After detonating the hot search

"Is it ok?!" Shen Han, who had been in a low spirit ever since he knew that Wen Nian was going back to school, straightened up immediately, and there was a group of people in the living room who were in a similar situation, all raised their heads as if they were electrified, their eyes flickering.

"It's still on vacation, there are few people in the school, so it should be fine to be careful." Wen Nian said.

Jiang University has a large number of sports venues. During the holidays, the students who play are concentrated in No. 1 and No. 2 gymnasiums, which are relatively close to the dormitory. The sports center is located in a remote location. Although it is open all day, there are generally no people there.

"Do you want to go? If I go, I'll tell my roommate."

He was answered with a voice that was as neat as it had been rehearsed: "Go!"

An hour later, Jiangda Sports Center.

Zhou Jiayi was wearing a basketball jersey that had just arrived, and only when he had an appointment with the school next door, and the number of spectators reached a certain scale, and girls accounted for more than [-]% of the spectators, and the three conditions were indispensable. He was wearing limited-edition basketball shoes, wrist guards on his hands, and knee pads on his feet. He walked towards Zheng Qin and the others as if some NBA superstar brought goods to the scene, and sat on the coach chair with a serious face.

Everyone present: "..."

"Isn't it just to play ball with Shen Han and the others? Look at your prospects."

The person who spoke was Lu Chaowei, a member of the school basketball team, and also a foreign aid specially invited by Zhou Jiayi. When he knew that Shen Han and the others were coming, Zhou Jiayi immediately asked Wen Nian if he could find some more golf friends. There are few people on the sidelines, Zheng Qin hasn't played yet, only him and Zhao Yuan are left, and the first team can't make up.

Wen Nian turned around and asked Shen Han and the others, and Shen Han said how interesting the players are, and it's okay.

So there were so many people impromptu - including the reserve national javelin thrower who could throw a shot from 50 meters away, most of them were people Wen Nian knew.

"It's so gaudy." Zheng Qin tugged on Zhou Jiayi's kneepad, and when he let go, the elastic contracted, and it re-attached to the knee with a "slap".

Zhou Jiayi slapped his hands away: "This is called losing without losing."

"Brother," Zhou Jiayi patted Lu Chaowei on the shoulder, "You are the main force, and I will rely on you today."

"Leave it to me, don't worry." Lu Chaowei said.

Zhao Yuan glanced at the time: "What time is it? Why aren't you here yet?"

"It's fine if you don't come. I'll loosen my shoulders and warm up." Zhou Jiayi shook his legs and got up.

After a while, Zhao Yuan and the others saw that the person who said he wanted to warm up was "hot" and "hot", and "hot" arrived at the door, standing there like a sentinel.

Zhao Yuan didn't even notice, walked over and pulled him back, took out the essential oil, and used the size of a coin as a template to frantically rub around Zhou Jiayi's temples.

You wake up!

"Okay, don't wipe it anymore, I will really thank you." Zhou Jiayi broke down.

Zhao Yuan: "Come back to life?"

Zhou Jiayi: "Live? I'm so close to dying on the spot."

Zhao Yuan: "..."

Everyone was about to mock him for being "promising", when suddenly there was movement not far away.

The closed gate of the sports center was pushed open. The metal base of the glass door frame has been used for many years, and a curl has emerged on the outermost side, rubbing against the wooden floor, making a short rattling sound, which is amplified by the echo of the empty venue. , exceptionally clear.

Everyone turned their heads, and saw Shen Han and the others wearing white ball uniforms and carrying sports training bags, walking in one after another from the door.

Zhao Yuan and the others thought it was nothing at first, it was just playing with Shen Han and the others, everyone was the same on the court, but now, seeing such a group of handsome guys lined up like they were filming some youth idol drama...

Hold.

He showed eyes that had never seen the world.

Zhao Yuan was silent for a long time, took back the essential oil from Zhou Jiayi's hands, and applied it on his temples.

He also wanted to be quiet.

"Let me use it after painting it." The main force, Lu Chaowei, said suddenly.

Everyone: "..."

The last person stepped into the arena, and the door was closed again.

According to the normal process, the two sides should enter the greeting session at this time, but they were waiting for the last warm year of the team, Shen Han and the others suddenly stopped, did not go forward for a while, and gathered at the door.

As soon as Shen Han and the others stopped, Zhou Jiayi and the others stopped moving.

Thus, the following picture was created: the two parties were separated by more than half of the arena, standing silently with the basket close to the stands as the boundary, as if the two armies were about to face each other, and they seemed to be able to charge up immediately with the sound of a drum. Come.

Zhou Jiayi quickly glanced across.

"It's okay, they only have 10 people, we have 12, we have a lot of people, hold on."

Everyone: "..."

Zhao Yuan lowered his head and scanned around: "Where did we get 12 people? Isn't it 11?"

Immediately afterwards, he counted the opposite side again: "Aren't there 11 on Shen Han's side?"

"Eleven? Did you count the years? Why did you count him?" Zhou Jiayi said naturally, "Of course he belongs to us."

Lu Chaowei: "But now he is standing opposite."

Zhou Jiayi: "I am in Cao Ying and my heart is in Han."

Everyone: "..."

At the same time, Shen Han and the others were also thinking about the same thing in their hearts - quickly count the number of people facing each other.

"It's okay, there are 11 of us, as many as them, hold on." Xia Nan whispered.

Wen Nian closed the door, and as soon as he walked over, he saw this almost weird scene.

"Why are you standing there?"

Wen Nian's doubtful voice echoed throughout the venue.

Everyone: "."

coming.

The long-awaited "war drum" finally came.

Wen Nian's words seemed to give the two sides the signal to charge forward, and each other's footsteps did not move.

"Hello, I'm Niannian's roommate Zhou Jiayi."

"Hello, hello, Shen Han."

"Zhao Yuan, the spring of the source... the source of the source."

……

For some reason, for a moment, Wen Nian felt that he had not come to the stadium, but some conference room.

Because of his knee injury, Wen Nian was banned from the court by both teams. He sat on the coach's seat and played with his mobile phone. pitches.

Adrenaline is indeed the strongest medicine to suppress any sense of restraint. When the people who were originally restrained went on the court, everyone felt that they had come to their own home court. As soon as they touched the basketball, they instantly became familiar.

"Old Zheng is idle anyway, come here to be a referee." Zhou Jiayi yelled at Zheng Qin, and threw something over by the way.

Zheng Qin raised his hand to catch it, and it was a whistle. He hung it around his neck and walked towards the center of the court: "There will be a player on each side, ready to start the jump ball."

Zhou Jiayi naturally pushed the main force, Lu Chaowei, up.

On Shen Han's side was Yu Hang.

Lu Chaowei turned his neck, finished his preparatory activities, and was about to go on stage, when Zhou Jiayi suddenly stopped him: "Wait!"

Lu Chaowei: "?"

"Are you going to grab the ball?" Zhou Jiayi asked.

Lu Chaowei: "Nonsense, otherwise why do you let me go up to the jump ball?"

After careful consideration, Zhou Jiayi said, "How can I say that they are also guests, and they are brought here every year. Wouldn't it seem a little gunpowder to snatch them as soon as they come up?"

"Besides, your jumping hand and calling back ordinary people can't stand it."

Lu Chaowei really didn't expect this, but... What Zhou Jiayi said was not unreasonable.

"Then why don't I jump lower?"

Zhao Yuan listened and said, "Don't be too obvious, just pretend not to pay attention to the referee's whistle."

"Yes, when you don't get the ball, it's better to show regret," Zhou Jiayi added, "Remorse, you know the feeling of loss?"

"It's the kind of feeling of 'how could I make such a low-level mistake'." He was about to demonstrate, but was restrained by Zhao Yuan, so as not to be too embarrassing.

Another member of the team also felt that it would be unmannered to slap the customer's head and face as soon as they came up. After thinking about it: "The main reason is that we don't know the level of the opponent, so the height of the jump is not easy to control. Controlling the height is not as good as controlling the time. Anyway, the old Lu is a professional, so it depends on the opponent's take-off, as long as you take off a beat slower than the opponent, you are basically OK."

Controlling time is obviously more practical than controlling altitude, so I immediately said: "That's it, okay."

At the same time, Yu Hang, who is also the main force of the school basketball team, is also in Shen Han. Put it back, and take off a little slower." Under the urging, he entered the field.

Players from both sides took their positions. Zheng Qin stood between Lu Chaowei and Yu Hang, with a whistle in his mouth and a basketball in his hand.

Wen Nian also put down his phone, sat on the coach's bench and looked at them.

Zheng Qin lifted the basketball, indicating that both sides are ready.

"Beep--", a sharp whistle sounded, and the basketball was thrown straight up.

In 0.1 seconds, the basketball was released.

In 0.2 seconds, the basketball is thrown upwards.

In 1.1 seconds, the basketball was thrown to the highest point.

In 1.2 seconds, the basketball began to fall from the highest point.

Everyone: "???"

It was time for the jump ball players from both sides to perform, but at this time the players on both sides did not move at all. On the surface, they were staring at the basketball, but in fact they were frantically scanning each other from the corner of their eyes, playing a sentence in their minds like a bullet screen. : Why can't he jump yet? ! !

Just in the moment of hesitation, the basketball that was supposed to be the protagonist of the audience and everyone wanted to grab fell straight down.

"Boom" and "Boom", it hit the floor heavily, after a burst of rapid bounce, finally, under the control of gravity, it rolled away in the sight of everyone, like a large dust with no sense of participation, rolling away. At the feet of "Coach" Wen Nian.

referee:"……"

"coach":"……"

All players: "..."

The scene was suffocating for a while.

The groundhogs shouted in unison in their hearts.

Fuck! ! !

Lu Chaowei and Yu Hang have never been so embarrassed in their life.

There is no skill in this ball grabbing, it's all f***ing (sweet) emotion.

Everyone looked at each other, you looked at me, I looked at you, they all turned their heads to look at Wen Nian, and finally... had to throw the blame to the referee.

"Is this whistle broken? The sound is too soft, and I didn't pay much attention." Lu Chaowei coughed and said.

Yu Hang had no choice but to ignore his conscience: "It's too light."

"Yeah, I didn't hear that either."

"+1."

Zhou Jiayi: "Who called me?"

Referee Zheng Qin: "???"

"Is there anyone else to care about!" Zheng Qin slammed his whistle and turned his head, "Coach!"

"Coach" Wen Nian threw the ball back and said calmly, "I don't know what tactics they use."

Everyone on the field laughed out loud.

"Well, brother, I'm on the school basketball team, so I'll let you know in advance." Lu Chaowei chose to confess.

Yu Hang didn't even blink: "Me too."

Lu Chaowei laughed, then turned to look at Zhou Jiayi: "What do you say?"

"It's all over, what else can I say," Zhou Jiayi slowly took off the knee pads, "Damn it!"

"Beep—" the second whistle sounded.

……

All the strangeness fell to the ground in the empty ball that both sides were about to "give" to the other side.

The result of being crazy is that when the team members are changed, Shen Han can hardly walk.

"Sit on a chair, don't sit on the floor." Wen Nian pulled Shen Han up and handed him a bottle of water.

"Where did you get the water?" Shen Han took the water and asked.

Wen Nian: "The water vending machine at the door."

Looking at Wen Nian's appearance, it was obvious that he had bought more than one bottle. Shen Han turned his head to look, only to find that there was a floor of drinks behind the coach chair.

"I want to drink that..." Shen Han stretched his neck, and finally saw clearly the words on a bottle of black lacquer drink that stood out in the transparent mineral water and soda water, "That Dahongpao."

"This?" Wen Nian bent over to pick it up, "This tea has a strong taste, are you used to it?"

"I haven't drank it, drink it and see."

"Then you drink first."

"First?" Shen Han grasped the word, "First? Who is this drink for?"

"It's for Jiayi. It tastes bitter, so you may not be used to it."

Hearing the word "bitter", Shen Han put down his drink: "Forget it, I'll drink water."

Shen Han drank several sips, and when the sips finally stopped, he screwed up the cap on the mineral water.

He looked at Zhou Jiayi who was dribbling on the court, and then at Zheng Qin and Zhao Yuan, as if they had a good relationship in the dormitory.

Shen Han: "Every year."

Wen Nian: "Yes."

Shen Han turned his head: "If Zhou Jiayi and I fell into the water, who would you save?"

Wen Nian: "..."

Shen Han squinted his eyes and stared at Wen Nian closely, as if he could die on the spot as soon as he heard him say "Save Zhou Jiayi".

Wen Nian's voice was calm, he was used to it, and his face was expressionless: "Save you."

This is true, because Zhou Jiayi can swim.

Shen Han was satisfied.

1 minute later.

Shen Han suddenly spoke again: "Then if my brother and I fall into the water, who do you save?"

Wen Nian: "..."

Shen Han narrowed his eyes even tighter this time, but his eyes condensed into sharp arrows from the cracks, piercing Wen Nian's body one after another.

Wen Nian stopped all his movements.

After a long time, he turned around, bent down, picked up a bottle of water from the ground, unscrewed it, lowered his head, and drank.

After a series of long movements, he opened his mouth as if to speak, but in the end... he didn't speak.

"Well, not even a white lie!"

"Wen Nian, you have no heart!"

Shen's Fengyun sincerely does not deceive me.