I just started college and ended up with a stunningly beautiful professor as my wife.

Twenty people were called over to the field.

Coach Tian: "Those whose names I didn't call later weren't selected. Now I'll start announcing the list of selected candidates."

"Fang Yu, Zhao Feiye, Ma Yijie..."

He read out the names of ten people in total, pausing for a moment when he got to the last one.

Looking at the slightly disappointed chubby boy, he said, "The last one is Wang Ming."

Wang Ming initially thought she wouldn't be selected, and her expression was somewhat disappointed. Fang Yu and Zhao Feiye were just about to comfort her.

When Coach Tian announced the last spot, Wang Ming's expression immediately turned to surprise upon hearing that he had been selected.

He immediately changed his expression, looking at the two of them with a smug grin: "Hahaha, sons, see? I was chosen as the final act! Who still says I don't have the ability? Haters, speak up!"

Actually, Coach Tian chose him because the other players who weren't selected were about the same level as him, but he was more proactive and seemed to have a good relationship with the two key players, so he was chosen to liven up the team's atmosphere.

But at least they were selected, and Fang Yu and Zhao Feiye smiled from the bottom of their hearts.

Fang Yu: "Young Master, it seems we're having some good luck this time."

Wang Ming: "This is real skill, okay? Without me, I'm afraid you'd be eliminated in the first round. I'll personally carry you guys."

Zhao Feiye: "To celebrate the young master's outstanding performance in being selected, let him treat us to a seafood buffet."

Wang Ming: "Okay, wait a minute, something feels off."

Coach Tian called out, "Go back and send me your schedules. I'll arrange the time and see what time the training starts next week. The Freshman Cup officially begins next week."

After he finished speaking, he was about to leave when Coach Li from the School of Information Science and Technology walked over.

"Old Tian, ​​have you finished making your selections?"

Coach Tian crossed his arms: "The selection is over. Is there anything I can do? Want to go to the cafeteria together?"

Coach Li shook his head and laughed, "No, it's still quite early. I have a lot of players, so it's hard for me to choose. How about we play a friendly match? Just two quarters, that would make it easier for me to choose players, and you can get some practice and practice together."

Coach Tian raised an eyebrow: "You're buying me dinner if I lose?"

Coach Li said confidently, "Great! Our best result is runner-up, while you're in the top four. We have more boys here than your School of Literature, so the selection quality is much higher. Just wait and see if you'll treat us to dinner."

Coach Tian: "That runner-up finish wasn't just good luck for you guys. I think it was that guy who dated the most beautiful girl at Jiangda University who led the team to the finals, right? She's already graduated, what does that have to do with you?"

Wang Ming: "What are those two old chocolate men talking about?"

Zhao Feiye: "It seemed to be about a competition, but I didn't hear clearly. It also seemed to involve some kind of school beauty."

Wang Ming: "School beauty? Where is she? I can't see her!"

Fang Yu was speechless: "Young Master, are you sexually repressed? How about we give you some private space when we get back, so you can have a proper 'flying' experience?"

Coach Tian clapped his hands: "Students who have been selected, don't leave yet. We'll play two practice matches against the School of Information Science."

He emphasized, "We must play seriously. They've been dominating us in the Freshman Cup for years. If we win, I'll treat you to a meal in the cafeteria out of my own pocket."

Upon hearing that it was a grudge match, everyone unconsciously became fired up.

On the other side, Coach Li said seriously, "Whether you get selected or not will depend on your performance in the game."

He paused, then added, "The most beautiful woman in the whole school is watching the game today. I hope you all play well."

Before long, both sides selected their five starting players and the game began.

The School of Literature started with Fang Yu, Zhao Feiye, and three other players, while Wang Ming was a substitute.

Li Shuangshuang, watching from the sidelines: "Is this a match against students from the School of Information Science? Let's get closer, I want to cheer for our students!"

As the advisor for the freshmen in the School of Humanities, she naturally had to do her best.

Jiang Niyi's eyes were always on Fang Yu. On the court, she never looked at anyone else; her eyes were only on her little husband.

She didn't quite understand the sport of a group of boys fighting over a ball, but she was worried that someone might bump into Fang Yu.

I don't know why, but watching this little monster play basketball makes me feel uneasy, afraid that I'll suddenly get hit or fall down.

She's like a statue waiting for her husband to return home.

On the court, Fang Yu made her first three-pointer.

As Zhao Feiye returned to defense, he patted his butt in approval: "Good shot!"

When Fang Yu scored, his first reaction wasn't to celebrate, but to look in Professor Jiang's direction. He could see the corners of Jiang's mouth curving upwards, and she secretly giving him a thumbs up.

Of course, besides him, all the other boys on the court saw this scene.

Professor Jiang, the most beautiful and aloof professor in the entire school, is actually interacting with this man?

This three-pointer, combined with some off-court factors, made the already somewhat tense atmosphere even more delicate.

In the next ten minutes, Fang Yu could clearly feel that the opponent's defensive stance was becoming increasingly more aggressive.

With the final ten seconds of the first quarter, the score was 20-22, with the School of Humanities temporarily in the lead.

Fang Yu dribbled the ball across half-court, made a sharp crossover, and then took a mid-range jump shot.

Just then, a boy with a buzz cut who was following him jumped up and deliberately pushed Fang Yu's waist, causing Fang Yu to almost lose his balance in mid-air.

But he still threw the ball.

Beep!

brush!

The ball goes in and the whistle blows! Two plus one!

After landing, Fang Yu used the momentum to sit down on the ground. If he hadn't been experienced and reacted quickly, something really bad would have happened.

Just as he was about to settle the accounts, the boy quickly came over and reached out to help him up: "Are you alright, bro? Sorry, I was too close and couldn't control myself."

Seeing the other party apologize like that, Fang Yu suddenly felt that maybe the other party really didn't mean it.

After all, it's normal to make some moves when playing basketball.

Fang Yu shook her head: "It's okay, just be more careful next time."

Fang Yu only rested for five minutes between the first and second quarters, and went down to drink some water.

Jiang Niyi frowned as she watched Fang Yu gulping down water. "Be careful with that boy from earlier. I have a feeling he did it on purpose."

Fang Yu: "Really? It's normal to make some moves when playing basketball, but I'll be careful."

He suddenly smiled and asked, "Professor Jiang, are you worried about me? Afraid I'll get hurt?"

Li Shuangshuang consciously moved three or four meters away.

She no longer wanted to be a third wheel.

Jiang Niyi's cheeks flushed slightly: "I didn't want to help you back; I don't have that much strength..."

Fang Yu's lips curled slightly upward: "Do you know that your ears twitch when you lie?"

Jiang Niyi was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously touched her burning earlobe. "Really?"

Fang Yu looked into her beautiful eyes. "Professor Jiang, you admit you lied?"