Rebirth of Basketball Boy

Until the start of the second half of the game, the three referees had not yet negotiated a charter. The assistant referee surnamed Wang suggested that the "lean to one side" whistleblowing in the first half should be changed, and the players of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School should be properly taken care of on a fair and equitable basis. Injured heart, and the assistant referee surnamed Ma’s thoughts are exactly the opposite of his. He thinks that since he has embarked on this path, no matter what the result is, he can only go one way to the black, instead of changing the wind direction, both sides will not please. , It is better to completely inflict Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School into 18 hells. At least this will make Panyu Middle School be grateful to them, right?The two assistant referees only had the right to make suggestions but not the right to make decisions. The referee Zhu, who was in control of the decision, was in a dilemma. Huo Qigang's words were like a heavy hammer and knocked him down from the nine clouds. Hell.Needless to say anything, the referee knew that he was finished. Without the protection of Huo's family, he was like a baby sitting at the dining table and peeing. He had the ability to do bad things, but he had no ability to protect himself.Believe that the leaders of the Basketball Association and the organizing committee of the competition have already noticed them without using water and cloud to appeal.

He swallowed and saliva, but it was full of bitter taste. Referee Zhu moved with difficulty and left the lounge and walked into the arena. Referee Wang followed him and lowered his voice and asked like a thief: "Boss Zhu, how on earth do you blow you? Give me an idea!"

Referee Zhu took a deep breath, stomped his feet and gritted his teeth like angrily: "Niang Xipi, don't let Lao Tzu survive, and Lao Tzu won't let them make it! You both listened to me, how did you blow in the first half? Let me continue blowing like this in the second half! The barefoot ones are not afraid to wear shoes. We are done now. No matter how we blow now, we can only hold Huo’s thighs tightly. The old horse is right, the first mouse. Both ends will only make everyone hate, I hope Master Huo can help us in our hard work. Otherwise... alas!"

The referee sighed and sighed all the grievances in his heart. At this moment, he realized that being too smart is not a good thing. Now the situation is obvious. It was he who exaggerated President Yang's meaning, and he also thought it smartly. What the Huo family hopes to see is a big victory, a complete victory.

I knew in my heart, but referee Zhu couldn't disclose these words to the two assistant referees. If the hearts of the people were lost, the team would be difficult to carry.

At the beginning of the second half of the game, Yan Lingfeng sighed slightly as he watched the 21:48 score on the sideboard scoreboard and took the ball from Wu Fengtao and smiled: "Angel, do you regret it now? ?"

Wu Fengtao was stunned for a moment, and after a puzzling glance at Yan Lingfeng, he quickly figured it out, and immediately shook his head firmly, "I have never regretted it before, now or in the future!"

"That's fine." Yan Lingfeng was still smiling, "Otherwise I would be very self-blaming."

Wu Fengtao stepped forward and patted Yan Lingfeng's shoulder vigorously. He didn't say anything, because action is the best language. He has already expressed his attitude with his actions and said, "No brothers, no "Basketball" is superfluous.

Yan Lingfeng slowly dribbled the ball to the frontcourt, facing Chen Jianghua’s imperfect defense, a step away from the three-point line and repeated the same tricks, pulling up is a very simple shot, even though he was from the referee Judging from the look in his eyes, they might be merciful, but he did not dare to bet, because God knew if they deliberately pretended to be so guilty to attract him to the bait.

With a "swipe" sound, Yan Lingfeng's hand seemed to be equipped with GPS positioning as accurate as possible, with no false shots, and another hollow three-pointer.

With "two" on the left hand and "four" on the right hand, Yan Lingfeng raised his hands. This was his 24th point in the game, one step closer to the 39-point goal.The ball was scored, but the scoreboard on the sidelines did not change. It was not because the technicians deliberately ignored Yan Lingfeng's goal, but because the referee made an invalid gesture toward the technical table.

Invalid goal?Yan Lingfeng felt that his body was about to explode. He endured the foul play, and he also endured the inexplicable violation, but this time, he didn't want to endure it anymore.The forbearance of lying and tasting the courage is to paralyze the opponent, but forbearance or forbearance, the coward who endures to death is the coward.Yan Lingfeng is not a coward, never has been, so he jumped to the referee's side at once, soberly suppressed the anger in his heart, spread out his hands and widened his eyes and asked angrily: "Your damn glaucoma or presbyopia Ah? Why do you call me a violation? When did I violate the law? You blow so, are you afraid that you will have a son without anal eyes and a daughter without an MM?"

On the court, the referees who control the power of life and death can be said to have a lot of words. The game supervisor will not interfere with the referee's whistleblowing most of the time, because under normal circumstances they are often a group of raccoons, eating and drinking at a table, and a pool. How can Xiao Qiang be troubled if you are all frankly and face each other in a bath and massage?

No one has ever dared to be so presumptuous in front of him!In the first half of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School, the young wife generally endured all the grievances, which also contributed to the referee's arrogance to a large extent. Yan Lingfeng's saliva sprayed on his face, and the referee had not only lost his eyes. The guilt that flashed by was an incomparable fire.On the basketball court, the referee is the heaven, the referee is the god, and the referee carries an invisible dog's head on his shoulders. All players who dare to offend the authority of the referee must become the dead souls!

Without speaking, without explaining, the referee's hand is a gesture of expulsion.

"I'm gracious to you, uncle!" The referee's gesture was like adding fuel to the fire, completely igniting the raging anger in Yan Lingfeng's heart. The left hand that had already been clenched into a fist was involuntarily smashed with a fist.

Referee Zhu's nose is a bit big, and the directivity of the target is more obvious. Yan Lingfeng hit the referee's nose with a punch. The referee's face suddenly burst into blood and tears, the red is blood, the white is tears, plus a black The yellow eyedrops are embellished, and it looks very beautiful like opening a fuel shop.

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"Bastard!" Mr. ** has been sitting patiently until now, and finally can no longer control his anger. People who stand in his position are often experienced thousands of tempers, and the joy and anger that have already been practiced cannot be seen. Lulu, leisurely watching the clouds in front of the court.But this time, Mr. ** has lost his temper. Like all the old fans who worry about Chinese football, they have all their beards and hairs, and they want to get into the TV and come to the scene to get a kick, whether it is a kick or a kick. At the ball, you can vent your anger, right?

The old fans scolded the players, but Mr. ** scolded the referees, "These jerks, Chinese basketball were destroyed by them! Xiao Zhou, immediately called Director Liu and told him my opinion. The referees must not be merciful when dealing with them! Their conscience has been completely broken, and education has no effect on them."

Secretary Zhou nodded, and after hesitating for a while, he asked: "Chief, that number 11..."

"What happened to the 11th?" **'s eyes widened, "Can a young man with no temper be called a young man? Tell Minister Liu and say that I like the 11th."

"Okay Chief, I'll notify Director Liu." Secretary Zhou bowed, and was about to leave the room to call, but ** waved: "Just fight in the house!"

Secretary Zhou naturally took the order and took out his mobile phone in front of the police, found the head of the General Administration of Sports Liu Qiang, and called.After the phone rang twice, it was answered quickly. The person who answered the phone was naturally not Director Liu himself. If the leader had to answer the phone, what would the secretary do?

"Hello, Director Zhou, this is Director Liu’s secretary Xiao Zeng." On the phone, Secretary Xiao Zeng said respectfully. Although both of them are secretaries, the status of the service leader also determines their status. Even Secretary Xiao Zeng, who has a status in front of the leaders of the provincial sports bureaus, has a very low attitude towards the secretary last week.

"Secretary Zeng, I have a few words to tell Director Liu, is it convenient for Director Liu to answer the phone now?" Secretary Zhou did not express himself with a high-pitched tone, a kind tone, and a kind attitude because of Secretary Xiao Zeng's humility.

Soon, the person on the phone was changed to Director Liu Qiang, with a slight hometown accent in his voice, but he was also very kind. After all, the seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister, not to mention that Secretary Zhou is a practical deputy ministerial high-ranking official. Only half a level shorter than him, of course he is not qualified to be big.

"Director Zhou, I heard from Xiao Zeng that the leaders have instructions?" Liu Qiang asked with a smile. The State Council is the top leader of the General Administration of Sports. For him, if he has instructions, it is basically the highest instruction.

"Director Liu, the ** watched a basketball game during their busy schedule, but the process of the game created a great atmosphere for **. I don’t know what Director Liu intends to do with this matter?" Secretary Zhou did not exaggerate, ** Yes Really angry.

"Oh?" Director Liu Qiang suddenly felt cold all over his body, **no trivial matter, **concerning things that he, the director of the General Administration of Sports, would not pay attention to it, so he lowered his voice and asked: "Director Zhou, Can it be easy to reveal which game ** are watching?"

"If Director Liu has a TV with him, just look at the Central Five Sets and you will understand." Secretary Zhou hesitated for a moment, and conveyed the original words of the ** without fail. "** said that the three referees have already It’s not suitable to continue to enforce the basketball game. The No. 11 player in a yellow uniform** likes it very much."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Qiang didn’t care about turning on the TV, so he issued a few commands one after another. Secretary Zhou’s prompts were already obvious. Director Liu, who is so smart, didn’t need to watch TV to know what to do. .

Back on the playing field, Yan Lingfeng was still at a loss after a punch, so before the others could react, he threw a series of punches. How can a referee with a small body and a physique be able to withstand such a blow?Maybe he couldn't hold on anymore, maybe at this moment he remembered the allusion of "bitterness", closed his eyes and tilted his head and simply passed out.

Yan Lingfeng was not interested in continuing to attack a person who had lost consciousness, sneered, clapped his hands and walked towards the dressing room without looking back.

Poor mountains and bad waters bring forth troublesome people. Although water and clouds are not a remote country, they are surrounded by mountains and rivers. Since ancient times, the people have been sturdy and there are many ringing horses.Yan Lingfeng urged Sun Feiying to calm down, but he didn't expect that he would embark on this path instead.

This is a road of no return, Yan Lingfeng knows very well that for him, this national competition is now over!