Li Ang looked at the notice at the door of the Art Institute and smiled contemptuously.

Boring, who would become a mannequin?

Are you ashamed?

Even if I, Li Ang, die poor, even if I jump from the roof of the Art Institute, I will never agree to such a thing.

Just when Li Ang was about to walk away, two girls came up cautiously. One of the girls with black hair asked excitedly: "Classmate, are you here to interview a model?"

"No, I'll just take a look."

"Oh, what a pity... Do you want to know, the job content is very easy!"

The black-haired girl was enthusiastic and generous, but the blond girl next to her didn't say much, as if she didn't dare to look at Li Ang.

I don’t know if it’s because Li Ang looks too fierce, or because she’s shy by nature.

Speaking of which, this blonde girl is different from most mature and hot European and American girls.

She looks petite, and her face is more baby-faced. Of course, this petiteness is only relative to Li Ang's figure.

This girl from the art school is so reserved.

"No, no, I hope you find the person you need soon."

After that, Li Ang turned around and left, walking straight towards the basketball gym.

Mannequin?

Who the hell would do this?

"Hey, what a pity. His figure looks very good." Seeing Li Ang leave, the black-haired girl shook her head regretfully.

The blonde girl still didn't speak, she just looked at Li Ang's tall back and curled her hair.

After walking for a while, Li Ang met the tall and strong Obina on the road.

When someone like Obina walks on the street, others will take a detour.

In everyone's eyes, he is a beast. But who would have thought that inside this big man lives a gentle gentleman, the kind of gentleman who is particularly afraid of being beaten.

"Hello, Ao Pang." Seeing Obina, Li Ang greeted him friendly.

Obina was stunned for a moment, forced a smile, and then...

Consciously took the bag from Li Ang's hand.

For a moment, all the eyes of people on the street fell on Li Ang.

Seeing this scene, everyone whispered: "This seems to be a hot social brother who transferred from Cleveland, and is known as a tyrant!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's hard to offend when you hear this nickname."

"That's for sure. Didn't you see that even the big guy is his little brother?"

Li Ang was even used to facing these rumors.

Whatever you say, the facts will prove what kind of person I am!

When we arrived at the training hall, everyone had just changed clothes and gathered together when head coach Gary Williams announced that the team was about to go to Rhode Island to play a warm-up match.

Li Ang and Mr. Fu are eager to give it a try. They can't wait to show off their talents in the NCAA.

It's just that the University of Rhode Island...

Never heard of it!

The abuse is over!

However, when Gary Williams was preparing to analyze the opponent's lineup before the game, Li Ang heard a familiar name.

Lamar Odom’s NCAA debut?

Well, it seems that this game may be more interesting than expected...

Three days later, Gary Williams led what he thought was the strongest group of sewer turtles to the smallest state in the United States, Rhode Island.

On the team bus, Francis held a small flyer and studied it carefully for a long time, then suddenly turned around and stared at Li Ang:

"Li Ang, I found a good job that can improve our dire lives!"

"What's a good job? Selling aircraft turning lights or polishing round bullets?" Li Ang asked lazily, looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window.

He had no expectations at all for what Francis called a "good job."

"What a mess, look at this!" Francis said, handing the small flyer to Leon.

Li Ang took a look and realized that this was a recruitment notice from the Art Academy.

"You can't be... Damn it, didn't you see what it says? Those with strong bodies and good temperaments will be given priority. Which one do you take?"

"Damn, that's wrong if you say that. My appearance is...almost, admit it! But from the perspective of temperament, I have been able to control it for so many years!

Moreover, all you need to do is sit down. Look, I am very suitable for this difficult job!"

Just when Li Ang was about to humiliate Francis and engage in an episode of Lee Talking about Sith, the team bus arrived at the University of Rhode Island.

Walking to the entrance of the arena, Li Ang found posters of University of Rhode Island players hanging outside the arena. The atmosphere was like the NBA.

As expected, Li Ang basically didn't know most of the people on this poster.

Except for that guy.

That sleazy smile like an old ticket holder, that bright bald head, and that slender figure.

That's right, it's him, Odom, one of Queensbridge's best kids!

Even though it was just a warm-up match, there were many reporters outside the arena.

Former No. 1 high school student Chang Chang reformed in the first game of the NCAA after being caught for prostitution. How inspiring and the attention is very high!

Faced with such attention, Li Ang couldn't wait even more.

He quickly changed his clothes after arriving in the locker room, his adrenaline was soaring, and he was waiting to go on the field to release it.

Li Ang still wears his No. 1 in the Terrapins. Francis originally wanted to wear No. 23, but Li Ang said that No. 23 has no personality. What's the point of everyone imitating the old gangster? If you want to wear No. 3, just wear No. 3.

Together, you and I can form 13 combinations, which are infinitely powerful.

Francis also asked Li Ang what it meant to pretend to be 13, and Li Ang told him that it means super cool in English and pronounced Liu Bie in Chinese.

From that day on, there was a black man at the University of Maryland who kept talking nonsense all day long. He always said to everyone, "Leon and I are the most hilarious team."

Everyone changes clothes, this new Terrapin team officially debuts!

As a college duo, Li Ang and Francis should have shown their dominance when they appeared on the field.

But the moment they stepped into the stadium, the two of them froze in place as if they were entering the city for the first time.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Although Rhode Island State is not a traditional basketball team, its arena also meets the standards of NCAA Division I.

Tens of thousands of people crowded together and shouted wildly, and the cheerleading girls were full of passion on the court.

Where have Li Ang and Francis seen such a big battle before?

Francis: Damn it, this is called a basketball game!

Li Ang: Damn it, this is called a cheerleader! Your belly is smaller than mine!

Odom looked at the two people who were stunned on the spot from a distance and smiled disdainfully.

Tyrant? NJCAA’s combat power ceiling? That’s it?

He looks like he has never seen the world!

Brother Yasuko would actually be defeated by such a person? It shouldn’t be!

Odom walked up, ready to shake hands and hug Leon and Francis.

As the former number one high school student, he must have shown some general style.

Otherwise it will look like I am bullying others.

"Hello, welcome to Rhode Island State University."

Seeing Odom come up to say hello, Li Ang was also ready to shake hands with Odom kindly: "Hello, I am..."

But before he finished speaking, a boxing glove fell out of Li Ang's jersey and fell to the ground.

Odom glanced at the boxing gloves on the ground, and then at Li Ang, and his head shut down at that time.

No brother, what are you doing with your gadgets when playing basketball!?

"Oh, don't get me wrong. As a fighting enthusiast myself, my teammates and I came up with an opening move related to boxing. This glove is just a prop used during the opening. It's normal. You don't need to be nervous."

Li Ang said and picked up the boxing gloves.

Everything I said is true, I just wanted to imitate the cool boxing opening of James and Wade in the previous life!

Odom swallowed his saliva and took two steps back: Oh...that's it, what about that? Come on, look forward to...looking forward to playing against you.

He even stumbled when he spoke, and ran away as fast as he finished speaking, not even daring to shake hands.

The style of a general? Or is it more important to save one’s life?
To be continued...