"foul!"
After a few rounds, Song Ya felt that the defense was very easy. The opponent didn't pay much attention to him anymore. He glanced outside the field, and there was really something wrong with an 8-mm camera. Decisively taking advantage of the ball being passed to the hand again, the defender thought he would pass it again, suddenly turned around and passed the opponent, and then rushed to the basket with an unprofessional crab step.
Michelle's husband made up his defense, and he jumped high. This guy didn't hide yet. Okay, he just pressed his shoulder and used force to slam the ball in.
"Ah!" The girls outside the field screamed, "APLUS is amazing!"
"Hey, it's a foul!" Michelle's husband protested to the referee irritably. "He..." kept tapping his shoulder.
"Uh……"
The student who temporarily acted as a referee thought for a while, blew his whistle, and gestured to invalid the foul score.
Song Ya didn't care, raised his hands to the side of the field, and acted like a winner.
"You are in good health, APLUS."
The two asked not to continue playing while they were resting, and found a place to sit down in the stands next to them, "Have you ever dreamed of becoming a basketball player? I think you will go to the NBA finals every few years." Her husband was out of breath and his T-shirt was soaked with sweat.
He scored two points at the beginning, and Song Ya didn't give another chance later, but he didn't get anything except for the foul dunk.
"That's a means of propaganda, I don't like playing basketball." Song Ya said: "I prefer squash, but unfortunately you don't want to play with me."
"The air in the squash hall is too stuffy. I prefer to exercise outdoors."
"Then you definitely like to play golf?"
"Well, but I rarely play. I have to pay off my school loan. Golf is too expensive." He said.
"Maybe you can come to my crew to play a role?" Song Yala's relationship: "I can pay you a good salary." This guy is really handsome, and he is not pressured to play a school teacher.
He waved his hand, "Being an actor is not my ideal."
"What about being a law school teacher?"
"It doesn't count... In fact, my dream when I was young was to become a basketball player."
"No? Your grades are so good. Listen to Michelle saying that your Harvard grades are excellent?"
"Well, learning is not difficult for me."
"..." Song Ya was speechless.
"Is a singer your dream? Or you have a bigger dream." He asked ~www.mtlnovel.com~ to become the richest and most powerful person. "
"Hahaha..." He laughed for a while, "Then I wish you can achieve your wish."
"Where's Michel? What is her dream?" Song Ya took the opportunity to test. After entering politics, Michel turned back to affirmative activities, and he was a little confused.
"Participate in politics," he said.
Song Yaxin said that it was true, "In fact, she could have been elected a long time ago. Isn't it easy to win a seat in the State House of Representatives? In the electoral district of my factory, a 29-year-old man..."
"Russell?"
"he asks."
"you know too?"
"I have been caring too."
"Then you have no plans to participate in politics?"
"I don't know, I haven't figured it out yet."
"So participating in politics is also one of your dreams?"
"That's it."
"State Representative?"
"Master."
"Hahaha!"
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Chicago 1990 Chapter 434: Caught
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"APLUS?"
The lyrics of this popular music called BeWhatYouWannaBe are a bit slobber, but very inspirational, and the melody and arrangement are also great, ‘doctor, actor, lawyer, or singer, why not the chief? Be a person with dreams, you can be whoever you want to be..."
It just so happened that StepUp, the theme song of my life, was taken away by Mariah Carey. This song can be supplemented. It has a higher intention than StepUp's love song, and can better sublimate the plot of the movie's inspirational direction, "Well... At the end of the film, when the cast and crew came out, it happened."
"APLUS!?" Zhengmei calculated and was called back to his senses by Michelle's husband, "Why did you suddenly start to stay?"
"Nothing, I was inspired just now when I heard your remarks about the chieftain." Song Yaxin said that this guy can also give Apocalypse, it seems that I will play with him more in the future?
"Haha..." He smiled and looked at the court, "Forget it, that's just a joke."
Song Ya said: "When I first entered the music circle, I occasionally heard someone say something. The White House is called the White House..."
"It's not just because it was painted white." Michelle's husband took the second half of the sentence. "This sentence is a bit old."
"There is still a ceiling, right?" Song Ya asked, "Of course Dingkins has been the mayor of New York for almost four years, but he probably won't even be able to get a second term. Except for blacks and Latinos, all ethnic groups don't like him. ."
"Hey! Let's stop talking about this in the gym."
Michelle’s husband clapped his hands and stood up, “Michelle is more interested in these. Don’t you want to meet her in South Africa? Can you talk more and get some rest?”
"I won't fight anymore, and those guys on the court desperately acted." Song Ya smiled bitterly.
"bring it on."
"No, there is a camera over there." Song Ya declined.
"Come on! Don't be reserved!"
"Uh..." When his heart was loosening, Old Mike came to the rescue with his mobile phone, "APLUS, Vic."
"Vick?"
Song Ya pleaded guilty to him and followed Old Mike to the quiet part of the gym. "Did he catch someone?"
"Caught it." Old Mike replied.
"I called the police, everything went according to plan?"
"They won't mess up."
"Give me the phone." Song Ya called Mariah Carey, "Mimi, the police officer was here just now?"
"No! I was rehearsing at the headquarters, just received a call!"
Mariah Carey was panicked, she lowered her voice like a thief, "What should I say when making the transcript!? They will be here soon!"
"According to what we have discussed, remember? You don't know, you are a victim, there is nothing to be afraid of." Song Ya said, "It is not convenient to say on the phone, I will go to New York right away."
"Okay." She hung up.
"Old Mike, let's go! Call Goodman."
It just happened to be on holiday, and Song Ya led people to New York in a hurry, "Boy, what do you say? We won't miss it!"
They saw Vic in the hotel room they had arranged for. The bald-headed man was chewing gum, triumphantly lifted his belt, and shouted, "Three guys, ha! One of them is officially maintained by the U.S. Telegraph and Telephone Company. Staff! They swaggered over during the day, and we didn't even miss the lookout!"
"Have you called the police?" Song Ya carefully glanced at his two teammates dangling in the suite, closed the door, and confirmed again.
"Our colleagues in New York came very quickly, and we handed over all relevant evidence and people." Vic replied: "We recorded all the transcripts and left Sean in Tribeca to cooperate with them in the case."
"As planned?"
"Yes, according to plan! Are you annoying, who am I? Haha!" He patted Song Ya's arm, "put your heart in your stomach, we did it very cleanly and neatly!"
"Isn't the monitoring matter exposed?" Song Ya was still worried.
"No." Vic pulled out a video tape from behind.
"let us see."
Song Ya asked Old Mike to put the videotape into the video recorder. Because it was daytime, the monitoring screen was very bright, facing the location of the weak electric well where the eavesdropping device was hidden.