Gu Fei drove to Liu Fan's house. Halfway through the road, his cell phone rang. He plugged in his earphone and answered the call. Ding Zhuxin's voice came from there, "Okay, boy, are you really not coming?"
"No, I..." Gu Fei then remembered the message from Ding Zhuxin before, "Forget it, or if I go over now, where are you?"
"It's alright, just sing and sing casually," Ding Zhuxin said, "I was in Wildfire before, so I called you, and now you're out drinking with friends, a place you definitely won't come."
"En." Gu Fei responded.
"As soon as I came in, I ran into Xiaobing and the others," Ding Zhuxin said, "The lead singer has changed again."
"Didn't I tell you to go back?" Gu Fei said.
"If you call me, I won't go back," Ding Zhuxin laughed, "I'm such a difficult person to talk to."
"When you were with them, you were at your best stage," Gu Fei said. "You don't have to compete with them for me, it's been three years, it's almost done."
"Then you've got it?" Ding Zhuxin asked.
"I hold grudges, I will remember this kind of thing for the rest of my life." Gu Fei said.
"That's fine," Ding Zhuxin said, "I'm not holding grudges, I'm just grieving... By the way, when are you free to take some pictures for me?"
"You?" Gu Fei turned a corner and saw Liu Fan who was walking by the side of the road carrying two big pockets. He put on the accelerator and went over and whistled.
"Damn it," Liu Fan turned his head, "I just want to see which idiot dares to tease the uncle like this."
"Did you walk to get it?" Gu Fei asked.
"The person has been sent to the intersection." Liu Fan saw that he was wearing a headset, "Where is the call?"
"Well, Sister Xin," Gu Fei tilted his head with his legs on the ground, "Come up."
Liu Fan stepped into his back seat: "Drive slowly, the wind is too cold at night."
"It's not that I want to take pictures," Ding Zhuxin said. "The photographer I found in my store went back to my hometown to get married. I don't know when I'll be able to come. The model I'm used to is also... Come and help me, I'll be there. I didn't take pictures of the pile of clothes."
"Okay," Gu Fei said, "Do you want me to find a model too?"
"Yes, just find someone temporarily to finish this batch, but don't look for Liu Fan, he's in good shape..." Ding Zhuxin said.
"Is your face bad?" Gu Fei smiled.
"It doesn't meet the requirements. This batch of mine is a bit 'bad'. Liu Fan is too sincere, like an old hooligan and not a bad boy," Ding Zhuxin said, "Do you have the right person? Time is tight, so I will give you a better price. Usually a lot taller."
bad boy
"I'll look for it." Gu Fei said, when Ding Zhuxin mentioned the bad boy, Jiang Cheng's face flashed before his eyes for some unknown reason.
Among the people he knew, there were very few people who were not "bad", but he didn't know why, if it was the word "bad boy", he felt that only Jiang Cheng was the most suitable.
The ball game in No. 4 Middle School was quite big, and the game didn't start until the second class in the afternoon, but except for the third year of high school, not many people attended the first class of the first and second grade, and they were all piled up on the court.
Four pitches, all surrounded by people.
In addition to those who were temporarily aroused by the interest in basketball because of the ball game and randomly played the ball on the court, many teams of the class have begun to warm up on the court... or have begun to show off on the court.
The team uniforms that Gu Fei brought were indeed much stronger than the prison uniforms and the fresh noodles at the farmers' market. The red clothes, in addition to the numbers, only had the word "Fly" printed on the back to make the effect of burning flames.
"Is there a team named after you?" Wang Xu took off his clothes and put one on, "It's pretty good."
Jiang Cheng hurriedly looked around, there was no one else in the classroom besides them, and they all went to the stadium.
"I suggest you wear a T-shirt inside," Gu Fei looked at him, "Don't let the captain freeze his fart before the game starts."
"All put on, all put on, Gu Fei and Jiang Cheng cover up tightly," Wang Xu said while changing his clothes, "The two of them won't go up for a while, so I'll try to hide the secret weapon as much as possible, and let them go up if it doesn't work. "
Wang Xu has always wanted to put the "secret weapon" to the end, but he was speechless when the match table came out yesterday. Their first knockout match was against Class 5. The technical level of Class 5 was the same as that of Class 2. Class 2 Last year, I almost won the team that was a sophomore at that time, but I also almost lost to Class 5 on the way.
"I think," Guo Xu was a little unsteady. "It's better not to delay the game for too long. Once the points are divided, it will be difficult to catch up. It's class 5, such a strong team."
Wang Xu didn't say anything, and after thinking about it, he slapped the table very depressed: "Fuck, I don't know how to get this match table. Even if the strong and the weak are drawn separately, at least it should be a bad team versus a strong team. Well, this will ensure that the next game will be good!”
"Captain, there's no problem with drawing lots, the strong team is Class 5," Gu Fei changed his clothes and put on his jacket, and pointed to the group of people next to him, "We are the bad team."
"We..." Wang Xu scratched his neck and sighed for a long time, "Hey."
Lao Xu was also very excited and ran to the classroom to urge them to go to the stadium.
When a group of people walked out of the classroom, Jiang Cheng followed at the end, feeling that they were walking with wind, as if they were sweeping monks who had always been looked down upon by the world and was about to become famous today...
"The center from Class 5 is very good," Gu Fei whispered as he walked beside him, "A lap stronger than Lu Xiaobin, like a tower, we basically have no chance to get the ball in his hands."
"Well," Jiang Cheng nodded, glanced at Lu Xiaobin who was walking in front, and imagined the shape of the center, "You just go to the basket, I'll cover..."
"Do you still need to see where you are when passing the ball?" Gu Fei asked.
Jiang Cheng turned his head to look at him, and after a while he said, "No, I can run."
Gu Fei gave him a thumbs up.
Class 8 has always been an image of a super-little and weak chicken. The presence of other class members will cause a little commotion and onlookers. When their people passed by, only their own class members waved their hands under the leadership of class leader Yi Jing. .
The masses were not at all interested in the team members that Captain Wang Xu brought over... and it was not accurate. There were still people who could be of interest to them, Gu Fei.
In order to carry out Captain Wang Xu's "secret weapon" plan, Jiang Cheng and Gu Fei did not walk with the team members. When they arrived on the sidelines, several girls raised their mobile phones and took pictures of Gu Fei without covering it up.
"Stay away from me." Jiang Cheng couldn't take it anymore. Back in the school, girls liked to get together and discuss who was handsome in which class. He was often photographed, but girls were somewhat shy, and they took pictures secretly. , at least pretend to be taking a selfie.
Now he was holding a pile of four or five mobile phones, and he felt a little awkward.
"It's not all filming me," Gu Fei smiled indifferently, "Did you not know that someone inquired about you at the school post bar the next day?"
"...Do you still have posts in your school?" Jiang Cheng was quite surprised, his focus was off.
"Yes, you can go and have a look," Gu Fei said. "It's quite lively, with all kinds of gossip, appointments, pretending, and failure to pretend."
"Oh." Jiang Cheng sat down on the chair on the sidelines.
"Get up," Wang Xu walked over and waved at him with a sullen expression, "This is where the team members rest, and the audience goes to the side."
"Fuck me?" Jiang Cheng looked at him.
"Secret weapon," Wang Xu winked at him, trying to keep his mouth still when he spoke, "cooperate."
"Hey..." Jiang Cheng sighed helplessly, went to the back and found a chair and sat down.
In the past, the school had a grandstand, and No. 4 Middle School had a lot of courts, but if you wanted to sit and watch the ball, you had to carry the chairs yourself. Fortunately, the team in their class was not good, but the logistics were strong, and many chairs were moved.
"If you can't do it for a while, Jiang Cheng, you go up first." Wang Xu stood beside him and moved his arms and legs while looking ahead and talking.
"No," Jiang Cheng said, "Gu Fei and I want to go up together. I can't cooperate if I go up alone, so it won't work."
"Da Fei?" Wang Xu tilted his head towards Gu Fei.
"Listen to him." Gu Fei said.
"Okay," Wang Xu jumped, "you two get ready, I'm a little nervous..."
"What are you nervous about?" Jiang Cheng wanted to laugh when he saw his appearance.
"Because I suddenly felt that the two of you might have to fight within ten minutes." Wang Xu said.
"You hurry up and show your style." Gu Fei said.
"Yeah!" Wang Xu nodded, and jumped to the sidelines, posing hard in various warm-up poses facing the side.
Jiang Cheng followed and glanced over there and was immediately amused. There was a teacher with a camera over there, circling around the stadium to take pictures.
Today's opening game is probably to attract people. The second year of high school arranges a game between the two strongest teams. The No. 1 field is Class 5, and the No. 2 field is Class 2. The opponents are the No. 1 weak chicken, Class 8 and Class 8, respectively. Class 3 is not so weak in comparison.
After the venue is selected, the game begins.
The people in Class 5 were screaming and applauding. In contrast, their momentum in Class 8 was much weaker. Probably because the secret weapon was so well protected, even the people in their own class didn't have any hope.
Only Lao Xu stood on the sidelines with his hips on his shoulders, shouting at Wang Xu and the others, "Fight well! Play your level—let them see how powerful you are—"
Jiang Cheng felt that he admired Lao Xu. In this atmosphere where everyone thought that Class 5 was here for an exhibition match, he could shout as if Class 8 was the future champion team.
"Relax! Let go!" A horn suddenly sounded behind him.
The voice was quite loud, and Jiang Cheng was taken aback. Everyone turned around and saw Lao Lu who was standing in the back row with the wheat in class.
"Mr. Lu!" Someone shouted from the referee's bench, "Mr. Lu! Don't use the horn, it will interfere with the game."
"The game hasn't started yet!" Lao Lu said to Mai.
"You put it down, put it down," Lao Xu pointed at Lao Lu, "watch the game well."
"Do you want to use this?" Lao Lu was still facing Mai.
Yi Jing stood up, walked over to Lao Lu, and said a few words with a smile. Lao Lu gave her the microphone and the loudspeaker, and stood on the sidelines with Lao Xu akimbo.
"Old Lu is quite optimistic about Wang Xu and the others?" Jiang Cheng said.
"He has a good relationship with Lao Xu," Gu Fei said. "He has always been a partner. If Lao Xu is the head teacher of Class 5, he will definitely be optimistic about Class 5 right now."
At the beginning of the game, it was Lu Xiaobin and the tower who jumped the ball.
The tower has a name, Gu Fei said it again, but Jiang Cheng didn’t remember it.
When the ball was thrown into the air, Jiang Cheng knew that Lu Xiaobin couldn't touch the ball. Although the tower was big, his response was not slow, and he was half a head taller than Lu Xiaobin.
After the ball fell, it was actually caught by the 5th class, and then quickly pressed it to the basket, and the 5th class on the opposite side suddenly shouted.
Jiang Cheng watched speechlessly as the ball was easily brought to the basket, and he scored 2 points with almost no defense.
"Zhou Jing," Gu Fei kicked the chair of Zhou Jing, who was sitting in front of him and patted his thighs frantically, "Go shout and have them stare at people."
"Okay," Zhou Jing immediately stepped over a few chairs and roared at the court, "Marking! Mark people! Return to defense quickly! Fight for the ball!"
Zhou Jing shouted hard for a while.
But Wang Xu and the others could see that they were very nervous from the moment they got on the court, and they couldn't let go. The opponent scored a goal in ten seconds, and they were immediately held down. People on the sidelines were shouting, but they couldn't hear a single word. Like, it's a mess.
In less than five minutes, Class 5 has already scored four goals. Wang Xu and the others couldn't stop Ta from getting the ball, so they couldn't stop others from scoring. There were loud noises, and the ball was robbed without even taking a shot.
"Fuck," Jiang Cheng looked at the time and score on the scoreboard, "I don't usually play so badly."
"Li Yadong is now going straight to the basket from the center line, no one can stop him, and his position is quite arrogant," Gu Fei leaned against the chair with his arms folded, "If it goes like this in the first half, Wang Xu and the others may come out of a fight. ."
"You'll be in the center line for a while," Jiang Cheng looked at Wang Xu and the others who were playing more and more tightly on the field, "Kill their limelight."
"I am threatened on both sides of the midline." Gu Fei said.
"There is me." Jiang Cheng said.
When Wang Xu looked towards Gu Fei for the third time, Gu Fei stood up.
Wang Xu immediately gestured to Lao Xu to ask for a time-out.
Although it wasn't the time to pause yet, after seeing Wang Xu's gesture, several people on the court felt like they had been given a boost, and they ran faster than before.
Within two seconds of Gu Fei standing up, the audience on the opposite side and around them all noticed it, and someone immediately shouted, "Fuck, Gu Fei is in Class 8 this time?"
"Gu Fei Jiang Cheng, get ready." Lao Xu came over at this moment and said something.
The people in the class only reacted at this time, and they all cheered, and all stood up and started shouting.
Jiang Cheng glanced at Gu Fei and felt a little excited for no reason. He had never felt this way before when he was playing in a school team game.
Probably because he was brainwashed by Wang Xu's "secret weapon" for a long time, the moment he stood up, he really had a feeling that he and Gu Fei were carrying some important historical mission.
A timeout was called on the field, and Jiang Cheng felt very fucked while taking off his clothes and pants.
Gu Fei was considered a mysterious character in school, the boss who traveled around the world, never had a fight with anyone but didn't dare to mess with anyone. He had never participated in any group activities, and now he actually wanted to play a game.
Everyone's eyes were cast, and the camera teacher walked directly to the two of them, and there were several mobile phones facing them.
At this time, he and Gu Fei were standing in the middle of the two rows of chairs, taking off their pants.
It tastes so good...
"I'll serve," Jiang Cheng said, "Wang Xu came over to get the ball, as he cooperated before, run more and stare people to death, Lu Xiaobin, you are killing that tower, your physical strength is good, you can be wherever he is. , don't mind the ball."
"Tower?" Lu Xiaobin asked, he is indeed physically strong, and he is not even panting at the moment.
"Li Yadong." Gu Fei said.
"Yeah." Lu Xiaobin nodded.
"Passes are passed from below," Jiang Cheng said. "We don't have a height advantage against Class 5."
At this moment, Wang Xu had no complaints at all about his captain’s job being robbed by Jiang Cheng. He stood on the side and nodded desperately. When he finally got on the field, he didn’t even bother to make a concluding speech like he usually does.
As soon as Gu Fei and Jiang Cheng came on the court, the players on the court led the audience on the sidelines, and the atmosphere changed completely.
The 5th class didn't know Jiang Cheng's level, but they knew what Gu Fei played, and the people from those classes who didn't play were all crowded into the No. 1 court.
The sidelines were immediately crowded with people, and the cheering team's voices came one after another. Those who regarded Class 5 as their opponents were all cheering for Class 8 and shouting together.
"Captain." Jiang Cheng called out to Wang Xu from behind.
Wang Xu immediately turned around happily: "What's the matter?"
"This ball is very important," Jiang Cheng said, "It's up to you."
"Don't worry." Wang Xu said calmly.
Jiang Cheng stood on the sideline, took the ball from the referee's hand, and patted it on the ground a few times to test the feel, and it was not bad.
When the whistle sounded, Wang Xu threw off one of the opponents and rushed over to Jiang Cheng. Jiang Cheng was about to shoot him with the ball, but the youngest of the 5th class suddenly slanted and stopped in front of Wang Xu.
This person's style is very similar to Li Yan's. He is fast and flexible. There is no way to give this ball to Wang Xu. Jiang Cheng looked up at the midfield, and Gu Fei was entangled by the tower.
But Lu Xiaobin was very loyal to his duties and quickly squeezed past.
The moment Gu Fei escaped, he reached out to Jiang Cheng, and Jiang Cheng threw the ball at him.
As soon as Gu Fei got the ball, he turned around and dribbled the ball towards the basket as he said before.
The voice on the sidelines suddenly increased by at least 20 decibels, shouting like a wave.
Jiang Cheng accelerated to keep up, Wang Xu shouted sadly behind him, "Damn it, why didn't you give it to me!"
"Follow the past!" Jiang Cheng said.
Wang Xu suddenly accelerated as if he had been kicked, and rushed past Jiang Cheng with wind, followed behind Gu Fei, and was entangled with the two people who were guarding Gu Fei in class 5. You squeezed me and I squeezed you. .
The people from Class 5 returned to defense very quickly, compared to the speed of defense from Class 8 before, it was almost the speed of light. When Gu Fei rushed straight to the basket from the center line, they were all compressed back to the three-second zone.
Gu Fei’s route for layup had been blocked by the duo. As he exited, he passed the ball from behind with his hand. Jiang Cheng strode over to catch the ball, and dribbled the ball past Li Yan No. 2 and the other. Man, when Gu Fei found the space to go in again, he passed the ball back to him.
I have to say that the tower in class 5 is stronger than the tower in their class, so Lu Xiaobin was about to go up to hug him, but he was still taken away.
When Gu Fei was holding the ball, it was like a quilt covered in front of Gu Fei.
Jiang Cheng moved quickly to prevent someone from staring at him, he glanced at the timer, there was still time, at this time Gu Fei should still separate the ball.
But the next second Gu Fei suddenly took off.
Hold! Jiang Cheng immediately made preparations for stealing the ball and returning to the defense. The tower followed Gu Fei and jumped up like a mountain. If the ball in Gu Fei's hand was shot, this block would be appropriate.
Or... if he's doing a good job, there's still a chance.
Sure enough, Gu Fei's hand sank suddenly in the air.
As long as there is another hook from under the tower's arm, the ball is likely to go in.
These two points are very important and can boost the morale of Class 8.
But Gu Fei's next move made Jiang Cheng scolded a big yellow dog in his heart, what a fucking pass!
Although Jiang Cheng immediately understood what Gu Fei meant when the ball flew towards him, he still couldn't help but scold him.
"Fuck!" He caught the ball, took a quick step back to the three-point line, and threw the ball high without hesitation.
The moment the ball fell into the net, there was another wave on the court, and the people in Class 8 jumped up and screamed until their throats were broken.
"Pretty!" Lao Lu didn't know when he took the megaphone again, "This ball is beautiful!"
"Damn it!" Wang Xu excitedly came over and roared into Jiang Cheng's ear, "It's so fucking cool!"
This one added three points for cooperation, and immediately made everyone excited like taking medicine. When they returned to defense, they all seemed to have springs under their feet.
"Do you have any comments?" Gu Fei said as he ran past Jiang Cheng.
"No problem, it's up to you." Jiang Cheng said.
"Everyone has come up, they've been beaten," Gu Fei said, "then let them die."
"En." Jiang Cheng responded.
When he ran back, he suddenly remembered the news from Pan Zhi yesterday.
It's really... I suddenly got back the feeling I had before.