Rebirth of Basketball Boy

Liu Xiaoyu’s face has become like the bottom of a pot. For him, this is a great shame. Even though he had thought of this possibility before he stepped forward, when the speculation became a fact, he still The same is unacceptable.

Looking up at Tian Guohua with hatred, Liu Xiaoyu clenched his steel teeth and clenched his fists.He doesn't hate the competitors around him, and he doesn't necessarily hate Yan Lingfeng, because in his mind, Yan Lingfeng is of course the final MVP, because he is the winner, which represents everything.But Tian Guohua, including the organizing committee of this competition, made him hate his teeth and hate him in his heart.If they are full and have nothing to do more than anything else, everything will be logical, so how can there be such a shameful scene?

Yan Lingfeng's face was as calm as water. He sympathized with Liu Xiaoyu and wanted to help him, but he was helpless.He can't let time go back, nor can he let the reporters who support him change to support Liu Xiaoyu, so he can only stand silently, not watching the excitement, but being watched by others as excitement.Liu Xiaoyu is embarrassed. As Liu Xiaoyu's opponent, how can he feel better?

Tian Guohua is a person who has seen big scenes. He walked to where he is today in the big wind and waves. It’s hard to say whether there is any qi in his stomach, but he is very good at adapting to the situation. Hehe he laughed and continued as if nothing had happened. Said: "Please, friends from journalists who support Yan Lingfeng's election as the most valuable player in this competition, stand behind Yan Lingfeng."

Before Tian Guohua's voice fell, he heard a "hula". The reporters who had been standing behind him swarmed toward Yan Lingfeng.People have blind obedience. Perhaps not all of them are basketball reporters, but this does not affect them from firmly casting their sacred vote for Yan Lingfeng.Didn't you see the reporters of the most authoritative basketball newspaper "Basketball Pioneer" and the reporters of the CCTV Sports Channel standing behind Yan Lingfeng?

There is no need to count votes at all. Tian Guohua is unwilling to let Liu Xiaoyu continue to embarrass him, so he clapped his hands quickly and said: "Okay, now I announce that the first China Sports Lottery Cup High School Men's Basketball Competition is the most valuable. The player is - from Shandong Province Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School, Yan Lingfeng!"

The NBA's MVP trophy is a golden man, the CBA's MVP trophy is a golden boot, and the CHBA's MVP award is still an honorary certificate with a production cost of no more than one yuan.Of course, honor is priceless, and blindly using material measures can be inferior.In fact, the organizing committee does not want to be so stingy, but there is no way that the sponsorship fee provided by the sponsor is not enough to drink a few bottles of Moutai, so it can still save the province. After all, hardship and simplicity are the fine traditional virtues of our country!

Yan Lingfeng received the certificate of honor from Tian Guohua**, hesitated, and bowed, although Tian Guohua’s last vote made everyone unhappy, but Yan Lingfeng is not a fool, he knows This is Tian Guohua indirectly creating momentum for him. With a foil, the brilliance can be brighter, but it is just self-defeating.Regardless of Tian Guohua's purpose, Yan Lingfeng is very grateful to him. After all, in these years, being famous does not mean that you have everything, but without being famous, you will definitely have nothing.

Tian Guohua was also very satisfied with Yan Lingfeng's performance and patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "Keep working hard, all of us are very optimistic about you!"

"Thank you Tian **." Yan Lingfeng smiled reluctantly, and then turned to leave. Someone once said that most politicians who are bullshit will have a smile that makes people feel like spring breeze, but Tian Guohua's smile only makes Yan Lingfeng smile. Feeling shivering.

"Finally, let us invite the champion of this competition, the men's basketball team of Shuiyun City No. 1 Middle School in Shandong Province, all members, come to the stage to receive the award!" Tian Guohua finally retired from the temporarily erected podium and said The secretary Nu Nu's mouth behind him.

The young secretary knew, and said loudly: "Let’s invite the Shuiyun No. 1 Basketball Team, coach Xu Jianye, team leader Wang Hanbo, Gong Jingjiao, team members Bi Xiangyang, Zhao Senming, Li Yi, Tian Baiwei, Sun Feiying, Xu Zhong, Wu Fengtao, Yan Lingfeng, Huang Wenyi, Han Dengyun, He Qing, Gao Yang, come on stage to accept the award!"

With smiles all over the face, the spring breeze coaches and players of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School took the stage one by one as the secretary called out their names one by one. Fu Zijun, who was not in the ranks of awards, was also forcibly pulled onto the stage by Yan Lingfeng and Sun Feiying.They used to be teammates, but they are brothers forever!Blessed and shared, brothers who are in trouble!

NBA championship members have rings, CBA championship members have gold medals, and CHBA championship members have only one copy-certificate of honor!But fortunately, the organizing committee also knows the importance and did not make do with the championship trophy. Although it is made of iron, the style is not bad, at least it won't make people think that it is just a piece of ruin taken out of the steel furnace.

Yan Lingfeng stood beside Xu Jianye, and then the two simultaneously raised the championship trophy, which symbolized honor.

At this moment, the ribbons are flying; at this moment, applause is thunderous; at this moment, many of them have tears in their eyes; at this moment, they are champions...

In Shuiyun No.1 Middle School and Class No.18 of Senior High School, the classroom is full of lights and festivities.

At Yan Lingfeng's house in a certain town in Shuiyun City, firecrackers blasted to kill chickens and sheep.

In the main stadium of Beijing Sport University, in the auditorium, a girl with a graceful figure and beautiful flowers, tears like rain...

The arena DJ gave up "WeAreTheChampions" in a timely manner. Since the release of this classic Queen's song, it has been loved by music fans and sports fans all over the world.

"Wearethechampions-myfriends

Andwe'llkeeponfighting

Tilltheend

Wearethechampions!

Wearethechampions!"

The blood spurting music made everyone hum unconsciously, including the Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School players who were standing on the podium.Only Yan Lingfeng didn't open her mouth, and looked forward thoughtfully. After a while, she suddenly grabbed Sun Feiying's neck and laughed, "Discuss something."

"What?" Yan Lingfeng knows Sun Feiying very well. Sun Feiying also knows Yan Lingfeng very well. He knows that Yan Lingfeng rarely asks for help. He knows that Yan Lingfeng smiles like this every time before asking for help.

Looking at Sun Feiying with a vigilant face, Yan Lingfeng could only touch the back of his head and smile dryly: "Go back and talk about it, go back and talk about it."

Sun Feiying glanced at Yan Lingfeng suspiciously. Although he still couldn't see what medicine he was selling in the gourd, he was already extra careful.

Immediately after getting off the podium, before leaving the arena, a well-mannered and pedantic middle-aged man approached them. He could not help but took Xu Jianye’s hand and introduced himself: “Hello Coach Xu, I’m Shuiyun City. The Beijing Office, my surname is Huang. You have earned such a great honor for Shuiyun City. Secretary Wang wants me to convey his gratitude and respect to you..."

"Secretary Wang? Which secretary?" Fu Zijun asked impolitely. He only knew that Shuiyun's secretary of the municipal party committee was surnamed Zhou, and he was extremely disgusted.

"Secretary Zhou has been transferred to the Party History Office of Yantai City two days ago." Sun Feiying stunned and said: "Secretary Wang was delegated from the Secretariat of the Provincial Party Committee."

Xu Jianye shook Director Huang's hand twice, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

Director Huang exchanged a few words with Xu Jianye, and suddenly the conversation turned around and asked Xu Jianye: "Which classmate is Yan Lingfeng? Secretary Wang specifically named his name and asked me to encourage him on his behalf. a bit."

"Don't look for it, Ling Feng is blocking people." Sun Feiying replied a little impatiently. Xu Jianye regarded Director Huang, who was a senior officer, as a person, but Sun Feiying didn't take him seriously.

"Blocking people? Blocking who?" Xu Jianye's expression changed awe-inspiringly.

"Oh, coach, there is a romantic relationship between the young couple. Don't worry about it." Sun Feiying deliberately yawned and said: "Coach, I'm sleepy."

"Sleepy?" Director Huang is the iron of the former Secretary Zhou. After Secretary Wang took office, he was also sent to the capital. Therefore, he naturally recognized the son of the powerful Vice Mayor Sun. I was happy, and immediately smiled complimentarily: "Coach Xu, I have already arranged the celebration banquet, and I would like to invite you to show your face."

Xu Jianye hesitated, but Sun Feiying was already lazily speaking, "Is there any wine?"

"How dare you call a banquet without wine?" Director Huang replied gently.

Xu Jianye glared at Sun Feiying, then smiled and nodded and replied, "How ashamed to let Director Huang spend the money?"

"Go, go, you are Shuiyun's heroes, you should, you should!" Director Huang invited Xu Jianye's hand.

"Okay." Xu Jianye nodded and agreed.Turning his head to Feiying Sun said: "You give Ling Feng a call, and let him come to us when he is finished!"

At the entrance of the auditorium, Yan Lingfeng's mouth was almost numb with laughter. Although he deliberately changed the team's training uniform, many spectators still recognized him.The one who was more enthusiastic, came up and hugged and signed, and at the worst, smiled and said hello to him and praised him.Yan Lingfeng is not an impolite child, but he is also a troublesome person. If this is the case, why does he ask for trouble?