Chapter 409 Fierce as a wolf

"Ah?"

Yan Lingfeng and Xu Jianye thought of it together, but after subconsciously looking back, he exclaimed and looked at the two people who pushed the door in with incredible faces.

"Coach, Ling Feng."

There stood a man and a woman standing at the door. They didn't look very well in spirit. The man was haggard, the woman was weak, dusty and tired, but even so, their faces still had a heartfelt smile, without a forced smile.

"Zijun, Gong...Leader!" After a short period of shock, Yan Lingfeng stood up with ecstasy, flew forward, hugged Fu Zijun and laughed, "Auspicious people have their own heavenly appearance, and auspicious people have their own heavenly appearance!"

"I'm really not interested in men." Fu Zijun still had a smile on his face and said that he was not interested, but he hugged him tighter than Yan Lingfeng.

After a while, the two let go, and their eyes were full of the excitement of the brother's reunion.

Yan Lingfeng turned his head and looked at Gong Jingjiao. Obviously, Gong Jingjiao, who had not fully recovered, looked soft and weak, but the more she was, the more obvious she was than Huajiao.

"What's the matter? Don't you recognize the sick girl?" Gong Jing smiled delicately and leaned against Fu Zijun's body softly, looking at Yan Lingfeng and jokingly.

"This..." Yan Lingfeng touched the back of his head and smiled. Before Gong Jingjiao's car accident, Lu Yunxue once set up to let Yan Lingfeng recognize Gong Jingjiao as his god sister. Of course, dry words are not quoted. At that time, Yan Lingfeng didn't take it to heart, and the tragedy happened a few minutes later. Therefore, if Gong Jingjiao hadn't taken the initiative to mention it, Yan Lingfeng would not have remembered it at all.

Of course, since Gong Jingjiao is still willing to call him "Brother", Yan Lingfeng does not reject it. After all, it is also a very face-looking thing to have a beautiful sister. However, at this time, Yan Lingfeng did not have much happy expression on his face, because he looked at the pair of golden boys and jade girls in front of him who saw the truth and suddenly remembered his "bea beauty". Lu Yunxue was a very principled girl. To put it unpleasantly, she was stubborn. No matter what Yan Lingfeng said, she just refused to show her face. Although the two are now in the Forbidden City, they have no chance for a while, which also makes Yan Lingfeng's regret indescribable.

"What's wrong?" Fu Zijun sensed Yan Lingfeng's gloomy expression tightened and asked.

"It's okay." Yan Lingfeng came to his senses and smiled. Gong Jingjiao woke up from the state of "vegetative". Anyway, it was a big happy event worth celebrating. There was no need for him to block people at this time, did he?

"I'm so happy to see you wake up!" Xu Jianye also came over at this time and nodded with a smile. He was still very satisfied with the leader. When he learned that Gong Jingjiao was unconscious and his life and death were uncertain, his heart was also very uncomfortable. Now seeing Gong Jingjiao standing in front of him, Xu Jianye is really happier than marrying his daughter-in-law.

After a few words of greeting, Xu Jianye wisely let Yan Lingfeng leave his room with Fu Zijun. Fu Zijun and Gong Jingjiao came all the way to Beijing. They must not have come to see him. Xu Jianye is still very clear about this.

Yan Ling rushed out of the door, but as soon as his head came out, his feet stopped involuntarily. He looked at the acquaintance outside the door with a strange expression and coughed gently. For a moment, he didn't know how to deal with it.

It is not someone else waiting outside the door, but Fu Zijun's ex-girlfriend Liu Zhiwei. No matter from what perspective, there is no possibility of these three people walking together, and the more critical question is, how did the three of them get together? Yan Lingfeng is not a curious baby, so he doesn't want to ask. His only idea now is how to escape from the combination of these three people. It is difficult for a clean official to cut off housework. In particular, this kind of emotional dispute is even more reasonable. It's better for him not to get involved as a pure loser and pseudo-wenqing.

Yan Lingfeng's idea is good, but some people don't want him to do what he wants. Fu Zijun, who is still at the door, naturally knows the reason why Yan Lingfeng stopped. He smiled and said, "I know you must be curious. This is not the place to talk. Let's go to your room."

"Ah?" Yan Lingfeng unconsciously opened his mouth. Although he wanted to say, "I'm not curious, I'm not curious at all. I swear to God that I'm really not curious", but finally shook his head and led the man and woman back to his room with a bitter smile.

Pushing the door and walked in, Sun Feiying was playing the handheld game console boredly. Hearing the sound of opening the door, he looked back and jumped up like a ghost. He casually threw the game machine aside and opened his mouth wide. He looked at several people outside the door and tried to swallow a mouthful of saliva, and Yan Lingfeng He also smelled a strong smell of gunpowder. But he is more fortunate than Yan Lingfeng, and Yan Lingfeng can no longer get out of it, but he can completely.

reluctantly squeezed out a smile and smiled at Fu Zijun, which was a greeting. Then he covered his stomach and moaned in pain, "Oh, my stomach hurts so much. It hurts me so much! I have to go to WC, immediately, immediately, urgent, urgent..."

While saying that I didn't know what it was, I rushed out of the room. The muddy water in this bay is not easy to travel, and you can still run as far as you can. Although watching the fire across the shore is not as real as being immersive, you can't be splashed with blood after all, right?

Yan Lingfeng secretly scolded Sun Feiying for being unrighteous, but he was also helpless. He spread out his hands and shrugged his shoulders and said, "Sit down, sit casually."

"Thank you." The day before yesterday, Liu Zhiwei had light makeup on her face and elegant temperament, but today, she did not apply powder, and her eyes were faintly red. Her expression calmly nodded to Yan Lingfeng, and then sat on the sofa in the waiting area first.

"You guys, sit down too!" Yan Lingfeng poured a glass of boiled water for Liu Zhiwei, and then turned back to Fu Zijun and Gong Jingjiao with an awkward expression.

"Hmm." Fu Zijun nodded with a bitter smile, and then helped Gong Jingjiao sit opposite Liu Zhiwei. After hesitating for a moment, he still gritted his teeth and sat next to Gong Jingjiao.

Yan Lingfeng was worried. He didn't know which one the three people were singing. He could only throw himself into ** and pretended to exist.

Beijing Jinpeng Hotel, located near Beijing Sports University, is one of the few four-star hotels nearby. It is also the only business hotel that integrates accommodation, dining, conference and simulated golf driving range, and is also the only one with The hotel with a courtyard-style room, and the coach and all the team members of Nanjing Jiuzhong are staying in this hotel.

People can't be compared, because comparing people will make people angry to death. The accommodation conditions of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School have improved significantly compared with before, but compared with Nanjing No. 9 Middle School, it is really a sky and an underground. After all, one comes from a small seaside county town, and the other is the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, the pride of Qinhuai, and the innate conditions It determines their acquired environment.

As the absolute core of Nanjing Ninth Middle School, Su Mo has a prominent family background. The room is a courtyard-style room where you can rest outdoors. It is transparent from north to south and equipped with large light glass windows. When you are indoors, you can breathe the freshest air and enjoy the beautiful scenery outside.

At such a sunny noon, Su Mo leisurely sat on the rattan chair and took a nap with his eyes slightly closed. There was a purple sand pot beside him. Next to the purple sand pot, there was a thick pile of information about a person.

Sum, Su Mo opened his eyes, and the light flashed by. He smiled and said to himself, "Yan Lingfeng, you are really an interesting person!"

"It's more than interesting!" Suddenly, a resolute voice came from behind Su Mo, "It's simply very interesting!"

"Yes, it's really interesting." Su Mo picked up the purple clay pot and nodded slowly. "With such a person as an opponent, I feel that life is so beautiful and the sunshine is so bright!"

The person who came from behind Su Mo is about 30 years old, wearing a loose sportswear, with beautiful eyebrows, long arms, and slightly thin. This person is the head coach of Nanjing Jiuzhong Middle School and the famous "Chinese Jordan" Hu Weidong in the domestic basketball world.

Hu Weidong is a representative of the "golden generation" of Chinese basketball in the 1990s. He has comprehensive technology, flexible movements, accurate long-range shots, rapid and ingenious breakthroughs, strange and accurate passes, and has been selected as the best lineup of CBA many times. At present, he has retired from the Jiangsu men's basketball team. Like Adijiang, Gong Xiaobin and others, he is also ready to take up a coaching position after retirement, and Nanjing No. 9 Middle School is his first experimental field.

Chinese people pay attention to "good start", and Hu Weidong is naturally no exception. After careful consideration, he accepted the teaching whip of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School. After all, he is the debut of his coaching career. He does not want to stain his brilliant basketball career. Therefore, since coaching, he has often stayed up late to fight. He has carefully studied and prepared every opponent, and does not despise every opponent, let alone be afraid of every opponent. Just like when he played, only in this way can he ensure that the team will win all the way. Like walking on thin ice and trembling, Hu Weidong doesn't cherish this job much. After all, Jiangsu Sports Bureau, Nanjing Sports Bureau and other government offices that make countless people salivate have a lot of iron rice bowls waiting for him to pick up, but even so, Hu Weidong will still invest 100% of his efforts, which is his basketball. The attitude is even more responsible for himself.

"Just not long ago, he gave you such a comment." Hu Weidong sat down on the rattan chair beside Su Mo and said with a smile, "It's as cunning as a fox and as fierce as a wolf. I think this evaluation is very pertinent and vivid.

Su Mo laughed and said, "Should I take the wine and go to him for three cups in a row? Ziqi met Boya, a bosom friend of Gao Liushui!"

Hu Weidong also laughed, but if Yan Lingfeng saw this scene, he would be pale and cold-hearted. Hu Weidong and Su Mo knew exactly what he said to Xu Jianye in the secret room an hour ago. Is there any way to play this game?

"Uncle Hu, to be honest, are we a little shameless?" Su Mo put away his smile and asked Hu Wei with a serious look.

Hu Weidong's face darkened, and his expression was a little embarrassed for a moment. Obviously, he was not very honored by the eavesdropping, but his hesitant expression only stayed on his face for a moment. Soon Hu Weidong gritted his teeth and shook his head and said, "Su Mo, remember that the winner is the king on the basketball court! In order to win, I can do whatever it takes!"

[It's not to black anyone, Hu Weidong is a basketball player that I respect and like very much, or that sentence, the plot needs to be!]