Chapter 1224 The Male God Is Not as Good-Looking as Mr. Huo

"It's the fifth daughter's birthday greeting. It sounds very good. My mother played the big maid in it. She was later recognized as a daughter. She is very beautiful. Let me get you a ticket, little girl." Xuan Yujiao introduced enthusiastically.

"Okay, just one ticket." Tang Xiaonan was too embarrassed to ask for more, and only her aunt at home liked to listen to operas.

"Okay, I'll give you a ticket tomorrow."

Xuan Yujiao readily agreed, feeling very happy that she finally captured Tang Xiaonan.

Li Yumei on the side saw it, and felt even more sour, but she didn't have a mother who was a Yue opera actress. Her mother was just a bus ticket seller. She had a loud voice, but she could only swear.

Unlike Xuan Yujiao's mother, who was young and beautiful, and spoke softly and softly, her father was still a cadre, the family she dreamed of having.

The next day, Xuan Yujiao brought a handful of tickets and handed them all to Tang Xiaonan.

"It's too much, I can't ask for so many."

Tang Xiaonan counted a total of six.

"Give it away if you can't watch it, anyway, the tickets for my mother's theater can't be sold." Xuan Yujiao said casually.

"Thank you."

Tang Xiaonan had no choice but to accept it, and gave it all to her aunt to deal with it.

"You're welcome, little girl, are you going to cheer for your brother? Let me tell you, your brother is really good at playing basketball. The ball looks like he has eyes. He hits wherever he points. He hits a hundred shots and hits a hundred shots. He's so handsome!"

Xuan Yujiao spoke frantically, with stars in her eyes, which made Tang Xiaonan deeply ashamed.

She is not as good as an outsider when she is her own sister.

Finally, after school in the afternoon, Tang Xiaonan followed Xuan Yujiao and the others to the basketball court. On the way, Xuan Yujiao kept talking, rambling on and on about a lot of bad things about the No. 1 Middle School basketball team.

"Smelly and shameless, I deliberately bumped into your brother, but I was knocked down and fell down, and said that it was your brother who hit him. Fortunately, the eyes of the people are discerning, and the big guys are watching. , but your brother is too good, even if he was hit, he still shot a two-pointer, and the first squadron was so angry..."

Xuan Yujiao has a small mouth, knows the rules of basketball very well, and is also a true fan of Tang Aijun. In her heart, Tang Aijun is probably as powerful as Kobe.

Tang Xiaonan wanted to watch the third brother's competition even more, to see how good the third brother was.

The basketball court has already turned a lot of people. Xuan Yujiao is a very dedicated cheerleader. After arriving at the scene, he quickly organized the cheerleaders to take their positions. Li Yumei was also among them. .

It's winter season now, Tang Xiaonan is very cold wearing a down jacket, but the players are only wearing basketball uniforms, vests and shorts, with their arms and legs exposed, and they look panicked from the cold.

Tang Xiaonan saw her third brother, who was wearing a No. 6 red jersey, and the opponent was a blue jersey.

"Number 7 is Fu Haiwen." Chai Yuxiang pointed to the court and said.

Tang Xiaonan searched for No. 7's red jersey, and quickly saw that the boy was shining white among a group of dark players, and he had a cold white skin, which is a group photo killer.

No matter who you take a photo with, you are always C in the photo, and you will make everyone around you look like black charcoal. Tang Xiaonan remembers that there was a female celebrity named Li Xiaoran in her previous life. It was this kind of cold white skin, and many female celebrities were instantly attracted by her It's dark and not autumnal.

Tang Xiaonan didn't think Fu Haiwen was good-looking, at most he was delicate and gentle. The most attractive thing about this boy was his cold white skin and elegant temperament. In fact, his appearance was not particularly outstanding, not as good-looking as Mr. Huo.