Back to last night when Syracuse University won the championship ~

Tang Wenlong and his teammates cheered, screamed and waved their arms, feeling the excitement of youth flying in the sky with colorful ribbons.
When the final whistle sounded, several Syracuse fans rushed to the stands. The live camera was fixed in tears. Dolores’ face gave her a close-up of the huge "Tang" on the other side, which made the world fans remember this beautiful female fan and her handsome face.
"Ah ~" in a girl’s dormitory of Capital Capital University screamed with excitement.
"Oh, your man is so handsome in early summer. He has a good figure and can play ball." Pubi said with envy.
"No ~" Fang’s face was red in early summer, and she said that she was a little embarrassed, but her heart was very sweet.
The head of the house teased, "You should hold on to such a good man in early summer. I heard that American girls are very enthusiastic."
"Where is he not very busy when he usually comes to play ball training?" Fang argued in early summer.
At this time, the matron smiled and did not refute. The camera just turned to Dolores’ "Tang" feature shop. The matron, the cute girl and Fang Chuxia saw this scene at the same time and couldn’t help but stare round their eyes.
"Well, I said that foreign fans are very enthusiastic. Gee, look at this chick in the camera. She wants to give birth to a monkey for our uncle." The matron said carelessly.
Fang Chuxia pursed her mouth, and the woman subconsciously made her quietly alert.
"Ann!" Spread a hook on Fang’s neck in early summer, and then put out a finger to hook Fang’s smooth early summer. He smiled and said, "Look at our beautiful appearance in early summer. I’m a man, and I’m afraid my soul will be hooked. Counting the feelings I received this year is simply not a table."
"You fart ~" Fang Chuxia laughed and stretched out his hand to scratch the waist.
"Ah, you’re dying! How dare you resist uncle!" Shop pretended to be furious and turned to fight with Fang in early summer. Two people held a tilt and threw themselves on the bed.
The cute girl whispered softly, "Well, it seems that there will be an award. Don’t you watch it?"
"I want to see it!" Fang held out a hand in early summer and was quickly pressed.
The staff of the simple podium brought the exclusive T-shirt and ball cap for winning the championship. Tang Wenlong and his teammates quickly wore T-shirts and smiled outside the jerseys.
Coach Jim, with white hair, walked to the podium and his eyes were wet with tears. He and his brothers hugged each other one by one, and I didn’t know what to say. I saw every player who hugged him nodding and his face was full of respect.
He and Tang Wenlong hugged in the media.
Jim choked up. "Thank you. Thank you so much, Don. I know your real strength. You have sacrificed too much for this team as a whole, but fortunately, the golden light is always hidden. You are already a qualified basketball player."
Tang Wenlong felt a little sour in his heart when he was hot. "I’m sorry, coach. I’m a little sexual sometimes. Thank you for being lenient with me for so long. You are the real meaning. Teach me how to play the game correctly, coach. I will always remember you."
Jim shook his body and then said in silence, "Don, I know your dream is to be an NBA player. You are a player who really loves basketball. You are eager to compete with stronger opponents. In your bones, you are born king in your blood."
He paused and continued, "Go ahead, go to the NBA draft after this season, chase your dreams and shock the world."
19-year-old Tang Wenlong still couldn’t hold back tears from his eyes. Suddenly, those lonely nights came to his mind. From a very young age, he was often alone at home without companionship and communication. Later, he learned to play basketball, which brought him confidence. He and basketball became friends, and basketball was his life. He was willing to give everything.
Fans around the world saw Tang Wenlong shed tears, but they didn’t know it was Tang Wenlong’s lonely tears.
Fang looked at Tang Wenlong in the early summer and shed tears. I didn’t know that two lines of clear tears flowed in my heart.
Tang Bing in the traffic police brigade of Xiyang City finished processing the last document. He rubbed his temples and felt a little tired. Suddenly, he remembered something. He picked up his desk and mobile phone, and then his fingertips pressed it quickly. He seemed to be looking for something on the mobile phone.
At this time, the phone suddenly rang, and when he saw it was his wife’s words.
"Hello?" Tang Bing was interrupted by Yang Lan as soon as he finished half a sentence.
At the other end of the sentence, Yang Lan couldn’t restrain the excitement. "Win, win, win!"
"Ah, I won!" Tang Bing couldn’t help shouting-he naturally knew what won, and he threw away so many years of practicing Yang Qi Kung Fu.
"Yes, yes, I won!" Yang Lan laughed. "You quickly edited the text message and sent it to your son. You have worked so hard in the past year and finally got a success to prove himself."
"Ok, ok, I’ll send it." Tang Bing smiled cheerfully. "Why did you watch the live broadcast of the game today!"
"Hush you down," Yang Lan said softly. "How can I understand that the news of the game just popped up on the news? We are already much slower. Now it is estimated that the Wenlong award ceremony is over."
"That’s right. Okay, then I’ll hang up and give encouragement to the baby."
"Well, I’ll send one here, too." Yang Lan laughed.
So more than a minute later, Tang Wenlong received two short messages just after the United States came out of the locker room.
"It’s strange who else sends me messages at the moment." Tang Wenlong took out his mobile phone doubtfully.
He smiled more brightly when he saw his parents’ short messages. What could be more joyful than family blessing?
He wanted to think about sending a short message to Yang Lan and Tang Bing.
Pushing the locker room door, several black figures rushed in. Tang Wenlong saw that it was Wesley Johnson and Andy Rustin and others.
"I am dizzy, aren’t you already gone?"
Before Tang Wenlong could react, these guys hugged their left and right arms, and then a thief smiled nervously on their faces, which made him have an ominous premonition in his heart. "What do you want?"
Wesley Johnson, the thief, smiled and jumped with a smile. "The coach lifted the ban today. We just helped some guy like an ascetic to have some fun."
"What joy? What are you doing? I’m going back to the hotel! " Tang Wenlong bad feeling more intense, struggling to get away.
I found that these guys who don’t exercise at ordinary times are so energetic that they can’t move when they cling to their roots.