Chapter 6 Foreign Fans?

In the evening, the newly built gymnasium in Xiyang City.

Walking on the road outside the stadium, sitting in the endless stream of cars, you can hear the stadium constantly erupting in cheers one after another, like waves crashing against the reef, wave after wave.

The pedestrians on the road have stopped, tiptoeed, and stood in hope, curious in their hearts.

A drama-like performance, a game with ups and downs!

Liang Yang panted and looked at the young man in front of him who was carelessly carrying a basketball in front of him, and his heart felt chills. "He's already so strong!" Tang Wenlong begged in front of him, and his explosive first step made him unable to prevent it at all, and he received his fourth personal foul in just a few minutes, and he was about to be punished off the court again.

"In the last third minute, Xiyang No. 1 Middle School equalized!" Brass Tooth spoke in a voice that almost trembled.

Iron Tooth shook his head repeatedly. "It's an unbelievable performance." At this time, even the two of them, who have a good reputation on the provincial TV station, can't be calm, "This is definitely a genius teenager, his potential is limitless, I see a person's shadow from him." ”

"Who?" Brass asked.

Iron Tooth paused, and then said, "Hu Weidong! ”

"There are too many similarities between the two, Hu Weidong is a Jiangsu flyer, and he is a Chinese Jordan. But the strength of this teenager simply surpasses his peers too much, you know, he is not yet 18 years old! Iron Tooth excitedly explained that from the expression on his face, it seemed that he had the potential to become a fan of Tang Wenlong.

The score on the court was tied at 58, and Tang Wenlong had already scored 10 points in the fourth quarter, and he was omnipotent in and out of the shot.

His performance stunned Joe Thomas in the stands, "Maybe it's just the impact of the game at this level?" Maybe it's just a coincidence? Joe Thomas muttered to himself, a look of disbelief on his face, but his eyes flashed brighter and brighter, and he had a not-so-clear thought in his head

The basketball moved back and forth under Tang Wenlong's crotch, Tang Wenlong looked at Liang Yang, who was obviously a little weak, smiled, and slowly bowed his waist. Suddenly, his body shook from side to side, and his head shook like a rattle!

Liang Yang was taken aback, he was already a frightened bird, where could he still judge which direction Tang Wenlong was breaking through, instinctively lost his center of gravity, and then fell backwards with his two feet, looking embarrassed. But when he looked at it again, Tang Wenlong was still in place, with a smile on his handsome face, but there was obviously a hint of banter in his eyes.

Liang Yang hated it and stretched out his hand to pounce.

And at this time, Tang Wenlong really started, the sense of rhythm was excellent, Liang Yang's center of gravity couldn't be adjusted at all, he tried in vain to stop his body, wanting to keep up with Tang Wenlong's pace, but he didn't want the whole person to lose his balance, and then his feet slipped and he sat on the ground!

Tang Wenlong did not enter the penalty area and easily chose a mid-range jumper. First, there was a crisp sound of entering the network, and then there was a loud cheer from the people around him.

Tang Wenlong turned around and ran, leaving a big back of No. 23.

"The unstoppable Tang Wenlong, the unstoppable Xiyang No. 1 Middle School, that's why Xiyang No. 1 Middle School can dominate Xiyang for three years!" On the bench of Xiyang No. 1 Middle School on the sidelines, physical education teacher and coach Xiang Wei pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, full of pride, a pride to be able to have such a disciple

The game is over, Xiyang No. 1 Middle School successfully defended its title and won the third championship!

The mayor of Xiyang smiled and presented awards to the teenagers of Xiyang No. 1 Middle School, which was the third time he had met with the basketball team of Xiyang No. 1 Middle School. "Wenlong, you played very well!" Mayor Xiyang stretched out his hand to fight Tang Wenlong, he really didn't expect that a mayor with a noble status would have such affinity, Thomas looked at this scene blankly, feeling that today was the day of subversion, subverting all his previous views on China.

Tang Wenlong happily lifted the trophy, and the three years of high school can be regarded as a success. "That's the end of it!" At this time, the little brother in the team, Ming Hai, said unsatisfactorily.

Liu Cheng scolded with a smile: "What? You stinky boy still want to play a few more games? Do you still want to take the college entrance examination? Do you want to go to a good university? “

Ming Hai was a little unconvinced, and retorted: "Learning is learning, and playing is playing." Those who learn well may not play well, and those who play well may not learn poorly. "Yo, come back to this set." Liu Cheng rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Don't you know that our Principal Chen is almost unable to withstand the pressure?" Although we are playing, we are now considered stars on campus, and on every game day, not only do we participate in the competition, but our classmates also pay attention to our every move. According to our parents, this has a big impact on academics. “

When Ming Hai heard this, he was even more disdainful, and said, "Is Principal Chen as big as our mayor?" Besides, national fitness is being promoted all over the country, what pressure does Principal Chen have? It's a matter of course, and he can't stop us. Parents are also blindly worried, learning like playing a game, and combining work and rest is the most efficient way to learn. “

Tang Wenlong turned his head to look at Ming Hai, who was talking at length, and felt that this guy was not very old, and he always spoke in a set way, and there were some logic that was obviously nonsense, but he insisted that he said it like that. "So there's supposed to be something to celebrate tonight, right, Wenlong?" Ming Hai saw Tang Wenlong and turned his head to propose. "Who wants to celebrate!" Xiang Dawei walked over, just when he heard Ming Hai open his mouth to propose a celebration, he was immediately furious: "Don't even think about it!" No one is allowed to attend any meetings! You stinky boys, seeing that the college entrance examination is coming, are still thinking about playing all day long, and you will review it carefully for me when you go back! As he spoke, his eyes were looking at Ming Hai, who glanced at him and quickly looked away in fright. His mouth was still muttering: "Damn, I'm not a senior in high school." “

And when the game ended, it was a short period of basketball game curtain call, but this had nothing to do with Tang Wenlong and them, after they finished receiving the award, they turned around and walked back to the locker room, and then after changing their clothes, they carried their jerseys and bags one by one and walked to the bus assembly point at the door.

Tang Wenlong was also caught in it, talking and laughing with his classmates.

When they reached the door, there was an old foreign man with gray hair and a white beard leaning on the edge of the door, and the old man looked a little honest, nodding and smiling at everyone who passed by. "This foreign old man is really interesting, is the new security guard of the gymnasium? Ha ha. Ming Hai complained.

Tang Wenlong also showed doubts and curious eyes, and began to look at this foreign old man from a distance, after all, in the land of Shenzhou, according to the population density of Chinese, foreigners are still extremely rare creatures. The foreign old man's gaze finally moved over, and when he saw Tang Wenlong, his eyes narrowed, and then he showed an extremely bright smile, and even saw his slightly exposed gum meat, like an old fox. "Don!" The foreign old man raised his eyebrows, and his mouth was a standard Chinese pronunciation. "Wow!" The basketball teenagers of Xiyang No. 1 Middle School all shouted, and Ming Hai shouted the loudest: "Boss, a foreign friend is looking for you!" Oh my God, you have fans in foreign countries, and this rhythm is going directly to the NBA! “

Tang Wenlong was also slightly surprised, but still nodded politely. "You're playing great basketball, I saw it when I came to watch the game this year, my name is Joe Thomas, and I want to make friends with you!" The foreign old man said so, trying to speak as clearly as possible, and explained his meaning word by word.

This is really a very face-saving thing, after the basketball players of Xiyang No. 1 Middle School knew that Thomas wanted to make friends with Tang Wenlong, they were all in an uproar, "Oh my God, Wenlong, it's really your fan!" "Wenlong, quickly ask him where he came from, and let him perform a magic trick." "This guy looks like Santa Claus!"

At this time, Xiang Wei on the bus opened the window and yelled at the basketball players of Xiyang No. 1 Middle School who gathered at the door: "What time is it, don't get on the bus yet!" What are you doing? "Oh~~" The players scattered in a hurry, running like rabbits and rushing onto the bus. Joe Thomas, nice to meet you! But I'm going to go now, goodbye! Tang Wenlong squirted out a few mouthfuls of English lamely, feeling particularly awkward. It's not that he doesn't speak English, but when he really talks to a foreigner, it seems very strange, as if he is not from this place, and he has to learn other people's local dialects decently, which sounds awkward and awkward. "Don, we'll meet again!" Joe Thomas waved his hand at Tang Wenlong, the corners of his mouth raised