I Came, I Saw, I Conquered!

Chapter 1: I Came, I Saw, I Conquered! Chapter 36: We Are the Sweet Sixteen! Louis looked up and was stunned for a moment before realizing: Zhang Yu's figure appeared on the big screen again. He was still sitting there as steady as ever, a stark contrast to the Kentucky University head coach on the other side of the scorer's table, who was practically jumping with anxiety. Turning back, it was Kentucky University's possession. Louis kept muttering "Don't go in," but their number 21 guard still hit a mid-range jumper. Christie nodded heavily, "Curry's in great form. We've got this game in the bag!" He drank more than half a bottle of cola in one go, and Louis let out a long, satisfied sigh. "Okay, sorry, I just sat down..." "Fuck!" Louis didn't fantasize for too long. The 15-minute halftime break passed quickly, and the second half resumed. But on the next possession, his heart leaped into his throat again, anxious about the Bulldogs' defense... Should we have a girl, or a boy? Or maybe two kids? It'll be a bit troublesome, but Christie should like it... After Kentucky University's defensive focus shifted, he instantly transformed into a cold-blooded killer, shaking off his defender with agile movement and repeatedly hitting catch-and-shoot three-pointers. Although the distance was a bit far, Louis could still clearly see the situation on the court. Curry had the ball at the frontcourt, facing Kentucky University's number 21. With a fluid crossover, he faked him out, drove to the paint, and made a floater from a step inside the free-throw line. He was a bit incoherent, quickly retracting his outstretched leg. Louis didn't fantasize for too long. The 15-minute halftime break passed quickly, and the second half resumed. Their offense was a mess, just attacking the basket without any strategy. Their defense had no intensity, leaving the paint wide open. Drew and Campbell both easily dunked. The Latina goddess's eyes widened in surprise, "Okay, sorry, I just sat down..." Where should we go for our honeymoon? Miami's golden beaches should be nice... The newcomer smiled gently, walked past Louis, and sat down beside him. "Good!" "Exactly, and he's the one who discovered Curry. The team wouldn't have made it to March Madness without Coach Z!" With 8 minutes left in the game, the Bulldogs had a 14-point lead over Kentucky University, 64:50. She was a Latina girl with flowing black hair and a great figure. Her skin was fair, and she wore a dark black sweater under a yellow windbreaker, printed with a lifelike cartoon bulldog. Zhang Yu's figure appeared on the big screen again. He was still sitting there as steady as ever, a stark contrast to the Kentucky University head coach on the other side of the scorer's table, who was practically jumping with anxiety. Christie looked at him with a hint of disbelief and didn't say anything more. "Okay, sorry, I just sat down..." She was a Latina girl with flowing black hair and a great figure. Her skin was fair, and she wore a dark black sweater under a yellow windbreaker, printed with a lifelike cartoon bulldog. Louis jumped up and cheered loudly, then excitedly hugged Christie. Curry came off a screen from Drew, received a pass from Ben Sladon, and hit another three-pointer. The Bulldogs' lead expanded to 17 points. Swish! Her appearance wasn't stunning, but her eyes had a gentleness uncommon in American girls, causing Louis to "accidentally" glance at her frequently. But then the ball went through the net. Louis shouted triumphantly, beaming with joy. "Okay, sorry, I just sat down..." "Okay, sorry, I just sat down..." He looked at Christie, his mind already miles away. Amidst his distraction, the game finally began. Louis clenched his fist, and a cheer erupted in the arena. Curry's shot was truly beautiful. "Curry's in great form. We've got this game in the bag!" "I'm Louis, a student at Butler University." He explained. Should we have a girl, or a boy? Or maybe two kids? It'll be a bit troublesome, but Christie should like it... Although the distance was a bit far, Louis could still clearly see the situation on the court. "Yeah, we won!" Ben Sladon showed his explosive style after coming on, repeatedly driving to the basket and forcing the opponent to shift their defensive attention to him. He saw Drew miss the tip-off and slapped his hand in frustration, then became nervous about the team's defense. Their opponent was a powerhouse that had won 7 NCAA championships and ranked first in NCAA history for wins and win percentage! After Kentucky University's defensive focus shifted, he instantly transformed into a cold-blooded killer, shaking off his defender with agile movement and repeatedly hitting catch-and-shoot three-pointers. "Exactly, and he's the one who discovered Curry. The team wouldn't have made it to March Madness without Coach Z!" Should we have a girl, or a boy? Or maybe two kids? It'll be a bit troublesome, but Christie should like it... "Of course, I've watched the NBA since I was a kid. No one shoots like him!" Louis said with a smile, his eyes briefly scanning her graceful figure before quickly looking away. The game had just started, no need to force the ball. He passed it to AJ Graves. This defensive strategy was punished early on. But he quickly breathed a sigh of relief. Kentucky University missed their shot, and Drew grabbed the rebound. The Kentucky University fans had been quiet since the second half began. The sea of light blue that occupied most of the Jones Center remained still, like a dead pool. Swish! He was chewing on his mouthguard, hands on his hips, squinting at the Kentucky University players opposite him. Louis leaned back against his chair with a relaxed smile. Louis saw their young head coach sitting on the sidelines from the big screen. He looked relaxed and even waved at the camera, making a victory sign, which drew cheers from all the Butler fans. "Are you a Bulldogs fan too?" "Yeah," the Latina girl smiled, "Are you? I saw you cheering for the Bulldogs earlier." But then the ball went through the net. Louis shouted triumphantly, beaming with joy. The Bulldogs were on offense. Curry brought the ball up front, Drew came to set a screen from behind, and Louis's recently relaxed emotions tensed up again. Her appearance wasn't stunning, but her eyes had a gentleness uncommon in American girls, causing Louis to "accidentally" glance at her frequently. Turning back, it was Kentucky University's possession. Louis kept muttering "Don't go in," but their number 21 guard still hit a mid-range jumper. "Fuck!" "Exactly, and he's the one who discovered Curry. The team wouldn't have made it to March Madness without Coach Z!" The first possession of the second half was initiated by Kentucky University. Louis watched nervously, seeing their number 21 guard, who had scored frequently in the first half, break through Curry's defense and make a layup. He had been watching the girl next to him and hadn't paid attention to the introduction of the Kentucky University players. Their unknown number 5 center came up to defend, but Drew's screen was solid, giving Curry a sliver of space to shoot a three-pointer directly! Amidst Louis's cheers, Curry received a pass from Campbell, quickly advanced to the frontcourt, and shot a super long three-pointer from two steps beyond the three-point line! Louis clenched his fist, and a cheer erupted in the arena. Curry's shot was truly beautiful. "Curry's three-point motion is so cool, more exciting than a dunk!" "He's my roommate. Did you see his eyes? When he looks at someone like that, they're in trouble." Louis said confidently. "Of course, I've watched the NBA since I was a kid. No one shoots like him!" Louis said with a smile, his eyes briefly scanning her graceful figure before quickly looking away. Christie looked up. On the right side of the screen were Curry's stats from the first half: 7 shots, 3 made; 2 free throws, 2 made; 10 points, 4 assists, 3 rebounds. While the ball was still in the air, Louis had already raised his hands high, drawing glances from those around him. After Kentucky University's defensive focus shifted, he instantly transformed into a cold-blooded killer, shaking off his defender with agile movement and repeatedly hitting catch-and-shoot three-pointers. This time, AJ Graves seized the opportunity, shook off his defender, and hit a pull-up jumper. Louis applauded and cheered. While the ball was still in the air, Louis had already raised his hands high, drawing glances from those around him. The Kentucky University fans had been quiet since the second half began. The sea of light blue that occupied most of the Jones Center remained still, like a dead pool. Louis didn't fantasize for too long. The 15-minute halftime break passed quickly, and the second half resumed. But then the ball went through the net. Louis shouted triumphantly, beaming with joy. Even if they weren't tactical experts, after watching a season of Bulldogs games, they knew the team's several tactics, one of which was the two-point guard lineup with Ben Sladon and Curry on the court simultaneously. This defensive strategy was punished early on. This time, AJ Graves seized the opportunity, shook off his defender, and hit a pull-up jumper. Louis applauded and cheered. He was a bit incoherent, quickly retracting his outstretched leg. The Latina goddess's eyes widened in surprise, "Okay, sorry, I just sat down..." He spent the entire first half either cheering for the Bulldogs' successful offense or agonizing over the team's failed defense. He hadn't stopped moving or shouting, and he was already sweating. They enjoyed watching games live, immersing themselves in the fervent atmosphere. A whole game could be exhilarating or frustrating, allowing their emotions to be fully released. He had watched all of Butler's home games and sometimes even picked up balls for Curry during extra practice. He was too familiar with Curry's shooting. The moment the ball left his hands, he knew it was going in. He saw Drew miss the tip-off and slapped his hand in frustration, then became nervous about the team's defense. Their opponent was a powerhouse that had won 7 NCAA championships and ranked first in NCAA history for wins and win percentage! The Bulldogs were on offense. Curry brought the ball up front, Drew came to set a screen from behind, and Louis's recently relaxed emotions tensed up again. She was a Latina girl with flowing black hair and a great figure. Her skin was fair, and she wore a dark black sweater under a yellow windbreaker, printed with a lifelike cartoon bulldog. Kentucky University shifted their defensive focus to Curry, but it was useless. Instead, Curry used passes to drive his teammates' offense, and the Bulldogs scored from multiple points. After disrupting Kentucky University's defense, Ben Sladon reduced his personal attacks and intentionally passed to Curry, who was moving without the ball. "Curry's three-point motion is so cool, more exciting than a dunk!" Turning back, it was Kentucky University's possession. Louis kept muttering "Don't go in," but their number 21 guard still hit a mid-range jumper. When Ben Sladon had the ball on offense, Curry was always on the weak side, using off-ball movement to attract the opponent's defense. "Exactly, and he's the one who discovered Curry. The team wouldn't have made it to March Madness without Coach Z!" He was a bit incoherent, quickly retracting his outstretched leg. Louis didn't fantasize for too long. The 15-minute halftime break passed quickly, and the second half resumed. On the change of possession, Curry faced tight defense this time and didn't get an easy shot. Turning back, Kentucky University's number 21 broke through Curry's defense again, but his shot was altered by Drew's interference, missing the mid-range jumper. Campbell secured the rebound. But then the ball went through the net. Louis shouted triumphantly, beaming with joy. The game had just started, no need to force the ball. He passed it to AJ Graves. He was a typical American fan. The game had just started, no need to force the ball. He passed it to AJ Graves. Amidst Louis's cheers, Curry received a pass from Campbell, quickly advanced to the frontcourt, and shot a super long three-pointer from two steps beyond the three-point line! Their offense was a mess, just attacking the basket without any strategy. Their defense had no intensity, leaving the paint wide open. Drew and Campbell both easily dunked. But then the ball went through the net. Louis shouted triumphantly, beaming with joy. The newcomer smiled gently, walked past Louis, and sat down beside him. In the second half, as Louis predicted, Curry's three-point touch was completely on fire. He weaved through Kentucky University's defense like he was in an empty gym, scoring inside and out, continuously racking up points. Louis clenched his fists. Besides Curry, everyone else's shooting on the Bulldogs looked shaky to him. "Wow, what a coincidence? I'm also a freshman, studying sociology." Louis was very surprised. He felt like his college life had finally welcomed spring. Turning back, it was Kentucky University's possession. Louis kept muttering "Don't go in," but their number 21 guard still hit a mid-range jumper. With 8 minutes left in the game, the Bulldogs had a 14-point lead over Kentucky University, 64:50. Christie looked at him with a hint of disbelief and didn't say anything more. This time, AJ Graves seized the opportunity, shook off his defender, and hit a pull-up jumper. Louis applauded and cheered. The Latina goddess's eyes widened in surprise, "Curry's three-point motion is so cool, more exciting than a dunk!" Christie nodded heavily. But on the next possession, his heart leaped into his throat again, anxious about the Bulldogs' defense... Where should we go for our honeymoon? Miami's golden beaches should be nice... Christie nodded heavily. "How did you know? His performance in the first half didn't seem great." She asked curiously. During the game, time often flies by. The first half passed in a flash amidst Louis's constant emotional ups and downs. This defensive strategy was punished early on. Christie instinctively wanted to push Louis away, but hearing his excited voice, she blushed slightly and gently wrapped her arms around Louis, smiling. At halftime, the Bulldogs led Kentucky University by 8 points, 46:38, which put Louis in a good mood. Even if they weren't tactical experts, after watching a season of Bulldogs games, they knew the team's several tactics, one of which was the two-point guard lineup with Ben Sladon and Curry on the court simultaneously. He looked at the big screen hanging in the air above the court, the camera focused on Curry. "Yeah, we won!" "Okay, sorry, I just sat down..." He spent the entire first half either cheering for the Bulldogs' successful offense or agonizing over the team's failed defense. He hadn't stopped moving or shouting, and he was already sweating. "He's my roommate. Did you see his eyes? When he looks at someone like that, they're in trouble." Louis said confidently. "Good!" During the game, time often flies by. The first half passed in a flash amidst Louis's constant emotional ups and downs. "I'm Louis, a student at Butler University." He explained. Christie looked up. On the right side of the screen were Curry's stats from the first half: 7 shots, 3 made; 2 free throws, 2 made; 10 points, 4 assists, 3 rebounds. During the intense game, they didn't have time to study the lineups and tactical arrangements of both sides. Their attention was focused more on scoring, and they didn't even know the opposing players very well. He drank more than half a bottle of cola in one go, and Louis let out a long, satisfied sigh. He was a typical American fan. After disrupting Kentucky University's defense, Ben Sladon reduced his personal attacks and intentionally passed to Curry, who was moving without the ball. "You're a Butler student too? I'm Christie, a freshman in law school." On the change of possession, Curry faced tight defense this time and didn't get an easy shot. They enjoyed watching games live, immersing themselves in the fervent atmosphere. A whole game could be exhilarating or frustrating, allowing their emotions to be fully released. He put down the cola and casually said to the girl next to him. On the change of possession, Curry faced tight defense this time and didn't get an easy shot. "We won! We're the Sweet Sixteen! We won!" Christie clapped vigorously, her face flushed, and said excitedly to Louis, "Yeah, we won!" Even if they weren't tactical experts, after watching a season of Bulldogs games, they knew the team's several tactics, one of which was the two-point guard lineup with Ben Sladon and Curry on the court simultaneously. "Exactly, and he's the one who discovered Curry. The team wouldn't have made it to March Madness without Coach Z!" During the intense game, they didn't have time to study the lineups and tactical arrangements of both sides. Their attention was focused more on scoring, and they didn't even know the opposing players very well. Christie instinctively wanted to push Louis away, but hearing his excited voice, she blushed slightly and gently wrapped her arms around Louis, smiling. She was a Latina girl with flowing black hair and a great figure. Her skin was fair, and she wore a dark black sweater under a yellow windbreaker, printed with a lifelike cartoon bulldog. Zhang Yu's figure appeared on the big screen again. He was still sitting there as steady as ever, a stark contrast to the Kentucky University head coach on the other side of the scorer's table, who was practically jumping with anxiety. "Wow, what a coincidence? I'm also a freshman, studying sociology." Louis was very surprised. He felt like his college life had finally welcomed spring. "Are you a Bulldogs fan too?" "Yeah," the Latina girl smiled, "Are you? I saw you cheering for the Bulldogs earlier." But then the ball went through the net. Louis shouted triumphantly, beaming with joy. "Okay, sorry, I just sat down..." He spent the entire first half either cheering for the Bulldogs' successful offense or agonizing over the team's failed defense. He hadn't stopped moving or shouting, and he was already sweating. "He's my roommate. Did you see his eyes? When he looks at someone like that, they're in trouble." Louis said confidently. "Good!" During the game, time often flies by. The first half passed in a flash amidst Louis's constant emotional ups and downs. "I'm Louis, a student at Butler University." He explained. Christie looked up. On the right side of the screen were Curry's stats from the first half: 7 shots, 3 made; 2 free throws, 2 made; 10 points, 4 assists, 3 rebounds. "You're a Butler student too? I'm Christie, a freshman in law school." On the change of possession, Curry faced tight defense this time and didn't get an easy shot. They enjoyed watching games live, immersing themselves in the fervent atmosphere. A whole game could be exhilarating or frustrating, allowing their emotions to be fully released. He put down the cola and casually said to the girl next to him. On the change of possession, Curry faced tight defense this time and didn't get an easy shot. "We won! We're the Sweet Sixteen! We won!" Christie clapped vigorously, her face flushed, and said excitedly to Louis, "Yeah, we won!" Even if they weren't tactical experts, after watching a season of Bulldogs games, they knew the team's several tactics, one of which was the two-point guard lineup with Ben Sladon and Curry on the court simultaneously. "Exactly, and he's the one who discovered Curry. The team wouldn't have made it to March Madness without Coach Z!" During the intense game, they didn't have time to study the lineups and tactical arrangements of both sides. Their attention was focused more on scoring, and they didn't even know the opposing players very well. Christie instinctively wanted to push Louis away, but hearing his excited voice, she blushed slightly and gently wrapped her arms around Louis, smiling. She was a Latina girl with flowing black hair and a great figure. Her skin was fair, and she wore a dark black sweater under a yellow windbreaker, printed with a lifelike cartoon bulldog. Zhang Yu's figure appeared on the big screen again. He was still sitting there as steady as ever, a stark contrast to the Kentucky University head coach on the other side of the scorer's table, who was practically jumping with anxiety. "Wow, what a coincidence? I'm also a freshman, studying sociology." Louis was very surprised. He felt like his college life had finally welcomed spring. "Are you a Bulldogs fan too?" "Yeah," the Latina girl smiled, "Are you? I saw you cheering for the Bulldogs earlier." But then the ball went through the net. Louis shouted triumphantly, beaming with joy. "Okay, sorry, I just sat down..." He spent the entire first half either cheering for the Bulldogs' successful offense or agonizing over the team's failed defense. He hadn't stopped moving or shouting, and he was already sweating. "He's my roommate. Did you see his eyes? When he looks at someone like that, they're in trouble." Louis said confidently. "Good!" During the game, time often flies by. The first half passed in a flash amidst Louis's constant emotional ups and downs. "I'm Louis, a student at Butler University." He explained. Christie looked up. On the right side of the screen were Curry's stats from the first half: 7 shots, 3 made; 2 free throws, 2 made; 10 points, 4 assists, 3 rebounds. "You're a Butler student too? I'm Christie, a freshman in law school." On the change of possession, Curry faced tight defense this time and didn't get an easy shot. They enjoyed watching games live, immersing themselves in the fervent atmosphere. A whole game could be exhilarating or frustrating, allowing their emotions to be fully released. He put down the cola and casually said to the girl next to him. On the change of possession, Curry faced tight defense this time and didn't get an easy shot. "We won! We're the Sweet Sixteen! We won!" Christie clapped vigorously, her face flushed, and said excitedly to Louis, "Yeah, we won!" Even if they weren't tactical experts, after watching a season of Bulldogs games, they knew the team's several tactics, one of which was the two-point guard lineup with Ben Sladon and Curry on the court simultaneously. "Exactly, and he's the one who discovered Curry. The team wouldn't have made it to March Madness without Coach Z!" During the intense game, they didn't have time to study the lineups and tactical arrangements of both sides. Their attention was focused more on scoring, and they didn't even know the opposing players very well. Christie instinctively wanted to push Louis away, but hearing his excited voice, she blushed slightly and gently wrapped her arms around Louis, smiling. She was a Latina girl with flowing black hair and a great figure. Her skin was fair, and she wore a dark black sweater under a yellow windbreaker, printed with a lifelike cartoon bulldog. Zhang Yu's figure appeared on the big screen again. He was still sitting there as steady as ever, a stark contrast to the Kentucky University head coach on the other side of the scorer's table, who was practically jumping with anxiety. "Wow, what a coincidence? I'm also a freshman, studying sociology." Louis was very surprised. He felt like his college life had finally welcomed spring. "Are you a Bulldogs fan too?" "Yeah," the Latina girl smiled, "Are you? I saw you cheering for the Bulldogs earlier." But then the ball went through the net. Louis shouted triumphantly, beaming with joy. "Okay, sorry, I just sat down..." He spent the entire first half either cheering for the Bulldogs' successful offense or agonizing over the team's failed defense. He hadn't stopped moving or shouting, and he was already sweating. "He's my roommate. Did you see his eyes? When he looks at someone like that, they're in trouble." Louis said confidently. "Good!" During the game, time often flies by. The first half passed in a flash amidst Louis's constant emotional ups and downs. "I'm Louis, a student at Butler University." He explained. Christie looked up. On the right side of the screen were Curry's stats from the first half: 7 shots, 3 made; 2 free throws, 2 made; 10 points, 4 assists, 3 rebounds. "You're a Butler student too? I'm Christie, a freshman in law school." On the change of possession, Curry faced tight defense this time and didn't get an easy shot. They enjoyed watching games live, immersing themselves in the fervent atmosphere. A whole game could be exhilarating or frustrating, allowing their emotions to be fully released. He put down the cola and casually said to the girl next to him. On the change of possession, Curry faced tight defense this time and didn't get an easy shot. "We won! We're the Sweet Sixteen! We won!" Christie clapped vigorously, her face flushed, and said excitedly to Louis, "Yeah, we won!" Even if they weren't tactical experts, after watching a season of Bulldogs games, they knew the team's several tactics, one of which was the two-point guard lineup with Ben Sladon and Curry on the court simultaneously. "Exactly, and he's the one who discovered Curry. The team wouldn't have made it to March Madness without Coach Z!" During the intense game, they didn't have time to study the lineups and tactical arrangements of both sides. Their attention was focused more on scoring, and they didn't even know the opposing players very well. Christie instinctively wanted to push Louis away, but hearing his excited voice, she blushed slightly and gently wrapped her arms around Louis, smiling. She was a Latina girl with flowing black hair and a great figure. Her skin was fair, and she wore a dark black sweater under a yellow windbreaker, printed with a lifelike cartoon bulldog. Zhang Yu's figure appeared on the big screen again. He was still sitting there as steady as ever, a stark contrast to the Kentucky University head coach on the other side of the scorer's table, who was practically jumping with anxiety. "Wow, what a coincidence? I'm also a freshman, studying sociology." Louis was very surprised. He felt like his college life had finally welcomed spring. "Are you a Bulldogs fan too?" "Yeah," the Latina girl smiled, "Are you? I saw you cheering for the Bulldogs earlier." But then the ball went through the net. Louis shouted triumphantly, beaming with joy. "Okay, sorry, I just sat down..." He spent the entire first half either cheering for the Bulldogs' successful offense or agonizing over the team's failed defense. He hadn't stopped moving or shouting, and he was already sweating. "He's my roommate. Did you see his eyes? When he looks at someone like that, they're in trouble." Louis said confidently. "Good!" During the game, time often flies by. The first half passed in a flash amidst Louis's constant emotional ups and downs. "I'm Louis, a student at Butler University." He explained. Christie looked up. On the right side of the screen were Curry's stats from the first half: 7 shots, 3 made; 2 free throws, 2 made; 10 points, 4 assists, 3 rebounds. "You're a Butler student too? I'm Christie, a freshman in law school." On the change of possession, Curry faced tight defense this time and didn't get an easy shot. They enjoyed watching games live, immersing themselves in the fervent atmosphere. A whole game could be exhilarating or frustrating, allowing their emotions to be fully released. He put down the cola and casually said to the girl next to him. On the change of possession, Curry faced tight defense this time and didn't get an easy shot. "We won! We're the Sweet Sixteen! We won!" Christie clapped vigorously, her face flushed, and said excitedly to Louis, "Yeah, we won!" Even if they weren't tactical experts, after watching a season of Bulldogs games, they knew the team's several tactics, one of which was the two-point guard lineup with Ben Sladon and Curry on the court simultaneously. "Exactly, and he's the one who discovered Curry. The team wouldn't have made it to March Madness without Coach Z!" During the intense game, they didn't have time to study the lineups and tactical arrangements of both sides. Their attention was focused more on scoring, and they didn't even know the opposing players very well. Christie instinctively wanted to push Louis away, but hearing his excited voice, she blushed slightly and gently wrapped her arms around Louis, smiling. She was a Latina girl with flowing black hair and a great figure. Her skin was fair, and she wore a dark black sweater under a yellow windbreaker, printed with a lifelike cartoon bulldog. Zhang Yu's figure appeared on the big screen again. He was still sitting there as steady as ever, a stark contrast to the Kentucky University head coach on the other side of the scorer's table, who was practically jumping with anxiety. "Wow, what a coincidence? I'm also a freshman, studying sociology." Louis was very surprised. He felt like his college life had finally welcomed spring. "Are you a Bulldogs fan too?" "Yeah," the Latina girl smiled, "Are you? I saw you cheering for the Bulldogs earlier." But then the ball went through the net. Louis shouted triumphantly, beaming with joy. "Okay, sorry, I just sat down..." He spent the entire first half either cheering for the Bulldogs' successful offense or agonizing over the team's failed defense. He hadn't stopped moving or shouting, and he was already sweating. "He's my roommate. Did you see his eyes? When he looks at someone like that, they're in trouble." Louis said confidently. "Good!" During the game, time often flies by. The first half passed in a flash amidst Louis's constant emotional ups and downs. "I'm Louis, a student at Butler University." He explained. Christie looked up. On the right side of the screen were Curry's stats from the first half: 7 shots, 3 made; 2 free throws, 2 made; 10 points, 4 assists, 3 rebounds. "You're a Butler student too? I'm Christie, a freshman in law school." On the change of possession, Curry faced tight defense this time and didn't get an easy shot. They enjoyed watching games live, immersing themselves in the fervent atmosphere. A whole game could be exhilarating or frustrating, allowing their emotions to be fully released. He put down the cola and casually said to the girl next to him. On the change of possession, Curry faced tight defense this time and didn't get an easy shot. "We won! We're the Sweet Sixteen! We won!" Christie clapped vigorously, her face flushed, and said excitedly to Louis, "Yeah, we won!" Even if they weren't tactical experts, after watching a season of Bulldogs games, they knew the team's several tactics, one of which was the two-point guard lineup with Ben Sladon and Curry on the court simultaneously. "Exactly, and he's the one who discovered Curry. The team wouldn't have made it to March Madness without Coach Z!" During the intense game, they didn't have time to study the lineups and tactical arrangements of both sides. Their attention was focused more on scoring, and they didn't even know the opposing players very well. Christie instinctively wanted to push Louis away, but hearing his excited voice, she blushed slightly and gently wrapped her arms around Louis, smiling. She was a Latina girl with flowing black hair and a great figure. Her skin was fair, and she wore a dark black sweater under a yellow windbreaker, printed with a lifelike cartoon bulldog. Zhang Yu's figure appeared on the big screen again. He was still sitting there as steady as ever, a stark contrast to the Kentucky University head coach on the other side of the scorer's table, who was practically jumping with anxiety. "Wow, what a coincidence? I'm also a freshman, studying sociology." Louis was very surprised. He felt like his college life had finally welcomed spring. "Are you a Bulldogs fan too?" "Yeah," the Latina girl smiled, "Are you? I saw you cheering for the Bulldogs earlier." But then the ball went through the net. Louis shouted triumphantly, beaming with joy. "Okay, sorry, I just sat down..." He spent the entire first half either cheering for the Bulldogs' successful offense or agonizing over the team's failed defense. He hadn't stopped moving or shouting, and he was already sweating. "He's my roommate. Did you see his eyes? When he looks at someone like that, they're in trouble." Louis said confidently. "Good!" During the game, time often flies by. The first half passed in a flash amidst Louis's constant emotional ups and downs. "I'm Louis, a student at Butler University." He explained. Christie looked up. On the right side of the screen were Curry's stats from the first half: 7 shots, 3 made; 2 free throws, 2 made; 10 points, 4 assists, 3 rebounds. "You're a Butler student too? I'm Christie, a freshman in law school." On the change of possession, Curry faced tight defense this time and didn't get an easy shot. They enjoyed watching games live, immersing themselves in the fervent atmosphere. A whole game could be exhilarating or frustrating, allowing their emotions to be fully released. He put down the cola and casually said to the girl next to him. On the change of possession, Curry faced tight defense this time and didn't get an easy shot. "We won! We're the Sweet Sixteen! We won!" Christie clapped vigorously, her face flushed, and said excitedly to Louis, "Yeah, we won!" Even if they weren't tactical experts, after watching a season of Bulldogs games, they knew the team's several tactics, one of which was the two-point guard lineup with Ben Sladon and Curry on the court simultaneously. "Exactly, and he's the one who discovered Curry. The team wouldn't have made it to March Madness without Coach Z!" During the intense game, they didn't have time to study the lineups and tactical arrangements of both sides. Their attention was focused more on scoring, and they didn't even know the opposing players very well. Christie instinctively wanted to push Louis away, but hearing his excited voice, she blushed slightly and gently wrapped her arms around Louis, smiling. She was a Latina girl with flowing black hair and a great figure. Her skin was fair, and she wore a dark black sweater under a yellow windbreaker, printed with a lifelike cartoon bulldog. Zhang Yu's figure appeared on the big screen again. He was still sitting there as steady as ever, a stark contrast to the Kentucky University head coach on the other side of the scorer's table, who was practically jumping with anxiety. "Wow, what a coincidence? I'm also a freshman, studying sociology." Louis was very surprised. He felt like his college life had finally welcomed spring. "Are you a Bulldogs fan too?" "Yeah," the Latina girl smiled, "Are you? I saw you cheering for the Bulldogs earlier." But then the ball went through the net. Louis shouted triumphantly, beaming with joy. "Okay, sorry, I just sat down..." He spent the entire first half either cheering for the Bulldogs' successful offense or agonizing over the team's failed defense. He hadn't stopped moving or shouting, and he was already sweating. "He's my roommate. Did you see his eyes? When he looks at someone like that, they're in trouble." Louis said confidently. "Good!" During the game, time often flies by. The first half passed in a flash amidst Louis's constant emotional ups and downs. "I'm Louis, a student at Butler University." He explained. Christie looked up. On the right side of the screen were Curry's stats from the first half: 7 shots, 3 made; 2 free throws, 2 made; 10 points, 4 assists, 3 rebounds. "You're a Butler student too? I'm Christie, a freshman in law school." On the change of possession, Curry faced tight defense this time and didn't get an easy shot. They enjoyed watching games live, immersing themselves in the fervent atmosphere. A whole game could be exhilarating or frustrating, allowing their emotions to be fully released. He put down the cola and casually said to the girl next to him. On the change of possession, Curry faced tight defense this time and didn't get an easy shot. "We won! We're the Sweet Sixteen! We won!" Christie clapped vigorously, her face flushed, and said excitedly to Louis, "Yeah, we won!" Even if they weren't tactical experts, after watching a season of Bulldogs games, they knew the team's several tactics, one of which was the two-point guard lineup with Ben Sladon and Curry on the court simultaneously. "Exactly, and he's the one who discovered Curry. The team wouldn