"You have to drink beer even when you exercise vigorously, be careful of sudden death." Wang Bo mocked several people.

Fan Dong held the basketball and tried the feel. He held the ball with his right hand and held it with his left hand. His arm bent naturally. Then his wrist trembled softly. He used the power of his fingers to tweak the basketball and shot it out.

The basketball drew an orange arc in the air and finally fell into the net, making a crisp sound: "Swish!"

Song Jiashu clapped him with high fives and said with a smile: "It's not bad, the big class, the touch is OK."

Fan Dong deliberately raised his head and made a proud gesture: "That's right, I'm a man of sharpshooter blood. As long as I get the ball, my hand will be so hot that it can roast teppanyaki..."

"Who is the one with the blood of the sharpshooter?" Wang Bo teased, "Zhou Haojie, do you have the blood of the sharpshooter? Are you Fan Dong's man?"

Zhou Haojie laughed and said, "It was here before, but now it's gone. Now I'm a rebounder."

Wang Bo doesn’t know how to play basketball, but he has been in New Zealand for a long time and can play rugby.

But when everyone plays together, this is to say goodbye to a single party, and to find an opportunity to recall college life. For these people, the most valuable thing about their shared college time is basketball.

But Lao Wang is not good at this. He is usually responsible for organizing and being a cheerleader in college.

Zhou Haojie pulled him up from behind, and Lao Wang waved his hand awkwardly: "I don't know much about this, I can't play well."

"Yes, how can our old classmates not know whether you play well? But if you play well, why do we still pull you? Can flowers look beautiful without green leaves?"

The group of people laughed, making Lao Wang very angry.

There were eight people in total, divided into two waves, but no one wanted him. Everyone knew that he didn't play basketball in college and had a very poor skill.

Lao Wang was so angry again.

But when it really hit the court, the situation suddenly changed.

Wang Bo's physical fitness has been strengthened in a subtle way, and he has been diligent in training. Compared with these little white-collar workers who have been facing computers all day, he is a wild beast.

After graduating from college, everyone worked and didn’t have much time to play basketball, so their skills have declined. In this case, the importance of physical fitness is magnified.

Fan Dong broke through the basket with the ball and wanted to make a layup. Seeing that he was so slow, Wang Bo rushed up with two big steps and jumped up from behind. With a wave of his hand, he slapped the flying basketball away with a slap.

Zhou Haojie was entangled by Zhang Rui, dribbling back and stretched the distance, put away the ball and passed it casually. Wang Bo started from the wing, rushed up and broke the ball.

Hou Haibo played hard at the basket. Seeing Wang Bo behind him, he sank his shoulders and hit him. He wanted to knock him away and find a confrontation to take the opportunity to make a layup.

Wang Bo didn't move either. Hou Haibo bumped into it, and like he hit a wall, he bounced back.

The more he played, the more he became dumbfounded. The more Wang Bo played, the smoother he was. He could not control the ball and shoot correctly, but he could block, steal, grab rebounds, and do everything on the defensive end.

He handed it to his teammates on the offensive end until the rebound bounced up from behind. He soared into the sky and grabbed the ball with one hand, finding that his body was still rising...

The basketball frame was right in front of him. Wang Bo grabbed the ball with one hand and waved his arm. With a muffled bang, the basketball was smashed into the basket with one hand!

Zhou Haojie and Fan Dong, who were waiting for defense below, were stunned, and Hou Haibo swears: "Damn, Lao Wang, when did you become so distorted? Dunk!"

"Is it good to have a one-handed buckle? This treading Marvins-Cart!"

"Is this grandson hidden? He won't play basketball in New Zealand, right?"

"I can't show my fuck. My grandson had this ability in college and I've been dunking on the basketball court every day!"

Wang Bo was proud and deliberately frowned after landing, making a distressed expression: "Why does Madan's hand hurt when his slam dunk? Otherwise, I wouldn't like to dunk and hurt my hand!"

Fan Dong said: "You don't pretend to be friends with us."

Zhou Haojie: "The turtle is going to get married tomorrow. This is my party. Can you give me the opportunity to pretend to be a comparison?"

Wang Bo laughed and said, "Or what if I hold you and dunk you?"

"Don't, let the mouse leave the first time of the chrysanthemum to Li Jiayi. After holding him and dunking the basket, his butt hurts all night and he has to walk tomorrow." Hou Haibo said.

Wang Bo sneered: "You underestimate your buddy. It hurts all night? I'll let him hurt for a week!"

"You are so cruel. Are you planning to make anal fissures for me, Haojie brothers, or why?"

Zhou Haojie pushed to beat several people: "The paralysis is rolling, and the innocence of labor and capital will be destroyed sooner or later in the hands of you bastards!"

They just warm up the ball, then sit on the basketball court and drink beer, eat snacks and chat.

"Time is so fast. In the blink of an eye, how many years have we graduated? Six years have you been!" Fan Dong said while drinking beer.

Wang Bo was stunned. Since he went to New Zealand, he had ignored this problem. After hearing Fan Dong's words, he suddenly felt mixed feelings.

"My brothers are all three. As the eldest brother, I am going to be four!" Zhou Haojie sighed, "I said, our group is really stable. Are you not in a hurry to get married?"

"Does Lao Wang have any plans to get married?"

Wang Bo lived with Eva before, and felt that life was wonderful and enjoyable. He didn't think much about this because they are actually husband and wife now.

Now that he discusses this, he feels a little nervous. No wonder his parents force him to get engaged and get married quickly, and he is immediately an older young man.

Thinking of this, he said, "I'm right away, it should be next year. Where are you? Your wife's family didn't urge me?"

Zhang Rui, who was not good at speaking, smiled bitterly: "I'm urging, urging you crazy, but I don't have a career or hope, why should I get married? I won't talk about raising children, I just want to buy a house, just the current housing price? Ha, I'll support myself first."

Wang Bo patted his shoulder and said, "Buying a house is a trivial matter, otherwise I would lend it to everyone for the down payment without interest. You can repay the loan yourself, how about it?"

Zhang Rui shook his head: "Thank you, brother, but I don't want to do this. It involves money and always feels that it affects our relationship."

Wang Bo curled his lips and said, "It's a barren person, it will affect his feelings. Just make it so temporary. Otherwise, do you have any projects you want to do alone? I can invest. Recently, I worked with a bank and got some money to invest."

Su Dongdong hesitated for a moment and said, "If possible, I have a topic here to attract some investment. You know that the domestic e-commerce environment is very popular, so I designed an app to try it."

Wang Bo said: "Then it's okay. Let's talk until Lao Zhou gets married."
Chapter completed!