Chapter 130 Reject

Yan Lingfeng followed Deputy Team Leader Hao all the way to the door of the box. Deputy Team Leader Hao turned around and smiled and said, "The person who invited you is inside, so I won't go in!"

Yan Lingfeng nodded gently, "Please, Team Leader Hao!"

"No trouble, no trouble! Ha ha, young man, work hard, the future is boundless!" Deputy Team Leader Hao looked at Yan Lingfeng and nodded with satisfaction. It is not difficult to see from Yan Lingfeng's polite attitude that this is a very qualified child. Now Chinese basketball lacks such teenagers. Only when there are more children like Yan Lingfeng can Chinese basketball have hope.

Deputy Team Leader Hao has turned away. Yan Lingfeng stood at the door for a moment, and then took a deep breath and slowly pushed the door in. He knew that there must be a big man sitting in the box, otherwise he would not be qualified to let the deputy team leader of the organizing committee run errands for him, but what did this big man want him to do? Yan Lingfeng wanted to It doesn't come out.

Naturally, the three masters and apprentices were made in the box. Lv Xiaoming did not come to the scene today because he was worried about the embarrassment of meeting with Gong Xiaobin, who swept him out of the house, and the hometown team was eliminated again. Yan Lingfeng raised his eyes and was stunned on the spot. He recognized at a glance who the three people in the box were. He was too familiar with these three people. As the flag of the Shandong men's basketball team, Yan Lingfeng was naturally not unfamiliar. The "bald" Sun Jie later grew into a first-class shooting guard in China, and no one could beat the domestic players at that time with an accurate three-pointer. Not to mention Cheng Zhiming, as the pride of Shuiyun basketball, Yan Lingfeng is also very familiar with him, of course through TV and the Internet.

"Gong, Gong..." Yan Lingfeng was obviously a little excited. He groped for the back of his head and stared at Gong Xiaobin and didn't know what to call him.

"Palace guidance!" Cheng Zhiming came forward laughing and pulled Yan Lingfeng's arm from head to toe, "Do you know who I am?"

Yan Lingfeng nodded with a smile to Cheng Zhiming, and then bowed to Gong Xiaobin and said, "Hello, Director Gong, I'm really excited to see you!"

Yan Lingfeng is not a star fan, but he has always liked Gong Xiaobin very much. Because of Gong Xiaobin's elegant playing style and free and casual personality, Yan Lingfeng admires him very much. In his eyes, Gong Xiaobin has a kind of extraordinary temperament, a kind of deterrent, and a kind of domineering spirit! Gong Xiaobin is more like a tragic figure. His tragedy lies in his old age. The failure of the 2002 Asian Games made many Chinese people unforgettable. In the last few minutes, Gong Xiaobin, who sat on the court, did not turn the tide as much as before. After finishing his basketball career with such a cruel ending, Yan Lingfeng It's very unwilling for him. Time may take everything away, but in Yan Lingfeng's heart, Gong Xiaobin is an indelible figure, with pain, honor and glory, with a trace of regret and faint sadness. The reason is very simple. Gong Xiaobin left a deep impression on him. Many years later, the chic figure is still clear, elegant, calm, elegant, calm and fascinated...

No matter what the purpose of Gong Xiaobin came to him, Yan Lingfeng must bow, because this is a tribute to a hero. In Yan Lingfeng's view, although Gong Xiaobin has never brought back a champion for the Shandong men's basketball team in his life, he is well-deserved. The title of "Asia's best power forward" is not a false name.

"Ha ha, Zhiming, it seems that you, a fellow villager, don't know you!" Gong Xiaobin accepted Yan Lingfeng's bow calmly, made a joke with a smile, and then said, "Don't be so polite. You're not my teammate yet. I'll ask you to call me Uncle Gong for a while!"

"Hello, Uncle Gong, hello, Brother Cheng, hello, Brother Sun!" After being greeted in circles, Yan Lingfeng smiled and said, "How can I not know Brother Cheng? Brother Cheng is very famous in our Shuiyun. Not to mention me, even a three-year-old child knows it!"

Hearing Yan Lingfeng's praise, Cheng Zhiming not only did not feel happy, but his face turned into a bitter gourd. "Is I that young? You call the palace director uncle and brother. Isn't this invisibly downgrade me for a generation?

"It's not good to call you young! You have a lot of things to do!" Gong Xiaobin stared at Cheng Zhiming rudely, and then greeted Yan Lingfeng, "Sit down and relax. We are not tigers."

"Thank you, Uncle Gong!" When he first came in, Yan Lingfeng was indeed a little nervous, but soon he returned to normal. After all, although Gong Xiaobin was a great man, he was also a human being, right? And it seems that he has something to ask for himself, so why should he be nervous?

Yan Lingfeng sat down in a chair casually. Gong Xiaobin didn't say anything and he didn't ask. Now he has probably guessed the reason why Gong Xiaobin called him over, but to be honest, he didn't have a cold. If it hadn't been for Zhu Yao's previous words about NCAA, maybe he would really take the exam. Think about it. But now, he is really not interested.

"The young man plays well. How old is he this year?" Gong Xiaobin lit a cigarette and took a sip, and then smiled and asked Yan Ling Fengdao.

"16, I was born in 1988." Yan Lingfeng sat up straight and replied neither humble nor arrogantly. In a word, Gong Xiaobin is the local emperor of Shandong Blue Ball. Even if he can't have a relationship with him, he must not be offended.

"16, good! How young! Zhiming, how old were you when you joined the team? After sighing, Gong Xiaobin turned his head and suddenly asked Cheng Zhiming.

"I'm also 16, hehe." Cheng Zhiming replied with a smile, "I think I wanted to call my brother when I saw everyone in the sports yard, but now people call me brother. The world is so fast!"

"Xiao Sun, what about you?" Gong Xiaobin ignored Cheng Zhiming's feelings, but turned the topic to Sun Jie.

"I joined the team the year before last, when I was just 15 years old." Sun Jie squeezed his lips and replied, I don't know why he always has such a trace of hostility to Yan Lingfeng. Maybe it's because the two are similar in age and afraid that Yan Lingfeng will grab his position?

Yan Lingfeng sat still and said nothing. Although Gong Xiaobin did not talk to him, he knew what Gong Xiaobin meant. Cheng Zhiming and Sun Jie both entered the Shandong basketball youth team at the age of 15 or 16 years old, so Yan Lingfeng seemed to live up to this age.

Gong Xiaobin looked up at Yan Lingfeng with a calm expression, with an imperceptible smile on the corners of his mouth. He slowly stood up and sighed, "16 years old, what a good age! How nice it would be if I could go back to 16 years old! Young man, your name is Yan Lingfeng, right? Seeing that you are also a sensible person, then I won't go around with you. Let's open the skylight and speak frankly that I'm optimistic about your future. If you are interested, you can go to the provincial youth basketball team to report tomorrow.

Yan Lingfeng also stood up and bowed to Gong Xiaobin again, and then said slowly, "Thank you for Uncle Gong's kindness, but I still want to finish my studies first."

"Oh?" Gong Xiaobin seemed to be shocked and looked at Yan Lingfeng in surprise and asked in disbelief, "What did you just say?"

"I want to learn something in school first, so I can only disappoint Uncle Gong!" Yan Lingfeng's words are a little empty in his heart. For Yan Lingfeng, the diploma is really not important, because he knows the situation of correspondence diplomas flying all over the world. At that time, he will need to take some money to buy one. Besides, as long as you are famous, those so-called famous Don't you want to grab the card university?

This is not to say that Yan Lingfeng does not attach importance to school education, but that he has learned what he should learn in school in his previous life, such as the principles of life and all the basic common sense, so he actually doesn't need to learn it again.

"This..." The entanglement in Gong Xiaobin's heart! To be honest, he never thought that Yan Lingfeng would refuse him with this reason, because in the eyes of their older generation, playing for the country or for the province should be a supreme honor. There are 1,000 10,000 reasons that should not be rejected, but Yan Lingfeng refused him. This made Gong Xiaobin, who called for wind and rain in the Shandong basketball circle, a little sad for a while.

"Little brother, you have to think clearly! Our palace instructor has a fancy to you, so he will definitely bring you back to the team and cultivate you carefully. At that time, you will definitely have a bright future! Why don't you go home and discuss it with your parents before making a decision? Cheng Zhiming hurriedly persuaded him that he called Gong Xiaobin here. Now that it is difficult for the palace director to vent on Yan Lingfeng, then his old Cheng is bound to become a punching bag, so of course he can't watch from the wall at this time.

"Thank you, Brother Cheng, but I have thought about it clearly, and my parents will definitely respect my choice!" Although Yan Lingfeng's answer was not loud, his tone was extremely firm, so Cheng Zhiming sighed and did not persuade him. He could not impose his ideas on Yan Lingfeng.

"Okay, then you go back first!" Gong Xiaobin waved his hand with a dark face. Obviously, he must be very angry at this moment.

"Goodbye, Uncle Gong, goodbye to Brother Cheng and Brother Sun!"

Yan Lingfeng slowly took the door of the box and sighed gently. He knew that Cheng Zhiming was right. According to the memory of later generations, although Gong Xiaobin's level as a coach was very average, he spared no effort to promote young players. If he nodded just now, he may really become the next "Gong Xiaobin".

dragging a little heavy footsteps, Yan Lingfeng slowly left the basketball hall. Xu Jianye and his teammates really waited at the door of the stadium. As soon as they saw Yan Lingfeng coming out worriedly, Sun Feiying and Fu Zijun immediately greeted and asked, "Who Looking for you? What happened?"

"It's okay!" Yan Lingfeng smiled reluctantly and then breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm sorry to keep everyone waiting for a long time. I'm really fine."

Seeing that Yan Lingfeng refused to say anything, the crowd did not ask again. After returning to the hotel for lunch, before he could get to get a nap, Xu Jianye called out the crowd door to door. This was not that he wanted to play a prank, but to take the team members to watch the game, a game to determine who their final opponent was. .

The match between Laizhou No.1 Middle School and Mouping Yuying Middle School was scheduled to start at 1:30 p.m. Before 1:00 p.m., there was already a long queue outside the stadium. Fortunately, as a participating team, Shuiyun No.1 Middle School still had a little privilege. After entering the stadium from the special channel, the staff of the organizing committee took them to a The stand in a good position sat down and hurriedly left.

[Chang'an can't guarantee the quality of the update, but I have done my best. But the number is already quite a lot, ten thousand words a day for half a month in a row. Isn't it too much to ask for a few red tickets?]