After dinner, Wu Siming went out to play with a basketball in his arms and asked if he would go.

"You go first."

Wu Qingping went to change his sports clothes.

When he arrived at the community square, Wu Siming slapped the ball and moved his muscles, dribbled the ball behind his back, dribbled the ball under his crotch, and then made a three-pointer to hit the iron. He picked it up and continued to hit the iron.

"Go to me one,"

Wu Sifan came down to ask for basketball.

"Come and grab it."

Wu Siming was away from the three-point line and was ready to show off a few times.

Wu Sifan had no moral character at all, and rushed forward and grabbed the brother and robbed him.

Wu Siming convinced the old girl's unreasonableness and followed behind, preparing to cover her with a hat.

Wu Sifan looked back and ran away with the ball.

"Brother, I want to dunk, you can hold me."

Wu Sifan stood under the rebound and reached out to jump, which was far from it.

"I can't afford to be so big."

Wu Siming walked away while slapped the ball. When he was a child, his old girl rode his shoulders at any time, but now she can't do it anymore.

"Try it, I'm only about eighty pounds."

Wu Sifan did not give up.

"I only have fifty kilograms of noodles bought by my grandfather's house and I can carry it hard." Wu Siming threw the basketball to the old girl and said, "Picking it up is about the same height as raising it," he said.

As he said that, he walked behind the old girl, half-squatted and hugged her thigh, "It's so heavy."

Wu Siming stood up swayingly, and even the fairy who had about a hundred pounds was not so difficult.

“It’s not reachable.”

The old man raised it up, and Wu Sifan held the basketball player straight and still couldn't reach it. He jumped and threw the ball into the frame.

"It's only this height."

Wu Siming took a perfunctory approach and slowly put down the old girl.

"Okay," Wu Sifan sighed in disappointment, lifted his pants, pulled down his shirt, "Lu Manxi must be heavier than me. How can you carry it to our house in the future? It starts to reach the third floor of our house at the entrance of the community."

"You have to help me open the way,"

Wu Siming said that the groom suffered a marriage because he had no right-hand assistant.

Wu Sifan said: "I am a weak woman, let your best friend open the way. Aren't you known as Tangdu f4?"

"They are friends, so it's enough not to mess with me."

The old girl bent down to tie her shoelaces, and Wu Siming threw the basketball out to smash her ass.

"Brother, you are so bad," Wu Sifan staggered and almost pested in front of him, and said angrily, "Do you know Lu Manxi?"

"Of course I know, I'm much worse in front of her."

Wu Siming didn't care.

"Sure enough, men are not bad and women don't love them."

Wu Sifan tied his shoelaces and came over to kick the old man.

"Brother is essentially a good person."

Wu Siming threw the basketball to his father who had just arrived.

"You are a good person, there are no bad people in the world."

Wu Sifan cut.

"You should be like your brother, you are a good person but not an honest person," Wu Qingping looked at the girl and said, "You can't be a bad person, nor can you be an honest person."

"My brother was so bad as he was when he was a child."

Wu Sifan was speechless. Brother is indeed like this, but he gives others a very elegant feeling. When his classmates looked at his brother's photos, they all said that his brother was a good boy. His brother's face was so confusing to those who didn't understand.

Liu Yumei came over with her badminton racket and table tennis racket, "Who will play with me?"

"I want to play table tennis, let's play."

Wu Sifan went over to get the beat.

"Fight with mom."

Wu Siming didn't play table tennis with his sister. The older sister was bored little by little, and she couldn't handle it if she was a little more energetic.

Wu Sifan was so disdainful that he nodded to look for his mother.

"Play badminton."

Liu Yumei doesn't want to play table tennis with the girl either.

"Xiao Ming comes together, whoever loses will lose."

Liu Yumei shouted at the bastard.

"It's too lonely to beat me with you."

Wu Siming still plays basketball, and his badminton skills are also such a terrifying existence in the university badminton club. His power is used to kill, and most amateur players cannot handle it.

"Why don't you fight Lin Dan?"

Wu Sifan patted his brother's head with a badminton racket.

"I want to play with Lin Dan, too, I don't have a chance." Wu Siming smiled and said, "I'm more than enough to let you and your mom have a double."

Wu Sifan said: "Blow hard, the family will not make jokes anyway."

"Xiao Ming is really athletic talent."

Liu Yumei said to herself that the bastards play basketball, badminton, and table tennis are all good, they run fast and jump high.

“This inherited mine.”

Liu Yumei added another sentence.

"I inherited my father's kindness and my mother's abilities. I am more like my mother for giving birth."

Wu Siming agreed. What my mother said was the truth. My father could not beat my mother in badminton table tennis, and even played basketball was not as good as my mother. Although my mother was a woman, she was very cool in playing badminton. She wore a pink sportswear and had steady and fast steps, and she swung her slap very strongly. No wonder my father paid special attention to waist care.

Wu Sifan said: "Where is me?"

Wu Siming said: "You look like a dad."

After exercising for a while, Wu Siming went home first and called the fairy.

Lu Manxi connects to the passage: "What's the matter?"

Wu Siming: "Can't you beat you if you're fine?"

Lu Manxi said word by word: "No."

Wu Siming: "Then I'm dead."

"I'll give you three seconds to hang up, 1, 2, 3," Lu Manxi continued, "Why don't you hang up?"

Wu Siming said: "I'm afraid I can't get through if I die."

Lu Manxi said with a smile, "No, as long as you want to contact me, I will definitely be able to get through."

Wu Siming said: "Where are your parents?"

"Which is watching TV, I read books in the study, watched the besieged city for the second time."

The road is soft and he speaks slowly.

Wu Siming: "I will type in the letters and chat at the evening party."

"Okay, bye."

“…”

After hanging up the phone, Wu Siming woke up the computer, went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of mineral water, opened it, and took a sip. He first modified the manuscript he wrote in the afternoon, and at the same time made his thinking coherent, and then continued to write.

Wu Sifan and his parents were training until after 8 o'clock. When they saw their brother typing on the keyboard again, she lay down behind the chair and said, "Don't you have to do your homework?"

"Who would take homework for college students to write homework? The homework for a week is not as much as a day in high school."

Wu Siming replied.

“It’s so cool.”

Wu Sifan read the brother's writing in front of the computer.

"Finally, when the golden light was connected, Lu Zijun's hands were combined in an orderly manner, and then a firm and soft palm was slapped out. The formation came out of his hand, quickly enlarged, and accurately landed in the pre-selected position outside the courtyard.

Around it, a strong spiritual energy immediately condensed.
To be continued...