Young master Dongshan's mixed-race boyfriend

The campus in autumn is no different. The weather is still hot and the vegetation is still green. Today, the intramural finals will be held in the basketball court, which will determine the basketball team that will represent Sui University in the city league.

In the locker room, the big boys were discussing before the game, and the atmosphere was quite relaxed.

Seeing that everyone was not nervous at all, the coach put his hands on his hips and explained. "Let me tell you, the basketball team of the Department of Communication is very fierce this year, and they are also newly selected teams. Don't underestimate me."

"Coach, they are strong, but we are stronger." Gao Hong put on his No. 3 jersey with confidence on his face.

"We still have Brother Yu." Zhuang Shaoquan patted Wei Mingyu on the shoulder.

Wei Mingyu was sending Bai Xiyan a wechat message, asking him to watch the game, and only looked up when he heard Zhuang Shaoquan's words. "Cooperation is more important."

"Have you heard that? This is the correct mentality." The coach glanced at everyone with a serious expression. "Remember, we are the champion team, and we have to keep this honor."

"Yes!" Everyone agreed in unison.

At this time, the basketball court was already buzzing with people, and the juniors came the most, and they all came for Wei Mingyu.

As Sui University's Internet celebrity and the new school grass, as long as there is a competition with Wei, he will not be left out.

The previous opponent lost half of the momentum before the game started, but today's opponent in the law department also has a figure, and he is a veritable Internet celebrity.

Wei Mingyu didn't disclose his Douyin account, and he never showed his face. It was all sneak shots posted by others.

Shao Hanwen is different. The number of Douyin fans has exceeded [-] million, and he has also signed a contract with the company. He has serious live broadcast fans every day.

It's no wonder that there are so many students who came to watch the match today, and even fans from outside the school mixed in.

"What the hell is this?" Sitting in the corner of the locker room, Zou Kun screamed, and hurriedly held up his phone for everyone to see. "That Internet celebrity wants to broadcast today's game live, and he's still playing under the name of Lao Yu!"

All of a sudden everyone gathered around.

"Defeat the legendary mask boy..."

"Who is more handsome between the two?"

"Is this match a school grass contest between Internet celebrities?"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Wei Mingyu glanced at the hot topics of netizens, with a calm expression and no reaction.

The topic and popularity on the Internet were heated up, and more and more people came to the live broadcast room after hearing the news, and the picture in the live broadcast room at this time was that Shao Hanwen was warming up.

For today's match, Shao Hanwen's company moved in professional equipment to broadcast the whole process, and it was a hot topic for the outside world.

Before the game started, Shao Hanwen showed his face and then excused himself to walk away. There was only empty footage in the video camera.

The manager immediately pulled Shao Hanwen aside and whispered. "Are you sure you have communicated with your teammates?"

"Of course, do you think I'm a fool?" Shao Hanwen was annoyed. "I gave this..." He gestured for money. "They would surround me and create momentum for me."

In other words, it is to use money to act in a play, and to promote Shao Hanwen as a basketball master.

But the agent always felt that something was wrong and felt very uneasy. "The team members want to circle around you and win the game, won't there be any problems? I've already bought the hot search, and the fans are waiting to see you win the school championship. It will be ugly if you lose."

"What's the problem? I just showed my face and played for the first half of the game, and the rest is for my teammates to score points." Shao Hanwen didn't care.

In the second half, it was said that the equipment was malfunctioning, and the broadcast was released in advance. Who knew he didn't play the whole game?

"Also, even if I lose the game, it's not my responsibility, it's my teammates who can't do their best." Shao Hanwen had a look on his face that you understand.

This live broadcast, as long as it works properly, he will be able to attract a wave of fans with the enthusiasm of the mask boy.

Shao Hanwen is not content to just be an Internet celebrity, as long as the popularity is high enough, he can also act and hold concerts. His goal is to become a real star!

In the end, the manager was convinced. Shao Hanwen's sophistication often made him feel ashamed.

At this moment, the whole stadium became lively, and it turned out that the business department team entered the field.

"Senior Wei!!"

"Brother Yoo!"

"Come on, Department of Commerce!!"

Shao Hanwen is a freshman, and he thought that he still has the bonus of Internet celebrity fans, and his popularity will have to overwhelm the other party, but he didn't expect that Wei Mingyu's popularity would not lose him at all.

And the Wei Mingyu in front of me is more eye-catching than in the video, with a height of 1.9 meters and a handsome face of mixed race, no matter where she goes, she is the focus of the audience.

Shao Hanwen had to admit that he felt sore the moment he saw Wei Mingyu.

If he had this appearance condition, he would have already signed with a formal brokerage company, and he would still have to live in a small company like a family workshop.

The camera of the live broadcast was only aimed at Shao Hanwen. At this time, the cheers from the audience made the audience in the live broadcast room very curious, and they swiped and patted the masked brother one after another.

The director had received instructions a long time ago, how could it be possible to film other people, and Shao Hanwen would scold him bloody when the broadcast was released later.

"I'm going, is this a big star coming? Did you invite all the film crews for this long wooden warehouse and short guns?" Zhuang Shaoquan complained.

"She is a big internet celebrity, and fans came to send flowers on the first day of school, and the forum has been massacred for a few days." Fu Wenbin said.

"You said he has so many fans, is there still a need to slander our Brother Yu?" Zhuang Shaoquan thought of those slandering comments on the Internet, and he was very disdainful.

"Brother Yu, do you just forget it?" Gao Hong looked at Wei Mingyu.

Wei Mingyu adjusted his wristband, his eyes were still indifferent, but the words he said were clearly remembered. "I'll keep him out of touch with the ball."

"It really is you." Zhuang Shaoquan praised.

At this moment, the referee blew his whistle to signal the players from both sides to enter the field.

When they were about to kick off, representatives from both sides came out to grab the ball. The business team had always been captain Gao Hong, but when Gao Hong saw that the opponent sent Shao Hanwen to grab the ball, he immediately turned around and pushed Wei Mingyu out.

In order to capture the moment when Shao Hanwen snatched the ball, the director purposely zoomed out a bit, but Wei Mingyu suddenly entered the scene.

——"So handsome, so handsome!"

——"The mask boy is so tall!"

——"Hanwen is a head short?"

——"I'm dying of laughter, didn't Shao Hanwen say that he is 1.8 meters tall?"

The next moment the camera quickly turned away.

——"???"

——"Take a picture of the mask boy!"

——"Director!!"

No matter how the audience swiped, the director's camera was only for Shao Hanwen, and the game officially started when the audience was arguing.

In the camera, Shao Hanwen jumped up to grab the ball, but his hand didn't even reach the basketball, and the basketball thrown high up was snatched away in an instant.

The audience in the live broadcast room only saw Shao Hanwen put his feet up and take off, only to be robbed of the ball in an instant in a daze.

Wei Mingyu grabbed the ball and immediately turned around. He ran away in the blink of an eye. Too many people intercepted him and passed the ball to Gao Hong.

"Shaoquan!" Gao Hong gave the ball to Zhuang Shaoquan who was under the backboard, and Zhuang Shaoquan dunked the ball immediately after receiving the ball.

The Department of Commerce scored two points at the start, and the cooperation was perfect.

The game continued, and Shao Hanwen was very annoyed when he didn't get the ball at the beginning, but he couldn't lose his temper during the live broadcast, and could only pretend to concentrate on the game.

10 minutes passed and he didn't even touch the basketball.

"Xiaoyan, this way." Zou Kun led the way with a box of mineral water in his arms. "There are no more seats in the auditorium, come and sit down."

"I'm not a team member, will it be bad if I go down?" Bai Xiyan was carrying a shoulder bag, and the shirt he was still wearing today was tightly buttoned.

"It's okay, I'm not a player either." Zou Kun led him through the corridor to the field.

The coach on the opposite side shouted to stop, and the players left the field and walked this way.

Zou Kun immediately went up to distribute water for everyone.

The coach seized the time to speak to everyone. "Just cooperate with each other according to this rhythm. As long as we widen the gap in the first half, the second half will be stable."

During the small meeting, Wei Mingyu motioned Bai Xiyan to sit down casually.

Because everyone played very well, the coach only asked some routine questions, and the game continued soon.

Bai Xiyan was sitting in Li Guanzhan's seat for the reserve players, and Zou Kun arranged the drinks he bought in a familiar way, and then went to chat with the coach.

Because of Bai Xiyan's arrival, the discussion in the venue became louder, and many cell phone cameras were directed at him.

As we all know, the former school grass of Sui University and the current school grass are rumored to be gossip. Some people say they are a couple, some say they are just friends, and there are different opinions.