"Black Whistle! Fuck Black Whistle! ”

The sound of scolding and cheering was endless, but the referee still insisted on the original penalty and signaled the game to begin.

Next, as soon as Zhaoqiang catches the ball, the boos of the whole stadium sound, the drum noise sounds, and individual fans stand up and point at Zhaoqiang and scold! After a few rounds, it also provoked Zhaoqiang's heart to be impetuous!

In the interval of a dead ball, Zhao Qiang slowly walked to the rostrum, grabbed the microphone in front of the scorekeeper, turned it on, and said in a deep and thick voice, "Can you fucking shut up!" ”

The sound echoed over the entire stadium, and the audience fell silent in an instant, I believe that everyone here, including Lao Fu, has never seen such a personality or such an unruly player!

After saying this, Zhao Qiang walked towards the locker room without looking back, and the fans in the stadium quietly watched Zhao Qiang's back gradually leaving step by step, so shocked that no one said a word! Until I see him go!

The old man smiled at the corner of his mouth, stood up, pressed the brim of his hat with his hand, and walked out.

The game on the field has not yet been played, so Zhaoqiang is the only one in the locker room, the old man pushed open the door and saw Zhaoqiang taking off his jersey and sitting on the bench drinking water, his chest, back, and arms were full of tattoos, which was dazzling.

Zhaoqiang looked at the old man and felt that this person was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was for a while.

The old man closed the door, looked at his watch, there were still ten minutes before the game ended, and there was enough time, he pulled a stool, sat next to Zhaoqiang, and said, "Your elbow blow, was it intentional?" ”

The old man originally thought that after the incident on the field, Zhao Qiang would be furious, but unexpectedly, Zhao Qiang also smiled, revealing his white teeth and an extremely relaxed expression.

"Guess what."

"I think it's half to half."

Zhao Qiang smiled, raised his head and drank the mineral water in his hand, and then said, "I didn't mean it, but I tried a little hard." ”

"I especially want to know what you said to He Jiang when he was gone?" The old man looked at Zhaoqiang and asked with a chuckle on the corner of his mouth.

"Do you really want to know?"

The old man nodded lightly.

"I mean, you still want to play me at your level, go back and practice for a few years and come to me in Sanshui, remember, my name is Zhaoqiang."

Old Fu and Zhaoqiang both laughed.

"You are? I feel like I've seen you there before......" Zhao Qiang touched his head with his tattooed arm, trying to think, but he couldn't seem to think of it.

"I'm Fu Ming." The old man said softly.

"You are Fu ......"

Zhaoqiang jumped up from the chair all of a sudden, with an incredible expression on his face, I said How do you feel that this old man is so familiar, it turns out to be the pioneer of Chinese basketball, Coach Fu Ming! Zhaoqiang had seen him on TV many times before, but now that he was in front of him, he didn't dare to recognize it.

"You are Coach Fu Ming......"

Lao Fu felt that although Zhaoqiang was a bit of a ruffian, he was not evil, and he should not be the kind of person who was difficult to get along with.

The old man nodded lightly and said with a smile, "Why do you have so many tattoos on your body?" ”

"Because I feel like I'm a nostalgic person, and every tattoo is a memory for me, you see," Zhao Qiang raised his left arm, pointed to a tattoo on the outside of his left forearm, and said, "Look, she's my girlfriend, and I love her, so I tattooed her here." ”

The old man looked at the woman's head on his arm and said, "Why here?" ”

"It's tattooed here because as long as I look down, I can see her, and I miss her."

"Miss her? She's not with you? ”

"No, she's gone, cancer, I'm helpless......"

Speaking of this, Zhao Qiang's expression fell.

"I'm sorry ......"

"It doesn't matter," the corners of Zhaoqiang's mouth squeezed out a little smile, and said, "It doesn't matter, life and death are up to heaven, people have their own lives, and everything has a certain number." ”

The old man nodded lightly and said, "How old are you this year?" ”

"Twenty-three."

"I want to ask you a question," said the old man.

"Say it."

"You said that every tattoo on your body is a memory, you are only twenty-three years old this year, and your whole body has been tattooed by you, I want to know what to do with your future memories."

"There won't be any more," Zhao Qiang muttered, "and there won't be any more." ”

"What does it mean that there won't be anymore?"

"All the tattoos on my body, all of them are about basketball, including my favorite her, I met when I played games, this year is my last year of college, and today is also my last game in college, after graduation, I will find a serious job and leave basketball, so there will be no new tattoos."

The old man continued to ask, "What, don't you want to play basketball anymore?" ”

"Yes, it feels boring," Zhao Qiang smiled lightly, "It's like she's left me, and I feel like life is boring." ”

"What do you mean it's boring?"

"To be honest, in this league, there is no one who can beat me, so I feel bored and not challenged." Zhao Qiang's indifferent words made the old man feel very surprised, on the way to the old man, he thought of many answers to this question, but he didn't expect that the answer was such a lonely and domineering from a high place!

"You can go up a little bit, let's say CBA."

"You know me, I've been sentenced." Zhao Qiang said in a deep voice, "I was once sentenced for wounding, but later I was not put in prison because of the connections between the upper and lower levels of the family. ”

"What! You ...... "The old man was surprised!

"It's also for her," Zhao Qiang raised his left arm and looked at the tattoo of the woman on his arm with an affectionate look in his eyes, "I'm sorry, I don't want to talk about it anymore, I was young and frivolous at that time, and now, everything is over, and I am also paying the price for my past mistakes." ”

"That'...... Do you really want to leave basketball and all the people who have high expectations of you? ”

"No!" Zhao Qiang stood up suddenly, his fists clenched, his eyes looked at the empty dressing room corridor, and said word by word, "No! I love basketball! I love the sound of a basketball hitting the floor! I love the feeling of the basketball turning and rubbing in my hands! I'm proud that I can put my best foot forward with every rebound! I'm proud that I can block anyone who tries to shoot or break in front of me! I...... I love basketball......"

The old man sat on the chair, quietly listening to Zhaoqiang's passionate and slowly sad words, looking at Zhaoqiang's back slowly hanging his head, his heart was also infinitely sour.

"But I can't help it, I've tried, no professional league team wants me to be a person with a criminal record, I understand, all they need are good students, they are afraid that I will cause trouble for them, fine them money, deduct their money, and no one wants me to fucking ...... Rather than being abandoned, I should slowly retreat myself...... This is my last shred of dignity......"

The old man nodded lightly, what Zhao Qiang said was not unreasonable, and then the old man looked at Zhao Qiang's eyes like copper bells and said, "Then you can think about it...... NBA！ ”

“NBA？” Zhao Qiang turned his head and looked at the slender old man wearing a gray baseball cap in front of him, NBA, to be honest, Zhao Qiang never thought that he would stand on the floor of the NBA one day to play.

"Now you are not the strongest you, if one day you conquer the NBA, you will be the strongest you!"

"The strongest me?"

Old Fu's words made Zhaoqiang's heart beat violently, and the corners of Zhaoqiang's mouth murmured, Old Fu patted Zhaoqiang's shoulder and said, "Young man, you have to understand that some people have given up on you, but basketball has never given up on you!" Don't be so quick to give up, the place you have reached and conquered is just a small frog pond, beyond which there is a wider world waiting for you to explore! ”

Zhao Qiang nodded as if he didn't understand, his eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it was true.

"On October 27th, at the Second Basketball Arena of Haishi, I held an NBA player tryout, and I hope you can come."

Hearing the old man's words, Zhao Qiang was stunned for a full minute before he came to his senses, then nodded firmly and said, "I will definitely go!" …… Thank you ......."

The old man left, and before leaving, he said something to Zhaoqiang, "There are some things that need to be kept in mind, when this matter needs to be remembered through the tattoo and when you see it, you don't need to remember it anymore, I hope you can understand." ”

Zhao Qiang looked at the back of the old man who was gradually moving away, and his heart was full of a feeling of déjà vu but indescribable.