king of defenders

Chapter 130 College of Arts and Sciences
Jiang Xiaoai fought against Meng Yun along the way, as if the more happy Meng Yun was in the United States, the more unhappy she would be, which made Meng Yun secretly annoyed, but sister Shuyao couldn't get angry here, so she had to close her eyes. Mouth, muffled.

Guo Shuyao booked a room for Meng Yun, and took Meng Yun to the hotel to put down his luggage.

It was noon at this time, and the three of them had a meal together, Guo Shuyao said: "Meng Yun, you have been on the plane for so long, why don't you go back to the hotel and take a rest, I have classes in the afternoon."

"Sister Shuyao, I'm not tired." Meng Yun smiled and said, "Take me to your school, I haven't been to your school yet."

"But I have to go to class."

"It's okay, you go to class, I'll walk around the school by myself, and have dinner with you after school." Meng Yun said, he really wanted to see what Sister Shuyao's school was like.

Moreover, Meng Yun's physical fitness far exceeds that of ordinary people. Under the influence of the solar storm, his body recovers quickly. He fell asleep on the plane and is really not tired at the moment.

It's too boring to stay alone in a hotel room when you're not tired.

"Alright then." Guo Shuyao agreed.

Jiang Xiaoai wasn't very happy anymore, her displeasure was written all over her face.

Meng Yun didn't bother to pay attention to this woman, so he treated her as transparent, and the three of them came to H Provincial College of Arts and Sciences. Guo Shuyao and Jiang Xiaoai were going to class, and Meng Yun just wandered around the school by himself.

"Universities in China are somewhat different from those abroad." Meng Yun didn't find it boring, on the contrary, he found it very interesting.

Before he knew it, Meng Yun walked to the basketball court.

This is an open-air court with a large area. There are six full courts divided into two rows. Each row has three courts side by side. The backboard is made of tempered glass and the ground is covered with plastic. As a university court, the conditions are naturally not too bad. .

"Bang bang."

It was afternoon, and no one was playing.

Meng Yun raised his brows and walked into the court. Three of the six courts were occupied, and the other three were empty. Most of the players on the court were students from the College of Arts and Sciences, and there were also some adults.

Universities are open, as are basketball courts. In addition to domestic community courts, there are not as many street courts as abroad, and the facilities are not good enough, so there are always some adults who come to the university to play.

"Quickly pass it on."

"This way, this way"

"Empty cut, such a good opportunity."

All kinds of voices came from the court, which made Meng Yun feel very comfortable. He didn't go to the court to play, but just sat on the sidelines, watching others play with great interest.

Most of the people here are of mediocre strength, not as good as many street players in the United States, such as the Ice Storms course, if you find a few good players, you can definitely sweep them here.

"Compared with American universities, the gap is still a bit big." Meng Yun said to himself, looking to the other side, his eyes couldn't help but brighten up, "I didn't expect that there are also good ones."

On the court on the left, several people are playing. They are not short. The shortest one is 1.7 meters eight, and the tallest one is about 1.9 meters. They are strong and have good skills. They have obviously received professional training. , Moving, running, passing and cutting, shooting and other actions are all in a good shape.

Of course, compared to the players of the Wildcats, they are much inferior.

However, Meng Yun couldn't help but see such a few people in this stadium where almost all amateur players, many even beginners, still made his eyes light up.

"These people don't look very old. They should be college students, and most of them are students of the College of Arts and Sciences." Meng Yun thought to himself, looking at a few people.

A few people did not play the regular three-on-three, but 4-on-4, not playing like everyone else, but training.

There were eight people in total, all of whom had good skills. Meng Yun reckoned that even if they were not on the school team, they were part of the team. No matter in terms of height or skill, they were much better than those on the other two courts.

Among the eight people, one stood out. He was about 1.9 meters five, with a strong body, bulging muscles on his arms, dark skin, and a shaved head.His physical fitness is very good, his technique is also the best among the eight players, and his role on the field is outstanding. He scored most of the goals of his first team.

On the field, when the ball is taken by the bancuntou, it is a tentative step first, then suddenly withdraws the foot, accelerates, breaks through from the other side, takes a step forward and then takes three big steps, kills the inside line and draws the bar in the air, and scores the ball.

"Well, this person's strength is not bad." Meng Yun nodded, intending to continue to see how the strength of domestic university team players has reached such a level, but the opponent stopped.

Several people stopped and were talking, and the voice came over.

Bancuntou said: "Okay, let's stop here, there is a game in the afternoon, save some energy."

"Qiangzi, is it your class against Class 9 this afternoon?" One person joked, "Two of your class are the main force of the school team, and the other one is a team member. With your strength, it takes so much to deal with Class 9." Seriously? Class 9 is the weakest class in your department. There are only a dozen boys in total, right? If you really know how to play, maybe there are two or three of them. "

Another person also said: "That's right, why are you fighting Class 9 when you have nothing to do? Is it interesting to bully Class 9? Why don't you fight Class 9 instead, how about a fight with us?"

Bancuntou smiled and said, "We are at a disadvantage in playing against your physical education department. As for Class 9, it is a friendly match. Friendship comes first, competition comes second."

Listening, Meng Yun laughed.

I don't dare to fight against other people's sports department, and I only pick the weak ones. I put friendship first and competition second. It seems that I still think highly of the opponent.

After a while, Bancuntou and others left.

Meng Yun felt a little itchy after watching for a long time. He saw a few people playing in one half of the court, and he didn't intend to play three-on-three. He walked up and said with a smile: "Can I play with you?"

"sure."

"Hehe, we don't really know how to play, we just throw for fun."

Several people looked at Meng Yun and were a little surprised by Meng Yun's height, but still greeted Meng Yun with a smile.

Meng Yun thanked him, a young man passed a basketball, Meng Yun nodded, took two shots on the spot, took a step forward, jumped up and flicked his wrist, and with a bang, the basketball was hollowed into the net.

"Huh!"

Several people on the field looked at it together. Although they played averagely, but after watching a lot, it was easy to see that Meng Yun really knew how to play, and his strength should be pretty good.

The young man who had previously passed the ball to Meng Yun picked up the basketball, passed it to Meng Yun again, and said with a smile: "Brother, you should be very good at playing basketball. Your shooting moves are really beautiful. Let's have another one."

"Hehe, I'm not very good, and I'm just average." Meng Yun smiled, slapped the ball on the floor, stood a little above the free throw line, and flicked his wrist.

(End of this chapter)