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On Shen Xin's visit to Yanjing, in addition to Xi Muhan, Shang Haozhi also followed.

The high school student league has not yet started, and there is no further cooperation between the two sides. However, as long as the results can meet expectations, the two sides may have a deeper level of communication.

These are matters between the magazine and Fang Man. Shen Xin doesn't pay much attention to it. He has a tight schedule now and doesn't want to participate too much.

After arriving in Yanjing, Fang Man hosted a banquet for three people in the hotel. Since the next day was the game, a few people didn't drink much, and just tasted it.

Shen Xin came out of the bathroom and wiped his wet hair with a towel. Xi Muhan put the notebook on his lap and was talking with other people while holding the phone. It seemed that he received a call when he wanted to work.

It has to be said that this call is indeed very long. Shen Xin listened for more than ten minutes. The two parties still had no intention to hang up. They had to show bitter smiles and could only wait quietly for the end of the call.

After another half an hour, the phone rang a battery prompt, and Xi Muhan hung up the phone.

"Finally finished." Xi Muhan felt relieved and charged the phone.

"I am very interested in seeing you."

"Where is it?" Xi Muhan shook his head, but the excitement on his face couldn't be concealed at all. "It's just a college roommate. I haven't contacted for a long time. But..."

Xi Muhan said lightly and stopped, and finally stopped his voice altogether.

"But what?" Shen Xin asked curiously.

"Well... I just talked to my roommate, she... has children too." Xi Muhan's tone was low, and the whole person was a little bit lost, "Besides, sister Yan, she also..."

Shen Xin suddenly realized.

After seeing people around him having children one after another, Xi Muhan also wanted a child.

"I know." Shen Xin touched Xi Muhan's forehead with his forehead lightly, "However, you and Lu Ning's new work just started, and it’s not very good at this time because you want a child. Fortunately, the length of "Crossing Girl" is relatively short. When the plot stabilizes, we want children, how about?"

With the structure of "Passing Through Girl", unless Xi Muhan and Lu Ning forcefully extend the length of the story, it is unlikely that it will be very long, between 50 and 70 words. If it is calculated like this, it should be next year or the next year.

For Shen Xin, having a child is indeed a big event, and not everyone can be like Aunt Niu before entering the delivery room, still painting for "Steel Refining".

Xi Muhan received Shen Xin's reply and was in a good mood.

The two are married, but they are still lonely in their leisure time, and there is a small life that will be more lively.

However, as Shen Xin said, she and Lu Ning's new work has just started, and many things will be inconvenient, so I can only wait for a while.

"Are you going to meet your roommate?" Shen Xin asked.

"Not sure, see if there is free time. If there is, it's okay to meet, if not, then forget it." Xi Muhan didn't force it.

At the current pace of life, everyone is very busy. Even if she wants to talk about the past, the other party may not have time.

Free time? The national competition will start tomorrow, at least there should be no time tomorrow.

Shen Xin recalled in his mind.

Since Shen Xin rarely has time to rest, this trip to Yenching gave him such a chance. He woke up at 10 o'clock the next day.

Since Shen Xin and other relevant persons in charge will speak at the opening ceremony, "ComicFuture" deliberately invited popot to conduct a webcast, and popot also made relevant publicity on the website a week in advance.

After lunch, Shen Xin and Xi Muhan came to the stadium together.

At the scene, popot staff are setting up cameras and preparing for live broadcast related work.

Shang Haozhi met Shen Xin, and leaned over quickly, and handed a copy of it to Shen Xin, "Mr. Shen, this is your speech in a while. Go through it first?"

"Huh?" Shen Xin took the manuscript, spreading two or three thousand words, and then handed it to Shang Haozhi, "Too many, I can't remember. Besides, I am not an important person, just say a few words. ."

This kind of manuscript, unless it was written by Shen Xin himself, he would read it once, but he really didn't have this habit of reading other people's manuscripts, and he might make some mistakes.

Shang Haozhi was a little helpless, but Shen Xin disagreed. He had no choice but to briefly describe the content of the manuscript to Shen Xin.

As an invited guest, Shen Xin sits in the first row of the auditorium. It is also convenient to get up and speak later. In addition, Shen Xin rarely sits in the first row and watches basketball games, which also provides him with material to find material. If you have the opportunity, take more photos to prepare for the future storytelling or composition.

A rare opportunity.

For the first game, at four o'clock in the afternoon, considering that there will be an opening ceremony and a speech by the person in charge, the start time of the game will be advanced by one hour.

At 2 o'clock, there were already spectators entering the arena one after another.

Shen Xin turned his head and glanced at the stands. He noticed that a large part of the audience were relatively young and dressed in school uniforms. Needless to say, this group of people were students, either from the local middle school in Yanjing or from the 60 participating teams. As for the number of spontaneous spectators, they are not as large as students. So far, the basketball court with five or six thousand people at ~www.wuxiaspot.com is about half.

Perhaps he noticed that Shen Xin, who was sitting in the first row, looked back at the auditorium. From time to time, someone looked at Shen Xin provocatively, making Shen Xin dumbfounded.

These students are also good enough.

Shen Xin was about to look back when he suddenly saw more than a dozen people walking into the auditorium along the aisle, and couldn't help but glance again.

He is very familiar with the school uniforms of these people. He has only set up people for 60 colleges and universities not long ago, and he has watched this team many times before and after. After all, this is his alma mater, Yunhai No.1 Middle School.

In addition to seeing An Yuan, who has always performed well, he also saw Zhai Yang, who was hobbled at the end of the team with a cane, compared with the first meeting of the two a few years ago, when Zhai was at this time. Young is a bit more vicissitudes of life, but his spirit is very good, and he is obviously satisfied with his current work.

It is very difficult for a person to regard hobbies as a career in his entire life. Obviously, Zhai Yang has done it.

"What's the matter, brother?" Xi Muhan asked in a low voice.

"Your alma mater team is here." Shen Xin turned around and whispered.

Xi Muhan was taken aback for a moment, glanced at the stands, and saw Yunhai No.1 Middle School.

It really is.

"Yunhai No.1 Middle School can get the number this time?"

"I don't know, the championship is unlikely. I can only hope that they can go further." Shen Xin shook his head.

In the audience, An Yuan glanced at Zhai Yang. Seeing that he was a little absent-minded, he curiously asked, "Teacher, what's the matter with you?"

"It's nothing... It just seems to have met an acquaintance." Zhai Yang said casually, but immediately shook his head, "It shouldn't be, he shouldn't have time to come over."

An Yuan raised his eyebrows, and just about to say a few cool words, suddenly remembered that no matter what Zhai Yang said, he had been selected for the National Youth Team. It was normal to know someone in Yanjing, so he set his eyes on the court again.