The next day, the freshmen report continued, and there were more and more people in the school.

Hao Yun stood on the edge of the playground and looked around for a while. Soon his eyes lit up and he walked towards the basketball court.

In the basketball court at the end of the playground, a 1.8-meter-old boy was wearing a blue shirt, with a white hair band tied on his forehead, and a smart three-step layup, which attracted the excited cheers of several old schoolgirls around the court.

Don't ask who that person is.

Besides brother Ziyuan, who else can have such popularity?

I heard that this guy used to be the captain of the basketball team when he was in high school. He was not very good at playing. Just don't know why, this guy's talent is not basketball, but in the voice of the pentatonic.

When he got up early in the morning and saw that brother Ziyuan was not in the dormitory, Hao Yun looked at the crowd and found out that this guy had made an appointment with several boys in the class to play ball, so he quickly washed up and followed up.

He's not here to play, of course.

After all, with his three legged basketball skills, he can throw the ball into the basket, which must be the problem of the basket.

Looking at Ziyuan brother galloping on the court, Hao Yun thought for a while, squeezed 5 yuan out of the already tense living expenses, went to the nearby canteen to buy two bottles of coke, and went back to the basketball court.

He felt that what he was doing at this moment was like Francis in the first season of house of cards, who sent the straw bag to the presidency.

It's just that Garrett Walker's straw bag may be adulterated, while zhukening's straw bag is a fake one.

Wait

What is a house of cards?

Hao Yun frowned and thought for a while, but he didn't remember the details of the plot. Most of the memories of previous lives are like this, leaving only a vague outline.

But

This is obviously not the time to think about it.

Wiping the sweat on his head with a towel, Liang Ziyuan came down from the court and sat under the basketball stand for a rest.

Next to the three elder students watching the battle, they were secretly poking, laughing and pushing. It seemed that they were encouraging each other to come to deliver water and ask for contact information. Sure enough, there is not much difference between girls and boys when they see young and beautiful opposite sex.

Hao Yun naturally won't let these smelly women interfere with his plan. He goes forward with two cans of coke.

"Have a drink?"

After wiping the sweat on his neck, Liang Ziyuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Hao Yun. It seemed that he didn't expect his roommate would come to deliver water to him.

However, he didn't think much. He grinned and took the coke impolitely. He also had a drink with Hao Yun.

"Thank you."

This handsome sunny smile is really easy to make people feel good. Hao Yun glimpses it with his spare light. It seems that several old schoolgirls on the side of the court are more excited.

"You're welcome."

With that, Hao Yun sat next to him and opened a can for himself.

Looking at the roommate sitting down, Liang Ziyuan said coolly.

"Play together? I'll take you

"No, I'm not here to play."

Hearing these words, Liang Ziyuan's expression was a little surprised, and the coke in his mouth could not help but move away.

"What are you doing here?"

"Of course I'm looking for you," Hao Yun sighed, looking at the basketball jumping on the court. "I wanted to say it on my mobile phone, but it's better to say it face to face after thinking about it."

Liang Ziyuan raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

The eyes seem to ask, what do you want to say.

"You like music, don't you?"

Although potential does not mean ability, it at least means that the observed target has motivation in this respect.

Or

Ambition!

Recalling the system's description of the function and the guitar in the bedroom, Hao Yun further verified his conjecture and continued to say step by step.

"Or do you want to be a singer? Am I right? "

Although it was strange why Hao Yun raised this question, Liang Ziyuan did not deny it and nodded his head calmly.

"Yes, that's right."

"I've loved music since I was a child, and I do have a bit of talent for it. It's no secret."

Well, the last half of the sentence is unnecessary.

Hao Yun restrained the impulse of Tucao, and make complaints about it.

"Have you ever thought that when you become a monitor, you won't have time to pursue your dreams?"

If only I had memories of my past life.

Just copy two hit songs and throw them to this guy. His dream of becoming a star has come true. This guy probably can't see the position of monitor any more.

However, what Hao Yun didn't expect was that when he told the story clearly, Liang Ziyuan's eyes suddenly changed.

As if——

With a hint of hostility.

"I want to be a singer. Yes, even I have a good idea. In my four-year college career, I want to create at least one album of my own."

Hao Yun: "that --"

"But what does this have to do with the monitor?"

Eyes cast to the front of the basketball court, Liang Ziyuan slightly squinted, continue to say.

"Why do I have no time to pursue my dream when I become monitor?"

"Of course it does," Hao Yun said with tears and laughter. "Do you know what the monitor is going to do?"

Liang Ziyuan asked: "do you know?"

"Of course, i... a friend of mine once worked as a class teacher in a high school," Hao Yun continued with a nod. "The monitor of a university is equivalent to a class teacher in a high school, basically doing thankless work."

Although there are some advantages, such as the opportunity to join the organization, poverty alleviation, scholarships and so on, the trouble is really trouble. If you choose again, Hao Yun is definitely not suitable for this thing, even if there is no system.

Liang Ziyuan: "that's not the right way to exercise yourself."

"Yes, but is that what you need?" Hao Yun continued with tears and laughter, "once a week, once a month, the proportion of vacation is accurate. Not to mention organizing class group activities, conveying the notice of the college and the tutor, mediating the contradictions between the students... If you do all these things well, do you still have time... To do your music? "

Liang Ziyuan was stunned and said after a long time.

"... how do you know so much."

Yes

How do I know so much?

I also want to know.

Hao Yun sighed and continued.

"In any case, the monitor is not so easy to be... Listen to my advice, let those who like to take charge of these things do it."

"I don't understand why you want to help that guy so much," Liang Ziyuan suddenly turned his lips when he was staring at Hao Yun. "To be honest, if you want to tell me these things for your own sake, it's OK."

Hao Yun was stunned.

"For four years of harmonious dormitory life... Can't that be the reason?"

This reason was made up on the fly.

Unfortunately, he was not deceived.

"I hate hypocrisy the most."

After that, Liang Ziyuan put down the can and stood up.

He lifted the basketball with his feet twice. He passed the ball to Hao Yun and said coldly.

"Get up."

Foolishly looking at the basketball in his hand, Hao Yun continues to look at Liang Ziyuan.

"Get up and do what..."

"Bullfight."

"Fight, bullfight?"

"Yes," tightening the hair band on his forehead, Liang Ziyuan moved his neck, "1v1."

"Playing ball with you can... It's about running for monitor."

"I'll see if I win."

Aware of the atmosphere between the two, a few students on the court with a lively expression to let the court.

Looking back to the midfield position of Liang Ziyuan, a small group of girls outside the basketball court, suddenly called for refuelling with a sharp voice.

He walked to the basketball court with a confused face. Looking at Liang Ziyuan who didn't play according to the routine, Hao Yun was a fool.

what the fuck!?

I don't know how to play!

Looking at Liang Ziyuan who hooked his fingers, he passed the ball out and put out a defensive hand.

However, as he expected, a fake layup from the opposite side easily broke through his empty defense and scored.

"Goal! Liang Ziyuan won one point! "

"Ah, man, come on

"Liang Ziyuan! I love you

Looking at the girls around the basketball court shouting for cheers, Liang Ziyuan frowned and murmured, then turned his eyes to Hao Yun who dribbled to the midfield line.

With a sneer from the corner of his mouth, he hooked his fingers.

"It's your turn."

It's your turn. It's OK.

But I really can't play

His face was full of tears and smiles. Hao Yun dribbled hard and hit it.

The result was not unexpected.

Liang Ziyuan stretched out his hand beautifully and took the ball directly into his arms. Then he dribbled the ball out of the three-point line and turned back to make a beautiful three-point jump shot.

Shua!

The ball is in!

It's easy to wonder if this guy's on.

"Three points! Liang Ziyuan took two! "

The tall boy in the dormitory next door acted as the referee and yelled excitedly at the court.

Although the abuse of food is not ornamental, but cool!

Listening to the noise behind him, Liang Ziyuan looks at Hao Yun and gently moves his neck.

"Count one."

Then, without expression, he hooked his finger.

"Go on."

That cool look, it is caused outside the small groups of girls one after another scream.

With a helpless face, Hao Yun hovers near the middle line, feeling as if he has become the object of the protagonist's pretending force?

GTND！

Even if you are handsome, you can sing and dance rap basketball!

This life is also too special fair!

Hao Yun could not laugh or cry and said, "are you not going to let your roommate

"To win sympathy?" Liang Ziyuan said with a cold smile, "because you are weak?"

Weak?

Let's just talk about food.

Hao Yun sighed and hugged the basketball with both hands.

Frontal attack is definitely out of the question, the strength of both sides is not in an order of magnitude.

The only way to win is to outwit.

Looking at the valve core, he sighed.

"No, I don't think I'm weak. It's just that everyone has something they're good at and something they're not good at. What we can do is to polish what we are good at to the extreme in our limited life, instead of seeking fish from a tree in the field we are not good at

"Cut, glib, are you the only one who can talk?"

A cold smile, I do not know why, Liang Ziyuan looked at Hao Yun, suddenly gave up the defense.

He retreated into the three-point line and made a gesture of please with no expression on his face.

"If you can get in, I'll promise you."

Basketball court, the moment quiet.

Even the girl group stopped cheering because of the sudden dignified atmosphere.

Promise?

Promise what?

Several boys who used to play together also got together.

However, their focus was not on what Liang Ziyuan said, but on Hao Yun who stopped dribbling in the middle line. His jaw almost fell to the ground with surprise.

"Lying trough, midline stop?"

"Is this going to be a super three?"

"This distance, the school team also can't throw in a few."

"That's not necessarily. People can't be generalized. The last time I saw the black brother of the school team, I saw that he entered once, and it was the day before yesterday when he was training."

"It's not a fool to enter! Did you see him throw in the game? You can't be scolded to death by your teammates if you don't enter! Also has the professional competition, is not the last few seconds too late to attack, who specially so long-distance throws blue

Several boys who can play basketball fall into the debate of "whether people can generalize", and several old schoolgirls who can't play basketball next to them also rarely focus on the "passer-by a" who stops near the middle line.

"Why doesn't he dribble?"

"It's like the rule of basketball is to hold the ball in both hands and stop shooting it."

"Is this a shot from the midline?"

"So far?! Can you get to the basket... "

"Why are you shooting so far? Does he want to be forced?"

"Whatever, I can't get in anyway!"

"Yes! My brother Ziyuan is the best

"Roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll? Do you have wechat? Make a face

A pair of eyes fell behind.

It's basically the expression of watching a play.

Holding the ball in both hands, Hao Yun's forehead was sweating.

It's a shame to say that he just remembered that he couldn't dribble the ball with both hands when he was attacking.

If you hit the ball again, it's like second luck?

That's about the rule.

Looking at Liang Ziyuan's joking eyes, he was more and more sad.

I really can't play!

Must I make a fool of myself?

It seems that I noticed the situation here. More and more people gathered around the basketball court. I asked about the whole story and joined the team to watch the play.

Obviously, few people thought he would make it.

Everyone is waiting to see his joke.

But

In this instant, Hao Yun's heart suddenly moved slightly.

He suddenly thought of the "causal evidence" that the system gave him last night.

If this thing can really reverse cause and effect

Even if there are side effects, but if only one goal, the cost of causality should not be very big!

Thinking of this, Hao Yun put aside his worries and took a deep breath. His eyes gradually became serious.

"Ziyuan."

Looking at Hao Yun's changing eyes, Liang Ziyuan slightly raised his chin and said he heard it.

"You said, if you score this goal, promise me that!"

Looking at Hao Yun who is ready to shoot, Liang Ziyuan disdains to turn his mouth, turns his back to him, and understates.

"I've always hated to go back on my feet."

Shua!

That's a beautiful parabola.

Almost stepped on the last word in his mouth.

The voice that runs through the blue net makes Liang Ziyuan raise his head reflexively, and then stare incredulously.

At the same time, the whole basketball court was quiet.

It was a dead silence!

Only the landing basketball, jumping to one side

"Remember what you say."

Looking at Liang Ziyuan with his back to him, Hao Yun takes back his hands in midair, and looks like a man of talent.

It's like saying——

You made me do it.

After that, Hao Yun, who achieved his goal, turned and left the stadium, leaving only the stunned Liang Ziyuan, the incredible exclamation of the audience, and all the people sitting on the ground to watch the play standing up.

"Lying trough!"

"The ball, the ball is in!"