Harden's elbow was not light, Zhou Wenbin fell directly to the ground to hide his face, and blood flowed down his fingers and printed a large piece of jersey. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"What are you doing, boy?" Haida players were about to come up and beat Harden immediately, but they were stopped by the referee and several more rational players on the court.

Harden spread his hands to show that he was innocent, but such a move was extremely dangerous in the eyes of the referee, which was suspected of hurting the player. bibibi…… The referee pointed his hands off the court, and Harden was sent off.

Harden was stunned?! what？ This is to be judged, Harden did elbow Zhou Wenbin's nose to bleed, because the nose is a sensitive part and is prone to bleeding. But he was lying on the ground rolling around, and at first glance he was acting.

Harden was a little annoyed, and the star's self-esteem, which had been suppressed, finally exploded, and he threw the ball on the floor in anger. Lao Tzu is gone, Lao Tzu is gone, what the hell. Harden returned to the bench, grabbed his clothes and walked out of the training hall.

It was getting dark outside, Harden felt a little tightness in his chest, and walked around the campus unconsciously for a few minutes, so bored that he didn't want to go back to the dormitory, so he walked straight to the gate, he wanted to go out for a few drinks.

Passing by the lighted stadium of the campus, a ball slipped to his feet.

"Classmate, can you help pick up the ball?" A sweet female voice rang out from the side. Harden followed the sound of his body and looked over, and a sweet-looking girl wearing Harden's No. 13 jersey was panting and shouting this way.

Harden leaned down, and as soon as he picked up the ball, the girl had already run over.

"Yi, you are Wang Junshan, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Harden realized that she knew herself, thinking that she and Wang Junshan had known each other before, so he didn't dare to talk more for fear of being exposed, but just looked her up and down a few times. The height of about 165 is a collection of all the characteristics of oriental women, with a goose egg face, big eyes and a high forehead, sweet appearance, a slender figure, and little undulation in the arc, which is not the type that Harden likes at first glance.

It is estimated that it is the result of the exercise just now, her cheeks are slightly red, and sweat is dripping down her hair. He smiled shyly at Harden:

"My name is Shen Qiuyue, I've seen you in the video and on the court, I didn't expect to be able to get so close to you."

As soon as he said this, Harden put his mind at ease, it turned out that he didn't know Wang Junshan before, so that he wouldn't worry about exposing himself.

"Why don't you come and play ball too, or let's play together, it's boring to play alone." Shen Qiuyue extended an invitation to Harden.

Harden saw that it was still early, so let's satisfy the wish of this little fan girl, and it can be regarded as helping Wang Junshan do good deeds. It seems that this Shen Qiuyue is really just a basketball amateur, because she is too amateurish, she has shot more than a dozen times in a row and has not hit a single ball.

"I'm not bad, haha, I can't pitch in." Shen Qiuyue found that Harden was staring at her, and her face was slightly red.

"No, no, it's already good, you see it's hard to throw the ball out without an arc." Harden began to show her, because Shen Qiuyue is a girl, so her strength is not enough, and the shot must be pushed out in a three-eight style.

He imitated it, tucked the ball in his chest, tied his crotch, signaled the angle, and then pushed the ball out with all his might, wiping the tennis ball in!

"Wow, that's great." Shen Qiuyue also wanted to give it a try, but the result was the same, she couldn't score.

"Keep your legs steady, come." Harden stood behind her, one hand around her waist, signaling for her crotch to go down and the ball to her chest. When Harden saw her face that was almost red to the root of his ears, he immediately realized that there was something wrong with such a posture, and quickly let go of his hand and found a topic to interrupt.

"Do you like James Harden?" Harden thought it was weird when he asked, the first time he asked someone if they liked him.

Shen Qiuyue looked at the basketball in her hand as if she was thinking about something, and she said slowly: "It seems that girls become fans because they are influenced by three types of people: boyfriends, fathers, and male gods!" And I'm special, I'm influenced by my sister. She chuckled and shook her head

"I remember she told me at the time that there were two people who were really handsome at playing, one was Iverson and the other was Maddie. So I watched a lot of 76ers and Rockets games with her. As for why I ended up liking the Rockets instead of the 76ers, I also forgot, maybe it's also fate! ”

"And then there's Harden, the little fat man, coming to the Rockets." Hearing this, Harden muttered, is it good to be strong, how to become a little fat man.

"He's giving the Rockets fans hope again, he's coming out of the slums, and he's at least a playoff team with the Rockets, and don't you think Harden is cute and silly." Shen Qiuyue turned her head, and her two eyes had already narrowed into a slit with a smile.

Harden is still a little helpless when he is praised like this, where is he stupid. However, his affection for this girl in his heart has skyrocketed.

"Let's go, stop fighting, I'll ask you to drink water." Shen Qiuyue shook her ponytail and asked Harden to drink water. Harden answered and followed, and after chatting for a while, Harden felt much more comfortable and did not have the initial irritability.

"Did you watch the Rockets game yesterday, on a snowy night in Denver, Brother Deng's angry slash of 50+ is amazing." As soon as she talked about rockets, Shen Qiuyue's mouth couldn't stop.

Harden thought about it, he really didn't watch yesterday's game, he was busy with class games and the school team, but he forgot to pay attention to Wang Junshan's situation, and he had to call and ask when he went back.

Sending Shen Qiuyue back, Harden continued to walk around the campus. He felt that there was always a pair of eyes staring at him behind him, but he looked back a few times and didn't see anyone.

Strangely, it wasn't late, but there was no one on campus, only the bright street lights were on. What's going on, Harden frowned, could it be that he was too suspicious.

Unknowingly, Harden returned to the court where he met Shen Qiuyue. The usually extremely hot stadium doesn't even have a single person playing ball, only one is estimated to be a ball accidentally lost by someone else rolling on the ground with the wind.

Harden picks up the ball and steps to the free throw line. Whether it's normal or in the game, as long as Harden stands on the free throw line and makes free throws, he can immediately calm down, which is also one of the secrets of his game.

Sell! Ball, into the net! The ball rolls into the dark area under the rebound, and Harden is about to pick it up. Suddenly! A withered, bloodless hand held the ball out of the shadows.

"Hello, Jamse Harden! Hehe. A young boy in a cap slowly walked out of the shadows with the ball, shouting for Harden in the voice of an almost 70-year-old man.

"Who are you, did you recognize the wrong person?" Harden felt an uncertain pang of nervousness.

"Hahaha." His laughter was like two steel plates rubbing against each other, and Harden was horrified to listen.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to save your and Wang Junshan's lives."