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In the evening, Ning Haibo's family of three was eating dinner at this time, and suddenly, Xie Yueqing looked at Ning Chen and said with a smile: "Chenchen, you will go to school tomorrow, how about it?" Nervous? ”

After speaking, she saw her son shake his head calmly, and replied angrily: "Isn't it just reading?" What's there to be nervous about? ”

After hearing his son's words, Ning Haibo on the side rolled his eyes, pretended to be a strict father, and blamed: "You kid, can't you be like a six-year-old child?" ”

In the past few years, his father has been suffocated many times under Ning Chen's mouth, he really doubts whether his son forgot to drink Meng Po soup when he was reincarnated in his previous life, otherwise how could he be so big, he always felt that his son was a little too calm, which was completely inconsistent with his actual age.

Of course, it is normal for Ning Haibo to have such thoughts, you need to know that if even the previous life is counted, Ning Chen's actual age is now 24 years old, which is not a few years younger than his father Ning Haibo.

"By the way, son, I forgot to tell you good news."

At this time, Ning Haibo suddenly sold Guan Zi to Ning Chen, probably trying to find some field on his son's body.

"Oh? You're saying that the school I go to has a basketball court, right? ”

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Seeing that his guanzi couldn't be sold, Ning Haibo couldn't help but be a little depressed, and he asked angrily, "Stinky boy, how did you guess?" ”

"Huh! Dad, for me, the only thing worth going to the table is about basketball, Dad, you really underestimate your son's IQ. ”

Seeing this scene, finally even Xie Yueqing next to him couldn't look at it, is there such a drag as a son? And it's still so young.

"Chenchen, don't be too angry with your dad."

"Yes! Mother-sama. ”

Since he had his mother's help, Ning Chen still knew how to give his father some face, so he hurriedly made a standard military salute for Xie Yueqing, which meant absolute obedience to his mother's orders.

"Alas! You kid. ”

really couldn't stand his son, so even Xie Yueqing changed his title to Ning Chen from Chenchen to kid this time.

Finally, there was a rare silence at the dinner table, it has been said since ancient times that food is silent and sleeping, and the three members of the Ning family still inherit this virtue.

In the early morning, with a few rooster crows not far away, it means that a new day is about to officially begin. Today, Ning Haibo and Ning Chen, father and son, got up early, although Ning Chen said that he didn't care, but he was still very happy to be able to see his classmates in elementary school again.

On September 1, 1986, on this day, Ning Chen re-embarked on the life of a primary school student. Lianfeng Primary School, a dilapidated school with mud brick walls and a tiled roof, will welcome another batch of new students this year, and one of them will be a god-like superstar in the world of sports in the future.

The principal's office, wrong, to be precise, should be regarded as the teacher's office, because all the teachers in the school, including the principal and the director, sit in this narrow room and work. At this time, Ning Haibo was taking Ning Chen, who was a thief, to the principal's position to go through the admission procedures.

The principal of this Lianfeng Primary School is called Su Bingyan, he is burly, a middle-aged and elderly man in his 50s, he holds the paper handed by Ning Haibo in his left hand, and swings his brand-name reading glasses in his right hand, and then stares at the introduction of Ning Chen on the paper, and says: "Ning Chen, 6 years old this year, also lives in Lianfeng Village, wow! He's tall, almost 1.3 meters, right? With such a tall body at such a young age, you will surely be a great basketball player in the future. ”

Principal Su's words greatly touched Ning Chen's auditory nerves, especially his sentence "You will definitely be an excellent basketball player in the future."

Because of this sentence, Ning Chen couldn't help but declare excitedly: "Thank you, principal, for your words, I will definitely become an outstanding basketball superstar like Jordan in the future, definitely." ”

Su Bingyan was taken aback by the child in front of him, not only because of Ning Chen's current behavior, but mainly because he was sure from Ning Chen's gaze that the other party was not joking.

Seeing that his son's shouting attracted the attention of the teachers and other people who came to sign up for the school, Ning Haibo hurriedly said fiercely to Ning Chen: "Stinky boy, what are you talking nonsense, I'm sorry, Principal Su, the dog is too young to see anything in the world." ”

"Dad, you haven't seen the world, you've been playing for so many years, you don't even know Jordan."

At this moment, Ning Haibo was so ashamed that he couldn't even breathe, and he immediately reached out and pressed Ning Chen's mouth, causing everyone in the office to laugh.

The farce between the father and son finally made Su Bingyan on the side come back, thinking: "That's right! The child named Ning Chen in front of him looked left and right as a hairy child of a few years old, how could he believe his words? Maybe the other party doesn't even know what basketball is, by the way, who is Jordan? ”

Thinking of this, Su Bingyan couldn't help but shake his head self-deprecatingly, and then smiled: "This parent, your son is still young, don't worry too much about him." ”

"Yes, yes!"

"The child is not sensible yet!"

"Haibo, be careful not to hurt Xiao Chen!"

Principal Su's persuasion was like a fuse, and the persuasion of the teachers and fellow villagers of Lianfeng Village immediately sounded in the office, making Ning Haibo's face red and white for a while, but there was no hole for him to get into.

Breaking free of his father's hand, Ning Chen pretended to be out of breath, so good that even Ning Haibo, who knew him best, deceived him.

The small turmoil was finally resolved, and soon, Ning Chen's admission procedures were completed, and after the father and son waited outside the door for a while, at this time, the other freshmen were all completed, and when Wang Jiaojiao, the head teacher in charge of this freshman class, appeared in front of them, the parents left the college one after another with confidence.

Leading a group of children who were only 6 or 7 years old to a classroom of more than 30 square meters, Wang Jiaojiao clapped her palms and said with a smile: "Students, this is where you will be in class in the coming year, and I am your homeroom teacher Wang Jiaojiao." ”

"Hello Mr. Wang!"

The children shouted hello to Wang Jiaojiao in an orderly manner, and she was happy that she liked her group of students even more.

Ning Chen looked up at the sign next to the door - preschool, in the mid-80s, let alone W Town, even D City did not have a kindergarten, and at that time there was only a preschool to replace it.

In fact, this class is similar to what ordinary first-year students learn, there are 46 freshmen this year, and soon, Wang Jiaojiao assigned seats to them, and the tallest Ning Chen sat in the last row.

"Hello, my name is Xu Jianhua, what's your name? I live in Xintang Village next door, you are so tall and tall! ”

A fair-skinned, short, thin boy at the same table as Ning Chen introduced himself with a smile, looking very innocent and lively.

"Hello, my name is Ning Chen, I live in this village, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Ning Chen also replied with a smile, remembering that this person named Xu Jianhua was the ace scorer of the basketball team of his high school back then, but Ning Chen was fortunate to be the captain of the logistics team of the basketball team because he was a close friend with Xu Jianhua.

But this is already in the past, and now Ning Chen, whether in nature or nurture, Xu Jianhua is beyond his reach. It is easy to see the proportions of the two at this time, because Principal Su Bingyan has mentioned before that Ning Chen is now almost 1.3 meters tall and strong; On the other hand, Xu Jianhua is not only less than 1.1 meter tall, but also a little too thin, almost skinny.

Therefore, when Ning Chen, who is tall and short, strong and thin, sits together, the ridicule of his classmates will definitely be indispensable in the future, and I don't know if Wang Jiaojiao's arrangement is deliberately trying to trick them, maybe this is fate!

Because if he hadn't been at the same table this time, Ning Chen might have alienated his elementary school classmates, including Xu Jianhua, due to the change in his own circumstances; If it weren't for the same table this time, Xu Jianhua would not have gotten a basketball master like Ning Chen in the future; If it weren't for the table this time, the Chinese basketball world would also be missing the strongest pair called "Chenhua".

"Brother Chen, do you know Jordan?"

Sorting out the books sent by the teacher, suddenly, Ning Chen heard Xu Jianhua's inquiry, he was unimpressed at first, thinking that it must have been heard by this little kid when he was in the office, so he replied casually: "It has nothing to do with you whether you recognize it or not, and you don't know it anyway." ”

However, Xu Jianhua's next words made Ning Chen stunned: "I know!" It's Michael who plays in the NBA. Jordan, right? ”

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