Beijing.

Wukesong Gymnasium.

Honk!

The referee blows the whistle for the end of the match.

The five Beifu players on the field, Jing Ke, Mu Shangtian, Bu Xiaotian, Li Yuan, and Li Lang lay down on the ground together, while the rest of the bench, under the example of Mei Qian and Guangyan, rushed towards the field together.

All the joy and satisfaction was written all over the face.

59 to 55.

Narrowly win!

We finally won.

After experiencing rumors, the split of the team, the defection of the assistant coach, the opposition of the school, the loss of control of the coach, the loss of confidence of the players, the injury of the backbone, the despair of experiencing the first fiasco and being killed in the second game. This stormy Hubei lion finally got up.

Only they can taste the tears that come out of each other's embrace, which is the real bitter and sweet.

Zhang Mo, who was on the bench in Sichuan, widened his eyes and his face was full of disbelief, until the head coach of Mingde Middle School slapped him in the face, and he suddenly realized.

He was a complete failure!

He thought he had grasped the lifeblood of Beifu, but he didn't expect the appearance of Guangyan, this guy completely made Beifu give up his previous tactics and completely pulled himself into the trap, he thought he controlled the outside line of Beifu, but he didn't expect the appearance of Bu Xiaotian, and it was this guy, at the last moment, bloodthirsty to complete the winning goal, making himself fall short.

And in the stands of the scene, among the few people, there was one person worth noting, that person in the most overlooked corner, at first glance very ordinary, except for his hair, a touch of silver.

It was the white-haired Xiao Qi.

He didn't say much, just pulled up his clothes, buttoned his hoodie and hat to his head, turned and left.

But he knew in his heart,

This team called Beifu No. 1 Middle School is definitely not a guy to mess with.

Because, only he, who is also a player, can feel the blood in them!

It's that kind of bloodiness that makes Mingde Middle School never be able to equalize the score, so that they can only look at the difference of a few points forever, which is the most cruel part of the basketball game.

Because your opponent keeps you forever out of reach of the score.

He naturally understands this kind of pain.

That kind of blood, he naturally understands.

Therefore, Xiao Qi's lonely back is telling the people of Beifu,

If we meet you next time, I will definitely not let you have a good time!

I will make you experience true despair!

In Xiao Qi's mind, the fair-skinned No. 24 jersey has become his potential opponent.

……

A hospital in Beijing.

Ward.

"Yay!"

Su Ying's shouting made Zhong Jinyun's brain almost explode.

Since this bouncing little girl came, Zhong Jinyun has not been at ease at all, and the already quiet ward has been completely noisy. In Zhong Jinyun's eyes, Su Ying's cheeky guy was not afraid of the warnings of doctors and nurses at all.

"Zhong Jinyun, I said they would definitely win."

Su Ying said excitedly.

"Cut, it's not your team, I'm as excited as a monkey."

Zhong Jinyun said with a look of disdain.

Zhong Jinyun has a habit of hitting Su Ying hard when she is particularly happy, and as for the reason, he doesn't know why.

"That's not your family."

Su Ying said without looking back.

"Cut."

Zhong Jinyun returned.

But the game was finally won, and they needed it so badly.

In this way, I can go on the field as soon as possible to help the team.

……

Wuhan.

Beifu New Dynasty Gymnasium.

"Win!"

"Win!"

The moment everyone present heard the whistle on the screen, they got carried away and went crazy, cheering, jumping, shouting, completely oblivious to the serious teachers, directors, principals, and those who opposed them in the first place.

But when Li Tiande and the others looked back to look for them, they were stunned.

There were no opponents, and those who had just begun to oppose were cheering with the crowd.

Their team won!

The team that survives and dies wins!

This is the charm of basketball, this is the charm of basketball!

Ning Kangyi inspected the people of the entire venue with his head held high, he was more excited than ever, and the participation of everyone made Ning Kangyi, who had held countless activities, extremely emotional.

Suddenly, someone pushed him with an elbow.

When Ning Kang looked back, it was Li Xiong.

This man gave him a headache before.

But this time, Li Xiong patted his chest, and then gave Ning Kangyi a thumbs up and sighed: "Today, I took it!" ”

Ning Kang smiled, he gave a thumbs up to Li Yuan on the screen, and praised sincerely: "Thank you." ”

……

Beijing.

A certain bar.

Messy drinks spilled on the table, and the people at the table were just as confused, leaning over the table.

The people around were noisy, the lights were bright, singing and dancing, but Zhang Mo's mood had reached a low point.

The Sichuan team lost the game, and his last job had been lost, but if he just lost a job, Zhang Mo would not use alcohol to kill his sorrows at this time. Zhang Mo took another big sip of wine, took out the USB flash drive in his pocket, and looked at it for a long time, looking sluggish.

This USB flash drive was given to him by the bastard of Guangyan.

Destroy all his USB sticks.

At this time, a beautiful woman came to talk, but was unexpectedly pushed away by Guangyan's hand, he slammed the USB flash drive to the floor, and then jumped up with his whole body and stepped on it fiercely.

The people around them were pointing and pointing, thinking that they had met a drunken and crazy neurotic.

But Zhang Mo didn't care at all, until he stepped on the USB flash drive, Zhang Mo stopped his steps, staggered to pick up his clothes, and walked towards the door.

The night in Beijing was very cold, the wind was bone-chilling, and Zhang Mo hurriedly put on his clothes, but he didn't know where to go.

"Stay in a hotel?"

Zhang Mo asked himself.

After asking, he felt nauseous in his stomach and vomited to the side.

But after vomiting, a person's face instantly appeared in Zhang Mo's mind.

Chen Meiqian.

His long hair was flowing and his skirt was swaying, but now the face represented despair in his mind, a symbol of the devil.

Zhang Mo lowered his voice and moaned in pain, his flushed face was full of despair, he stretched out his hand and pressed his head, suppressing the hatred that he didn't know if it was the pain caused by alcohol or the hatred brought by that face.

Hotel?

Hotel??

Hotel!

Hotel!!

An idea came to mind in Zhang Mo's mind.

The idea would allow him to redeem everything, to have everything that was already his.

A hideous smile bloomed on Zhang Mo's face.

Zhang Mo suddenly felt that his mind was clear, and his body was more motivated than ever.

He walked towards his goal.

……

Soon.

He arrived at his destination.

The lady in overalls across from him asked him, "Sir, are you sure you want so much?" ”

"Yes."

Zhang Mo smiled cruelly.

The smile shook the lady.

Zhang Mo took the plastic bucket and threw the wallet to the lady.

"Sir, it's too much."

Zhang Mo turned his voice, raised his hand, and laughed: "It's just right to buy these gasoline." ”

……

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Author's note: The first update of the new year, long time gone, friends.