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"Stand aside, this place is mine." Jian Fengyang stared at Liang Bing closely, with a cold voice.Without looking at the face, I thought that a streetball king from Queens Park was coming.

Liang Bing thought that the basketball court in the old campus would be demolished soon, but when he looked around, he realized that seven of the eight courts were empty.If the other venues are full, Liang Bing will give up the venue to Jian Fengyang. After all, he is a policeman, and no matter how popular Jian Fengyang is, he is still a people, and he can serve the people once.But he was obviously making trouble for no reason, Liang Bing decided not to get used to it. "There are so many places on the side, it's not good for us to squeeze together."

"I'm used to using No. 1 venue." Jian Fengyang spoke very concisely, and the temperature didn't rise, it was still cold.

Liang Bing didn't expect that he just randomly found the corner of the venue, and it turned out to be the No. [-] venue.He picked up Jian Fengyang's Spalding basketball, twisted it with one hand, and the ball spun rapidly between his index fingers. "One-on-one, if you beat me, the game will be returned to you."

"Okay, whoever loses will lose." Jian Fengyang was also a cheerful person, and within two seconds he had already pushed up, pushing Liang Bing to the three-point line.

Liang Bing didn't expect him to come up so fast, so he quickly took two steps back to hold the ball steadily.Liang Bing let go against Jian Fengyang, stepped back and made a jump shot, and the ball wobbled into the basket.Unexpectedly, Jian Fengyang also responded to him with a pass and a layup, which also scored 2 points.The two of them played several rounds with sudden shots without deciding the winner, and the ball returned to Liang Bing.He has to admit that Jian Fengyang's skills are good. Although the shape is cool, it is not an embroidered pillow, but one thing he is far superior to Jian Fengyang is physical strength. He can still breathe normally. 17 meters is not in vain.Liang Bing first dribbled the ball first, then changed direction in front of him to accelerate, and got rid of Jian Fengyang's defense. He didn't want to love the fight, and the outcome was just this time.Liang Bing went straight to the basket, and then heard the sound of someone falling behind.After only the first step of the three-step layup, Liang Bing let go of the ball and ran back, because he saw Jian Fengyang sitting where he was just now, clutching his ankles, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead like he didn't want money. .

"How are your feet, are you okay?" Liang Bing's eyes were full of guilt, and he reached out his hand to pull Jian Fengyang up from the ground.Unexpectedly, he was slapped away by the big hand that was dripping with cold sweat.

"No need, I'm fine." Jian Fengyang controlled the corners of his mouth that were twitching in pain, and his tone of voice still seemed to have been frozen in a freezer.He supported the cement floor with his hands and stood up unsteadily, like a golden rooster.

Jian Fengyang was injured, and Liang Bing automatically joined the people's ranks. He felt that as a people's policeman, seeing the people being injured in front of his eyes, it was his bounden duty to send him back. to go.Unexpectedly, he was staggered by Jian Fengyang. Jian Fengyang jumped forward persistently with one leg, and said in a trembling voice, "You won, let's continue playing."

Liang Bing watched his scurrying back, turned his head and left the campus, and went to the pharmacy at the door to buy a Yunnan red medicine spray.

"Fengyang, you're back, we're all waiting for you!" The assistant director saw Jian Fengyang limping back, and quickly went up to him to help him onto the chair in the dressing room. "Can you still shoot?"

"It's okay, let's shoot." Sitting on the chair, Jian Fengyang was angry with himself, how could he be so disheveled, and an unknown kid shook his foot, it's a fucking shame.When Lao Tzu's feet recover, he must find the place back.Jian Fengyang was ruthless in his heart, but he still had his superstar look on the outside, no matter whether it was putting makeup on his face or wrapping bandages on his feet, he was expressionless and kept silent.

In the scene when he came back, Jian Fengyang held Chen Fu in his arms and wept silently, tears dripping down Chen Fu's face drop by drop.But what was still in his mind was the one-on-one scene just now, and he couldn't get involved in the scene anyway, just couldn't cry.The executive director had no choice but to pull Jian Fengyang aside and give him eye drops.

Jian Fengyang finally finished the scene with N eye drops in his eyes, and was about to go back to remove his makeup.I heard Chen Fu teasing him with a smile: "What brand of eye drops, it's a bit bitter."

"Pearl eyesight." Jian Fengyang's voice was muffled by the cold, and when he turned his head, he saw Liang Bing standing not far away.Their eyes met, and Jian Fengyang's face turned red all of a sudden, this TM is embarrassing X2, he never used eye drops in a crying scene, but this time, he was bumped into by that guy again, this TM is holding back over there Laugh at me ashamed, right?Jian Fengyang lowered his head subconsciously, then raised his head to look at the place again, but the person had disappeared. He walked over and found a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao Spray under his feet.

Because of a foot injury, Jian Fengyang didn't go to Chen Fu's wrap-up banquet, and was alone in the hotel, spraying spray on his swollen ankle.

"Brother, no matter how good this medicine is, we don't need to spray so much. Let's eat first." Assistant Xiaopeng advised.Before Xiaopeng went to buy food, Jian Fengyang was spraying his ankles. After he bought all the food, Jian Fengyang was still spraying his ankles.Xiaopeng is Jian Fengyang's cousin, he doesn't like studying, and he became his cousin's assistant as soon as he graduated from high school.

"Do you know who he is?" Jian Fengyang finally stopped torturing the nozzle, and asked while holding the cold metal spray bottle.

"Who are you talking about?" Xiaopeng looked confused.

"It's the group play in the afternoon, the one standing obliquely behind me, playing the role of a little policeman." Jian Fengyang regretted not asking that person's name, he couldn't let that one-on-one scene become a swan song, he had to make up for the lost scene with his face and get it back.

"Oh—" Xiaopeng suddenly realized with a long voice. "He belongs to Brother Chen. I don't know what his name is."

"Brother Chen's people..." Jian Fengyang muttered these words, "What do you mean?" Don't be that kind of relationship...

"Brother Chen brought it to him, and he took it away after finishing the dinner." Xiaopeng stated the facts without any fluctuations in his heart, and then added as if remembering something: "I heard that he is a real policeman."

"Oh." Since he is a real policeman, he shouldn't have those dirty relationships in the entertainment industry. Jian Fengyang didn't know why he felt a little relieved, so he picked up the spray again, and he didn't know if it was a psychological effect or the spray was so good. Anyway, his ankle doesn't hurt anymore.