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Lin Xiaoman spent the entire Saturday morning with Yi Mingze. He thought it was the beginning of a wonderful vacation. Who knew that after lunch, he didn't see Yi Mingze again for three consecutive days.

He asked where Yi Mingze had gone on WeChat, and Yi Mingze only told him that there was some private matter at home, see you next week.

Without seeing Yi Mingze, Lin Xiaoman had no energy in doing anything, and all kinds of troubles came to his mind. He especially wanted to talk to Yi Mingze, saying that eating alone was so boring, that he had a nightmare, that he I miss him...but I'm afraid of disturbing Yi Mingze's personal affairs.

Lin Xiaoman felt that he had completely fallen for Yi Mingze. He had only known him for less than three months, and he had already become so dependent on him, even so arrogant that he wanted to occupy all of his time.

The regular class meeting on Wednesday afternoon, the class teacher hadn't come yet, and the sports committee was standing at the door with the registration form for the campus fun sports meeting at the end of November, sighing.

A passing classmate asked, "Why do you look bitter?"

The sports committee said: "There is a shortage of people, there is a shortage of people. After a round of mobilization, no one is willing to report the men's cross-rope skipping."

"Have you asked them all?" The classmate looked down the roster in the hands of the sports committee, "Where's Lin Xiaoman? Why don't you ask him."

The sports committee laughed and said, "Lin Xiaoman, he's so um... weak, he shouldn't be able to exercise, right?"

The classmate nodded and said, "That's right, it's really a bit of a motherfucker. If he didn't turn on the microphone that day, I wouldn't have noticed Mr. Li."

The Sports Commission suddenly lowered his voice: "Stop talking, he's here."

Lin Xiaoman took the hot water cup and followed them into the classroom with his head bowed.

Their conversation just now was quite loud, and Lin Xiaoman was not deaf.University has a lot of entertainment time, at least two school-level sports games every academic year, students in science and engineering classes are generally not so active, especially those who do research in the laboratory, every time the sports committee needs to pull people one by one, starting from the freshman year , The sports committee has never looked for him when there is a shortage of people. He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him before. After all, he himself was not very interested in sports, but now thinking about it, the sports committee probably thinks that he must not be able to do it.

There were more and more students in the class, and they were all discussing the sports meeting. Lin Xiaoman suddenly stood up and went straight to the sports committee sitting in the third row.

He knocked on the table and said, "I want to apply for cross skipping."

"Cross rope skipping..." The sports committee thought for a long time, and said with some difficulty, "I plan to reserve this project for Xu Jie. He plays basketball well and has good jumping ability."

Xu Jie is the fitness expert in the class, and he is full of tendons trained in the gym.

"But Xu Jie hasn't agreed yet?" Lin Xiaoman said.He knew that Xu Jie refused to skip rope because of too many projects.

"Hey, how should I say it." The sports committee said with an apologetic expression, "It's going to take a while, you can apply for the pole vault without any problem, but this time the class guide hopes that our class can reach the top ten in the total score, and there is a class bonus. Take...you know what I mean?"

"But I'm pretty good at cross-rope skipping. Really, I might be better than Xu Jie. If you don't believe me, I'll show you." Lin Xiaoman said in a anxious tone.

The class monitor next door saw that Lin Xiaoman had suddenly become serious, and quickly smiled and said, "Oh, Lin Xiaoman, you'd better be your university bully with peace of mind, and leave this kind of physical work to someone more suitable."

At this time, the head teacher came, and everyone sat down.

Lin Xiaoman returned to his seat, and the momentary impulse cooled down a lot.

Only then did he realize how wrong he was just now, and he didn't know what he was obsessed with, as if he was deliberately ignorant of the general situation, just like someone finding fault.

Do the classmates think that he looks unsuitable for sports on purpose?Not really.Is it wrong for the sports committee to choose someone who looks strong for the sake of class honor?nor.

We are all very good classmates, at most we occasionally say a couple of unintentional remarks, not malicious at all, but preconceived in some respects, thinking that he must be bad.

On Wednesday night, Yi Mingze returned to the team after missing training for three days, and there are two weeks left before the game.

The No. 5 basketball hall was brightly lit all day long, and coach Wu guided the whole process, and everyone put on the fullest posture to face the game.

However, Lin Xiaoman, who is usually the most active, is a little absent-minded today. When watching them play, he is often in a daze, and occasionally shoots unconsciously.

Although he has been in a bad mood recently, he doesn't smile much.

Everyone thought that Lin Xiaoman studied too hard and couldn't keep up with energy. Only Yi Mingze vaguely knew some reasons, but he was not sure if there were other factors.

After training, Yi Mingze returned from his bedroom to the basketball court to pick up his mobile phone. When he walked to the door, he heard the sound of a basketball falling to the ground. He thought it was some hard-working buddy who was training extra.

But when he opened the door, he froze.

On the empty court, Lin Xiaoman was shooting baskets in a haphazard manner, next to a cart of basketballs, rolling everywhere on the ground.

Yi Mingze walked behind Lin Xiaoman in disbelief. At the same time, Lin Xiaoman turned his head, his face was a little unspeakably ugly, as if covered with something deeper than depression.

"Brother." Lin Xiaoman said, "Teach me how to play basketball, okay?"

Yi Mingze was surprised. Lin Xiaoman, who is such a quiet kid, suddenly became interested in basketball?

But he didn't ask, because the corners of Lin Xiaoman's upturned lips were flattened into a straight line at this moment, and he even suspected that if he disagreed, the straight line would immediately droop into a downward arc.

He couldn't stand it after thinking about it, and immediately picked up a fairway: "Okay, if you want to learn, I will teach you."

Lin Xiaoman nodded.

"You haven't touched the ball before, and you don't understand the nature of the ball. It's better to start learning by dribbling on the spot. Spread your five fingers, leave your palm empty, and use your fingers to hit the ball with force, like this." Yi Mingze gave a demonstration, Then he signaled Lin Xiaoman to come with him, completely forgetting why he came back to the basketball court.

After Lin Xiaoman got started, Yi Mingze watched from the side, correcting his little problems in time, his tone and attitude were even gentler than those who teach basketball classes.

However, shooting the ball is too boring. In Lin Xiaoman's impression, Yi Mingze's game is not like this, but a lightning-fast pass, and then a majestic layup.

"How long will I have to shoot like this?" Lin Xiaoman lost his focus as soon as he lost the ball.

Yi Mingze caught the ball and handed it back, "When you no longer rely entirely on the ball's bouncing power, you will find the feel of the ball."

Lin Xiaoman held the ball, raised his eyes and said, "I don't want to learn how to dribble anymore, teach me how to shoot."

"Okay then, let's shoot first." Yi Mingze sighed helplessly, thinking that as long as Lin Xiaoman was happy, he began to teach Lin Xiaoman the basic movements of shooting.

Lin Xiaoman has an excellent memory, and he memorized all the essentials in one go. However, when he threw it, the ball seemed to have grown wings, and it deviated from the direction as soon as it flew out.

Twenty field goal attempts, one missed.

Lin Xiaoman's expression was obviously a little anxious, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and his movements became more and more vigorous, as if he was venting something, the ball hit the basketball hoop and made a loud noise, echoing constantly in the empty stadium.

This kind of life-and-death failure is actually not uncommon, but Yi Mingze can see that Lin Xiaoman's mind is not on basketball at all. However, since he promised Lin Xiaoman to teach him basketball, he can't go back on his word unless Lin Xiaoman He yelled to stop.

"What's going on, why can't I get in!" Lin Xiaoman panted and said hurriedly, not only his expression, but also his tone became anxious.

Yi Mingze had a stupid mouth and couldn't say anything advanced. He could only comfort Lin Xiaoman that this was normal, and then patiently dismantled the basic movements, adding some head-pointing skills, and he patiently demonstrated several times in slow motion.

"Do you understand? Why don't you come again..." Yi Mingze turned his head, but the words that followed were stuck in his throat.

At some point, Lin Xiaoman sat alone on the ground in the corner of the stadium, the headlights of the stadium shone on the side of his face, and his eye circles were red.

The 1.9-meter tall man was holding the ball and was at a loss for what to do. There were only three words left in his mind: it was terrible.