Basketball glory

"What are you doing? Why are you yelling?" An Wen was so frightened that he immediately took off his leg from the table and kept mumbling.

An Wen suppressed the anger in her heart and said, "You are so angry with me that you don't learn well all day long."

"Eat! You are not qualified to comment on what she looks like." An Zhigang walked out of the kitchen and said to An Ran.

"If you haven't come back for four years, do you still think this is your home?" His words were engraved in An Ran's heart like a knife.

"I ran to the United States for that woman, so don't come back. Why are you coming back?"

Because of the incident involving An Ran's mother, An Zhigang has been feeling angry about An Ran's departure.

"I"

"So you are not qualified to comment on what Anwen is like now. Besides, she is ten thousand times better than you."

I thought that even if my family still blamed me when I returned home, this situation would not happen. On the first day after returning home after four years, An Ran felt like her heart was bleeding. It was as if everything had changed.

"Aren't you going to make money? How many dollars did you earn?"

"Only more than a thousand."

"Haha, do you know how hard it is outside? You don't grow up so big in vain."

Hearing An Zhiguo's cold ridicule, An Ran couldn't bear it anymore. She turned her head and ignored him.

"Dad, what are you doing? My brother just came back."

"Leave the kids alone."

Anwen secretly glanced at the two people sitting on the sofa who were not looking at each other, and a hint of panic disappeared in her eyes.

The two of them are the closest to each other. Seeing them quarreling makes An Wen feel really uncomfortable.

And An Ran thought to herself: "Haha, it is indeed the same as it was many years ago. It has not changed at all. Only money, money, money is in its eyes."

"If he had a lot of dollars in his hands, maybe he would talk so much about family ties."

In fact, when An Ran was a child, An Zhigang had a money-worshiping attitude. An Ran saw with her own eyes his behavior of pretending to be a grandson for others for money.

From then on, An Ran never mentioned her request to be called dad. She continued to be called uncle for so many years because An Ran felt too embarrassed.

"An Wen has another exam, let her have a good rest first."

After eating, An Ran was afraid that the two of them would start a war again when they were free, so she hurriedly said.

"Trash, do you think I am willing to quarrel with you?"

Having figured out his temper early on, An Ran didn't say much, closed the door for An Wen, pushed the door open and walked out.

After walking around the house, I saw Anwen carrying a pencil case and preparing to take the exam, so Anran suggested that she go and see her off.

As the two people walked on the road, the atmosphere became a little tense for a moment.

Anwen knew that her brother was worried that he was a bad student and that he was so cruel to him if he didn't study hard.

Although An Wen feels that there is nothing wrong with having a flamboyant personality as he has grown up, his brother's remaining power is still there.

"elder brother."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to call you."

An Wen stretched out her hand to straighten her braids and glanced at An Ran secretly.

In fact, An Ran also noticed it. When he had a rest at noon, he took off all his eye shadow and makeup.

Under the wide Iverson jersey, he also wore a pair of knee-length jeans. He did not deliberately create the appearance of bare legs like he did in the morning.

After all, she is still a younger sister. How can An Ran be really angry with her? Mostly because he is afraid that she will become a bad example.

In fact, Anwen was crazy about Iverson because of Enron. He was still young at that time, and the NBA had not been popular in China for a few years.

And Anwen learned that the first football star his brother liked was the "answer". So later he got to know him better, got to know him, and imitated him.

"Take the exam well! I'll wait for you here after school."

As we approached the school gate, the flow of people gradually increased. Although there were no classes for the first and second grade students because they occupied the examination room.

But there were so many parents who couldn't stand the senior high school students, so they surrounded the door in circles.

"I didn't experience this when I took the college entrance examination." An Ran thought about the time when she took the college entrance examination, but her whole family didn't pay much attention to it. They just treated it like a small test.

An Zhigang also said that if he did not do well in the exam, he could go work at a construction site to earn money.

Also unchanged are the carts selling snacks at the entrance to the school.

Grilled sweet potatoes, pancakes with fruit, vegetable pancakes, pancakes with ridged ribs, and sweet potato squares.

Aunts one after another desperately grab the best stalls, just to make money.

"Auntie, you're here too early. We've already had lunch at this hour, and the students are all going to take exams. How can I be in the mood?"

An aunt who was busy roasting sweet potatoes on the stove looked up and saw that An Ran was neatly dressed. Then she smiled and said, "Young man, you don't understand." She said with a tone of experience.

"If you don't come early, you won't be able to get a seat in a while! There are so many parents here to accompany their children. Waiting at the gate is just waiting. If you can't get enough, you just want to buy something to eat. How much can you earn just by looking at a few students?"

Seeing An Ran smiling and nodding, the aunt said again: "I don't have any skills. The common people can only come here to sell sweet potatoes. It's hard to do business."

There was a sour tone, as if he was envious of those who sit in offices all day long and still get a good salary.

"Thank you for your hard work, aunt. I wish you a prosperous business."

The school gate now is the same as before, and you will never be treated coldly just because you come around and don't buy.

The people who do business here are powerful, but their treatment of others will never make anyone uncomfortable.

It's true that they like the rich, but they will never look down on the poor. They care more about emotions than business.

This is why so many students express emotional feelings when they recall the delicious food at the school gate when they were in school.

Because of the warmth brought by these aunts and uncles, they were comforted when they were almost unable to support their studies.

"There is a garden and a golf course over there. Many people go there to play. It's still early to finish the exam here, so let's go and have a look."

"Okay, thank you, aunt. I'm just busy killing time." An Ran's eyes lit up when she heard that there was a stadium.

You can’t miss this no matter what, go and see it.

Following the instructions, it didn't take long to see this garden. It was built not far from the school, probably for students to have a place for leisure and entertainment after class.

In An Ran's opinion, although the construction of this garden is very unprofessional, some flowers and plants were transplanted, a few paths were built, and several basketball courts and table tennis tables were built on the edge.

Although it is different from the luxurious garden plazas in the United States that cost hundreds of thousands of dollars to build, An Ran feels that as long as the Internet cafe is not placed in front of the school, it is already very good.

Without any hesitation, An Ran went straight to the basketball court.

"What a ball!"

"Hit him, why are you hesitating?"

"Damn it, I told you not to stop the ball."

"He defends so well."

Before I saw the person, I heard the voice first. An Ran felt the passion of these young men for playing basketball.

The weather in June is really hot. Even An Ran would not be willing to go out to play ball in the afternoon when the sun is shining brightly.

But high school students don't care. It's not us who are taking the college entrance examination this year. We finally have two days off. Why don't we go out and play ball?

There were two venues in total, and it was obviously impossible for anyone to play the whole venue. An Ran walked over and found that there were quite a few people.

There are people playing basketball on the four basketball stands, and some are waiting. After a cursory glance, there are nearly thirty people here.

Not far away, there were some girls sitting in twos and threes under a tree, seemingly coming to watch them play ball.

"Sure enough, these young men have endless strength when there are beauties around."

An Ran walked straight to the tree. It wasn't that she was lustful because she saw so many beauties here. It was because An Ran had no intention of playing basketball at all.

Not to mention that my technique is just to disturb the balance on the court. The most important thing is that I don’t have much to change my clothes. I’m sweating profusely after playing. What should I wear when I go home?

I just got out of prison and haven't had time to make a big purchase yet, An Ran thought silently in her heart.

I chose a big tree with no girls leaning against it, and walked straight over An Ran, intending to sit under the tree and appreciate the level of Chinese high school basketball.

Even though he just glanced at it, An Ran can be sure that there are still a few people here whose basketball skills are not bad. Otherwise, they would not come to play on this hot day. But what An Ran said is not bad is just a comparison with the average level of Chinese high schools.

If in the United States, high school students are all participating in the draft, then the talent and hard work are truly shocking.

Under the chosen tree, there was only one boy with glasses looking at it with interest. An Ran came over and obviously shocked him.

"What are you doing?" the boy asked.