The first rays of sunlight in the morning loom through the curtains.

The handsome young man yawned, rubbed his eyes with one hand and pressed the alarm clock with the other.

Daily washing, breakfast is meat buns and soy milk.

"Fat aunt, I went to school, I eat at school at noon, I don't have to cook for me."

"Pay attention to safety on the road."

"Okay."

Carrying a large bag of textbooks, Huang Mingzhe tidied up his appearance in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and the previous bangs and cool hairstyle have become a board head.

However, the real handsome guy, any hairstyle is handsome, without the cover of cosmetics, Huang Mingzhe has changed from the previous feminine little fresh meat to a sunny boy.

Riding a small electric donkey to meet the sea breeze, the sun is just rising in the east at this time, and the sunshine in April is different and gentle, like a girl who has just opened her love, not as aggressive as midwinter, and not as hot as summer and autumn.

The coastal town has its own style, maybe Shanmei is not as shrewd and capable as Pengcheng, but the slow-paced life makes it easier for people to feel happy.

The little electric donkey shuttles between the roads, and on both sides of the road, in addition to the students who are preparing to go to school, are piled up in light blue clothes, which are the employees of the electronics factory.

Entrusted the small electric donkey in the parking lot opposite the school, Huang Mingzhe walked to the campus with a large bag of textbooks.

At the school gate, there are many small breakfast vendors in operation, selling steamed buns, fritters, soy milk, pancakes, fruits, egg scones, and Chinese-style hamburgers.

After a pause, a youthful and beautiful figure appeared in front of him.

"Venna, morning."

"Mingzhe, did you have breakfast?" The girl asked a little shyly.

Glancing at the brown paper bag in the girl's hand, Huang Mingzhe smiled and said, "Not yet, you want to invite me to breakfast?"

"This is the rest of my mother's work, you don't dislike ......"

Huang Mingzhe grabbed the brown paper bag: "Don't dislike it, I like the things made by Aunt Li the most." ”

Opening the brown paper bag, there were two pineapple buns and a bottle of Vitasoy, and he took the pineapple buns and ate them, but after a few bites, Huang Mingzhe paused.

"Isn't it delicious?" Chen Wenna asked a little nervously.

"No? I feel that it is more delicious than what Aunt Li made before, and it seems that Aunt Li's level has skyrocketed! Huang Mingzhe finished smiling and continued to eat pineapple buns.

"Really!" Chen Wenna looked away with some embarrassment.

One of them nibbled on a pineapple bun, and the other quietly held a book, and walked quietly around the campus.

Turning the corner, not far away is the senior high school teaching building.

Suddenly, a basketball slammed into Huang Mingzhe.

Many girls had already covered their mouths and looked at this sudden scene in dismay.

Between the lightning and flint, Huang Mingzhe's sports knowledge body was stimulated, and he immediately threw down the book bag with his left hand and grabbed the basketball steadily.

However, the impact of the basketball made his eyes squint suddenly, and then his palm turned slightly, and the basketball spun directly on his middle finger.

While slowly nibbling on the pineapple bun and turning to face the basketball court, several boys were staring at Huang Mingzhe in astonishment, one of them was a man with short hair and glasses, with a slight hostility in his eyes.

Huang Mingzhe had a full view of the expressions of several people, although the hostility of the glasses man made him inexplicable, he smiled and said, "Classmate, basketball is not played like this. ”

Immediately thrown lightly, the basketball drew a perfect parabola, unhindered through the blue frame, the basketball hit the plastic floor, bounced a few times, and slowly rolled to the feet of the man with glasses.

The people around were dumbfounded, whether it was luck or not, it was really surprising that they could throw the basketball into the blue frame from a distance of more than ten meters.

But for the other party, this is a direct slap in the face.

The man with glasses blushed, glared at Huang Mingzhe and shouted, "Do you want to play?" ”

I looked at my watch, it was only seven thirty-two at this time, and there was still more than half an hour before class: "I'm happy to accompany you, but who wants to form a temporary team with me?"

"I'll come." A round-faced boy running walks into the basketball court.

"Count me in." The hedgehog head leaning against the big tree not far away directly put away the book and jumped into the basketball court.

Huang Mingzhe looked around, many of them had flickering eyes, obviously scaring about the man with glasses: "Then let's have a three-person half!" ”

"No problem." The man with glasses lifted his glasses and replied.

"Wen Na helped me look at the textbooks and things."

"Mingzhe, be careful!" Chen Wenna took the brown paper bag and quickly picked up the bookbag.

Huang Mingzhe and the hedgehog-headed, round-faced boy converge.

"Huang Mingzhe, the Huang of the descendants of Yan and Huang, the Ming of the mind, and the philosophy of knowing people." Huang Mingzhe introduced himself.

"Wei Feng." The hedgehog head warmed up and replied coldly.

"My name is Zhang Shan." The round-faced boy greeted him familiarly, but he wasn't tall, only about 172 by eye, but his muscles were quite powerful.

"Zhang San?"

"It's Shan Xiongxin's Single." Zhang Shan explained with a smile.

After a while, six people from both sides occupied half of the basketball court, and the sports students who acted as temporary referees blew the whistle and threw the ball up gently.

Suddenly, the two sides began to compete for possession, and Huang Mingzhe's terrible memory and Luo Ji thinking suddenly became like a supercomputer, and everyone's movements became slow motion.

Their position, forward route, and every movement were all seen by Huang Mingzhe, one suddenly moved to the left, the basketball seemed to take the initiative to throw his arms, he dribbled sideways, and his palms and fingers were warped.

Beep!

"Two points for the blue team."

Then it's time to abuse the dishes.

Beep!

"The blue team has three points, and the score is 0:24."

"Whew......" The man in glasses panted and pressed his hands to his knees, Huang Mingzhe's strange strength pressed them powerlessly, and he encountered the first situation of being shaved since he entered the school basketball team.

"That's amazing!"

"So handsome."

"Why does this person look familiar?"

"You don't know the big stars of our school?"

"Big star?"

"Huang Mingzhe."

"It turned out to be him, but it's a pity."

Many classmates whispered around the basketball court, and many people have recognized the famous Huang Mingzhe.

And Wei Feng and Zhang Dan, who teamed up with Huang Mingzhe, also felt that playing basketball was so handy for the first time.

The main reason is that Huang Mingzhe is not only very strong in offense, but also in ball control, dribbling, stealing, and moving, and the assistance to the two is also very great.

The abuse continues.

Beep!

The sports student blew the whistle and ended the game: "The game is over, the score is 0:46, and the blue team wins. ”

The three men with glasses were already lying on the floor panting, not only physically exhausted, but also very exhausted.

As an official member of the Tanaka Varsity Team, they were beaten all over the ground by a makeshift patchwork team, and they all had a feeling of self-shame.

Among the spectators not far away, there were not only ordinary students, but also many sports students, as well as physical education teachers, especially the trainers of the Tanaka basketball team, who were even more dumbfounded.

Looking at Huang Mingzhe and the others, his eyes lit up, but then he sighed bitterly: "I was born at the wrong time." ”

Another physical education teacher also shook his head and smiled bitterly, if Huang Mingzhe and the three appeared last semester, then Tanaka might be able to win the first place in the city high school sports meeting.

It's a pity that now that the college entrance examination is approaching, it is impossible to arrange any sports competitions.

Huang Mingzhe wiped his sweat: "Play again next time, I'm in the ninth class of high school." ”

"I'm also in Class 9." Wei Feng smiled for the first time.

"I'm a sports student."

"It's almost class, goodbye." Huang Mingzhe shook hands with them and walked over to Chen Wenna.