Chapter 27

After the course, Cheng Yan was not let go as he wished. He begged the old class for a day in the office, but to no avail.

Seeing that the time was about to come, Cheng Yan's words were all ready, and as soon as the head teacher came in, he became soft and hard.

"I beg you, teacher, it's almost time, I promised them to grab the venue," Cheng Yan said, "I promise not to fight in the future, and I will report to you as soon as something goes wrong. If I break my promise, I'll…”

"I'm not interested in knowing how you are," Lao Ban sat back in his office chair, picked up the tea on the side, and took a sip, "I knew that if I didn't teach you enough lessons today, you won't have a long memory."

"Then teach me a lesson tomorrow... Oh, no, next Wednesday, next Wednesday, teacher, the game is just around the corner, you know, I don't have any hobbies, so you won't let me jump on the one you can do well, The key point is that you have nothing to do with this level, but I have promised others, it is not good to break my promise, and, if I don't play well in the game on Tuesday, then I may really disapprove of you."

"There are a lot of people who don't obey me," Lao Ban said, "Who do you and Zhang Zihao agree with me? I'm afraid that you will hold grudges? We teachers don't know what you say in private, I'm still afraid. Do you hold grudges?"

It's not easy to be soft and hard, and Cheng Yan still doesn't give up. Sometimes the persistence comes up, and the old class obeys him, "Then what do you think, teacher? Why do you let me go? I will listen carefully in math class in the future. , is it alright if you don't talk? I'll try my best to ensure that I don't hold back and hand in my homework in time, do you think that?"

"Isn't this what it should be?" The head teacher, who was not persuaded by brainwashing, retorted: "As a student, shouldn't you listen carefully to the class? Is this a condition for you to exchange with me?"

This is not lethal, because Cheng Yan is not a hindrance in the first place. His performance is not among the best, but he is not at the bottom. Usually, an extraordinary performance can even contribute to the average score, and the old class is not the same.

Just when Cheng Yan was thinking about what else he could bet on, there was a knock on the door of the office. It was Gao Ming. Cheng Yan thought he was punished into the office, but Gao Ming stood at the door and said, "Mr. Liu, I'm looking for you. ."

Liu Zhibin raised his head to let him in.

Before Gao Ming came in, he stood at the door and said, "That's it, there is something going on with the school team, so we need to find Cheng Yan."

"School team?" The head teacher was surprised, so was Cheng Yan, and the other teachers in the office all looked at Gao Ming.

Gao Ming said: "Yes, what the people above said, I don't know what to do, it should be related to the trials."

The old class looked up at Cheng Yan who was in the accident, and he could only read the same dazed expression on his face. Cheng Yan himself did not expect the school team to have anything to do with him.

"Call him by name?" Lao Ban asked.

"No, there are still a few people, and I'm the one in charge of the message." Gao Ming was from the next class, and he didn't get along with Cheng Yan. The old class didn't see that the two were in frequent contact, so he chose to believe in Gao Ming and agreed to let Cheng Yan go. After leaving, Cheng Yan followed Gao Ming in confusion.

In the corridor outside, before Cheng Yan opened his mouth, Gao Ming explained to him, "Are you trapped?"

Cheng Yan answered truthfully, "Old class won't let anyone go."

He and Gao Ming are not on good terms, and they are talking about serious things. The only connection is that they both play basketball and are common opponents, which makes them not feel too strange.

"No wonder," Gao Ming sighed mysteriously, "Tell me to come to the office to find you."

"Who asked you to find me?"

"Deputy team," Gao Ming said, "he told me to let me see if you came out and call you out if necessary. It's better not to wait until after school, saying that you will be impatient if you know... Do you know the deputy team?"

It turned out to be Song Yu, and Cheng Yan should have thought that there is no one else in the school team related to him except Song Yu.

He touched his head and said, "Ah, I just met."

In order to cause unnecessary misunderstanding, he prevaricates so much about their old friendship.

Gao Ming said: "I didn't see it at all. When I told you about this last time, I thought you two knew each other very early."

"Last time?"

"I didn't find you about the advance of the game? Let Yu Kexin tell you." Gao Ming said.

When it comes to Yu Kexin, Cheng Yan's head hurts. He knows the reason why Gao Ming asked Yu Kexin, but he doesn't want to admit it.

"I've talked about it and I'm still not familiar with it?" Gao Ming smiled and said, "Why is it different from the one I know, you are quite shy."

"Me and her..." Cheng Yan couldn't explain it clearly. Every time he met this girl, Cheng Yan felt that the mouth was just a decoration. It was great. He had even thought it was futile to explain this rumor.

Seeing that his reaction was not very good, Gao Ming thought he was embarrassed to admit it, and said, "Okay, I won't tell your head teacher, what's the embarrassment? I'll bring it to you, let's go."

"Well, thank you." Cheng Yan said.

After Gao Ming left, Cheng Yan no longer struggled with his relationship with Yu Kexin. He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Qu Tao, saying that he was going to grab the stadium, and he would come down and tell him later.

After contacting a few people, Cheng Yan ran to the stadium.

Liang Qi rides his motorcycle around all day, and it is very eye-catching when walking on the street, but he likes motorcycles. It's lingering in ears, don't know what other people think, those who are used to listening still can't change the problem of complaining.

"Should your car be repaired? The louder your voice, and the uncle at my door will be sent away." Han Chengyu was sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette. The choking smell of smoke lingered in the house. Thank you behind closed doors, otherwise Han Chengyu will never allow such a big smell of smoke to drift.

Four or five people are smoking, can you not choke?

Liang Qi hung the key on her finger, swung it around, glanced at the people in the room, and said, "I'm alive and well, I've seen it, the uncle at your door is tough, I'm afraid he's over a hundred years old. "

Fu Qing smiled: "But seriously, your exhaust pipe is really broken, why do I feel that the sound is more thunderous than before."

"I don't know, I'll check it out when I have time."

"I think you don't have to check it," Han Chengyu said with a bad idea, "Just pull it and sell it. The used car is still worth a little bit, so use the money to get a new one."

"Boss," Sanhu couldn't listen anymore, "You really don't understand, second-hand cars are the worst, just sell them directly to retail companies as I said, let them disassemble what they can, and sell some parts. A good price is more valuable than selling it directly, and selling it directly only depends on how new you are."

Fu Qing interjected and said, "Oh, right, isn't this really sensible?"

The arguing people looked at Song Yu in unison. Song Yu supported his head, turned his body on his side, sat on a high stool, with his legs crossed and a book spread on his knees. It was related to the hairdressing industry. He read it. It's neither relish nor boring, it's just used to pass the time. When the topic came to him, he didn't take his mind off the book at all, and said slowly, "Used cars and parts are not worth anything. As soon as you buy a car, it will immediately depreciate in value, it doesn’t matter how new it is, if you insist, it’s better to sell it as a second-hand one.”

Sanhu pursed his lips and listened.

Song Yu raised his head and looked at the steady locomotive outside the glass door, "You don't have to think about which one, but if you really want to change it, I can show you a way."

Liang Qi replied, "What is it?"

Song Yudao: "I have a friend who is in this business. He can give you an estimate. If it is really worth it, he will give you a relatively satisfactory price."

Liang Qi frowned hesitantly.

Han Chengyu said: "Okay, don't think about it, Lao Song's friends are much more reliable than your fooling around."

Liang Qi said: "I'm just wondering if I really need to change, after all, I have feelings." He looked back at the motorcycle.

Fu Qing dismantled him and said: "Blind, you just can't bear money, and you still have feelings."

"You are talking nonsense," Liang Qi stopped pretending to be affectionate, "Am I the one who can give out hundreds of thousands of people just like that?"

"Then how much is your car? The starting price." Pay Qing asked.

"More than 20,000, and I was scolded by my dad for that."

"It's a small meal." Han Chengyu made up for it.

Sanhu sighed and looked at Song Yu, "Don't Master Song also have one? That's cool, the black and red one."

"I'm going, can I compare with him?" Liang Qi said, "With hundreds of thousands of people, I can't even buy a leg from him."

Song Yu raised his hand and stopped, "To clarify, it's not mine, it's my cousin's, I really can't afford these things, don't blow me."

"Fucking that car is really awesome. If you go on the road, you will turn your head back." Sanhu sighed.

"It's not just beauties, isn't it?" Han Chengyu stood up and clapped his hands, "Enough talking? Children should be in a hurry, let's go."

Song Yu closed the book and stepped off the high stool. The high stool seemed to him to be no different from an ordinary chair, and his legs were still on the ground.

A group of people went out to close the door, Han Chengyu asked the uncle at the door, the uncle's ears were not good, Han Chengyu raised the decibel and said again, the uncle raised his hand to let them play, a group of people walking together is too oppressive and attractive , the boys and girls on the street looked back one after another.

It was the breath of restless youth.

"nice shot!"

After the basketball was caught, there was a burst of applause from behind, all from one person, Zhang Zihao clapped his hands, and couldn't hide his excitement. This was the smoothest game they had played in so long.

Cheng Yan smiled and said, "You didn't step back, did you?"

Zhang Zihao said excitedly, "I haven't retreated, I haven't retreated, I'll catch up with Song Yu in two years!"

Although it was a joke, Cheng Yan couldn't help being coaxed into joy.

With a sassy figure running around on the court, there has never been a more tacit understanding than the current cooperation. Cheng Yan also found it strange, because the game was coming, and the whole sense of tacit understanding came?

"Come on, Cheng Yan, this way!" Zhang Teng asked for the ball, Cheng Yan looked at his position, it was empty and no one was defending him, Cheng Yan passed it decisively, Zhang Teng's jumping ability was good, so was his opponent's defense It was late, and Zhang Teng made a smooth layup.

"Damn it!" Zhou Hui's catchphrase came out. Although they were not as good as the second class next door, they were on a par with Cheng Yan's class. What happened today, they were completely abused.

Fortunately, this is not an official tryout, otherwise it would be a shame.

"Cheng Yan, didn't you secretly practice you?" Zhou Hui pointed to the target, "I see that your voluptuous hand feels better and better all day long."

Cheng Yan said, "I'm also surprised."

Sometimes the hand feels good, and the three-point shot that is not good can be stabilized. Today's hand feels quite good, but Cheng Yan hopes that this hand can stay in the upcoming trials.

"Master Kong, here!" Zhou Hui asked for the ball but didn't want it, Kang Wei didn't choose to give it to him, he passed the ball according to his own feeling, Zhou Hui's position was not good, he was surrounded by Qu Tao and Zhang Teng, he passed it to others, everything It went well, but when he was laying up, he was intercepted by Cheng Yan, who appeared out of nowhere.

"It's well covered! It's beautiful!" Zhang Zihao's voice rang out.

Kang Wei said with a dirty face: "Mom Cheng Yan is hanging today."

Zhou Hui said, "I told you to pass it on to me. He's so fast that he can definitely cover it. It's not like you don't know."

"How do I know he can cover the ball?" Of course, Kang Wei knew what Cheng Yan was most beautiful about, which was the way he blocked the ball. He was amazing. , The only thing that can be seen is the speed and jumping ability, so layups and blocks are his forte, but sometimes the play is too much.

If it weren't for the fact that he knew Cheng Yan, Kang Wei would have doubted whether he had supernatural abilities.

"Don't fight, don't fight," Kang Wei waved his hand with a look of disgust, "Go and fight with the second class, we can't be your opponent."

"Don't," Cheng Yan was in a hurry, and his hand was at his peak. He couldn't hear this, and he grabbed Kang Wei's arm when he came up, "Brother, one more round, just one round."

Kang Wei didn't listen to Cheng Yan calling his brother, but he was not Zhao Yibai, Cheng Yan was the one who would accompany him to do it, Kang Wei said, "I'm not going to lie to you, I have something to do when I go home. , two sets, take a shower and sleep and practice tomorrow."

"You don't want to be on the school team?"

"Think," Kang Wei carried his clothes and draped them over his body, "but it's no use cramming. We know where our level is, and can we see the fortunes."

The huge school couldn't find anyone to play with. It wasn't because they were too indifferent and didn't make progress, but Cheng Yan was too enthusiastic. Since he knew the game was ahead of schedule, it was like a chicken blood. Kang Wei and others were long overdue. drained.

Zhou Hui came over and said to Cheng Yan, whose Xingtou had been destroyed by more than half, "Didn't you have an affair with Song Yu?"

Cheng Yan's ears moved: "You only have adultery."

Zhou Hui said frankly: "We don't know when you hooked up with someone, what is not adultery?"

"Why did I hook up with him? Why didn't you say he hooked up with me?"

"You fart," Zhou Hui said in a rude manner: "People are so big to hook up with you? What's the matter with your ass inlaid with gold?"

"You..." Cheng Yan smashed someone with the ball, Zhou Hui blocked it, Cheng Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Fuck."

Zhou Hui smiled, came over, and poked Cheng Yan with his elbow, "Seriously, since you've hooked up with someone, don't waste your resources, learn from him, once a person has a career, he can do just two tricks as well as you. Are we more useful?"

"Why am I looking for him all of a sudden? It's so embarrassing." Cheng Yan turned around and didn't want to listen, but he thought about it.

It's not that he has never fought with Song Yu. It is because he is often together that he is embarrassed to say this. He used to get advice from Song Yu, and Song Yu also understands him. Pointing to the point, but now... isn't the situation different?

Cheng Yan didn't think about this suggestion by Zhou Hui, but it was because he thought about it countless times, so he felt guilty when he was told, as if he was caught by Song Yu that day. .

"I didn't say anything, I just made a suggestion. What's your reaction?" I can't tell what Cheng Yan's reaction is, why does he seem shy? Zhou Hui shook his head, he must have read it wrong, can he see shyness from this cheeky body?

Cheng Yan knew that he had gone too far, so he turned around and left: "If you don't fight, you won't fight, and I don't want to play anymore. I'm going home, and I'm gone."

This enthusiasm died in an instant, Cheng Yan walked towards the school gate with his clothes in his hand, Zhou Hui touched his mouth, thinking about what he said?

Cheng Yan walked out of the school gate and sighed silently. Is his reaction so obvious? Although did think about it... can find Song Yu...

Tsk, what, what else is he thinking about? He let go of all his words. If he didn't look for it, he wouldn't look for it. If it was broken, it would be broken. People wouldn't talk about what happened that night. People wouldn't remember what happened to the villain. ah?

Even if Zhao Yibai didn't laugh at him, he would despise himself.

Why do you want to find Song Yu when something goes wrong? Tang Jiale was right, Song Yu was not his father, he couldn't rely on others like that.

The prospect didn't last long when his cell phone rang.

Song Ye [Have you come out? ];

Cheng Yan looked at the phone, lowered his head, and his inspirational mood completely collapsed. I'm sorry...he really wants this dad.