Everyone is not familiar with the unspoken rules of officialdom, Sister Ying can recite the secretary's words completely and without leakage, and she can understand the spirit after listening to it once.

Sister Ying, it is also made of steel!

Applause, must be applause!

Everyone applauded warmly this time, and some people whistled, sincerely impressed by Sister Ying. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sister Ying was very happy, the few locks of hair on the top of her head writhed her sexy beautiful buttocks like last night's little lover, he squinted, flashed, and motioned everyone to stop,

He continued: "I'm very proud of our team to reach the finals. This is the first time our team has reached the finals, which has greatly enhanced the reputation of our school and won praise from the people of the city. I hope that everyone will guard against arrogance and arrogance, play well in the finals, and win a golden trophy for our school. ”

"Yes!" Cai Bingpan shouted loudly, and the other school leaders were not far behind and shouted even louder.

Since someone flattered Sister Ying physically and mentally, everyone saved some effort and responded sporadically.

Sister Ying took a moment and said, "Okay, it's not too early, let's do some ideological work in your team." Tonight there is a dinner to welcome the leaders of Zhanjiang City, and I need to attend. See you everyone! ”

"Goodbye, Headmaster!" You Gangxing said loudly.

Then, Sister Ying swaggered out of the stadium surrounded by a group of people.

On the way, Sister Ying and Cai Bingpan exchanged ears, looking at the obscene look, it must be which massage parlor to do a big health care after the dinner.

"Holy! Really-! Rocky looked at the backs of a group of people and couldn't help but say this.

Everyone looked at him, some sneered, some shook their heads, some were expressionless.

Huo Yuanjia said: "Okay, let's disband." Meet here tomorrow at 10 o'clock, do you hear that? ”

"I heard you!" Everyone shouted out from the bottom of their hearts.

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December 5th.

The much-anticipated Red Orange Cup finals were held in Lian Yi Middle School as scheduled.

The game time is scheduled at 12 o'clock at noon, and there are still 2 hours before 12 o'clock.

The director of the public security bureau is in command, and the people's police, traffic police, armed police and other police departments are deployed and controlled throughout the city, especially in Lian No. 1 Middle School, in addition to the people's police and traffic police to maintain order, they also secretly arrange heavy guards, and special police cars can be seen roaring past on the road.

In short, the instructions from above must be held to hold a Ping An Red Orange Cup.

In other words, if there is something moth in the red and orange cup, the deputy officials of various institutions in Lianjiang will drop their black yarn hats in minutes.

No. 2 Middle School Basketball Hall.

Everyone is ready to go, and to everyone's consternation, today's head coach is different from the past.

Huo Yuanjia was wearing a wrinkled and old suit, a pair of old leather shoes on his feet, and his hair was wiped with spit, although his face was full of stubble and he still looked down, at least now he looked a little human.

"Coach Huo should be very handsome when he is young!" Qiu Ya said to Shi Ketuo.

Shi Ketuo listened, his heart was full of taste, and he didn't dare to break the good wishes in the hearts of Yiren, and said: "Today is the finals, Coach Huo is dressed so formally, you know how much he attaches to this game!" ”

Qiuya said: "Yes, he hasn't felt the tension and pressure of the finals for many years, and I hope he can adapt." ”

Shi Ketuo said: "He has to adapt, and we have to adapt too!" This is our first time in the finals! ”

Qiu Ya said: "That's why Coach Huo asked everyone to gather here at 10 o'clock. The game started at 12 o'clock, and he was going to take us to feel the atmosphere of the finals in advance. ”

Shi Ketuo looked at Huo Yuanjia's lonely back and said, "He is a master tactician and a master of psychology. ”

"Hee-hee-......" Qiu Ya looked at Shi Ketuo and snickered, what the hell were you laughing at, Shi Ketuo chased her and asked, the scene was very witty.

On the south side of the stadium, Hao Ren and You Gangxing stood side by side, and Hao Ren sighed: "The dream day has finally come, and I still feel that this is a dream." ”

You Gangxing was sometimes low, sometimes excited, and said, "Yes, it's really like a dream." I hope this dream will continue to be true. ”

Hao Ren said: "The dream will wake up after all, this is our last Red Orange Cup, if it doesn't work, I don't want to leave the team with regrets." ”

You Gangxing said: "I don't want to have regrets either. Next year's national competition is too far away, and I just want to think about the Red Orange Cup now. ”

Hao Ren was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "Coach Huo looks like a philosopher. ”

You Gangxing said: "How do I think that back looks like a gambling god Gao Jin!" ”

"Haha......"

At the door of the dressing room, Aaron ties Rocky's shoes.

"Rocky, I'm curious, how are you going to put on your shoes if no one helps you tie them?" Aaron stared at the basketball shoes at Rocky's feet, but he couldn't tell where they came from.

He was embarrassed to ask, thinking that these sneakers should be a little old.

"That's why I'll wear it for you!" After Rocky finished speaking, he whistled and was leisurely.

"......" Ah Long was speechless, when did he become a servant.

Soon, he tied Rocky's shoes, stood up and clapped his hands, turned his head to look at the head coach, and said, "Coach Huo seems to be in a fugue, standing in the middle of the court for a long time without moving." ”

Rocky said, "What a fugue, I think it's nerves." I've been paying attention to it for a long time, and he doesn't seem to have drunk for more than ten minutes, and he doesn't know what kind of nerves he has. ”

Ah Long said, "Coach Huo looks like a sage. ”

"I look like a dog," Rocky said. ”

The white cloud and the dog are destined to fight with the sky and the earth all their lives.

Ups and downs, a little bit of love, a little bit of hate, who can see through it.

Huo Yuanjia when he was young, a genius young marshal, freshly dressed and angry, and rich, a few people could understand his heart.

Whoever wins or loses, fame and fortune are like floating clouds.

He looks like a dog now, but also a dignified dog.

He is now reinvigorated, not to prove that he is better than others, nor to prove how great he is, but to prove that what he has lost, he wants to get back with his own hands.

Today!

It's today!

Red and Orange Cup Finals!

He's going to lead a (formerly) third-rate team to a championship.

"I'm still a genius on the pitch!" He slowly closed his eyes, his mind empty, as if he had returned to that passionate and challenging era.

Times are changing, but my heart is still the same.

The heavens and the earth are big, and if the heart is there, everything is possible.

"My team has an unbeatable talent who can turn decay into magic. He's a talent I've seen with incredible potential, and if given time, he can move the NBA. This genius is Rocky, and I have the honor of my life to coach Rocky. He looked up at the ceiling and said in an ethereal tone, his eyes shining with a strange light.

I don't know how long it has been, or if it's just Huo Yuanjia's personal time and space.

Suddenly, "Assemble!" You Gangxing gave the order, and everyone quickly gathered.

"Stand upright, take a break!" He saw the neat line, nodded in satisfaction, and retreated into the line.

Huo Yuanjia stood in front of everyone, glanced at it, and said: "People have three joys: when they meet their old acquaintances in a foreign land, when they are newlyweds, when they are nominated for the gold list." The words of the ancestors are not enough to imitate, our joy is today, success is a joy, failure is a shame. Whether we are the happy or the bad in this game will soon be revealed. ”