According to the NCAA's arrangement, UCLA's opening game is scheduled for November 13 local time, and the opponent is also interesting, the University of Southern California, also in California, referred to as USC. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I don't know if it was a deliberate schedule arranged by the league, but it is an indisputable fact that UCLA and USC are feuding. Although their feuds at sporting events come from football and American football, and almost everything they do is to humiliate each other's mascots, as long as the teams of the two schools meet, they are bound to collide with fierce sparks. And this year, the USC Trojans also have two pillars, one inside and one outside, O.J. Mayo on the outside and Ty Gibson on the inside.

Mayo was already nationally known in high school, leading the team to the Ohio State Championship two years in a row and winning the title of State Basketball Man in a row. He later returned to his hometown of Huntington High School in West Virginia, where he won the Continental Basketball Championship for the third time in a row, averaging 29 points, 9 rebounds and 6 assists per game in high school. Gibson, on the other hand, is relatively less dazzling, but he is also a strong player.

The opener didn't feel anything special for freshmen like Ye Feng and Loew, but for players like Westbrook, Bamot and Shipp who had played at least one season at UCLA, it was a war that didn't require mobilization. Holland knew that, too, and he wasn't suspicious of the mentality of the two freshmen, so he just asked Westbrook to come to the dorm room and tell them about the feud between the two schools.

Looking at Westbrook, who was in a state of flux, Ye Feng asked with a smile: "So you mean that this game is only allowed to be won and not lost?" Westbrook gave him a disgruntled look, but nodded. Ye Feng slapped him on the shoulder: "Don't you know my temperament?" Even if it's not a feud, I'll do my best to win. For me, there is no need for mobilization in any game! Westbrook looked at Ye Feng with a calm face, thoughtful.

As last season's semi-finalists, the tournament was held on UCLA's home turf. However, the players still had to attend class the day before the game, and after this time, Ye Feng's classmates already knew that the tall Asian kid was the starting point guard of the varsity team, and on the UCLA campus, this status meant star-like treatment.

Although everyone still listens to the professor's lectures in a regular manner during class, as long as the bell rings after class, Ye Feng will always be surrounded by a large group of people, which can also be seen that NCAA fans in American colleges and universities do account for a large proportion. But today is different, because Ye Feng was directly pulled outside the classroom by the menacing Zhou Yaqi. The boy who was in class with Ye Feng saw that it was an Asian beauty, and he had a smile on his face, while the girl looked at the two with a resentful expression, not knowing if he was regretting that the girl was not him.

After leaving the classroom, Zhou Yaqi's expression immediately became pitiful, she looked at Ye Feng with tears in her eyes, and said, "Xiao Yezi, you see that tomorrow is the opening game, can you help me get eight tickets?" Please, please! Ye Feng felt a big headache, but still said, "Eight sheets, right?" You'll come to the arena early tomorrow, and I'll give you the ticket, right? Zhou Yaqi immediately showed a smile that her plan had succeeded, stuffed a lollipop into Ye Feng's hand, said goodbye with a smile and left in a hurry. Ye Feng looked at the lollipop in his hand helplessly, peeled off the candy paper and stuffed it into his mouth.

Ye Feng also felt very uncomfortable at first for this kind of college game and selling tickets, but now he is used to it, after all, this is the United States, and there is an all-round gap between NCAA and CUBA. Therefore, NCAA games will sell tickets at home, of course, the price is relatively low, the seat closest to the court may only be a few tens of dollars, and players on both sides can get a certain number of tickets, and the professional level is almost comparable to the NBA.

When it was time to eat at noon, Ye Feng called Westbrook, and as the captain of the team, everyone would go to him if they wanted tickets. Hearing Ye Feng on the other end of the phone confidently asking for tickets, Westbrook quipped: "Ye, just for your phone call, I believe you have integrated into the atmosphere of American basketball." When he knew that Ye Feng was in the cafeteria now, he immediately said that he would come over with the ticket now, Ye Feng thanked him and hung up the phone.

Soon Westbrook arrived in the cafeteria, and of course he was surrounded by a crowd of fans at the door. Finally broke through the obstacles of the fans, he walked to Ye Feng and sat down, and slapped eight tickets on the table. Seeing Ye Feng grab the tickets in his hand at lightning speed, Westbrook rolled his eyes: "Ye, you don't care about me at all, you only care about your tickets." ”

Ye Feng put the ticket in his bag for a long time, and said with a smile: "It's not that I don't care about you, as the captain of the team, you deserve this kind of treatment, what do you want me to care about you?" And being surrounded by fans this season is definitely going to be something you'll encounter a lot, so there's nothing wrong with getting used to it in advance. Westbrook blinked in confusion, feeling that what Ye Feng said was very reasonable, and there was nothing to refute, so he had to stuff the food on the plate into his mouth fiercely. Ye Feng smiled and began to gobble it up.

The game started at 8 p.m. on Nov. 13, but just after 6 p.m., the UCLA team began to warm up in the arena and stretch their muscles and joints. In order not to affect the game, Holland has long ordered the players to finish dinner before 4 p.m., otherwise it will cause a great burden on their bodies. Under the strict supervision of the head coach, everyone obediently ate dinner early as required, so no one felt unwell during the warm-up.

Suddenly, Coach Black called out to Ye Feng, who was jogging around the field, and shook Ye Feng's mobile phone in his hand. Ye Feng stopped, took the phone and looked at it, it turned out to be Zhou Yaqi's phone. He hurriedly called back, and as soon as the phone was called, Zhou Yaqi roared loudly: "Xiaoyezi, will you let me go with the pigeon?" I don't answer the phone either! We can't get in now standing outside the arena, so let's do it! ”

Ye Feng was suddenly sweating profusely, and he told again and again: "Grandma, we're still warming up now, isn't it normal that we haven't received a call?" And what's so nice about you guys coming in early? Zhou Yaqi snorted and said arrogantly: "I don't care, you can help me take out the ticket now!" ”

Ye Feng smiled helplessly, but he didn't dare to slack off, he said hello to Coach Black, quickly took out the ticket from his bag, and ran towards the door of the stadium like a gust of wind. When he ran out, Zhou Yaqi was looking at him viciously with her hands on her hips, and there were four or five people standing behind her, all of whom were Chinese students.

Seeing Zhou Yaqi's puffed up appearance, although Ye Feng didn't feel that he had done anything wrong, he still felt weak in his heart. He stuffed the ticket to Zhou Yaqi, and then quickly changed the topic: "Senior sister, don't you introduce these people?" ”

Zhou Yaqi handed him a look of "I'll settle accounts with you when I'm free", and began to introduce his companions one by one: "These are international students from Taiwan, and they are also my fellow countrymen, and we are all fans of the Bruins." After she briefly introduced everyone, she was about to introduce Ye Feng to her companions, when a handsome and elegant boy stepped forward and said with a smile: "Ye Feng, the starting point guard of the Bruins, there is no one in our Chinese fan circle who doesn't know, so there is no need to introduce it, right?" ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to Ye Feng: "Hello, contemptible Chen Shuolin, a native of Taipei, a junior in the Department of Mathematics of the College of Arts and Sciences." Ye Feng smiled and shook his hand: "I didn't expect that a handsome guy like Brother Chen, who looks polite, also likes basketball." Chen Shuolin smiled bitterly: "I can see some ways to see it, but compared to a player like Brother Ye who gallops on the field, it is still a little worse." ”

Ye Feng smiled: This person is a bit interesting. He turned his head to Zhou Yaqi and said, "Senior sister, I have to continue to go in to warm up, and I will find time to apologize to you after this game." ”

Zhou Yaqi waved her hand magnificently: "Apologize and be exempt, and later you will blow up the USC on the other side, even if it is your mind." "What else can Ye Feng say? I had to quickly agree and return to the court in a puff of smoke.

Looking at Ye Feng's figure disappearing into the players' tunnel, Zhou Yaqi showed a sly smile on her face, she waved the ticket in her hand and said loudly: "Let's go in first and see how they are prepared." Everyone scolded for a while: What does it matter to you how well people are prepared? Just wait and see the game! But no one said it directly, everyone secretly complained while following Zhou Yaqi to the stands.

None of the teammates noticed that Ye Feng hurriedly went out and came back in a hurry, and they were still warming up under the leadership of the assistant coach. Just as the team had finished their warm-up assembly, a group of people walked out of the tunnel wearing red jerseys with yellow edges, walking into the pitch with their heads held high, looking like a beating flame. Ye Feng's eyes were suddenly as sharp as a knife: USC Trojans!

Since the two sides are mortal enemies, there is no need to give each other a good look, UCLA chose to ignore the opponent directly, because this is their home stadium and their dignity, but there are still a handful of players who turn their heads and stare at them. After seeing Ye Feng's cold gaze, No. 32 in the USC formation shook his finger contemptuously, seeing that his mouth was like a swearing.

Ye Feng snorted coldly and raised a middle finger at him, he knew who it was. O.J. Mayo, USC's main small forward, although he is not his own opposite player, as long as this kind of top player in the NCAA appears on the opposite side, Ye Feng is very interested in playing with them. Even if the opponent is an inside player, Ye Feng hopes to prove that he is stronger with continuous breakthrough kills and foot play on the court.

"You're dead!" Ye Feng silently sentenced Mayo to death in his heart.