Shanghai stock market.

Tomorrow's Star Sports Company.

Today is a bit special. There is no one working in a big company. They all stared at the big-screen TV to watch the game. It was the match between China and Spain.

In fact, this is not the first time.

Who made the big boss of the company a player? In the NBA Finals, the Tomorrow Star Sports Company had no work for a few days. General Manager Zhang Mingyang sent a notice telling all departments to watch the game together and cheer for the big boss.

It's the same this time.

"I must win today. If I win this game, I will enter the finals."

"Yes, as long as you enter the finals, you have the hope of winning. Although the US team is very strong and not equal in strength, as long as you enter the finals, there is always a glimmer of hope. If you fall in the semifinals, there is even a glimmer of hope. It's all gone."

"Don't worry, isn't there a big boss? No one in the Spanish team can match the big boss. They will definitely win."

"Well, China Men's Basketball Team, come on!"

"Come on, big boss!"

A group of people talked and shouted, shouting cheer.

Zhang Mingyang, Chen Hongsheng, and Zhang Jiayi are also there, sitting in the front row. As the number one, two, and three figures of the company, they can't be absent.

Listening to the shouts of the employees, Zhang Mingyang felt that he had to express himself a little, and he waved his arms and shouted a slogan.

Chen Hongsheng glanced at Lao Zhang and chuckled secretly. Instead of parroting, he whispered this to Zhang Jiayi. The conversation was actually about the game, because Zhang Jiayi watched it very seriously, and her little hands clenched together nervously.

Among the three of them, Zhang Jiayi may also be watching the game carefully.

Seeing Zhang Jiayi's appearance as a small fan, his eyes fixed on the TV screen and his gaze stayed at Qin Hao for a moment, Chen Hongsheng shook his head and sighed secretly, "Silly girl."

......

Southern province.

Provincial capital, Yunlong team.

This time is the offseason, but today all the players of the Yunlong team came to the arena and gathered together to watch the national team game.

After all, Jiang Feng and Wang Lei are both in the national team.

"This one-third is beautiful."

"Tsk tusk, Jiang Feng is getting better and better now."

"That is, where is their talent and strength, it is not necessarily bad to match these European and American players. Otherwise, how can you start the national team? Do you think it really depends on Qin Hao's relationship?"

"The Spanish team is not weak, and they immediately paid back one. Hey, you guys have found none, the other side seems to be constantly targeting Jiang Feng."

"Really, I have been targeting Jiang Feng in the past few rounds, so I looked for him to play in this position. Isn't this bullying?"

At this time, the first quarter has been played for a few minutes.

At first they saw Jiang Feng hit a three-pointer at the beginning of the game. Everyone was very excited, but soon they discovered that the Spanish team was targeting Jiang Feng. They all recognized Jiang Feng's point and regarded him as a breakthrough.

The next group of Yunlong players are upset. If you have the ability, you can look for Yao Ming, Yi Jianlian, and Qin Hao. Just bully us Jiang Feng, what is it?

For a while, everyone began to worry about Jiang Feng.

......

Yuyang No. 7 Middle School.

Today the whole school watched the game together, the principal's decision-of course, after the end of the evening self-study to make up for it.

This has become a unique activity in Yuyang Seventh Middle School.

At the beginning, some students complained, saying that other sports schools are not like this. Why did we make it like this?

Later, such complaints became less and less, and people became accustomed to and fell in love with this kind of activity, taking it as a sense of ritual.

After all, looking at high schools across the country, only Yuyang No. 7 Middle School is the case, and no one dares to say that they are "grandma".

At one point, Qin Hao, Jiang Feng, and Wang Lei were against it.

Secondly, Yuyang No. 7 Middle School is now a giant in the national high school basketball circle. There are very few teams that can compete with them, and the name of the "basketball school" has become more and more famous.

"The situation is not so good. Senior Jiang Feng suffers a bit at this point. I don't think he can stop him." A student frowned and said.

"This is only the first quarter. What anxious." South Korea glared at the other side with no anger, but he was full of yearning. "If one day I can also wear the national team jersey and play on behalf of the national team like them. Enough."

"Cut, I'm dreaming again." The person next to him smiled and struck him: "Daguang, it's not good to say, let's be more steadfast. Although you are very good in high school, how does it compare to those in the youth team? People can play cba in the future, how about you? Just cuba."

Daguang frowned, but did not sneer.

If it was before, he would be tall and short to refute a few words, but after participating in the Tomorrow Star training camp a few times, he broadened his horizons and his whole person became mature.

"I can only play cuba?" Daguang muttered to himself, "Huh, that's just your ignorance. As long as I can enter the ‘vocational training camp’, I may not have the chance to enter the cba in the future."

......

Qin Hao's house.

Qin Hao's family is here, watching the game.

While watching the game, I was also talking about Qin Hao, Qin Hao and Jiang Xue.

Liu Huifang said unhappily: "This Xiaohao, he came back by himself, and he didn't say to bring Xiaoxue back with him."

Qin Zhenguo hurriedly rounded up his son: "You called Xiaoxue some time ago. People didn't talk about it. The company is busy and can't go away."

"Then I can't be busy all year round." Liu Huifang became even more unhappy when he heard this. "Everyone is busy all day long without touching the ground. When can I hold my grandson?"

"Puff!" Aunt Qin Hao couldn't help but chuckle.

Liu Jiarong was also happy, and smiled: "I said, what are you so angry about, it turned out to be for this. Sister, I have to help the young couple say something, Xiaohao and Jiang Xue are indeed busy, Xiao Hao is busy with the game, Jiang Xue is in charge of such a young company, and she has to have time to have children. Besides, they are still young."

Aunt Qin Hao next to him also said: "Sister, what Jia Rong said is reasonable. It depends on the arrangement of the young couple to have a child. Xiaohao will play the NBA game and will play for the national team afterwards. This is also for the country. Good thing."

After finishing speaking, seeing Liu Huifang still look unhappy, she changed her tone and smiled: "But, you can get married first."

"Yeah." Liu Huifang slapped her thigh, "Get married first, and giving birth is not a matter of course."

Liu Jiarong and his wife looked at each other and spread their hands together, so, let's say so much, the old sister still only thinks about holding her grandson.

......

Philadelphia, United States.

Jiang Xue was also watching the game. Although she was busy, she couldn't go to the scene to cheer for Qin Hao, but she would not miss any important game.

Suddenly, her face changed, she abruptly stood up from the sofa and hurried to the bathroom.

The game was still playing on the TV in the living room outside, and the narrator's high-pitched voice sounded, yelling Qin Hao's name in Chinese with his feet-Qin Hao had just scored a three-pointer.

And in the bathroom, there was a faint vomiting sound...