Now that you've been reborn, do you have a system or something? The system system you come out. There was no reaction.

Lin Man opened his eyes vigorously and stared at the girls passing by, his eyes were sour, there was no perspective, there was nothing, except that his eyes were a little dazzled.

Is there a gold finger, a stone into gold or something? I clicked it twice, it's too stupid, put it away. I didn't see that the girls who were staring at me just now were pointing fingers at me.

The space-time administration bureau responsible for rebirth is also too irresponsible, what kind of broken skills are given, and the strength can't be controlled.

Lin walked aimlessly, and the students who went to and from the cafeteria came and went. Lin Man looked at the student cafeteria numbered one, two, three, and four, which he was once familiar with, and did not have any appetite. Unconsciously, Lin Man walked to the basketball court.

The memory is confusing, and it seems that there is something wrong with the memory. Lin Man can clearly remember his wife's appearance and her angry demeanor, and can remember a paper written by a student before he passed out. But if I go back, I can't even remember yesterday's events, and all kinds of memories come and go, and the time is extremely chaotic, just like the chaotic scene shown by the fast-forward camera in a movie.

It hurts, the more I think about it, the more my head hurts, and I feel like my head is cracking. Lin Man held on to a basketball hoop, his head rested on the cold metal frame, the pain was so painful that he couldn't help but hit the basketball hoop with his forehead, making a "clang" sound, echoing in the empty basketball court in the evening.

"Hey, are you alright?" asked a pleasant voice.

Lin Man turned his head, and his eyes immediately opened to the maximum.

Lin Man's young heart was shouting. She was talking to me, and the heart shouted again.

Uncle Lin Man was very excited, he didn't dare to say a few more words to Zhang Yan in his previous life, but he actually had a chance today.

Zhang Yan was wearing a sportswear, and her hair was tied into a ponytail braid at the back of her head, looking neat and neat. She stood next to her with a basketball in her hand, and her eyes seemed to ask, "Are you really okay?"

The young Lin Man felt that blood was pouring on his face, but the soul of the middle-aged man made him immediately regain his clarity.

"I'm really fine, just a bit of a headache. Lin Man smiled.

"I saw you knocked down and fainted in the afternoon. Zhang Yan paused, frowned slightly, and then said politely, "Goodbye." ”

"Hey, wait a minute. Lin Man felt that his courage was about to run out. But the middle-aged Lin Man's reason told him that something had to be said.

The girl turned her head, did not speak, and asked something with her smart eyes.

"Do you want to play for a while? After sweating out, you'll feel much better. The middle-aged Lin Man felt a trace of sadness from the girl's eyes, and subconsciously made a suggestion.

The girl hesitated for a moment, then simply nodded: "Okay, one-on-one." ”

Five minutes later......

Lin Man was very depressed when he was abused.

Height, bounce, rebounding, dribbling, all aspects were abused by Zhang Yan to the point of incompleteness.

When stealing, Lin Man was embarrassed to make physical contact, and resolutely maintained a gentlemanly demeanor. The small actions that I usually play, what sticks to squeeze and step on the arch, are all abolished.

The most important thing is that the right hand does not dare to use it. So Lin Man, who played with his left hand, scored pitifully few points. He seemed to have felt the girl's contemptuous gaze.

Lin Man was very depressed, Meimei, don't you play volleyball, how can you play basketball? Lin Man decided not to keep his strength anymore, because he was completely unqualified to keep it.

After fighting, Lin Man decided not to compare his basket skills with Zhang Yan, and distanced herself, so that she could see her secret weapon, the long-range shot in her golden left hand. With a shake of his left wrist, it feels very good, yes! Sure enough, the basketball drew a perfect arc and hollowed into the basket.

Again, again. Again, directly a three-pointer. Whether it is front, side or zero degree angle, Lin Man's left-handed long-range shooting technique began to exert power, and he finally saved some face with 8 out of 10 shots.

When Lin Man was deceived by Zhang Yan's feint, the game came to an abrupt end because Lin Man's right hand accidentally slapped the ball. The innocent basketball exploded to pieces.

"This basketball has internal injuries. Lin Man said affirmatively, and then apologized weakly, "I'm sorry, I'll give you a new ball another day." ”

"No, it's the quality of the basketball. Zhang Yan is also the first time to see a basketball shattered.

No, Lin Man insisted on giving Zhang Yan a new ball. What a good excuse, it's the same as borrowing a book from a girl, borrowing it to be returned, and borrowing it again when it is returned.

Zhang Yan declined.

The two of them were suddenly silent, neither knowing what to say.

"Thank you. Lin Man and Zhang Yan said to each other at the same time.

The two of them were stunned at the same time and smiled together.

Lin Man stretched out his right hand and kept his right hand still: "Get to know Lin Man, the forest of the woods, the scattered man." ”

Zhang Yan hesitated, stretched out her hand and gently put it on Lin Man's hand before letting go, and said with a smile: "I know." ”

"You know?"

"Because you're always staring at me, so I know. The girl smiled happily with a playful look in her eyes.

was actually molested.

The young Lin Man was a little embarrassed, but the middle-aged Lin Man immediately responded firmly: "I like to appreciate all good things. ”

"Thank you for playing with me, I'm going back to the dorm, goodbye. The girl turned and walked away, taking not a trace of the cloud with her.

Lin Man swallowed a sentence raw, "Actually, we are on the same road." ”

Looking at the back of the goddess in the distance, Lin Man felt that his whole body was fluttering, and he couldn't help but turn around suddenly, played a beautiful roundhouse kick, and kicked it on the basketball hoop, making a loud rumbling sound.

yes, I don't have to wash my hands tonight, I resolutely don't wash them.

Look at the sky, it's getting dark. At this time, Lin Man finally felt hungry. I haven't eaten dinner yet.

The three years of living in high school made Lin Man hungry, and now this body is particularly hungry, and he must fill his stomach as soon as possible, otherwise he will have a stomachache after a long time.

To go to the cafeteria to eat, of course, you need a meal ticket. In these years, there is no meal card, let alone Alipay and WeChat. But Lin Man didn't even find a dime meal ticket in his pocket

When he was struggling at the door of the cafeteria, Lin Man heard someone behind him shouting to him, and looked up at the person. Oh, it's the director of the school radio station, the blue army, the power department.

The blue army greeted him with a smile, grabbed Lin Man's shoulder, and said: "Brother, help, don't prevaricate this time, help us record a sound tomorrow, this show is really important." It doesn't take much time for you to recite a poem by Pushkin in Russian. ”

This Blues have relied on him since they knew him. first tried to persuade Lin Man to join the radio station, and after the attempt, he tried every means to get Lin Man to help record the program, and even did not hesitate to take a lot of benefits, so he was almost a slave. Why? Because of Lin Man's rare good voice.

"Pushkin, still Russian?" Lin Man felt speechless, "Dude, I don't know Russian." ”

"Don't be funny, didn't you recite 'Haiyan' in Russian at the freshmen's party? Amazing, it must be described as amazing. ”

Is there such a thing, I have done such a stylish thing? Lin Man thought about it with a headache. Yes, that's the case. After the young Lin Man found out that Zhang Yan was the host of the show, he took the initiative to ask to perform a program, reciting Gorky's "Haiyan" in Chinese and Russian. This kind of prose full of positive energy is difficult for young people to like, and without two special brushes, Lin Man will not take the initiative to perform. Sure enough, the majority of teachers and students were shocked. It turns out that recitation can be so emotional, and it turns out that a person's passionate voice can make people's blood boil, even if he speaks the language of birds that no one understands, ah, no, Russian.

God did not give Lin Man a handsome face, but gave him a good voice, a clear voice mixed with a trace of magnetic hoarseness, coupled with a standard almost impeccable Mandarin (thanks to the Chinese teachers in elementary, junior high and high school!), listening to him read the text aloud is like listening to the broadcast of the Central People's Radio.

After this performance, Lin Man, who likes to give people nicknames, also received his nickname, "Speaking is better than singing". Listen, what a high evaluation!

Lin Man patiently explained to the blue army that he really didn't know Russian, and the Russian "Haiyan" that time was imitated by the Russian recording. If the Blues can find a tape of a Russian recitation of Pushkin's poems, Lin Man is happy to help him once.

The Blues gave up. He could easily find a tape in English, but he still forgot about Russian.

Lin Man had no intention of letting the Blues go. Borrow money, no, borrow some meal tickets.

The Blues happily took out four large meal tickets, each with 5 jiao, and waved his hand: "No need to pay it back." ”

I like this kind of generous and cheerful person, and this friend has made a decision. The two talked a few more unnutritious gossip, Lin Man promised him to go to the radio station in a few days, and the blue army left satisfied.

The food in the cafeteria is really cheap. A pot of porridge, 4 buns and a side dish is only 9 cents.

Take a bite of the bun, ahh Lin Man just wanted to vomit it, only to find that the cafeteria aunt who was cleaning up the table was staring at him. Forget it, Lin Manqiang swallowed it. I barely ate a bun, and after drinking porridge, I really didn't want to eat it. I haven't eaten sweet rice for so many years, and it turns out to be so unpalatable. How did so many students eat it day in and day out for four years?

Looking left and right, I actually saw "Brother Vermicelli", good luck. This kid doesn't know which department it is, because he often buys the cheapest soy sauce boiled vermicelli as a dish, and at night it is usually a bowl of free soup like a bowl of brush pot water for a few steamed buns, he looks black and thin, and he looks bitter and hateful, so Lin Man unceremoniously gave him the nickname "Brother Vermicelli".

"Vermicelli...... Dude, that ......" Lin Man looked at the other party's vigilant gaze and considered the words, "I can't eat it, it's shameful to waste food, right? Do me a favor, help me get rid of these buns." ”

"Brother Vermicelli" hesitated and didn't speak, Lin Man put the three buns into his rice bowl, turned around and left, and said silently in his heart: "No thanks, please call me Lei Feng." ”