Chapter 87 Nosey

Liao Bingtian, deputy director of the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee, sat on the rostrum with a blue face. His Maitreya face originally looked very kind, but now it feels completely murderous. In order to respond to the instructions and call of their superiors, the Propaganda Department, together with the Education and Sports Bureau, painstakingly organized the competition. Originally, everything went smoothly, but they didn't expect something to go wrong at the last moment. He himself was very interested in basketball, so he took the initiative to take charge of this basketball game, so he could also see the problem of the referee in law enforcement. To put it mildly, the culprit of this bad incident was the innocent referee.

Looking at the scene that has gradually stabilized, Liao Bingtian's face is uncertain, and it is obvious that the game cannot continue. For a while, he couldn't come up with any constitution, so he had to leave the table angrily. After ordering a subordinate with a gloomy face, he walked out of the basketball court first.

The audience is still noisy, and many unresolved spectators are throwing debris into the venue. It may be punished if they hit people, and it is safer to throw things.

"Minister Liao just said that today's game will be over for the time being! Let's go back and wait for the notice of the Municipal Party Committee!"

A young man stood on the rostrum and said loudly, and then pulled the principal of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School to the side and whispered, "Principal Sui, you can arrange a car to send back the high-level people. Be sure to ensure their personal safety!"

"Exacong. Guo, don't worry, I assure the organization that they will be safely sent to a high school." Sui, the principal of No. 1 Middle School, replied, and then pulled out a smile and said, "Mr. Guo, look at today's matter..."

Section Chief Guo frowned and replied, "Principal Sui, you don't have to explain it to me. Minister Liao is very angry now. It's more appropriate to talk about this matter when he calms down."

"Okay, then please ask Section Chief Guo to say a few words at the right time. As you can see, it is not our team members who provoked the incident, they are just forced to defend themselves..."

Section Chief Guo waved his hand and said impatiently, "President Sui, this matter certainly can't stop here. There will definitely be a conclusion about right and wrong. You'd better arrange to escort a senior person to leave first!"

As an old-qualified key high school principal, in fact, the party administrative level of President Sui is half a level higher than that of Section Chief Guo. But the helpless man had to bow his head under the eaves. You should know that although Section Chief Guo is not at a high level, he is a hardcore confidant of Vice Minister Liao. He said a sentence in front of Minister Liao, which is much heavier than him.

Principal Sui transferred a school bus, and then personally arranged a high-level coach to get on the car. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his head and sighed. This is really difficult to deal with. The school team members are all working for the honor of the school. Although they have done something that damage the reputation of the school, if they follow The rules are not so appropriate to punish them.

The audience dispersed one after another, and Wang Hanbo also woke up from the fainting. His injury was not serious, but he accidentally hit his temple at that time, so he fell down on the spot.

Originally, it should have been ups and downs, and the gripping game came to an end in this way. There were some regrets in Yan Lingfeng's heart. He stood on the sidelines and sighed, rubbed his sore wrists, and his slightly red fists also hurt. Just now, he tried so hard that he seemed to hurt people at the same time. Myself.

At dinner time, the students of the whole restaurant were talking about the afternoon game. Whether they were present or not, the fierce group fight was full of eyebrows, as if they had seen and even participated in it. As for the game itself, few people mentioned it. It's over.

In a corner of the restaurant, Yan Lingfeng looked at the food in front of him and sighed. He didn't know why, since the end of the game, his heart had been blocked. The blood stains on the corners of Cao Tianyi's mouth and Xu Zhong's crippled back gave him a great touch.

What are you thinking about? The food is cold. If you don't hurry up and eat it, it will become frozen. Lu Yunxue saw that Yan Lingfeng didn't eat, and she had no appetite. She frowned and joked with a forced smile.

"I can't eat it." Yan Lingfeng muttered with the chopsticks in his hand, "Xueer, do you think the victory or defeat is really that heavy? Am I a little too persistent?"

Lu Yunxue stared at Yan Lingfeng, and then thought about it and asked, "Do you like basketball?"

"Maybe." Yan Lingfeng replied hesitantly. He would certainly nod his head and answer before this afternoon, but now he is a little shaken, because the melee in the afternoon gave him too many feelings and made him confused.

"What do you like?" Lu Yunxue continued to ask, "Do you just like the pleasure of basketball in the basket?"

"Of course not." Yan Lingfeng shook his head decisively and said, "It's always lonely to play alone. No matter how well you play, it's just a self-appreciation. No brothers play basketball. I like the feeling of fighting with my brothers!"

"Do you like the feeling of stepping on your opponents one by one?" Lu Yunxue simply put down her chopsticks and enlightened her boyfriend who was much older than her.

"I think you like it." Yan Lingfeng closed his eyes and thought for a moment, and replied not so sure.

"That's right." Lu Yunxue smiled and clapped her hands and said, "In this case, what are you struggling with? You want to win, and your opponents also want to win, but there can only be one winner. There are all kinds of strange things in the world, and the same people are also strange. You can't change everyone's thoughts and ideas, just be yourself. Ling Feng, if you love basketball, then simply love it. Don't think so much, it will only increase your troubles.

Yan Lingfeng nodded thoughtfully, squeezed his mouth and seemed to figure out something, but he didn't seem to figure out anything, but once his brain began to operate, his stomach began to protest. After all, it takes energy to consume brain cells.

"I don't want to eat!" Yan Lingfeng is not a sentimental person. Just now, he was stimulated by Xu Zhong's lonely back, so he had a rare sad spring and autumn.

"Well, eat!" Lu Yunxue smiled sweetly, then picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of meat in Yan Lingfeng's bowl.

On the neon long street, vehicles are like shuttles. On the overpass on the long street, seven or eight big boys are sitting on the ground. They are surrounded by beer bottles. Bi Xiangyang is obviously drunk and talking nonsense upside down, "I finally understand. Those bastards don't have any good intentions. They can't see it. It's the champion, so just drag us into the water together!"

"Brother Xiangyang, drink less. If you are drunk, no one will take care of you." Han Dengyun asked Bi Xiangyang to drink less, but he held the bottle and dried more than half of the bottle. He put down the bottle and wiped his mouth and continued, "It's not too late for a gentleman to avenge for ten years. Next year, he will definitely make these grandchildren look good!"

Bi Xiangyang turned his head and looked at him resentfully, and then burped. Suddenly, he raised his arm and threw the wine bottle in his hand far away. A moment later, he heard a crisp sound from the distance, and then a soprano floated over with the night wind, "Which unqualified bastard threw wine randomly. Bottle? There is a little beast without a mother, and I curse you that there is no little JJ!"

Yan Lingfeng held the wine bottle and laughed dumbly. This "mother" was too strong. Fortunately, the wine bottle did not hit her head, otherwise she could have come up with a kitchen knife to cut people.

Bi Xiangyang, who was cursed, didn't care. He took another bottle of beer to open the cap with his teeth. He took a big sip of his neck and muttered vaguely, "I wanted to go crazy in the last year of high school, but I didn't expect it to stop as soon as the wind started. If it doesn't work this year, you still have next year. Damn it, my mother Nian is a jobless wanderer!"

Wang Hanbo hasn't said anything since he sat here. He just drank heavily and destroyed five or six bottles in a short time. After hearing Bi Xiangyang's words, he sighed deeply, held the wine bottle and touched Yan Lingfeng and asked, "Do you think I'm shameless?"

Yan Lingfeng understood what he was talking about. After taking a sip of wine, he shook his head and said, "Brother Hanbo, I don't understand what you're talking about. All I know is that all of us are thinking about the victory of the team. Under this premise, I think everything is forgivable..."

"Ha ha, maybe." Wang Hanbo shook his head with a bitter smile and threw out the wine bottle like Bi Xiangyang. "Since I was a child, I have always been a good student with excellent character and learning, but today I have done such a conscienceless thing. I can't figure out. I really can't figure out what I thought at that time and why I did it with a hot mind. Is the scum thing coming? Without my foot, we should be celebrating the victory and the championship now, right? I'm sorry everyone, I'm sorry for the school, and I'm sorry for Xu Zhong..."

Yan Lingfeng didn't know how to comfort Wang Hanbo for a moment. He could only put his arms around the captain's shoulder and pat him gently. He still needed to tie the bell to untie the bell. Wang Hanbo's heart knot was made by himself and must be solved by himself. To be honest, Wang Hanbo's behavior is actually so unspeakable in Yan Lingfeng's heart, but he has always hidden this emotion without wanting to destroy the unity and stability of the team. Now that he hears Wang Hanbo's heart, he understands Wang Hanbo's behavior somewhat. Lu Yunxue said that everyone has his own My idea is that in order to win, although Wang Hanbo's practice is very immoral, it is also understandable. After all, the situation of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School was really tight at that time.

"Who do you think the Education and Sports Bureau of the Propaganda Department give this champion to?" Fu Zijun leaned against Han Dengyun's broad and soft shoulders and took a sip, and then asked.

"I don't know." Zhao Senming replied in a muffled voice, "But it will definitely not be given a high job."

"hehe." Fu Zijun nodded with a deep smile and said, "Heroes have similar opinions, and I think so. So do you think there will be another rematch?"

"Don't dream!" Sun Feiying said lazily, "We have finally got married. In the future, when we compete together, that scene will definitely be extremely hot!" Do you think those leaders want to watch another game mixed with basketball and Sanda?

"It's true." Fu Zijun nodded depressedly, "Then we can't be tied with a champion, can we? Although we were ahead at that time, the game was not over yet!"

Sun Feiying shrugged his shoulders and said, "Who knows? However, I have a bad feeling that we and a senior high school will not be tied for the championship, but it is also very likely that no one will win the championship..."

"Raven's mouth!" Zhao Senming interrupted rudely, "It's getting late. Everyone is tired for a day. Go back to rest early!"

After saying that, Zhao Senming took a bite of the beer in the bottle, and then stood up and walked off the overpass first.

Yan Lingfeng also stood up, "It's really late. I guess it's almost time to study by myself in the evening, and I'm going back!"

In fact, the soprano scolded. This is indeed a group of very unqualified people. Wine bottles are thrown everywhere, but none of them have the intention of cleaning up. It is estimated that after evening self-study, seize the little couple to warm up on the overpass. After being blown by these mines, they still have to open. Curse your mother.

After returning to the dormitory, Yan Lingfeng took off his stinky socks and was just about to wash, but he saw Zhao Senming, who returned to the dormitory before him, groped under the bed for a while. He actually took out a pack of cigarettes and pulled out one and was just about to light it, but Yan Lingfeng rushed over barefoot and stole Zhao Senming's cigarette. Without saying a word, he threw a whole pack of cigarettes out of the window.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Senming asked with a gloomy face.

"What are you doing?" Yan Lingfeng also asked with a gloomy face.

"Are you blind?" Zhao Senming stared at Yan Lingfeng and snorted coldly, turned around and walked to the door.

"Come back!" Yan Lingfeng grabbed Zhao Senming's arm, stared into his eyes and asked, "When did you start smoking?"

"Do your own business!" Zhao Senming did not struggle. After glanced at Yan Lingfeng with the lighter in his hand, he said in an urn.