Chapter 2 Five Tigers Gather

The road to the city is still very strange to Yan Lingfeng in those years, but now, looking at the scenery along the road, Yan Lingfeng has an indescribable familiarity and kindness.

The poplar trees on the roadside are towering in the sky and the sun. When passing by the famous lotus pond, Yan Lingfeng can't help but remember the dilapidated scene he saw before he was reborn. The pond was seriously polluted and there were few lotus flowers left. Now, it is the most beautiful season of the year when lotus flowers bloom. From afar, the pool water is also a faint green, and the white lotus flowers are particularly enchanting and beautiful.

Yan Lingfeng on the seat couldn't help sighing, "No wonder people can't go back to the past. Now I really go back to the past. This feeling is really good!"

Today is the opening day of all high schools in Shuiyun City, so I often see people looking like big and small students waiting for the bus on the way, and the speed of the bus is naturally not very fast. Listening to the complaints of the people around him, Yan Lingfeng turned his head curiously and looked at the childish faces outside the car and walked into the university. Even later, when he stepped on the social experience, Yan Lingfeng once missed his life in high school. People always get along with each other for a very simple purpose. You and I can play. Even if your family's four walls, I'm not the right way with you. Your father is the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, and we still won't dump you!

Now that he can return to the high school campus, even though Yan Lingfeng is not sure whether he can change his fate, Yan Lingfeng is still looking forward to reuniting with his once strongest buddies.

He didn't even think of reworking his studies. After much experience, Yan Lingfeng clearly realized that sometimes his education is just a piece of paper, a stepping stone, and he will never be able to work for others. In this society, white-collar wages only mean that they are also white-collar workers. A suburban house can swallow your life's salary.

What exactly will we do in the future? Yan Lingfeng thought about this question all the way, and didn't get a satisfactory answer after arriving at the station. "Forget it, I don't want to think about it first. Let's take it step by step!" Yan Lingfeng shook his head, picked up his luggage and slowly got out of the car with the flow of people.

I remember that I got out of the car ignorantly, and then was almost taken around the whole Shuiyun city by a black-hearted motorcycle, and charged me a full 10 yuan! Thinking of this, Yan Lingfeng hated it for a while, but an inexplicable idea rose in his heart. Will the driver of the motorcycle in those years appear again again?

"Hey, young man, where are you going? It's cheap and fast to ride my motorcycle. A middle-aged man's voice with a little cunning sounded in Yan Lingfeng's ear.

"Hey." Yan Lingfeng showed an inexplicable smile on his face and asked as if he didn't recognize the way, "Uncle, how can I get to No. 1 Middle School?"

Mo's driver pretended to think for a while and said, "That's quite far away. I see you have a lot of luggage. It's too tired to walk. I'll give you away. I don't want much. Give me 10 yuan as a child like you!"

Yan Lingfeng laughed and didn't pay attention to the driver. He put on his luggage and walked to the exit of the station. He read a word in his mouth, "The sound of waves is still the same!" It seems that nothing has changed except the elimination of the Chinese basketball team!"

Shuiyun No.1 Middle School is actually very close to the station and can walk there in 5 minutes. Of course, Yan Lingfeng, who is familiar with the road, does not have to spend this waste of money. It is merciful for him not counting his life with this black-hearted man. After all, according to the words of impermanence, Yan Lingfeng The physique of the time is very unbelievable!

Soon, Yan Lingfeng came to the gate of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School, which was already in the most prosperous area in Shuiyun City. In addition, it was even more bustling and bustling with students to enter school today. Now Shuiyun No.1 Middle School was founded in the 1970s. Later, with the school as the center, the pedestrian streets and commercial streets of Shuiyun City have flourished and grown on this street. After all, no matter what era, students' money is always the best earned!

Later, when Yan Lingfeng was a sophomore in high school, the leaders of No. 1 Middle School sold this hot land, bought a large piece of land in the suburbs, built a large area and even equipment, etc., which were far beyond the old No. 1 Middle School. It is said that after everything was ready, there was still a large amount of money left to sell the land, resulting from the violence in the real estate industry. It can be seen.

Yan Lingfeng squeezed into the gate of the school from the seams. Seeing this familiar campus, Yan Lingfeng once doubted whether he was in a dream and pinched his thighs. It was quite painful. Fortunately, he was indeed reborn now and returned to this campus that is now a shopping mall.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the sun was already hot, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes. The bulletin board not far away was pasted with a list of freshmen. Yan Lingfeng thought about it and went over to have a look. If there were no mistakes, he must still be in Class 048, and the head teacher must also be a "pig demon!"

Go straight to the eighth list, representing the notice of the 18th edition of the freshman list. Yan Lingfeng carefully read one name after another: "Xiang Ziyan, Liu Zhuofan, Fu Zijun, Han Dengyun, Sun Feiying, Zhao Senming, Qin Xuedan, Tian Hui, Xiang Qingyun, Song Deming..."

One after another, once familiar and gradually strange names spit out from Yan Lingfeng's mouth, and the scenes of happiness, anger, or sadness couldn't help but emerge from Yan Lingfeng's mind.

Xiang Ziyan, the first place in the city's high school entrance examination, Liu Zhuofan, a fat man who studied by telegram in the middle of the night, Fu Zijun, a handsome and humorous and witty Han Dengyun, Sun Feiying, who loved Kobe's favorite, Zhao Senming and Qin Xuedan, who developed from the Internet to reality, Tianhui like a tom boy, his roommate, Xiang Ziyan's twin brother Xiang Qingyun, Song Deming, the monitor who has covered himself many times...

"Hello, are you also from Class 8?" A bright voice sounded beside Yan Lingfeng.

Looking up, a familiar face, taller than Yan Lingfeng, and the corners of his mouth were filled with happy Han Dengyun.

"Well, yes, my name is Yan Lingfeng. Please take good care of me in the future." Yan Lingfeng greeted politely and couldn't jump up and hold Han Dengyun and cry inexplicably: "Dengyun, you want to die! Aren't you more than 2 meters? Why are you so tall?

"Han Dengyun, we will be brothers of trenches in the future, haha! You should take good care of yourself! But why does your name sound so familiar? Han Dengyun laughed.

"Cut, this guy is still so cheeky." Yan Lingfeng said disdainfully, but said politely, "I'm going to the classroom, together?"

Han Dengyun nodded and replied, "Well, okay, I just don't know where the classroom is, do you know? Hey hey."

"Well, I know, come with me." Yan Lingfeng picked up his luggage and led the way first.

"Hey, Ling Feng, we can't go straight to the classroom with our luggage, can we? Should we go to the dormitory to settle down first? Han Dengyun asked behind him.

"Well, look at my brain, um, let's go to the dormitory first." In Yan Ling's heart, there is only the excitement of reuniting with old friends, and he actually forgot this.

Seeing Yan Lingfeng turning and walking forward like a familiar road, Han Dengyun asked doubtfully, "Why do I feel like you have been here? Don't you look like a freshman?"

Yan Lingfeng was stunned. It's true. He spent nearly two years here by himself. There are few places he hasn't been to except the girls' dormitory. It's really not like a freshman...

"I just looked at the map, Nuo, isn't there a guide over there?" Yan Lingfeng found an excuse to deal with it.

"To the way, what was shown behind my name just now is that I live in 501. How about you?" Han Dengyun asked.

"It's the same..." Yan Lingfeng answered directly without thinking about it.

The 501 that surprised the whole school! The people who checked the student union did not even dare to stay at the gate of 501, because except for Yan Lingfeng and Liu Zhuofan, who is very good at learning, the remaining six people in 501 have a good back*. Moreover, these animals are hardly less than 1.8 meters, and the deterrent force of coming out of the door together is really too great.

Unconsciously, Yan Lingfeng and Han Dengyun had walked into the dormitory building. Han Dengyun followed and sighed, "This place is not as good as our junior high school!" This dormitory building looks like a dangerous house. Can it really be lived in?

Yan Lingfeng didn't say anything. In fact, he also thought so back then, but later this stormy dormitory building gave the perfect answer. No matter how wind and rain, I stood still. It was not until the moment when it was pushed down and rebuilt that the seemingly dilapidated dormitory building lowered its arrogant head.

At this time, no one had moved into their dormitory 501. Yan Lingfeng was immediately happy. He remembered clearly that because the evil driver deliberately detoured far away, he was the last person to come to the dormitory. He had no choice but to live in the bed near the door. It was windy in winter and rainy in summer. To whistle for this group of animals, now the feng shui has taken turns, and he can also choose a bed with good feng shui and better scenery.

Irmenting of Han Dengyun's chatter, Yan Lingfeng quickly put his luggage on the upper bunk near the inner window. Who is here can not only stay away from the sight of the sleeper, but also look down from here. The basketball court downstairs and the beautiful women on the street are in full sight!

Yan Lingfeng happily made the bed, took out a mosquito net from his bag and hung it up. After all this, there were two more people in the dormitory, Fu Zijun with a bad smile on the corners of his mouth, and Zhao Senming with sharp eyes and cold face.

As soon as Fu Zijun entered the door, he greeted Han Dengyun with a smile and said, "Wow, it's you. I really didn't expect that the three people who fought so hard in junior high school lived in the same dormitory!"

Han Dengyun has also made the bed. He chose the lower bunk opposite Yan Lingfeng. If his strong body lives in the upper bunk, my God! Then the people in his lower berth can enjoy free boat tickets all day long.

Han Dengyun looked at Fu Zijun with a smile on his face and frowned and said, "Be serious, damn it, I'm annoyed to see your smiling face as flat as a tiger!"

Before Fu Zijun spoke, Zhao Senming, with a serious face, said, "Big stupid bear, isn't it just losing to Zijun's school in the semi-finals? Do you still hold grudges until now?"

Yan Lingfeng looked at the three people quarreling with a smile. Because he was sitting on the upper bunk, Fu Zijun and Zhao Senming did not notice him and continued to tease Han Dengyun while making the bed.

When I was in junior high school, the city once organized a city's junior high school basketball league. Because the top four teams will get extra points in the middle school entrance examination and the allocation of teachers in the future, all schools also paid more attention to it. At that time, there was a rumor in the Shuiyun Junior High School League, the four kings of "Flying Sen Zi Deng", and Qingtian Junior High School, where Han Dengyun was located. It was Chengnan Middle School, which lost to Fu Zijun in the semi-finals.

"Damn, I really don't know what you have to do? Those who can't win the championship have no say!" Han Dengyun said angrily.

"You haven't been to that pervert. Naturally, you don't know his horror, so you have the least voice!" Fu Zijun smiled.

"Well, that's right, that man's strength is not how good his physical fitness is, his bouncing is average, and his strength is very poor. His basketball IQ is beyond yours reach! He just walks slowly in front of you, and then doesn't know when he will send the ball out. His speed is not fast, but the first step to break through is absolutely horrible! In addition, he is left-handed, which makes his breakthrough more unstoppable!" Zhao Senming fell into the same memory.

"Is I that powerful?" Yan Lingfeng was shocked when he heard Zhao Senming's evaluation of himself. Those vague memories seemed to be a little clear. Originally, the school did not allow the top ten of his class to participate in basketball games, but for the score of the middle school entrance examination, he finally agreed to Yan Lingfeng, who had been playing basketball under the influence of his father. Application.

In the eight-to-four game, Ziguang Middle School, where Yan Lingfeng was located, played against Jinhong Middle School, where Sun Feiying, the head of the four heavenly kings, fell behind by as many as 20 points in the first half, which made the physical education teacher finally agree to Yan Lingfeng's request to play. As a result, Yan Lingfeng, who had been bored for a long time, gave Sun Feiying a surprise and soaring 2 at half 2 1 point and killed Jin Hong with a three-point finish before the game...

"Hey, Ling Feng, come down and say hello to our roommates! Although these two are not good-looking, they are still good. We will all be brothers in the future!" Yan Lingfeng, who fell into memories, was shocked by Han Dengyun's loud voice. Then he came to his senses, jumped out of bed, and smiled at Fu Zijun and Zhao Senming, "Haha, we meet again! Hello."

Zhao Senming looked at Yan Lingfeng with a surprised look and said, "When I came in, I saw a man in the upper bunk. I thought it was a Qing Gao brother and disdained to talk to us!" So it's you, um, you really don't care about our capital!"

Yan Lingfeng punched Fu Zijun with a smile and said, "What are you talking about?" I just can't bear to expose your cowhide.

In the semi-finals, Yan Lingfeng's opponent was the Phoenix Middle School where Zhao Senming was. As a result, Phoenix, which was favored by many people, was cruelly pulled out by Yan Lingfeng and almost sent the team to the final with his own strength. Although Zhao Senming, as a point guard, passed the ball again and again, his teammates had been perfected by Yan Lingfeng. The performance made me dumbfounded and forgot where the basket was.

Fu Zijun looked at the stunned Han Dengyun and smiled, "What? Don't you know that this is the last MVP, Yan Lingfeng?

Han Dengyun shook his head repeatedly and said, "I haven't fought with him. How can I know him? No wonder I felt familiar with the name just now! So it's this pervert, damn it!"

Yan Lingfeng was speechless for a while. Did he survive under this disguised personal attack?

Fu Zijun, Yan Lingfeng's final opponent, was shot by Yan Lingfeng for the whole game. He was prevented by Yan Lingfeng to shoot 4 in 21 shots. The state of the head of Chengnan Middle School is so bad that the fate of Chengnan Middle School can be imagined.

"If you have the ability to compare later, why do you still discuss the past at this time?" Sun Feiying, with an angry face, walked into the dormitory from the outside and shouted as soon as he entered the door. The reason is that the four people in the dormitory happen to be the leaders of the top four teams, but he is a hero outside the top four.

"Haha, welcome Sun Feiying, the head of our four heavenly kings!" Fu Zijun slapped and shouted.

What a distant memory of basketball. It turned out that I was still so beautiful! Yan Lingfeng looked at the four smiling roommates and couldn't help smiling. It was a wonderful enjoyment to walk with these four brothers again!