"Good luck. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Hu Xiaohai exhaled a puff of cigarette.

"Brother Hu, who do you think will win?" The face of the knife strip puts on the same sincere expression as that of an elementary school student.

"For most games, no one can tell who wins and who loses until the last second." Hu Xiaohai replied.

"Smack-" Yan Kuan covered Luo Zhixiang's layup.

"Drop-" the referee blew the whistle and made a "interfere with the ball" gesture.

"How is that possible? How can it be a jamming ball? Yan Kuan was confused.

"The ball was already falling when you covered it." The referee is still expressionless.

"Impossible, this ......"

"Don't question the referee, the game continues." The referee coldly put down a sentence and returned to the sideline of midfield. The score became 42:46.

Yan Kuan rolled his eyes at the referee's back and threw the ball to Sima Shenji.

"This referee's eyes?" Amu took off the towel that hung around his neck.

"Whoever believes in the referee is a fool." Lu Feng pressed his temples.

Sima Shenji threw a high toss, Nong Guang caught the ball in the air, and was about to make an aerial slam dunk - with a "snap" - and dunk it on the hoop. Sima was quick-eyed, grabbed the rebound from the right, and shot the ball - still missed.

"Back to the defense!" Yan Kuan shouted.

Ou Feng couldn't shake Li Changgeng with a feint, and jumped directly to shoot three points, the ball hit the rebound weakly, and rebounded into Ding Xuancang's hands.

Ding Huangcan carried Yan Kuan to the death, moved his center of gravity downward, leaned forward slightly in an arch shape, and carried it into the forbidden area with the strength of breastfeeding. Yan Kuan also bent down slightly, his chest was close to Ding Xuancan's back, and his knees were almost on Ding Xuancan's hind legs, desperately squeezing Ding Xuancan out.

After a stalemate like this for four or five seconds, Ding Huangguang suddenly turned around and slammed his shot.

Yan Kuan seemed to react a little off, and hit Ding Xuancang's arm with a wave of his hand.

"Drop-", the referee decisively blew for a foul. Ding Huangguang goes to the free throw line. Both sides were ready to grab the rebound.

"Uh-" "Whew-", two penalties and two hits. 42：48。

"Yan Kuan, they seem to be about to lose the wind." The fat black man's eyes widened forcefully.

"No, it won't." Hu Xiaohai stroked his beard.

"Hmm-" Li Changgeng received a pass from Nong Guang, who was facing the double bag, when no one was marked, and immediately made a three-point shot - the ball went in.

"Drop-" The moment the ball fell into the basket, 24 seconds ran out. 45：48。

"Good shot!" The fat black man couldn't help but wave his fists.

"Which side are you rooting for?" Knife Face asked.

"Whoever plays well and who I support." The black fat man replied.

"Wallgrass." Knife face muttered.

Hu Xiaohai smiled faintly and pretended not to hear anything.

Wang Xiaotian received Luo Zhixiang's pass and rushed directly to the penalty area, but he didn't stop the car, and suddenly knocked down Nongguang, who had already stood in his position.

"Drop-" The referee immediately blew for an offensive foul.

"This is the second one, right?" Yan Kuan smiled and pulled Nongguang up.

"I think it's a little little." Nongguang replied with a smile.

"Be careful." Ding Huangcan patted Wang Xiaotian on the shoulder.

"Smack-" No. 15 slammed the ball off Sima Shenji's hand.

Sima Shenji, who had just finished serving the baseline ball, hurriedly rushed up and blocked in front of No. 15.

No. 15 flicked a feint to the right and made a layup in an inappropriate and indecent posture - the ball hit the hoop and bounced out.

"It doesn't seem like the first, does it?" Yan Kuan asked.

"Yes, and not at all." Nongguang replied.

"You still have to be careful." Yan Kuan frowned.

"That's right." Nongguang squeezed his eyes.

"Bang-" Li Changgeng's three points were ironed. Nong Guang grabbed the rebound from Ding Xuancang and Wang Xiaotian hard, and threw the ball to Sima Shenji the second before his body lost its center of gravity.

Sima Shenji immediately made a feint to attract Luo Zhi to want to jump, and the second Luo Zhi wanted to start falling, he jerked out the jump shot - still missed.

"Whew-" There was another boo from the audience.

Yan Kuan grabbed the rebound in the front court and distributed it to Sima Shenji on the right, who threw directly in the face of No. 15 - still didn't score. Wang Xiaotian grabbed the backcourt rebound with the posture of picking up garbage.

"Counterattack! Strive to widen the score! Ding began to encourage his teammates.

But the next second after he finished speaking, Ou Feng dribbled out of bounds. Hong Seong's ball possession.

"Can you not drop the chain?" Ding Huangcan was a little crying without tears.

Yan Kuan immediately dunked with both hands to tell Ou Feng what the consequences of dropping the chain were. 47：48。

The atmosphere of the audience began to boil again, and the sound of cheering and hitting the plastic mallets caught up with the vegetable market again.

"I can see it," Bladeface said to the fat black man, "eight out of ten spectators are of your kind." ”

", that's your kind!" The black fat man retorted.

"Don't make any noise," Hu Xiaohai glared at one of them, "Watch the ball well." ”

"Drop-" Foul by the No. 15 thug. Lee Chang Gung on the free throw line.

Yan Kuan bent down and made a "come on" gesture at Sima Shenji. Li Changgeng nodded.

"Smack-" "Whoosh-" -- the first one didn't enter, and the second one entered. 48：48。

"Come on, there's one minute left!" Yan Kuan loudly encouraged his teammates.

"Now that we're back on the same page, there's still the last minute of the second quarter, so I wonder which team can finish the first half with a lead?" The narrator calls on the entire audience to guess the riddle on this day that is not a holiday.

"I really want to send SMS to 10086 to participate in the prize quiz." Sima Shenji muttered as he covered No. 15's face with his arm.

Ou Feng threw a step-back jumper in a posture that looked like he was about to fall to the sky, and the ball slammed into the part between the hoop and the rebound, and fell into the hands of Wang Xiaotian, who had just circled in front of Nongguang.

"Return!" Ding Huangguang shouted.

Wang Xiaotian hesitated for half a second, bent down, and threw the ball to Luo Zhixiang through Sima Shenji, who immediately changed direction and broke through, and made a layup with his left hand under the bag of Sima Shenji and Yan Kuan—the ball spun twice in a row on the hoop, and then spun out weakly. Nongguang used the posture of a monkey fishing for the moon to get the rebound.

"Why are you so old today?!" Ding Huangguang can't say what he is suffering from.

"It's just for you to carry it." Li Changgeng replied in his heart.

Sima Shenji faced the defense of No. 15 and Ou Feng and passed the ball to Li Changgeng near the bottom corner, who shot two points from beyond the three-point line (two points already close to the three-point line) - hit. 50：48。 Hong Seong regained the lead.

"Last Attack!" Ding Xuanguang shouted.

"Defend them!" Yan Kuan also shouted.

Ding Xuancan made two feints in a row, shook Yan Kuan, and reluctantly hooked his left hand to the layup, and got a three-no-stick.

Wang Xiaotian squeezed in front of Nongguang, grabbed the rebound hard, and threw a long pass to No. 15 outside the three-point line.

No. 15 faced Sima Shenji and forcibly threw three points - missed.

"Drop-" stopwatch zeros.

"Drop-" The referee blew the whistle for the end of the first half.

"At the end of the first half, Hong Cheng temporarily led 50:48, please give these two teams a round of applause and encouragement!" Once again, the narrator excitedly waved his hand from the far right to the far left.

The entire stadium erupted in silence for the last time before the tsunami, applause and shouting. It is said that American fans are crazy, in fact, many Chinese fans are no worse than fans of any country on the planet if they are crazy, but most Chinese are crazy for various reasons. But whoever it is, as long as it goes crazy, it will die. When all Chinese go crazy, the whole society is not far from collapse.

"You're playing well." Ding Huangcan said to Yan Kuan.

"The same goes for you." Yan Kuan smiled, walked to the front of the stool, picked up a towel, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Let's go back and rest, let's move on in the second half." Ding Huangguang turned around and walked down the aisle.

"Shall we go back too?" Sima Shenji asked Yan Kuan.

"Well, let's all go back to the locker room!" Yan Kuan said to all his teammates.

"Now it's half-time, and the second half starts fifteen minutes later. Well, now is our prize guessing time, please edit the mobile phone text message 17481748 add 1 or 2 plus the player number to send to 10086, 1 on behalf of Hongcheng, 2 on behalf of Luo Yang Bing team, guess the first player to score in the second half, guess the winner will get a pair of NIKE basketball shoes worth 998 yuan! The narrator began to cheat the audience out of their phone bills.

"Why do you even have a prize quiz? It's not like a professional league. Li Changgeng asked.

"What should be formal is not formal, and what should not be formal is blind and formal." Yan Kuan rolled his eyes.

"Huh-" Hu Xiaohai took a long puff of cigarette and closed his eyes, "It's finally half the game." ”

"Brother Hu, are you tired?" The black fat man asked puzzled.

"It's not tired," Hu Xiaohai turned his head to look at the black fat man, "It's enjoyment." ”

Knifeface stood up from his seat.

"Why are you going?" Hu Xiaohai asked.

"I'm a little thirsty, I'm going to buy something to drink." Knife Strip Face pointed to the passage and said.

"Okay, bring each of us a bottle of Coke, ask for ice, a large bottle, and I'll give you money when I come back." Hu Xiaohai waved his hand.

"Brother Hu, do you think we can win them?" The black fat man asked.

"I don't know for sure, so I'll have to wait until I run into them. The only thing I know for sure is that they're definitely not easy to deal with. Hu Xiaohai replied.

"Oops!" A piercing scream came from the entrance of the passage, making the already discordant environment even more discordant.

"What are you doing? You don't have long eyes, huh? A big fat man yelled in dissatisfaction.

"You □ his mother□ he doesn't have long eyes!" A middle-aged woman screams in a louder voice.

"You xxx! You xxxxxx! The big fat man slapped the middle-aged woman to the ground.

"You, you, you...... You dare to hit me?! The middle-aged woman was lying on the ground like a baby and shouting.

"You □ him□ mother dare to beat my wife?! You're tired of living, aren't you? The middle-aged woman's husband threw down the cigarette he had just bought from the commissary, rushed up, and punched the big fat man in the face.

The passage was instantly blocked, and even a fly could not fly over, because the concentration of sweat, smoke, fart, and bad breath increased nearly twice in an instant, and the flies were ready to eat on the spot, although there was no food. Almost everyone was blocked, even those who didn't like boxing in their hearts, and were forced to enjoy the game between basketball games, which was not even an amateur.

"Brother Hu," Knife Face had to retreat from the entrance of the passage, "Can I buy it again later?" ”

"Okay, wait a minute, it is estimated that it will take at least ten minutes." Hu Xiaohai brushed his hair.

"Won't the second half start then?" Knife Face asked.

"No, there's a twenty-minute intermission." Hu Xiaohai narrowed his eyes.

"Why hasn't the security guard come yet?" The black fat man asked.

"They will come in a while, and they are not Cao Cao, so it is impossible to be on call. If you count on the efficiency of these guys, the daylilies are cold. Hu Xiaohai replied.

The outermost "Raptor" suddenly pulled out his mobile phone.

"What are you doing?" Hu Xiaohai asked.

"Take a picture and post it on Weibo."

"Boring." Hu Xiaohai looked disdainful.

Even when there are no unexpected events, the passage at halftime is always noisy. The excitement of the game was pervasive and permeated every corner of the stadium, and the passage was no exception. While most die-hard fans still sit in their seats to cheer on or analyze the game, there are also those who are tired of going out for a stroll or have finished their snacks and drinks, but they are not addicted to it and go back to buy them. They took advantage of this short break to come and go, giving life to the passage that had been quiet for half the time.

But there's always a less enthusiastic part of the arena, and that's the case with the northernmost passage on the top floor of this arena. Almost everyone with a little common sense knows that except for VIP seats or special seats for leaders, tickets to any gymnasium are more expensive the closer they are, and I don't know if it's because people who can't afford expensive tickets can't find the north, and the northernmost rows of seats on the top floor are almost empty, so the passage is still deserted - there are only two people standing in the entire passage.

Helo put his right arm on the handrail of the staircase, his whole body leaning on the handrail at the angle of the Leaning Tower of Pisa, his face mixed with anxiety and doubt, frowning vigorously, his left hand twisting his forehead over and over again, and not saying anything. Gu Tian stood opposite him, with an unexpected expression on his face, as if a cleaner who had been poor for half his life had suddenly won the jackpot.

"Ahem," Gu Tian cleared his throat, "Captain, what now?" ”

"What to do? I want to ask you! He Luo raised his head and stared at Gu Tian very dissatisfied, "Let me ask you, who is that Li Changgeng?" ”

"I ...... Didn't I say it all...... "Gu Tian was as aggrieved as a child who broke glass, "He is a teammate of my middle school team, is ...... It's the main ...... of our team."

"Is that all?"

"That's it...... That's all......"

"Did he win the best defender? Does he have a nickname called 'Death'? Helo raised his voice.

Looking at him was full of coldness.

(To be continued.) )