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"Lao Yang, I have long reminded you that the ball must also move when you try to move, otherwise you won't be able to shake people, and it will be easy to be stealed!"

Yang Tang was not discouraged, and humbly accepted Liu Yu's opinion: "Come again!"

Another tentative step, Liu Yu still held Yang Tang with one hand and took out the ball with the other, but this time Yang Tang's tentative step only clicked, and then suddenly started and went straight to the basket. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Liu Yu was stunned by Yang Tang's starting speed, and after a little stunned, Yang Tang had already thrown off his distance of one and a half steps, and he couldn't catch up if he wanted to, so he could only watch Yang Tang easily get on the basketball.

"I'll go, your starting speed seems to be about the same as catching up with my senior brother Wei Qingfeng!" Liu Yu sighed.

"Wei Qingfeng?"

Yang Tang wondered in his heart, and was about to ask who this surnamed Wei was, but the glasses were surprised: "Really fake? Can Lao Yang's footsteps catch up with Wei Qingfeng?"

"Why am I lying to you!" Liu Yu said, "Even if (speed) is almost not too far!"

"Doesn't that mean that Yang can go to the NBA to play?" the glasses joked.

Yang Tang suddenly turned out Wei Qingfeng's information from his memory, this is a Chinese point guard who only participated in the NBA draft in June last year, is 188 tall, and has now secured the main position in Los Angeles.

"Glasses, don't be kidding, I'm going to the NBA to find abuse......"

"That's right!" Liu Yu echoed honestly, "The main thing is that Lao Yang's height is only 180, and the confrontation is also weak, my senior brother Wei Qingfeng's speed is only slightly faster than Lao Yang, but his stride is relatively large, and it only takes one step to sweep the defender's body, which is terrifying!"

Yang Tang also agreed, played with Liu Yu for a while, then went back to the dormitory for a lunch break, and slept until two o'clock in the afternoon before rushing to the classroom to continue the assault on the college entrance examination subjects.

Two days later, Yang Tang met Liu Yu and glasses on the basketball court again.

After trying to play a few heads-up balls, Liu Yu exclaimed: "Wow, rely on Lao Yang, your starting step is actually faster than the previous two days, and you can prevent a fart!"

Yang Tang obviously didn't believe it: "You are really fake, why don't I feel it?"

"Believe it or not, you're just going to get faster anyway. ”

Seeing Liu Yu's serious expression, Yang Tang gradually had doubts in his heart: Could it be related to the strengthening of the dream realm......

When he was resting on the sidelines, his glasses came up and he whispered, "By the way, Lao Yang, have you heard?"

"What did I hear?" Yang Tang was puzzled.

"There's a rumor at school that someone wants to find fault with you!"

"Looking for me?" Yang Tang was stunned for a moment, "Who?"

"It's not clear about the specifics, it should be in a different class from you......"

Yang Tang frowned.

At this time, Liu Yu also came over and interjected: "I also heard about the matter, I heard that someone is instigating the little cub of the first year of high school, and is planning to find a chance to deal with you!"

Yang Tang was speechless, he had no doubt that the freshman students would dare to beat him outside the school, he had seen this kind of thing a few times when he was a freshman in high school, it was nothing more than standing up in the entire grade, but any freshman who felt that he had a little strength and connections had done this.

******

The next day came to Saturday.

However, the students in the third year of high school still have to attend classes, but they do not study at night and are closed on Sundays.

Four classes in the morning, two history and two Chinese, Yang Tang reviewed his English and mathematics as usual, the first two history classes were fine, and Lao Gan had completely given up on him.

As a result, in the last two Chinese classes, Lao Wang announced the temporary exam as soon as he entered the classroom, and when he said this, he stared at Yang Tang (the first row) under his nose, making it clear that he didn't want Yang Tang to learn other subjects.

Yang Tang finally used a class plus a break to finish all the topics other than composition, but as soon as the fourth class came up in the second half of the class, Lao Wang asked Yang Tang to read his penultimate poem question.

As mentioned earlier, the composition of this world only accounts for 45 points, and the poetry question is 25 points, so if you calculate by the number of words, the poetry question becomes the big one.

"Today's poem is titled "Ode to Peony", Yang Tang, read your poem ......"

Yang Tang: "......"

"Read!" urged Wang.

"The remnants of the red began to spit out the fragrance, and the good name is called the King of Flowers. boasted of the unparalleled beauty in the world and monopolized the first fragrance in the world. Yang Tang wanted to read the "Peony" of Pi Rixiu in his previous life.

Almost all the students in the classroom were dazzled, and Lu Qin was no exception, but after that, everyone had different expressions of envy, jealousy, appreciation, etc., but Bai Keqing by the window was indifferent from beginning to end.

"Done?"

"It's over, it's okay to say five words or seven words on this topic, don't I meet the requirements?"

"No!" Lao Wang waved his hand, revealing a look of unfinished and slightly unhappy, "Can't you write a little longer, make a word or something?"

Yang Tang rolled his eyes: "Do you want me to write an ancient prose?"

"Okay, okay, you write ...... you write"

"But teacher, these 25 points require you to write poems, and the prose is obviously not on topic!" As Yang Tang teased, the whole class burst into laughter.

Lao Wang was a little annoyed and angry: "What are you laughing at? If you have the ability, you can also write a poem, as long as you have half of Yang Tang's level, I will count you as 25 points!"

The class fell silent.

This time it was Yang Tang's turn to be unhappy, and said in his heart: Lao Wang, you are obviously a map cannon, and you have made me hate...... No, you have to round it up!

"Teacher Wang, you're not right, you didn't score during the college entrance examination, you said you can count?"

The class laughed again.

******

After class at noon, the beautiful squad leader Lu Qin blocked Yang Tang at the door of the classroom: "Third senior brother, the poems are well written!"

"Thank you for the compliment. Yang Tang wanted to squeeze out after a perfunctory sentence, but Lu Qin was stunned and didn't let him, and he was still standing there with his chest that was beginning to take shape, "Class leader, what do you mean?"

"One meaning, the "Ode to Peony" you wrote today is not as wonderful as the heart of that day, didn't you do your best?"

When Yang Tang heard this, he felt that his egg hurt, and said in his heart: Lao Tzu didn't do his best to care about your! At the same time, he stretched out two fingers and compared them horizontally: "Do you understand?"

Lu Qin was stunned: "What does this gesture mean?"

"Two...... Don't you understand?" As he spoke, Yang Tang suddenly clasped Lu Qin's shoulders with both hands, pushed her out of the door frame, and left directly, deliberately angry with her, and recited loudly: "The flowers of water, land, grass and trees, the lovely ones are very cute." Jin Tao Yuanming loves chrysanthemum alone. Since Li Tanglai, the world loves peonies very much. To the only love ......"

Lu Qin's eyes lit up when she heard the beginning, and when Yang Tang's voice was far away, she was so angry that she died: "Yang Tang, you stop for me!!" She quickly ran downstairs and chased in the direction of the cafeteria.

It's a pity that Yang Tang didn't plan to go to the afternoon class at all, so naturally he wouldn't go to the cafeteria to eat. He went straight back to the dormitory, packed some things, left the school gate with a bag, and took the bus home.

******

Wudu University, Songlin Village Family Area.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Who?" Hearing the voice of the young version of his mother coming from inside the door, Yang Tang was a little excited.

"I, Xiaohong!"

Xiaohong is Yang Tang's nickname, before the third grade of primary school, Yang Tang was still called Yang Hong, but later the more superstitious grandmother invited someone to tell Yang Tang's fortune, and the result was that he was born with a lack of wood in the five elements, and his name had to belong to wood under the premise of the surname of wood, so he changed his current name.

"Xiaohong, why did you come back so early? Doesn't your school have classes on Saturday afternoon?" Mom muttered in the door, and opened the security door with a click.

Yang Tang immediately saw his mother's familiar figure.

Only in her early forties, the young version of the mother.

However, even in this situation, the young mother's temples are already gray.

Yang Tang, who noticed this detail, couldn't help but redden, and he hugged his mother: "Mom-"

"Hey, what's wrong with you, Xiaohong?" Mother Yang was a little puzzled.

Yang Tang hugged his mother into the house.

"Where's my dad?"

Mother Yang hesitated: "He went to Yujing." ”

"What is Dad doing in Yujing?"

"It's not for you, a stinky boy, he wants to find a relationship and see if he can help you get a place for training!"

"Committee training?!" Yang Tang didn't know what committee training was at this time in his previous life, but now he understands it, and he understands that the commission training indicators in this life are more difficult to get than after the expansion of the university in the previous life, "Why do you ask your father to tell grandma about the commission training quota?

"Silly boy, can you find a good job when you come out of college?" Yang's mother complained to Yang Tang, "Your father plans to help you get a quota for the ministry to train in Beijing this time, so that you can go directly to work after graduation." ”

"Ministry?" Yang Tang was a little confused, he didn't remember that his father knew the senior officials of the ministry?

"By the way, Xiaohong, did you come back so early, did you have lunch?"

"Didn't eat. ”

"Then I'll give you a hot spot!"

"Mom, don't get it, I'll eat two fruits for a while, and I'll eat them together for dinner." ”

"Shall I serve you a bowl of noodles?"

"Hmm. "I can't resist my mother, Yang Tang nodded, and he should be done.

Back in his room, Yang Tang turned on the computer to surf the Internet, and after some searching, he found that since the Wu Zhou Dynasty, many medieval celebrities in the long history of the previous life have disappeared, but the Chinese heritage is endless, and there are other celebrities who have replaced the historical status of the original celebrities.

Suddenly there was a soft knock on the door, and then my mother walked in with a bowl of hot noodles: "Eat." ”

Yang Tang took the bowl and chopsticks, sniffed the long-lost fragrance of noodles, and then Xili snorted and ate.

My mother glanced at the literary and historical celebrities on the computer, and asked softly, "Looking up information?"

"Hmm. ”

Yang Tang turned to his mother and responded casually.

A hint of relief flashed in my mother's eyes, and she was a little worried, and said: "It's a pity that there is less than half a year, if you work so hard earlier, your results will not be ......."

Hearing this, a trace of inexplicable sourness flashed in Yang Tang's heart, and he wanted to say something to his mother, but after opening his mouth, he was speechless.

After eating noodles and leaving the room, Yang Tang touched his chin and thought about whether to register the poems and songs that he could remember in his head on the Internet or something.

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