A little bit lost, a little look forward to.

A little shy, a little excited.

Complicated emotions are intertwined, and it is difficult for Elena to find an accurate word to express her feelings. For a long, long time, the only thing she can do is to try her best to avoid his news, but in the social network Times, this is indeed an extremely difficult thing.

However, the moment he saw that figure stepping onto the field and running again, everything was relieved.

That smile, that smile that bloomed wantonly under the sun, just like when they first met, has never changed.

"Come on! Gao Wen!"

The thoughts in her head were still messed up, but with the shouts rushing out of her throat, Elena regained her smile.

boom.

Just like opening the bottle cap of a carbohydrate drink, the distress and depression in her chest eased up like this, and she regained her generous, bright and bright self. She didn't worry about the sight of her friends at all, and raised her hands high, for the sake of Cheer up Wen.

The little friends looked over in astonishment, but Elena didn't hide it anymore, looked over generously, and called the little friends to cheer together.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

But before they opened their mouths to discuss and communicate, the other audience around them couldn't wait to shout along with them.

"Come on! Mike!"

As good as Gawain is, so is MacDonald's indomitable performance—

What's more, don't forget that McDonald is their captain!

"Come on! Gao Wen!"

"Come on! Mike!"

Together, one fall.

From here to there, one after another.

The cheers gradually gathered like this, and in a trance, it seemed that they had returned to the season again, and they were cheering for the Bruins.

Competitive sports have such a charm. Even if you don’t really stand on the court, but stand on the sidelines and cheer for the players fighting on the court, you can also feel the passionate energy, and you can’t help being excited and happy together. Let's burn together.

Hoo hoo...

hum...

In the sound of the wind, rustling waves surged from far to near, as if they were burning.

Karu Saier was a little hesitant on his way to the training ground, observing back and forth with his mind full of question marks. This year is his third season with the Bruins, but he has never seen such a grand occasion. The sprinting figures who are rapidly overtaking cars in front of them seem to be sprinting towards the big sale on Black Friday:

A little slower and it might be gone.

Purcell:? ? ?

What's going on?

"Quick, Karoo, quick!"

Hula la!

Another figure happily whizzed by, shouting while running wildly, and greeted Saier enthusiastically, but he couldn't see the expression clearly, and the subsequent words were blown away by the strong wind in an instant, even if it turned into a void. Shadow, face hideously blurred into a ball of light, but still can feel the overflowing excitement and excitement.

It's a freshman who just entered the UCLA Bruins in September:

austin-rapp.

Although he is a freshman, his strength and qualifications are very good. He is currently the fastest rising player among the freshmen. His record in the autumn season is very good, and he almost entered the ranks of the national rankings.

Of course, he is still young, still impulsive, and still inexperienced. On the whole, he is still a little behind compared with last year's Gawain and McDonald, but the Bruins are in a difficult situation now, and there is not much room for choice. Rapp also had a lot of expectations.

From another perspective, Rapp should have more opportunities to play, it depends on whether he can seize the opportunity and grow up.

Sale was wondering what was going on with this guy, but in the next second, Rapp had already rushed out, his passionate shout remaining in the breeze.

"...Gao Wen...training..."

What?

Searle showed a confused face, and his footsteps could not help but pause slightly, doubting his ears, he raised his voice and shouted at Rapp's fading back.

"Wait, what did you say?"

"who?"

But Purcell's question was not answered, and he rushed forward involuntarily, trotting all the way, still muttering continuously in his mouth.

"Who did he say?"

"Who's here?"

"Did I hear wrong?"

"Gawain?"

"That boy, how is it possible?"

"What is he running here for?"

"Is it the offseason?"

"No way…"

My thoughts are like a mess and I have no time to sort them out, I am looking forward to it and nervous, but I dare not look forward too much lest my expectation will eventually come to nothing.

Then, Purcell had already seen the turbulent crowd on the third floor and the third floor around the training ground. What was even more exaggerated was that their training ground was embedded in a small hill, so two of the sides were highlands, and one side was a hill. On one side is the main street of the school.

At this time, the two high grounds were already bustling with countless people, watching the stadium condescendingly, like a giant panda visiting the campus.

Purcell's brain crashed immediately. Even after the Bruins won the championship last season, he had never seen such a lively and crowded training session. Could it really be...

"Gawain!"

Tear!

A cry broke through the restraint and exploded, and the entire stadium erupted in an unbelievable heat wave instantly, as if midsummer had returned.

Sale couldn't help being stunned again, and then the ecstasy erupted like this. He still couldn't believe it, but he had completely given up the opportunity to think, and rushed all the way to the training ground reflexively, passing through the office and the locker room, and directly rushed into the training The field, and then saw two figures running wildly on the field at a glance.

That's Macdonald and...

Gao Wen.

It's really Gao Wen!

Still blue jersey, still sweating profusely, still concentrating, still high-spirited, time seems to have never flowed, even the ones running wildly on the court are still Macdonald and Gawain.

Sell ​​was a little dazed, as if turning his head, he could see Thompson and Geelong standing beside the court watching the ongoing training match.

Huh.

Turning his head suddenly, Sale did not see Thompson and Giron, but only saw the familiar faces of the Bruins. Joseph Di Giulio had just arrived at the scene, sweating profusely, and his eyes were full of disbelief , cast a questioning look at Sale, but UU Reading www.uukanshu.com did not wait for Sale to answer, and looked at the court.

Then, the Bruins players, veterans and freshmen all gathered beside the court in a bustling manner, gazing intently and holding their breath. No one could be an exception, including Sale and Di Giulio who both turned their heads and cast their gazes.

One or two kept quiet, like a meerkat, obediently watching the ongoing practice match on the court, and they looked more focused and devoted than usual in their own training—

That was the case with Rapp.

Sale can even see the light in Rapp's eyes, which is admiration and longing.

Although Gao Wen has left the Bruins, the Bruins are full of legends about Gao Wen.

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