few turns, his forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

Li Jie handed him a bottle of room temperature mineral water. If he served Liu Xiaoyang well, he could learn this unique skill of picking up girls. It was good for him.

When Liu Xiaoyang returned to the court, the highlight came. The people around him held their breath. Liu Xiaoyang picked up the basketball and prepared to shock the ordinary people inside and outside the court. He began to dribble the ball skillfully and planned to play some tricks.

His legs moved back and forth dazzlingly. He dribbled the ball back and forth between his legs with the bounce of the ball. Liu Xiaoyang crossed his legs, and the ball steadily passed through his crotch and then hung on his fat underpants …

The ball bounced twice and naughtily fell to the ground and rolled away …

There was a silence inside and outside the court. Then, there was a burst of laughter.

"Oh, my God, what's that? I was scared to death."

"I thought I saw the God of Blue flying just now. Now I know I was dazzled."

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