"Hello, how do I get to the basketball hall? www.biquge.info"Mu Le stopped a girl in a light brown jersey and smiled and asked her for directions.

"Over there, walk past two buildings next to the flower pond. I'm going to the basketball arena and you can walk with me. "The girl was enthusiastic and offered to lead the way for Mule.

"Thank you, I noticed your clothes, so you're a fan of the varsity team?" Mulle noticed the team logo on the girl's jersey, which he hadn't seen before, not an NBA team, then it was the team logo of the Santa Clara University basketball team.

"Yes, that's right! I love basketball! "When it comes to basketball, the girl seems to be very interested." There's a friendly today and I'm going to watch them play. These boys are playing great, and they are the pride of Santa Clara. ”

"yes, that's a coincidence. I'm here to watch them play. "Muller was glad to hear that he had only one day to visit Nash and would need to fly to his next stop tomorrow. It's hard to reflect Nash's actual skill level in normal training, and it happened to be in time for a game, which is the best time to observe Nash.

"You're a student at Brigham Young University?" Today's friendly match was against Brigham Young University in Utah, and Muller's young face apparently misled the girl about his identity. "Hmph, although our overall strength is not as good as your school, but look at it, we will definitely win today."

Seeing that the girl thought she had guessed his identity, Mu Le didn't refute it, but just acquiesced, "Hehe, it's hard to say who loses and who wins, you are so sure that you can win." ”

Hearing this, the girl who was walking in front of her to lead the way stopped, crossed her waist with one hand, stretched out her index finger with the other hand and pointed at Mu Le's chest, raised her eyebrows and said, "Listen, boy! This year's Santa Clara will be a completely different team. We have Nash! He's the best! He's going to be in the NBA draft next year, and there are already several NBA teams interested in him, and he's a player who wants to get into the lottery, and he's going to do well with the team this year. Just wait and see, he'll surprise you with his performance! ”

Hearing the girl's obviously exaggerated description, Mu Le smiled. NBA Summer League is underway, teams are busy scouting their new signings this season, and have not yet prepared for next season's draft. That is, Mule's situation is more special, and Sanders will let him come out in the name of training to inspect and contact next year's draft players in advance.

"Hehe, I'm also looking forward to Nash's performance for a while." After speaking, Mu Le stopped speaking, looking left and right to enjoy the scenery of the school. Obviously, arguing with this girl at this time is not a good choice.

"Humph!" Seeing that Mu Le no longer paid attention to her, the girl also shook her head and continued to walk towards the basketball hall.

After walking for about ten minutes, the girl took Mu Le to the door of the stadium.

Perhaps because she was not in a good mood, the girl did not greet Mu Le and walked in directly. Seeing this, Mu Le smiled wordlessly, shrugged his shoulders, and had no choice but to follow into the arena.

The game hadn't started yet, and there were only a few dozen people in the stadium. The girl walked into the crowd and greeted her friends, but instead of following, Muller went to the other side of the stands, found a corner where no one was around, sat down, took out the notebook he had prepared, and quietly watched the young players warm up.