Chapter 357 Great Wisdom and Little Smart

On the basket, Wu Fengtao roared. The reason why he rejected the dunk before was that he had always been sure that the dunk was an insult to basketball. No matter how high the "flying man" Jordan flew, in his eyes, he would never be as good as the fatal shot before the end of 1998. No matter how handsome Kobe Bryant was, Wu Fengtao was always strong. 12 three-pointers in a single game can reflect Kobe's chicness.

But at this moment, Wu Fengtao suddenly found that he was wrong and outrageous. What he didn't know was that the dunk had such a great charm. It was just a dunk. He had left all his previous irritability behind. At this moment, his whole body was full of excitement. When his hands touched the basket, his heart was so wild; when he saw his strength in the afterglow When the strong Liu Wei flew out of the bottom line like fallen leaves, his blood was so crazy!

Yes, Liu Wei overestimated his physical resistance. Since then, his body can walk horizontally in the national competition except for Changyang, but Wu Fengtao, a "ma pole" that does not look very strong, gave Liu Wei, who is full of confidence, a blow in the head. The two of them came into contact. Liu Wei felt a surge of overwhelming power, which made him unable to resist at all, and then gravity shook his head and said "goodbye" to him.

When he said goodbye, he had fallen on the floor with his limbs. The "ordinary" muffled sound undoubtedly came from the sound produced after his thick back came into contact with the floor.

The referee, Wu Botao, also Wu Fengtao's own family, hesitated for a moment, and still let go of Liu Wei, who blocked the foul. This guy was pitiful enough. Together with compassion, Wu Botao still gave up his plan to make up for Liu Wei completely fall into the abyss.

Wu Fengtao, who had exchanged feelings with Wu Botao from time before, abnormally recognized Wu Botao's inaction. The congested brain has forgotten the poor Liu Wei. History is written by the winner. Some people like to smear the losers, such as the wise and magical Tang Taizong Li Shimin But some people will choose to smile generously, such as Wu Fengtao.

Wu Fengtao returned to the locker room surrounded by his teammates. With his whistle dunk, Shuiyun No.1 Middle School also fixed the score of the two teams at 31:39 and 8 points at the end of the first half. It looked quite a lot, but in fact, as long as Shuiyun No.1 Middle School could play its own style, it wanted to fill it. This pit is actually not too difficult.

Xu Jianye's face was very depressed. Of course, it was not the result of the score, but because of a person who once disappointed him and now disappointed him again. Zhao Senming sat in the corner of the dressing room with his eyes. When Xu Jianye walked into the locker room, almost everyone raised their heads. Only Zhao Senming still looked so happy and sad, as if he didn't realize that the coach was going to speak.

Xu Jianye did not hide his disappointment at all. Everyone was looking at him, but he just looked at Zhao Senming himself.

The guest team's locker room fell into silence, and even the sound of breathing became cautious. For such a long time, all the team members have known Xu Jianye very well. It is clear that when Xu Jianye stared at a person without saying a word, he was ready to get angry.

"Coach, can you give me some time?"

At this time, the only person who dares to make his voice is Yan Lingfeng. Only he is qualified to say this sentence.

Xu Jianye finally withdrew his murderous eyes and looked at Yan Lingfeng after hesitating for a moment, "Useful?"

"Useful!"

Yan Lingfeng nodded heavily. Whether it was useful or not, he had to stand up. Zhao Senming was a brother who fought side by side with him all the way to now. He couldn't and couldn't bear to watch him fall behind at this time. Yan Lingfeng knows Xu Jianye too well. He knows that he is afraid that the coach is really angry this time. If Zhao Senming can't sincerely admit his mistake, he is likely to be directly removed from the team by Xu Jianye. Will Zhao Senming admit his mistake? According to Yan Lingfeng's understanding of him, it is very difficult! Zhao Senming is a tougher person on the outside and inside. He wants him to bow his head. Maybe someone can do it, but this person is definitely not in the locker room.

Maybe he wanted to give Zhao Senming another chance, or maybe he just didn't want to refute Yan Lingfeng's face. After meditating for a long time, Xu Jianye nodded slowly, "Three minutes! I only give you three minutes."

Yan Lingfeng nodded silently, and then silently saw Xu Jianye leave the locker room.

Before Yan Lingfeng could speak, Zhao Senming took the initiative to say, "Ling Feng, thank you. But you don't have to persuade me. I think it's time to leave.

"Why?" Yan Lingfeng still didn't have time to speak, and Sun Feiying rushed to say, "Why are you? What right do you have to leave? We have all walked all the way to the present, sweating, bleeding and crying! Each of us has tried our best, and everyone has never given up easily. Why do you?

"I don't like it." Sun Feiying was as passionate as fire, but Zhao Senming was as quiet as ice, and his face seemed to wear a human skin mask and said slowly, "I don't like basketball anymore. I'm sorry. I'm not a person who likes to force myself, so I can only say sorry to all of you."

Sun Feiying jumped straight, and a pair of iron fists were clenched and loosened, but they never greeted Zhao Senming's face.

"Come with me!" If Zhao Senming is a piece of ice, then Yan Lingfeng at this moment is like a ten-thousand-year-old black iron, revealing a suffocating coldness all over his body.

Throwing down this sentence, Yan Lingfeng didn't care whether Zhao Senming agreed or not. He stood up and left the locker room first.

Without any hesitation, Zhao Senming got up and followed Yan Lingfeng out of the locker room.

Xu Jianye squatted in the corridor to smoke, but Yan Lingfeng didn't seem to see him and walked over from his side.

The facilities of Panyu Middle School are still very advanced, and each dressing room has a separate bathroom, so when Yan Lingfeng came in, the huge bathroom was empty and there was no one.

"C Close the door." Yan Lingfeng turned around and fixedly looked at Zhao Senming's order.

Zhao Senming was also obedient and really turned around and closed the door.

There was a muffled sound. This was not the sound of Zhao Senming closing the door, but the sound of Yan Lingfeng's iron fist on Zhao Senming's cheek.

With a fierce punch, Yan Lingfeng suddenly followed another punch. His physique was different from ordinary people. His whole body was like copper cast iron, and a pair of fists were as hard as diamond. After these two heavy fists, Zhao Senming's yellow face had already It turned purple and black.

Blood flowed down the corners of his mouth, but Zhao Senming didn't seem to feel pain, and his eyes looked at Yan Lingfeng dullly.

"Are you unhappy? Do you hate me very much? Are you quite wronged? Yan Lingfeng pulled a mocking smile on the corners of his mouth and pointed to Zhao Senming rudely and said, "It doesn't matter. I allow you to hate me and wait for your revenge at any time. But there is one sentence I must remind you that these two punches are not the end, but just the beginning. You can fight back now, but I don't promise I won't fight back. You can also get out now, as far as you can. But you'd better not let me see you, otherwise, hit once!"

Zhao Senming didn't seem to hear Yan Lingfeng's words. He didn't return or get out of here. He looked at Yan Lingfeng in a daze.

"Get out of here!" Yan Lingfeng suddenly roared hysterically, waved a heavy punch, smashed on the smooth tiles, donated blood, and flew debris. It can be seen how much force he used in this punch, and how angry he was at this moment.

"I can't understand you." Zhao Senming, who had been silent, suddenly opened his mouth, wiped the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and then took out a bag of tissues from his pocket and threw them to Yan Lingfeng. "There are not many more than me, and there is no less than me. If I were you, I would never do this."

"Are you me?" Yan Lingfeng threw the paper towel directly into the urine pool and let the blood flow from the back of his hand. His blood-red eyes stared at Zhao Sen and roared, "You are not me! You will never understand what it means to have no brothers and no basketball! You won't understand how pathetic people are! Zhao Senming, to be honest, I look down on you!"

Zhao Senming's face turned pale. Yan Lingfeng's words hit his heart like a sharp sword. He really wanted to tell Yan Lingfeng that he acted at a time and told Yan Lingfeng that he was still his brother, but did he deserve it?

Yan Lingfeng's eyes were burning, as if he could see through people's hearts. Zhao Senming did not dare to look at Yan Lingfeng, so he could only bow his head and dodge everywhere.

"Zhao Senming! Think about the parents who are looking forward to it in front of the TV, and think about Xue Dan who keeps writing your name in class! Think about the supporters of the whole school and even the whole city cheering for each of our goals! Let me ask you, are you really qualified to give up?

Yan Lingfeng finally stopped shouting. As his voice calmed down, his mood did not seem to be so excited. "I never deny that you are a smart person. I won't comment on whether you are a big wisdom or a little cleverness. But there is a saying that smart is mistaken for cleverness, and smart people are often the easiest to get into trouble. Think about it, what is your reason for giving up? Is it true that you don't like basketball or are not eager to win?

Before Zhao Senming could answer, Yan Lingfeng continued to say, "No, you can't see hope and the future on the road of basketball. You have always compared with me all the time, but the result makes you more and more frustrated. You can't compare with me and was humiliated by Chen General Hua, so you choose to give up when you are discouraged. Am I right?

Yan Lingfeng's words hit the nail on the head, which made Zhao Senming have a sense of having nothing to escape. Yan Lingfeng is right. He has always regarded himself as a smart person, but today he knows that he is wrong and ridiculously wrong. A really smart person should never deliberately show anything like Yan Lingfeng. If it is stupid. Only big wise people can be free from trifles, and only small smart people will eat and drink every meal for nothing and never take the initiative to pay out.

Thinking of this, Zhao Senming only felt that his cheeks were hot. He may have been beaten by Yan Lingfeng, but it is more likely that he is ashamed in his heart.

[Oh, I'm also a house owner, and I can finally escape without the first round of blind date.]