Chapter 42 Wearing the Stars and the Moon
In the cold moonlight, Zhao Senming sighed and said, "I understand what you said, but I can't help worrying. I looked up and saw that her seat was empty. At that moment, my heart seemed to have been hollowed out, and it was very cold and uncomfortable."
"Senming, how old are you this year?" Yan Lingfeng suddenly smiled and asked.
"16! We are two years old. We are all children standing on the tail of the post-80s generation. What's wrong? Zhao Senming looked up at Yan Lingfeng puzzledly and replied.
"Then you will recognize Qin Xuedan in your life?" Yan Lingfeng shook his head gently and sighed, "Now we are too young. Everything is full of unknowns and uncertainties. Maybe today's life-and-death lovers will become strangers tomorrow. Sen Ming, I don't deny that Xue Dan is a good girl, but you should understand that we are still too young now. It's not good to be sad or even hurtful for these things too early.
"Maybe." Zhao Senming sighed heavily and said, "I also understand this truth, but I just can't let myself miss her. Ling Feng, what do you think I should do?"
"What should I do? Cold salad!" Yan Lingfeng shrugged his shoulders helplessly and said, "I think you are hopeless. Only time can cure your lovesickness. OK, I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going back to bed. There will be a devil training waiting for us tomorrow morning!"
After saying this, Yan Lingfeng turned his head and walked back to the dormitory and threw Zhao Senming alone in the wind.
The others got up at 5:30, but several school team members had to get up from ** at 4:30. They rubbed their sleepy eyes one by one and ran to the scrubbing room to wash their faces, symbolically brush their teeth, and hurried to the playground.
At 5 o'clock, when Huang Cheng came to the playground wearing stars, the moon and stepping on the dewdrops, the 12 members of the school team had already fought into a whole row, shaking their spirits one by one, resisting sleepiness and trembling in the cold wind.
Huang Cheng went to the front of the queue and stopped, raised his wrist to look at his watch, and nodded slightly and said, "Yes, no one is late, but I don't want you to be just a flash in the pan, three minutes of blood! Well, I won't talk nonsense. Listen to the password and turn right! The target is running at the seaside!"
Shuiyun's seaside is about 5 kilometers away from Shuiyun. At the beginning of the road, the team members could talk and laugh and joke with each other. For example, Han Dengyun laughed at He Qing for gaining weight again. For example, Huang Wenyi, who was a sophomore in high school asked Fu Zijun which class had more beautiful girls in the first year of high school. But soon, they couldn't say anything. They ran about two or three kilometers away with their empty stomachs. Their physical strength was close to the limit. They were sweating one by one, gasping for breath. Their legs seemed to be filled with lead. Every step they had to use the strength of their whole body, dizziness and cold air. Entering the lungs does not make them feel cool, but reflects the surface of the hot skin, which is indescribably uncomfortable.
He Qing, who ran at the front of the team, was about to lie down. Xiaoshan's body couldn't wait to move forward centimeter by centimeter. If it hadn't been for Huangcheng, who rode his bicycle and kept shouting loudly with a whistle, he would follow him and threaten to drive him out of the school team once he stopped. Otherwise, I'm afraid He Qing would not have been able to He collapsed to the ground.
Han Dengyun followed He Qing. His physical strength was relatively better than He Qing, but now he also spit out his tongue like a hot dog. Compared with the two fat people, although the situation of the last ten people is better, it is not much better.
The sun slowly climbed out of the clouds and sprinkled the dawnlight on the earth. From afar, they saw the golden light shining on the sea. These teenagers also seemed to see hope. Under the leadership of He Qing, they involuntarily accelerated their pace one by one. This is also human normal. Forgetting Mei can quench their thirst, and the end is in sight. Everyone couldn't help but see hope in their hearts.
Yan Lingfeng tried his best to adjust his breathing frequency and moved forward with a shallow foot in the middle of the large army. If it were before rebirth, not to mention 5,000 meters, I'm afraid he would not be able to hold on 500 meters. Fortunately, after the impermanence adjustment of black and white, his body is not what it used to be. Although he will feel tired, he can still stick to it.
Finally, this group of tall teenagers reached the end. He Qing fell to the ground like seeing a clear spring in the desert. The seaside has arrived, and he doesn't have to worry about Huang Cheng's threat. At this time, he just wants to have a good rest. Even if he can't lie down, he doesn't want to continue running. .
Huang Cheng parked his bicycle aside, and then stood aside to look at the team members lying on the ground. A trace of unbearableness flashed in his eyes, but soon he forcibly suppressed his emotions. His expression was awe-hearted, and a sharp whistle sounded again on the empty beach.
Everyone looked at Huang Cheng puzzledly, but saw Huang Cheng's face and shouted, "Who let you rest?" Stand up all! Are you men? If it's a man, stand up! If anyone doesn't have that thing underneath, I allow you to continue to lie down like a bitch!"
In order to defend his dignity as a man, although he knew that Huang Cheng was being a fiercer, he had to stand up now. Yan Lingfeng smiled bitterly and couldn't see that the coach was upright, and there were really a lot of flowers in his stomach.
Huang Cheng looked at the loose players standing in front of him, and his black face was even worse. He snorted coldly, "Just because of your virtue now, do you still want to win the championship? Joke, what a big joke! Don't pee and take a picture of your current bear! Now I only ask you one question, do you still want to win the championship?
"I want..."
"What I don't want is a bastard..."
"But you don't have to be so perverted to win the championship, right?"
"That is, Fengtao and I used to go to other schools to play basketball. I don't know what their strength is. With our team, we can easily destroy them!"
The last sentence was said by Bi Xiangyang. As Wu Fengtao's right-hand man, they often went to other schools to pick the field before, and their achievements were also very brilliant. It was also in the continuous southern and northern battles that Wu Fengtao won the title of "Prince of Shuiyun Basketball".
"Shut your mouth!" Huang Cheng shouted and stared at Bi Xiangyang and scolded, "The school team can stay. If you can't stay, get out of here!" Mother, my team doesn't want such arrogant things like you!"
Bi Xiangyang shrank his neck aggrievedly. What he said was true, but now he could only be scolded honestly. It would not be cost-effective to kick himself out of the school team if he provoked Huang Chengzhen.
After Huang Cheng scolded Bi Xiangyang, he did not continue to chase and fight fiercely. He turned around and looked at all the players and said harshly, "I still say that. This team has the final say. You can't go west if I ask you to go east! If I ask you to catch chickens, don't touch the dog! If you are disobedient, you can quit the school team! As long as you still stay in the school team, don't cringe for me! Do you understand?"
"I understand..." The players replied weakly. They are all a group of teenagers who love basketball. Although basketball is not all of their lives, it is at least the meaning of most of their lives at this stage. It is more uncomfortable to let them take the initiative to withdraw from the school team than to kill them. Since they have no choice, they can only obediently accept their fate. After answering weakly, I heard that there seemed to be a Thunderbolt in the clear sky. Huang Cheng's beard was open, his eyes stared at the boss, and he shouted, "You haven't eaten yet, have you?"
"Yes, coach, have you eaten?" Han Dengyun immediately replied, with a sincere expression and a simple voice, as if he was really answering Huang Cheng's question.
"Okay, that's good!" Huang Cheng laughed angrily and ordered Han Dengyun, "You are fine. You must eat more at that time, and I will also help you!" All of them have 100 frogs and 200 Han Dengyun! I'll wait for you in front, and add 100 more for the last one to arrive! Let's go now!"
After saying this, Huang Zhicheng turned around and stepped on the bicycle, but just as he was about to leave, he suddenly turned around and took a cold look at the team members and said, "If I know that someone is stealing and slippery, I will bear all the consequences!"
There is nothing we can do. No one knows if there is a lurker in their team. If there is, the consequences may be really serious.
An hour later.
A group of young people like scattered deserters dragged their tired legs into the school gate of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School. The security guard on duty was shocked by them and thought they were from where they came from? As a result, I couldn't help but be happy when I went out. These people were also popular figures in the school, so most of the security guards knew each other. I couldn't help joking, "I said, you have all been arrested as coolies? Even being a cooli is not so miserable, is it?"
"What do you know?" Han Dengyun glanced at him and said, "This is the result of our struggle for the honor of the school!" It's okay if you don't worship us. It's your fault to say sarcastic things here!"
"Good, good! My fault, heroes, this is about to have morning self-study. If you don't hurry up, I'm afraid you won't be able to have breakfast.
The smile on the security guard's face became stronger. Although he praised the "hero", he only knew what he thought in his heart.
The soft sun sprinkled on the earth, and the breeze was not as cold as winter, nor as hot as summer. The school team members who had enough to eat and drank stood on the playground again.
Huang Cheng slowly walked over, looked at his team members, and finally fixed his eyes on Han Dengyun's body and asked, "Han Dengyun, why are you covering your stomach?"
"Coach, I..."
Han Dengyun touched his stomach through his clothes with his left hand, but his right hand touched the back of his head with a little embarrassed. He opened his mouth but didn't know how to answer.
"Four bowls of porridge, 20 deep-fried dough sticks, it's a miracle that he didn't survive." Fu Zijun, standing beside him, replied with a smile instead.
Huang Cheng rolled his eyes and really didn't know how to evaluate this living treasure. He sighed and chose to ignore him. He pointed to a net basketball in his hand and said, "Two people in a group, form a free team, practice free throw for an hour, and start now."
The first class in the morning of Class 8 of Senior High School was Chinese class. After the bell rang, the Chinese teacher Zhang Li had already stood on the podium. She opened the handout and was about to open her mouth to teach, but at this time, there was a weak report at the door of the classroom.
Zhang Li, who was disturbed, held a fire in her heart and turned her head to take a look. Han Dengyun stood at the door of the classroom with his head down, looking weak as if she couldn't support it.
"Come in." Zhang Li nodded helplessly. Zhu Yao greeted her, saying that these students may be late and leave early during class because they have to participate in the training of the school team. Therefore, Zhang Li can't get angry, so she offended Zhu Yao because of a small loss. The unity and friendship between teachers is still very important.
"Thank you, teacher!"
After Zhang Li agreed, she saw that the four people of Yan Lingfeng seemed to have come out of the ground, pushing Han Dengyun aside and scrambling to squeeze into the classroom.
"You..." Zhang Li rolled her eyes, pressed the fire in her heart, and finally gritted her teeth and didn't care about them.
Han Dengyun seemed to have no strength to argue with their four ungrateful bastards. He walked leisurely to his seat.
"Quickly!"
Han Dengyun couldn't sit down, so Zhang Li couldn't give a lecture, so when she saw that he was not in a hurry, as if the old man was walking, she couldn't help urging him.
"Oh, I know." Han Dengyun stopped, turned his head to look at Zhang Li and nodded gently, and then accelerated a little bit from a snail step to a turtle step.