light adaptation

When Ning Zhanmei arrived at the venue, he happened to see a group of boys of the same age occupying a space, discussing something together, and their expressions were not very good.

When he passed by, he heard that this was a team of students preparing for the competition. One of them was sick and couldn't make it, and it was difficult for them to practice without someone.

He thought for a while and went up to say hello, "Hey, you are short of people? Let me help you?" Although he can fight with uncles in their forties in the next game, but is he willing to be with his peers? Technology should be fine.

I heard it over there, and the man who looked like a coach frowned at him and asked, "Who are you?"

"Ning Zhanmei." He replied, "Let's try playing together. Anyway, you are short of someone, so why don't you use it for free as a sparring partner?"

The other party smiled angrily, "The tone is not small, I am afraid that you will play too badly and drag us down."

They chatted over there for a while, then turned their heads to Ning and pouted, "Can the guards fight?"

Ning Zhanmei said yes.

Before the opening, he was exercising his body to prepare for activities. A simple-looking boy walked towards him. He was estimated to be 1.8 meters tall, similar to Ning Zhanmei, but much stronger than him, with solid muscles.

"Our coach has lost his temper, don't worry about it." The boy scratched his head and smiled at him.

He said, "It's okay. Which high school team do you belong to?"

"No. [-] middle school, next Saturday for the city league, come to the stadium to practice and familiarize yourself with the venue." The boy replied, "My name is Liu Jingyang."

Ning Zhanmei nodded, "That is also an alumnus, you guys work hard."

"Are you also in No. [-] Middle School?" Liu Jingyang said in surprise, "I haven't seen it before." Logically speaking, Ning Zhanmei's appearance needs to be impressed upon meeting, and maybe the class will have to talk about it for a few days.

"I just transferred from another school." Ning Zhanmei smiled, the coach called them over to prepare for the opening, and the two stopped talking and went on the stage.

Ning Zhanmei's favorite position is also a defender, and he played well, but he played a very stable position, and he got to know a group of people from the No. [-] middle school team all morning. Boys, just take it easy and have fun. The game is strong.

A group of people gathered around a table in a restaurant at noon, and Liu Jingyang and Ning Zhanmei sat together.

"Brother Ning," Liu Jingyang said straightforwardly, "Are you considering joining our school team?"

The coach next to him also laughed when he heard it, "You're not bad, Jing Yang said that he is also from our school? Think about it for the school team?"

Ning Zhanmei likes to play basketball, but he didn't think about joining the school team to prepare for the physical examination. "Thanks, I didn't plan to go this way." He smiled.

"It's okay, to be honest, our school's academic performance is nothing to say. It's not bad every year, but it's always so bad." The coach sighed.

"Practice, play more, this year will definitely be a success." Ning Zhan raised his eyebrows, filled with iced Coke, the coach didn't allow them to order beer, for fear of delaying the afternoon training.

"Auspicious words from Brother Ning!"

"I don't see how the group of grandchildren from No. [-] Middle School will do it this year!"

The glasses gathered in the center of the round table, and there were a few crisp sounds when they were touched. The liquid sloshed and a cluster of bubbles came out.The ice-cold glass wall was grasped in the young man's hand, and the frozen water droplets dripped down a few water marks, like grasping a dream that would not be easily let go even if it was not going well.

"cheers!"

"One must win!"

The entrance is a puff of carbon dioxide gas and a cavity of ice-sweetness-not even beer.

Childish, but also the most soda-like infinite vitality and drive.

In the afternoon, Ning Zhanmei did his duty and continued to practice with him until evening. After two meals a day, he was already very familiar with this group of people.After dinner and drinking, Coach Meng pulled Ning Zhanmei to tell him that it was not easy to lead the team in the past few years, and each of them pointed to the names of the school team and said that he had been punished for some moths.

When they clicked on anyone present and heard their own name, they shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, Lao Meng! Who did this!" proud.Noisy, a dry summer.

Ning Zhanmei thought it was funny, but he was also sincerely moved by the atmosphere. He chatted back and forth with the drunk Lao Meng, and the people next to him were stunned.

"So who, Li Zi's family, talked about a girlfriend! After that - I delayed training after that! I kicked him out!"

"It's his fault, but it's better to destroy ten temples than destroy one marriage. If it works out in the end, it's a good thing. If it doesn't work out, then I must remember your advice at the beginning." Ning Zhanmei replied.

"I can't wait to tear them apart! The person who asked for leave today said that he had a stomachache. I guess, he went to drink and sing again yesterday! It's almost time for a competition..." Lao Meng continued to drink beer and listened He responded with great enthusiasm.

"Proper rest and entertainment are always necessary. You can't just blame him. Ask if there is any pressure that needs to be released. But it is wrong to delay training." Ning Zhan shook his head rather heavily. Lao Meng listened I also began to reflect on whether I was pushed too hard by the cubs in the team.

"It makes sense..." He raised his arms violently and announced loudly: "No training this Sunday! Go back and have a good rest! Come on time next week, no one is missing!"

The people at the table cheered, and those next to him who heard the conversation between Ning Zhanmei and Lao Meng couldn't help but say "Brother Ning is awesome", he muffled a smirk, "You didn't record it, I'm afraid you won't do it when Lao Meng sobers up." number."

At the end of the game, Ning Zhanmei and the school team added their contact information, and said that if they are free these few days, they can come to the stadium to play with them, the old venue.Ning Zhanmei agreed in a good mood.

When he got home, Ning Zhuo hadn't returned yet, and the dark blue sky seemed close and heavy outside the window on the twelfth floor.He turned on the light in the living room, went into the bedroom, took his clothes and took a shower.

There was still a long time before going to sleep, he memorized vocabulary for half an hour absent-mindedly, and played games on the computer for a while.When it was almost time, he lay on the bed and responded to the message. After a few greetings from Tan Min, he checked the news.His fingers paused when he came across a few watercolor paintings, and found that they were the inside pages of a newly bought album sent by Bi Qiannian, which were indeed very beautiful.He gave a thumbs up.

They probably found him online, so Xiao Chuang greeted him.

Bi Qiannian: Did you play basketball well today?

Ning Zhanmei: Very good

Ning Zhanmei: It happened that the first team lacked a defender, so I made up for it

Bi Qiannian: That's very lucky/good, will you still play tomorrow?

Ning Zhanmei: No, I will go to grandpa’s house for dinner tomorrow. I have to accompany him to fish. I’ve been talking about me for a long time.

Ning Zhanmei suddenly realized that Bi Qiannian might be planning to take him to Shuiyun for a stroll, and hurriedly gave him a step to remedy it.

Ning Zhanmei: Do you want to ask me out? You can do it after tomorrow

Bi Qiannian: ... no appointment/sweat

Bi Qiannian: I will send Xu Yun to the airport tomorrow, can I ask you out in a few days?

Ning Zhan's brows were ashamed, and he had misunderstood, as if he wanted to go on a date with Bi Qiannian.

Ning Zhanmei: Where is he going?Is it far to drop off the plane?

Bi Qiannian: Going to the Zhiqiong competition, I took the car of my uncle and aunt, it’s okay

The two chatted for a while, but they also decided to go to the flower and bird market to buy flowers next Monday.It was Ning Zhuo who asked Ning Zhanmei to buy it. When he was in Zhiqiong City, there were always several pots of orchids in the house, and Ning Zhanmei almost always picked them.

Ning Zhuo loves Zhao Junlan very much, and Ning Zhanmei's cognition has been continuously strengthened by Ning Zhuo's many actions in his nearly 17 years of life.He doesn't comment on it. In an ordinary family, the relationship between parents seems to be a major condition for a harmonious and happy family, and it is a kind of happiness.But he didn't feel it. His mother was gone. What's the use of loving her like this?

What's more, he didn't feel that he was very happy when he was with his father.

He also denied the idea that he looked pitiful because he didn't have a mother. There were too many people who pitied him. Ning Zhanmei recalled the sorry expressions looking at him, and he felt bored.Everyone felt pity for him, and if he started to pity himself, Ning Zhanmei felt a moment of fear, as if he had no value in this world anymore.

Besides, what's so pitiful about him?The material conditions he was given were considered good among his peers, he was good-looking, and his grades were not bad. He felt that he could get a better B+ in the test paper to judge whether a person is good or bad.Why do you still pity me?

He doesn't understand, he thinks his worth has never been seen.They pitied him, even loved him, but only because his mother was dead.

Ning Zhanmei turned off his phone and heard the sound of the door closing when Ning Zhuo came back.He also turned off the bedside lamp, and the bedroom fell into a quiet darkness, and there was something loud and noisy about to come out.

Ning Zhuo's footsteps passed the door of Ning Zhanmei's bedroom, walked past, and then closed the other door tightly.The sound of closing the door hit Ning Zhanmei's heart heavily, causing palpitations.

He was swept away by sudden tiredness, he relaxed, lay on the bed and watched the temperature displayed by the air conditioner quietly, with the curtains wide open, he could see a scattered star and faintly hear the faint chirping of cicadas , It finally seemed to be an auditory hallucination.He collected his emotions and sighed in his heart, feeling that he was trapped in this square grid that even summer nights could not touch through the glass, like a piece of solid ice floating in the sultry air of a strange city.The good mood is gone.

Ning Zhanmei was disappointed too many times, and again and again he was unwilling to have expectations. He just wanted to hear his father say good night to him.Or ask him what he did during the day instead of just walking past and closing his own door.They are not like a family, but tenants who also live in this house and don't care about each other.

The phone screen suddenly lit up for a moment, and a hole was opened in the darkness, as if something had been torn apart from the inside.

It was Bi Qiannian who sent him good night, accompanied by an anime kitten, covered with a quilt printed with stars and moons, purring in the shape of a "Z", with the words "I wish you a sweet dream" at the bottom .

Ning Zhan stared blankly, then unconsciously pulled a gentle and bitter smile, typed lightly, and said good night.

What he expected was answered in a special way, but short enough to make up for a thousand nights of regret.