Looking at Liu Xiaodong's departing back, the pride in Li Qiang's heart was completely shattered, and he walked to the sidelines dejectedly to pick up the basketball on the ground, preparing to leave the court that made him sad.

"You have a good sense of the ball, if you can adjust your mentality, I believe you will make great progress!"

Li Qiang raised his head and looked at Liu Mu with a surprised face. He couldn't believe that Yanagi, who was known as the No. 1 center forward in the province, would actually speak to himself.

"I... I'll try! Li Qiang, who reacted, said firmly.

Yanagi smiled and turned to leave. He's going home to pack his things, and tomorrow the team will be training for the National Collegiate League.

Zhao Dazhuang, who was walking on the sidewalk on the side of the road, asked puzzledly: "Xiaodong, your 38-style shooting is not very accurate, why does Coach Zhang ask you to change your shooting action?" ”

"The coach said that the shooting test is not only the sense of the ball and the shooting rate, but also the shooting point, and he said that the quality of a shooting posture will directly affect the performance of the players on the court."

"Well, your shooting posture has become handsome now, but the shooting percentage is really miserable, I seriously doubt that you will be blown up by the opposing player!" Zhao Dazhuang said worriedly. He still thinks that Liu Xiaodong's 38-style shooting is better, at least he can shoot the basketball into the basket.

"Don't you believe in the strength of the first quarterback in Tsurushi? Even if I didn't shoot, I was able to beat my opponent easily! Liu Xiaodong's face was solemn and serious, as if what he said was true!

"Less stinky fart, you better practice shooting more, find your crosshair and talk big!" Zhao Dazhuang rolled his eyes at Liu Xiaodong and ran forward.

"Stop! Dare to despise me, a talented pitcher, I want you to know how good I am! After Liu Xiaodong finished yelling, he chased after Zhao Dazhuang, so that the pedestrians on both sides of the road all looked at the two young men who were running and chasing.

Zhao Dazhuang ran to the gate of an old-fashioned community and stopped, and Liu Xiaodong behind him also chased after him, he made a gun-shaped gesture with his right hand against Zhao Dazhuang's back, and pretended to be cold and said: "Dazhuang, can you repeat what you just said?" ”

Zhao Dazhuang learned from the scene of the arrest of the bandits in the movie, raised his hands high, and said in his tone that was about to laugh: "Oh, comrade policeman! I think you just misunderstood me, can I reiterate what I really think now? ”

"Tell me, it's better for me to hear the right answer, otherwise... Hum! Liu Xiaodong said in a low and hoarse tone.

"Brother Xiaodong, what are you doing?" A little boy with a wiper in his hand walked over and asked suspiciously.

"Uh..." Liu Xiaodong looked embarrassed, and he didn't know how to answer.

"Your little brother, you're playing a game of eagle catching chickens!" After Zhao Dazhuang finished speaking, he looked at Liu Xiaodong, and the two laughed in unison.

The cold weather prevented the residents outside the gate of the community from looking at the two somewhat neurotic youths, and they quickened their pace to enter the door.

"Mom, I'm back!" Liu Xiaodong stood at the door of the house and shouted. His voice echoed over the hallway, eliciting two puppy barks.

"You kid, you didn't bring the key before you went out!" With a squeak, the security door was opened, and a beautiful middle-aged woman came out of it, she was Liu Xiaodong's mother Yang Fang, and today also happened to be her fortieth birthday.

"Auntie, Happy New Year, I'm here to eat again, and I brought you a small gift by the way." Zhao Dazhuang said with a smile, looking at his enthusiastic appearance, he knew that he often came to Liu Xiaodong's house as a guest.

"You kid, what are you polite, come into the house and sit." Yang Fang greeted warmly, she knew that this chubby young man was the best classmate of her family.

Zhao Dazhuang entered the house without the consciousness of being a guest, walked straight to the refrigerator, took out two bottles of drinks from it, opened it himself and took two sips, and then handed Liu Xiaodong a bottle.

"Quit it, the coach won't let me drink carbonated drinks, which will interfere with calcium absorption and cause bone loss." Liu Xiaodong said seriously, this is what he promised the coach, and he must abide by it.

"Well, it seems that I can only be wronged and drink two bottles." When Zhao Dazhuang was drinking the drink, he deliberately gulped it down, making a sound of "coo, coo".

Liu Xiaodong gave him a blank look, and went into the kitchen to help his mother prepare lunch.

Zhao Dazhuang saw that Liu Xiaodong didn't care about himself, and he also felt bored, put a bottle of drink back in the refrigerator, and went straight to the kitchen to help.

At 12 noon, Liu Xiaodong's father, Liu Jun, opened the security door and walked into the house with fruit in his hand. This rugged man with a height of 1.85 meters is a foreman of the line work area of the Hecheng Railway Works Section, and every New Year's holiday is his busiest time.

Today is he deliberately took a half-day off to go home to accompany his wife for her birthday, for which he also specially bought two boxes of good cigarettes for his colleagues, so that his colleagues could work for him for half a day, after all, it is the New Year's Day, who doesn't want to spend more time with his family at home.

"Uncle, Happy New Year!" After Zhao Dazhuang finished speaking, he was about to prepare to kowtow to Liu Jun for the New Year.

Liu Jun grabbed Zhao Dazhuang and pretended to be angry: "If you want to press the money, just keep quiet, don't keep all these useless!" ”

Zhao Dazhuang smiled and took a hundred-yuan bill from Liu Jun's hand, and his eyes were already squinted, but he couldn't see it because he was happy.

"Don't be smiling, I can see your stomach!"

Hearing Liu Xiaodong's words, Zhao Dazhuang hurriedly put the hundred-yuan bill into his pocket to prevent it from being snatched away by Liu Xiaodong.

"Dad, aren't grandparents coming?" Liu Xiaodong asked with some expectation.

"Didn't we just come back from the village, and you wanted to break buds for your grandfather so soon?" Liu Jun jokingly said that as a father, he is very good at helping his son eliminate the emotions of longing.

Liu Xiaodong was speechless, he just wanted to live in the village's grandparents, but he didn't miss the mosquitoes and bites in autumn!

"Okay, don't scare Xiaodong, hurry up and wash your hands and get ready to eat." Yang Fang's strange voice came from the kitchen.

"Yes, my wife!" As a good man with a "strict wife", Liu Jun resolutely obeyed his wife's instructions.

"Your dad seems to listen to your mom!" Zhao Dazhuang said ill-intentionedly, and there was also a scene in his mind of Liu Jun kneeling on the washboard and accepting Yang Fang's chattering tutor scene, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Idiot!" Liu Xiaodong glanced at him with disdain, he didn't have to think about it to know what Zhao Dazhuang was thinking, he must have put his father's heroic deeds of kneeling on instant noodles on his father's head.

"Cut!" Zhao Dazhuang replied without hesitation, he wanted to recall the prepared birthday greetings, and don't forget it after eating!