Chapter 312: Talking with strength

Xiao Han decided to try out what this big guy called a cigar tastes. He has rarely smoked recently, but he was fascinated by the way big-name stars such as Jordan and others held a cigar in their mouths after winning the championship. It felt very cool. I thought that one day I would definitely come like this.

Xiao Han always did what he thought of. Soon, he squinted his eyes and lay on a recliner on the Russian University campus. The early autumn sun shone on his body, which was very comfortable. When it came to autumn, Xiao Han then remembered that he came to Columbus in early May, but it was already the end of August. For more than three months, he went to the school library to read books every day and read books about psychology he decided to major in. He didn't realize that time was fast.

These days, let alone Cook, whom he had never met, even the coach and Uncle Oden could not touch Xiao Han. After honestly following Coach Thad Matta to learn the team's tactics, Xiao Han disappeared from the sight of the two of them.

Xiao Han had just arrived and changed his mobile phone card, but he did not notify the two of them. In addition, he went out early and came back late every day, so the two of them would be idle every time they went to find him. This made him look more mysterious in the eyes of both of them, and they became more curious about China.

Starting these days, newborns have come to report one after another. In fact, sometimes Xiao Han would sit in every corner of the outdoors, looking at the new strange faces curiously, especially the hot blonde girls. The freshness of the new arrival has been lost. Xiao Han no longer looked at the Western women's big breasts and big buttocks. More often, he would rather go to the library to face the boring combination of twenty-six letters than these foreign girls who are so angry that they are not as big as the aesthetic of oriental people.

Western women have a rough appearance, not as delicate and delicate as Eastern women. After a few days of looking at it, they are actually tired of it, but it is different for newcomers. Xiao Han has always been committed to discovering a girl who looks like a flash in a certain movie, with a long flowing golden hair and an oriental charm. It is not what she wants to do, but the way she looks in her memory is in line with the appearance of an angel in his mind, rather than the bird people covered with feathers in the church.

Unfortunately, perhaps such Western women are too rare, or Xiao Han is too lucky. In short, he pays attention every day in the past three months, but he doesn't even notice a silhouette. Today is even worse. Not only did the angels not see it, but there are also three more big men like iron towers blocking his view of watching flowers.

"Uncle, is it okay to let me go? It's so annoying." Xiao Han drew a circle in the air with his right hand holding the cigar and said dissatisfiedly.

"I have said many times, don't call me uncle!" Oden roared. He and Xiao Han are now good friends, and they speak more casually. The first change Xiao Han made was to call Oden the uncle. Only in this way would he feel more relaxed and he didn't have to hold it in. The so-called venting is probably what he meant. Oden was naturally extremely dissatisfied with this, but when facing Xiao Han, a guy who was threatening or begging, he would treat him as a guy in front of him. In addition to venting his dissatisfaction with anger, what other ways could Uncle Oden think of?

Conley, who was standing beside him, covered his mouth and laughed secretly. In fact, he had thought about calling Oden this way. Uncle Oden sounded like McDonald's, so fun, but due to the power of this big bear, he never dared to call him. Now Xiao Han not only dared to call him like this in person, but also made Oden unimaginable. In Conley's eyes, Xiao Han immediately became a very interesting guy, and the first impression between people is undoubtedly very important.

Cook has to admit that Xiao Han is quite different from ordinary people. At least like him now, he is holding a cigar on campus and pretending to be cool. Cook asks himself that he can't do it. And even if he does it, he will never be as cool as Xiao Han and will not be annoying at all.

"I heard that your physical test results are quite excellent? But basketball can not only be played well by your body. Especially a guy like you who thinks you are talented and does not care about your body." Cook glanced at the cigar in Xiao Han's hand and said coldly. This is called finding fault.

Cook has read Xiao Han's physical test data in detail. There is no doubt that each item is much better than him. However, Cook originally knew that players with better physical fitness are more responsible. If one of them is inferior and jealous, he will not play. Cook is very clear about his strengths, so his dream is to become an elegant shooter, a cold killer, rather than a gymnast who can run and jump, or a hurdler.

"Daequenn!" Auden wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

"No matter how good or bad I play, I will definitely be higher than your level. No matter what I compare, you are no match for me." Xiao Han was even more arrogant. He didn't even look at what Cook looked like when he was talking. He took a leisurely breath of cigarettes and said contemptuously.

"What did you say?" Cook couldn't help but be furious. You know, he was quite arrogant about his scoring ability.

"I said you, no." Xiao Han raised two fingers and shook them gently, "Isn't you convinced? What are you the best? By the way, I heard from the uncle that you shoot, right? Then, let's do the simplest one, let's compare. Who has a higher free throw shooting rate, how about it, do you dare to come?"

Xiao Han is eccentric. He clearly knows that free throws are Cook's weakness, but he attributes it to the shooting. But his statement is really correct, because it will not be disturbed by defense. Free throws are indeed one of the relatively easy shooting methods. But those who really play often know that the position of the free throw line is not so easy to shoot. Although Xiao Han said it lightly, he himself once said that the free throw line should be the most difficult area on the basketball court, no doubt about it.

Even if he was embarrassed by Cook, he had to show his generosity. Xiao Han was so ungrateful for a while. His best friend Luo Hao was just like him.

"Come on, come, afraid you won't be able to do it?" Cook knew that he was not good at free throws, but Xiao Han held it in words. He wanted to say no, but he really didn't have the shame, so he had to bite the bullet and push it up.

Xiao Han snorted softly, still not raising his eyelids, and followed Cook behind the angry storm. Oden and Conley looked at each other, not knowing how to persuade them, so they had to follow them to the stadium. No matter what they said, it would be good to be a witness.

"I haven't touched the ball for a few months, I'm a little bit of a hand." Xiao Han said, picking up a ball and standing outside the three-point line and throwing it out. It's a clean hollow. At the same time, Cook's outside shot missed.

Xiao Han finally looked up at Cook, but it would be better to continue to ignore it. His eyes were obviously deliberately making Cook so angry that he could not calm down.

"Who will come first?" Cook almost shouted.

Xiao Han stopped talking at this time and quietly retreated to the side, looking like you were casual.

One, two, three, four... eight of the ten free throws. It was a bit beyond Xiao Han's expectation that Cook, who was extremely uneasy, could get such a result. In this way, this guy is still a game-type player, and Cook's free throw skills are indeed good, so it seems that there is room for improvement.

It was Xiao Han's turn, and ignored Cook, who looked proud on the side. Xiao Han turned to Kang Li, who was watching the fun, and said, "Come and pass the ball to me. The positions of ten balls are the same, about this position. There are no requirements, but you must pay attention to the rhythm."

As he said that, Xiao Han compared to his chest. Although Kang Li didn't know what Xiao Han was going to do, he still nodded in cooperation.

As the three people watched, Xiao Han slowly walked up to the free throw line, looked carefully at the distance between him and the free throw line, raised his hand and gestured, nodded, and then, he actually slowly closed his eyes and greeted Conley, "Come on."
Chapter completed!