337, wait for me, my teammates!
Facing the eager voice on the other side of the phone, Zhong Jinyun adjusted his emotions before slowly asking, "Is there something wrong?" β
But then Liu Xiyun's words made Zhong Jinyun's whole person stunned for an instant, and then he could only hear his heartbeat speeding up rapidly in a second to the point that it was about to gush out, and the blood and qi in the whole person's body were surging like a wave.
"You're ready to play!" Liu Xiyun shouted excitedly on the other side of the phone, and Zhong Jinyun seemed to be able to imagine her cheering and jumping.
"Zhong Jinyun, you can really play the game, come back quickly, go back to school, really!" Liu Xiyun didn't give Zhong Jinyun a chance to interject, and almost frantically confided in his heart, as if they hadn't spoken for centuries before.
But within a few seconds, Zhong Jinyun's heart slowly cooled down again. He seemed to have realized that he cared so much about the words that he had lost sight of who was saying them.
LIU Xiyun,
She's just a student, how could she be swayed by the 'ban', hey, how could I suddenly be naΓ―ve enough to believe Liu Xiyun's words.
In turn, these emotions made Zhong Jinyun slowly become remorseful, and his face was gradually turning gray, which was a process of rapid disappointment from short-term excitement.
But Liu Xiyun on the other side of the phone did not have the psychological burden of Zhong Jinyun at this time, she said the words 'Zhong Jinyun can play the game' over and over again, and finally said: "Zhong Jinyun, go back to school quickly, you can go back to Beijing." β
But Zhong Jinyun here, his face was so gloomy that he couldn't even look at Xie Cangxing, who was sitting face-to-face. He muttered in a low voice, "Big sister, thank you." I'll go back to school. β
After speaking, he suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly, and his tremor was tactful and sad.
After hearing this, Liu Xiyun on the other side of the phone paused for a few seconds and asked in an extremely dignified tone: "Zhong Jinyun, do you think I'm joking with you?" β
"Heh, I didn't think about it that much." Zhong Jinyun replied.
As soon as the words fell, Liu Xiyun on the other side of the phone seemed to be angry and shouted: "I didn't lie to you!" You can really play. It's true! β
"And how do you know?" Zhong Jinyun asked with a smile.
Liu Xiyun's next words shocked Zhong Jinyun.
"Don't forget that my dad is a member of the Wuhan Basketball Middle School Organization, and the latest news they get now is that the boss of and1 personally admitted that he has nothing to do with you, you are not involved in black gambling, and Beijing is now trying it, because it is a special case, so Beijing officials will definitely send the results to Wuhan as soon as possible. What's more, the 'ban' is still a temporary notice, not an official document, and you can play as long as you can get your school back in school. Liu Xiyun said this, paused and said in an aggravated tone: "So, now, you go back to school immediately!" β
word by word, Zhong Jinyun's heart gradually burned again.
"Wait for me!" Zhong Jinyun hung up the phone and stood up excitedly.
"Where are you going?" Xie Cangxing looked at Zhong Jinyun, who was in a reversed mood in front of him, and asked.
"Beifu No. 1 Middle School!"
The answer has never been so categorical.
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Outside the principal's office of Beifu No. 1 Middle School.
Zhong Jinyun and a group of classmates and friends behind him were looking forward to the outcome of the arbitration, and inside was the conversation and communication of many administrative staff. In the case of Zhong Jinyun, the situation involving the school was too complicated, and they had to think too much.
And the group of people faced by the principal, focusing on the reputation and benefits of the school are much stronger than protecting Zhong Jinyun, in the face of interests, they don't care about the life and death of an ordinary student at all, it is true that they are right from the position of the school.
So on this matter, they argued in the office with red faces, and seemed to have no regard for the principal's face.
"Ahem, okay, okay." The principal, who had been silent for a long time, finally interrupted the conversation as the administrative director in front of him, "Old grandson, rest, rest." β
Only then did everyone realize that there was still the existence of the principal, and they all stopped this endless argument one by one. In any case, the final decision is still in the hands of the principal.
"I know you're all going for the school," the headmaster said, "but in a scene like this, let me tell you a little story." Everyone, you might as well listen to it, drink tea, face, take it easy. β
I don't know if I waited outside for a long time, and suddenly a voice came out of the crowd: "The door is open." β
Everyone who was about to fall asleep immediately woke up and hurriedly turned their eyes to the principal's office.
I saw everyone holding the principal and walking up to everyone. And the principal in the middle, in less than a second, was surrounded by the surrounding students. After waiting for so long, everyone needs a response from a school.
And Zhong Jinyun was unusual, standing on the outermost side, his eyes also staring at the principal. He knew that only one person could decide if he could get back to playing basketball.
"Students, let's calm down first, let's calm down first." The headmaster spoke slowly, and everyone obeyed and quickly fell silent.
After seeing that everyone's mood was relatively stable, the principal said: "I know that I have always been concerned about the team and everyone in the team, including Zhong Jinyun who is now among us. β
Zhong Jinyun looked at the principal intently, although he was trying to control his emotions, no matter what, he was also so anxious now that he was at a loss.
"Our school is here to tell you responsibly: 'Zhong Jinyun can go to Beijing to participate in the competition', and we will immediately restore Zhong Jinyun's student status and report to Beijing," said the principal. β
Oh, yes, yes!
As soon as the words ended, all the students present shouted out their long-silent voices, and they raised their hands in front of the office and cheered for joy. At that moment, laughter and laughter drowned out the usually rigid administrative building.
And Zhong Jinyun himself.
Tears that had been buried for a long time poured out from the joy that had been waiting for a long time.
He didn't seem to have been so encouraged for a long time, so that after the headmaster finished speaking, he kept looking left and right, he wanted to find someone to hug, but as soon as his hands were raised and put down, he wanted to say something, but his mouth immediately lost what he wanted to say, he wanted to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, but as soon as he raised his hand, the tears flowed more, he wanted to laugh, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his heart twitched.
He was so excited!
Such a great encouragement made him feel flattered, and it seemed that he felt such an atmosphere for the first time.
His friends and classmates around him danced around him, and the headmaster not far away watched him quietly, the warrior's red blood was boiling in his body, and his eyes were burning with a blazing flame of rebirth.
Of course he knew what he was going to do.
He's going back to Beijing!
Immediately, immediately!
He wanted to see his teammates in person, he wanted to be on that pitch in person, he wanted to tell his teammates that he was back.
Wait for me, my teammates!
Wait for me, my team!
Wait for me!
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And in Beijing, Wukesong Gymnasium.
Under the floodlight of the stadium, the crowd is slowly pouring into the stadium. In the team lounge in the stadium, the coach and the players are discussing the game tactics, and the stadium personnel are making final preparations.
Everything is like the poster propaganda outside the stadium: Wuhan vs. Shanghai, the golden backfield VS the two strikers, who will die!
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Author's note: Zhong Jinyun is finally looking forward to the dawn, and everyone can forget about so many chapters of narrative plots. Stay tuned for the next chapter: The Return of Glimpses of the Wind!
(End of chapter)