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As the coach said, Xiao Hua arranged these activities in order to make a certain player's reputation known.

Generally speaking, most people would be grateful for such an opportunity.

Judging from Zhou Yan's previous participation in other exhibition games, such a game might be tricky.

"No matter what his purpose is, just go and see."

Zhou Yan gathered the invitation letter and returned home.

The next day, Zhou Yan came to the orphanage park on time.

Some street players are already waiting in the field.

Children, big and small, gathered around, seeming to be looking forward to the game.

The leader is a street basketball player who has also won the national championship.

This person's name is Fox.

"Fox?" Zhou Yan still had some impression of Fox.

"Hey, I didn't expect it to be you! Xiao Hua is really imposing, to ask you to practice with us directly is simply overkill.

While speaking, Fox immediately brought Zhou Yan to the field.

There was no need to say much about the name Zhou Yan, when the older children in the orphanage saw Zhou Yan, they burst into excited shouts.

"It's Zhou Yan! Our basketball god in Atlanta!"

"I didn't expect to see Zhou Yan, and it was live!"

While speaking, Zhou Yan immediately stepped forward and patted the heads of the group of children.

"Eat more, grow taller, and you will be able to enter the NBA in the future!

"Really?"

The little boy who was about nine years old was suspicious.

"Of course, as long as you have this dream, hold it firmly, practice it, and do it, one day, you too will be able to enter the NBA like me!

Zhou Yan said firmly.

"Then if I enter the NBA, can I still play with you? I want to be your teammate."

The little boy looked at Zhou Yan innocently.

Zhou Yan's current age is only twenty-six or seventeen. Nine years later, this little boy will be able to participate in the draft. At that time, will he really be able to play in the NBA?

This is an unknown, but it doesn't matter right now. The important thing is that he wants to let these children see hope.

"Yes, definitely!"

Zhou Yan rubbed the hair of the boy in front of him.

"Okay, let's pull the hook. When the time comes, I will assist you!"

The boy patted his chest.

"Help me? Good!" Zhou Yan likes such childish words.

Moreover, Zhou Yan directly handed some sneakers and jerseys he had prepared, signed his name, to these children.

Just at this moment, a cold voice came from the field.

"What are you pretending to be? Zhou Yan, you came here to fight us, not to chat with these little brats.

As soon as these words came out, even Fox's face became ugly.

"Famaer, don't forget your identity!"

Fox said coldly.

"Fox, you seem to be a dog now, why? Where did the madness go?"

Farmer teased.

"You better not piss me off."

Although Fox is almost thirty years old, he is still the number one player in streetball.

"You're old, Fox, don't think you're twenty, and I'm different."

Farmar pointed to his jersey, "Fox, if you have the ability, play five balls with me!"

Seeing that the scene became somewhat chaotic, Zhou Yan immediately stepped forward.

"Famar, if you want to call, I can accompany you."

Zhou Yan was not prepared to give Farmar any face.

After all, Fox is a myth in the streetball world, and Zhou Yan doesn't dislike Fox, who is getting fatter.

After all, he had also been to Huaguo and donated a lot of money to the local orphanage.

Based on this alone, it is impossible for him to let Farmar mess around.

"Hey, Zhou Yan, this is streetball, not your NBA, you should know what streetball represents, right?"

Speaking of this, Farmar's face turned extremely red.

At the same time, he could feel that Farmar's physical values ​​were increasing crazily.

This is enough to show that the farmer in front of him, the capital of pride, and the reason for his arrogance are the potions from the mysterious man.

"Let me do it."

Fox stood up slowly.

"DA...:"

Zhou Yan is a little worried about Fox now.

After all, he is thirty years old.

Streetball is different from nba in that they are very talented in performances. Most of them eat their bodies, and a large part of them don't pay attention to body maintenance and fitness.

Therefore, many street players have retired after the age of twenty-five.

Thirty years old is considered an advanced age in this industry.

"Fox, looking at your bloated figure, do you really think you have the strength you used to have?"

Farmar said contemptuously.

"It's useless to talk too much. If we want to compete, we have to see the truth on the court."

Fox took the ball and went straight to the three-point line.

So, his friends could only help him clear the field.

The boys in the orphanage naturally don't know what happened, but they are always happy when there is a good basketball game.

"Zhou Yan, you don't have to worry, after killing Fox later, you will be next."

Farmar looked at Zhou Yan extremely recklessly, with an arrogance on his face.

"Okay, stay with me anytime, but you have to be serious, Fox is definitely not as easy to deal with as you imagined.

Zhou Yan said this to cheer up Fox.

Immediately, the two touched their fists, and Zhou Yan left the stage.

Fox said: "You are a junior, you attack first."

"Come on, you should come first, I don't want to be said to be bullying the weak."

Farmar kicked the ball in front of Fox.

In the eyes of basketball fans, Fox's pupils shrunk and he kicked the ball with his feet, which was a joke in itself.

"Okay, since you want to be taught a lesson, I will fulfill you.":

While speaking, Fox immediately made an extremely nimble dribble under the crotch on the ground, and his body was so nimble that he could still see him back then.

But in the next moment, Farmar even slightly raised his hand and intercepted Fox's ball.

"It's all outdated moves, Fox, keep your eyes open, this is street basketball!"

I saw that Farmar used dazzling skills to turn the basketball into a juggling act, and finally even used Fox's head as a passing medium to quickly pass through the crotch and "followed by diary dunks!

"One point."

Farmar looked at Fox coldly.

While speaking, Farmar actually kicked the ball in front of Fox again.

"It's too much, kicking and passing the ball is disrespectful to people!"

"This Farmer is simply defiant!"

"It's so hot, I'm going to go up later, and teach him a good lesson!"

But just as everyone was talking, Farmar snatched the ball from Fox again, and actually made a dribble with his crotch piercing his crotch, playing Fox!.