Campus Basketball (Part 3)

Chapter Eighty-Six: Distinguished Guests

"Block one on the side, rush up on the plateau, go! Rubbing what? Shang Lin's voice echoed in the arena.

This is the basketball training hall of Nanjing Normal University, the four gates are tightly closed, although it is still daytime, but the dozen or so headlights hanging high on the ceiling are still lit, and the unique white light bathes the entire stadium, so that everyone has left a few faint shadows.

As early as three days ago, Beiyang No. 12 Middle School set up a tooth camp here, for recovery training, and the previous training, fast attack was listed as the most important training project, standing on the sidelines, you can see a group of teenagers running without sparing, the ears ring, is the friction of sneakers and the floor, as well as the mutual call, short shouts.

Shang Lin stood in the center of the court, twisting his head back and forth, and shouted dissatisfiedly from time to time.

"You, be fast, do you want to do a hundred push-ups?" Shang Lin glared at Ye Changfeng, who shook his head tiredly, his wet hair shook beautifully, and then he gritted his teeth and ran forward.

On the court, Ouyang Shangzhi is the most active one, as a playmaker, most of the time, the ball is in his hands, you can see, as long as his wild run starts, then, his surroundings are like a tornado starts, and everyone starts to rush in the direction he is running frantically.

Ouyang Shangzhi got the ball again, and after flashing Zhai Yong who intercepted him lightly, he accelerated again, rushing straight forward directly from the middle end, and on his left and right sides, Yan and Ye had already followed quickly.

Shang Lin stood there with his hands in his hands, looking at this fast attack with a blank face.

As the attackers on the left and right wings, Yan Yufeng and Ye Changfeng's speed suddenly accelerated, like two knives, slanting and ruthlessly from the sideline to the basket.

Standing diagonally on the plateau in the three-second zone and stretched out his hand, staring at Yan Yufeng who was rushing towards him, and reminded Xiang Jie on the right loudly: "Xiang Jie, stop the long wind." ”

The No. 8 in front of him was getting bigger and bigger, and surprisingly did not slow down, Gao Yuan didn't understand what tricks Yan Yufeng was going to play, so he had to stand there calmly.

Ouyang Shangzhi was still running forward, and he had already reached the three-point line, but the ball was still in his hands.

How has this fast break evolved?

"Biography!" Yan Yufeng suddenly roared.

The ball quickly shook out of Ouyang Shangzhi's hand, and the speed was very fast and came to the hand of Yan Yufeng, who stepped diagonally into the three-second area, Gao Yuan didn't understand, how should Yan Yufeng, who was facing away from him and had an undiminished momentum, score?

Yan Yufeng's body began to twist up, a very strange body deformation, his feet were still running forward, but his upper body was already half-turned, facing the basket sideways.

Gao Yuan knew that he could not wait any longer, so he took a stride and forcibly jumped up, like an old hen protecting her own children, and blocked the whole basket.

Yan Yufeng didn't really want to turn around, he just wanted Gao Yuan to think that he was really going to score, and the body that had been twisted was immediately twisted back, and then a very leisurely back of the head threw the ball back.

"It's impossible to score!" Takahara is completely unconvinced that there is such a scoring method.

It is true that such an action, except for magic, can never be entered, and of course, magic does not happen all the time.

Yan Yufeng understood very well that his eyes had already caught a glimpse of a figure.

All eyes have already been attracted by Yan Yufeng, who was the first to rush into the basket and get the ball, this is instinct and a habit, no one will not be deceived about this.

A ghost appeared, and just as the red basketball rubbed against the rebound and bounced off the basket, he was already leaping up.

"Xiang Jie!" The big post who returned to the three-point line was the first to shout.

Xiang Jie turned around and jumped up as if he was being whipped by a leather whip as if he remembered something.

"Bang!"

The popping sound of the hoop was so loud that the whole arena could hear it clearly, and it felt like the difference was very opposite.

"Whew!" Night Wind grabbed the basket, exhaled lightly as if he had completed a task, and fell.

"Yay''' Yan Yufeng, who was already standing next to him, smiled lightly and raised his right hand in celebration.

"Smack!" The night breeze slapped Yan Yufeng loudly.

"Damn, I've been deceived again!" The plateau who was standing next to him shouted hatefully.

A smile appeared on Shang Lin's expressionless face.

This kind of fast attack is what you want.

Three people hit the ball in three lines, and then enter the area and immediately become a triangle, one person rushes forward to attract, and the ball carrier passes the ball at the right time to achieve the final attraction effect, and then what?

That's the end of the tactics, and then it's up to the players themselves.

Obviously, the tactics used in this scoring are very beautiful, although they are very gorgeous, for basketball, it is usually said that gorgeous means that it represents difficulty, and it means that there is only one line between winning and not, but this kind of gorgeousness is what Shang Lin wants to see.

Without the speed and the goal, what else is the attraction of basketball?

The training continued, everyone was running tirelessly, Shang Lin nodded, and slowly exited the court.

No one knows that all the people are still accustomed to carrying out the training program according to the arrangement, and this kind of discipline has already taken deep root in Beiyang.

Time passed, and the door near the far corner suddenly opened, and three people walked in.

They seemed to be very laid-back, and when they came in, they began to look around, and finally set their eyes on the galloping court.

(Due to my very limited English ability, all the following conversations that definitely need to be communicated in English are expressed in Chinese, which causes inconvenience, I hope you understand, thank you for your cooperation!) ）

"Oh, Ark, looks like we've come to the right place!" An old man, but from a mental point of view, it was an unusually full old man said softly.

"Mr. Ori, you're right!" A man in his thirties standing next to the old man replied respectfully.

"Miss Luo, my judgment is not wrong!" The old man said something humorously to a woman standing on the other side, and from his expression, he seemed to be very proud.

The woman, who was called Miss Luo, was obviously a Chinese, smiled slightly, and replied in very pure American English: "Yes, I started throwing my doubts into the trash!" ”

Both of them laughed, and the old man fumbled out a pair of glasses from his jacket pocket, put them on slowly, and then pushed down the boxy large checkered glasses on the bridge of his nose, and muttered to himself: "Oh, let me see what kind of amazing person keeps my most admired coach behind." ”

As the white team's side, under the leadership of Gao Yuan, it has forcibly blocked the yellow team's fast attack into a positional battle, and in a short period of time, the five people have been in place and launched a 23 joint defensive formation.

Ouyang Shangzhi was a little annoyed and dribbled the ball outside the three-point line, while touching the right leg that had just been hit by Wang Zhiquan with his hand.

Yan Yufeng ran out from the inside line, came to the 45-degree angle on the left, and signaled to Ouyang Shangzhi to ask for the ball.

Shangzhi quickly glanced at the situation, shook his head, raised his left hand, shook it continuously, and changed several gestures.

The yellow team is starting to change formations.

The night long wind and Yan Yufeng passed by in the opposite direction, one ran to the bottom corner of the right, and the other made a detour and ran towards the high-end of the three-point line.

Long Guang slowly ran along the sideline, blocking Zhai Yong, who was defending Shangzhi, and Shangzhi suddenly sped up his speed and rushed directly to the inside line from the high-end.

"Make it up!" Takahara shouted.

The big pillar, which was the last barrier under the basket, shouted, and embraced Shangzhi who rushed in like an eagle catching a chicken.

In a few steps, the extremely fast Shangzhi had already rushed into the encirclement of Dazhu's outstretched hands, and a smug look suddenly flashed in this pair of big eyes that everyone liked when they saw it.

Like a long eye in the back of his head, Ouyang Shangzhi flicked the ball backwards, and the ball came to Yan Yufeng, who had just staggered past him, with a very straight flight path.

At this time, Yan Yufeng, who had the ball in his hand, picked up the ball and made a shooting action, rushed forward to make up for the defense again, and shouted again, and leaped forward again, making a gliding posture of flying cover.

Yan Yufeng laughed, even in such an emergency situation, he still laughed, very confident.

Lowering his body and flashing the flying cover of the plateau, Yan Yufeng took a big step forward, and then shouted.

"Whew!"

The first reaction of all those who are familiar with him is that Yan Yufeng is going to be detained, as Xiang Jie, who has been standing on the middle and outside lines, faintly covering the corners, finally couldn't help it, gave up the night wind that seemed to be very idle, and blocked Yan Yufeng who rushed to the basket with a rub step.

That's what you want!

The ball suddenly disappeared, and when Yan Yufeng retracted the basketball held high in the air and put it on his waist, Xiang Jie suddenly couldn't see where the ball was.

Only standing behind Yan Yufeng, who had just regained his balance and stood up, could see it.

This hand is like magic, sensitively pass the ball behind the waist, very hidden outward, along the route, Gao Yuan saw the smiling face of the night long wind.

"Alas!" This is the helpless sigh of the plateau.

"Brush!"

Standing in the corner, Night Long Wind raised his right hand and turned to look at his assister.

"Back to the defense!" After celebrating from afar, Yan Yufeng roared with a very leader temperament, leading the yellow team to rush back to his half like a receding tide.

"Beautiful offense, isn't this the triangle four-line offense I taught Shang?" The old man laughed, and he was finally sure that this team was the one he wanted to meet.

"It seems that this group of children has done a good job, if it weren't for the different skin, I would have thought I came to the Wikass Sports Center." The young man chimed in.

"Oh, Ark, how many times have I said it, I don't want to hear any more memories of those bunnies, I'm here to relax!" The old man shook his head, dancing in the form of a show in one hand.

"I'm sorry, I don't think there will be a next time!" The man shrugged his shoulders and made an innocent look at Miss Luo, who was smiling.

"Let's keep looking, I want to see how much Shang has taught them over the past month." The old man said casually, while probing around, and finally sat down on the ground with some helplessness, and then said with emotion: "I haven't sat on the floor for a long time, this feels like it makes me a lot younger, and I want to ''''''''''' that year." ”

Ark and Miss Luo also sat down, listening to the old man and staring at the still hot pitch.

"Hey, what's this kind of defense, cheer up!" Yan Yufeng clapped his hands dissatisfied, urging the defending players.

The plateau burst in obliquely, and after a stop, he got up and threw himself.

"Don't think about it!" Night Wind jumped up and raised his hand to seal it.

The ball had already been pulled out of Gao Yuan's hand, but due to the interference of the night wind, the ball smashed on the basket and exploded.

"Shoot!" There was a loud bang on the court, Xiang Jie jumped up suddenly, grabbed the ball in mid-air with one hand, and then closed the other hand to make this loud sound.

A domineering frontcourt rebound.

After getting the ball, it should be said that when Xiang Jie just fell to the ground, he had already moved, strong and had a rough two-handed slap of the basketball, and then the habitual surname, Xiang Jie roared, a side slash, and knocked Cao Tao, who was a cut taller than himself, and suddenly got up straight, holding the ball high with both hands, which was a slam dunk with both hands.

"Get me down!" A vicious voice sounded behind Xiang Jie, Xiang Jie trembled with his ends, and his movements couldn't help but slow down a little.

There are few people who can make Xiang Jie tremble, and Yan Yufeng is one of them.

A hand suddenly came out of the back of Xiang Jie's head, and suddenly the speed quickly surpassed Xiang Jie's high hands, and then one opened his five fingers and pressed the basketball that had risen to the basket.

"Shoot!" "Bang!" The two voices were mismatched and resounded throughout the audience.

"Beat" is the sound of Xiang Jie falling, and "clanging" is caused by Xiang Jie's hands that have touched the basket and Yan Yufeng's big hand pressing above him to ravage the basket.

"Hey, boss, don't be so ruthless!" Xiang Jie, who was still lying on the ground, rubbed his ass sideways and complained.

"You deserve it, who told you that you want to detain it at every turn!" Cao Tao has lost the opportunity now.

"Get up!" Yan Yufeng showed a smile and stretched out a hand to pull Xiang Jie up.

"Don't do that next time, memorizing '''''''." Xiang Jie was still begging and begging.

Yan Yufeng raised his hand amusedly, and gave Xiang Jie a big slap on the buttocks.

"Hurry back to defense, take so much to say, besides, we can attack quickly!" Night Wind laughed as he smirked, as if to verify his words, and rushed forward at a faster pace.

Xiang Jie was stunned, suddenly jumped up, and chased after him.

Yan Yufeng laughed, turned around and gestured to Shangzhi, and Shangzhi behind him nodded to show that he understood, and then the two ran forward together.

"That No. 8 looks good, it seems to be the captain!" Ark said suddenly.

"Miss Luo, what do you think!" The old man asked.

Miss Luo's pretty face frowned slightly, and she replied as if innocently, "Oh my God, Mr. Ori, I'm not a basketball fan, I'm just your temporary translator, how do you ask me to answer?" ”

Both men laughed, and the old man said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really forgot." ”

"Oh, what a nice steal!" Ark suddenly screamed.

The old man turned his head and looked at the court.

At this time, Yan Yufeng was rushing towards the half of the old man's direction at high speed, the old man's wrinkled face showed a smile, opened his hands, and said as if he was welcome: "Let's guess, what will this No. 8 do?" ”

Yan Yufeng didn't see these three strange people, in his eyes now, there was only that basket left, every time at this time, he felt that his heart was beating faster than ever, and his feet seemed to be about to fly, he knew that this time was his favorite moment.

To the surprise of Gao Yuan and the others, when Yan Yufeng stepped into his dunk range, that is, into the three-second zone, he did not jump up, but took another step forward, and actually slowed down, and then suddenly jumped up with one foot.

"Oh'''''''''." Miss Luo suddenly screamed, her voice full of surprise.

Not only her, but almost everyone in the audience was surprised to varying degrees.

You can't blame anyone, it's just because Yan Yufeng jumped too high this time.

Obviously, this time, Yan Yufeng did not pursue the distance of gliding, nor did he consider the difficulty coefficient of the dunk, but jumped vertically at a very close distance from the basket.

From the perspective of the old man, Yak and others, at this time, they only saw a pair of slightly bent feet of the No. 8, although they were seven or eight meters away from the basket, but they thought that this very sudden dunk from such a perspective was still very shocking.

Especially since this is a group of people from a foreign country, they are standing here, although they thought that this No. 8 would come to dunk, but they didn't expect that he would score in this way.

Yan Yufeng's right arm was already on the cold basket, and he hooked it with his elbow joint, and the whole person was dangling on the basket.

Ark's first reaction was that this dunk was the third dunk in 2000 when Carter won the Slam Dunk Contest.

"What a jump!" Ark muttered to himself as he stared at Number 8, who was still leaning on the basket.

"Whew!" Yan Yufeng breathed a sigh of relief, this action actually he had always wanted to sit, but he had been thinking about whether it would hurt his hands, but after a few attempts, he felt that this action was not difficult, as long as you calculated the location of the jump, and then jumped high enough, you could completely insert your hands into the basket in a swooping posture.

With the other hand on the basket, Yan Yufeng pulled out the hand hooked on the basket a little awkwardly, and then fell happily, just in time to meet the plateau that came back to serve.

"Hey, you can figure out this action, it scared me out of a sweat!" Gao Yuan said with a half-smile and half-complaining.

Yan Yufeng laughed, turned his head to look for the ball, and couldn't help but feel stunned when he saw Yake and the others sitting there.

At this time, Gao Yuan also found these three strange people, touched Yan Yufeng, and Gao Yuan asked in a low voice, "Where did these two foreigners come from?" ”

"How do I know!" Yan Yufeng took another look and found that the old man was looking at him with a smile, shook his head, and said.

Gao Yuan pondered for a moment and walked towards them, Yan Yufeng saw this and followed.

"Oh, they found us!" The old man said with a very childish look, and then stood up with some difficulty.

"Who are you?" The plateau has come to the fore.

"I'm sorry, we're here to find '''''''''." Miss Luo immediately opened her mouth to explain, but halfway through her words, she was stopped by the old man.

"Hello!" The old man said to Yan Yufeng in a very strange and laughing accent.

Gao Yuan and Yan Yufeng couldn't help but smile, Gao Yuan straightened his expression and said, "We are training, do you have something to do here?" ”

Yan Yufeng behind him frowned, and he found that the old man and the middle-aged man who was about the same age as Coach Shang were staring at him with a strange animal-like look.

"You'''''''''''''''' The old man said with great difficulty, it seemed that he wanted to use the pitiful Chinese he mastered to communicate with the cold-faced boy, but in the end, he gave up, and the old man turned his head and muttered to Miss Luo.

Gao Yuan looked at Yan Yufeng with inquiring eyes, and Yan Yufeng shrugged his shoulders, this is not the Chinese-style English in the mouth of the pig's head, it is too colloquial, and he can't hear it clearly.

"This is Mr. Ori, this Mr. Ark." Miss Luo stretched out her hand to introduce, and then continued, "Mr. Ori wants to ask you when you started playing basketball. ”

"Playing basketball?" Yan Yufeng couldn't help but chill a little more.

The old man had already seen the expression of the boy in front of him, spread his hands, and looked at Miss Luo, meaning to ask, did you translate it wrong?

"What the hell are you doing here, we're training, we can't let outsiders watch!" The sound of the plateau increased by a few decibels.

At this time, the other team members also came around, hugging behind Gao Yuan and Yan Yufeng with cold faces, plus Gao Yuan's words just now, suddenly, the atmosphere became a little tense.

"We're here to find your business coach!" Miss Luo felt compelled to say it.

"Find our coach!" Gao Yuan fell, some of the grim expressions were obviously relaxed, and the team members behind them were all amazed like frightened birds.

Yan Yufeng also froze, looked at the complexion of the two, and suddenly thought of something, and began to inquire about the two mysterious people in front of him.

"Do you know our coach?" Takahara asked suspiciously.

"That's right, they're coming for me!" A voice rang out from the doorway.

The old man turned around and looked at Shang Lin who was standing at the door.

When Shang Lin saw the old man's smile, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, this kind of smile had never been seen in the entire Beiyang team, from the feeling of the plateau, it was like seeing a loved one, a warm smile from the heart.

"Teacher!" Shang Lin opened his hands and greeted him with open arms.

The old man also took two steps forward and met Shang Lin's embrace.

"Hey! Shang, it's a pleasure to meet you! The old man said.

"What a surprise, God, I'd rather believe the Knicks won the championship than see you here!" Shang Lin laughed in surprise.

"No, no, no, God tells everyone who loves Him that miracles are everywhere!" The old man laughed heartily.

"Hi shang!" Ark, who was standing next to him, greeted.

"Oh, Ark, you're still packing yourself up like a gentleman as you used to!" Shang Lin laughed and gave Ark a big hug.

"Your mouth is still so unforgiving!" Ark shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Shang Lin was about to say something, when he suddenly saw a group of his team members looking at them stupidly, let go of Yak, waved his hand, and said, "What are you standing here for?" Do you want to run fifty laps? ”

Suddenly, all the team members ran away in an uproar, Yan Yufeng shook his hand to Shang Lin with a smile while holding the ball, and then immediately followed the plateau and trotted away.

"Is this your team?" The old man stood beside Shang Lin and said.

"yes, that's my team!" Shang Lin said with a little pride.

"A very good team." Ark said meaningfully.

Shang Lin heard the smell, stretched out his hand, made an inviting gesture, and said, "I'll take you to visit, the scenery here is very good!" ”

Ye Changfeng watched the coach and them walk out of the stadium from a distance, and then let out a long breath and asked, "Who are they?" ”

"Coach friend!" Gao Yuan guessed, and as soon as he spoke, he suddenly found that everyone had gathered around and pricked up his ears beside him.

"What do you want to do?" Gao Yuan was furious.

The group immediately burst out laughing.

"It's the first time I've seen foreigners, their eyes are so blue!" Wang Zhiquan whispered.

"yes, yes, the skin is so white, a bit of the wall!" Cao Tao added.

"The color of your hair is like '''''''''." Ouyang Shangzhi also wanted to say something, but when he saw that Gao Yuan had already stared, he immediately spit out the words behind him.

"I'm going to train, get out of '''''." Gao Yuan shouted, pushing them out one by one.

The person was finally pushed clean, Gao Yuan took a breath and looked at Yan Yufeng, who was still pondering on the side.

"What, what do you think?" Highland Road.

"I don't know, alas, don't think about it, let's train!" Yan Yufeng felt that it was too cumbersome, shook his hand, and picked up the fairway.

"Alright, keep training!" The plateau has no choice but to pass.

Picking up the ball, Yan Yufeng glanced at the door, and in the dark, his heart suddenly swelled with joy, and he couldn't say clearly, because he suddenly felt that these two people might be from the country of his dreams.

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"Shang, did you really decide to stay here?" The old man asked as he watched Ark and Miss Luo slowly walk away from the scenery.

Shang Lin sighed, looked at the small lake in front of him, grabbed the iron chain encircled by the lake, and said, "Maybe it's just temporary!" ”

The old man nodded and said, "Shang, I understand your approach very well, in the United States, you still have a lot to learn, but staying here may be a new challenge for you." ”

"This is a group of children who will grow up with a little carving, maybe they will become a myth, a new miracle in this land!" Shang Lin said with emotion that in the battle with Mingde, their performance was better than he expected, especially Yan Yufeng, sure enough, standing on the court, his temperament became completely different, and he undeniably admitted it.

In a way, I was about to be conquered.

"That No. 8, it's very good!" The old man said suddenly.

"Teacher, do you see that too?" Shang Lin laughed.

"Oh, I'm old, but my eyes haven't spent, and his bounce is very good!" The old man recalled the vertical dunk just now, and it can be imagined that his whole hand must have been hanging on the basket, how long has he not seen such a dunk? The old man recalled.

"I can guarantee the ticket, he may already be the best player in China!" Shang Lin Road.

"Oh!" The old man said lightly.

Shang Lin smiled, looked at the lake, and said, "Teacher, how did you get here?" Don't tell me you're really here for me! ”

"Haha! Of course it's for you! The old man laughed whimfully.

"If I believe, then I don't believe in God!" Shang Lin laughed.

The old man shook his head with a smile, clapped his hands, and said, "Duke is finished, so I came out to relax, hehe, the ancient East is what I have always longed for!" ”

Shang Lin was stunned, his face was full of incredulous expressions, and he said after half a sound: "The state league has been eliminated?" ”

"Oh'''''." The old man was smiling, made a helpless move, and said: "Some people say that dark horses are the spokesmen of miracles, but in this year's state competition, we met three little dark horses, oh my God, maybe I really did something wrong." ”

"Three?" Shang Lin's eyes widened.

"No way! Ten Simos are useless! The old man sighed.

Shang Lin was silent, Ximo is the core guard of Duke University, and he was also selected for the top 50 college students in the United States, his scoring ability is very strong, he has already been targeted by many NBA teams, and in the year after tomorrow, perhaps, Duke University will have another NBA player.

"The game is over, it has been said above, this summer, there will definitely be a big clean-up, and at that time, I hope you can come back!" The old man continued.

Shang Lin turned his head sideways to look at his mentor, he understood his current mood, failure is by no means what this proud old man wants, it can be said that he is a person who will never tolerate failure, but what about the facts.

Shang Lin sighed and realized that his departure really couldn't be changed.

Turning around, he looked at the basketball hall behind the woods, where the players were still practicing hard according to their training requirements, and there was no need to doubt it, he believed in this.

This is a group of sincere, hard-working big boys.

"Shang, how long will you be here?" The old man said.

Shang Lin shook his head silently for a long time before he said, "When I send them to the highest point of this land, I will choose to leave!" ”

"Do you need to prove something? Shang, tell me! ”

"That's why I want to stay, and it's my best chance."

"Yes, proof is a disguised faith, and if you don't have it, how can you keep going?" The old man said with emotion, he knows very well that many times, the coach's self-confidence is taken from the moment of the championship.

"When I stand at the highest point with them, I think my purpose has been achieved!" Shang Lin said slowly, his eyes becoming a little painful.

"That's a good number 8, and so are the other players, shang, congratulations!" The old man said suddenly.

"Of course, the 15th and the 23rd are all first-class, and I can guarantee you that." Shang Lin became happy, when it came to this, Shang Lin seemed to have a lot less sorrow, after all, this was the final capital that he had proven.

The old man stretched out his hand and patted Shang Lin, and said with a smile: "Shang, I have never doubted your choice. ”

Shang Lin was shocked and said, "Teacher, ''''''." ”

"Needless to say, I know what you're trying to say." The old man stretched out and interrupted Shang Lin's words.

"The land is not suitable for their development, and if there is a need, I think I will help." The old man also turned around, looked at the stadium leisurely, and said.

Shang Lin's body trembled again, and his voice was a little choked: "Teacher'''''''''." ”

"I think they will surprise a lot of people in the United States, and I think this land has raised not only outstanding coaches, but also extraordinary players!" The old man was still smiling.

Shang Lin nodded silently, and suddenly remembered the white eyes and distrust he had suffered when he first arrived in the United States, if there was no teacher, would he get all this?

"Oh, the sun has gone down, let's go, I think my stomach is starting to protest against me." The old man made a ridiculous gesture and said.

"Let's go, I'll take you to eat a ton of real Chinese dinner." Shang Lin suddenly said loudly.

The old man laughed, pointed his finger at Shang Lin, and said, "I want to tell you something." ”

Shang Lin was stunned and said, "What's the matter?" ”

"This is the first time you've invited me to dinner, and you say, how am I going to commemorate it?" The old man was serious.

Shang Lin first glared in disbelief, and then laughed.

"Come, come, let the Virgin Mary commemorate all this!" Shang Lin picked up the old man with one hand and walked forward with a big smile.

"Oh, how can this be, it's so unforgivable, take her in remembrance, oh, no, no, no''''''''''''''''." The old man's voice slowly faded away, and in the setting sun, the figures of the two were stretched very long, very long, and it looked as if they were just a figure.

Perhaps, on something, thinking, borders, race, it's really not a problem.

Distinguished guests are at the door

Great Qin Bingbing

2004.1.18

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