Still too little work

The first year of senior high school is not too stressful, there are still two days off every week, and there is no late self-study on Friday nights. Long Tian is also happy to relax, and he can watch his soap operas after school.

After school this day, he was not ready to go back until the evening rush hour had passed.

When I came out of the teaching building and went to the garage, I happened to pass the basketball court. At this time, the sun was sinking, and there were still a few people playing basketball on the basketball court.

Long Tian took a look, and saw that several young men were vigorous and vigorous. The light of the setting sun shone from the horizon, and the sky was full of clouds, and the shadows of the young men were dragged long.

With just one glance, Long Tian looked away, his youth had been lost in countless reincarnations, and he couldn't remember it anymore. Looking at these people at this moment, his heart didn't fluctuate at all.

Suddenly a basketball was thrown towards him, Long Tian didn't turn his head, raised his hand to catch the basketball, let it go and twirled it.

Someone in the basketball court blew a whistle: "Not bad, teacher."

Long Tian raised his hand and threw the basketball back, a beautiful arc was drawn in the clouds, he smiled: "Go home early."

"You are Teacher Long." A tall student raised his hand to take the basketball and asked suddenly, "Will you play basketball?"

"You play, I'm going back." Long Tian was still thinking about his soap opera.

The basketball hit him on the head again, which was a naked provocation. Long Tian took the basketball, looked down at the basketball, and said with a smile, "Okay, let's play with you."

They are all members of Xueying Middle School's basketball team. The tall guy just now is called Ning Xinyuan, and he is the captain of their school basketball team.

Ning Xinyuan and Duanmu Qing once won the high school championship in the middle school basketball game, and they have always treated Duanmu Qing as a good brother. Before seeing that Duanmu Qing was troubled, he changed his calm appearance, so naturally he should care about it.

With this concern, he found that Duanmu Qing's change actually started from a conversation, which was called by teachers of other grades to talk.

When Long Tian was talking to Duanmu Qing, there were other teachers in the office, but because this was the young master of Duanmu's family, the other teachers did not dare to speak out.At this time, a student, a student from a very good family background, came to inquire about the situation. The teacher in the office just said what Long Tian had said. Ning Xinyuan finally found the reason, so he was ready to "talk" to this teacher Long.

It's just that his "talking" may be a bit different from other people's "talking". As a basketball lover, he chose to talk on the court.

"For a four-player basketball game, only half court will be used." Ning Xinyuan ordered his servants. Originally, there were four of them here, in a team of two. Now that Long Tian came, one of them offered to take a break. The thin boy is on the side with Long Tian.

That skinny boy seemed to be a little afraid of Ning Xinyuan, he seemed to have some objections, but he didn't refuse, he gritted his teeth and agreed.

Long Tian could tell at a glance that they were trying to tease him, but Mr. Long didn't take this matter to heart. He asked the little man, "What's your name?"

"Zou, Zou Xing." The little man stammered.

"We are teammates from now on." Long Tian encouraged with a smile, "Come on."

"Good, good!"

The four-player basketball game started, and the resting students acted as referees to score points, and found that the Longtian team was leading the way!

Ning Xinyuan also discovered this problem. The teacher didn't seem to have any skillful moves, but he unexpectedly made it impossible for the other two to stop him. Moreover, as long as the ball was out of his hands, it could be said that he would grab the ball without delay.

If this continues, they will lose. It's not that they reasoned with Long Tian, ​​but that Long Tian reasoned with them.

Ning Xinyuan quickly winked at the little man, they had discussed before to embarrass Long Tian together, this little man is too weak!

The little guy Zou Xing has been making soy sauce all the time, and his role is that of the melon-eating crowd, clapping and shouting 666 next to him.Seeing Ning Xinyuan's hint at this moment, he looked like he was about to cry, he really can't help it, this basketball game has nothing to do with him at all, you guys have been playing two-on-one, can't you see it!

Of course, Ning Xinyuan soon discovered this problem. This Teacher Long is not as weak as they imagined, and he is not an old pedant as others said. This kind of motor nerves is obviously found in people who exercise regularly. That's right!

Passing people, shooting -- Ning Xinyuan stared at Long Tian's smooth movements in a daze, and then looked down at the leather shoes on his feet. This jumping ability is too amazing!

No, no, no, Ning Xinyuan pulled himself back from the admiration. This time he was speaking the truth, but he didn't really come to play basketball.

He gestured to his teammates, who nodded and acted immediately.

This time, the two of them showed no mercy at all. They used their bodies to collide with each other in a normal way. So what if the basketball is not as good as this teacher Long, they didn't come to play basketball with peace of mind.

But even so, they still couldn't guard against this Teacher Long, and the score was getting higher and higher. When they bumped into it, they found that Teacher Long was completely motionless, standing firmer than a statue!

Long Tian hasn't played basketball for a long time, it's a memory from thousands of reincarnations, he doesn't even remember the last time he played basketball, or he doesn't remember what he was doing before he came to the reincarnation world.

But at the moment when he touched the basketball, many memories about the real world suddenly appeared in his mind, his junior high school, high school, university...and death.

Standing outside the three-point line, Long Tian gently raised his hand, and the basketball went into the basket. Those long memories were immediately erased by him, and he smiled and looked at a few students: "Are you still playing?"

"Three-point drop?" Ning Xinyuan's teammate said in surprise, "You're looking down on us!"

"Continue." Ning Xinyuan looked at Long Tian, ​​he still didn't believe that he couldn't cure this teacher!

Long Tian continued to play with them for a while, without showing off his skills, and he could see that these students were targeting him, but so what, in Long Tian's eyes, it was just playing with a few ignorant children.

The sun set on the horizon, and the lights of the basketball court came on one by one. Ning Xinyuan was already sweating profusely. He looked at Long Tian, ​​gritted his teeth and said, "Teacher, you are so strong, why don't we play three on two."

Long Tian held the basketball in both hands, turned it around, and shook his head: "Stop playing, it's getting late, you should go home."

"Teacher, are you afraid?" Ning Xinyuan looked at him.

"No." Long Tian looked at them with a smile, and threw the basketball back, "Am I afraid? I just think it's a pity that you, as the main force of the school basketball team, are insulting the basketball. It's a pity."

"Insult?" Ning Xinyuan raised his eyebrows.

"Basketball is a sport, it's not a tool for you to punish and fight hard." Long Tian turned around and didn't say much, "Go home early."

"Wait, Teacher Long!" The student who was scoring the score just now suddenly stopped him, and then whispered a few words into Ning Xinyuan's ear, Ning Xinyuan looked very dissatisfied, Ni Aoxia said: "You can say it yourself! "

The school that kept the score immediately ran to Long Tian happily: "Mr. Long, I am the manager of the basketball team. I apologize to you on behalf of them. Now our school basketball team is short of a coach. Are you, do you intend to be our coach? "

"No." Long Tian answered neatly, "I'm just an English teacher."

The manager blinked his eyes, thinking for a moment whether he heard it wrong. Being a coach is a good opportunity. There are many students in their school basketball team who have very rich families. This teacher gave up so easily?

Probably thinking that Long Tian didn't know the benefits of this, the manager chased after him and said: "Mr. Long, Duanmu Qing is also on the school basketball team. You've heard of that Duanmu, right..."

"Not interested." Long Tian didn't stop walking, showing no sign of thinking about it.

"Why is this Mr. Long like this?" Seeing the manager chasing Long Tian for a long way, there was a conversation on the basketball court.

Ning Xinyuan originally came here to make people unhappy, but now he was made unhappy by someone, he cursed in a low voice: "How do I know, let's go, go back!"

Their jerseys were all soaked in sweat, but that Teacher Long didn't even have dirty cuffs, and he didn't take a breath. It's really humiliating!

He is the elite of the school basketball team, how could he be easily defeated by a gentle teacher!

"I, I think the teacher played very well." Zou Xing, the little man who was Long Tian's teammate just now, said weakly.

"It's pretty good." Another teammate also said, "I didn't expect him to be an English teacher. I thought it was some retired professional player."

"Shut up!" Ning Xinyuan said suddenly, "With your level, you can still tell? That's incredible, okay?"

It's fine if the opponent uses some messy tricks to defeat him. The point is, the opponent basically doesn't have any skills. They just dribble and make layups.

The teammates silently zipped the zipper, and Zou Xing stopped talking and just watched their captain go crazy.

"Why doesn't he play professionally when he's so good!" Ning Xinyuan said cursingly, "What an English teacher, how great it would be to become a professional player and win glory for the country!"

The other two were listening nearby. Their captain was just like that. He was too obsessed with basketball. He dreamed of playing professional games, but unfortunately he didn't have the strength to play professional games.

In the evening, Ning Xinyuan returned home, took a shower, tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, thinking about what that teacher Long said today, what is their "insulting" basketball.

"It's not a tool for punishing the brave..."

He remembered his behavior on the court. Originally, he would not play basketball like this, but he was so angry that he wanted to teach the teacher a lesson, so he used some unconventional means.

Ning Xinyuan closed his eyes. He avoided this question before, and he didn't want to think about it. Now it's time to go to sleep, but it has been lingering in his mind.

"Forget it, I lost." Ning Xinyuan got up from the bed, found the phone on the bedside table, found Long Tian's number, and called.