Rebirth of Basketball Boy

In Beijing, in an elegant courtyard somewhere in Ouchi, the lazy sunlight shines through the windows. The silver-haired old man working at his desk rubbed his forehead a little tiredly, then sighed slightly and shook his head towards He waved his hand behind him.

The middle-aged man, who was slightly arched and standing about five or six meters away behind the old man, immediately walked up with a thermos cup, and gently took out a still steaming purple clay pot and a small compact from the inside. The exquisite purple sand cup was placed on the table and poured a cup for the old man.

The old man took a sip, then squinted out the window as if he was talking to this subordinate, and he seemed to be talking to himself. Although the pitch was low, the words revealed unquestionable strength. The upper-level party can say that one can only develop the courage, "Borrow from the sky for another five hundred years! In my opinion, five hundred years is still too short. Life is rare in the past seventy years, and this day is about to pass again. At my age, But one day less one day, but there are still so many things on hand, alas!"

"Chief, you are not old at all." The subordinates immediately complimented: "It's absolutely not too much to describe it as being old and strong, and full of spirit!"

The old man squinted his eyes and glanced back at his subordinate. Only a glance made the subordinate sweaty.The old tiger is strong, how can the old man who has been prestigious all his life fail to see the cautious eye of his subordinates?But gods like to listen to good things, and the elderly are no exception.After a glance, he closed his fierce gaze back, and laughed, "Xiao Zhou, remember, a good thing is not as good as a good thing. In the future, don't play these tricks in front of me, okay? ?"

The cold sweat "brushed" from Xiao Zhou's forehead, which was actually quite old, and a heart was mentioned to his throat, and he nodded with fear and replied with a more respectful attitude: "I must bear in mind the chief's instructions. !"

The old man stood up, walked in front of the window two times with his hands on his back and walked Fang Step, and then said in a low voice, "This body bone is worse than every day, alas!"

Xiao Zhou, who had just learned his lesson, did not dare to compliment the old man’s long-running, long-running spirit, but it was inappropriate to not speak at this time, so he could only switch to another channel: "One and one relaxation is the way of civil and military. The chief has the essence of it. , I believe you will live a long life. The country needs you, and the people need you even more!"

The old man looked impatiently waved his hand and laughed and cursed: "You little Zhou, if you can be half beautiful in your business, I will put you down to pastoral care. What a pity, alas!"

Xiao Zhou's expression was stunned, he was happy, and waved his hand again and again: "I can learn more with the chief, and I also like to stay with the chief to serve you."

"Well, I need your service now. Go and turn on the TV." The old man looked deeply at Xiao Zhouyan, who lowered his head to show determination, and said with a smile.

"Good chief, wait a minute!" Although Xiao Zhou didn't look up, he could still feel the tremendous pressure the old man brought to him. The old man's command was like a decompression curse, and Xiao Zhou's heart returned to its normal position. on.As the saying goes, a companion is like a tiger. Although this old man is not a "jun" in the traditional sense, he is still a big figure under one person and above 10,000 in China.As his office secretary, Xiao Zhou almost lives on the tip of a knife, and a little carelessness is likely to be forever.

The TV was turned on and stopped on a comprehensive channel of CCTV as usual. This is also a channel that the elderly often watch, but today the elderly waved his hand uncharacteristically to signal Xiao Zhou to switch channels.If I eat a lot of delicacies from the sea and mountains, I always think about eating something bland, and I often get tired of watching a channel, so I naturally have to change another channel.

After the comprehensive channel is the economic channel, this is also the aspect that the elderly masters, but the elderly listen to the reports of the top financial experts and currency experts all day, and naturally they have no interest in listening to the "bricks" who are born in the wild. Talk about stocks they may not have bought in their entire lives.

Changing channels continued, and the elderly did not have much interest in the variety show programs. The central 4 sets of international channels attracted the attention of the elderly, but the TV stations began to show commercials without giving any face.Xiao Zhou's face was slightly embarrassed, and he raised his head and glanced at the old man.

The old man didn't care too much, he smiled and waved his hand.

Continue to switch channels. The Sports Channel after the International Channel is broadcasting a basketball game. Xiao Zhou's finger rests on the down button of the remote control and presses it down almost without hesitation.The chief manages everything every day and deals with national affairs. How can he waste his energy on such a simple-minded guy?

"Who told you to turn down? Go back!"

Xiao Zhou was agitated, and the remote control almost fell to the ground with a shake of his hand, but fortunately, although his age was not young, his reaction was fairly quick. A copyist took the remote control steadily and did not dare to turn his head and quickly put it. The picture cuts back to the basketball game.

The old man looked at him with interest for a while, and his two powerful temples suddenly raised his eyebrows, and his eyes also showed a thoughtful look.

At this moment, the broadcast screen suddenly flashed, and the unfinished basketball game turned into a heroine playing volleyball.The old man pursed his mouth and was silent for a moment, then suddenly looked at Xiao Zhou and said, "Call me and ask, why do you want to stop the broadcast? In addition, I said it was my intention. If there are no special circumstances, the game will continue to be broadcast. !"

Xiao Zhou quickly nodded and agreed, bowed slightly and left the office respectfully, then tiptoed to the side, took out the phone, and directly dialed the phone to Comrade Xiang Ruhui, director of CCTV.

Xiang Ruhui is a hard-core ministerial-level national cadre, and Secretary Zhou wears the hat of the head of the ** office, and the deputy minister is facing the ministerial level. However, Secretary Zhou did not save the face to the director Xiangtai. To decide the mind, the hat on the head is not important, the chair under the buttocks is the most important.After relaying the order of the police in a stubborn tone, he gave a small reminder to Director Xiang that the police were watching the Central Five TV program.

Back at the game, in the luxurious box, the sweat from President Yang’s forehead had turned into a waterfall, but under the inquisitive gaze of the young people around him, he didn’t care about wiping the sweat. He hurriedly explained: "Big Son, listen to me. I did say hello to the three referees before the game, but I swear to God, I just ask them not to make Panyu Middle School lose too ugly. I definitely didn’t let them be like this. Blow!"

The eldest son obviously has a background, and he can make the head of a school nervous like this at a young age.The eldest son's surname is Huo, Huo Yingdong’s Huo, Huo Zhenting’s Huo, he is the well-known Hong Kong Huo family's long room chief Sun Huo Qigang, and he is also the grandson of the founder of Panyu Middle School Huo Yingdong.There was a pair of golden glasses on the bridge of his nose, but he couldn't hide his sharp gaze at all. He watched Principal Yang coldly and asked, "How did you say hello to them?"

Principal Yang thought for a moment, then replied: "I just ask them to take care of our home team..."

"Stuffed money?" Huo Qigang asked grimly.

"No." Principal Yang shook his head firmly.

"Giving gifts to women?" Huo Qigang asked again.

"Neither." Huo Qigang asked quickly, and Principal Yang answered faster. He was open-minded, and naturally he couldn't grieve like a villain.

"Asshole!" Huo Qigang stood up abruptly, and sternly shouted: "What kind of thing do you dare to borrow our Huo family's name? I warn you, don't think that my grandfather is not a school manager. That's it! Yang Sizhang, deal with the trouble you have caused yourself! Don't expect the Huo Family to help you out!"

Abandoning these words, Huo Qigang left the box without a backlash. Although he was born in a noble background, he was interested in sports since he was a child, otherwise he would not marry the "diving queen" in a few years. I was expecting to be able to watch a wonderful game, but I didn't expect to be ruined by three rat shit. What about this game?If you don’t see, you’re cleaner, and if you don’t hear, it’s cleaner. It’s better to leave the province earlier and suffer the fish!

Principal Yang fixedly looked at Huo Qigang’s back, and a chill surged from head to toe. As the principal of Panyu Middle School, he couldn’t have known that the game was live broadcast nationwide. He could imagine the current TV with his toes. What did the audience in front of the plane criticize the three referees like?Maybe there will be a lot of people on the Internet tomorrow, right?Thinking of this, President Yang shook his head disheartenedly and sat on the floor...

In the arena, the rest area of ​​Shuiyun No.1 Middle School.

Xu Jianye, who had no expression on his face, didn't say a word. He wasn't a Jiang Lang, nor was he dumbed by someone. He just didn't know how to speak.The referee blatantly reached this point, how can this game be played?Can't fight anymore!

Xu Jianye gritted his teeth and made a painful and unwilling decision in his heart.

Strike!

It is a real strike. In that case, Shuiyun No. 1 High School will be sentenced to lose the game at 0:30. If the organizing committee does not add an additional penalty, then Shuiyun No. 1 High School still has a chance to achieve a comeback at home.But, does he really dare to bet?

Unbeknownst to Xu Jianye, his eyes swept across the faces of the players one by one, and then opened his mouth to tell the players his decision.

"Coach, I think this game can still be played." Since receiving two fouls early and taking a break, Yan Lingfeng has always covered his face with a towel, but before Xu Jianye spoke, he took the lead. He opened the towel and looked at Xu Jianye with a grinning smile.

Yan Lingfeng is a kid who loves to laugh. No matter how difficult his life is, he will never give up his right to laugh. He laughs when he is happy and laughs when he is depressed. When his anger reaches the extreme, he is still smiling, even though he is smiling very much. Weird and evil.

"Huh?" Xu Jianye looked at Yan Lingfeng incomprehensibly. He knew that Yan Lingfeng was never an aimless person, so he did not arbitrarily reject Yan Lingfeng's proposal, even though he had no hope of winning in his heart. Up.In a single quarter, the total number of fouls committed by Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School has exceeded double digits. Yan Lingfeng fouled twice, Sun Feiying fouled twice, Han Dengyun fouled twice plus one technical foul, and Gao Yang fouled one foul plus one technical foul. ...

As long as there is physical contact, the referee’s whistle will sound very timely, and the foul must be the player in Shuiyun No.1. This also causes the players in Shuiyun No. 1 to dare not make any moves at all. The walking corpse waited for the slaughter of the opponent.