Chapter 26: Ayesha

Zhang Yu coughed lightly, and slowly sat up straight, but his face was even more smug.

"That's right, on the front page of USA Today, the team under the youngest head coach won all the games... Ronan, you're hot." Stevens took a closer look and smiled.

"It's all thanks to everyone. I just made a little more subtle tactical arrangement. I didn't do anything else. It's just a false name, so it's not worth mentioning." Zhang Yu tried hard to be serious, but he still couldn't help smiling.

"..." Stevens was speechless for a while, can you be more obvious?

He changed the subject:

"Tomorrow we will play Purdue University. This is a hard bone, so don't be too careless."

"They lost to Indian State University, and Stephen is in good shape now, so there is nothing to fear." Zhang Yu waved his hand indifferently.

"As long as you are ready, let's go, training is about to begin." Stevens left Zhang Yu's office without saying anything more. Zhang Yu tidied up a little and walked to the arena with him.

Since the team is in a winning streak, the training atmosphere is very harmonious, and the coaching staff did not arrange too heavy training tasks. The whole morning passed quickly, and the last traditional program - after the training game, the players left one after another. Hinkle Arena.

After saying goodbye to Zhang Yu, Curry went to the restaurant for dinner with Julian Beko.

There are only more than 4000 students in Butler University. The restaurant area is small, but the decoration is exquisite. Curry and Julian Beko are school team players, especially Curry. With his outstanding performance in 5 games, he is now a The influential figures in the school are always the focus of attention wherever they go. After the two bought their meals, they deliberately chose a corner shaded by green plants to sit down.

The two had just started eating, and Julian Beko suddenly looked straight into the distance, and quietly said to Curry who was sitting opposite him:

"Stephen, look!"

"Huh?" Curry looked up at him puzzled.

"Hi, Stephen, can I sit here?" Just then, a pleasant voice rang in Curry's ear.

He put down the knife and fork in his hand, turned his head, and saw a girl with fluttering blond hair and a good face. Although she was wearing a sweater and jeans, she still couldn't hide her hot figure, carrying a plate, and came to the table for two people. , was staring at him.

Curry was a little at a loss, and said after a while:

"can."

The blond girl smiled slightly, sat down beside Curry, and leaned against him seemingly inadvertently.

"My name is Rowling, and I'm your fan." The blond girl Rowling smiled and extended her hand to Curry.

Curry hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to shake it, and quickly took it back.

"I watch every game of yours, your shots are really accurate!" Rowling exclaimed.

"Thank you." Curry was still very happy to hear the praise, and nodded with a smile.

"Are you tired from training?" Rowling asked again.

"It's not bad, the main reason is that the coach's requirements are very strict..."

The three chatted while eating.

After a while, Rowling suddenly stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, and leaned into Curry's ear and said:

"Stephen, are you interested in going out for a walk at night? I'm very good at dancing, I can do any difficult movements..."

Her voice was very soft, and she blew lightly in Curry's ear while speaking, a strand of golden hair inadvertently crossed Curry's nose, exuding a delicate fragrance.

Curry stepped aside reflexively, and smiled politely:

"Sorry, I have homework to do tonight and I don't have time."

"What about the weekend? I can also invite friends to come~" Rowling whispered in a seductive voice.

"I still have to train on the weekend, sorry, I'm full, please let me go." Curry said firmly.

"Stephen..." Rowling continued to speak, but Curry was about to get up, so she could only stand up and avoid it.

"Hey, Stephen, are you full now?" Julian looked at

Curry's back in wonder, he obviously only ate a little.

But he soon forgot about Curry, and turned to look at Rowling expectantly:

"Rowling, do you have time tonight? I know a bar would be nice."

"Sorry, I have something else to do." Rowling glanced at the freckles on Julian Beko's face in disgust, said coldly, got up and left with the untouched dinner plate.

Julian Beko scratched his head in doubt. He obviously said that he was very happy just now, but why did he change his face in a blink of an eye...

When Julian Beko doubted his life, Curry put the dinner plate in the cutlery recycling place, bought a few hot dogs, ate them while walking on the road, and returned to the dormitory.

He threw his backpack on the bed, sat down at the desk, turned on the computer, and logged into Facebook.

This is a social networking site that has sprung up across the United States in the past two years. At present, the number of users has exceeded 950 million, mainly college students.

Curry clicked on a friend's page with anticipation, and was pleasantly surprised to find that she had updated the status:

"It's another day of being an extra, I'm exhausted, and I want to be the 276th day of becoming a big star."

The picture below is a selfie of a mixed-race girl. She looks sweet, has delicate features, and her skin is not very white, but is a healthy wheat color. She has a big smile, but her expression is a little tired. sweat.

Curry showed a distressed expression and typed on the keyboard:

"Did you not sleep well last night?"

But after he finished typing, his fingers were hanging on the enter key and he didn't press it for a long time.

Curry's expression kept changing, as if he was engaged in a fierce psychological struggle, and finally moved his finger away, deleted the text of the comment, and quietly looked at the girl's photo.

A few minutes later, there was a "click" sound at the door, and Curry hurriedly exited the girl's homepage, sat upright, clicked into other friends' homepages, and pretended to read them.

It was Curry's roommate Louis who entered the door. After chatting with Curry, he turned on the computer and played Warcraft.

Curry quietly glanced at Louis, making sure that he was concentrating on playing games, and then clicked on the girl's homepage and looked at her previous photos. Although he didn't know how many times he had seen these photos, he still liked them. Mesmerized.

Finally, after reading all the photos of the girl, he backed out with some reluctance, and finally took a look at the profile picture of the girl's account, which was her selfie.

The name behind the avatar is Ayesha Alexander.

"I will bring the champion to you..." Curry murmured to himself, turned off the computer, picked up the social ethics textbook and read it.

His training schedule is very full, and he can only learn from time to time. Although the teacher does not have very strict requirements for basketball students, he will not let it go. If he wants to pass the exam, he must master the basic knowledge.

　Ask for a recommendation ticket~