Chapter 343 Are you ready to be beaten?

p>There is no impenetrable wall in the world, especially in officialdom. There is little news that can avoid the eyes and ears of officials. Director Shang hurried yesterday, but after returning, he received a message through his own channel that the opponent of Panyu Middle School, that is, in the middle of Shuiyun There is a team member who is highly valued by the Prime Minister. According to the picture, it is not difficult for Director Shang to find that the No. 11 name is Yan Lingfeng, who is the MVP of the basketball game for high school students in Shandong Province, and has also madly scored 8 three-pointers in this invalid game. Of course, this also counts the one blown out by the referee.

Hearing the dialogue at the door, Yan Lingfeng quickly put on his trousers and walked out of bed. He didn't have time to wash it. He greeted him unkemptly. In this way, his image may not be so elegant, but he dares not give up the high-powerful Shang Bureau to wait for a long time. Although the county official is not as good as the current one, and no matter how big the director is, Yan Lingfeng still dares not hold him up. He has a deep understanding of the energy of these officials. The county magistrate and the magistrate who destroyed the family, in the current domestic environment, a small village secretary has great power, not to mention the director, a department-level cadre.

Although he has lived for ten more years, Yan Lingfeng is still not good at dealing with leaders. Although his attitude is very good, he stood in front of Director Shang with his hands for a while and did not know what to say.

"This must be a young and promising student with a bright future, isn't it?" Yan Lingfeng was a little at a loss, but Director Shang was not afraid of making a living. He patted Yan Lingfeng on the shoulder with a smile and said, "I want to review you. It's because we didn't do a good job that we made you feel wronged."

Yan Lingfeng quickly waved his hand and joked. If he accepted Director Shang's apology calmly, God knew whether he could survive on this soil in China.

"Ling Feng, won't you invite us to sit in?" Director Shang looked extremely enthusiastic and kindly took Yan Lingfeng's hand and asked.

A word can live, a word can die. These days, promises are bullshit, and a big man's words are worth a lot of money. Without the Prime Minister's words "I like this young man very much", how could Director Shang damage his official body and be as big or small as an ordinary high school student? People in the officialdom will be aimless whether they do or speak, and it is obviously his purpose for Director Shang to reduce his price.

Yan Lingfeng quickly stretched out his hand to invite him. No matter how much he didn't like to see the big-bellied director in his heart, he must make a warm welcome on the surface.

Director Shang is the director of the Guangdong Provincial General Administration of Sports. Yan Lingfeng and others are engaged in sports, but in fact, there is not much common language between them. Fortunately, Director Shang is good at dancing with long sleeves, so there is no cold scene in half an hour of sympathy.

The schedule of the big shots is accurate to minutes. As soon as half an hour arrived, at the prompt of the secretary, Director Shang got up with a smile and took Yan Lingfeng's hand and said, "Ling Feng, I still have something to do. Again, as long as you are willing to come, the Guangdong men's basketball team will always have yours. Location!"

"Thank you for your appreciation. Hongyuan team is also a team that I like and yearn for, but I'm still young and want to learn a little more knowledge in school." Yan Lingfeng is not familiar. If Director Shang hadn't been stressed, he wouldn't have shouted "Uncle Shang" to the earth.

"Okay, I know that learning is a good thing. Our country's athletes have always been criticized for their low cultural quality. From you, I can see the demeanor of our new generation of Chinese athletes! This is a good thing, and I fully support it. But Ling Feng, you should remember that when you are ready to play professional basketball in the future, don't forget to contact me!" Before leaving, Director Shang did not forget to contact Yan Lingfeng. The future of those who are favored by the Prime Minister will be smooth. He, the director of the Guangdong Provincial General Administration of Sports, always has to make his due contribution to Guangdong's sports cause, right?

I have been sending Director Shang and his party downstairs to the hotel, sat on the Audi A4L and left. Yan Lingfeng and Xu Jianye smiled at each other, and the tacit understanding was unspeakable. With the close attention of Director Shang, when you want to rematch, even if the home qualification of Panyu Middle School is retained, the referees should be much more restrained.

What Yan Lingfeng didn't know is that there was such a comment in the Sports Weekly published today, from Yang Yi, the editor-in-chief of basketball of the weekly newspaper. The title of the article is "The referee of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School, are you ready to be fisted?" The article mentions the game of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School yesterday, and traces the number In the final of the Shandong High School Basketball Competition before the month, the two games had one thing in common, that is, the referee of the two games did not stick to the end of the game. Previously, it was Sun Feiying, and now it is Yan Lingfeng. These two people, even the whole team of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School, are like Liangshan heroes in the past. In the same way, the three referees of the two games were sent to the hospital by them. If you have the courage to collect black money and blow a black whistle, you must be prepared to be admitted to the hospital. Of course, this is only limited to the game of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School.

As soon as this article comes out, it is equivalent to pushing Shuiyun No.1 Middle School to the forefront of the storm. "Sports Weekly" is the largest sports newspaper in China, with great influence. Many sports fans who didn't even know what CHBA was before remembered the name Shuiyun No.1 in their minds and remembered that they dared to wave to the referee. The boy who punched.

Yan Lingfeng and Sun Feiying naturally didn't know that they had become the representatives of the "post-85s violent teenagers" and looked at Director Shang's special car away until it disappeared. Sun Feiying stretched out lazily, "Coach, why did they come so early?"

"Morning?" Xu Jianye stared at Sun Feiying and pointed to the sun in the sky, "It's past nine o'clock. Is it still early?"

Sun Feiying couldn't believe it and took a look at it. Then she spit out her tongue and didn't dare to speak anymore. It was also Xu Jianye who squeezed them too hard. He usually learned to bark like Zhou Pei before six o'clock. Today, he rarely softened his hand, but he didn't expect that the sun had hit his buttocks and they hadn't got up yet.

"Don't stand here stupidly, go back to eat." Xu Jianye did not intend to continue to investigate. He waved his hand and walked back to the hotel with his two beloved disciples.

Near noon, Xu Jianye received a notice from the organizing committee that in order not to affect the normal classes of the players, the rematch was scheduled to be held this afternoon. Although it was a little rushed, Xu Jianye had already thought of this possibility, so he did not panic. And now the two teams have worked hard with each other and have a certain understanding of each other. Therefore, after lunch, Xu Jianye took the team members directly to Panyu Middle School.

Yesterday, they arrived in a hurry less than an hour before the start of the game and entered the battle before they were familiar with the venue. Today, there was plenty of time, so Xu Jianye decided to lead the team members to the scene early to adapt. After all, without the interference of objective factors, Xu Jianye still has great hopes for winning this game.

On the afternoon of the weekend, the campus of Panyu Middle School is quiet. Whether it is a resident or a day student, most of them are unwilling to stay in school at this time. Whether it is going home to reunite with their parents or going out to have fun, it is more attractive than a purgatory campus.

Xu Jianye had contacted the leaders of Panyu Middle School before he came and got their approval, so when the basketball team of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School came to the basketball hall, the door of the stadium was not locked, but opened as if to welcome the arrival of the enemy.

Walking through the long passage, the huge stadium was quiet, and only the sound of a basketball rubbing the floor came. Yan Lingfeng's eyes lit up, and a strange smile appeared at the corners of his mouth when he looked at the familiar back.

Chen Changhua, who was practicing dribbling, felt someone behind him. He turned around and the light in his eyes flashed by. He hesitated and held the ball to meet him.

Yan Lingfeng came out of the crowd, looked at Chen Changhua, who was constantly dripping from his long hair with a smile, and said with a smile, "You are really hardworking!" I don't know how to take a break on the weekend.

Chen Jinghua also smiled, "No, how can you lose your panties together?"

"What about it?" Yan Lingfeng rubbed his wrist and wrote a book with a calm expression.

"I'm happy to accompany you." Chen General Hua was fearless. He turned the basketball with his fingertips and pointed to the direction of the locker room, "I'll give you five minutes to change clothes."

"No need." Yan Lingfeng smiled and said, "It's not a problem to deal with you."

The angry look flashed by, and Chen Zhenhua smiled again and smiled happily, "Are you looking for death?"

"Five balls in one inning, three innings and two wins." Yan Lingfeng rudely came forward and grabbed the basketball on Chen's fingertips, and then dribbled the ball in the direction of the basketball rack.

Chen General Hua stared at Yan Lingfeng's back, and his eyes exuded a strong murderous atmosphere.

One-on-one bullfighting is the favorite game for basketball teenagers. Chen Changhua and Yan Lingfeng are both veterans, so they don't have to explain the rules deliberately.

"You go first and me first?" Yan Lingfeng held the basketball tightly in his hand and was afraid of being robbed by Chen Changhua. He turned his head and asked.

"It's up to you, I'll go first." Chen willhua replied without doubt that it is very important for players of their level to take the lead in the game. In addition, Chen will be a humble person in the first place, so he reached out to take the ball from Yan Lingfeng's arms.

"It turned out to be a guest, how can there be a reason to let the guest defend first? Shall I go first?" Naturally, Yan Lingfeng did not dare to say anything. Chen Zhenhua was born in streetball. It can be imagined that his one-on-one bullfighting level will certainly not be too bad.

Chen Changhua looked at Yan Lingfeng fixedly, with a mocking look in his eyes, "Do you have the courage to play with me in long clothes and trousers? Don't you have the courage to let me attack first?"

"It's a pity that I don't like to be a little sufferer." Yan Lingfeng threw out a word that Chen Generalhua didn't understand very well, and then stood five steps away from Chen's basketball in his hand and said with a smile, "The ball is in my hand now, so I'll attack it!"

Chen Generalhua hesitated for a moment, took a deep look at Yan Lingfeng, and then nodded slowly, "I will make you understand that no matter how many tricks are in front of absolute strength, it is useless!"

"Then come on!" After Yan Lingfeng said this, the momentum of the whole person also changed greatly, like a bow full of strings, ready to go.

And Chen Zhanghua was not willing to show weakness. He squatted slightly, opened his hands, and his eyes were like electricity, just like an invincible shield.