Chicago 1990

Chapter 433: dream

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According to Fuji's calculations, Redstone now has a net worth of 3.8 billion, ranking 38th in the world's richest list, and Murdoch is 3.3 billion, 54th.

However, the founder of Microsoft, Bill Gates, who is much younger than them, ranks 12th with 6.7 billion. Looking at it this way, the entertainment industry is still far behind the computer industry. But in terms of social influence, Gates is far from being compared with the first two.

Speaking of social influence, before them is the Newhouse family of media and newspaper giants, ranked fifth with 10 billion. They own well-known magazines such as VOGUE, The New Yorker, Architectural Digest, and a newspaper network all over the meter. Unfortunately, the decline of paper publications is accelerating, and the family wealth is expected to shrink greatly next year.

The Walton family that masters Wal-Mart ranks second, so the chain retail industry can do a lot...

Forget it, it's useless to think so much, Song Ya shakes his head and throws away distracting thoughts. He has a long way to go and earns money. It is better to enrich yourself first and earn money by studying!

There are a lot of things. In July, he finished three courses and got a B in philosophy. The other two are B and C. "The University of Chicago scores too strict..." He walked out of the classroom with this unsatisfactory report card in frustration. Keep complaining with classmates.

"So, will there be a party this time?" Brother Xing looked at him expectantly.

"No more!" Highland Park now doesn't even have a woman, so I don't have the intention of hosting a party.

"Oh." The students dispersed in disappointment.

"APLUS, what's wrong with you?" I met Michelle husband head-on on campus, holding a basketball in his hand, "Go to the gym?"

"Not in the mood, not doing well in the exam." He refused.

"Really? What result?"

Michelle's husband laughed when he heard his grades, "This is not like you."

"I'm too busy, these eleven weeks..."

He began to complain and kept listening to Convenience silently. As they talked, they went to the gate of the gymnasium, "Come on, relax after the exam, come..."

The ghosts and gods followed him in. Although this guy is a law school teacher, he is very popular among the students. He talked and laughed a few words and said that the students who were already playing let out the field and played five on five.

"APLUS."

However, when they were separated, the two were selected to one side. "You rarely play this, right?" Song Ya was naturally the first to be selected, and the white teammate who chose him asked with a smile.

"Rarely." Song Ya pouted, wondering if the other party laughed because of Lori's song, which is why he rarely played basketball in front of outsiders.

"Then you are in charge of the defense? Stare at that guy." The teammate pointed to a strong black man in the opposing lineup. He was two meters tall. "He is the main force of the school team."

"Don't." Song Ya felt that the other party wanted to see her own jokes. Looking at the field, none of them looked like weak chickens, except... pointing to Michelle's husband, "I will confront him, come together, and I still Wearing trousers."

"Okay, he generally plays point guard in our team."

"Uh, I don't control the ball well."

"Also, you change the position of the small forward when you attack, and I will control the ball."

The two sides started to play quickly. The ball was slowly advancing in the hands of Michelle’s husband. Song Ya opened his arms and lowered the center of gravity. The two played the ball many times. He knew that the opponent's skill was very flexible. He also received formal basketball training in high school.

"Yo!?"

Unexpectedly, he was thinking about what was in his mind, he was stunned by a fake action, and then wiped it away from the other side, and went straight to the basket with three steps.

"Oh!" A lot of people had gathered outside to watch the excitement, and they laughed strangely.

Michelle's husband smiled triumphantly at himself and turned back.

"Passed..." It was the teammate again, yin and yang strange.

"Make up your defense." I was not in a good mood. After the offensive was placed, the ball was passed to my own hand, passed it out, and then quickly stuffed it back. "M-Fxxk!" Bold the scalp and turned and wanted to pay it back. The main player of the school team slapped the ball out.

"Hahaha..."

A burst of laughter broke out off the court, "Hey! Go get an 8mm machine..." someone shouted.

Song Ya stopped talking, pulling his pants, focusing on preventing the next ball.

Michelle's husband wanted to repeat the same trick again, and kept getting closer.

"You're arguing with me!" Can't take it lightly anymore, Song Ya stared at his footsteps, and immediately stuck on him as soon as he turned around. Nothing else, just using his body to stagger, this guy quickly staggered I stumbled and had to pass the ball before losing his balance.

"APLUS is angry." The person was reading again.

"Fight against you."

Leave a word, help successfully defend the ball, and then ran across the center line, the ball was in his hands again, he threw it out, came back, and threw it out again.

"Fight well." Another teammate couldn't see it, and said to the person who caused the trouble.

"OKOK."

Even though that guy didn't have much malice, after converging, the split ball or something finally came according to the rules, and he closed his mouth.

"foul!"

After a few rounds, Song Ya felt that the defense was very easy. The opponent didn't pay much attention to him anymore. He glanced outside the field, and there was really something wrong with an 8-mm camera. Decisively taking advantage of the ball being passed to the hand again, the defender thought he would pass it again, suddenly turned around and passed the opponent, and then rushed to the basket with an unprofessional crab step.

Michelle's husband made up his defense, and he jumped high. This guy didn't hide yet. Okay, he just pressed his shoulder and used force to slam the ball in.

"Ah!" The girls outside the field screamed, "APLUS is amazing!"

"Hey, it's a foul!" Michelle's husband protested to the referee irritably. "He..." kept tapping his shoulder.

"Uh……"

The student who temporarily acted as a referee thought for a while, blew his whistle, and gestured to invalid the foul score.

Song Ya didn't care, raised his hands to the side of the field, and acted like a winner.

"You are in good health, APLUS."

The two asked not to continue playing while they were resting, and found a place to sit down in the stands next to them, "Have you ever dreamed of becoming a basketball player? I think you will go to the NBA finals every few years." Her husband was out of breath and his T-shirt was soaked with sweat.

He scored two points at the beginning, and Song Ya didn't give another chance later, but he didn't get anything except for the foul dunk.

"That's a means of propaganda, I don't like playing basketball." Song Ya said: "I prefer squash, but unfortunately you don't want to play with me."

"The air in the squash hall is too stuffy. I prefer to exercise outdoors."

"Then you definitely like to play golf?"

"Well, but I rarely play. I have to pay off my school loan. Golf is too expensive." He said.

"Maybe you can come to my crew to play a role?" Song Yala's relationship: "I can pay you a good salary." This guy is really handsome, and he is not pressured to play a school teacher.

He waved his hand, "Being an actor is not my ideal."

"What about being a law school teacher?"

"It doesn't count... In fact, my dream when I was young was to become a basketball player."

"No? Your grades are so good. Listen to Michelle saying that your Harvard grades are excellent?"

"Well, learning is not difficult for me."

"..." Song Ya was speechless.

"Is a singer your dream? Or you have a bigger dream." He asked ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to become the richest and most powerful person. "

"Hahaha..." He laughed for a while, "Then I wish you can achieve your wish."

"Where's Michel? What is her dream?" Song Ya took the opportunity to test. After entering politics, Michel turned back to affirmative activities, and he was a little confused.

"Participate in politics," he said.

Song Yaxin said that it was true, "In fact, she could have been elected a long time ago. Isn't it easy to win a seat in the State House of Representatives? In the electoral district of my factory, a 29-year-old man..."

"Russell?"

"he asks."

"you know too?"

"I have been caring too."

"Then you have no plans to participate in politics?"

"I don't know, I haven't figured it out yet."

"So participating in politics is also one of your dreams?"

"That's it."

"State Representative?"

"Master."

"Hahaha!"

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