Seeing that the practice was almost over, Mr. Chen called them to gather for the game to shoot, each of them three times, to see how accurate the head was.

He picked Yu Xuan, who had always been calm, to come first and handed him the basketball.

Yu Xuan slapped twice, jumped up and pushed his arm forward, and the basketball crossed an arc, and finally hit the rebound, rebounding and falling.

"Whew!"

There was laughter behind him, Yu Xuan didn't have to look back to know that it was Wei Yuchang, he didn't bother to pay attention to it, took the second ball, adjusted the angle slightly, and threw it again. This time it hit the frame, and the basketball jumped and eventually fell into it.

Yu Lang was even happier than him, clapping his hands and saying, "Come on, cousin!"

The last ball was thrown immediately after, and it was thrown in again to score two points.

After that, Yulang, his pitching posture is a bit like a bully lifting a ding, with both hands pushing upwards heavily, very powerful, but the head is not good, and only one of the three balls is scored.

The most interesting thing is Wei Yuchang, first he jumped up and threw like Yu Xuan, and his posture was not bad, but unfortunately his strength was too small, and he fell off without even touching the basket.

The second ball regrouped and hit harder, but it hit the rebound straight and then bounced back and almost hit himself.

Yulang 'fluttered' and smiled, Wei Yuchang looked annoyed, and the last ball directly poured into the toilet with both hands, and threw it forward with all his might, only to see the basketball fluttering over the rebound, and finally smashed to the ground.

"Stupid! stupid!"

The voice was not spoken by Yu Xuan, but from the top of their heads. I saw a red and green parrot standing on the treetop, tilting its head and looking down at everyone.

Yulang laughed, this parrot called Mao Mao he naturally knows, these days in class often see it flying around, occasionally take snacks to feed it, but arrogant ignore people, the mantra is stupid, shouting when you meet people.

Wei Yuchang was annoyed and angry, grabbed a basketball and smashed it, but unfortunately it didn't hit it, and the parrot spread its wings and flew up, shouting as it flew: "Stupid!

"Stinky bird, you wait for me!"

Seeing Wei Yuchang deflated, Yulang let out a vicious breath, and he was beaming in class in the afternoon.

According to the course schedule, they had one day off each week, so that evening, both of them were picked up and taken home.

As soon as the two left, Yu Xuan's ears were suddenly cleared, he sat cross-legged on the sofa and watched TV, Liu Yong brought fruit and put it next to him, and found that the little master didn't like to watch cartoons, but liked to watch the news, a pair of black almond-like eyes stared at the TV intently, without blinking, and I didn't know if he could understand it.

Liu Yong smiled, didn't bother, and turned to leave.

In the summer, the heat is unbearable, the scorching white sun covers the earth, the people who know how to call are irritable, and the leaves are hanging and have no spirit.

However, the lake is breezy and freshly scented.

Yu Xuan didn't want to be bored in the living room, so he found a shady place, asked the maid to set up a recliner, and then found a fishing rod, saying that he would fish in person and make fish soup for his grandfather at noon.

The servants didn't dare to stay away, for fear that he would fall into the lake, and they didn't dare to stop him if they wanted to, Shang Chengjun went to the group, and Steward Liu was not there, so naturally the little master had the final say in the villa.

Said to be fishing, in fact, it was to take a nap in another place, Yu Xuan put the fishing rod at his feet, the whole person lay on the recliner, under the gentle breeze, he soon fell asleep, the fish bit the hook and did not wake him up, or the maid carefully moved the fishing rod to the side, and then retracted the line.

When he woke up rubbing his eyes, he saw a fat carp swimming slowly in the bucket prepared at his feet. He couldn't help but be happy, this guy is really stupid, he can be hooked like this, it seems that he is destined to become a belly meal!

Let the maid take the fish to the kitchen, and then he won't have to worry about it.

At noon, my grandfather came back from the company, and Yu Xuan gave him a bowl of fish soup as if he was offering a treasure: "I fished it myself!"

Shang Chengjun tasted it and nodded with a smile.

The two of them drank all the fish soup!

Because he was not worried that he was at home alone, Shang Chengjun did not go to the company in the afternoon, but worked at home, and was about to go to the study, Yuxuan caught up and asked, "Grandpa, can I go in?"

Shang Chengjun was stunned and pulled him into the study.

There is a huge space here, with mahogany bookshelves on both sides against the wall, filled with books, and in the middle of the study, there is a huge three-meter-long desk, and on the left is a sofa and coffee table for guests.

Shang Chengjun wanted to deal with the documents and motioned him to play by himself, Yu Xuan didn't bother him, walked to the bookshelf by the wall, looked at the new or old books, and took out a copy casually, talking about the company's system management.

Unlike other people's face-saving decorations, after Yu Xuan opened the book, he found that there were dense notes written inside, such as 'bullshit', 'I don't know the so-called', 'priority reversal' and other sentences, the handwriting is like a knife, sharp and sharp, making people want to laugh inexplicably.

It's just that the further I go, the fewer notes there are in the book, and the tone is much softer, and I no longer blindly deny. The edges and corners of the handwriting are smoothed and become round and vast.

In the last row of books, there are only traces of flipping through them, but there are no notes, and the types have become diverse, no longer just management, including technology, psychology, finance, etc.

The long bookshelf is like a person's life journey, gradually growing up, going through the world, and finally becoming mature and stable.

Yu Xuan's realm naturally couldn't be compared with his grandfather, so he put the book in his hand back and read it from the beginning.

has the experience of crazy research in college in the previous life, no matter how boring the book is, he can read it, and there are notes written by Shang Chengjun when he was young, laughing and scolding, hitting the nail on the head, and finding it even more interesting.

"Do you understand?"

Just as he was concentrating, a voice came from above him, and it turned out to be his grandfather who walked to him at some point.

Yu Xuan naturally understands, but he can't tell the truth, a six-year-old child, who has not been exposed to any knowledge, can actually understand these professional books, and he is afraid that it will be surprising to say it.

So he shook his head: "I don't understand, but I think it's funny!"

Shang Chengjun naturally knew the annotations on the book, and touched his head with a smile. Children are always happy, and a word or two in the pile of old paper can make them feel fresh and interesting.

"Grandpa, can I take these books back to my room to read?" Yu Xuan asked.

"Yes!"

Shang Chengjun paused, and said, "If you want to see it in the future, you can come in at any time!"