Chapter 342 Enemies of Life 9
"Wait a minute!"
There was a sharp voice behind him, and Yan Lingfeng stood still obediently, and then slowly turned around to look at the person who came to him without hurry, the enemy.
Chen Zhenhua still had that representative evil smile on the corner of his mouth. After looking at Yan Lingfeng jokingly, he seemed to shake his head regretfully, "You shouldn't have done this."
"I don't need you to evaluate how I do it." Yan Lingfeng's voice was as calm as water, without any emotion.
"Alas! What a pity." Chen willhua's smile expanded a little more, "Unfortunately, this cat-and-mouse game ended too early. I originally planned to see if you could turn crazy words into truth!"
Yan Lingfeng took a deep look at Chen Zhenhua, and his eyes revealed undisguised disgust. Chen's behavior of being cheap and obedient is certainly annoying, but Yan Lingfeng can't just hate him because of this. What he hates is that Chen will behua sprinkled a handful of salt on his wound.
On March 9, a very special day, it was a great pity that Yan Lingfeng could not hug the girl and sing "Happy Birthday to you" for her, so he planned to celebrate her birthday in his own way, but he didn't expect that even this had become a luxury.
The cold and gloomy light came out of Yan Lingfeng's eyes. He raised his hand, clicked Chen Changhua from the air, and said word by word, "The cat-and-mouse game is not over, but please remember, I swear that you will be like a mouse all your life!"
"Oh?" Chen Zhanghua grinned, stretched out his thumb and praised, "Brother Ling Feng is so bold! This is probably the legendary inverted donkey. It seems that it is really addictive to talk big!"
"Goodbye!" Yan Lingfeng ignored Chen General Hua, left this sentence coldly, and then slowly turned around.
He will never be an impulsive person. The punches given to referee Zhu were not because of impulse but anger. Although he really wanted to beat Chen Hehua into a pig's head, he did not do so, because now he is a bitter character who has been wronged and bullied before resisting. This role has been It has also been loved by most people. But if he beats Chen Ganghua, he will become a "violent maniac" who scolds at others, which Yan Lingfeng can't accept at all.
While Yan Lingfeng turned around, Chen General Hua also turned around. Back to back, like strangers, from this moment on, the two will become lifelong enemies.
When the two confronted each other, the chaos on the court had barely subsided. Judge Zhu naturally could not continue the penalty game and was sent to the hospital for treatment. Just as the game supervisor and the two assistant referees urgently negotiated to decide whether to end the game, an ordinary Audi A4L stopped at Panyu Middle School. Outside the basketball hall, the door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with a big belly came down from the car. He wore a suit and a big back. At first glance, he was a leader, but it is hard to say what the official position of this leader is, but from the fact that he dares to sit on the A4L worth more than 200,000 yuan, it is estimated that it must be at least a hall. Bureau-level senior cadres.
Surrounded by a group of people around him, he walked into the basketball hall aggressively. The security guard outside the door still wanted to stop him, but as soon as he saw his momentum, he immediately fell three points and obediently retreated to one side and blindfolded him with non-existent cloth.
The results of the consultation came out. The team members of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School beat the referee. The situation was particularly bad and the result was particularly serious. In order to ensure the personal safety of the referees, the game does not need to continue. They will be added to Panyu Middle School according to the current score. It ends at 30 minutes.
48+30=78, this will be the final score of Panyu Middle School, and Shuiyun No.1 Middle School's score so far is still at 21 points, that is to say, Shuiyun No.1 dug itself an impossible pit to fill in the first game of the knockout match between home and away, and lost 57 points away. It's almost a desperate number.
When the game supervisor stood up proudly, picked up the microphone and cleared his throat and was about to announce the results of their negotiations loudly, his eyes suddenly saw a familiar figure, shook his head, and wiped his eyes again. Only then did the game supervisor know that he was not wrong and did not have time to announce the results. , hurriedly put down the microphone and trotted all the way up. From afar, he greeted him with a smile and said, "Hello, Director Shang! It's a great honor for you to come and guide the work in your busy schedule!"
Director Shang, who didn't look at him with his big back, went straight to the rostrum and picked up the microphone and announced loudly, "This game is invalid. It will be a rematch the next day!"
One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and Director Shang's words immediately made the audience with few left. Although they didn't know where the big back was, he obviously didn't look like a psychopath. Without a diamond, he doesn't take on porcelain work. Since he has taken on this burden, that is to say, his words are likely to be true.
Really? Thinking of this, the audience suddenly wanted to cry one by one. Most of the spectators who were still insisting on watching the game liked basketball and were ready to support the home team's hardcore. When they heard that the result of the game was invalid, they immediately smelled a bad smell.
When Yao Dapeng heard Director Shang's words, the expression on his face suddenly became extremely wonderful. He shook his head helplessly. The leader had already said something. What else could he do? He can only accept it silently. In addition, this game is indeed a little unwinning, so he is actually not too regretful.
Chen will have a gloomy face. Unlike Yao Dapeng, he still hates the big back. Why does he want to rematch a good game? Does he think that students have a lot of time these days? He stared at the two unatnamed assistant referees fiercely, and Chen will not be angry. If they didn't know how to restrain Yan Lingfeng into a dead end, how could they have attracted the attention of the above? He, a graduate of primary school, understands that this group of bastards don't know the truth.
After the announcement of this result, Director Shang continued to throw a blockbuster bomb. "The game supervision, national referee Yang Qi, referee Zhu Tingwei, assistant referee Wang Chao, assistant referee Ma Bing, suspected of illegally accepting bribes and trying to dominate the results of the game will be subject to quarantine review!"
Director Shang's voice fell, and several young men in black suits immediately came forward to control the game supervisor and assistant referee. As for the referee Zhu Tingwei? Then don't worry at all. Can a waste who was knocked unconscious by three punches and two feet still expect him to escape?
Director Shang came and left in a hurry. Without saying a word, he dodged and left the basketball hall. He is the director of the Guangzhou Provincial General Administration of Sports. On the last phone call, even if he is worried about the development of sports in his hometown, he can only follow orders. In fact, there is no reason in his heart to announce the result of this punishment, but he has no choice but to give a death order, which is more important than the development of sports. Only with a hat can we better promote the development of sports, can't we?
The water clouds in March are still cold in spring, but Yangcheng Guangzhou is already green and peachy, with warble and swallows singing. When he woke up, Yan Lingfeng did not immediately get up to wash, but put on a dress and sat **, silently looking at the bright spring outside the window in a daze.
I don't know how long it took. Before Yan Lingfeng's thoughts were pulled back, he heard a faint sigh coming into his ears, and then Sun Feiying's confused voice sounded, "Woke early?"
"Hmm." Yan Lingfeng replied vaguely that he did not have the impulse to speak now, so his answer was as concise as possible.
"What are you thinking about?" Sun Feiying yawned and slowly sat up and asked casually.
"I didn't think about anything." Yan Lingfeng didn't want to chat clearly, but Sun Feiying didn't feel it and continued to ask, "Are you thinking about yesterday's game? Don't worry, the director of Shang didn't announce the punishment for you on the spot. He must feel sorry for you, so he is ready to redress for you!"
"You are so pitiful! Your whole family is pitiful!" Yan Lingfeng replied rudely, and then some pictures of yesterday's game involuntarily appeared in his mind. Now when he remembered, he seemed to have had a dream. Is it a beautiful dream? Or a nightmare? It's not clear, but the appearance of the three referees or Chen Zhenhua was deeply imprinted in his mind and could not be forgotten for the rest of his life.
"Do you think the home qualification of Panyu Middle School will be cancelled after the rematch the next day?" Yan Lingfeng is dreaming, and Sun Feiying is not strong enough. The home audience of Panyu Middle School has neither discriminated nor posted uncivilized slogans, how can they be disqualified from home?
"Ding-dong, Ding-dong!" Guangzhou is indeed a big city second only to Beijing and Shanghai in China. The hotel conditions are also first-class, and the guest rooms are equipped with doorbells.
"Who is it?" Sun Fei asked angrily. He and Yan Lingfeng were talking happily. At this time, he naturally did not want to be disturbed. Of course, this was only his personal opinion. It is unknown whether Yan Lingfeng was happy or not.
"Open the door quickly!" Xu Jianye's rapid roar came from outside the door. He has always been a coach who likes to disturb people's dreams. In his opinion, the sleep quality of the players is the least important thing.
Sun Feiying scolded and got out of bed and opened the door. There were a thousand 10,000 people in her heart who were unwilling to and could not turn the coach out. God knew what kind of abnormal things this perverted guy would do.
Opening the door impatiently, Sun Feiying was a little dumbfounded, because standing outside the door was far more than Xu Jianye, but also a big familiar back.
"Coach, this..." Sun Feiying rubbed her eyes and looked at Xu Jianye doubtfully.
"What is this? This is Director Shang of the Guangdong Provincial General Administration of Sports. Did Ling Feng get up? Director Shang came to visit him. Xu Jianye waved his hand anxiously and urged, "When you get up, come out to greet them. Director Shang's ability to visit you in your busy schedule is a blessing that you can't cultivate in eight lifetimes. Why don't you come out quickly to express your gratitude?"
Director Shang waved his hand with a reserved smile, "Coach Xu, you can't say that. Yan Lingfeng is wronged, and we can fully understand. He is a very talented player and doesn't need to change himself because of anyone.
Yan Lingfeng in the room is a little dumbfounded. What's the matter? It seems that instead of a stick, there are sweet dates to eat?