Chapter Eighty-six: Unexpected Encounter Su Yu Fei

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  After the game with Guoshang Class 2, Zhao Yang's magical performance in the last minute naturally became a topic of discussion among the students of 'Business Administration' Class 1.

  Mo Qinglan's small face was flushed with excitement, like a bright red apple. Her eyes were narrowed as she looked at Zhao Yang, resembling two curved crescent moons, her pupils shining with an irrepressible joy and unspoken pride.

  As for why I would be proud... it's just an obvious thing. Yeah, everyone understands!

  "Zhao Yang, I didn't expect you to be so accurate with your three-pointers! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes that you really can't dribble and shoot, I would have suspected that you were pretending to be a pig eating a tiger!"

  Qian Hao's face, covered in sweat, was still filled with the joy and excitement of victory. Just thinking about Zhao Yang's two consecutive three-pointers and the final dunk that sealed the win... Qian Hao still found it hard to believe even now.

  Zhao Yang smiled and pursed his lips, "I've practiced before. Since I was young, I've been very accurate at playing marbles, let alone just shooting a simple basket!"

  This is naturally Zhao Yang's nonsense, casually finding an excuse, as for whether Qian Hao believes it or not... that has nothing to do with Zhao Yang. Anyway, the shot went in and that's all that matters. As for why he was able to make those shots so accurately one after another, whether you call it dogshit luck or something else, that's not what Zhao Yang needs to worry about.

  "Hey, stop messing with me. You're still playing with shells? Can playing with shells be compared to shooting hoops?" Qian Hao rolled his eyes, but he was very clear that Zhao Yang had hardly ever played basketball before, which could also be seen from his previous shooting posture, those stiff and awkward movements were definitely not made by someone who often plays basketball.

  He also couldn't figure out why Zhao Yang could throw so accurately. Qian Hao had one good thing, which was that he rarely got stuck on things he couldn't understand.

  "Hey Zhao Yang, I saw how accurate your shots were. If you practice more on the basic skills of basketball, with your ability, I believe you can even join the school team and become a sharpshooter. Are you interested in joining the school's 'Basketball Club' with me? We can practice or play matches with the people in the club. These days, I've met several seniors from the school's basketball club while playing ball, and they said that these days, various clubs and associations in the school will be recruiting new members..."

  Qian Hao spoke up. He was a basketball enthusiast, and his greatest hobby was playing basketball. Now that he saw Zhao Yang's shooting was so accurate, but lacked basic skills, he naturally wanted to pull Zhao Yang together to play ball.

  However, Zhao Yang didn't have much interest in these things. Today he took the stage voluntarily with a purely playful attitude. Moreover, after all, he was also a member of the Business Administration Class 1, and generally didn't want to see his class lose to the other side. But if he had to practice this specially, then he would have no interest at all.

  "This can be forgotten, I'm not very interested in basketball. Moreover, I don't live in school, it's not as convenient as you guys." Zhao Yang said with a shake of his head.

  Qian Hao was somewhat disappointed, but he also knew that playing ball still depends on personal interest. Since Zhao Yang didn't like it very much, he didn't think much of it either.

  At this time, Mu Qinglan and Guo Qianqian also ran over. Both of their faces still had the flush of excitement on them. When they arrived in front of Zhao Yang, Mu Qinglan couldn't help but laugh and praise: "Zhao Yang, your shot just now was really accurate, too awesome!"

  "Yes, and that last dunk was the killer. I really didn't think you could dunk, Zhao Yang!" Guo Qianqian said with a hint of incredulity. Zhao Yang's height is only about 1.8 meters, and it's not common for ordinary people to be able to dunk at this height.

  "Haha, my physical fitness is good, so I can naturally dunk after jumping high." Zhao Yang smiled and replied. He himself didn't have much feeling about the shooting and dunking just now, but seeing Mu Qinglan and the others' excited expressions, which were even more joyful than his own, he found it quite interesting.

  After a while, the second physical education class also ended. Since there were no classes scheduled for the afternoon and evening, Zhao Yang decided to head home.

  After saying goodbye to Mu Qinglan and Qian Hao, Zhao Yang walked back home alone. As he passed by the "Cultural Corridor" at the school's main entrance, he saw that under the shade of trees on both sides were many stalls set up with desks, and in front of those stalls, there were also many students stopping to watch.

  Those "stalls" were naturally not selling things on the street, but rather the various school clubs and associations that Qian Hao and Zhao Yang had mentioned earlier recruiting new students. In college, there are countless types of clubs, which is also a highlight of college life and can be considered one of its characteristics.

  Anyway, it's just passing by, Zhao Yang can't help but take a look with some curiosity. Along the way, all kinds of clubs and societies are seen, such as dance associations, chess clubs, roller skating associations, taekwondo clubs... and so on. Even "English Association" and "Environmental Protection Association" are among them.

  The entire street was lined with booths from various student organizations, all of which were crowded. There were also many associations that had people standing on the side of the road handing out promotional materials to passing students... It was incredibly lively.

  Seeing this scene, it was actually what made Zhao Yang feel the unique atmosphere of university.

  "Hello fellow student, are you interested in learning more about our 'Badminton Association'..."

  Looking at the flyer handed over in front of him, Zhao Yang smiled and took it. Along the way, he had already held several flyers from various clubs in his hand. He just glanced at this thing casually.

  "The Martial Arts Association is recruiting new members, all interested brothers and sisters can sign up. Our association has many real martial arts masters who will teach you hand in hand, don't miss out if you're passing by..."

  The entire "Cultural Corridor" was filled with all sorts of shouts.

  "Hey fellow student, let's get to know our 'Martial Arts Association'."

  Zhao Yang was looking down at the contents of the several promotional flyers in his hand, when suddenly another one was handed to him, which he took casually.

  The crisp and pleasant sound that had just entered his ears gave Zhao Yang a faint sense of familiarity, and he couldn't help but subconsciously look up at the person who was handing him a flyer in front of him.

  "Is it you?!"

  Zhao Yang and that person almost simultaneously shouted out loud.

  At this moment, standing in front of Zhao Yang was actually the ponytail girl Su Yu Fei who often met by the lake in the park!

  "You're also a student at H University!" Su Yu Fen was full of surprise. She never thought that handing out flyers would allow her to run into that despicable guy who had wronged her.

  Just thinking about being 'teased' by this guy on the lake shore that morning made Su Yuwei feel a bit itchy in her teeth.

  Su Yuwei's expression was all taken in by Zhao Yang at a glance, and he suddenly rolled his eyes, "If you can be a student of H University, why can't I?"

  Zhao Yang's words made Su Yu Fei secretly annoyed, she rolled her eyes and hummed: "So what if it is? What's so great about that?"

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