A 00-year-old man meets online love in person. I am really a post-XNUMXs

Chapter 11 Shocking! A -year-old man plays basketball!
"Alright, alright, stop talking too much. Go live now. You let everyone down yesterday. Don't do it again today!" Su Qingluan said. "Give me your gifts. I'll take the old man to his room first, and then I'll tidy up your room for you!"

Yun Feifei nodded.

There are several complete sets of live broadcast equipment in the villa.

In the lobby of the villa.

There are also equipment for outdoor live broadcasting. After all, Su Qingluan is the boss of one of the guilds of Huya Live!

Of course the boss’s home is fully equipped.

"Then I'll leave you and the ancestor a chance to be alone together, great-grandma. I'm going to go live stream first." Yun Feifei did not forget to tease.

But it is precisely because Yun Mo and Su Qingluan have no possibility.

Yun Feifei always teases me like this.

Soon, Yun Mo was taken upstairs by Yun Feifei and settled in a room.

Yun Mo saw the layout of the room and sighed, "Life is much better now than before!"

Remember Yang Song’s family?

Compared with this, there is really a gap between the Republic of China and 2024.

"Of course. It's been seventy or eighty years now, and the economy and technology have developed so rapidly!" Su Qingluan said, "Grandfather, Feifei and I are good friends. If you have any difficulties in life in the future, you can tell me and I will find a way to solve it!"

"Thank you, girl!" Yun Mo smiled with relief. This girl was still the same as he felt at the beginning, a very good girl.

"Then you take a rest first, I'll go decorate the room for Feifei!" Su Qingluan carried Yun Feifei's luggage, said hello, and went to another room.

Yun Mo had no intention of sitting in the room and enjoying the scenery. He wanted to go downstairs.

Naturally, I wanted to spend more time with Yun Feifei.

After walking out of the room, there is a large hollow living room outside with a crystal chandelier.

Yun Feifei did not choose to live broadcast indoors today, but outdoors.

Yun Mo had no choice but to walk out of the villa.

Outside the villa, there is a small basketball court. Yun Feifei has placed a mobile phone and a stand under the basket.

The content of Yun Feifei’s live broadcast is very diverse.

Sometimes it's playing basketball, sometimes it's running.

If I do a live broadcast indoors, I will tell jokes, chat, and play games with everyone!

Today, she did not put on professional basketball uniform.

It was just the same ordinary clothes that I wore.

Because it was too late.

"Dear readers, I'm sorry. I had something to do yesterday and needed to move, so I missed you all. I will make up for it today!" Yun Feifei apologized in her opening remarks.

"Fuck, anchor, you can change places, is there a big villa behind you?"

"A villa with a basketball court, so luxurious!"

"Hehe, no wonder you were so cruel to us. It turns out you made a lot of money and bought a big villa, right?"

"Is Host Feifei from Shanghai? How much does a villa like this cost in Shanghai?"

Seeing the comments from netizens, Yun Feifei said while dribbling a basketball, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Don't get me wrong, big guys. This villa belongs to my boss, the boss of our guild. You all know her. She's the daughter of a wealthy woman in Magic City! I'm just being kept by her!"

"Hahaha, is it okay to be supported?" "I want to be supported too! Brothers, who has a mine at home?"

"Anchor, who is that person next to your basketball court?"

"It seems to be an old man!"

"The one with the white hair is indeed an old man!"

"What the hell? No way?"

"Could it be that the person who supports you is this old man?"

"Yes, and you said it was a woman?"

"Slap in the face on the spot?"

Yun Feifei stopped the layup while holding the basketball, turned around and looked over. It turned out that it was the ancestor who came out.

Maybe because it was boring in the room, so he came to watch himself play basketball.

The place where Yun Mo was standing was right next to the basketball box, which had seven or eight basketballs in it.

“Stop it, everyone!” Yun Feifei put down the basketball and made a gesture of clasping her fists in prayer. “That’s my family’s ancestor. Can you believe he’s over a hundred years old? I moved because he kept looking for me. The previous house was too small to accommodate him!”

Just after she finished speaking, everyone heard a swish sound above Yun Feifei's head.

That was the sound of a basketball hitting the net.

Anyone who has played basketball knows that this kind of sound is very comfortable and pleasing to the eye.

Combined with this sound, Yun Mo picked up the basketball and threw it casually.

All of a sudden, everyone in the live broadcast room exploded.

"What the hell! What the hell! What's going on?"

"Nima, did I see it wrong?"

"That swish just now, could it be that the old man threw it over?"

"Otherwise, there are only two people on the court, anchor Feifei and the old man! And we also saw the old man throwing the ball into the basket!"

"Just a casual throw like that? And it went into the net?"

"Nima, is this the script?"

"Looking at the distance, it's at least a five-pointer, right?"

"It's just luck. Maybe it's just a blind cat catching a dead mouse!"

"Then can you show me one of your luck?"

Yun Feifei was also a little stunned at this moment.

It’s not easy to hit the ball from such a long distance, even in the NBA, right?
What’s more, he is an old ancestor who is over a hundred years old?
Before Yun Feifei and the audience could continue to react, Yun Mo took out another basketball from the box and threw it casually again.

Swish.

The basketball hit the net again.

And because of the angle, this time the camera recorded everything.

(End of this chapter)