"Yawn..."

After sneezing a few times for no reason, Han Bin smiled and handed the teacup in his hand to Cui Jian, and then sat down.

"What's wrong? Got a cold? Cui Jian nodded and took the teacup, and asked Han Bin with a smile.

"No, hehe."

Han Bin rubbed his nose with a smile and said, "I don't know what's wrong, I've been sneezing since I just came back from eating." Maybe it's something allergic. ”

"Does it matter? Would you like to go to the pharmacy outside and get some medicine? Cui Jian put the teacup in his hand on the table and asked with a smile.

"It's okay, even if you go out now, I'm afraid the pharmacy will be closed." Han Bin said, smiling and pointing to the clock on the wall next to him.

"Hehe, yes."

Cui Jian understood, smiled, stood up and said, "I have some medicine at home, do you want to go back and get it for you now?" ”

"No, no."

Han Bin hurriedly waved his hand, got up and smiled and pressed Cui Jian back to his seat. Then he smiled: "It's so late to invite Brother Cui over, mainly to discuss with you about the training camp in the next month." ”

"Are you really going to the city's No. 7 Middle School tomorrow?" Cui Jian said, a trace of incomprehension flashed in his eyes. Tentatively asked, "Director Wang, aren't they just going?" You're going to watch this game anyway. ”

"Hehe, I want to too. But you can't go over there. ”

Han Bin didn't blame Cui Jian for the selfishness in his words, and explained with a smile: "The competition in their school started yesterday, and today I made three more phone calls. And the principal of their school and the dean of our school are friends who have played since childhood, how can I not go? ”

Hearing Han Bin's explanation, Cui Jian nodded helplessly. Then he smiled bitterly: "But I'm afraid that after you leave, there will be one or two flashing guys in the following games." What if you're not there? ”

"Hehe, since I am relieved to hand over the matter here to you, then I must trust Brother Cui's eyesight. When the time comes, if the situation you said really happens, you can just look at it. When Han Bin said this, he paused, suddenly changed his tone, and said with a smile: "But I believe that it is unlikely that that kind of situation will occur, it should be these dozen people." ”

"I think it's pretty much the same, I'm afraid that one or two little guys will pop up all of a sudden." Cui Jian smiled and nodded, seemingly agreeing with Han Bin's statement.

In fact, Cui Jian knows very well that the so-called basketball talents are so easy to find, that is, the eleven people in front of him are still desperately put together by himself and the head teachers of each class.

Han Bin seemed to see what Cui Jian was thinking at the moment, sighed lightly in his heart, changed the topic with a smile, took out a piece of paper from his arms, unfolded it and handed it to Cui Jian, and said, "This is the list of people who came to report to me tonight, you can see if there is anything missing." ”

"I think there should be nothing missing, no one dares, hehe." Cui Jian said in his mouth, still taking the list with a smile, looking at it, he was suddenly slightly stunned, looked up and asked Han Bin, "Isn't it eleven people?" How come there is an extra one now. ”

"Oh, I guess you're talking about the student named Pan Hao, right?" Han Bin asked with a smile.

Seeing that Cui Jian nodded, he explained with a smile: "He came with the man named Wang Yu tonight, I didn't know at first, but in the end I couldn't help it, so I left him behind as soon as my heart softened." ”

"Are you sure you've left him behind now?" Hearing Han Bin's explanation, Cui Jian was speechless, so he had to choose relief. However, as to whether to keep Pan Hao or not, he still seems to have no bottom in his heart.

"Hehe, it looks like I can only stay." Han Bin smiled bitterly: "If you go and tell him to kick him out now, wouldn't it hurt your self-esteem too much?" Anyway, there are fifteen spots for each team, plus he has three less. Just stay. ”

"It seems that this is the only way." Cui Jian nodded, and then comforted himself: "It's okay to stay, although this little guy generally doesn't have any brains when he plays ball, but with height and weight, he should be very promising as a 'coolie'." ”

Hearing Cui Jian's evaluation of Pan Hao's 'pertinent', Han Bin nodded with a smile, and suddenly changed his tone and asked: "Brother Cui, there is one thing I have always wanted to ask you, but I have never opened my mouth, I don't know if it is convenient for Fang to ask?" ”

After hearing Han Bin's somewhat vague words, Cui Jian was slightly stunned. Immediately, a trace of displeasure appeared on his face, and he waved his hand again and again: "Just ask about anything, between people like us who are straight-tempered, we don't need those politeness." ”

"It's my mother-in-law, hehe." Han Bin smiled, and then asked softly: "I want to ask if there is any relationship between Brother Cui and this classmate named Wang Yu, otherwise why did you say so many good things for him?" ”

Cui Jian listened to Han Bin's words, and looked at him in a daze without saying anything for a while. After a while, he burst out laughing.

"What's wrong, Brother Cui? Did I guess right? Han Bin smiled on his face, but his heart suddenly became a little nervous.

"You misunderstood." Cui Jian stopped laughing, waved his hand, and said, "I'm laughing not because you guessed right, but because I had already guessed when you would definitely ask me this." ”

"Oh?"

When Han Bin heard Cui Jian's explanation, his nervous heart relaxed slightly. However, there was still a little doubt in his eyes, and he asked puzzledly: "How do you say this?" ”

"I do know this student named Wang Yu, to be precise, I have known him since he was in the second year of junior high school, but he didn't know me at that time." As he spoke, seeing that Han Bin on the other side cast a look of confusion and confusion, Cui Jian smiled and waved his hand, and then explained: "It's normal that he didn't know me at that time. Because I went to their school for an internship temporarily, I only stayed there for three months, and then I was transferred to the current Lin Feng Middle School. ”

"It won't be because you know each other, Brother Cui, you can help him say so many good things, right?" Han Bin joked with a smile.

"Of course not, you're that kind of person I am, hehe." Cui Jian knew that Han Bin was joking, and then said: "I played with him on the court at that time. ”

"Then Brother Cui, you should have abused him casually at that time, right?" Han Bin straightened up with a smile, as if he was somewhat interested in Cui Jian's words.

"It's a must to abuse him, hehe." Cui Jian smiled embarrassedly, and then said: "If you look at his current appearance, you can guess how thin he was at that time. ”

"I still don't understand what this has to do with Brother Cui's strong recommendation of him?" Han Bin smiled, but still didn't understand the meaning of Cui Jian's words.

"Don't worry, I haven't gotten to the point yet." Cui Jian smiled, then his tone changed, and he said: "Although you can abuse him at that time, if you say it a little more ruthlessly, it is simply casual abuse." But this was only limited to attack, after all, he was too thin at that time to defend us. ”

"Oh?"

Han Bin replied lightly, and suddenly a wry smile appeared on his face, and said, "Brother Cui, then what you say next, should you tell me that you can't defend against his attack either?" ”

"Of course he can hold on, didn't he say, he was so skinny at that time, we could basically cover his shot without jumping up while standing." Cui Jian said, no longer caring about the change in the expression on Han Bin's face, and then changed the conversation and said, "However, we can't stop his pass." ”

"What? Can't stop his passes? Han Bin smiled on his face and opened his mouth in slight surprise.

"You can't believe it, do you? Hehe. ”

Cui Jian smiled bitterly, as if he had expected Han Bin's reaction like this, and continued: "At that time, my first reaction was the same as yours, but,... I just can't stop it. ”

"But during the game yesterday, although he passed a lot of good balls, it wasn't to the extent you said?" Han Bin asked puzzled.

"I think there are two reasons." Cui Jian explained with a smile: "First, he has an injury on his shoulder, I think you already know this, so you don't need me to say anything." ”

"I know this, but what about the second reason?" Han Bin nodded and asked eagerly.

"The second point is what I'm going to focus on."

Cui Jian said, suddenly his voice lowered, and continued: "In the last month of my internship, their middle school held a teacher-student competition, and in the game, he was injured and broke his wrist. I couldn't even hold a pen for two whole months. For this reason, his father was so angry that he was almost hospitalized. ”

"Is it that serious?"

Although the fracture is not a small injury, Han Bin obviously can't understand the hospitalization of Wang Yu's father because of this.

"Oh, I forgot, you didn't know he studied art since he was a child, did you?"

Seeing Han Bin's confused look on his face after hearing his words, Cui Jian suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly explained.

"Art from elementary school?"

Han Bin said in his mouth, and suddenly understood why the boy named Wang Yu always gave himself a very melancholy feeling, it turned out that this was the state of an artist. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but raise a wry smile on his lips.

Seeing Han Bin's suddenly somewhat strange look in his eyes, Cui Jian was slightly stunned, but then understood. I thought he was surprised to hear the fact that Wang Yu had been an art since elementary school. Therefore, he didn't pay much attention to it, smiled and continued:

"Well, his father pinned his unfulfilled wishes on him. It is precisely because of this that Wang Yu's father is angry and distressed by his unexpected hands. You know, what he missed was not only two months of study, but also the opportunity for Lang to spend two months practicing his pen. For those of them who study art, time is more precious than the rest of us. ”

Seeing Han Bin nodding in agreement, Cui Jian suddenly smiled bitterly, and continued: "What's even sadder is that Wang Yu's father's worries finally became a reality during the high school entrance examination. Because of the relationship between studying art, Wang Yu's cultural class was not good, plus the Lang fee for those two months, he finally missed by five points, and he was not able to go to the school he wanted to go to, and finally came to our Lin Feng Middle School. ”

Han Bin listened quietly and didn't speak, but in his heart, he was a little more curious about this little guy named Wang Yu.

Since then, Wang Yu's father has never allowed him to touch basketball. Come to think of it, he must have not been on the basketball court in more than four years. ”

Speaking of this, Cui Jian stopped, sighed lightly, turned his face to look at Han Bin on the side, and said with a smile: "This is why I highly recommend him, for a person who hasn't touched basketball much in four or five years, this game should be considered very good, right?" You tell me. ”

Han Bin listened carefully, nodded solemnly, and then asked, "Then why did he participate in the competition this time?" Did his father agree? ”

"I don't know. I was also surprised to see him compete this time. But I guess he must have secretly participated behind his father's back. If it weren't for the fact that there was no one in their class, I don't think he would have participated. Cui Jian said and picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and continued: "The sad thing is that he was injured again in the competition this time, I guess he will definitely not dare to go home for a while, hehe." ”

"It's okay, I see that his shoulder is just bruising, and it will be fine soon."

Han Bin said, took out the technical statistics table from his arms, stared at it for a while, and then turned his face to Cui Jian and said, "If it is really what Brother Cui said, then this little guy named Wang Yu has a very good fight this time." ”

"Really?"

Cui Jian smiled and took the technical statistics table from Han Bin's hand, looked at it, and said with a somewhat self-deprecating smile: "Although I play basketball very ordinary, I am still very confident in my eyesight." ”

"That's, that's."

Han Bin stood up as he spoke, looked at Cui Jian's confident smile at the moment, smiled faintly in his heart, and then lifted the water bottle on the side and filled the cup in front of Cui Jian with tea.

His eyes stopped slightly on the technical statistics table in Cui Jian's hand, and Han Bin just wanted to sit down and discuss some other things with Cui Jian in front of him, when suddenly a flash of lightning flashed through his brain, which made him immediately straighten up, and turned his face to look at Cui Jian on the side.

Cui Jian, who had just wanted to say thank you for his cup of tea, was startled by Han Bin's sudden strange action. After being slightly stunned, he asked with a smile, "What's wrong?" ”

"Brother Cui, if that's the case, Wang Yu won't be able to participate in that month's training camp and the competition after that..."

Han Bin only stopped halfway through his words, because he saw that Cui Jian's face in front of him was rapidly darkening at the moment.

The next moment, the faces of the two of them had completely changed to the color of the bottom of the pot.