Seeing that Fan Jinsong was about to kick at the thin Zhang Linlin, Ding Yachuan couldn't bear it and stepped forward to stop him.

"Oh? Manager Ding, is there something wrong? Coach Fan turned around and saw that it was Ding Yachuan who stopped him, and immediately returned to his original appearance, and saw the contract in Ding Yachuan's hand, and suddenly said: "Oh! You sign the contract and hand it over to the secretary directly! She'll save it! ”

Ding Yachuan came to his side and said, "Let's not talk about the contract first. Isn't there something wrong with your teaching style? ”

When Fan Jinsong heard him say this, he became interested, and said with a smile: "Haha! Manager Ding, what are your opinions? But you have to give me good advice! ”

Ding Yachuan said: "Coach Fan, I am not as professional as you in basketball, and I have not trained the team, but I know that these are children who have not yet grown up!" Not to mention that their bodies are not yet fully developed, their hearts are even more delicate and soft! Is it really good that you put so much pressure on them, give them fear, and let them down too soon? ”

The more Fan Jinsong listened, the more wrong he became, and his face gradually became gloomy, but he still didn't tear his face immediately: "Mr. Ding, it seems that you still have some misunderstandings about the team's training, you must know that without rigorous training, where does the team get results?" I'm not strict with them now, and they will be even more disappointed if they lose on the field in the future! ”

Ding Yachuan shook his head and said, "Although I am a layman, I think that winning or losing the game is important, but it is not the whole of sports. The most precious part of sports competition should be the care of the coach, the trust of teammates, and the feeling of everyone working together in one direction in the process of chasing victory! ”

As he spoke, he looked at the small players standing in a row and asked them softly, "Don't you want to be good friends with your coaches and teammates?" Wouldn't it be better for everyone to play basketball happily together? ”

When the children in the team heard his words, they were a little commotion, and a few raised their heads, but when they saw Coach Fan's iron-blue face, they stopped talking.

"That's it! Mr. Ding! After the contract is signed, you should prepare for the promotion work! You don't have to worry about training! Fan Jinsong interrupted Ding Yachuan's words, still trying to restrain his anger.

Ding Yachuan handed him the blank contract in his hand, sighed, and said, "I'm sorry, Coach Fan, the training here is not suitable for my Ding Xiaoxuan." I don't think I can sign this contract! ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked out of the door of the stadium.

Standing at the door of the stadium, Ding Yachuan took a deep breath and gradually calmed down. Now it's okay, just put down a high-paying job, how can you tell them when you go back? It's not that he regrets his choice, but he's afraid of disappointing Xiao Xuan. "Alas, Xiao Xuan should support my decision!" He muttered to himself.

"Uncle! You are really Ding Xiaoxuan's father! A childish child's voice came from behind him. Ding Yachuan looked at it, hey, isn't this the little glasses?

Zhang Linlin continued: "I saw you and the coach coming down from upstairs just now, but I haven't been sure. ”

Ding Yachuan said with a smile: "Children, you know our Xiaoxuan!" ”

"My name is Zhang Linlin, Ding Xiaoxuan knows me! We knew each other last time we went to the Flappy competition! Afraid that Ding Yachuan would not believe it, the little glasses hurriedly said loudly.

"Uncle, how is Ding Xiaoxuan now? Are you okay? "He doesn't have any friends in the panther, but he has a relationship with Ding Xiaoxuan, which he never forgets.

"He's fine now! The original coach of their team is gone, and an old man has changed, this old coach seems to have some ability...... "Ding Yachuan happened to be idle and had nothing to do, but chatted with this kid......

Inside the arena.

Although Ding Yachuan's words just now did not have any impact on the team on the surface, it also made Fan Jinsong feel a little faceless.

"Disband! Free training! ”

He wasn't in the mood to continue practicing, so he arranged it casually and returned to his office.

"Horse's, what a young heart, what friendship, he knows a fart!" As soon as the office was closed, Fan Jinsong could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and threw the contract in his hand on the desk fiercely, "A layman dares to point fingers in my team, where does he get his confidence!" ”

Just when Fan Jin was venting his dissatisfaction in pieces, the door of the office was opened.

He was on fire and couldn't get anywhere, so he turned around suddenly, only to see that it was his boss Lin Yisheng who came in.

"Mr. Lin, you, why do you have time to come to me." Fan Jinsong hurriedly put away his face that was about to have a seizure, but Ding Yachuan was so angry that he still spoke a little unfavorably.

"What's the matter, Coach Fan, doesn't look like you're in a good mood!" Lin Yisheng patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Nothing, a little bit of a situation. Do you have anything to do with me? ”

"Do I have to have something to find you? Ha ha. Come, you come with me. ”

Lin Yisheng said that, and walked out of the office with Fan Jinsong, the two stood on the platform on the second floor, and looked down, the Black Panthers' squad members were busy practicing their own balls.

"Can you imagine what it was like to be here?" Boss Lin waved his hand and pointed to the court below.

But he didn't give Fan Jinsong a chance to speak, and continued to say:

"Right down here, there used to be five complete assembly lines, and nearly 300 workers worked there every day, and every minute the machine ran was a profit of dozens of yuan! At that time, when I was young, I watched the machine run day and night, and asked my father stupidly how much electricity would he have to pay every month. ”

Lin Yisheng recalled his childhood, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"My father relied on these five production lines to bring me a worry-free life without worrying about food and clothing, and I was proud of my so-called rich second generation life, but I never thought that the word "falling in the middle of the family" would happen to me. Overnight, if you say it's not awesome, it's not awesome. This is a feeling that many people can't experience! ”

Fan Jinsong listened and wondered, what kind of style did Lin Yisheng smoke today, and he turned over this old yellow calendar with himself.

Lin Yisheng continued: "My father can rely on his generation to start from scratch and make this factory from scratch. Then I can bring it back to life too! It's nothing more than replacing the assembly line with these basketball hoops, and the workers have become such team members, as long as it can bring profits, what form of business doesn't matter so much to me. ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Fan Jinsong: "Actually, we are both the same kind of people, but we all have our own pursuits. Aren't these students also pawns in your quest for status in the basketball world? ”

Fan Jinsong lowered his head, thoughtfully, Lin Yisheng's voice continued to ring in his ears:

"Old Fan, in fact, I feel pretty good about the current situation, and you, the status of the rivers and lakes is already very high, do you really want to be the leader of the martial arts alliance that dominates the rivers and lakes?"

patted Fan Jinsong's back hard, and Boss Lin finally left a sentence: "In order to build this basketball stadium, I still have thousands of loans from the bank, and I am counting on it to turn me over, don't you give me any moths!" ”

Boss Lin has long gone, leaving only Fan Jinsong alone, staring at the court below, sometimes clenching his hands and sometimes letting go. I don't know if Boss Lin's words just now can make him give up his obsession with Feiyang......