On Monday morning, Zhang Wenzhong drove Youjia's BMW 7th Department to Yongcheng University. After parking the car in the parking lot outside the gate of Yongcheng University, he walked into Yongcheng University with two bottles of Wuliangye.

These two bottles of Wuliangye were bought by Lin Ziman the day before yesterday and asked him to give them to Lin’s father as a gift. However, Zhang Wenzhong had good intentions to replace these two bottles of Wuliangye with self-made medicinal wine that was very nourishing to the old man’s body. Today, he carried these two bottles of Wuliangye to work, in order to return them to Lin Ziman.

He won't take advantage of others.

Just as Zhang Wenzhong walked past the basketball court, a basketball bone rolled to his feet and almost tripped him.

"Hi, buddy, please throw the basketball over." A familiar voice sounded from the basketball court.

Zhang Wenzhong looked up and found that the person he was talking to was really known to him. It was Wang Xiao who suspected that he had a STD and secretly ran to him for treatment.

At this time, Wang Xiao was wearing a red Rockets uniform, covered in sweat, and obviously had been practicing in the basketball court for a long time.

"Your name is... Wang Xiao, right?" Zhang Wenzhong stopped and nodded to him with a smile.

"Oh, it's Brother Zhang. You're here so early. Now I'm leaving you to work, right?" Wang Xiao also recognized Zhang Wenzhong. After saying hello to Zhang Wenzhong with a smile, he pointed to the basketball at Zhang Wenzhong's feet and said, "Brother Zhang, please throw this basketball to me."

"Why did you come to play so early?" Zhang Wenzhong asked then. He bent down and easily grabbed the basketball under his feet with his left hand. After washing externally and practicing the Heart Sutra last night, Zhang Wenzhong's already undisciplined hands had completely recovered. There was no trace of scar on these smooth hands.

"Isn't it all because of this ghost weather?" Wang Xiao sighed and said half complaining and half helplessly: "The weather is simply hot. I tossed and turned all night and couldn't fall asleep. Seeing that it was already dawn, I simply called a few buddies who also woke up from the heat, got up early to play basketball, exercise, and take a cool shower later, and I will definitely feel much more comfortable."

Speaking of this, Wang Xiao actually sent an invitation to Zhang Wenzhong: "Hey, Brother Zhang, there is still an hour before you go to work, so why not just come and play with us? You sit every day, and it's time to exercise."

"I still can't, I can't play basketball." Zhang Wenzhong smiled and shook his head to refuse, narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the basket in the distance, then raised his left hand, shook his wrist gently, and involuntarily used the method of casting hidden weapons to shoot the basketball towards the basket.

Looking at Zhang Wenzhong's one-handed shooting posture, Wang Xiao believed in the statement that he could not play basketball, because his shooting posture was too unstandard, and he was a rookie who had never played basketball before.

The distance between Zhang Wenzhong's current position and the basket is as far as a basketball court. If he could still shoot this ball in such a long distance with a one-handed shot, that would be a real ghost.

Wang Xiao originally wanted to make fun of Zhang Wenzhong, but because Zhang Wenzhong had his handle, he did not say the joke, but just smiled in his heart and whispered a few words.

"Brother Zhang, thank you." Wang Xiao thanked him politely, and was about to turn around to pick up the ball. However, before he could turn around, he heard a crisp and crisp sound of "bang" sounding behind him.

This crisp sound was so familiar and so pleasant that he had heard similar sounds countless times - this was the sound of basketball entering the frame.

"No..." Wang Xiao was shocked and turned around quickly.

But after he turned around, all he saw was the basketball keeping jumping under the basket.

"What happened just now?" Wang Xiao quickly asked his companions who had witnessed the previous scene on the court.

"I'm not dazzled, right? A basketball court that is so far away, he even made a one-handed shot..."

"I'll just go! The far pitcher is the real far pitcher!"

"Hey, Wang Xiao, who was that guy just now? I have no reason not to know his name for such an excellent far-range pitcher. Could it be that he is a freshman who has just entered the school?"

Wang Xiao’s companions were all teammates of his school team. After witnessing the amazing scene just now, they opened their mouths and exclaimed in surprise. Even until this moment, they were still doubting whether they had read it wrongly just now.

Wang Xiao subconsciously replied: "He is the school doctor in our school hospital..."

"School doctor? Damn, when did the school doctor shoot so accurately? And it was a very long-distance shot! Awesome! It's so awesome!" Wang Xiao's companion first sighed a few words, then asked curiously: "Hey, Wang Xiao, since he is a school doctor, how did you know him? Ah, no... Do you have any hidden secrets? Have you ever been to find him?"

"What is the hidden secret you have? Is it the hidden secret that is "soft but not straight, straight but not lifted, lifted but not firm, hard but not hard, hard but not in, enter but not in, shoot but not in, shoot but infertile" on the telephone pole? Haha. I didn't expect that Captain Wang, who is strong and physically, has such a problem."

"Damn it! Don't slander me! I'm so strong, how could there be such a hidden secret? I just...ah, by the way, I just ate the wrong thing last week and got my stomach up, so I went to the school hospital to prescribe antidiarrhea medicine, and then I met Brother Zhang." A blush suddenly flashed across Wang Xiao's dark face. In order not to let his companions notice, he hurriedly changed the topic and said, "Correspondence, I said that the ball just now must be just a coincidence. You all heard it. Brother Zhang said that he couldn't play basketball, so the ball he just scored was definitely a coincidence, and he was confused."

"Hey, Brother Zhang, the ball you scored just now was confused, right?" Wang Xiao turned around and asked, but after he turned around, he realized that Zhang Wenzhong had already walked away with the two bottles of Wuliangye, leaving only a back for them.

"Come on, Wang Xiao, let's have another game." The companion shouted to him with the basketball in his arms.
Chapter completed!