Chapter 39: The NBA?
Thinking of Lin Xiangyu, Wang Ai hurriedly ran out of the room, found the room where Lin Xiangyu was, knocked on the door hard, and didn't care whether the other party slept or not.
When Lin Xiangyu saw Wang Ai standing outside the door with a worried face, Lin Xiangyu had already guessed something in his heart.
"Wait here for me, I'll go get dressed and come out, and you go get dressed too." Lin Xiangyu turned around and went back to the house, and then Wang Ai found that he was wearing a short-sleeved one, but now he didn't care about putting on his clothes, so he stood at the door and waited for Lin Xiangyu to come out.
"Why don't you get dressed, it's still cold outside." Lin Xiangyu looked at Wang Ai, who was still at the door, and said, although it was already spring, the sky was still a little cold at night, Wang Ai said no, and walked out, Lin Xiangyu followed Wang Ai out of the hotel.
The road is full of traffic, Tang City is worthy of being the capital of Jiangbei Province, it is much more lively than the night of Hanlin City, and at this time the street is still full of people, Wang Ai and Lin Xiangyu had to try their best to find a small street with few people.
"Can you tell me what's going on?" Wang Ai couldn't wait to know why, why he suddenly had to go abroad, and he was still an immigrant.
Lin Xiangyu didn't answer Wang Ai's question in a hurry, quietly took out a cigarette from his pocket, took a hard puff, and slowly spit out a smoke ring. "Some things are not as simple as you think, Xiao Ai, but I can tell you for sure that Xiao Xue really likes you and likes it very much."
Wang Ai didn't want to hear this at all, he really liked it, he didn't want to emigrate abroad, and he didn't plan to come back. "I know what you say, what I want to know now is when and why are you leaving?"
A gust of wind blew, Wang Ai was so cold that he shivered involuntarily, Lin Xiangyu took off his coat and wanted to wear it for Wang Ai after seeing it, Wang Ai refused, and Lin Xiangyu had to put it back on himself. Lin Xiangyu looked at Wang Ai's sad expression and said: "I can only tell you when, as for why, I don't know very well, it seems to be because of some things in their company, but I can sue you, what they decided, Xiaoxue and I have no ability to change anything, all I can do is to delay the time as much as possible until the end of this provincial high school league." ”
Until the end of the game? Wang Ai didn't know that this provincial high school league was the only game in his career that he hoped that the game would never end.
Wang Ai thought about it for a while, now that the knockout round of the game is almost over, the semifinals will start in a week, which means that there is still a month at most, and Lin Xueyu will leave.
"Originally, my parents wanted us to leave in the next two days, but then I kept telling them to finish the game before leaving, otherwise how could I be worthy of the coach and the brothers in the team, so they relaxed their time and agreed that I and Xiaoxue would wait until the game was over before leaving, did this Xiaoxue tell you?" After Lin Xiangyu finished speaking, he snuffed out the cigarette in his hand and touched it into the roadside trash can.
Wang Ai remembered that she didn't ask her about the day she went abroad on the phone just now, and now she knows that there is still nearly a month before the guillotine in her heart falls. Knowing the date of death is a good thing for a condemned prisoner.
"So I hope that in the next game, we can work together and get a good result, so that our brothers will not be in vain, nor will you and Xiaoxue's relationship be in vain." Lin Xiangyu only cared about saying nice things, he was not Wang Ai, of course he didn't know how Wang Ai felt when he was standing. Although the reason for deciding to play basketball was that Tian Ye was bullied, it was more because of Lin Xueyu, no matter how hard and tiring the training was. As long as I think that Lin Xueyu is watching when I play, it is worth it. Now he is suing him that the biggest motivation to play by himself is leaving, so how can he play with peace of mind. Lin Xiangyu saw that Wang Ai didn't speak, knew what he was thinking, and said: "I understand your discomfort now, I have also been in love, what I want to sue you is, you are not over yet, understand?" Although Xiaoxue is going to the United States, you can also go, don't you know that American basketball is the strongest in the world, if you can play in the NBA, you two will definitely be able to continue the edge! Lin Xiangyu's words are not the same as what Lin Xueyu said when he called, Lin Xueyu really hopes that Wang Ai can enter the NBA, and what Lin Xiangyu is saying now is just to let Wang Ai have a goal, one is for the next game, and the other is to let Wang Ai have a goal after Lin Xueyu goes abroad, which is better than the pain of falling out of love that makes him willing to fall. Seeing that Wang Ai's eyes were still full of unwillingness, Lin Xiangyu was about to say that Lin Xueyu quarreled with his parents and even went on a hunger strike for him at home, Wang Ai turned around and went back to the hotel, saying as he walked: "I know, I will!" ”
Lin Xiangyu looked at this stubborn back, shook his head and smiled, he didn't say so much in vain. He didn't know that this moment was a moment that could go down in basketball history.
Back at the hotel, Wang Ai picked up the mobile phone and pressed Lin Xueyu's phone number, but he didn't dial it for a long time, hesitated for a while and then deleted it, and threw the mobile phone on the bed again. I stood in front of the window and looked at the dark sky reflected by the city lights, thinking to myself, "Can I get into the NBA?" Wang Ai hadn't thought about this question before, and Wang Zhixiong had never told him, as if he was really just playing basketball to make Lin Xueyu happy.
"Why aren't you sleeping yet?" Guo Jingqi was woken up by Wang Ai going in and out, rubbing his eyes and asking.
"Do you think I'll make it to the NBA?" Wang Ai seemed to be talking to Guo Jingqi, and it was as if he was talking to himself.
"What are your nerves, hurry up and go to sleep!" Guo Jingqi's good sleep was disturbed by Wang Ai, and he was very angry, Wang Ai asked him again, how could he not add fuel to the fire and be even more annoyed by this kind of fantasy that he had never dared to think of.
Seeing this, Wang Ai didn't say anything, lay down on the bed and picked up the mobile phone again, skillfully pressed Lin Xueyu's mobile phone number, stared at the screen and began to be in a daze.
"I'll go to the United States to find you, trust me!" Wang Ai finally pressed the send button with his eyes closed, and his heart was like a deer bumping into each other, as if he had sent a message to Lin Xueyu at the beginning of their relationship.
Lin Xueyu heard the mobile phone ringing, and there was a feeling in her heart, she hurriedly walked from the bed to the table, picked up the phone, and looked at the screen for a minute, because the grip was too tight, her hands began to sweat. After finding a tissue, wiping his hands, he replied to Wang Ai's message.
"I know, I'll wait for you."
On the other hand, after Zhou Zixin watched the last match between Tang City and Hanlin City, he also noticed the changes in Ishida, thinking that Shi Tao was really ruthless enough, and he even transferred his ball spirit to Ishida, and he was not afraid that Ishida would not be able to bear it. However, judging from the last game, it seems that this young man has fused well with the ball spirit, and now things are getting a little tricky. I originally thought that there was only one Wang Ai in Jiangbei, but now there is more Ishida, no matter which team participates in the national high school league, it will be not a weak opponent!
"You say, why didn't Wang Ai play that game?" Sun Wensheng asked Zhou Zixin, who was sitting opposite.
"I should be afraid that Ishida Satori will succeed and take his ball spirit, right?"
"So, Ishida has already succeeded in enlightening the spirit? Then Wang Zhixiong should have told Wang Ai all these things, otherwise how would he know to prevent Ishida from seizing the spirit. Sun Wensheng didn't expect that the development of things in Jiangbei exceeded his expectations, Wang Ai didn't say it for the time being, and there was another Ishida, it seems that he really underestimated them.
"So what do you think we should do?" Zhou Zixin asked pretending to be at a loss.
Sun Wensheng just smiled and didn't speak, he knew that even Ishida and Wang Ai would not be able to defeat the team they had cultivated now in Jiangnan No. 1 Middle School, after all, there were Zhou Zixin and Sun Wensheng, two ball spirits, and they had already entered the spirit stage, how could they let some hairy boys win them?
Jiangnan No. 1 Middle School, known as the national basketball base, is a waste of fame! Although Sun Wensheng and Zhou Zixin are busy with the provincial team every day, they always find time to manage the school team of Jiangnan No. 1 Middle School, which can be regarded as discovering and cultivating good seedlings from an early age and providing talents for the provincial team.