[Bottle evil] Waiting for the migratory birds to fly back

Zhang Qiling had just returned from the United States, and less than 5 minutes after getting off the plane, he received a call from the black glasses.

The sound of a kitchen knife thumping and chopping a chopping board came from the other side of the black glasses. Zhang Qiling guessed that he should be in a posture of tilting his neck and clamping the mobile phone on his shoulder at this moment. The black glasses said to him: "I will catch the wind for you tonight. Go to school and bring my apprentice back, let's have a meal together."

Zhang Qiling didn't speak, but after a pause, the black glasses came to his senses and added: "I just accepted it a while ago, a child."

"What's your name?" He calmed down and asked.

"Su Wan." The black glasses replied: "He is 1.7 meters tall, wears glasses, and his figure is thin... Whoops!"

Zhang Qiling was startled by his sudden cry of pain, and it took a long time for the trembling black glasses to come out from the phone: "Neck cramp..."

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Zhang Qiling put down his phone, and suddenly remembered that the black glasses had been rambling for a long time just now, and he didn't even tell him which school Su Wan was in. He caught a lot of boys who were 1.7 meters tall and thin, and wore glasses.

He sighed, and just as he was about to pick up his phone and make another call, the driver flicked his tail happily on the road, and turned around cheerfully: "I know which school Little Brother Su is in, and I always go to pick him up."

Oh, I almost forgot, this car was sent by Black Glasses to pick me up.

After getting out of the car, Zhang Qiling asked the driver about Su Wan's class and walked in. When he reached the door, the guard stopped him. Just as Zhang Qiling was about to speak, he heard two whistles from behind. The guard recognized that it was black glasses, and at the same time The car of one of the school directors quickly let Zhang Qiling in.

When he walked to the door of Su Wan's class, the students had already left in twos and threes. There were only a few students who were still doing homework in the class and a young teacher who was sitting on the podium with his head bowed and marking papers.

He knocked on the door lightly, and the teacher raised his head all of a sudden.

Zhang Qiling was stunned.

"Wu Xie?" He asked in disbelief.

"It's me..." Wu Xie took off his glasses and looked at him carefully, his expression suddenly changed, "Zhang Qiling?"

Zhang Qiling was stunned for a moment, he really didn't expect to meet Wu Xie here, and he couldn't even speak for a while.

Wrong time, wrong place.

"Uncle Zhang." Although Zhang Qiling has been abroad for half a year, Su Wan has never seen him, but today Black Glasses mentioned to him about Zhang Qiling's return to China, and from the conversation between the two of them, he knew that it was almost the same, so he packed it up The schoolbag came to Zhang Qiling and asked hesitantly, "Do you know Teacher Wu?"

It's not just acquaintance... Zhang Qiling clenched his teeth, it's simply a bad relationship.

Wu Xie didn't know what he thought of, and didn't speak, but his slightly pale face showed that he was not at peace at the moment.

Zhang Qiling looked at Wu Xie for a long time, with complicated emotions in his heart that he didn't even know how to describe, he said to Su Wan for a while, "Your master asked me to pick you up." He was a little tired.

"Your master..." Wu Xie was stunned when he heard these words, turned his head to look at Zhang Qiling, then at Su Wan: "Whose apprentice are you?"

Hei Glasses usually sees the beginning but never ends, the driver comes to pick up Su Wan every day, his parents come to hold the parent-teacher meeting, and Wu Xie is Su Wan's class teacher. Although he vaguely knows that Su Wan has a master, he has never After thinking about who it was, he suddenly realized after seeing Zhang Qiling today.

"Blind." Zhang Qiling answered him flatly.

The expression on Wu Xie's face suddenly became very exciting.

"What's wrong, teacher?" Su Wan was curious, "Teacher, do you still know my master?"

"Of course," Wu Xie said dryly, "Speaking of which, you should call me Senior Brother."

If you want to count, the last time Zhang Qiling and Wu Xie met was ten years ago.

Zhang Qiling and Wu Xie are friends who have known each other for more than ten years.

When Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling met, they were about the same age as Su Wan.

Zhang Qiling was a year older than him. When Wu Xie first entered high school, he formed a basketball team with his brothers Fatty Wang, Xie Yuchen, Wang Meng and other friends. With a tacit understanding, they played all the invincible players in the same class and were above the average. Good looks - except for the fat ones of course - soon have a group of fans and a regular cheerleading squad.

At the end of the first semester of senior high school, the school basketball team organized a friendly match between senior one and senior two. Wu Xie and the others played on behalf of senior one.

It was at that time that he met Zhang Qiling for the first time.

Fatty boasted in the future that the level of excitement of that game was unprecedented, and it could become a textbook-level game since the school was founded.

Wu Xie felt that he had blown it too far, but he himself admitted that it was the most enjoyable match he had ever played. Not only were the opponents stronger than them in age and experience, but there were also two of the most powerful players among them, known as the South Blind North Dumb, he is also a seed player that the teachers of the school basketball team are full of praise for. The coach of the provincial sports team came to see them in person and wanted them to follow the path of professional players.

I only heard about it a few times before, and I didn't know how powerful it was until the game officially started. The senior named Zhang Qiling was always indifferent, but the offensive momentum was completely incompatible with his personality. He was very tough and not sloppy at all. At that moment, Wu Xie seemed to hear the screams of all the girls in the school.

The other one is just the opposite of him. He still wears a pair of sunglasses when he plays, and he always has a hippie smile.But when he turns around, he can intercept the ball in your hand without anyone noticing, and his position is like a ghost.

Wu Xie and the others suffered a big loss in the frontcourt, and the score was behind by double digits. During the intermission, he wiped his sweat and drank water, while the fat man lamented his unfavorable start.

Wu Xie gritted his teeth. He has never lost a battle since he entered high school. Now, for the first time, he was aroused with a fighting spirit that he hadn't had in a long time. He threw the towel and walked back to the court again.

In the later time, Wu Xie and the others quickly entered the state. Under Wu Xie's leadership, the score was gradually caught up, and they even overtook several times.

Such a desperate style of play made Wu Xie exhausted very quickly, the fat man patted him on the shoulder and said in a low voice: "Wu Xie, you can't do this, you won't be able to hold on later, why don't you let the substitute stand up for you?" Will."

"I don't." No one can stop Wu Xie's stubborn temper, "I just want to fight them to the end."

In the last 5 minutes of the game, the competition was in full swing. The audience screamed one after another, and the scores between each other were closely tied. In the last minute, with Zhang Qiling's beautiful three-pointer, the whistle blew, and the game was over.

Wu Xie let go of his strength all of a sudden. He was already exhausted, and he struggled until the end. Once the game was over, he couldn't hold on any longer. He just lay down on the playground, staring at the sky blankly.

Exciting... It's so fucking cool, Wu Xie thought, after a hearty game, he now feels that his soul is about to come out of his body.

Suddenly a pair of hands stretched out in front of him, it was Zhang Qiling.

"Are you okay?" He stood in front of Wu Xie against the light, his bangs drooping, and asked with concern.

"It's okay." Wu Xie stretched out his hand to hold his hand, stood up from the ground, and said with a smile: "Brother, you play the ball really well."

Wu Xie was good-looking, and his smile was always contagious. Zhang Qiling looked at Wu Xie with a sincere smile on his face, and the worry in his heart that he suppressed the freshmen too hard gradually dissipated.

Zhang Qiling smiled lightly and said, "You're also good at beating."