My Cartoonist Guide

The basketball craze brought by "" became the best promotion of "". After the basketball game, the volume of "" exceeded 1.8 million copies, and the sales of single-volume books increased at an exaggerated rate.

This time, the perfect ending of the national competition, Fang Man, as the organizer, is very satisfied with the result. As soon as the national competition was over, he couldn't wait to discuss the next step of cooperation with popot and "ComicFuture".

However, Shen Xin learned to be smart this time.

If you need the content of "", you can use it, but if you want him to design another person for 60 high schools, he can only say sorry.

Renxuan has a high evaluation on the Internet and in the comic circles. He also made a small amount of money on Renxuan's surroundings. However, considering the workload and health, he still pushed the work of Renxian away.

"Then...who are you looking for?" Fang Man asked such a sharp question.

"If you have money, look for snow, if you don't have money... I don't know." Shen Xin pushed the job completely.

As a result, Lu Yingxue was inexplicably given 60 more jobs.

The high school league came to an end with the third time the trophy was won by the High School Affiliated to Yan University, but some people still remember it.

An Yuan, who lost the game because of a penalty, was so worried about that game. Even after the end of the national game, he did not touch basketball for two weeks.

On the surface, An Yuan is making final preparations for the college entrance examination, but in fact, watching the teacher holding the test paper, he slaps the blackboard excitedly, yawning boredly.

Learning or something is really boring, but it's not good if you don't study. No matter what, you still have to enter a university. Otherwise, the level of mom and dad will not be easy.

An Yuan was thinking about it, but the phone rang suddenly.

In an instant, everyone in the class shifted their eyes to him.

An Yuan was so scared that he quickly took out his phone and was about to turn it off, but unexpectedly discovered that the person calling him was Zhai Yang, so he stood up, bowed to the history teacher with embarrassment, and then, holding the phone, panicked. Left the classroom.

Arriving at the top of the stairs, An Yuan answered the phone.

"Teacher Zhai, what's the matter? I'm in class?"

"Come to the gym, come right now!"

An Yuan didn't know why, but since Zhai Yang asked him to go, there must be something wrong. Although a little sorry for the history teacher, he hurried to the gymnasium.

After the national game, the basketball team was temporarily on vacation, and there were almost no people.

An Yuan entered the gymnasium, but saw Zhai Yang was discussing something with a dark-skinned and short-inch person.

At first, An Yuan thought that the two people were discussing basketball, but when they got closer, they heard the two people say "Xiangbei" and "Lingnan" again, and they became red-faced and suddenly a black line.

Needless to say, I was arguing about "" again.

Since being eliminated, he has indeed not touched basketball for a long time.

"" tells the story of the high school basketball league, and he didn't read the last few words-seeing these content, it is easy for him to recall that bad memory.

"Hello, two teachers." An Yuan nodded slightly at the two people.

The eyes of Zhai Yang and the other person immediately moved to An Yuan.

"How do you know that I am a teacher?" the dark-skinned young man asked Xiang An Yuan.

"You know Ms. Zhai and you are tall and tall, which means you are also a senior playing basketball. What's more, I have watched your game. You are the number one point guard in China a few years ago, Mr. Zheng Zhi, right?" An Yuan I always feel that the person in front of me is very familiar, and only when he talks to the lips does he recognize him.

The man nodded slightly with a smile on his face. He was obviously satisfied with An Yuan's words: "Yes, I am now an assistant coach of the National Youth Team, and I am also old friends with Zhai Yang."

"Guo...National Youth Team?" An Ren was startled, but his mind was full of paste, not sure why Zheng Zhi was looking for him.

"I was at the match between Yunhai No. 1 Middle School and the High School Affiliated to Yanda University. Your performance was very good, although the result was a pity."

The look on An Yuan's face was a bit awkward, and there were still some shadows in his heart now.

"Your talent is okay, but your skills are a bit rough. You can play in high school leagues. At most, you can participate in college leagues when you go to college. If you are lucky, you can get into the professional leagues, but your luck is not good. The basketball career ends here. ."

An Yuan's face was a little hot.

Before, he really felt that he was one of a thousand miles away, but in three occasions, he failed to lead Yunhai No. 1 Middle School to the top of the high school league, indicating that he still has a lot to improve.

Now I hear Zheng Zhi's words, and I feel that it is indeed the case.

"Do you like to play basketball?"

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"After graduation, do you still want to play basketball?"

"Yes." An Yuan answered without hesitation.

"There is an opportunity, see if you can grasp it. We will go to the United States in July this year for three months of training. If you want to come, I can take you."

"Huh? Is there such a good thing?" An Yuan blurted out without thinking about it, and then wanted to understand the reason. "You mean, I can join the National Youth Team?"

"I didn't say ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ or that sentence. You performed well, but that was only a high school level. The players of the provincial teams were better than you. Moreover, because Zhai Yang thought of letting You play point guard..."

"Not according to "", I originally thought he had the potential to play point guard." Zhai Yang protested.

"Shut up." Zheng Zhi didn't give Zhai Yang a chance to explain at all. "No matter what Zhai Yang said, it's been a long time since Zhai Yang has played basketball. There will be flaws in technique... An Yuan, your 7 turnovers are fatal. , But if you lose it once, you win the game. And, in my opinion, your skills are too rough. I think this way, if you are interested, go to the United States with me in July. If you can make up for your shortcomings, I Will let you stay, otherwise, do what you should do. Dare to fight it?"

"Guoqing...Can I do it?" An Yuan was still worried about himself.

"Of course you can't do it now, but you can change a lot in three months. Have you seen "", right?" Zheng Zhi asked rhetorically.

An Yuan has a black line, why did he jump to "" again?

But he nodded anyway.

"Hua Dao has grown from a basketball player to the core of the team, and now he has become a winner in the game against Hainan High School and Lingnan High School. It has not been more than three months. You can't even compare to Hua Dao, do you? "Zheng Zhi looked at An Yuan coldly.

"Who...who said I can't match?" An Yuan's brain was hot, and without thinking, he shot back at Zheng Zhi, "Isn't it only three months? Just go, but I have to wait until after my college entrance examination."

"Yes, what if you lose the election?" Zheng Zhi said, rubbing his chin.

"..."

If Zheng Zhi is not a senior basketball player, An Yuan might be tempted to punch him twice.

"There is also English. Although it is a training camp, there may be simple exchanges." Zheng Zhi reminded.

An Yuan nodded again, but his scalp was a little numb. His English was okay, but it was dumb English.