Chapter Thirty-Seven: Sorrowful and Downcast
On the side of an unknown road, Ma Zongheng squatted on the side of the road and snorted his cigarette butt, surrounded by large bags of luggage.
It has been almost three months since he was driven out of Feiyang by Old Man Long, and no matter how frugal he is, he can't stop his wallet from deflating day by day. No, the rent couldn't be paid, so the landlord urged him for a few days, and people were impatient, so they simply kicked him out this morning.
For so many days, Lao Ma didn't just sit at home, he also went out to look for a job every day. He ran to almost all the schools and basketball clubs in Qingshan City. If you are polite, you will tell him tactfully that there is no position suitable for him for the time being; It's more of a direct sentence: "Coach Ma, don't come to Huohuo after you are flying!" ”
Alas, our coach Ma Zongheng seems to have become a well-known person in the industry!
There was only one family left, and Lao Ma kept hesitating. For him, going to that place and begging that person is very rejecting in his heart. But it was precisely such a place that became his last glimmer of hope.
It's not a problem to always squat here, Ma Zongheng spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth, stood up, dragged his luggage, and walked forward aimlessly.
A familiar scent wafted in, and Ma Zongheng took a deep breath and swallowed hard. Yes! Leek-filled!
His stomach reflexively gurgled as if to remind him that it was time for breakfast and that it was time to make up a big bun stuffed with leeks. The old horse rubbed his belly, as if to comfort it, brother, bear with it, we can't take out a steel hammer in our pocket now!
Resolutely passed by the bun shop, and a crystal teardrop slipped from the corner of his eye and disappeared into the sparse stubble. Raised his hand and wiped his face vigorously, with infinite emotion in his heart, what a penny is hard to beat a hero, my old horse, after so many years, now I can't even afford to eat a bun!
Alas, that's it, that's it. Compared to the stomach, what is face? Let's go to that place and try it!
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When he came to the Black Panther Arena, Ma Zongheng did not hesitate at the door like Bai Rubing, and walked in. The league is coming soon, and Coach Fan Jinsong is training his players fiercely. I sensed someone entering through the gate, so I looked over.
"Ouch! Isn't this a horse coach? What's wrong with you, are you ready to take the decadent literary route? Fan Jinsong hurriedly walked up, looked him up and down, and asked with concern.
How could Lao Ma not hear the ridicule in his words, anyway, he decided to come here, and his face was not ready to ask for it, as if he hadn't heard it, he said with a smile on his face: "Old Fan, brother, I am in some difficulties now, I have no place to stay, do you see if there is a place for you to use people here, can you take me in?" ”
"Oh? Aren't you doing a good job in Feiyang? Why did you come here to find a job? Fan Jinsong looked surprised, as if he didn't know it.
"Alas, don't mention it, Feiyang has changed his boss, and people have to lead the team by themselves, so won't I become superfluous!" Ma Zongheng was not embarrassed to explain the real reason, so he could only make up a reason to prevaricate.
Fan Jinsong's eyes rolled, and he immediately said happily: "Oh! What's going on? I don't know what kind of job Coach Ma wants to find, I'll see if there is a suitable position for you here? ”
"Hey, Lao Fan, you're too polite, I'll just be a teaching assistant or something here!" Ma Zongheng didn't expect things to go so smoothly, and his mood immediately improved.
Fan Jinsong touched his chin and said with a smile: "Coach Ma, you also know that I have never been used to using assistant coaches, and I prefer to train these dolls myself." You see, if you can find me here, you can consider me a friend, so we really lack someone in logistics, I just don't know if you can do it? ”
"This,,Logistics,What are you responsible for?"
"That is, when you get up in the morning and open the door, lock the door at night, and usually add water to the children and send food or something, it's also very easy!"
Ma Zongheng listened, his heart cooled down, his face was blue for a while, and white for a while, isn't this the work done by the old man in the communication room!
Fan Jinsong has been observing from the side, and he is not surprised to see him like this: "Hehe, Coach Ma, I know that this kind of work is Qu Youcai, but I can't help it, you also know that I have a boss above me, and I have to explain to him." This is a company, and you can't raise idlers! ”
"I know, I know, you've helped me a lot." Ma Zongheng gritted his steel teeth, mixed with blood and swallowed into his stomach, "I did this job!" ”
Fan Jinsong laughed and patted him on the shoulder, "Then you are welcome to join!" Oh, by the way, when you meet in the stadium in the future, you still call me Coach Fan, old Fan and old Fan, others will not have a good impact on it! ”
"Yes, yes, Coach Fan, I'll pay attention in the future, I'll pay attention!" Ma Zongheng nodded humbly, and inadvertently saw Bai Rubing in the team, looking at him.
Bai Rubing looked at his former coach, but now he has become like this, and his heart is mixed, and he has an indescribable feeling. Looking at Coach Ma, he wanted to say hello, but his mouth opened and opened, but he couldn't make a sound.
After a brief moment of eye contact, Ma Zongheng turned his head indifferently. It doesn't matter, this old face has been completely torn off today, thrown on the ground, and trampled to smithereens.
"Lao Ma, you go find the front desk secretary, she will arrange the work content for you!"
"Yes, Coach Fan, then I won't bother you with training, I'll go see what work I have to do."
Throughout the morning, Lao Ma wiped the floors of several venues that were not open, and replaced several water dispensers that were not open with water. After the last bucket of water was moved, he was already dizzy, after all, he was hungry and full these days. Holding the water dispenser next to him, wiping the sweat on his head, and looking at the dolls running and training on the field, Comrade Lao Ma couldn't help but miss the life of a coach.
"Alright, let's all get some rest! It's time to eat! Old horse, go and bring the rice! Coach Fan's voice interrupted Lao Ma's thoughts, and Lao Ma hurriedly ran to the cafeteria. This is really in response to that idiom, non-stop.
The Black Panther's lunch was prepared by the nutrition master of the canteen, one by one, and the more than 20 meals of the whole team were neatly placed in an incubator. Usually the master personally sent it, this time there is an old horse, and it saves him trouble, but he still advises: "Be careful when you take it, don't give me a lie!" ”
Lao Ma Han smiled and said, "Master, don't worry, it will be fine." ”
Sometimes some things are just that. The master's unintentional words became a fact so coincidentally.