Chapter 2 Gifts for Further Studies (II)
He Qingping is no stranger to basketball, at least he knows that the best basketball league is called the NBA, and he also knows that there is a very famous basketball player named Yao Ming - these are all things that have been broadcast in the news. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ info But that's all, any more, for him belongs to another professional category.
In fact, He Qingping himself likes sports very much. However, the meaning of the word sports is only a very broad game for children who have grown up in the countryside. For example, swimming in the river, or chasing and playing in the playground, or being taught boxing by the old man in the village. Games like basketball, football, and tennis, which require sports equipment and professional venues, are too far away for them.
In their village school, the only sports fields are two table tennis tables, which are made up of red brick bases and wooden planks on them. After entering junior high school, I went to study in the center of the town, and I saw a decent basketball court for the first time. However, He Qingping watched a group of people scrambling on the field, opening their mouths to insult each other without saying a word, and then pushing each other, and he really didn't understand what was so fun about this game. After he participated in it by chance and became the humiliated protagonist for some reason, he couldn't raise half of his interest in basketball.
Therefore, the first time I entered No. 2 Middle School, I met a bad young man who said to himself that he liked to play basketball, He Qingping really didn't even owe a word of entertainment. He just glanced back at the other party coldly, and the meaning in his eyes was that everyone could see it: there is nothing wrong with your head. I didn't expect that guy to continue to nag unexpectedly, I have to say that He Qingping has a well-proportioned figure, explosive calves, long hands and long fingers, and at first glance he is a natural basketball player. That posture and eloquence are not far from the fortune tellers who set up stalls outside the Guanyin Temple. It's a pity that He Qingping didn't bring any money with him, otherwise he could consider rewarding him. Forced into desperation, He Qingping simply said "I don't like it".
The other party's eyes immediately changed, and he Qingping's eyes looked like an old pervert in a beautiful woman, a little lustful. He Qingping felt a chill in his heart: No, this kind of superb can be encountered.
"There are boys in this world who don't like basketball, hehe, in that case, let me teach you, hahaha."
He Qingping really didn't want to waste time here, and muttered softly: Neuropathy. He ignored it and walked away.
"I want to go, hahaha, don't be too naΓ―ve. Today, if you are unlucky, you meet my great demon king Jianghe, don't think that you can get out of the way. He Qingping ignored the other party's inexplicable self-talk, and treated him as if he had met a person with abnormal nerves.
However, after not taking a few steps, He Qingping felt a strong wind in the direction of the back of his head. He didn't look back, just tilted his head slightly sideways. As soon as he dodged, a basketball spun and flew past his head. The basketball hit the trunk of a tree in the distance, then bounced into the lawn, spun a few times, and stopped.
He Qingping turned his head and glanced at the other party fiercely, only to see Jiang He with a pair of big eyes, looking at his hands very innocently and saying, "Hey, strange, why did your hand slip?" β
He Qingping stared at him, and a wave of anger brewed in his heart.
Jiang He glanced at He Qingping cautiously, and then said with a big grin: "Just kidding, don't be angry, it's funny, isn't it?" Haha, but honestly, that dodge you did was pretty cool. You can see that you are very sharp and your reflexes are top-notch, and if you were on the basketball court, you would be a very headache for the opponent. Well, it's getting more and more exciting. Be my apprentice, that's it. β
He Qingping looked at the nagging maniac who looked like a bad young man in front of him, and sighed in his heart. Why can't I be angry, can I say that I also have the potential to be a bad youth?
He Qingping was thinking about it, when he suddenly found a fist waving straight towards his nose. He subconsciously crouched down to the left and dodged the punch. Then, he caught a glimpse of another foot in leather shoes kicking towards him below. He Qingping was still not angry, but just took a breath, grabbed the opponent's right hand with both hands, and at the same time blocked the opponent's right foot with his left foot, and twisted his whole body to the right, throwing the opponent's whole person out.
Jiang He was thrown on the lawn, his whole body trembled, and then he pretended to be dead.
After a few seconds, he saw that the other party was not fooled, so he rubbed his legs and slowly stood up.
"It hurts, my whole body seems to fall apart. But let's be honest, you're so good at fighting, it's a shame not to play basketball. Do you know what is the most interesting thing about playing basketball, it's not scoring goals, it's fighting, haha I didn't expect it? I'm very optimistic about you, although it's impossible to surpass me, but if you want to become a master, with your qualifications, it's only a matter of days. β
"Hey, don't go." Jiang He continued to follow cheekily.
"To tell you the truth, the trick you just threw me out was really handsome. Of course, there is also a reason why I am participating, after all, if the person who was thrown is also handsome, it will add a lot of points to the whole set of moves. Hey, what's the name for this trick? No, I didn't even have a name, ...... It's called turning around and spinning overlord fall, what do you think? Isn't it good? Well, it seems that there is a little too domineering to be exposed. Then call the swallow across the river, wow, this name is good, so it was decided. He Qingping didn't speak.
"Hey, everyone has known each other for so long, I still don't know your name, we're all friends, don't be so stingy." He Qingping didn't speak.
"Hey, there's a guy over there who is so rustic, haha, laughing to death. Hey, why do you think she's a bit like you, can't she be your mother? β
He Qingping was about to speak, but he was a step too slow, and his mother grabbed the words first: "Xiaoqing, didn't you tell you to go back and get the basket, why did you come back empty-handed?"
He Qingping sighed, looked at Jiang He helplessly, and pretended to greet his mother very politely.
"Hello Auntie!"
"Auntie looks so young, like a big sister."
"Well, the clothes my aunt wears are very good-looking, retro style, which is the popular style now."
Sure enough, he was a bad young man, and his mouth was like honey. Seeing his mother smiling obligently, He Qingping was not easy to debunk.
He Qingping told a little lie, saying that when he went back, Tang Fatzi happened to go out, so he had to go to get the basket next time.
When he was lying, the young man named Jiang He threw a "you know" look, which happened to be caught by his mother. He Qingping's head was big for a while, and he wanted to ask loudly: I know you very well? Fortunately, my mother didn't care very much, probably thinking that this was Xiaoqing's classmate or friend in the county. At the same time, she was also a little worried that Xiaoqing's friend looked like a flamboyant tongue and didn't do his job. Well, after going back, I should remind Xiaoqing to be cautious about making friends and not to be affected by his studies.
"Goodbye, Auntie!"
"Remember to come to the county seat often when you have time."