Rebirth of Basketball Boy

p>There is no impermeable wall in the world, especially in the officialdom. There is very little news that can avoid the eyes and ears of the officials. Director Shang hurriedly came and went yesterday, but after returning, he passed his own The channel received a message that the opponent of Panyu Middle School, that is, one of the players in the Shuiyun First Middle School is a very important person.According to the picture, it is not difficult for Director Shang to find that this No. 11 is named Yan Lingfeng. He is the MVP of the Shandong high school basketball game. He also made crazy 8 three-pointers in this game that has been declared invalid. Of course , This counts the one blown out by the referee.

Hearing the conversation at the door, Yan Lingfeng hurriedly put on his pants and walked out of the bed. She didn’t care about washing up, and greeted him unkempt. In this way, the image might not be so elegant, but let him be bold enough to him. He didn't dare to give way to the high-powered Director Shang to wait for a long time.Although it is said that county officials are not as good as the current officials, and Chief Shang can't control him no matter how old he is, Yan Lingfeng still dare not trust him. He has a deep understanding of the energy of these officials.The county magistrate who broke the family, the Fuyin who destroyed the door, in the current domestic environment, a small village party secretary has great powers, not to mention the director-general cadre of Shang.

Although he lived for ten more years, Yan Lingfeng was still not good at dealing with leaders. Although his attitude was very good, he rubbed his hands and stood in front of Director Shang for a while but didn't know what to say.

"This one must be a young and promising student Yan Lingfeng, right?" Yan Lingfeng was a little at a loss, but Director Shang was not afraid of life. Hehe smiled and patted Yan Lingfeng on the shoulder and said: "I want to Your review, it’s our failure to do a good job that made you feel wronged."

Yan Lingfeng hurriedly waved his hand and said "Don't dare", joking, if he accepts Director Shang's apology frankly, God knows if he can survive on this soil in China.

"Student Lingfeng, don't you ask us to go in and sit for a while?" Director Shang looked very enthusiastic and asked Yan Lingfeng kindly.

One word can live, one word can die, promises these days are bullshit, and a word of a big man is worth a thousand dollars.If there is no ** phrase "I like this young man", how can Director Shang be as good as an ordinary high school student?Regardless of whether people in the officialdom do things or speak, they will not return without a target. Director Shang's ability to lower his status is obviously also for his purpose.

Yan Lingfeng quickly reached out to invite, no matter how he didn't wait to see the potbellied director in his heart, but on the surface, he had to make a warm welcome posture.

Director Shang is the Director of the General Administration of Sports of Guangdong Province. Yan Lingfeng and others are engaged in sports, but in fact they don’t have much common language, but fortunately, Director Shang has long sleeves and is good at dancing, so half an hour of condolences There is no cold spot either.

The time arrangements of the big shots are accurate to the minute. When half an hour is up, Director Shang rises up with a smile at the secretary’s prompt, and then grabs Yan Lingfeng’s hand and said: "Ling Feng Classmate, I still have something to do. Again, as long as you are willing to come, the Guangdong Men’s Basketball Team will always have your place!"

"Thank you for Uncle Shang's respect. Hongyuan team is also a team I really like and yearn for, but I am still young and want to learn a little more knowledge in school." Yan Lingfeng is not a familiar one, if It's not that Director Shang has always emphasized, and he won't ask to shout "Uncle Shang".

"Okay, I know that learning is a good thing. The athletes of our country have been criticized for their low cultural quality. From your body, I can see the style of our new generation of Chinese athletes! This is a good thing, and I fully support it. But you, Ling Feng But remember, when you are ready to play professional basketball in the future, don’t forget to contact me!” Director Shang did not forget to contact Yan Lingfeng before he left. Regardless of the future, we know that it will be a smooth road.He, the director of the General Administration of Sports of Guangdong Province, always makes his due contribution to the sports industry in Guangdong, right?

Having sent Director Shang and his party to the hotel downstairs, got on the Audi A4L and left, Yan Lingfeng and Xu Jianye looked at each other and smiled, and the tacit understanding was silent.With the close attention of Director Shang, when he wants to come to the rematch, even if Panyu Middle School's home qualification is retained, the referees should converge a lot.

What Yan Lingfeng didn't know was that there was such a comment in the "Sports Weekly" published today. It came from Yang Yi, the editor-in-chief of basketball, and the title of the article was "The referee of Shuiyun No. Are you ready?", the article mentioned yesterday's Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School match, and the Shandong Province high school students basketball finals that went back a few months ago. The two matches have one thing in common, that is, there is no referee in both matches. Persevering until the end of the game, it was Sun Feiying before, and now it is Yan Lingfeng. The two people and even the whole team of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School are like the Liangshan heroes of the past. If they don’t agree, they draw their fists and face each other. The referees were all taken to the hospital by them.If you have the courage to collect black money and blow the black whistle, you must prepare to be admitted to the hospital. Of course, this is limited to the Shuiyun No.

As soon as this article came out, it was tantamount to pushing Shuiyun Yizhong to the forefront. "Sports Weekly" is the sports newspaper with the largest circulation in China. It has great influence. Many sports fans who didn't even know CHBA before put Shuiyun I remembered the name of Yizhong in my mind, remembering two teenagers who dared to punch the referee.

At this moment, Yan Lingfeng and Sun Feiying naturally didn’t know that they had become the representatives of the "post-85 violent teenagers." They watched Director Shang’s special car go away until they disappeared. Sun Feiying stretched out lazily. , "Coach, why did they come so early?"

"Morning?" Xu Jianye stared at Sun Feiying and pointed to the sun in the sky, "It's already past nine o'clock, is it early?"

Sun Feiying took a look at her phone in disbelief, and then stuck out her tongue with a guilty conscience. She didn't dare to speak anymore. It was Xu Jianye who squeezed them too hard. Usually, it was less than six o'clock on weekdays to learn how to squeeze chickens. The heart softened once, but they didn't expect the sun to hit their bottoms and they still hadn't gotten up.

"Don't stand stupid here, go back to eat." Xu Jianye didn't intend to pursue it any more, waved his hand and walked back to the hotel with two lovers.

Near noon, Xu Jianye received a notice from the organizing committee. In order not to affect the players’ normal class, the rematch was scheduled to take place this afternoon. Although it was a bit hasty, but fortunately, Xu Jianye had already thought of this possibility, so he did not. I didn’t panic, and now the two teams have done a real fight with each other, and have a certain understanding of each other, so after lunch, Xu Jianye took the players directly to Panyu. Middle school.

Yesterday they arrived in a hurry less than an hour before the start of the game. They went into the battle before they were familiar with the venue. Today's time is abundant, so Xu Jianye decided to lead the players to the scene early to adapt.After all, without the interference of objective factors, Xu Jianye still holds great hope for winning this game.

In the afternoon of the weekend, the campus of Panyu Middle School is quiet. Whether it is a student or a day student, most of them are reluctant to stay in school at this time. Whether it is going home to reunite with their parents or going out to relax, it is more than purgatory. The campus is more attractive.

Before Xu Jianye came, he had contacted the leaders of Panyu Middle School and got their approval. So when the Shuiyun No. 1 High School basketball team came to the basketball hall, the gate of the hall was not locked, but opened as if it were welcome The arrival of the enemy is the same.

Walking through the long passage, quietly in the huge arena, only the sound of a basketball rubbing the floor came from, Yan Lingfeng's eyes lit up, and a strange smile appeared at the corners of the mouth of that familiar figure.

Chen Jianghua, who was practicing the dribble, felt someone behind him, turned around and the light in his eyes flashed by, and he hesitated for a while or embraced the ball.

Yan Lingfeng stood out from the crowd, and looked at Chen Jianghua, who was dripping sweat from her long hair with a smile, and said with a smile: "You really work hard! I don't know how to take a break during the big weekend."

Chen Jianghua also laughed, "Otherwise, how could you lose the panties as well?"

"Come here?" Yan Lingfeng rubbed his wrists and said with a calm expression.

"I am willing to accompany you." Chen Jianghua was not afraid, turning the basketball with his fingertips, and pointed in the direction of the locker room, "I'll change your clothes in five minutes."

"No need." Yan Lingfeng said with a smile: "For you, long clothes and trousers are not a problem."

An angry expression flashed past, and Chen Jianghua smiled again, smiling happily, "You are, looking for death?"

"Five balls in one game, three games in two wins." Yan Lingfeng unceremoniously stepped forward and grabbed the basketball on Chen Jianghua's fingertips, and then dribbled the ball towards the basketball hoop.

Chen Jianghua stared at Yan Lingfeng's back, his eyes exuding a thick murderous intent.

One-on-one bullfighting is the favorite game played by basketball teenagers. Chen Jianghua and Yan Lingfeng are both veteran players among them, so there is no need to clarify the rules specifically, and the two of them set a posture.

"You first, me first?" Yan Lingfeng turned to ask, holding the basketball tightly in his hands, fearing that Chen Jianghua would snatch it away.

"It's up to you, I'll be the first." Chen Jianghua replied unquestionably. It is very important for players of their level to compete for the first. In addition, Chen Jianghua is not a person who likes to be modest, so Reaching out is about to grab the ball from Yan Lingfeng's arms.

"It turns out that it's a guest. Is there any reason for the guest to defend first? Or me?" Yan Lingfeng naturally didn't dare to be big. Chen Jianghua was born in streetball, and his one-on-one bullfighting level can be imagined. Knowing is certainly not too bad.

Chen Jianghua fixedly looked at Yan Lingfeng, with a mocking look in his eyes, "You have the courage to play with me in long trousers, don't you have the courage to let me attack first?"

"It's a pity, I don't like being a little sufferer." Yan Lingfeng threw out a word that Chen Jianghua didn't understand very well, and then stood five steps away from Chen Jianghua, holding the basketball in his hand and said with a smile: "The ball is now It’s in my hands, so let me attack!"

Chen Jianghua hesitated, took a deep look at Yan Lingfeng, and then slowly nodded, "I will let you understand that in the face of absolute strength, no amount of tricks is useless!"

"Come on, then!" After Yan Lingfeng finished speaking, the aura of the whole person has also changed a lot, like a divine bow full of strings, ready to go.

Not to be outdone, Chen Jianghua squatted slightly, opened his hands, his eyes were like electricity, like an indestructible shield.