The start was lost, and the martial arts coach on the sideline was so angry that he suffered a myocardial infarction.
And all the spectators present did not expect that the seemingly "professional" Hua Da forward could not even grab the jump ball.
The enemy striker who got the ball was also stunned, but how could he miss this free opportunity? He immediately took the ball to the basket of Hwaseong University. Fortunately, Liu Fangzhou responded quickly, and immediately intercepted in the midfield and restarted. Take the ball back to his own hands.
The situation on the field was changing rapidly. Within 30 seconds of the opening, the scene experienced such ups and downs, and the attention of all the audience was immediately taken away.
Yang Xiao is the same.
How could she care about Feng Xiang, she leaned out subconsciously, clenched the railing with both hands, held her breath, and looked nervously at the teenagers running on the court.
It wasn't until Meng Yufan regained the ball, smashed the ball to the opponent's basket, and scored the first goal... Yang Xiao let go of his high-hanging heart and spit out the stagnant air in his chest.
"It seems that Miss Yang likes basketball very much?" Feng Xiang, who was beside him, asked with great interest.
It wasn't until his voice sounded that Yang Xiao remembered that she had put aside the guests she planned to invite!
She hurriedly sat back to her seat: "I'm sorry, I'm too fascinated... I'm sorry, what did you just say?"
"It doesn't matter. I just said, it seems that Miss Yang likes basketball very much." Feng Xiang smiled brightly, but his words did not sound so pleasant, "Actually, CUBA is not interesting, it's just a bunch of kids playing on the court. Jiajia, you can't get on the stage. If you really like basketball, I'll invite you to come to see us in the CBA finals."
"..." Yang smiled for a moment, and said bluntly, "You are also from CUBA. Now, to say that CUBA is just a child's family would be too hurt for the feelings of this group of young athletes."
"I'm telling the truth." Feng Xiang shrugged, "I practiced football since I was a child, worked diligently, entered Huada University, became the captain, and was the No. 1 pick in the draft. Everyone said I was a talented striker, but the result, I was on the bench for the Hwaseong team for one year, and the second year I averaged less than 10 minutes per game, with an average of single digits... Why? Because when I joined the club, I realized how close I am to a real professional basketball player. How big is the gap between the two." He pointed to the young men sweating on the basketball court, "They all look at me as a role model, and they want to follow the path I have walked, but if I say, there is no one among them. can be successful."
Yang Xiao felt like a thorn in her heart, she was short-sighted, she couldn't bear to hear Meng Yufan say something bad: "It's too arbitrary for you to say that. There is indeed a gap between them and professional players, but there is a gap. , there is room for improvement. I believe that as long as they continue to work hard, they will be able to stand at the top one day."
"Miss, what do you think a professional basketball game is?" Feng Xiang sat with his legs apart, his tone light, "Basketball is a group confrontation sport, cruel and bloody, we need to hunt under the leadership of the alpha wolf. Killing opponents - and now they are, at best, a few domesticated dogs."
Feng Xiang chuckled lightly: "Have you ever seen a wolf in the eyes of these children?"
Not a docile, well-behaved dog that will wag its tail to please its master, but a wolf that hides its ambitions in the depths of its soul and will devour its master at any time.
The always articulate Yang Xiao, in front of the aggressive Feng Xiang, could not find anything to refute.
It turns out that Feng Xiang is not the "good gentleman" in the minds of fans. Maybe when he was young, he was naive and simple, but in the professional basketball arena, his innocence and innocence have long been washed away.
Yang Xiao put her eyes back on the field again, chasing her boy.
Meng Yufan... Can he transform into a wolf
…
Time has never flown so fast, and the first half of the two bars ended quickly. All the players left the field and went to the locker room.
Huacheng University was on a tear, smashing 70 points in the first half, suppressing the opponent to the death, Huayi University had no resistance under their onslaught, and they were scored in the basket again and again. Huayi University's players were messed up in the wind of abuse, barely getting 20 points at halftime.
To say that the most eye-catching person in the first half was Meng Yufan.
He attacked quickly, the ball opened and closed, and he did not shy away from body collisions within a reasonable range. How could the amateur players of Huayi University stop him? They were like a bunch of tainted cabbage. As soon as Meng Yufan appeared in their basket, they would disperse and give up their resistance completely.
More than 70 points in the first half were scored by Meng Yufan alone.
After such a half-time match, Meng Yufan consumed a lot of physical strength, and his whole body was covered in sweat, as if he was fished out of water.
When the athletes left the field, Yang Xiao was lying in front of the railing, waving Huada's support banner and calling Meng Yufan's name.
The boy heard her cry, stopped and looked up in her direction.
He smiled at her—a superficial smile that didn't reach the depths of his eyes—then took a towel to cover his face, and followed his teammates to the locker room.
Yang Xiao: "…"
She murmured, "What happened to him?"
Every time we met before, the boy's smile was warm and full of sunshine, but today he was lethargic and smiled reluctantly.
Xu Dong next to him answered: "I must be tired, he played too hard in the first half."
But Yang Xiao felt that this was not the answer to the question at all.
This is an ordinary game that is "destined to win", and the difficulty is basically equal to that of a full-level boss going to Xinxing Village to abuse vegetables. It's good to play this kind of game casually, why does Meng Yufan work so hard
Feng Xiang asked with great interest, "Do you know that striker?"
Yang Xiao nodded: "My ticket was given by him."
"Oh? I can give you the infield ticket. What's your relationship with that small forward?"
Yang Xiao was about to answer when Xu Dong, who was next to him, suddenly interjected and replied in a meaningful way, "He is my uncle."
Yang Xiao: "…"
Afraid that Feng Xiang didn't understand, Xu Dongsheng pointed at Yang Xiao and said very seriously, "Senior Brother Feng, this is my aunt." He pointed to Meng Yufan who was in the arena, "That's my uncle. That's the relationship."
Yang Xiao didn't expect Xu Dong to explain their relationship like this, she blushed slightly, but did not refute.
Feng Xiang dragged a long voice "Uh...", and the broken eyebrow on the left raised, looking at his expression, as if he had thought of something interesting.
He snapped his fingers, leaned back, raised Erlang's legs, and asked with great interest: "By the way, Miss Yang, which TV station did you say you were from? It just so happened that my agent went out for a cigarette. Tell me about your program."
…
In the lounge, the players chatted and laughed, planning where to spend a romantic Christmas after the game.
Although there is still no play in the second half, there is no suspense in the result of the game, and it must be the possession of Huada.
Just as everyone was chatting, the serious-looking martial arts coach came over and called Meng Yufan away.
The boy nodded sullenly, took off the soaked towel and threw it on the chair, picked up the water bottle, and followed Wu coach listlessly.
The area for the players to rest at halftime is very large, divided into two parts, the outer part is the lounge that leads directly to the stadium, and the inner part is the dressing room and shower area.
Although Coach Wu was a dozen centimeters shorter than Meng Yufan, his aura was 2.8 meters. He grabbed Meng Yufan's collar and dragged him directly to the corner of the locker room.
"Meng Yufan, you don't have to go out." He said straight to the point, his face ashen.
"What...?" The boy's pupils shrank, looking at his coach in disbelief.
"Look at what you played in the first half? This is basketball, not group fights! The opponents are almost amateurs. How about you, relying on your physical strength and high level, how did you bully people? You and them What a great hatred, did they dig your ancestral grave?!!" Coach Wu's voice was buzzing, with a strong reproach, "Meng Yufan, I have always placed high hopes on you, Liu Fangzhou will graduate next year. Now, he has told me many times in private that he wants to recommend you to be the captain. So, I have been giving you a chance. In these few games, you are the starter in almost every game. But your performance during this period has made me and others The assistants are very disappointed. A few days ago, you were in a bad mood, and today, it's like taking doping again!! You are an athlete, your goal is the field, but your current state of mind, I really doubt you can Stand on the field."
These words are things that Coach Wu has never said before.
Meng Yufan was surprised and ashamed. He never thought that the captain and coach had high hopes for him and wanted to put the baton of the team in his hands.
As for him, because of emotional matters, he frequently loses his composure, making the coach's hard work in vain.
On the basketball court, the situation is changing every second, and one second of his distraction may lead to a loss of the whole game. Take the jump ball in the first quarter today. Fortunately, the opponent was a "water team" and Meng Yufan made a timely remedy, otherwise the offensive rhythm of the entire game would be led by the opponent's nose.
Coach Wu saw that he was humbly admitting his mistake, and he was reluctant to scold him again.
After all, Meng Yufan is a student he is very optimistic about. Usually, no matter how fierce he is, it is for his own good.
"... In short, don't play in the second half." Coach Wu sighed, "You just sit on the sidelines, watch other students play, and then think about it - why do you want to stand on the court?"
…
After the second half started, Yang Xiao found that Meng Yufan did not return to the court, but sat on the rest bench beside the court.
The position of the rest bench is opposite to the infield, and he can see Yang Xiao as soon as he looks up.
What's strange is that the two of them didn't make eye contact even though they were so close—no, to be precise, every time Yang Xiao noticed Meng Yufan peeking at her from the corner of her eye, she just turned her head and would find out. Meng Yufan quickly turned his gaze back, stared attentively at his teammates on the court, pretending that nothing happened.
Yang Xiao was inexplicable. I really didn't know what kind of temper this kid was having.
She reflected on her recent behavior and found nothing inappropriate. His English was tutored by her; his sneakers were given by her; the knowledge in bed was taught by her; on tonight's date, she specially set aside time and dressed up to meet him...
Thinking about it, a nameless fire rose in Yang Xiao's heart: No matter what contradictions there are, can't we just spread it out? A good man, don't you have a long mouth, do you have to engage in such cold violence? Let her guess, what's the point? She has been so busy with her work for the past two weeks that she really has no energy to coax another boyfriend who is hot and cold...
"Miss Yang? Miss Yang?"
Feng Xiang's calling sounded beside her, and the man patted her arm, regaining her sanity.
"Ah, sorry." Yang Xiao immediately returned to his senses, "Where did we just say?"
"I talked about the interview outline just now." Feng Xiang pointed to the notebook in her hand, "All interviews must be given an outline in advance, and there can be no so-called 'surprise', what about interviewing my elementary school classmates, interviewing my former classmates? Coach, this is not allowed at all."
Yang Xiao nodded and quickly wrote all these down.
As Cheng Ji said, Feng Xiang is indeed a very cheerful person. After asking about the simple situation of "Midnight Mind", he agreed to appear on the screen for an interview without much thought. His requirements were not harsh. Compared with those weird-tempered artists that Yang Xiao had served, Feng Xiang's requirements were all within a reasonable range.
The game on the field was not intense, and Meng Yufan had never played, so Yang Xiao put most of his energy on the work at hand.
Yang Xiao said, "Captain Feng, I want to add your agent's WeChat account to facilitate future contact."
"Isn't it enough to have me?" Feng Xiang took out his mobile phone and scanned Yang Xiao's QR code, "If you have something to do, it's better than finding my agent."
Because the place was very noisy, the two got a little closer when they were talking.
And this scene was watched by Meng Yufan, who was sitting beside the arena.
His heart was stagnant, knowing that he should not doubt Sister Xiaoxiao casually, but his jealousy rose like weeds.
Huang Xiaoke, who was also sitting with him in the rest area, noticed his gaze and asked curiously, "Fanzi, what are you looking at?"
"I'm... looking at Feng Xiang." Meng Yufan murmured in a low voice, "Da Huang, you say, is the gap between us and Senior Brother Feng really that big?"
"Of course it's big." Huang Xiaoke said in a shattering tone, "He is five years older than us, and is the MVP of the CBA. Yu Fan looked down and asked thoughtfully, "Did you feel a sense of crisis when you saw him?"
Meng Yufan did not speak.
Of course he has a sense of crisis, but this sense of crisis is not only because of the gap in career, but also because of the existence of Yang Xiao.
The coach said, let him think about why he chose basketball and why he stood on the court.
In fact, if you answer this question to Meng Yufan of different ages, you will get different answers.
If he was in elementary school, he would say innocently: "Because I am tall, my parents signed me up for basketball classes and modeling classes, but modeling classes are too boring."
If he was in middle school, he would say with a little distress: "The grades in the cultural class are not good. The teacher said that taking physical education is a good way out."
When he was in college, he would say in high spirits: "It's very interesting to play! If you can win the championship, it will be a lot of face!"
And now he...
Now, he will answer with the shortest and most powerful sentence - "Because, this is the path I choose."
This is his career, and he wants to prove like a man that he can pave a road to glory with his sweat.
He paid for it, worked hard for it. He wants his efforts to be seen by all—most importantly, by those he loves.
In nature, male animals will prove their abilities by defeating other male animals, thereby attracting the opposite sex.
And this 420-square-meter basketball arena is actually a naked large-scale colosseum.
Whoever wins will have the last laugh. CUBA is definitely not his end, not even CBA. His end point is far away... And when he reaches the end point, Yang Xiao will definitely be by his side.
"Coach," he gestured, raising his hand, "I want to play."
"Oh?" Coach Wu frowned, "Do you think clearly why you are standing on the field?"
The boy said firmly: "I figured it out."
…
At the end of the second half with five minutes left, Coach Wu exercised his last substitution rights and replaced Meng Yufan on the court.
Yang Xiao immediately put the work aside, put away the pen and notebook, and sat upright, holding the BGI support banner in his hand, and he couldn't bear to blink at the game on the field.
Beside her, Feng Xiang stared at Meng Yufan, who appeared in the finale, with interest, and murmured.
"I was wrong... It turns out that this is a wolf cub."