Chapter 73 with Rou Kegang

The cigarette in the hands of the middle-aged man is still burning, and it is about to burn to his fingers, but the middle-aged man is still unaware that except for the glance that Yan Lingfeng just came in, he has been looking at the evergreen trees outside the pavilion, as if the trees are full of fragrant flowers.

He didn't look at Yan Lingfeng, but Yan Lingfeng's eyes looked at him without blinking, but Yan Lingfeng did not speak. Although the middle-aged man didn't say anything, Yan Lingfeng had vaguely guessed his intention, so his first words at this time undoubtedly fell to the bottom.

"Aren't you afraid?" The middle-aged man slowly turned around and asked faintly.

"What are you afraid of?" Yan Lingfeng smiled and sat down on the wooden chair opposite the middle-aged man, "It's no big deal to get rid of death. It's a bright world. Is it possible that anyone dares to kill people?"

"Of course there is no such thing." Yan Lingfeng was smiling, but the middle-aged man did not smile. Not only did he not smile, but his expression was also very colorful.

"Since there is none, what am I afraid of?" Yan Lingfeng shrugged his shoulders and looked very relaxed.

"But, you know, there are many things in this world that are more terrible than death." The middle-aged man seemed to finally feel the burning heat of the cigarette butts, threw it on the ground, and then lit a cigarette again and said slowly.

"Maybe." Yan Lingfeng put away his smile, nodded and said, "There are indeed many ways to make life worse than death, but I don't think these methods can be used on me now."

"You are very confident." The middle-aged man was a little surprised. He stared at Yan Lingfeng and nodded, "It's good to have self-confidence, but it's not good to be too confident."

Yan Lingfeng replied carelessly, "If you are overconfident, you are still confident, but blind self-confidence is conceited. Uncle, do you think so?"

"Uncle?" The middle-aged man finally smiled and nodded and said, "You are a very interesting young man. I find that I like you a little."

"hehe." Yan Lingfeng also smiled and said, "There are many people who like me, but I think there must be many people who hate me. Listening to the uncle's words, it seems that you hate me very much before you like me a little, right?

"You're absolutely right." The middle-aged man nodded with great interest and said, "Go on."

"But if I remember correctly, it's the first time I've met my uncle, so I'm curious about what right I have to hate you as a big man? So I thought of today's game and coach Huang Cheng, so I boldly guess that the reason why you hate me is probably because of this game, right? Yan Lingfeng said slowly, and it was really difficult to see a frightened look on his face.

"Very smart young people." The middle-aged man spit out a thick eye circle and said, "Then I don't think I need to say anything more now. Do you already know what to do?"

"Of course I know." Yan Lingfeng replied affirmatively, "I will work harder than in the first half and then get this championship."

"Oh?" The middle-aged man's face remained unchanged and said, "You are a smart person. Smart people can't do stupid things, right?"

"It should be like this." Yan Lingfeng nodded and said, "But smart people are sometimes confused, and I am a smart person who is often confused."

The middle-aged man stared at Yan Lingfeng and said slowly, "Your coach Huang dares not refuse me. Why?"

Yan Lingfeng looked straight into the middle-aged man's eyes without fear and suddenly stood up and said, "I don't rely on anything!" I rely on one of my consciences! With the support of the whole audience! So, uncle, I'm sorry, I think you found the wrong person! The second half of the game is expected to start. I'm leaving.

"hehe." The middle-aged man smiled without anger and slowly patted his palm and said, "Have courage! Have backbone! I like you more and more. The game is still early. Don't worry. Sit down and let's talk for a while.

"There are not many words. I don't think there should be any common topic between my uncle and me, right?" Yan Lingfeng stood up and asked without looking back.

The middle-aged man took out a leather bag from his side and said to Yan Lingfeng, "There is 100,000 yuan in it, real gold and silver. As long as you agree to my terms, then the money is yours."

"Oh?" Yan Lingfeng suddenly smiled and smiled strangely, "This is called a big stick, a carrot, right? The stick didn't work, so I changed the carrots?

The middle-aged man also smiled and nodded; "You can understand it this way."

"100,000 yuan, uncle is really willing to pay for it! I'm afraid that even a high-level principal doesn't have such a big deal, right?

The middle-aged man raised the leather bag in his hand, then opened the zipper with a "brush" and showed a lot of red tickets from inside, very beautiful red.

"I'm not a high school principal, I'm just a student who was expelled from a high school." The middle-aged man slowly said, "My alma mater forgot me, but I have never forgotten it, because if it hadn't been for those two years of school life, I'm afraid I would have been a pile of broken bones in the grave at this time."

Speaking of this, a trace of sadness flashed in the middle-aged people's eyes, which was a real sadness, the kind that hurt in the stock.

Yan Lingfeng was unmoved and asked slowly, "Out of love and attachment to his alma mater, so uncle, do you hope that a senior can take this champion back and shine?"

"There is another reason." After hearing Yan Lingfeng's question, the middle-aged man pulled out from his memory and said slowly, "A coach with a high job is my father!"

"Oh." Yan Lingfeng nodded imperably. There was already a trace of pity in the eyes of the middle-aged man. After thinking about it, he laughed and said, "I oppress people with momentum to attract people and move people with emotion. Uncle is really omnipotent! But I tell you clearly that I am bound to win this championship! Unless I die or break my legs and feet, I will climb to the court to help my team! Basketball is sacred. Maybe in your eyes, it is just an entertainment, but in my mind, it is a sacred mission! To go all out for victory, what I value most is not the result, but the process of struggle, which is the ** of fighting side by side with the brothers. The trophy under the dark is not a trophy of honor, but a trophy of shame! I think if your father really loves basketball, he will definitely not agree with your approach. If he knows your behavior and doesn't stop it, then I will beat him on the basketball court, because I want to tell him that the blasphemy against basketball is disrespect for himself! If a person is not self-respecting, how can others respect him? Uncle, I also tell you clearly that I like money and like it very much, but I like some money, and I hate money! 100,000 is indeed a huge sum for me now, but I don't know about it in the future. There are many ways to make money, but it is difficult to make money cleanly. Uncle must also look at the NBA, so I can tell you now that this year's NBA regular season MVP must be Steve Nash, and the championship must be the San Antonio Spurs! I just saw the betting odds a few days ago. The current odds of Steve Nash winning the MVP are only 1 to 230. Needless, I only need 400 yuan to earn 100,000 yuan, so why should I sell my conscience?

Yan Lingfeng said so much in one breath, and there was no pause. After saying that, he dodged away and did not take away a cloud, leaving the middle-aged people who were still stunned.

"Wait!"

Yan Lingfeng has walked out of the pavilion, but the middle-aged man suddenly stopped him, stood up and looked at Yan Lingfeng and nodded gently, "Maybe you are right. Yan Lingfeng, remember my name. My name is Jiao Yunfeng. If you encounter trouble in the future, you can come to Fengyun Company to find me!"

"Definite!" Yan Lingfeng already understood what Jiao Yunfeng meant, so he was not pretentious. He nodded cheerfully and said, "Brother Jiao, you are actually not old at all, haha!"

When Yan Lingfeng returned to the court, he found that Zhu Yao and others were not on the court. In surprise, he saw Lu Yunxue running over breath and asked with concern, "Ling Feng, where have you been? Mr. Zhu is worried about your safety and has been looking for you everywhere with Feiying.

"Well." Yan Lingfeng touched the back of his head awkwardly and said with a wry smile, "It's hard to say. I'll tell you in detail when I have time. The game is about to start. I'm going to get Mr. Zhu and the others back!"

"Well, I'll go with you!" Hearing Yan Lingfeng say this, Lu Yunxue didn't ask any more questions and nodded to find someone with Yan Lingfeng.

"Don't go, Ling Feng. The game is about to begin. Save some physical strength. Let's just go to them!" Song Deming, the monitor of Class 8 of Senior High School, also ran over at this time and dissuade him.

Yan Lingfeng thought for a moment, nodded and apologized, "Then trouble the monitor!"

Song Deming waved his hand and said, "What's the trouble? Yes, you are proud of your glory for the school and add luster to our class!"

After saying this, Song Deming mobilized his classmates in Class 8 of high school to find Zhu Yao and others together. Yan Lingfeng's eyes sparkled with touching colors. He sat silently on the chair and took a sip of water, which made him slightly excited and calm down. In his previous life, he had heard such a sentence. The most precious classmate friendship was In high school, it seems that this is true now. The minds of high school students are relatively simple, and the communication between classmates is rarely related to money *. Only when they enter college can utilitarianism be popular.

Yan Lingfeng put down the water bottle, stood up and walked to the referee and explained, "Teacher, there is a small problem here. It may take a little time. Is it okay?"

"What do you think?" The referee stared at Yan Lingfeng. After thinking about it, he stretched out two fingers and said, "Twenty minutes! I will give you another 20 minutes at most. If you can't play in 20 minutes, I will think you are automatically abstaining, understand?

Yan Lingfeng immediately nodded and said, "No problem, trouble."

"Hmm." The referee waved his hand impatiently, but Yan Lingfeng knew that it was the referee's mercy. The halftime was only 20 minutes, but he gave another 20 minutes in one breath. He didn't want to enforce the law only half of the game.

In less than 20 minutes, Zhu Yao and the team members who went to look for Yan Lingfeng came back. They didn't go far, but looked for them separately on campus, so they quickly rushed back.

After seeing the safe and sound Yan Lingfeng, Zhu Yao obviously took a breath, patted him on the shoulder and scolded him angrily, "What are you playing? Missing is fun, isn't it?

Yan Lingfeng smiled bitterly and said, "Teacher, can I explain it to you later? The game is about to start again.

Zhu Yao knew that Yan Lingfeng was not a person who didn't know the importance of importance. What he said just now was also mostly complaining, so after looking at him doubtfully, he didn't ask any more questions. He nodded and greeted the slightly panting team members and said, "I've just thought about it. The opponent is now far behind. In the second half At the beginning, we will definitely launch a fierce attack, so at this stage, we will focus on defense for the time being and tighten the fence. I don't think they can take advantage of it. Try not to fall into position when attacking. As long as you can play fast, don't hesitate!"

"Zhao Senming, Huang Wenyi, Yan Lingfeng, Fu Zijun, Han Dengyun, you five play, remember, don't fight hard with your opponents. There is a saying that you are soft, weak, the world is like water, and you can't win! With softness and hardness, you must remember these eight words!"