"......" Since Huang Mao said so carefully, Hong Tao hurriedly took the small book into the schoolbag, and when he went to class again, he secretly took it out, and after turning a page, it was full of Huang Mao's handwriting of wild grass, compared to his language homework, it was indeed more neat, but Hong Tao only read the title of the first line, closed the book, and threw it back into the schoolbag, that line only had four words: girl|heart. (

Hong Tao has seen this thing in his last life, not only has he seen it, but he has also copied it himself, how to say it, this is a small yellow article, Cheng dù is very ordinary, and the masterpieces that circulated on the Internet in later generations cannot be compared, it is said that there was it in the buzzing era, and there is also a memoir called Manna, and I don't know if it was written by that master. However, if it is put in the 8o era, it is a standard flood beast, it is 100% **, whether it is seen by parents or teachers, there is only one consequence, tear it up and beat it or get a punishment.

Hong Tao originally wanted to tear this thing up, but after thinking about it, it was not easy for Huang Mao to copy it for a long time, and he deliberately showed it to himself, this is the rhythm of having good things to share with his brothers. If you tear it up like this, it hurts his self-esteem too much, and it's not conducive to unity and friendship, so it's better to give it back to him after class, and by the way, tell him, don't go around.

Before ............the bell rang for the end of class, Hong Tao appeared on the back door window of the classroom with Wang Yonghong's face.

"What are you doing in physical education class?" After the bell rang, Hong Tao saw Wang Yonghong wearing a sportswear, and she was still holding a rectangular thing wrapped in newspaper.

“…… What did you give me, give it back to you. I hate ......!" Wang Yonghong bit his lip and blushed, and stuffed the newspaper bag in his hand into Hong Tao's arms, although his mouth was scolding. But the eyes and expressions don't seem to be angry, but a little coquettish.

"I ...... You are sassy in the morning!" Hong Tao looked at Wang Yonghong's graceful back walking away, and didn't understand what was wrong with this girl, could it be that the side effects of the chorus the day before yesterday hadn't passed?

“…… This Nima is unscientific! How did my tape get to her?" But when Hong Tao opened the newspaper bag, his eyes almost didn't squeeze out of his slitted eye, and the newspaper was actually wrapped in a videotape, and it looked very similar to the two tapes that Ralph brought him. There are also words written on it that are self-taught.

"It's over...... This is a complete loss of image.,Show this kind of self-learning video to other girls.,Isn't this what Chi Guoguo wants to say.。 She might as well give me a big mouth!" Thinking about what happened when she was with Wang Yonghong the day before yesterday, Hong Tao probably remembered that she had flipped through the suitcase, and she should have taken the tape away at that time.

Hong Tao is not afraid that someone will watch this videotape. The problem is that the way of looking at it is very bad. If you took the initiative to show her. This can only mean that I want to wake up with her tomorrow morning, but let her go to see it like this, it is likely to be misunderstood that she is reminding her of something, the problem is that I really don't want to remind her of anything, this thing can't be explained, the more you explain, the more troublesome it becomes!

"Hey, Hong Tao, what a piece. Lend me a look. When Hong Tao was snorting his teeth, Huang Mao came over again.

"Look at it! Get this back. Just take a look at it yourself, don't scatter around, if other team members also get this thing from you, then I'll stop your training first!" Hong Tao was depressed and had nowhere to sprinkle it, and Huang Mao rushed to catch one, not ruined it at all, and it was all on his head.

"I copied it for you, and I still have it there. Huang Mao didn't realize that he had touched the moldy head, and he was still offering his courtesy.

“…… This is not a martial arts movie, I'll bring you two new ones tomorrow. Hong Tao didn't take Huang Mao anymore, put the manuscript in his pocket, said that he accepted it, and then gave Huang Mao a promise to reward him for his style of not forgetting to have good things.

"Then don't forget, by the way, today I heard my neighbor say that the basketball team of Fengsheng Middle School is going to make an appointment with them, right in their playground, shall we go and see?" As soon as Huang Mao heard that there was a video to watch, he no longer pestered Hong Tao about the game in his hand, but reported the recent developments of the basketball team.

"Look, let's go, help cheer up, by the way, the rich basketball team is also in the junior high school grade, right?" Hong Tao suddenly remembered something, he said it last year, but he almost forgot it this year.

"Well, they learned from us, and they don't even have a coach, it's far behind, cut!" Huang Mao looked disdainful, as if he was a national team himself.

"In the afternoon, you ask them, if they are willing to join us, if they are willing to join, the treatment is the same, and they can also participate in our league this year. "Hong Tao is about to start expanding his army again.

"Ah!?still accept people?What is the league?" Huang Mao has never had a clear understanding of Hong Tao's crazy Cheng Dù, every time he feels that he is going to touch the law, Hong Tao will suddenly do another thing that is out of his cognition.

"Collect, as long as you are willing to come, you will accept it, you can help me inquire, and if you have it, you will sue me. League...... It's the competition I told you about for half a year, and then the prize money, and then you will understand. Hong Tao felt that he had something to do again, first he had to prepare for the league schedule, and then he had to think about how to manage more and more teams in the future.

Since there may be teams joining at any time in the future, Hong Tao decided to take the semester as a season, two seasons a year, and play once a week. The venue of the competition can only be tentatively set in your own school, and if you rent a regular venue for all the games, not only is the cost too high, but the time is not guaranteed, so let's make do with it first. Anyway, today's children don't take a little injury or illness seriously, and the parents of students don't care about where their children are broken or something. In fact, this is also the reason why sports in the school were carried out relatively well, if every time the child is injured, the parents have to run to the teacher to make trouble, then the teacher really does not dare to organize the students to do any exercise.

Not only did he go to see the afternoon game, but even Coach Pang went to watch it, not only to be a referee, but also to see if the team that had trained for more than a month was different from the team that had not undergone formal training. The result of the game made him both relieved and disappointed, and it was gratifying that the basketball team in 157 relied on the basic joint defense to win quite neatly, and the disappointment was that in addition to playing a little bit of cooperation at the beginning, the rest of the time was nonsense.

Even if Hong Tao, the temporary coach, played tricks and called a timeout several timesout, but within two minutes of playing, it was still the center dribbling and attacking, and the guard ran under the opponent's rebound to grab the rebound, and there was no routine at all. In fact, this can't be blamed on these players, they have been training with Hong Tao for about a month from beginning to end, and they can stand in the defensive formation correctly, which is already good.

As for the basketball team of Fengsheng Middle School, they rushed to the ground, but they were beaten to the ground, and a group of little boys were all wilted, and there was still a gap between imagination and reality. But this just helped Huang Mao, persuading a group of children who had just suffered defeat to join the regular training, it was much easier than convincing a group of high-spirited children, and soon Hong Tao added a fourth team to this small organization, the Fengsheng Middle School team!

"Hong Tao, the coach is happy from the bottom of my heart that you can organize these children to play basketball, I don't know if it will help them study, but at least it can let them do something serious, which is a good thing. But you look down on me too much, I can't take so many children to train at once, and there are not so many playgrounds in the school, this is already the limit, if you accept people again, we will have no place to practice!"

"Coach Pang, you don't think this will work, can you help me find a coach, let's divide the team into two schools to train, there are also four basketball courts here, isn't it a waste?" Hong Tao felt that what Coach Pang said was not unreasonable, but this problem could be solved in a more perfect way, and it didn't necessarily have to shrink the scale.

"Yes...... I can find it, I also have a colleague in my unit, who used to be in the Bayi team, and the level is better than mine, but he is a little older than me, but it's no problem to take these children. But your uncle agrees, you have to spend a lot of money on him this year, right? And the school here agrees to let you use the playground here for training, you can't be the master, right?" Coach Pang really thought about Hong Tao, he felt that Hong Tao's stall was too big.

"Hmm...... Money is not a problem, and the school should not be a problem, Coach Pang, you said that the kind of red plastic floor on the playground of the sports school is sold there? If I ask my uncle to replace all the basketball courts in my school with that kind of plastic, will it be much more comfortable to play in the future?" Hong Tao understands Coach Pang's worries very well, but he will not follow Coach Pang's train of thought to think, he has his own ideas, this scale not only cannot be reduced, but must continue to expand.

When I came to this era, there are not many things that I can bring to this era. I don't have the ability to do that, and I don't want to do that, but if I do it, it will probably be a tragedy in the end. (To be continued......)

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