Chapter 1753

If they weren't brave enough, they would be scared to death.

Yiming is white and has no good way: "you wait here. I'm going to report to the president. After all, it's too early for us to be the master."

"OK, please run away."

With a smile, Huzi quickly took out two white steamed buns from the burden and handed them to them: "the two little brothers haven't eaten yet. Come on."

Yiming swallowed his saliva. In fact, he was already hungry. He glanced at the tiger son and found nothing different. He took the white steamed bun and bit it twice. He said vaguely, "wait here. I'll inform the dean."

After that, Yiming ran to Zhang Feng's residence with a white steamed bun in one hand.

Not long ago, he had come to Zhang Feng's residence.

"Dean, Dean, something happened at the door."

Yiming gasped and shouted.

In the room, Zhang Feng was sleeping with his head covered. He was suddenly awakened by a roar.

He covered his quilt tightly, but the roar outside didn't stop.

"Dean..."

Zhang Feng finally couldn't help it. He opened the quilt and shouted at the back of the door: "Damn it, it's that bastard who makes me sleep? It's not killing me?"

Then he got up from his bed, opened the door and walked quickly to the door.

"You'd better give me a reason."

Zhang Feng yelled at Yi Ming.

Yiming was a little wronged. He kept his head down: "Dean, I know it's hard to disturb your sleep, but something really happened. A lot of Chang'an people came from outside the academy and said they came to see the basketball game."

"What are you talking about?"

Zhang Feng stared and couldn't believe it: "it's still Maoshi. What are they doing so early?"

Yiming still lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Zhang Feng: "they said they should have a good place, otherwise there would be too many people at that time."

Hearing this, Zhang Feng frowned.

Coming so early means that there are more people behind. Can Bailu academy accommodate so many people at that time?

Besides, there aren't so many seats.

Alas, I can't. only some people can stand and watch.

While he was thinking, Yi Ming's voice came again: "Dean, these people are still outside the Academy. Do you want to let them in?"

Hearing the speech, Zhang Feng looked at the gate of the Academy.

Sure enough, countless lanterns swayed on the mountain, and there were many at the gate of the Academy.

One lantern per person. How many fucking people are there.

This can not blame others, only their own basketball game is too attractive.

Since everyone has come, you can't leave people outside the door.

"Let them in."

Zhang Feng sighed and looked at Yi Ming: "in addition, you should inform the sleeping students to get up and gather at the basketball game."

Yiming nodded and ran to the door.

At this time, Zhang Feng was no longer sleepy. He went back to his room, dressed and walked to the basketball court.

The basketball court is full of people, not students, but Chang'an people who come to see the basketball game.

Some of them have baskets in their hands, others carry a pick, and only a few people have nothing in their hands.

When he saw this scene, Zhang Feng was stupid. He had an ominous hunch.

What the hell is this? Did you come to the academy to watch the game or eat?

With sharp eyes, the pillar found Zhang Feng in the bright sky. He hurried forward and said with a smile: "president Zhang, I didn't expect to see you so soon. Come on, the whole bowl of fermented rice."

With that, he turned and opened the jar behind him, scooped out a bowl of hot mash and handed it to Zhang Feng.

As the sound of the pillar came, the surrounding people also surrounded.

"Yo, this is dean Zhang."

"My mother, I finally saw a living man today."

"Dean, come and eat the eggs laid by my old hen."

"Dean, eat mine. My family is an old hen for two and a half years."

"None of you can. Mine is chicken soup. Dean, eat mine."

Zhang Feng was still confused, his ears hummed, and a bowl of mash suddenly appeared in front of him. He was a little confused: "are you?"

"President Zhang is really a noble man and forgetful."

Zhu Han smiled: "I'm the pillar that often sells fermented rice in Tonghui square. You've drunk my fermented rice before."

After all, there are too many people selling things in Tonghui square. He knows who is who.

"Pillar, why did you bring the fermented glutinous rice to the White Deer academy? Also, are these people carrying the burden the same as you?"

Zhang Feng pointed to the people with bottles and cans behind the column.

"Dean, you don't know how favorable your basketball game is to us."

The pillar said with a smile.

This makes Zhang Feng more confused.

Don't you hold your own basketball game because of your original commitment and promote this activity by the way, which has a Mao relationship with you?

He asked, "what's the benefit of the basketball game to you?"

The pillar tilted his mouth and was a little proud: "you hold a basketball game. Those who play basketball always have to eat. Although your Bailu academy is not short of food, our own family is not bad, so we take some to sell and earn some by the way."

Speaking of this, the pillar lowered its head and was a little ashamed.