Chapter 17: I Want Zhan 13
Following the prestige, the person who came was Zhang Haoran.
And the big fat man with a square face seemed to know Zhang Haoran in addition to Chen Jingyu, and shouted with a smile: "I, Haoran!" ”
There were three or five guys in front of him, and Chen Jingyu and Ye Luo in the back, Zhang Haoran stood murderously between the two sides, using his body to separate a safe zone.
"Yo! Soldier! ”
Although there was a look on his face, Zhang Haoran randomly reined in, and said solemnly: "Your little brothers are angry enough!" Why, there are few people who bully my brothers, right? ”
Zhang Haoran is an out-and-out Northeast man, his bones and blood are flowing with the pride and righteousness of sticking a knife in his brother's ribs, and he resolutely does not allow anyone to show his teeth and claws at his brother in front of him.
Otherwise......
"Whew!"
This time, without waiting for Chen Jingyu to make a move, Zhang Haoran took the lead in pulling out a chair from behind him.
The chairs in the Internet café are like a small sofa, and the whole body is wrapped in heavy cotton, which looks firm and difficult to move.
But looking at Zhang Haoran again, he only pinched the back of the chair with one hand, and the layer of cotton on it had been deeply branded with his five steel-like finger prints, like a tiger's claws poking into the fertile soil, and it could burst out with its unstoppable power at any time!
Under Zhang Haoran's pull, the chair was half-fallen and dragged more than a meter away on the ground, and it was crossed in front of everyone with a "pop".
"You, you, you, and you...... I don't even know each other, so I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you! Soldier! Zhang Haoran hooked his hand and called out the big fat man with a square face by name in the black pressure.
As the saying goes, the soft is afraid of the hard, and the hard is afraid of the dead.
Now, Zhang Haoran's enthusiasm has surged up, and he has been transformed into a "don't die" business.
And the square-faced big fat man, on the surface, looks five big and three thick, but under Zhang Haoran's arrogance, he instantly softened.
Nodding his head, he stepped forward, coughed and sighed again: "Haoran, don't be angry, it's all a misunderstanding!" It's just a misunderstanding! ”
"Mistaken Nima!" Zhang Haoran almost spit on the big fat man with a square face, "It's all from the basketball team, you know me, don't you know Chen Jingyu?" ”
"Know, know, of course know ......"
Ye Luo and Li Menghan looked at the big fat man with a square face as if he had changed his soul in only three or five minutes, and they didn't know if it was to give Zhang Haoran face, or if he was originally a guy who bullied the weak and was afraid of the hard, anyway, now that he is cowardly, he can't bear to look at it directly.
On the contrary, Zhang Haoran stood in front of Chen Jingyu with one hand, stretched out his thumb, proudly pointed to his chest and said, "Okay!" It's nonsense, you and your brother, me and my brother, let's break up and act as if nothing happened, okay? ”
"Yes, of course!" The big fat man with a square face was overjoyed like a stray dog who was forgiven, "Even if you don't say it, I know what to do!" ”
"Smack!"
Zhang Haoran turned around from the side of the chair, turned his back, shook his hand, and directly stuffed the chair back into its place.
Then, on the other side of the Internet café, not far away, you can clearly hear the sound of the chair hitting or rubbing against the floor, sharp and ear-turning, noisy and chaotic, and annoying.
At the same time, Zhang Haoran, Chen Jingyu, Ye Luo, including Li Menghan, could clearly hear the group of people on the opposite side still muttering around the big fat man with a square face.
"I said, what are you afraid of, there are many of us, we should fight!"
"That's it! What to coax! You look much better than that heroic man, is it possible that you can't beat him? ”
……
"Shut up, shit! Dog thing, you don't have to go on yourself."
The square-faced fat man felt that his dignity was being trampled on by a group of guys who didn't know what to do, so he immediately raised his voice and scolded: "They are members of the physics basketball team!" ”
The phrase "people from the physics basketball team" doesn't know how much inner stuff it contains, but in short, when the square-faced big fat man conveyed these words to the ears of those initiators, they all immediately quieted down with interest.
Among the few people opposite, Zhang Haoran and Chen Jingyu really didn't recognize any of them, but only the big fat man with a square face, they still had a little bit of intersection.
Just like the identities of Zhang Haoran and Chen Jingyu, the square-faced fat man called "Little Soldier" is a member of the basketball team of the Department of Economics and Management of Salt Lake College.
Xiaobing is a senior student, and he can be regarded as the senior of Zhang Haoran and others, but because the Department of Economics and Management and the Department of Physics are a pair of long-standing enemies, neither side has any good communication with each other.
At Salt Lake College, the Department of Economics and Management is known for being "dirty", and it uses a series of "small actions" and loopholes in the rules to the fullest, often leaving opponents with nothing to say.
But even then, they are not unscrupulous.
The Department of Physics has a basketball team that has completely crushed the Department of Economics and Management in terms of personal ability and the spirit of unity and hard work.
After that race, the physics department collectively climbed the championship podium......
It can be seen that three years ago, the basketball team of the Department of Physics was strong, how strong, and unstoppable!
However, now, the classics of that scene have been printed on the cover of history, and the glory of that time does not belong to Ye Luo, Zhang Haoran and Chen Jingyu, who are now in charge of the physics department.
Because, the seniors at that time ...... They have all graduated......
Get out of the Internet café.
The sun sets, and the afterglow is dim.
Ye Luo walked behind Zhang Haoran and Chen Jingyu, while Li Menghan walked behind Ye Luo.
Zhang Haoran was still comforting Chen Jingyu, but Chen Jingyu didn't seem to buy it: "Although I should thank you for saving me from fire and water, and saving me from the pain of flesh and skin." But...... Don't blame me for being too talkative, what are you doing in an Internet café? ”
The outside world says that the people of the Northeast are reckless, which is true.
But beyond that, they have a more passionate heart.
However, in the face of Chen Jingyu's coldness, Zhang Haoran's smile on the corner of his mouth instantly stiffened, and he stopped talking.
Ye Luo still had an idea, stepped forward and stood on the other side of Chen Jingyu, pretending to be stupid and said, "You asked this...... What else can I do in an Internet café? Of course, it's a game! ”
"That's a coincidence, isn't it?" Chen Jingyu was expressionless, and looked back at Ye Luo, "Did you call him over?" ”
Ye Luo originally wanted to explain the situation at the time of the incident, whether it was time or distance, it was impossible for Zhang Haoran to arrive at the scene within limited conditions.
But before he could speak, he was gagged by Chen Jingyu's words, "Don't meddle in your affairs, I won't accept the love of the basketball team because of this!" ”
After saying that, he resolutely shook off Zhang Haoran and Ye Luo, quickened his pace, and left.
Leaving Ye Luo and Zhang Haoran looking at each other and standing on the side of the street...... Embarrassed, overwhelmed.
At this time, it was Li Menghan who chased after him again, and stopped Chen Jingyu with a shout that was not loud but enough to pierce through the surrounding hustle and bustle: "Ye Luo is back, can't you give the basketball team another chance?" ”
Stop listening.
Chen Jingyu stood firm with a stubborn back on the crowded street, lowered his head, and didn't know what he was thinking......
After a few moments, he finally raised his head with difficulty, turned around, and walked back, "Duāng! ”
Unexpectedly, Chen Jingyu actually hammered Ye Luo's chest with a punch, causing him to take two steps back and almost fall to the ground.
If it weren't for Zhang Haoran's quick eyes and quick hands to stop him behind his back, I am afraid that Ye Luo would have already turned into a joke in the bustling crowd.
"Jingyu!" Zhang Haoran picked up Ye Luo with one hand, and suddenly grabbed Chen Jingyu's collar with the other, and on the street, they were about to turn against each other.
"Ahem! Haoran, let him go......"
Ye Luo was far thinner than Zhang Haoran and Chen Jingyu, and when the fist was solid, Ye Luo felt that his chest was about to be attached to his back.
With a sharp cough, Ye Luo led by example, making Zhang Haoran let go of the hand that had already twisted Chen Jingyu's collar into a ball.
"Ahem......"
In a short period of time, Ye Luo's dry cough could not be relieved, he rubbed his chest with his left hand, and his right hand was hard to prop up on his knee, coughing higher than coughing, as if he was going to cough out his lungs.
Li Menghan kept patting Ye Luo's back, although she didn't know what the principle was, she just wanted to do something for Ye Luo's relief.
Looking at Ye Luo, who was coughing violently with his head bowed in front of him, Chen Jingyu was also heartbroken, but he couldn't relax the last string that he had collapsed in his heart, because ...... That's the bottom line!
"Ye Luo, does it hurt?" Chen Jingyu's voice was cold, as if it was about to freeze his voice.
Ye Luo didn't respond, just coughed vigorously, "Cough!" Ahem......"
"When you left the basketball team, our hearts hurt more than the pain you are suffering now!"
Chen Jingyu's voice gradually began to tremble, I don't know if he was choking or suppressing his anger, what might his red eyes say......
At the depths of the words, Zhang Haoran was also moved, and finally let go of his hand that was screwed on Chen Jingyu's collar.
"I'm still the same sentence: you say go, you go, you come back, what do you think of the basketball team? What are you doing with us?! ”
Blowing his nose, Chen Jingyu struggled to poke Ye Luo's chest with his index finger in the surprised and even weird eyes of passers-by.
"Ahem......"
Although the cough hadn't eased yet, Ye Luo still forcibly straightened his waist in order to express his attitude, and said to Chen Jingyu with his head held high, but only slightly awkwardly: "I'm sorry, brother, it's all my fault." ”
Because there was still a pressure in the trachea, Ye Luo's voice was slightly weak.
The Northeast man couldn't stand the hypocrisy the most, he held Ye Luo, turned his strong words, patted Chen Jingyu's shoulder, and said seriously: "We are all our own people, don't be embarrassed for him." ”
"Yes! Jingyu, just forgive Ye Luo! Li Menghan's tone can be described as affectionate, because his concern for Ye Luo is no less than Chen Jingyu and Zhang Haoran, and even more so.
When people calm down, it is easy for people to solve problems calmly.
Sighing, Chen Jingyu took a step back in his position, "Okay, Ye Luo, for your sake, I'll give the basketball team another chance......"
Ye Luo and Zhang Haoran, the corners of Li Menghan's mouth were just about to rise, and Chen Jingyu immediately continued: "But! I also hope that you will give me a reassuring pill so that you don't let us down again when we are fully engaged in training! ”
"No problem, you say! What should I do so that you can have peace of mind? Ye Luo's breath finally eased, his expression relaxed, and he asked with interest.
"Whew...... I haven't played in more than half a year, and those basketball shoes have long been scrapped. ”
With a brief foreshadowing, Chen Jingyu barely thought about or hesitated, he seemed to have already thought about how to express his thoughts, "It just so happens that I have a fancy for a pair of basketball shoes, you buy them for me, and I will return to the team to work for my brothers, how about it?" ”
For basketball players, basketball shoes are a must-have piece of equipment, and none of them is the most important thing.
"Good! Deal, I promise you! ”
"Hey! Don't be in a hurry to promise me. Chen Jingyu put his hands in his pants pockets and said proudly, "You haven't asked me which sneaker I am!" ”
Ye Luo and Zhang Haoran glanced at each other, and said in unison: "Which one?" ”
"Zhan 13......"
"James' 13th generation boots?"
Zhang Haoran was dumbfounded, his jaw was about to fall to the street, "it...... Jingyu, you're crazy! Those sneakers are expensive, don't be embarrassed! ”
"Expensive?" Ye Luo frowned and asked Zhang Haoran, "How expensive?" ”
Before Zhang Haoran could speak, Li Menghan on the side had already silently searched for the results with his mobile phone, and was dumbfounded: "One, one thousand five hundred and ninety-nine?!" ”