Daily Life in the Countryside After Being Reborn-Chapter 274 - 49: An Unexpected Encounter at the Communal Meal (Part 2)

"How’s the preparation for next year’s middle school league going?" Mao Yi really treats Xiao Xian like a little sister, and their conversations mostly revolve around the league.

"Not bad, but I’m still a newbie, so I probably won’t get to play," Xiao Xian noticed that Mao Dazhu’s home had more bamboo products than the company’s office, and the craftsmanship seemed a bit rough, but it was all hand-made by Mao Dazhu himself, truly authentic.

From bamboo products, to Bai Juyi’s potted plants, to the uniquely colored flowers cultivated by Mei Xiang, it seems that the South Gate truly produces talents. The disciples under his guidance each have their own strengths. Xiao Xian thought about the scissors at home, not sure what Bai Juyi intended by leaving those scissors.

"Take every chance to practice, you’ve got good talent. By the way, during the winter break, we participated in a Nike basketball cup competition, it was street basketball, are you interested in checking it out?" Street basketball is still something new for the locals, abandoning the traditional five-on-five match format,

similar to the popularity of soccer in South America, street basketball first became popular in impoverished neighborhoods populated by African Americans. Black children had no proper places to play, and fights occurred frequently. Later, someone marked an area on the street, maybe just a flat cement surface or a busy street corner, using only one referee and six players, not requiring the best skills, but relying on the enthusiasm of the spectators and a strong sense of rhythm.

"Can I participate too?" Since joining the basketball team, she had never shown her skills in front of anyone, much less on the street.

"The competition came from Shanghai, it’s still group matches during the winter break, a game every other day, and the registration requires two males and one female." Mao Yi has really been troubled by this rule; the best teammate would be Bai Xue, but she’s too overbearing. Besides, both he and Qu Yiyang already have some fame in the Beijing District; with Bai Xue, it’d be too much like bullying.

So, having met Xiao Xian, who came back with her grandfather today, he got an idea.

"You don’t need to worry much about skills; I’ve seen you practice, and even without... jumping power, your dodging speed is impressive. When the time comes, you just need to confuse the opponents and pass the ball to me and Yiyang." Mao Yi is quite interested in this street basketball match because the top three teams from the Greater China District can win three tickets to watch one of this year’s NBA East-West Finals in the United States. For Mao Yi, who loves basketball, such an opportunity is once in a lifetime.

Xiao Xian agreed. That night, Feng Xing got drunk at a methdilazine party, and the three took a taxi back home.

After sending away Xiao Xian and the others, Mao Yi made a call to Qu Yiyang, "Yiyang, no need to contact Wang Ke anymore, I’ve found someone."

"Found someone? Unless it’s Bai Xue, who else could be more suitable than Wang Ke," Qu Yiyang had just called in the afternoon, inviting Wang Ke to join him for the Nike Cup.

"It’s not Bai Xue; I’m not that close with her, plus Bai Xue is from Henan and probably won’t be in Beijing during the winter break. I found a female player from the basketball team, the one you’ve been trying to chat up." Listening on the phone, Qu Yiyang excitedly jumped up.

Just knew this guy wasn’t serious, with such an important match, he’d rather mess around with a pretty girl than compete seriously with someone like Wang Ke.

"Great, I didn’t see that coming, Mao Yi, you’ve got some skills. Wait a minute, how did you get so close with Zhu Xiaoxian, tell me, how did you connect with her?" It took him over ten minutes to explain before Mao Yi finally ended the call.

From the other end of the courtyard, cries from Mao Dazhu could be heard. Mao Yi turned on the TV, watching a basketball game being broadcasted, muttering, "Grandpa’s started reminiscing about his teacher’s past again, no peace tonight."

In a government-owned apartment in the Beijing East District, Xi Lijuan was ironing a basketball uniform she’d dug out, "My son, barely back for a few days, after visiting friends and relatives, now says he wants to join some street basketball."

"Let him exercise, it’s good," Zhou Qiang, who rarely had a free evening at home for dinner, disliked the old Zhou Ziang who used to just stay at home. Since returning from the United States, his son seemed even more mature. These past few days, he had visited former teachers and several renowned agricultural research institutes in Beijing.

As soon as they heard Zhou Ziang was back from Cornell University, they didn’t care whether he had his degree yet, all extended olive branches. But Zhou Ziang did not show interest in any of them, and after coming home, he did not say much.

"Mom, you don’t need to iron the basketball uniform, I have a new one," This Nike Cup doesn’t really matter to Zhou Ziang; he hadn’t joined any clubs in the United States due to scheduling. Not many knew about his basketball skills. As for the NBA East-West Finals tickets, he was somewhat interested.

"Oh, that’s right, you’ve grown taller in the United States, your old clothes probably don’t fit anymore," listening, Xi Lijuan felt guilty; she really wasn’t a qualified mother. Her son was no longer the child from four years ago, those old clothes couldn’t fit. In a mother’s heart, she always wished her son would remain the little baby who learned to speak and refused to leave her arms. The basketball uniform under her iron was the first one Xi Lijuan bought for Zhou Ziang; after going abroad, it had never been used again. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

"Mom, just iron it anyway, I forgot to bring back the basketball uniform when I came back," seeing Xi Lijuan’s disappointment, Zhou Ziang changed his words. After speaking, he returned to his room and stuffed the basketball uniform he had taken out earlier back into his suitcase.

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