Basketball glory

"An Ran, don't worry, Xiaohu is like that. He doesn't like to study, and he has such a bad temper."

An Ran rubbed his head and didn't care at all about his angry glare.

"It's okay, I don't care. When I was a kid, I was about the same age as him and was more naughty."

Immediately, An Ran paused and then said: "But it won't work if you don't study hard. When you grow up, you will have plenty of opportunities to play basketball."

The little boy named Xiaohu curled his lips and muttered, but he did not continue to say it out of respect for his mother.

You can tell from the shape of his mouth that you don't forget to call him tomorrow morning. The two of them have agreed to a duel.

"Okay, I'll go back and rest first, I'm a little hungry."

An Ran said hello and prepared to go downstairs. It was almost early in the morning, so he had to eat something and go to bed. Staying up late was not a good habit.

"If you don't mind, come in and have something to eat. Xiaohu ran out just now. I was afraid that he would be hungry when he came back, so I cooked some rice porridge."

Pan Ting also knew that An Ran had just come back from playing a game, and that An Ran, a man like him, had nothing to eat at home, so she actively invited him.

"Ah, that's not good, it's quite late." An Ran said a little embarrassed.

"Come if you want. I don't have anything to fear from you. I'm not a human trafficker."

As soon as Xiaohu finished speaking, Panting slapped him directly over the head and said something like asking you to interrupt.

The fierce look of the mother and daughter made Anran overwhelmed. Although Pantene only stretched out her hand symbolically, the beating did not necessarily hurt, but is it really good to educate children with such violence?

"You don't need to see anyone outside. I'm a few years older than you. If you don't mind, just call me Sister Pan."

Speaking of this, An Ran felt that it would be too disrespectful to refuse. After all, it was just a meal, and people trusted her, so why should she shirk it? After all, she just went home and ate whatever she wanted.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw the two women leaning down and motioning for An Ran to come in quickly.

"Sister Pan, you don't have to work anymore. In fact, I'm not too hungry."

Watching people busy around in the early morning, An Ran said a little embarrassed.

"Hey, who said it was you? Mom was afraid that I would be hungry."

Hearing the sound, Panting in the kitchen immediately stuck out her head and scolded: "Don't say that, why are you so rude?"

Xiaohu rolled his eyes and ignored it, and the sound of clanking sounded again in the kitchen.

"By the way, are you really good at basketball?" Xiaohu obviously couldn't sit still while waiting for supper. He sat on the chair and twisted his butt while asking An Ran.

"What do you think? I'm a CBA player."

"But they say our men's basketball team is much worse than the United States, at two levels."

Hearing his merciless words, An Ran hinted to herself that he was still a child, so don't be angry, don't be angry.

So he patiently explained: "Our current level is indeed very insufficient compared with the United States, but the men's basketball team already represents the highest level in China. We cannot aim too high. Progress step by step will be effective."

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An Ran's serious expression made Xiaohu think deeply. Obviously, this 10-year-old child was not completely useless. Even if he had no interest in studying, he still had his own judgment.

"We are both big countries, but there is such a big gap in this event. Don't you think about it? I heard that Americans have much better training intensity and self-discipline than you. It would be strange if they can beat you."

"Hey, you little guy!" Seeing him talking back, An Ran didn't know how to retort.

He could only say: "Then we still have advantages in table tennis and weightlifting. It doesn't mean that every event is strong. Now the men's basketball team is making progress."

"Haha, I only saw that after Yao Ming retired, in the 2012 Olympics, the men's basketball team lost all five games without a win, and all the games were lost by big margins."

Hearing his repeated provocations, An Ran gradually became unhappy, but this was undoubtedly an indisputable fact.

In the 2012 London Olympics, almost everyone was beaten. Losing all five games has become a shame for the men's basketball team. It also let all Chinese people know the true strength of China after Yao Ming retired.

The last fig leaf was pulled away, and the men's basketball team learned from the pain and began to reform. Both the foreign aid system and the training system are being improved step by step.

But for now, it is still a minor repair, and the effect remains to be verified.

Seeing the change in An Ran's attitude, Xiao Hu shut up knowingly. After all, no one wants to see what they insist on being devalued as worthless. Xiao Hu is very afraid that An Ran will become angry.

"You can see all this? I know very well."

"No, my grandpa said that. He is very good at playing basketball." Xiaohu said.

Then his expression changed, and he looked towards the kitchen. When he saw that there was nothing unusual, he felt relieved.

Ever since his parents divorced, things at his grandfather's house have become so talkative that Xiaohu would not mention them as much as possible in order not to remind his mother of the sad things.

But his unintentional words made An Ran remember it, and she wanted to wait for an opportunity to pay a visit to this old gentleman who pointed out the current ills.

Speaking of visits, An Ran suddenly remembered that there was a middle-aged woman in prison who gave her a letter and wanted to deliver it to Yao Ming, but she never had the chance to wait for him.

While An Ran was lost in thought, Pan Ting had already served the meat buns and mung bean porridge, which were also delicious with a few plates of pickles.

It’s better to have something light at night. Even though I may not be full, An Ran feels there’s nothing wrong with keeping in good health.

Xiaohu curled his lips again when he saw the calm look on the table.

After devouring the meal, An Ran found that Sister Pan had also changed clothes from the bedroom.

Obviously, the clothes she wore just now were worn out. If Xiaohu doesn't come back yet, I believe she will go out to look for someone again soon.

Although the child is ten years old, she has maintained a very good figure. The yoga mat placed next to the study room is enough to prove that she likes sports very much.

An Ran swore that he had absolutely no intentions towards her, he just looked at her a few more times out of respect for the beauty.

Different from the youthfulness of Aili and Bing Ning, and different from Zi Yun's self-contained aura of attention, Pan Ting is more like a big sister next door, with a proper royal sister aura.

She is very considerate, but never feels oppressive. Every move she makes makes people feel comfortable.

"Okay, Sister Pan, I've eaten. I'll take Xiaohu out for some exercise tomorrow morning."

"Okay, then go back and rest. You must be exhausted now after playing a game."

"Okay, thank you very much for today's reception." An Ran bowed slightly, indicating that he had eaten well.

Pan Ting was shocked, and then she realized that An Ran seemed to have a foreign background, and foreign gentlemen might be more concerned about these etiquettes.

So he said hurriedly: "It doesn't matter. There are only five or six households living in this small building. I will need your help to change the light bulbs in the future."

An Ran looked at her curved eyes and felt very happy. In his opinion, Sister Pan was not wearing makeup at the moment, but what was very special was that once she smiled, her originally big eyes suddenly became curved like crescent moons.

So he stopped being polite and agreed, saying that he would definitely try his best to help.

When he opened the door to his room, it was already almost one o'clock in the morning, and An Ran felt waves of sleepiness coming over him.

I turned on my phone and found that Tao Hanlin had sent me a text message asking if he would practice shooting more tomorrow.

Ever since he learned that An Ran was practicing secretly, he couldn't sit still.

People with better talent than him train so hard, and Tao Hanlin was also infected by An Ran's efforts.

However, what disappointed him was that Anron did not agree. After all, he did not gather for training, so why should he go to practice more.

I'll wait until the training camp the day after tomorrow to practice if I want to, An Ran thought to herself.

Tao Hanlin, who had just had supper and had also refused to go to another place to continue having fun, saw the text message An Ran sent back and jumped up from his seat in anger.

He couldn't help mumbling: "Damn it, isn't it hard for this kid to lose today? How dare you refuse me when you go to extra practice now?"

Although he didn't know why An Ran refused, Tao Hanlin was still very unhappy. He finally wanted to work hard, how dare you refuse me?

How dare you refuse me?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he almost reached for his cell phone to call him, but his reason stopped him from doing so. After all, An Ran might have other things to do, and he might not have time to practice more.

Little did they know that An Ran just wanted to be lazy.

If Tao Hanlin knew what An Ran was thinking, he would probably be caught and beaten severely.