Rebirth of Basketball Boy

Liao Bingtian, deputy director of the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee, sat on the stage with a cold face. His Maitreya face originally looked kind, but now it feels completely murderous.In order to respond to the call of the superior leaders, the Joint Education and Sports Bureau organized the competition with great effort. Everything was going smoothly, but they didn't expect something went wrong at the last minute.He himself is very interested in basketball, so he took the initiative to ask Ying to take charge of this basketball game. Therefore, he can also see the referee's problems with the law enforcement. To be honest, the culprit that caused this bad incident was that one. Referee with innocent face.

Looking at the scene that had gradually stabilized, Liao Bingtian's face was cloudy and uncertain, and it was obvious that this game could not continue.For a while, he couldn't come up with any regulations, so he could only leave the table angrily. After giving a sullen expression to a subordinate, he immediately walked out of the basketball court.

The auditorium is still noisy, and there are many unhappy spectators throwing objects into the venue. Beating people may be punished, and it is safer to throw things.

"Minister Liao said just now. Let's stop here for today's game! Go back and wait for the notice from the Municipal Party Committee!"

A young man stood on the stage and said aloud, then he pulled the principal of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School aside and said in a low voice: "Principal Sui, you can arrange a car to send someone with a high rank back. You must make sure Their personal safety!"

"Section Guo, you can rest assured, I promise the organization that they will be safely sent to the first vocational high school." Sui Lun, the principal of the No. 1 Middle School, replied, and then pulled out a smile: "Section Guo, look at this matter today. ..."

Section Chief Guo frowned and replied: "President Sui, you don't need to explain to me. Minister Liao is very angry now. It is more appropriate to talk about this after he is angry."

"Okay, well, then I would like to ask Section Chief Guo to say a few words at the right time. As you can see, it is not our team members who caused the incident. They are just forced to defend themselves by helplessness..."

Section Chief Guo waved his hand and said impatiently: "President Sui, this matter must not end here, there will definitely be a conclusion on the right and wrong, you should first arrange to escort a high-level person away!"

As a senior high school principal with senior qualifications, in fact, the administrative level of President Sui is half a level higher than that of Section Chief Guo.But under the eaves, people had no choice but to bow their heads. You must know that although Section Chief Guo is not high in rank, he is the hardcore confidant of Deputy Minister Liao. He said a word in front of Minister Liao that the weight is much heavier than him.

Principal Sui transferred a school bus, and then personally arranged a vocational high school coach to get on the bus. This was a long sigh of relief, rubbed his head, and sighed. This matter is really difficult to handle. It is for the honor of the school to work hard. Although it is said that it has done something harmful to the reputation of the school, it is not so appropriate if they are punished according to the rules.

The audience dispersed one after another, and Wang Hanbo also woke up from the faint. His injuries were not serious, but he accidentally suffered a blow on his temple at that time, so he fell down on the spot without knowing the personnel.

The game that was supposed to be ups and downs and exciting came to an end. Yan Lingfeng had some regrets in his heart. She stood on the sidelines and sighed, rubbing her sore wrists, and her fists were slightly flushed. There was a burst of pain. He tried too hard just now, and it seemed that he hurt himself while hurting others.

At dinner time, the students in the restaurant were talking about the afternoon game. Regardless of whether they were there or not, the hot group fight was full of joy, as if they had seen and even participated in it with their own eyes. As for the game itself, it was. Few people mentioned it.

In a corner of the restaurant, Yan Lingfeng sighed as he looked at the food in front of him. He had a hard-to-swallow feeling. He didn't know why. Since the end of the game, his heart has been blocked, Cao Tianyi The blood stains on the corners of his mouth and Xu Zhong's limping back touched him a lot.

"What are you thinking about? Originally, the food is cold. If you don't hurry to eat it, it will turn into frozen." Lu Yunxue saw that Yan Lingfeng hadn't eaten, and she lost his appetite, frowned, forced a smile and joked Tao.

"I can't eat it." Yan Lingfeng murmured while playing with the chopsticks in his hand: "Xue'er, do you think victory or defeat really matters? Am I a little too persistent?"

Lu Yunxue glared at Yan Lingfeng, then asked after thinking about it; "Do you like basketball?"

"Perhaps." Yan Lingfeng replied hesitantly. Before this afternoon, he would definitely nod his head to answer without hesitation, but now he was a bit shaken, because the melee in the afternoon gave him too much feeling. , Making him confused.

"Then what do you like?" Lu Yunxue continued, "Do you just like the pleasure of basketball entering the basket?"

"Of course not." Yan Lingfeng decisively shook his head and said: "It's always lonely to play alone. No matter how good you are, you will only appreciate yourself. There are no brothers and no basketball. I like the feeling of fighting with my brothers!"

"Then you like the feeling of stepping on your opponents one by one?" Lu Yunxue simply put down his chopsticks, and enlightened her boyfriend who was much older than her.

"Yes, I like it." Yan Lingfeng closed his eyes and thought for a while, then replied not so surely.

"That's right." Lu Yunxue smiled and clapped her hands: "Since this is the case, what are you struggling with? You want to win, and your opponent wants to win, but there can only be one winner. There are no wonders in the world, and so are people. There are so many weird things, you can’t change everyone’s thoughts and concepts, you just need to be yourself. Ling Feng, if you love basketball, then you are purely a hobby. Don’t think so much, it will only add to your worries."

Yan Lingfeng nodded thoughtfully, pursing his mouth as if he wanted to understand something, and he didn't seem to understand anything, but once his brain started to work, his stomach began to protest. After all, consuming brain cells requires energy. of.

"I don't want to, eat!" Yan Lingfeng is not a sentimental person, just now because he was stimulated by Xu Zhong's lonely back, that's why he suffered a rare sadness in the spring and autumn.

"Well, eat!" Lu Yunxue smiled sweetly, then picked up a piece of meat and put it in Yan Lingfeng's bowl.

On the neon-colored long street, the traffic was like a shuttle, and on the sky bridge above the long street, seven or eight big boys sat on the ground. They were piled up with beer bottles. Bi Xiangyang was obviously already drinking high, talking nonsense upside down. I can see it clearly. Those rascals didn't have any good thoughts. They saw that they couldn't win the championship, so they simply dragged us into the water!"

"Brother Xiangyang, drink less. If you are drunk, no one will take care of you." Han Dengyun told Bi Xiangyang to drink less, but he held up the bottle and drank half of the bottle in one mouthful, put down the bottle and wiped his mouth and continued: "It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. I will definitely make these grandchildren look good next year!"

Bi Xiangyang turned his head and glanced at him murmurly, then he hiccuped the wine, suddenly raised his arm and threw the wine bottle in his hand far away. After a while, he heard a crisp sound from a distance. Then a soprano drifted over in the night breeze, "Which unqualified bastard bastard throws wine bottles? There are little beasts with mothers but no fathers, and my mother curses you for having children without a little JJ!"

Yan Lingfeng laughed blankly while holding the wine bottle. This "old lady" was too tough. Fortunately, the wine bottle didn't hit her head, or she would be able to use a kitchen knife to attack people.

The cursed Bi Xiangyang didn’t care. He took another bottle of beer to bite the bottle cap with his teeth, and drank it with a big mouth while raising his neck. He muttered vaguely: “I was thinking about the last one in high school. I was crazy in the year, but I didn’t expect that the wind would stop right after it started. It won’t work this year. You still have next year. My damn next year will be a vagrant!"

Wang Hanbo hasn't spoken since sitting here, just sullen his head and drank, and he has already wiped out five or six bottles. After hearing Bi Xiangyang's words, he sighed deeply, holding the bottle and touching Yan Lingfeng. Asked: "Do you say I am shameless?"

Yan Lingfeng knew what he was talking about. After taking a sip of wine, he shook his head and said: "Brother Hanbo, I don't understand what you are talking about. I only know that all of us are thinking about the team's victory. On the premise, I think everything is forgivable..."

"Hehe, maybe it is." Wang Hanbo smiled bitterly and shook his head, and threw the bottle out like Bi Xiangyang, "I have always been a good student of both character and academics since I was a kid, but today I did it like this. I don’t understand the conscience thing. I really don’t understand what I thought at the time. Why did such sloppy things come with my head? Without my kick, now we should be Celebrating the victory, celebrating the championship, right? I'm sorry everyone, I'm sorry the school, and I'm sorry that Xu Zhong..."

Yan Lingfeng didn’t know how to comfort Wang Hanbo for a while, so he could only pat his arm around the captain’s shoulder. He needed to tie the bell to untie the bell. Wang Hanbo’s knot was made by himself and he must have him. You can solve it only after you figure it out.To be honest, Wang Hanbo’s behaviors like Yan Lingfeng’s heart actually don’t look good, but he doesn’t want to undermine the unity and stability of the team. He has always concealed this emotion. Now, when he hears Wang Hanbo’s heartfelt voice, how much he I have a little understanding of Wang Hanbo's approach. Lu Yunxue said that everyone has their own ideas. Although Wang Hanbo's approach to win is not sports ethics, it is understandable. After all, the situation at Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School was really tight.

"You said, who will the Education and Sports Bureau of the Propaganda Department give this champion?" Fu Zijun asked after leaning on Han Dengyun's broad and soft shoulders and having a drink.

"I don't know." Zhao Senming replied in a muffled voice, "but I definitely won't be given a senior post."

"Hehe." Fu Zijun smiled and nodded in agreement: "The heroes see the same thing. I think so too, so do you think there will be another rematch?"

"Don't dream!" Sun Feiying lazily said: "We are married with Liangzi who is a high-ranking member. When we compete on the same field in the future, the scene will definitely be extremely hot! You think those leaders want to watch another one. Is there a game of basketball and Sanda?"

"Yes." Fu Zijun nodded dejectedly, "Then we can't be tied for the championship with a vocational high school? Although we were ahead at the time, the game was not over yet!"

Sun Feiying shrugged and said: "Who knows? But I have a very bad feeling that not only will we not be tied for the championship with the first post, but it is very likely that no one will win the championship..."

"Crow's mouth!" Zhao Senming interrupted unceremoniously: "It's late, everyone is tired for a day, go back and rest early!"

After speaking, Zhao Senming ate away the beer in the bottle, then stood up and walked off the overpass first.

Yan Lingfeng also stood up, "It's really late, I guess it's going to be the next night to study by myself, I want to go back too!"

In fact, the soprano is right. This is indeed a group of very unqualified people. Bottles are thrown everywhere, but none of them has the plan to clean up. It is estimated that the evening self-study will be off for a while, and the time will come to the flyover. The young couple above, after being blown up by these fuckers, they have to scold their mother.

After returning to the dormitory, Yan Lingfeng took off his stinky socks, and was about to go to the dormitory. Zhao Senming, who had returned to the dormitory before him, fumbled for a while and took out a pack of cigarettes. Planning to light it, Yan Lingfeng rushed over with bare feet, snatched Zhao Senming's cigarettes, and threw a whole pack of cigarettes out of the window.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Senming asked with a sullen face.

"What are you doing?" Yan Lingfeng asked with a sullen face.

"Are you blind?" Zhao Senming snorted coldly at Yan Lingfeng, turned and walked to the door.

"You come back!" Yan Lingfeng grabbed Zhao Senming's arm, stared into his eyes and asked: "When did you start smoking?"

"Nosy!" Zhao Senming didn't struggle, and after taking a glance at Yan Lingfeng with the lighter in his hand, the urn said.