System: I am always awesome in the NBA

"What are you talking about? It's like this—"

"The professor assigned us a paper, and I plan to write on the topic of 'NBA Player Brand Building and Personal Business Value Development'."

"So, I have a few questions for you."

Zhou Lingxuan's face was full of anticipation, and her big watery eyes were twinkling.

"Ok, no problem."

Lin Hao leaned back on the sofa, his hands casually resting on the armrests.

I'm the best at giving interviews!

"From entering the league to becoming a basketball superstar, how did you create your own unique personal brand image?"

Zhou Lingxuan blinked her bright eyes and asked the first question.

Lin Hao picked up a cup of coffee and said after a moment's silence:

"The method is super simple. Beat the crap out of all those stars and scare them into peeing their pants! Wouldn't that shape their personal image?"

"Uh...can't you be serious?" Zhou Lingxuan almost fell off the sofa to the floor.

"I'm serious!" Lin Hao raised his eyebrows.

Building a personal brand image? He really had never considered this!

Zhou Lingxuan shook her head, trying to recover from the shock, and then asked the second question:

“How do you choose your partners in business collaboration?”

Lin Hao played with the coffee cup in his hand and said nonchalantly:

"Didn't I answer this question before? If the annual endorsement fee is less than 1 million, just reject it!"

"Oh!" Zhou Lingxuan held her forehead and sighed heavily.

This guy is so pretentious, how can this interview continue?

She was murmuring in her heart.

"What are you sighing for? I'm telling the truth!"

Lin Hao raised his eyebrows.

"Okay!" Zhou Lingxuan was a little helpless.

In order to complete the paper, she could only bite the bullet and continue asking:

"In the process of shaping one's personal image, it is inevitable to encounter negative events or pressure from public opinion."

“How do you deal with these situations and maintain a positive personal image?”

Lin Hao raised the corner of his mouth and said, "If I can't solve the problem, I will solve the person who created the trouble."

Zhou Lingxuan looked curious, "How to solve it?"

"Just rub their faces on the ground!"

"..."

Zhou Lingxuan held her forehead again.

Forget it, I don’t count on you anymore, just write it yourself!

Thinking of this, she opened her notebook.

Lin Hao turned on the TV and tuned to the sports channel.

There are still 2 hours left before the celebration party, so you can also watch the tennis open and appreciate Sharapova's beauty.

"Hey, boss, are you teaching yourself computers?"

Zhou Lingxuan suddenly asked in confusion.

"Of course not, what's wrong?"

"You have a folder called 'Basic Principles of Computers' in your notebook!"

"Fuck!"

Lin Hao suddenly jumped up nervously.

How could I have forgotten this?

This is a health video sent to him by Zhang Kai, a top student from Peking University and Tsinghua University. He forgot to delete it because he was too busy!

"Give me back my notebook!"

Lin Hao pounced forward.

"No! You're so nervous, there must be something wrong!"

Zhou Lingxuan held the notebook tightly with both hands, with a cunning gleam in her eyes.

"No, don't talk nonsense, those are important learning materials!"

Lin Hao anxiously grabbed her hand and tried to take the notebook back, but Zhou Lingxuan's hand held it tightly like a pair of pliers.

"Since this is important learning material, let me study it too!"

"You're from a business school, what the hell are you learning about computers?"

"You're lying! There must be something wrong!"

Zhou Lingxuan snatched the notebook and tried to turn around and run away.

How could Lin Hao let her succeed? He grabbed her hand and pulled her towards him.

"Ah!" Zhou Lingxuan lost her balance and fell uncontrollably into his arms.

"You are so rude!"

Her little face turned red and her legs kicked wildly.

"Who told you to touch my things?"

Lin Hao curled his lips.

Both of them suddenly stopped talking, and the room was so quiet that only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard.

Zhou Lingxuan lowered her head, not daring to look him in the eyes.

The originally tense atmosphere suddenly became charming.