Chapter 164 Time-critical task

"Is God helping them?" Xu Jianye suddenly interrupted with a smile, "So what? People are sure to win. I believe that as long as we go back and practice hard, sooner or later we will calculate today's account together with profits! In fact, all of you, including me, have some obvious weaknesses, such as Ling Feng's mid-range stability, Zijun's strength, Feiying's overall view and the range of Dengyun. Although these problems cannot be solved overnight, I believe that as long as we dare to face our own weakness. If we point and work hard, even if we can't improve significantly in a short time, we will definitely make significant progress, so that we are confident to go further in the provincial competition!"

"That's right!" Yan Lingfeng nodded with a smile and said, "Let's all get up from where we fall, cheer up and start all over again!"

The next morning, on the return bus, except for Zhao Senming, who stayed in the hospital to continue observation and treatment due to his injury, and Dr. Liu, who stayed to take care of him, other members of the basketball team of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School sat in the car, but compared with when they came, they looked much quieter on the way back. Especially after Zhongba entered the Shuiyun world, the big car was silent. With the timidity of homeland and the return, the team members were very uncomfortable in their hearts, so they naturally did not have the mood to talk.

"Alas! Do you think if that goal doesn't score, won't we come back with the championship trophy now? That's a return home!" Han Dengyun, who couldn't hold his mouth, had endured for a long time, and finally couldn't hold back his full words.

Fu Zijun looked up at him and squeaked his mouth and said, "What's the use of saying this now? Do you think time can be reversed?"

After hearing Fu Zijun's words, Yan Lingfeng suddenly remembered a movie about basketball he had seen in his previous life, so he said with a smile, "Unfortunately, I won't move the universe, otherwise I will move the time to it."

"Slam Dunk" was released in 2007, so Fu Zijun and others naturally couldn't understand Yan Lingfeng's words at this time, but they still knew about the great movement of the universe. Sun Feiying curled his lips and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Even if Master Zhang fell from the sky, he can't break the void and send us all back a day ago. Right?"

"That's not necessarily true." Yan Lingfeng smiled mysteriously, "Last night, I watched the sky at night. I only saw greedy wolves invade the situation, break through the army's fierceness, and seven kills. I have inferred that this is a sign of great evil. If I have the ability to change my life, then I will definitely do a clever hand to steal the sky and change the day..."

"I'm too lazy to listen to you talk nonsense." Fu Zijun stretched out boredly and yawned, opened his backpack and took out his headphones and stuffed them in his ears.

"Give me one, it's good to listen to songs. Listening to songs is beneficial to cultivate sentiment and relax... I wipe, Zijun, aren't you? Do you still listen to this song? Han Dengyun grabbed a headphone, put it on his ear with an intoxicated face, just heard a sentence and took it down, and looked at Fu Zijun with a stunned face and asked.

"I'd love to, can you control it?" Fu Zijun gave Han Dengyun a white look and snatched the headphones from his hand and put them back on his ear.

"What old songs is he listening to? Does Beijing's Jinshan shine in all directions? Sun Feiying asked curiously.

"It's the 21st century, and he is still listening to Xingyu's wishes! Oh, my God, please let this ignorant child go!" Han Dengyun curled his lips and looked crazy. He couldn't help grabbing MP43 and pressing the next song to play.

"It's useless. The next song is still this song." Fu Zijun rolled his eyes and looked at Han Dengyun lazily and said, "What's wrong with this song? This is the famous work of Zhang Baizhi, the head of the Jade Girl School, which is gentle and touching, twists and turns..."

"Ouch..." Han Dengyun rudely interrupted Fu Zijun's words, covered his stomach, bent down and lowered his head to vomit.

Yan Lingbu couldn't help but smile. Fu Zijun's comments on the word "Jade Girl" reminded him of the unusually popular photos, the story about Guanxi and the camera, and the sentence "very stupid and naive" circulating in the north and south of the Yangtze River.

"I understand that you like to listen to this song, but what I don't understand is why you only listen to this song? Is a white paper your dream goddess? Don't you feel comfortable without listening to her songs for a day? Sun Feiying sped her tongue and asked, although chasing stars is a fashion, it is too horrible to be obsessed to this extent.

"What?" Fu Zijun continued to roll his eyes and replied, "Am I that idiot? It's not that Zhiwei likes this song. I feel a little sorry for not winning the championship in this competition, so I want to learn to sing this song to her at that time and make her happy. Can I feel a little better?

"It makes sense." Sun Feiying nodded with deep empathy and said, "I feel like I don't dare to cross Jiangdong now. At that time, in case Huier is not a lady, she must give me a hand!"

"Amitabha, ask for more blessings!" Fu Zijun shook his head and replied that he was too busy to take care of himself. How could he have the leisure to take care of the frost on the snow tiles in front of other people's houses?

"Ling Feng, you have always been the most righteous. You will definitely not watch my brother and I struggle in the water and fire, will you?" Seeing Fu Zijun's plan to die, Sun Feiying quickly looked at Yan Lingfeng for help.

Yan Lingfeng had a faint smile on the corners of his mouth. After looking at him strangely, he then let Sun Feiying turn his head and look out of the window in disappoint.

Talking and laughing all the way, the bus quickly returned to the school gate of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School. Han Dengyun stood up and looked left and right with a big head. He said with a disappointed face, "I thought there would be many beautiful seniors to welcome us back with flowers and honor! Alas, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment!"

Fu Zijun has taken off his headphones now and gave him a blank look and said, "Are you still returning with honor? What kind of reputation do we have? It's good that they didn't welcome us with eggs, leaves and tomatoes. We're going to sneak into the village. Don't shoot. If you plan to beat gongs and drums, let us know in advance. We'll throw you out of the car first so as not to humiliate you!"

"Isn't the runner-up an honor? Why are the requirements so high? It's wrong to be so ambitious. A down-to-earth person is a good comrade!" Han Dengyun sighed disappointedly and returned to his seat, lowered his voice and muttered.

On Monday morning, the campus was quiet, and occasionally there was a loud reading sound in a classroom. After getting off the bus, the four people in Class 8 of Senior High School said goodbye to the coach and other teammates. After discussing, they decided to go back to the dormitory to rest first.

At least, the old building manager frowned and agreed to their request. Before opening the door, he looked at them with a wary face. If it were not a little familiar, the person in charge would definitely not compromise.

All the way, Yan Lingfeng yawned and climbed into bed as soon as he entered the dormitory. It was early in the morning after returning to the hotel last night, and he had not come out of the fierce competition, so he did not sleep well this night. Now that all the dust has settled, and his heart has slowly returned to its original position, so he fell asleep not long after lying on **.

But before the dream came to an end, Yan Lingfeng had to open his eyes. Yan Lingfeng, who rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked at Sun Feiying, who called him to get up, and asked lazily, "What's going on?"

"It's okay. It's almost noon. Are you going to eat?"

"No more!" Yan Lingfeng shook his head and yawned. He found his pillow again and was about to lie down on ** to pick up the dream just now.

"Well, that's what you said. Don't blame your brothers for drinking and not calling you!" Sun Feiying did not force herself. She shouted and turned her head and left.

"Drink?" As soon as Yan Lingfeng heard these two words, he was really energetic. He immediately sat up and stared and asked, "Which wine do you drink?"

"I forgot to tell you that today is my brother's birthday, and we will hold a banquet to invite guests from all over the world..." Before Sun Feiying finished his words, Yan Lingfeng quickly threw the pillow aside, put on his coat quickly, turned over and got out of bed and said happily, "Go! Must go! If I don't go, won't I give you face? I know you are a fastidious person. If I don't give you face, you won't be happy. If you are unhappy, today's birthday will be meaningless. For your birthday..."

"Hight!" Sun Feiyingsheng was afraid that Yan Lingfeng would say something worse than Yang Bailao. He quickly reached out and covered his mouth and said, "Time is tight and the task is heavy, so we must race against time. Now there are still 15 minutes before class. The organization arranges you to sneak back to the classroom to contact other comrades. I believe you will not disappoint the organization. , right?

"Why me?" Yan Lingfeng, who was wearing shoes, looked up with a bitter face and asked. In 15 minutes, he could completely draw a satisfactory end to the unfinished dream just now.

"Of course, it's you. It must be you. This is the organization's trust and value for you. Yan Lingfeng, don't ask why. What you want to do now is only two words. Han Dengyun, which two words did you tell him?"

"Execute!" Han Dengyun flashed out from behind Yan Lingfeng and said with a righteous face.

"I X!" Yan Lingfeng, who was weak, had no choice but to accept his fate. Of course, he could choose to refuse, but after careful consideration, he still decided not to refuse. Although the truth is often in the hands of a few people, in most cases the minority still obeys the majority.

Standing at the door of the classroom, Yan Lingfeng felt a numb scalp, because it was not someone else standing on the podium, but their head teacher, a "pig demon" who had always rubbed sand in his eyes. Yan Lingfeng wanted to perform tasks under his eyes, which was really difficult. Big.

"Are you back?" Zhu Yao turned his head and looked at Yan Lingfeng and asked faintly.

"Hmm." Yan Lingfeng, who was a little guilty, nodded weakly and replied.

"Oh..." Zhu Yao looked at Yan Lingfeng and nodded and pouted, "Go in!"

"Hmm." Yan Lingfeng nodded, and only two words were beating back and forth in his mind. Conspiracy! This must be a conspiracy! Yan Lingfeng thought that it seemed that they had fully detected the enemy, so he handed over this difficult and difficult task to him.

In the gaze of the whole class, Yan Lingfeng slowly walked back to his seat. Zhu Yao looked at him again with a smile, and then began to continue his lecture.

Where is Yan Lingfeng sitting below in the mood to listen to what he said? His heart has been beating constantly, and the task is heavy. If he wants to contact all the people who should be contacted before class is over, Yan Lingfeng must act as soon as possible.