Chapter 33: Anger
There is no chill, but my heart has already been cold to the freezing point. Who would know that at this moment, he was secretly gritting his teeth in order to suppress a certain emotion in his heart.
But then again, even if someone knew, who would really understand or really care about how he felt at the moment!
After all, the throbbing and troubles of youth can only be truly understood by ourselves in it, and will be truly unforgettable and unforgettable.
In the breeze, looking at Lin Xue and Zhao Long, who were standing tightly together on the sidelines, Wang Yu's face, which was already a little pale, was now a little lighter.
———— pale as paper.
"Are you alright?"
Looking at Wang Yu, who was slowly walking over with a very pale face, Pan Hao's heart couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
Glancing at Pan Hao, who was full of worries, Wang Yu's death-like eyes couldn't help but flash a faint warmth, smiled lightly, and said, "It's okay." ”
"He's just like this, leave him alone. Hehe. ”
Li Kui patted Pan Hao's shoulder as he spoke, turned his face to look at Wang Yu, and pretended to be surprised: "Aren't you nervous, Brother Yu?" ”
"Go aside."
Without waiting for Wang Yu to answer, Pan Hao let out a low roar and shook off Li Kui's hand on his shoulder. Immediately, a pair of big eyes rolled and pretended to raise his feet, so frightened that Li Kui didn't dare to make a sound again, and immediately jumped to the side with a strange scream.
"Why is your face so ugly when it comes to the game? Is it really okay? Ignoring Li Kui, who was hiding aside and screaming at the moment, Pan Hao looked at Wang Yu and asked softly.
"Hehe, what else can I do, I haven't always been like this." Wang Yu's pale face squeezed out a faint smile, as if he didn't want to dwell on this matter any longer, and changed the topic and said, "Go ahead, it's about to start." ”
After speaking, without waiting for Pan Hao to answer, he turned around and walked straight to the field.
Looking at Wang Yu, who turned around and walked slowly towards the field, Pan Hao stood in place and didn't follow for a while. But he silently said in his heart: "Big brother, do you know how scary your face is now?" ”
After a while, as a whistle sounded, Pan Hao gave up his efforts to continue to find the answer, smiled bitterly in his heart, and then turned his face and shouted to the few people who were fighting on the side: "Stop making trouble, let's play." ”
Hearing the shouting, for a while, several people who were fighting stopped their movements. One by one, they followed Pan Hao with their chests held up and walked quickly towards the center of the field.
"Pan Hao, you have to come on."
Suddenly, a crisp and sweet voice from the sidelines came into his ears, and Pan Hao's footsteps couldn't help but pause slightly, and then turned his face to look.
In the breeze, the girl smiled like a flower and waved to them.
Smiled and waved his hand at Lin Xue, Pan Hao smiled and nodded, then turned around, and couldn't help but look at someone who was sitting under the basket quietly with his head down.
"Hey..."
In a light sigh, Pan Hao seemed to understand something in his heart.
In the shouting and cheering, the game on the field is going on fiercely at the moment.
I don't know why, today's match was full of fierce confrontation and a strong smell of gunpowder from the time it just started.
It seems that the players of both sides are very serious about today's game. In fact, it is no wonder, after all, today is the quarterfinals.
Starting from today, all future competitions will not only adopt the rule of direct elimination, but also a group of leaders will come to supervise the battle.
Under this double pressure, I am afraid that no one or any class will be willing to quit easily. After all, his homeroom teacher and all his classmates were cheering for their side on the sidelines.
Moreover, in addition to the above two points, there is another reason that drives everyone to be willing to fight for their lives and never die, that is, the unique sense of collective honor of this age group.
In those years, this principle that we have been sticking to so hard, now that I think about it, maybe it will be a little ridiculous, right? But if you taste it carefully, you will find that the sweetness in it is something that we will never have in this life.
Simple, clean, without the slightest impurity.
Hey, when you think of this, do you sigh softly?
I think so!
Just for the once clean sky, the pure years in the dream.
In the fierce confrontation, on the seats on the sidelines, Principal Qiu Zhiming and several others were smiling and looking at the field at this time.
"Leader, how is the spirit of the students in our school?"
Looking at the players from both sides who were coming and going on the field, Qiu Zhiming's eyes flashed with a look of satisfaction, and he turned his face with a smile and smiled at Director Wang beside him: "These two teams are all third-year high school students, hehe, very energetic, right?" ”
"Energetic, energetic, haha." Director Wang nodded and laughed loudly.
"That's, you don't look at whose student this is."
Qiu Zhiming smiled and patted Director Wang's shoulder, turned his face, and asked Han Bin who was sitting on the other side with a smile: "Xiao Han, what do you think of their fight?" ”
"It's all good."
Han Bin smiled and looked at Cui Jian, who was beside him with a bitter face, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes as he spoke, and he even had the idea of not wanting to stay here longer.
"That's good, you pay more attention to see if there are any good seedlings in it."
Qiu Zhi was obviously very happy, and he didn't notice the look of disappointment that had just flashed in Han Bin's eyes. After speaking, he smiled and turned his face away, and continued to talk and chat with Director Wang on the side.
Han Bin smiled and turned his gaze to the field again. Looking at the players on both sides who came and went, for some reason, the look of disappointment in his eyes seemed to be a little heavier.
"Hey."
Suddenly, a light sigh sounded in his ears, Han Bin smiled faintly in his heart, and turned his face to look at Cui Jian beside him.
"What's wrong, Mr. Cui?" Looking at the man beside him who was lowering his head, Han Bin asked with a smile.
"Hehe, it's okay." Cui Jian raised his head, smiled faintly, and whispered, "Did you disappoint?" ”
"Where, no."
Han Bin said this, but nodded heavily in his heart. However, he was still very polite on his face, and said with a smile: "The fights are very good, and they are full of vitality." ”
"Don't tease me, this is also called energetic? It's like a bunch of crazy people. Cui Jian smiled bitterly and waved his hand, obviously hearing that what Han Bin said was kind words.
How could he not know that what Han Bin said was a kind word?
He himself teaches physical education, and he still knows some basic things about basketball.
Speechless, Cui Jian turned his face to look at the more than a dozen guys who looked like madmen on the court at the moment, and said with a wry smile in his heart: "Where is this playing basketball, it's like playing monkeys and fighting." ”
Cui Jian's words are true, because looking at the field, whether it is offensive or defensive, those guys are out of order.
To put it mildly, the game they're playing at the moment is like a piece of.
Looking at the game that was still going on on the field, Cui Jian's face became even more ugly.
"Huh."
Seeing the look on Cui Jian's face in his eyes, Han Bin turned his face away with a faint smile. Looking at the game on the field, a strange smile suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he asked lightly: "By the way, Mr. Cui, which classmate on the field is named Wang Yu?" ”
Cui Jian kept staring at the field, and didn't notice the hint of banter that flashed in Han Bin's eyes when he said this, and after hearing Han Bin's words, he turned his head with a bitter face, and said with a low smile: "The one named Wang Yu hasn't played yet." ”
"Oh..."
Han Bin replied lightly, as if he was slightly surprised, turned his face to look at the extremely chaotic field at the moment, his brows furrowed, the playful smile in his eyes gradually faded, and then asked lightly: "Is he really a substitute?" Teacher Cui, please point me out which one is classmate Wang Yu. ”
"The one sitting under the basketball hoop over there wearing the No. 8 white jersey is the one." Cui Jian said, pointing to Wang Yu, who was sitting under the basket not far away, with his head down.
Looking in the direction Cui Jian pointed, a boy with his head down, who seemed to be dozing off, immediately entered Han Bin's line of sight. Looking at the listless, standard dick-looking guy, Han Bin's brows couldn't help but wrinkle a little deeper.
Just wanted to turn his face and ask Cui Jian about some more information, at this moment, a voice full of anger suddenly exploded in his ears. Turning his face, Han Bin's face was immediately full of wry smiles.
Under the gaze of everyone's slightly surprised eyes, after the roar, Lin Zhigang got up and left his seat with a big black face, and was striding towards the scene angrily.