Female President's Life Assistant

Chapter 52 Freestyle Basketball Show 【Seek 1 cut】

Chapter 52 Freestyle Basketball Show【Seek everything】

As Su Botong expected, Fang Zicuo and Su Xiaoxiao did have some traffic jams.

Four 10 minutes or so.

Fang Zi mistakenly drove the car to the gate of the villa and parked it. When he got off the car, he was prepared to enter the house.

At this time, Su Xiaoxiao stopped him, opened the trunk and took out a box of gifts and handed it over.

"Here, leave it to my dad in a while."

"Cordyceps sinensis? Are you asking me to give your dad a present?" Fang Zi glanced at the contents of the gift bag by mistake, and was embarrassed to take it.

Su Xiaoxiao waved her hand quickly, for fear that Fang Zi would misunderstand her.

"That's not the case. My family doesn't have these etiquettes. It's just that my dad is obsessed with martial arts. He hurt his body last time. I bought it specially for him to make up for his body."

"It's just that I don't support him practicing martial arts at such an old age, so I don't want him to think that I bought him something to replenish his body because I support him."

"Isn't it just that you came here today? I just want you to help me and pass it on to him."

Fang Zicuo also said that he didn't expect Mr. Su to like this, so he took the gift box.

"Unexpectedly, you are quite filial."

"Nonsense, that's my own father."

"But don't you think that with my salary, your dad can tell at a glance that I can't afford this thing?"

"No, my dad doesn't have that much thoughtfulness yet."

Speaking of this, Su Xiaoxiao and Fang Zicuo walked into the gate, Fang Zicuo thought about it and asked curiously: "By the way, why did uncle like to practice martial arts, and what did he do?"

Su Xiaoxiao pouted and said angrily: "It's not watching TV, I have had a martial arts dream since I was a child, but when I practiced five lightning whips, I twisted my waist and stayed in the hospital for several days."

"Haha, I didn't expect my uncle to have such a hobby." Fang Zi smiled wrongly.

"Stop laughing, let's go." Su Xiaoxiao said while holding Fang Zicuo's arm.

When the two walked into the living room of the villa, it happened that the Su Botong couple were coming down the stairs.

"Xiao Fang is here. Your uncle and I have been waiting for you for half a day. Hurry up and wash your hands and go to the restaurant for dinner."

"Xiao Fang, uncle is really happy that you can come to eat."

The two old people hurriedly greeted Fang Zicuo, and Su Botong kept patting Fang Zicuo on the shoulder with his hands in order to cover up the good deed he had done just now, and greeted Fang Zicuo warmly.

"Uncle and aunt are too polite. This is a nutritional product I bought for you. I hope you like it." Fang Zi mistakenly handed over the gift box in his hand.

"It's fine for people to come, and what else to bring, it's all a family spending so much money on."

Su Botong took a look at the gift box and said happily, "Honey, put away this Cordyceps sinensis for me, and cook some soup and porridge for me every day from now on, just to nourish my body."

Xie Wenli blushed when she heard about her body, but she still took the gift box and said, "Got it, Xiao Xiao, you take Xiao Fang to the restaurant first, and I'll bring you a soup right away."

Xie Wenli took the gift box into the kitchen, and Fang Zicuo followed Su Xiaoxiao to wash his hands and headed to the restaurant for dinner.

Dinner was enjoyable, and there were not as many dramatic scenes as before.

Su Botong never dared to find a prescription for drinking by mistake, but he just drank the soup while drinking the recipe by mistake.

After a meal, the two old people had a certain understanding of Fang Zicuo's family.

Especially after knowing that Fang Zicuo's father is a civil servant and his mother is a teacher, they are even more satisfied with this son-in-law.

A typical scholarly family.

After dinner, Su Xiaoxiao followed Xie Wenli to clean up the dishes, and Su Botong dragged Fang Zicuo to sit and chat in the living room.

"Xiao Fang, do you usually have any hobbies? Do you know how to play golf? Play a few rounds of golf with me some other day."

At this time, Su Xiaoxiao also returned to the living room, sat down next to Fang Zicuo, and hurriedly replied: "Dad, Fang Zicuo has many hobbies, and he can also play freestyle basketball. He is very good at basketball."

Su Botong, who has studied freestyle basketball for two years, immediately became interested, "Xiao Fang, how many years have you studied freestyle basketball? How is your technique?"

How did Su Xiaoxiao know that she knew how to play freestyle basketball?
It must be that dead girl!

When I was in high school, I specially practiced fancy basketball in order to attract the attention of the little girl. Who knew that the little girl didn't like it, but let my little sister see it instead.

Then I told my mom that I didn't touch basketball again for three years in high school.

Fang Zicuo nodded and said: "I practiced it before, but now I have almost forgotten it. If I really want to say, I know a little bit."

Su Botong smiled quickly and said, "Xiao Fang, why are you being modest with uncle? I'll just perform. My house happens to have an indoor basketball court. I learned it a few years ago. How about we compete with each other?"

Although he sprained his waist while practicing martial arts, Su Botong still has some confidence in the freestyle basketball he has learned for two years.

When Su Xiaoxiao heard that Fang Zicuo was asked to perform, she was also overjoyed. She looked at Fang Zicuo expectantly and said, "Zicuo, otherwise you can perform it. I want to see you perform this too."

Hearing is hearing, but watching live is watching.

Fang Zi glanced at Su Xiaoxiao by mistake, "Do you want to see it?"

Su Xiaoxiao's eyes were full of little stars, and she pecked her head fiercely like a little girl.

"Okay, then I'll take it as an after-dinner exercise and perform a show to cheer everyone up. I hope uncle can give me some pointers."

Fang Zicuo couldn't bear to reject Su Xiaoxiao, so he nodded.

Following Su Botong to the indoor basketball court on the basement floor, he did a simple warm-up exercise and patted the basketball to try the feel.

Su Botong and the others had already moved small stools and sat aside, ready to quietly watch Fang Zicuo's performance.

Fang Zi mistakenly chose a few props bought by Su Botong and put them aside for later use, then turned the volume of the phone to the maximum, put it under the basketball stand and played a detonating DJ.

Coming up, it was a slam dunk from the free throw line!
In freestyle basketball, the most entertaining thing is slam dunk.

The most representative is the annual NBA All-Star Slam Dunk Contest.

All kinds of fancy moves, extreme dunks, almost everyone, men, women and children, like to watch this kind of passionate dunk performance.

Of course, this can also be said to be the ceiling of slam dunks. Basically, only the top athletes in the NBA can complete the actions and performances.

Domestic freestyle basketball performances are due to ethnicity, and many of them need to use some props, such as springboards. Although the visual impact is more dominant, they are not completed independently after all.

And Su Botong has only seen slam dunks before. Most of the freestyle basketball he learned is various dribbles, cool headers, or slam dunks with the help of props.

Originally, he thought that Fang Zi's mishandling of the props was due to the need for help, but he didn't expect him to come up with a dunk completely relying on his own physical fitness and strength.

Surprised all four!
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