From a distance, Ye Feng saw that the place was already overflowing with lots of boys, however, still in that crowded court, he saw an extremely dashing guy who was in a short-sleeved sweatshirt. Right at this moment, that guy broke through several guys, and quite smoothly, scored on an easy slam dunk.
“Cai elder brother, good job!”
A group of people shouted up to cheer him up.
“Is that Cai Shaohong?”
Ye Feng thought to himself, as he together with Lin Shiqing gradually approached towards him. Seeing him smiling cheerfully, while the remaining guys were cheering for him, it appeared like he finally had won the game, and was ready to take rest.
Very ordinary clothes, ordinary sports shoes, and in the name of adornment, there was nothing on his body, still, he was looking very fresh, totally cool, charming, and dynamic. He was nearly 6.2 feet tall, his stature was almost perfect, had a stunning jumping ability, coupled with ultra-high skills in ball games as well as interpersonal skill. Hence, for him, it could be firmly said that being adored and admired by Lin Shiqing was by no means could be considered as a coincidence.
Suddenly, in the middle of the crowd, a familiar figure popped up and caught the eyes of Ye Feng, he was Lin Xiuwen, the Sanshao of the great Lin Clan.
{Lastvoice : Sanshao – third son.}
“Why is your younger brother also there?”
Totally baffled, Ye Feng directly asked from the great heavenly beauty, Lin Shiqing.
“Are you speaking about Xiuwen?”
She said with a smile : “He has a pretty good relation with Shaohong, furthermore, he also adores him a little.”
Ye Feng listened, and thought that was this little boy really serious? Was Cai Shaohong really so strong and influential, that even Lin Xiuwen, who was such an egotistical and arrogant son of a great Clan, could worship him?
After the end of the match, Cai Shaohong came to the side of the court to take rest, simultaneously he started chatting with Lin Xiuwen.