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"The jerseys are customized and ready for everyone to pick up."
Assigned to pick up the jerseys during the evening self-study, Zhang Chao arrived in the classroom just as the school bell rang for the end of the day. Thus, he started distributing the clothes right there from the lecture stage.
"Here they come."
"A Houston Rockets' jersey? Brings back some youth."
"Number 11 Yao Ming jersey, guys, time to summon the gods!"
"Number 1 jersey, call up McGrady."
"Summoning McGrady, huh? Planning on getting us stuck in the first round, are you?"
"Right," said Zhang Chao as he handed out the jerseys, "stuff a sports vest inside the jersey."
"Got it, got it, don't want any... um, pointy issues, right?"
"Ah, that's so lewd, stop joking about that... You boys, really."
"Forget it, we have the game tomorrow, let's cut them some slack, haha..."
Whether boys or girls, all the students in the class were looking forward to the basketball game.
