Chapter 53

Free team formation, with Zhou Xikuo, Cheng Yan quickly found his own organization, and the five people knew each other. Anyway, they remembered their names, but they couldn't match their faces. Except for Zhou Xikuo, the rest of Cheng Yan forgot all, no His memory is not good, everyone is similar, it is difficult to remember a stranger by words alone, or there are no characteristics.

Cheng Yan was remembered at once, and he was the protagonist of the scandal with Song Yu, and he was so handsome that people called out his name.

"Ah...it's me." Cheng Yan said embarrassedly.

"What do you really have to do with the deputy team?" The teammates who formed the temporary team inquired. Everyone knows this matter. It's better if you don't see anyone. Now that the protagonist is here, they can ask if they can.

Cheng Yan didn't answer, his teammates looked at Song Yu, hugged his arms and said, "If it's true, you are really awesome, and the deputy team looks scared to death, I dare not talk to him."

"It's okay." Cheng Yan scratched the back of his head.

Zhou Xikuo hugged his arms, and the five people in the temporary team sat on the floor waiting for the game to start. Zhou Xikuo and Cheng Yan stood, and Zhou Xikuo asked, "You and the vice team...really?"

Cheng Yan frowned, not wanting to talk at all: "Don't ask me this question."

He's been hearing calluses lately.

Zhou Xikuo: "Amazing."

Cheng Yan really wanted to punch him, stood aside and said, "You were on the bus that day, did you want to hit me?"

Zhou Xikuo: "Why did you say this?"

Cheng Yan: "Then you look at me fiercely? And you said you've been following me for a long time, don't you want to hit me?"

Zhou Xikuo laughed and really admired his brain circuit, "First, you stared at my sister, making me think you are conspiring to do something wrong, second, I found out that you are in the same school as me, so paying attention to you is inevitable, third, your performance in the trials Yes, from guarding against you to wanting to make friends with you, I never wanted to hit you."

"Wait a minute," Cheng Yan found out, "Your sister? You mean... the girl who ate an ice cream with you on the bus?"

"She's my sister, you stare straight at her, can I not be on guard against you?"

"No, I didn't stare at her directly, I looked at her because..." Cheng Yan slid his Adam's apple, "I thought you were a couple."

Zhou Xikuo said speechlessly: "It's not a boy and a girl standing together or a pair."

"But you guys seem to be okay," Cheng Yan said with reason: "Eat an ice cream."

"You don't think it's dirty if you drink the same bottle of water with your friends, but you think your sister is dirty?"

"I don't have a sister," Cheng Yan said. "Besides, you are all so old, and you still eat the same one... I must have misunderstood."

Zhou Xikuo corrected: "My sister is only fifteen years old."

Cheng Yan waved his hand, it was a misunderstanding anyway, he said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't know."

Zhou Xikuo grabbed his wrist and threatened in public: "Keep your eyes sharp in the future."

Cheng Yan felt very embarrassed. He never thought that it would be a brother and sister. He was wearing a mask at the time, and he couldn't tell the difference...

After the misunderstanding was clarified, five minutes had passed and the game started.

The other two groups went up first, surrounded by the seniors of the school team, sitting on the side, applauding and booing, acting as a spectator. Cheng Yan and Zhou Xikuo also sat on the sidelines and watched the two groups compete.

"Yo, your opponent." Zhou Xikuo squatted beside him, raised his chin to signal someone, Cheng Yan looked over, it was Ding Pu, he had found him just now.

"Well." Cheng Yan said.

Zhou Xikuo asked, "Do you hate him?"

Cheng Yan turned his head: "Hate?"

Zhou Xikuo patted Cheng Yan's knee: "Okay, forget the pain? They play dirty, and anyone with a discerning eye can see it."

It seems that Zhou Xikuo observed quite carefully, he knew that he was injured, and remembered that Ding Pu was his opponent.

"A little bit." Cheng Yan really didn't hate him much. His focus was on Song Yu. He didn't care enough about others, and he didn't even have enough hatred. He had already entered the school team and was content.

The first group of games was played more seriously, probably because too many people watched, and today's adjudicator was Song Yu, everyone was struggling to express themselves, even if they couldn't be outstanding, I hope they won't disappoint.

The audience around were all seniors, and their skills were far above them. They were experts at the door, and they didn't dare to celebrate when they scored a goal. They could only pretend to be plain and go back and continue to play.

Unless the audience applauds a little, the game is too serious.

The first group was finished soon, and the seniors of the school team told everyone about it. After the strength assessment, had a bottom line in heart. Some people focused on three-point training, some focused on bounce, and arranged the focus of future training one by one. After that, it's the next group's turn.

Cheng Yan and Zhou Xikuo walked up.

"Play well, look at the position." Zhou Xikuo organized, everyone standing here has a certain strength, Cheng Yan is not worried that he will meet a strong and invincible opponent, this game is much easier for him than the selection match. Because although his strength is not very strong, there are many powerful people in the team, and Zhou Xikuo is one of them.

Not to mention how tacit understanding of Cheng Yan's cooperation with him.

Once he touches the ball, he throws it to Zhou Xikuo. Zhou Xikuo's layup ability is also very strong, and his jumping ability is one of the best in the team. The cooperation between Cheng Yan and Zhou Xikuo is not perfect, but they complement each other.

Cheng Yan's 3-pointer was not accurate enough, and the team had an extremely accurate 3-pointer, Zhou Xikuo, who was a sturdy center, and a teammate who was very cooperative. In addition, he was a decent player in rebounding. The style of the game was very smooth, and it was already seven points ahead in just a few minutes.

This is not a tryout, nor is the implementation of the standard rules. The school team has the right to stop it. When the school team believes that everyone's strengths and weaknesses have been reflected, it is enough. The score is not important, only the team you are assigned to. Well, for example Cheng Yan, he didn't exert any effort in this game, he felt like an errand runner who was completely taken away.

It took ten minutes and the result came out.

Song Yu, Su Su and the others didn't sit at the table. In the past, they would arrange a table, which seemed more formal. They didn't make such a big fuss about this kind of small competition. Just like everyone else, they sat on the basketball court and recorded something. .

Susu sat on the floor padded with paper, looked at the notes in his hand, and analyzed: "Zhou Xikuo, your style of play is very strong, the center plays very well, and the rhythm is correct, but there is one thing you have to pay attention to. It's stable. There are a few times in the middle that you don't have to lay up. Pay attention to the positions of your teammates around you. Some people have a good position. What's your name... Master Wang, his three-pointers are very accurate. When he has a position, you should throw the ball. Give it up."

Zhou Xikuo nodded: "Okay."

Susu looked down again: "The next one is... um, Cheng Yan."

Song Yu raised his head and touched Su Su, meaning for him, Su Su shut up, Cheng Yan looked at him, looking forward to what he would say. With Song Yu's professional level, how to judge him is very important.

But who knows...

"You were taken away, do you recognize it?"

Song Yu just said this, which made Cheng Yan very unhappy, super unhappy, he knew that he was taken away, he knew that everyone standing around him was stronger than him, but don't say it directly! Damn it, Song Yu, this ruthless guy.

Cheng Yan blamed him, but he didn't dare to speak of him. He was silently angry. Although he knew that Song Yu might be a pertinent comment, because the fact was that, his contribution was not much, and the whole game was scored by his teammates, but listening to Song Yu So much, still very angry.

"I agree." Cheng Yan lowered his head, embarrassed, but what should I do? That is the fact, and no matter how dissatisfied he is in his heart, he cannot deny this fact.

Sure enough, joining the school team does not mean that everything is over, and a new abuse point has just begun.

Song Yu stared at his little face, and had some opinions, and ordered: "Look up."

Cheng Yan clenched his fists tightly, dissatisfied in his heart, knowing the severity of his body, he raised his head and looked like he was listening to reprimands.

Others sighed in their hearts, the deputy team was so strict, and the deputy team commented so badly that they didn't give any face, and everyone became nervous.

Only Su Su turned to look at Song Yu, puzzled by his behavior.

Where is the deputy team usually so embarrassing?

"Do you have an opinion?" Song Yu asked.

"No." Cheng Yan said.

"But I think you have it," Song Yu said. "Come to me if you have any opinions, and I'll listen to what you have to say."

I've never felt this kind of anger since I was a child. I'm really not sure about Song Yu, who is so good to him in private. Once you become a deputy team, it's too much between public and private. Even if you don't show favoritism, don't be so vicious, Cheng Yan Feeling aggrieved.

"From speed, to jumping, to shooting, you don't have a single point of excellence. You have to do all-round training. On the court, you can't just do a pass, you can do it even if you haven't played basketball, you have to improve. There are too many places, so, in addition to the fixed training time, you," Song Yu paused: "You have to train in the arena in your free time, seven days a week, five days, until I think you can keep up with the rest. human footsteps."

I rely on...

Seven days a week, five days of extra training? That is, come every day except weekends off days? This child was too miserable. While everyone sympathized with Cheng Yan, they were afraid that it would fall on them. Everyone behaved obediently and obeyed orders, so that when it was their turn, the deputy team could be more merciful.

Cheng Yan also understood, he was killing everything!

Dislike him, think he is inferior to others? Just practice!

Cheng Yan said bitterly, "I see."

Song Yu: "The team has to say they have received it."

Cheng Yan held the hand hidden behind his back tightly, his voice was clear, covering up the unpleasantness: "Received!"

Susu on the side, when will the team say they have received it?

After commenting on each person, everyone dispersed and did various exercises. Each newcomer was assigned a master to stare at, and Gao Ming volunteered to stare at Cheng Yan.

That is to take him for a while, because other people's training time is over, he only tells Cheng Yan what he is going to do later, how long the training will be, and a few things within the school team.

Cheng Yan trained according to Gao Ming's instructions. He is now practicing shooting, and he does not need others to stare and accompany him. Cheng Yan regards the ball frame as Song Yu, and smashes one by one desperately.

"It scared me to death, but luckily the deputy didn't judge me."

"The deputy team only commented on Cheng Yan. It should be revenge."

"You mean about the forum?"

"Well, I said how could Cheng Yan be able to hook up with Song Yu? It's not a circle at all, and the forum really dares to talk about it. Isn't this a slap in the face?"

"But the photo is real."

"There is a thing called PS. Even if it's true, it's just an acquaintance. He has only one face to see. What attracts Song Yu?"

The wind changed, Cheng Yan, who was standing beside the water dispenser, heard the conversation of several people in the locker room, touched his face, and thought about just relying on one face, what happened?

Talk about him every day, discuss him, don't you have a life of your own? He's not a star, so annoying.

Cheng Yan took a sip of water, returned to the basketball hoop, picked up the basketball, and continued to smash it in the ping-pong arena.

"Cheng Yan," Zhou Xikuo came over, "I will practice with you."

"No," Cheng Yan said, "don't be seen by the deputy team, I'm not at the same level as you, so don't delay you."

Zhou Xikuo looked around: "I didn't see the deputy team, it's okay, I can practice with you and I can also practice myself. I'm not good at three points."

The two exchanged, first Cheng Yan, then Zhou Xikuo, each cast five minutes, then replaced.

Zhou Xikuo stood under the ball frame, then threw the ball to Cheng Yan, chatting and saying, "I'll add you to WeChat."

"Why?" Cheng Yan shot attentively, his response seemed perfunctory.

"Make a friend," Zhou Xikuo said. "It's considered a acquaintance. Let's go to the movies, drink and play together."

"I don't drink." Cheng Yan paid attention to Qingqi. He didn't dare to touch alcohol anymore. He quit drinking and made a mistake.

"Then play something else."

Cheng Yan stopped shooting, looked at him and said, "Why do you want to be friends with me?"

Zhou Xikuo is also very sincere: "Close your eyes."

Cheng Yan said, "You don't know me."

Zhou Xikuo said, "The handsome guys are all about the same."

Cheng Yan didn't say anything more. After a while, let's add it. It's still training time.

What Cheng Yan thought was that it would be good to have a friend on the school team, who could take care of each other... Forget it, it's a bit far-fetched, if you can be cared for a little bit, let's hug your thighs, so that there will be no team wanting him in the next game. Then he was beaten badly, and was reprimanded shamelessly.

There was self-study in the evening. After the one-hour training, Cheng Yan packed up and prepared to leave. Zhou Xikuo squatted in front of him. The two added friends. Zhou Xikuo asked him if he would go to dinner. Cheng Yan said no, and Zhou Xikuo went with him. Went for dinner with some new friends just met.

There was no one else in the arena, and Cheng Yan was about to leave. He washed his face in the water, but before he could dry it, someone grabbed his wrist and was dragged into a room with great force.

The houses in the back are the rest area and dressing room, as well as a small conference room, equipment room, everything. Cheng Yan was dragged into the room with table and chairs, closed the door, and faced Song Yu alone.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Yan said angrily. In fact, the two hadn't met since that night. The first meeting was like gunpowder, which was quite ironic.

"Are you still angry?" Song Yu took out a tissue and pressed it down to wipe the water droplets off his face. Cheng Yan turned his head away and didn't let him touch it.

Song Yu grabbed his chin and turned his face, "So angry?"

"Who dares to have a temper with you on the deputy team?"

"Yo, call the deputy team," Song Yu put his arm on top of his head, "It sounds good, call it a few more times."

Cheng Yan didn't talk to him, and he was about to leave. Song Yu took control of the person, slapped his thigh, and warned, "Do you want to be known to everyone?"

Cheng Yan stopped and looked at him resentfully, "Why do you say that?"

Song Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "Can't you hear the truth?"

Cheng Yan blamed: "Can you be more polite, so many people..."

He is becoming more and more cunning now, and he would never be petty about this kind of thing in the past, but the contrast that Song Yu gave him was too great, and when they were just together... He just wanted to brush up on his presence and let Song Yu coax him. Coax him, care about him, a little vanity.

"Who made you mess with me?"

Cheng Yan raised his head inexplicably: "When did I provoke you?"

Why doesn't he remember this? Cheng Yan thought back, what has he been doing these days? No, he hasn't contacted him very much these days, and has been staying at home. He wants to provoke him and he has no skills. How did Song Yu come to this conclusion?

Song Yu has reason and reason: "Why didn't you tell me about the forum?"

"Ah?" Cheng Yan paused for a while, but he actually knew about this matter? Cheng Yan was surprised: "You know?"

Song Yu's eyes were deep and complicated, hiding a trace of dissatisfaction. It was obvious that he had an opinion on this matter, and his words were sarcastic: "Hold everything from me, take it upon yourself, and your shoulders are quite thick."

Cheng Yan was afraid of his misunderstanding, and hurriedly explained: "I don't want to cause you trouble, you don't need to know about this kind of thing."

Song Yu was even more upset, nodded, and said displeasedly: "Oh, well, I don't need to know, I don't need to know anything, you can handle it yourself in the future."

"Hey, hey," the characters turned around, Cheng Yan grabbed Song Yu's arm, completely disregarding his petty temper, and comforted Song Yu: "You misunderstood, I didn't mean that."

Song Yu said: "All ears are listening."

Cheng Yan sighed: "I don't want you to know, because I don't plan to pay attention to this kind of thing, I like you... It's my own business, whatever they think about it, I don't care what they say, we can do it like we are now. already."

"Are you going to keep it a secret?"

"Don't you want to make it public? Don't," Cheng Yan said, "Don't make trouble, this fire is about to go down, if you say something, they will be even more excited, I don't want to make a fuss Known."

"Who doesn't know yet?"

"Let's do what they say, don't get involved, it'll be over soon, trust me," Cheng Yan said, "don't let anyone know, I don't want to be noticed by others, I just want to be nice to you, and so on. Don't care."

Song Yu knew that this matter came from someone else's mouth. He heard someone discussing Cheng Yan, and several friends who played well were talking about it, so he knew what kind of Cheng Yan had become on the Internet. Character, he spent so much time with Cheng Yan, but he never mentioned it once. Did he treat Song Yu as an outsider?

Now that I heard a few good words, my ears softened and I couldn't get angry anymore. Song Yu said, "Do you know that I worry about you? I hate the way you wronged yourself the most."

Cheng Yan deserved to be taught a lesson. He was indeed like that. In terms of liking Song Yu, he was humbled in some places. He had already been taught a lesson last time. Cheng Yan felt warm when he heard his worry, and his voice was gentle. Said, "It's the last time, don't be angry."

Song Yu glanced at him, how could he be angry with him like this? It's easy for two people to get angry and coax quickly, and there's no one left.

Song Yudao: "Find a way to coax me."

Cheng Yan doesn't know how to coax people. He didn't have any younger siblings since he was a child. How could the only son in the family coax people? But his ability was trained by Song Yu, Cheng Yan opened his mouth and said: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I will tell you everything in the future, I will never wrong myself, I will do things that Song Ye is not allowed to do. Don't do it, Master Song said that if I go east, I will go west... ah, go north, no, go west..."

Why is this so sloppy? It seems that an insincere apology and coaxing are not enough, Cheng Yan looked at Song Yu awkwardly.

In this gaze, Song Yu's bad heart came up, took a step towards Cheng Yan, pushed the person against the door behind him, raised his arms, looked down at him and said, "Just talking is not enough."

With his back against the door, Cheng Yan asked defensively, "What do you want?"

Song Yu suppressed his voice: "Today is the day you entered the school team. What did I tell you when I kissed you that day?"

Cheng Yan's face was red and his ears were red. Although he had already had it, he was still embarrassed. He didn't feel that he was innocent, but every time Song Yu mentioned it, he was a little overwhelmed.

"Let's start." Song Yu whispered.

Cheng Yanguang prepared for a while, waited left and right, built up in his heart, looked up at Song Yu's excellent jawline, a little confused, he tentatively stretched out his hand, hooked Song Yu's neck, and stood on tiptoe , bringing his lips slowly closer to his side face, Song Yu lowered his head and stared at his eyes that were getting closer, the fiery gaze made Cheng Yan in a hurry.

"You... close your eyes." Cheng Yan asked with a blushing face. He still couldn't look Song Yu's eyes directly.

Song Yu cooperatively closed his eyes.

Cheng Yan held Song Yu's face, put his lips on Song Yu's mouth, opened his eyes and looked at Song Yu, then blushed, paused for three seconds, and quickly moved away.

Song Yu slowly opened his eyes and looked at Cheng Yan, who had his arms bent down like a thief with a guilty conscience. He never looked at him, but instead asked, "Is it alright?"

Song Yu said amusingly, "You told me to close my eyes and just dismissed me like that?"

Cheng Yan knew that this was clumsy, but he was not very knowledgeable and did not dare, so naturally he could only do this, so he defended: "It's not to send... it's..."

Before Cheng Yan finished speaking, Song Yu touched his face, pressed him against the door, and blocked his lips fiercely. Every time he kissed Song Yu, he would only open his mouth, because that made him unable to deal with it. Not to mention other things, Song Yu didn't leave him any tenderness and tenderness at all, and every time he kissed him, he was fierce and terrifying.

Cheng Yan turned slightly to the beginning: "Don't be so ruthless..."

Song Yu turned him around and didn't let him speak, because the kiss was too intense, and there was a little sound of water overflowing.

Cheng Yan's hands were shaking with fear. He was just afraid of kissing, because after every kiss, he was very bad, breathless, and his mouth hurt.

Song Yu pressed against Cheng Yan's ear: "If you don't know how to kiss, just close your eyes and don't disappoint me."

Cheng Yan denied it: "I didn't disappoint..."

Song Yu chuckled softly.

"Yes, I was wrong. Not only do you not disappoint, but you also make people excited." Song Yu took his hand and put it on his chest, kindly reminded: "If you don't believe me, take a breath."