NBA short legend

Third High School Arena

Coach Ling Wenlong: "Cough, cough, be quiet, the player who is eating cucumbers will stop first."

Xie Sanniu: "Coach, he doesn't belong to our team, he plays next door."

Brother Cucumber suddenly stood up: "Coach! I want to play, I don't want to play!"

Ling Wenlong: "Then who, come and escort me away."

"Don't let me go back to play football~~I don't want my life to be endless~~~" Brother Cucumber's miserable scream finally disappeared in the corridor.

Seeing this situation, the old gatekeeper muttered in his mouth: "Silly boy, in this place, it's not good to choose any event, but football." After speaking, he shook his head with a look of hatred.

Interior
Ling Wenlong continued to give lessons to the team members.

He really didn't expect the school team to come to this step in an unprecedented way.

Thinking about the praise I received from the principal a few days ago, I might be able to get a promotion and a salary increase in the future, I can feel proud in front of my wife, and I can reach the pinnacle of my life just around the corner!

"Fuck, brother Tiao, the coach is so funny." Xie Sanniu secretly said to Ouyang Tiao.

Ouyang Tiao never looked up at the coach from the beginning to the end. Doesn't the "Playboy" in his hand look better than the coach?
But when Xie Sanniu said this, he looked up half-believingly, and suddenly his heart tightened: Damn, does he know that I am watching "Playboy"?Otherwise, how could he laugh so YD.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly reached out and patted Rubenwei's shoulder in front of him: "Brother Wei, lift your butt." After speaking, he patted Rubenwei's butt.

Lu Benwei was excited: "You want to do it!"

Ouyang Tiao: "Don't get excited, here's something nice for you." After speaking wretchedly, he put "Playboy" on Lu Benwei's stool quickly.

Lu Benwei wanted to scold Ouyang Tiao angrily, but when he saw this thing, he immediately looked around like a thief, and sat down quickly.

After sitting down, Lu Benwei glanced at Ling Wenlong, and found that the coach hadn't noticed his small movements, so he leaned back slightly, and said softly: "Tiaozi, in the future, just give me this kind of thing in private. There are so many people, Not good, you know. If you are found out, you will lose your dignity."

Ling Wenlong: "Lu Benwei, what are you mumbling about? Stand up and tell everyone about Yizhong's offensive routine."

Lu Benwei: I'm protruding (哉盘哉), what should I do, what should I do.
Seeing that Lu Benwei hadn't responded for a long time, Ling Wenlong was immediately unhappy, just kidding, so many people below are watching, don't you want to give face?
Ling Wenlong flicked his hair, and said slowly: "Lu Benwei, I think you like sitting on the bench very much."

Rubenwei: "!!? Coach!" Rubenwei stood up abruptly.

It was too late to say it, and then Ouyang Tiao behind him suddenly saw G's expression: "Damn!! Brother Wei! You, you, you" While speaking, he also made an exaggerated body movement. It's like seeing a monk playing disco in a nightclub.

Li Zhicheng: "Wei!! Brother!!!"

Li Zhicheng's voice completely focused everyone's attention on "The Painter" under Lu Benwei's ass.

Rubenway's heart: step on the horse!Ouyang Tiao my day @#￥%...

Coincidentally
At this time, a gust of breeze blew in from the window of the arena.

Lu Benwei's butt felt cold, and the following "Playboy" was just turned a few pages by this weird wind.

"Oh, what a pervert." Behind the crowd, the voice of the aunt sweeping the floor in the auditorium suddenly came, and when I turned around, I found that the aunt ran out of the arena quickly, covering her face.

The atmosphere in the arena suddenly fell into a strange silence, so quiet that they could all hear the conversation between the sweeping lady and the doorman.

Sweeping mother: "Hey, the long hair inside is so perverted, and he still reads that kind of book."

Uncle doorman: "I look at others, what are you afraid of?"

Sweeping lady: "Why are you talking like that, the young guy is full of energy, I don't dare to stay in it"

Rubenwe has always liked his cockscomb head, but now, he can't wait to pluck out the hair on his head.

"Cough cough cough, Rubenwei sit down. Let's continue to study the tactics of No. [-] Middle School." Unexpectedly, Ling Wenlong didn't go berserk, but asked Rubenwei to sit down and continue discussing tactics?
Ling Wenlong: "No. [-] Middle School, as the first place in the two consecutive high school competitions, has a direct relationship with those five people."

It is said that No. [-] Middle School was still the bottom team at that time, but since the five first-year freshmen entered the school team, they directly replaced the old students in the team as freshmen and became the starters.

And they also successfully led No. [-] Middle School to win the championship. The most terrifying thing is that they haven't lost a single game in the past two years!
Ling Wenlong: "Point guard-Shenhu-senior senior, point guard-Hongfu-senior senior, small forward-Peng Cheng-senior senior, power forward-Xu Shi-senior senior, center Tong Zhi-senior senior."

"Huh? Their small forward has changed." Li Zhicheng couldn't help but said when he heard this.

He vaguely remembered last year's game, the small forward named Di Shan from the No. 32 Middle School was a big hit. He scored [-] points in a single game against the No. [-] Middle School!
Was it replaced this year?

"Isn't it a transfer?" Lu Benwei said suspiciously.

Ling Wenlong also seemed to have heard the discussion of the team members, and explained: "Di Shan didn't transfer to another school, he is here." After speaking, he used his finger to draw a list of the substitutes.

"Huh!? Di Shan actually came on the bench?" Xie Sanniu said in disbelief.

You know, when Di Shan was in his first year of high school, he took the position of the senior in the team. Unexpectedly, in his third year of high school, he was replaced by others in turn.

Ling Wenlong: "No. [-] Middle School has always been based on strength. In these few games, Peng Cheng has performed very well, much higher than Di Shan. You don't even know!? Didn't I ask you to go home and watch the videos of No. [-] Middle School every day?" ?”

It was Ouyang Tiao who stood up abruptly and said loudly, "That's right! You don't even know this! This Peng Cheng is really good. He plays all kinds of singles, no matter how he plays. His physical fitness is not at the same level as that of Di Shan."

Ling Wenlong: "Look, look, look at the note, the people who went home and watched the video are different. You are looking at you! One by one."

In this way, everyone except Ouyang Tiao spent a wonderful time under Ling Wenlong's abuse.

Ling Wenlong: "Well, Rubenwei, please stay." Before leaving, the coach kept Rubenwei.

Rubenwei thought to himself: No, this is something I need to do, you idiot, you son of a bitch.

He watched Ling Wenlong walking towards him seriously, and there was a trace of killing intent in the air.

not good!

Rubenwei turned around sharply, but his hands were already on his shoulders.

That hand was so terrifying, cold sweat slowly flowed from his forehead.

"Benwei, that book." Ling Wenlong's serious voice sounded behind Lu Benwei.

Lu Benwei was nervous, and when he heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

Immediately turned around and said righteously: "Coach, I will hand in this book truthfully. I will become a qualified athlete in the future and stay away from HDD!"

Ling Wenlong: "That's right, good boy. I'm not letting you read it. After you finish the game, the coach will return it to you. I'll put the book in the cabinet for you. Keep it for now."

Rubenwei: "Thank you coach!"

After speaking, he offered the book with both hands.

After Lu Benwei left, the sweeping lady ran out again covering her face.

Uncle doorman: "Why did you run out again? Isn't that long hair gone?"

Sweeping lady: "Oh, I'm going to die, there's a more perverted one inside, who's going to die." She ran out while talking.

On the way home

Li Zhicheng: "Tiaozi, can you stand it at night?"

Ouyang Tiao: "I can't stand it."

Li Zhicheng: "So direct."

Ouyang Tiao: "What about you?"

Li Zhicheng: "I can't stand it either."

Ouyang Tiao: "Coincidentally, it's worthy of being the two heroes of the third middle school. Why don't we go home and take a shower first, let's get our hair done before going to the competition."

Li Zhicheng: "It makes sense. Only when the body and mind are in a perfect state can we have a wave with the five bears in No. [-] Middle School."

As the sun sets, two young people with aspirations embark on an unknown journey together.