(19) Sometimes if you don't work hard, you don't know what despair is

In the afternoon, Song Min went home and logged in to the school's education system to check the results, and the physical education column was really miserable.

If you don't die, you won't die...... Why did she choose basketball last semester? Obviously, the basket is there, but she just can't throw it, she can't shoot it alive or dead......

After dinner, Song Min was particularly active in changing into sportswear, holding Song Hao's basketball, and pulling Song's father to practice on the basketball court in the community.

Dad Song: "Why are you so interested in basketball all of a sudden?" ”

Song Min Inner OS: Can I say that I am stimulated......

on the basketball court.

"The position of holding the ball is wrong, this, this, hey, that's right, let's shoot."

Dad Song looked at the ball that didn't even touch the basket and wondered if Song Min was born to him...... Why are there no motor cells at all...... I think he was the little prince on the court back then!

"Hard!"

Re-cast.

It's closer than the last shot.

Father Song: "Song Min, haven't you eaten!" ”

Song Min: "......"

Re-cast.

……

……

Father Song was silent.

Song Min sat down on the basketball in frustration, "Why is this basketball so difficult!!!! ”

"Maybe you...... If you don't have enough talent, let's step up your practice. Dad Song waved his hand, and for the first time he felt that Song Hao was still very good, at least he could score a shot......

"Uncle Song, are you exercising?" Wen Yan passed by the basketball court and happened to see the father and daughter of the Song family, so he stood outside the fence of the court and greeted the two of them.

Father Song complained: "This kid has to pull me out to practice shooting, alas, I'm old, I haven't practiced much, so I gasped first." ”

Song Min darkened most of his face: Dad, are you complaining that I'm tired of complaining......

Father Song had an idea, "Xiao Wen, you can play basketball, right?" ”

"A little."

Song Min's scalp began to tingle at the moment, and her father would definitely not say anything good......

Really......

"Why don't you help me teach Song Min, this kid is stupid to read." Father Song shook his head, his face aching.

"Okay."

Song Min: "......"

Wen Yan walked into the court and took off his coat, revealing the pullover sweater and shirt inside, which was a little well-behaved, which was the kind that Song Min liked.

But...... Big brother, you're working too hard, aren't you...... Are you sure that your playing clothes won't be ripped off......

"Give me the ball." Wen Yan stretched out his hand to Song Min, who was sitting on the basketball and staring at him.

Song Min realized that he was still sitting on the basketball, his face was hot, and he hurriedly moved his ass and handed the ball to Wen Yan.

Wen Yan threw it lightly and deftly outside the two-point line, still with one hand.

Song Min looked at Wen Yan with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"Not bad, not bad." Father Song patted Wen Yan on the shoulder with great appreciation, "I'll go back first, Song Min will ask you, you young people are easy to communicate." ”

Song Min: "Dad......"

Looking at the back of Song's father leaving, Song Min wanted to beat people very much, she didn't know Wen Yan at all, why did she let her be alone with Wen Yan again and again?!!

Wen Yan asked Song Min's opinion: "Start practicing? ”

"Oh." Song Min took a good pose and aimed at the basket to shoot.

"Wait a minute." was stopped by Wen Yan.

"Hands like this." Wen Yan directly corrected Song Min's posture with his hands, then walked around behind Song Min, and put his hands on Song Min's hands, "Vote!" ”

The ball was thrown out by Wen Yan and went into the basket safely.

"Awesome." Song Min sighed, there was a thin layer of red on his face, when Wen Yan leaned over just now, he could smell the faint mint aroma on his body, and the warm touch on the back of his hand was still there, which made people a little confused.

"When the ball is thrown, you have to buckle your wrist down, you know?" Wen Yan said slowly, his voice deep.

"Hmm." Song Min nodded, still blushing.

……

voted for many of them, but still none of them entered, and Wen Yan took Song Min to cast countless times in the middle.

But as soon as Song Min shot by himself, the basketball was not obedient at all, either the shot was off or even the net couldn't be wiped out.

"Ahhhh Song Min couldn't help but burst when he ran to pick up the ball, what kind of hatred and grudge, why did he choose basketball?

"Let's practice here today, there is nothing wrong with the movements, just aim and make the right strength." Wen Yan put on his coat and took the basketball in Song Min's hand, because he was running around to pick up the ball, Song Min's face was red and fluttering, and the tip of his nose was covered with a thin layer of sweat, which looked a little cute.

"It's okay, it's good to practice more when you have time."

On the way back, Wen Yan comforted Song Min.

Song Min sighed, with a look of lovelessness, "It's useless, sometimes if you don't work hard, you don't know what despair is." ”

Last semester, she practiced basketball for two weeks before the exam, but no one else did well in the exam that she hadn't practiced once...... It's also too heart-wrenching......

Wen Yan: "......"

Wen Yan was speechless for a while, and he didn't know what to answer.

There was silence for a while.

Wen Yan: "There are still dreams to have, what if they come true." ”

Song Min: "......"