"Ouyang Tycoon, how old are you this year?"
Zhang Fan really couldn't believe that Ouyang Feng could be so awesome and set the Tsinghua basketball game's schedule.
"I'm twenty-six this year, graduated five years ago!" Ouyang Feng said lightly.
"Wait, you graduated from college at twenty-one?" Zhang Fan exclaimed, widening his eyes.
Twenty-one, even if college takes four years, damn, Ouyang Feng was in college at seventeen?
This is defying the heavens!
"Psh, of course, I'm a genius!" Ouyang Feng's voice even started to float.
But, he soon realized something.
Wait a minute, why is Zhang Fan asking me to play basketball out of the blue?
"What did you do?" Ouyang Feng immediately asked.
"Nothing much, just trashed a piece of trash. Remember to come over early tomorrow, bring more people, I'm short on hands here," Zhang Fan said.
"I see! By the way, what did you guys do last night? Why was Dong Yu sweating bullets?"