"It hurts! It hurts! Let go... Abby, I was wrong, sorry..."

By the small lake in the park, Abby twisted the white guy's arm angrily, causing the other party to kneel down and beg for mercy. Fortunately, no one by the lake saw it at this time.

The man's name is Will, and Abby is a classmate of the University of Michigan's media major. He had just set off fireworks by the lake to confess his love to Abby and was rejected.

What's even worse is that he didn't give up and wanted to kiss Abby forcibly, overestimating his combat effectiveness. The winner was decided in two seconds. His arm was almost broken and his butt was kicked hard.

"If you have any bad thoughts in the future, I will tell the school that you want to molest me and ask you to get out of the campus. Do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand."

Abby let go of his hand and said depressedly: "Will, although I have a little bit of a favorable impression of you, it is far from being a relationship between men and women. You go."

Will rubbed his arms and wanted to show his gentlemanly demeanor, "It's too late, let's go together, I'm not at ease."

"How can you protect me if you are so weak? Go quickly, I want to be alone."

After saying goodbye to Will, Abby was in a bad mood by walking around the park by the lake.

She is in her sophomore year this year, and she is over 18 years old and has not yet dated. She feels a bit embarrassing to tell her. There are many people who pursue her, but she really doesn't have someone she likes and doesn't want to find someone to work.

She likes basketball and grew up in the NBA. When she sees boys, she always likes to compare the other party with her father. After comparing, she feels that these people are too incompetent.

After going to college, she worked as the deputy manager of the school basketball team. She wanted to meet a few boys who were good at playing basketball, but no one could touch her heart. The team's number one star Chris Carman is very good. She is a big hit in the NBA draft next year, but that guy's hobby is hunting and playing with guns. He looks like a perverted murderer, and is not the type she likes at all.

Alas, when will I meet a boy I like? Abby thought narcissisticly, and walked to the park basketball court without knowing it and heard the sound of playing basketball.

Abby looked at the watch and said, at 9:40, who would be the one who still played basketball so late?

She walked to the side of the court and recognized Wang Jun at a glance.

"Huh...Isn't this the most edible Chinese fat man?"

Wang Jun left a deep impression on her. Even when she was shooting, she seemed to see him chewing a hamburger in her mouth. This was a strange psychological hint, just like someone saw Wu Mengda, and the first thought was Stephen Chow's father...

He played basketball at this time, and no one played with him during the day, right? Abby was about to leave when he saw Wang Jun making a three-pointer in the middle, and the ball was hollowed into the net.

Wang Jun ran a few steps and picked up the ball and went around the three-point line. He shot 60 degrees on the right side, and then hit the right bottom corner three-pointer, and then hit the left bottom corner three-pointer, all hit.

Abby couldn't move her legs. Seeing the fat man hit a three-pointer in every position, she wondered if she was dreaming, and twisted her face, not dreaming.

Abby looked at it for a while and counted silently. Wang Jun made 57 three-pointers in a row. When he made the 58th goal, he finally bounced out of the box.

Abby took a deep breath and she felt extremely shocked.

How much did he shoot before she came and how much did he make? And he didn't shoot in a fixed position, which means there is no blind spot in the shooting, and it is the qualification of a top NBA pitcher!

On the court, Wang Jun bent down and gasped, and the time limit for shooting and relaxing the card was already reached. He was too tired and too lazy to pick up the ball. The tent, which was only more than 200 meters away from the court, felt far away.

The system introduced that this is a prop to cultivate the host's interest in basketball. To put it bluntly, it makes people feel fun. Wang Jun's shot was really good, and he felt like he had become a god. Just to not waste these ten minutes, he almost overdrawn his play.

Wang Jun was about to go back, but turned his head and found a girl standing on the side of the scene. She was wearing blue jeans and a white T-shirt with patterns. She was simple but beautiful. Her blonde hair was as soft as silky as an angel descending to earth.

Abby also left a deep impression on Wang Jun and recognized him at a glance. Isn’t this a beautiful waitress at the Tulip Hotel?

Why did she look weird? Did she see me shooting? Wang Jun was a little proud and a little nervous. He had never been in a relationship, had a little emotional intelligence, and had no experience in talking to a beautiful woman.

The two looked at each other for three seconds, and Abby spoke first. "That... why have I never seen you?"

In fact, what she wanted to say was "Are you a student at the University of Michigan? Why have I never seen you before?" She said less because of her excitement.

Wang Jun gradually walked out of his nervousness: "You have seen me. I ate a big burger in the restaurant, and we took a photo."

"I...I was wrong. Are you a student at the University of Michigan? Why are you still playing here so late?"

"I'm not a student, I just play basketball casually."

"It's so good to play around with it? You can go to the NBA! How old are you?" Abby asked as he approached.

Wang Jun felt a little embarrassed, after all, he used high technology. "I'm 19 years old."

"What are you doing when you are in college?" Abby looked at Wang Jun up close, making him feel a little embarrassed.

Wang Jun explained: "I just arrived in Ann Arbor and came to work from China."

"You are so powerful, does China want you without a team? Do you know? I was shocked just now. When I realized that you scored more than a dozen three-pointers in a row. Just look at the shooting, you are no worse than those super pitchers in the NBA." In Abby's impression, China's basketball level is average, and the American Dream Team was beaten to the 2000 Olympics without fighting back. It is incredible that a talent like Wang Jun came to work in the United States without playing basketball.

"Where is a team who wants me? Do you think I have a figure that looks like a professional basketball player?" Wang Jun laughed and said to himself.

"Oh, God, you should lose weight! Can't you lose weight? You are such a shameful guy who wastes talent!" Abby shouted angrily, as if she had encountered something intolerable and suffered a huge loss.

Wang Jun was inexplicably ashamed by the excited Abby roaring, and was speechless for a moment.

Abby looked at the watch, stepped forward and picked up the basketball with his feet. He skillfully used his right index finger to push the ball over the ball for a few times, and said to Wang Jun: "It's getting late, don't you stop playing, right? Let's talk while walking."

As he walked, he said where to go, the beauty? Wang Jun really wanted to tell her the fact that he lived in the park, but the other party was too beautiful. He was always shameless and couldn't say it, so he had to bite the bullet and follow it out of the park. His mind was thinking about the famous football song "Oh, tired, tired, tired, tired, tired"...

After leaving the court, Abby smiled and said, "I will introduce myself first. I am Abby Hornacek, you can call me Abby."

"I'm glad to know you, Abby." Wang Jun said in the way Westerners greeted him on TV.

"Your name is Wanjun, I remember correctly, right?" Abby's pronunciation of Chinese names is very unstandard.

Wang Junkhan said: "It's Wang Jun, you can call me Wang."

"Okay, Wang. Listen to me, it's a pity that you don't play basketball. None of the idiots in our school team can make three three-pointers in a row in training. Do you think they are stupid? I heard that Chinese people have good shooting feels, Yao Ming, Wang Zhizhi, ** is typical. Can the centers in your country all shoot three-pointers? Do you train mainly on three-pointers? You are so accurate, you must have been trained by the coach before, right?" Abby said in a chattering manner.

"I have practiced in a domestic sports school." Wang Jun thought to himself that no one believed him. I'm afraid he would be regarded as a lunatic, just treat him as a sports school.

"It's okay to have experience in playing basketball. Do you want to go to college? Have you ever thought about playing basketball in college? I'm the team's deputy manager and I want to invite you to try out." Abby said excitedly.

She believes that Wang Jun can help the Michigan Wolverines rise and reach the NCAA Top 64 in the new season.

Due to poor outside shooting, the Wolverines failed to enter the semi-finals for two consecutive seasons. This year, Carman stayed at school for his last try. After playing, he said he would participate in the NBA draft. This is the team's last chance to achieve results.

The team has a super center, and the offense mainly relies on Kaman's strong attack, attracting double-teams and splitting the ball out, and teammates shoot. Unfortunately, the teammates are not accurate enough for three-pointers and are not sure about the open space. Wang Jun can make up for this flaw. He only needs to occupy a corner on the offensive end and play with Kaman in and out to pass the ball.

She is tall enough, and she can play as a small forward in the shooting guard. She is just too fat, she must be slow and has difficulty in defense. If he can lose weight, she can help the team. No, even if he stands still, he can help the team so accurately! A pitcher like my dad, even if he can only play while walking, every university wants it... The more Abby thinks it becomes more and more reliable.

But Wang Jun poured a basin of cold water on her and shook her head decisively: "I don't want to."

"God, did you really understand what I was saying just now? I'm talking about the University of Michigan, such a famous school, don't you want to try it? If you play well, you may be specially recruited!"

"I don't even have a high school degree, so how can I go to college? And I don't have the money to pay the tuition, so I'm here to work." Wang Jun said with a wry smile.

What a joke, I don’t even want to ask him to go. Going to college means spending money. My sister will take the college entrance examination in one year. He has a headache for her sister’s tuition. Will American universities be cheaper than Chinese universities?

Abby didn't know how to answer the conversation, but he was stunned for a while before frowning and said, "You are too pursuing, right? There are people in this world who don't want to go to college, just to save that little tuition? If you play well, you may get a full scholarship and don't have to pay the tuition."

"What you said is just possible. Even if I don't pay the tuition and don't have time to work at school, what do I eat? I don't make money when playing basketball in college." Wang Jun sighed and confessed: "My family needs money, and I only have a B-level visa for one year, and I will probably return to China next year."

Abby was speechless. At the University of Michigan, because she joined the basketball team, the number of freshmen who signed up for the basketball team last year broke the record. I didn't expect that she would be rejected so thoroughly if she invited a fat man to play basketball in the middle of the night.

After pondering for a while, she felt that her request seemed unreasonable. Scholarships and going to college were not trivial matters. The coach needed to nod and the school leaders agreed. What she said did not count, how could the other party agree easily?

She just wanted to find a pitcher for the team, and didn't think about it from the other party's perspective.

By the way, when working, you can start from this aspect and hold him back. Abby thought of this and said seriously: "Wang, how about you go to school with me for a test first? Let the coach see your strength. If you pass the level, the team will not train all day, and the basketball special enrollment does not take much class. You will definitely have time to work. As long as you join the team, I will introduce you to a job that is easy to make money and easy."
Chapter completed!