"Where are I rogues!" Yang Xiao hugged his head in pain, looking very innocent. Recently, all the women close to him looked at him from eight to eighty years old, as if he was a dangerous prehistoric monster, saying, "I am a completely and completely righteous gentleman! You two women are not doing anything when you stay at my house?"

Yang Xiaoyi accidentally expressed the greatest depression in his heart, but it seemed that Ouyang Yi did not notice it.

"Are you doing nothing or you can't do anything?" Ouyang Yi said. She looked at Lin Jia who worked hard in the kitchen. "If I weren't here to perseverely monitor you every day, who would know what you two abused women would do? Maybe they have a lot of babies!"

Yang Xiao was just waiting to remind Ouyang Yi that even a person could not give birth to a biological fact in half a year, but Lin Jia poked her head out of the kitchen and said, "Don't slander me just because I'm doing things. Can you clean up the table? It's time to start a meal, and by the way, you two can end the verbal battle that will never end!"

Yang Xiao and Ouyang Yi ended their routine "struggle" every day. One muttered that as a girl, she did nothing and wanted to enjoy the fruits of other people's labor every day. No one wanted such a woman in the future. The other was also muttering that you are not a good thing, so there is no need for a hooligan to say what happened to others...

Two weeks later, it was a three-week crazy March, which was one of the most important games in the United States and received much more attention in the United States than in the NBA.

Starting two weeks later, March Crazy" continued until the final on April 7. The National College Basketball Championship is a single-cycle tournament, with participants being the 65 best teams in the country representing various states and regions. Everyone has their own team of support because it is their alma mater, or they are from that state, or their parents or children go to work there. College basketball fans are very crazy, as if they are participating in it themselves.

People's enthusiasm will be ignited in eight cities across the country. The bright colors, spectacular scenes, and cheerful bands make it a deep memory in people's hearts, whether it is alumni who traveled a long distance to watch the alma mater game or the students who received tickets from the organizers to support their team. Some people devalue the value of the tournament and believe that the specifications and levels of the game are not as good as NBA. But what is the difference between that and criticizing students in medical schools? Of course, the game between 18-year-olds and the confrontation between 28-year-olds is incomparable. But the player's best and the compactness of the game will be even greater.

Those who cannot take time out of school and work to embark on the journey and watch the game will still participate in the sport in the form of analyses of the situation. In offices and schools across the country, fans have fierce debates before each game, from the first round to the final, until only the final champion is left.

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On March 2, 2003, Boston City was already in a warm atmosphere. Although the cold wind from Alaska still blew out of time, it could no longer block people's enthusiasm. This is one of the NCAA's arenas. The North Shore Garden Arena has been requisitioned. For the people in Boston City, they can finally get rid of the Celtics' disappointed season, because in the three weeks from now, this will be the stage for NCAA that excited countless people.

Every year, NCAA is the stage for those strong teams such as Continental, North Carolina, Duke and Bill Walton's alma mater, UCL. But like every year's games, some unknown teams emerge from those minor leagues to surprise the people of the United States. Generally speaking, these minor league teams are expert killers because they will mess up the prediction tables that these experts have worked hard to sort out.

If a time traveler came to Boston City in the spring of 2003, he would have made such a prediction: This is destined to be a unique season.

The alarm clock rang at six o'clock on time, and the neat and orderly room showed that the owner was a very regular person in life. Shu Zifei opened her eyes on time, and the breeze blew in from the window, which made him feel a little depressed due to fatigue gradually improved. He sorted out his hair, which was a little longer, and smiled like a popular Cambridge City. While washing, he turned on the computer and looked at the unread emails inside. An email signed "Masako" attracted Shu Zifei's attention.

Shu Zifei hesitated for a while, then didn't even open it, and moved the mouse to the option of "completely deleted".

In any case, no matter what happened in the past, the past cannot be repeated. Those who are nostalgic for the past will lose the present. He walked to the outer hall and breakfast was ready.

Obviously, Shu Zifei's family is not bad, and few college students can afford such a large house.

"Jerry, don't you sleep anymore?" A woman walked out and said with a smile. Judging from her outfit, she was no longer an age that could make men fascinated, but time seemed to favor her very much, leaving no trace on her.

"No need, I get up at this time every day after I arrive in Boston." Shu Zifei said while eating breakfast. She hadn't eaten breakfast made by her mother in two months, and basketball took him too much time.

"Your father's plane arrived at noon. I will be on the scene with him. He also made an appointment with a few friends and they asked for a private room. Aren't you nervous? I remember when you were in high school, you were looking forward to such a day?" Mrs. Shu said with a smile.

"Oh?" Shu Zifei stretched her eyebrows, "I hope they don't smash the box after we lose."
Chapter completed!