from the golden generation

Chapter 192 Alma Mater
At the end of a tiring and satisfying day, the Knicks beat the Lakers to get 5 consecutive victories.

And after the game, Yan Song and Kobe had a one-on-one bullfight.

In the end, there is no winner or loser, and friendship comes first. After all, the two are very good brothers and friends.

In the evening, Yan Song returned home.

The younger sister, Yan Yaqi, had already returned home from school, and when Yan Song entered the room, she fell silent looking at the broken fried chicken dregs on the table.

Yan Song wondered how a 14-year-old girl could be so sloppy that she didn't even clean up her food.

And, is it really a mess to have girls eating?
Yan Song took a few deep breaths, picked up the socks thrown on the ground, and put them away.

Then he cleaned up the debris on the table and kicked his sister who was still sleeping on the sofa.

Yan Yaqi fell from the sofa, the little girl turned her head and said in a daze.

"Brother, you are back, I bought fried chicken, you can try it."

The words fall.

Yan Song's face turned green, you want me to eat fried chicken?Where is the fried chicken?Just the crumbs that I just cleaned up?

Yan Song was amused by Yan Yaqi and started laughing.

Yan Yaqi didn't understand why, so she also laughed.

Smiling and laughing, Yan Yaqi realized something was wrong, her elder brother was not smiling happily, it was clearly a sinister smile, okay?

Yan Yaqi shuddered twice, as if praying to Buddha, clasped her hands together and begged to let her go.

Yan Song didn't mean to bully his sister, he picked up Yan Yaqi with one hand, and whispered.

"It's much lighter than before."

As soon as Yan Song finished speaking, Yan Yaqi waved her arm in a loud voice, the meaning was obvious.

She is showing off her training results, seeing her younger sister and herself.

Yan Song exerted his strength and showed his biceps to his younger sister.

Yan Yaqi looked at muscles that were more attractive than fried chicken legs, and her small mouth opened like an "O".

"Don't be surprised, go to bed early, you have to go to school tomorrow."

After Yan Song finished speaking, he pinched his sister's face.

When Yan Yaqi heard Yan Song chatting with her about going to school, her face immediately turned down.

"It's boring at school. It's boring."

As soon as Yan Yaqi finished speaking, Yan Song hit her on the forehead with a knife.

say what?School is boring.

"Do you believe that I will send you to high school through my relationship?"

"No."

Yan Yaqi immediately responded and shook her head repeatedly.

Just go to college when you go to college, don't go to another high school, or you will lose a lot after three years and four years later.

Although Yan Yaqi said no, she still complained.

"I don't even understand the content of the school, brother, you originally wanted me to go there to dawdle, or I'd better go to the competition with you every day."

After Yan Yaqi finished speaking, Yan Song turned his head and looked at her without speaking, and took off his shoes after a few seconds.

Yan Yaqi was shocked in seconds, and ran back to the second floor with all her strength.

Yan Song looked at his younger sister who was tired of studying, and shook his head.

This child is just like me, I was tired of studying at that time, I didn't expect my sister to be better than me, and I didn't even want to go to school.

Since I didn't ask her strictly, she should feel better, but after thinking about it.

Since my younger sister has gone to college, shouldn't I, as an older brother, take some responsibility?

Ask her to find a subject of interest to study.

Yan Song still remembers that Iverson learned how to draw and drew a picture of Yan Song sleeping for himself when he went to school.

Thinking about it now... I can't go back.

Thinking about it again, my sister can't be like me who can do nothing but play basketball.

What's the name of that champion... Duncan!
They seem to have a high degree of education. Although they come to play basketball, learning can enrich one's life.

Yan Yaqi basically has nothing good at it, except for the speed of eating and falling asleep.

My sister is almost invincible at this point, she just falls asleep and doesn't have enough to eat.

It is because of this that Yan Song is worried about his sister.

My life got better because of basketball.I am not going to let my sister become a useless person, because people must have a craft.

That is the capital for everyone's survival. In the future, Yan Yaqi can't just say that my brother is Yan Song when she goes out.

In that case, he would be cheating his sister, Yan Song made up his mind.

It seems that I will find a few people in New York University to supervise and manage Yan Yaqi in the future, and I am doing this for the good of my sister.

My sister will definitely thank me... right?

On the 8th of the next day, Washington, USA.

Yan Song came here by plane, not for anything else, but to take time to come back to visit his alma mater.

New York is not far from Washington, only three to four hundred kilometers, and Yan Song arrived at the destination within a few hours.

When he got to the gate of Georgetown University, Yan Song felt that things were different.

The young man who could have entered the school in a fair manner has now become cautious.

Every step he takes, he looks around and keeps mumbling.

"Things are different from people, things are different from people."

Yan Song's behavior is indeed a bit exaggerated, but in his eyes, that's how it is.

Yan Song walked through every corner of the school according to his memory, and many students saw Yan Song.

They were all discussing with each other, and they saw that Yan Song was just not sure.

After all, how could an NBA ace guard come back to Georgetown University.

Their doubts and hesitation lost the chance to get autographs, and Yan Song walked to the gymnasium on purpose without knowing it.

This is the place where countless memories spring up, the place where dreams begin, the place where basketball teenagers grow up, the place where future superstars rise...

Yan Song licked his lips, and pushed open the door nervously.

He opened a gap first, and slowly the gap widened, Yan Song stuck his head in, but finally walked in with his whole body.

In the gymnasium, men are watching the players train with their hands behind their backs.

Looking at it now, Yan Song feels that those players are too immature, like little boys.

But among those people, there were people who were older than him, so Yan Song stepped forward with ease.

The familiar man still had the same face.

"Ok?"

Coach John glanced suspiciously when he saw someone approaching from the right.

The other party was tall, about the same size as himself.

John glanced at it indifferently, and his eyes did not stay on Yan Song's face for even a second.

He thought it was a player who was late, or someone from some team came to check on this year's students.

John coughed a few times for his students.

Yan Song was very surprised when he saw this.

"The coach is busy with me? It shouldn't be, I'm one of the best students."

Thinking about it, Yan Song took a few steps towards John, John noticed it but only glanced at it again.

But this glance didn't matter, he saw something very familiar with this glance.

Something no one knew about except the kid.

A pair of white shoes was given to him on the day of parting.

he?he…

"Yan Song?"

(End of this chapter)