stadium ambition

Chapter 21
After a short rest, Su Yang took a shower and changed clothes, and left the arena with Ron.

According to Ron, the destination of the two people's trip was the school's entertainment center, where there were many student associations spontaneously formed by the students, the largest of which was the Muqiao High School Volunteer Association, with as many as [-] members.

"Why do so many people want to be volunteers?" Su Yang asked curiously. Thinking back to the past, he always saw that in the resumes of many outstanding returnees, they often mentioned that they had volunteer service experience.

Judging from various indications, becoming a volunteer still requires strength, and not everyone can do it.

And generally speaking, volunteers are often associated with the word "excellent in character and learning", and tend to favor top students.

"A very small number of people are genuinely willing to help others, while others want to expand their experience and social circles. More people want their resumes to be good-looking and competitive, which will benefit them in applying for universities or internship opportunities in the future."

Perhaps worried about misunderstanding, Ron said again: "Of course, these three reasons can exist at the same time."

Su Yang nodded silently. This means that a sage doesn't care about his deeds, and it is difficult to keep social things intact.

The two walked forward quickly, and soon came to the gate of the Civic Center, where many students were walking out.

The entire civic center is divided into upper and lower floors, and the floor area is difficult to estimate with the naked eye. According to Su Yang's previous experience in shopping malls, he calculated that it can accommodate at least 1000 people for activities at the same time, and Muqiao High School has a total of more than 2000 students.

The two came here, on the one hand, to apply for permission from the administrator to facilitate publicity here, and on the other hand, to ask the volunteer department to arrange staff to help with publicity and help organize the competition.

Su Yang felt it was a waste of time at first, so he suggested promoting it through the Internet, or the school's unified publicity.

But the teammates couldn't understand his proposal even more. The reason is that the team's public exhibition game is a game initiated by the team itself. It should not occupy the school's public resources, and it does not have the conditions to promote it through the Internet.

It took Su Yang ten seconds to figure it out. Mu Qiao High School didn't have a similar organization like QQ, and the FACEBOOK group hadn't been established, and it wasn't possible to send it directly to the students' mailboxes. It seemed that it could only be publicized on the spot.

But the objective situation is like this. At this time, Facebook or Twitter have not yet developed to the point where high school students also have an account, and there are still many high school students who want to open social software such as Facebook or Twitter. Parents’ consent is required. OK.

Just like Brownie James, his father LeBron James had to agree to open INS, but after he opened INS, he was the first to follow the little sister of the Kardashian family.

"It's a bit late now. We need to split up. I'll go to the administrators who are difficult to deal with. You go to the volunteer department and gather at the gate after you're done." After Ron finished speaking, Su Yang responded, and the two went their separate ways. Ben left and right.

According to the instructions of the indoor layout, Su Yang came all the way to the door of the volunteer club activity room.

Entering the door is a place similar to the front desk. There is a girl with shoulder-length black hair who is reading with her head down.

Just as Su Yang was about to say hello, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the two Chinese characters 'Zhuangzi' written on the header of the book.

He felt friendly and curious in an instant, and he never expected to meet someone reading ancient Chinese classics here.

After all, it is rare even in the country.

Su Yang subconsciously took a second look. The girl was wearing a T-shirt of the same style as the volunteers, and her body was extremely thin.

Although I can't see the specific appearance for the time being, I can be sure that it is Chinese or Asian, and I can smell the faint scent of shampoo.

"You..." Su Yang just said a word, and the girl's cell phone rang at the same time.

"The only pure white jasmine, blooming in the amber crescent, even if you lose all the power of love..."

The girl put down the book, picked up the flip Motorola, put her head up to her ear, and flicked her bangs along the way.

Su Yang just saw the girl's face clearly, and suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart, and he was stunned.

The last time I had this unforgettable feeling was when I saw the little fairy appearing in "Little Fish and Flowers".

It's hard to describe in words what it feels like, but it's amazing, and I really want to keep staring at it.

When Su Yang came back to his senses, the girl slapped the table violently, as if she had encountered something particularly angry.

"I, CNM, how many times have I said, don't bother me anymore, are you an idiot? Don't you understand what it means to not need it? If you dare to call again, I will go to the police and sue you. "

Su Yang was dumbfounded.

Why does it suddenly switch to another form? It feels like meeting a female devil, and she is particularly irritable.

The girl hung up the phone, smiled immediately, stood up and said in English, "Hi, how can I help?"

Su Yang was stupid again, the smile was clearly warm and innocent, the devil disappeared last second?
"Students from mainland China?" The girl looked excited, "Don't panic, we can communicate in Chinese."

"Uh...that's..." Su Yang was inexplicably nervous, scratching his head and said, "I'm here to apply for volunteer assistance."

"Okay, you wait." The girl took out a rummaging, and finally found a piece of paper, took out a pen, and put both hands in front of Su Yang, "You fill out this form, we will evaluate it After that, I will reply to you as soon as possible.”

Su Yang reached out to take it, took a deep breath to calm down, and followed the girl to a desk.

"Just write here. If you don't understand anything, just ask." The girl sat down casually, raised her legs and patted the table, as if a gangster arranged for a younger brother to sit down for dinner, and she almost didn't care about Zhonghua, "How long have you been in the United States?" ?”

"One semester." Su Yang sat down slowly, raised his pen and began to fill in the specific content.

"Do you want to study in university here?" The girl stretched out her hand, "By the way, let me introduce myself, Lu Rulan."

Su Yang raised his hand to hold it lightly, it felt like he was pinching a piece of milk ice cream, it was soft and cold.

"My name is Su Yang, and the university has not been confirmed yet."

"Su Yang?" Lu Rulan raised her head and raised her eyebrows, "Why do I seem to have heard this name somewhere?"

Su Yang was inexplicably looking forward to it. For the first time, he hoped that others would know his identity, and it would be best if he could still admire him.

"I remember." Lu Rulan smiled lightly, "You are that idiot who likes to hang the horizontal bar."

"Damn!" Su Yang complained in his heart.

I thought that Lu Rulan knew herself through the video of the streetball game, but I didn’t expect that it was the horizontal bar before, so I smiled awkwardly: "Exercising, the single bar has many benefits."

"I also watched the video of your streetball game." Lu Rulan smiled again, "The moves are pretty cool, but it's a pity that you didn't dunk."

"Hi!" Su Yang seemed to hear that he had won a 500 million lottery ticket, his mouth almost crooked, "It's just so-so."

Originally, I wanted to explain how delicate my technical movements are. Those sudden stops and half-turning backs are definitely much more powerful than dunks, but considering that most girls don’t understand basketball, Iverson and Kobe are easy to confuse and don’t bother to explain.

"Hehe." Lu Rulan showed a smile that had seen through everything, "Can you dunk?"

"It should be possible." Su Yang pondered in his heart. He is usually in good condition and can dunk with both hands through a run-up, but he has never dunked in actual combat. Just being able to dunk.

"Cut!" Lu Rulan curled her lips, "Looking at your dodgy little eyes, I know you're bragging."

"I can really dunk. If you don't believe me, go to the arena to perform for you." Su Yang was in a hurry. At this moment, he really became a 17-year-old middle school boy. He wanted to prove himself inexplicably. A mess.

"Okay, I believe you." Lu Rulan turned her mouth slightly and glanced at the form, "Why are you applying for volunteer assistance?"

"We are going to hold an open training match within the team, and we hope that spectators will come to watch it." Su Yang withdrew his thoughts, "Because it is a spontaneous organization, there may be no support from the school. I hope to get your help to properly publicize the organization."

"Then what do you all have to watch? For example, dunk performances, or three-point performances..."

"I haven't thought about it yet. I decided to do it in the afternoon. I can refer to your suggestion."

Su Yang thinks it makes sense. To attract others to watch a game, there must be something to watch. For example, the NBA mainly relies on stars and fights against visiting teams. It also comes with various entertainment activities and serves as a social platform.

As far as his own school team is concerned, it is still at the level of intra-team competitions, and dunk performances seem to be indispensable.

"If you say that, you are completely unprepared." Lu Rulan shook her head, "I predicted in advance that it would be difficult for you to attract an audience. Basketball is already a small crowd here, and the people who proposed your plan lacked consideration in doing things."

"It's okay, take your time." Su Yang wanted to boast about proposing a plan, but he could only choose not to talk about it in embarrassment when he heard this, and asked instead: "How do you know that basketball is very small? Do you usually care about it? "

"I did a survey before joining the club. Other sports have clubs, but basketball doesn't."

"That's it." Su Yang responded, thinking that he was good at observation and knew how to deduce based on details.

The two chatted one after another, and Su Yang gradually filled out all the forms and handed them over.

Lu Rulan put down her legs, took the form and sat upright, suddenly changing into a ladylike look.

"Will you be playing then?"

"Yes, I am the boss and the absolute main force of the team." Su Yang was full of pride, wishing to have more names.

"Then remember to inform me." Lu Rulan smiled shyly, "I will support you when the time comes."

"Definitely." Su Yang felt inexplicably happy, as if floating in the clouds, "I'll perform a fast-break dunk for you."

"Then I will remember." Lu Rulan blushed, "Leave a contact information, and I will notify you as soon as there is a result."

"You can add my QQ number, and my mobile phone number. This is my email address and Facebook account..." Su Yang wrote out five contact methods at once, for fear that Lu Rulan would not be able to contact him. After writing, he felt baffled.

The two chatted for a while, Lu Rulan sent him out, and Su Yang waved goodbye.

He trotted happily all the way to the gate, seeing where Ron was waiting, his face was a little impatient.

"what's the situation?"

"Things have been settled, but the plan has changed. The team's public training has been changed to a friendly match between schools." Ron rubbed his hands and said: "The opponent is Santa Margarita High School, who won the runner-up in the league last time and only lost to Adish Sub-high school."

"They have a player named Klay Thompson?"

Su Yang felt that he was bragging too much, and it was almost impossible to perform fast break dunks successfully.

　Sin, I owe one more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)