you have to talk to me

In the final on the morning of the 6th, Hong Zhong faced the vocational high school again.

Of the three losing teams yesterday, Vocational High School scored the highest total score. Not only did they come back to life, they also defeated Chengze Middle School in the rematch and entered the final.When these two old enemies faced each other on both sides of the block again, everyone wanted to swear.

The difficult experience of winning yesterday is still in sight, and today there will be another experience of such an uncertain fate, and there are quite a few complaints in the team.This is no longer just one person's bad luck, it takes a group of people to have such big bad luck.After discussion, everyone voted unanimously. This is the result of Zhang Jiarui's bad luck and the phenomenon of human-to-human transmission. The mascot was once reduced to a mourning star.

Zhang Jiarui came to his Meng brother with a sad face: "Meng brother, you are the best, only you don't dislike me."

"I despise you, can you stay away from me?"

"How could you treat me like this, reckless and abandoning, heartless, huh..." He said and hugged Feng Jimeng's arm.

Feng Jimeng was not moved at all, but because he was in a happy mood, he didn't push Zhang Jiarui away.

After playing yesterday, he complained that Yang Fan was late, but today he rushed early, and now he sat down in the middle of the front row, and Feng Jimeng could see him when he raised his eyes.

"Let's follow yesterday's strategy. I will block the 1.9-meter ball path. You try to touch the ball. As long as you catch it, the captain will work hard to save the ball."

"Brother Meng, why are you so calm? The look in your eyes at 1.9 meters is frighteningly frightening. Didn't you see that?"

Yesterday Feng Jimeng kept staring at the opponent. No matter what ball he played, Feng Jimeng would keep up with him, either blocking his path or touching the ball, and he didn't give the opponent's main attacker a refreshing smash.After a few rounds, as expected, the opponent started to get anxious and lost his position.

After losing a few balls, the opponent also focused on Feng Jimeng, and even dunked a powerball on him without hesitating to lose points. It is estimated that those two hits hurt Feng Jimeng quite a bit.But Feng Jimeng has always responded calmly, and did not lose control because of the opponent's provocation, which made the opponent even more aggrieved.After a few games, the vocational high school team almost regarded Feng Jimeng as a thorn in their side.

"I won yesterday, and I will win today, don't worry." Feng Jimeng said lightly, patted Zhang Jiarui on the shoulder, took two steps away and stood in the established position.

Zhang Jiarui was shocked.Before, in order to ease the tension, I was joking with my teammates all the way.But even after laughing with everyone, it didn't calm him down just now when Feng Jimeng patted him on the shoulder.For some reason, he felt that that tone and demeanor were indeed full of convincing power.

Sure enough, his cute brother is different from others.

Zhang Jiarui thought silently, and when he looked up, he saw Yang Fan directly opposite him.Yang Fan also saw him, smiled and waved to him, put his hands around his mouth and called Hong Zhong to come on.

He finally understands why Brother Meng is different from others, what he fucking possesses is the power of love.

In the first game, everyone played conservatively and the score was tight.When the opponent's coach asked the game to be suspended, Feng Jimeng glanced at Yang Fan's position, but there was no one there.Soon the game continued, and he didn't think much about it, and rejoined the game.

At this time, Yang Fan was sitting at the back of the auditorium near the door. This condescending position made it easier to see the audience clearly, but he didn't come here to watch the game more carefully.He took out the cigarette case and smoked a cigarette, then passed the case to Xu Youlin who was next to him, but he pushed it back.

"I'm quit now."

Yang Fan bit the cigarette holder, tilted his head to hold the flame of the lighter: "Is that so, the way of life is so healthy now?"

"Well, the weather in the north is dry, and the pharyngitis was very serious for a while. The doctor suggested not to smoke, and then I quit." Xu Youlin glanced at Yang Fan who was puffing, "Smoking was not a good habit."

Yang Fan put the hand holding the cigarette on the back of the plastic chair, let the smoke drift to a place where no one was behind him, and lit the ash with his index finger: "It's not easy to quit smoking, you have always had more perseverance than me."

Xu Youlin glanced at Yang Fan's profile, then lowered his head again: "But I have always envied your lifestyle, you are a person with good instincts."

Seeing that Yang Fan didn't respond, Xu Youlin paused, and then said: "What kind of lifestyle a person chooses, he either uses reason to calculate what he has, what he can have, and what he can lose, or he doesn't calculate these things and follows his intuition. I used to think that the intellectuals would live a little happier, but I later found out that this is not the case.”

Yang Fan's eyes were on the sweating young man in the distance.Feng Jimeng raised his hand high, but he patted it lightly, cleverly turning a powerful smash into a tennis ball.The opponent who retreated in order to catch his spike did not have time to step forward. Hong Zhong scored, and his teammates ran over to hug Feng Jimeng shouting. In the first round, Hong Zhong won by a small margin. Say hello.

Yang Fan took a deep puff of cigarette: "It's not as mysterious as what you said, it's just blind."

"At least you don't regret your life, and there is nothing you can't fall asleep thinking about every night."

"Yang Fan, I regret it. When I was younger, those things that I thought were important to me were not that important in the end. In fact, I knew very early on that I had lost things that I couldn't lose, and what I was pursuing was not what I really wanted. Yes, but at that time he just didn’t want to admit it, no one has the courage to face his mistakes calmly, but after going around and around, regret will eventually make him admit it.”

"So I'm still back." Xu Youlin paused, then pursed his lips, "I won't leave in the future."

The second round started, and the game was still very stalemate. It was not easy for Hong Zhong to win the previous round, and it was even more difficult to score in this round.After playing so many games, the vocational high school has gradually figured out Hong Zhong's routines. After many somersaults, the 1.9-meter main attacker also put away his brute force and learned to be calm.

"Ning City has developed well in the past few years, and it will develop well when you come back."

"That's it, I've made all the preparations before I dare to stand in front of you again," Xu Youlin stretched out his hand to pull Yang Fan's hand on his knee, "Xiao Fan, we..."

Yang Fan bent down at the right time, smashed the cigarette butt on the concrete floor, avoided Xu Youlin's hand and stopped him from speaking.

"I haven't had time to say thank you to you. Whether it's studying in Hongzhong before, or going to Beijing to go to university later, and the series of events such as my grandmother's illness and death, I really appreciate you for helping me so much. .I……"

"You're welcome," Xu Youlin also interrupted Yang Fan with these three words, not letting him speak out, "I'm not here today to ask you for an answer, you can keep your thoughts first."

"I'm moving to a new house this Saturday. Yu Gang said that he will have a meal when he moves to his new house. Will you come then?"

Yang Fan had no choice but to swallow the rest of the sentence: "Okay."

"Congratulations, this is really settled."

"Well. The work has been done, and I will take up the post in the branch here in Ning City on the first of next month. It is the first time I have a one-month vacation after working for so many years. I am going to go out and have fun."

"That's also very good. You can drive on the western Sichuan line by yourself. The climate and temperature are also suitable now."

Xu Youlin looked at Yang Fan: "Do you want to be together? A lot of things have happened in your house recently, just go out to relax and change your mood?"

"I'll forget it, the store is busy."

"Since I have time to watch the football game, I should be able to find time to go out for a few days. I can fly back whenever I want."

"I still have some things to deal with at home, it's inconvenient to be too far away." Yang Fan said perfunctorily.

Xu Youlin had already mentioned this point, but Yang Fan didn't want to, so he didn't insist, and simply shut up.

The game lasted three rounds, and Hong Zhong narrowly won by a small margin.

After Jian Hang scored the last decisive goal, the team members rushed forward and lifted Jian Hang up.The teammates who were exhausted and unable to run just now regained the strength to lift their captain into the air.Zhang Jiarui was also thrown out. After this "purification ceremony", he changed from "Sangmen Star" back to "mascot".Following Zhang Jiarui was Feng Jimeng, Feng Jimeng had a cold face, as if he would beat anyone who dared to come.But the enthusiasm of the teammates who still couldn't stand the win was really high. He was thrown into the air expressionlessly.

After finishing the work, Feng Jimeng looked around for Yang Fan with his eyes, and finally saw him in the back row.Yang Fan pointed behind him, signaling to wait for him outside.

It has been sunny for several days in a row, and the temperature has risen steadily. The weather in early May already has the taste of summer.It was almost noon, and the concrete road of the school was scorched brightly by the sun, and the thin-soled slippers could feel the scorching temperature when stepping on them.Yang Fan found a shade tree and stood underneath waiting for Feng Jimeng.

The teenager was wearing a blue and white jersey and shorts, black knee pads and white socks, with hot sweat hanging from his temples, and ran towards him with a red face.The wind from the running blew up the hair on his forehead, and the hair showed a soft chestnut color in the sun.From a distance, Feng Jimeng pursed his lips and smiled at Yang Fan.

At that moment, the bright sunlight in early summer merged into a sharp arrow, hitting Yang Fan's heart with one blow, and the moment it stopped beating, there was an overstretched tension and pain.The sun passed through his chest, leaving a hot and bright hole that made him want to open his arms and hug the person in front of him tightly to fill it.

Yang Fan couldn't remember when he had such a violent heartbeat, it seemed that his passion and love that had been silent for a long time suddenly came alive.

Feng Jimeng stopped in front of Yang Fan out of breath: "Brother, we won."

Yang Fan stuck a bottle of iced Coke on Feng Jimeng's flushed cheeks.

"Well, I won, and I played well."

Feng Jimeng took the cold Coca-Cola sticker and put it on his forehead to cool down. Facing Yang Fan's compliment, he felt a little embarrassed.He smiled shyly and looked behind Yang Fan: "Where's Xu Youlin? I seem to have seen him just now."

"he's gone."

"Oh."

"The awards will be presented later, won't you accept the awards with your team?"

Yang Fan looked at Feng Jimeng with a smile on his face, and helped him smooth out the messy hair on his forehead that was rolled by the Coke bottle, and then pinched the wet strand of hair, reluctant to let it go.

"No, that would be silly. We're going to celebrate at night, with the prize money from the game, and they asked me to ask you to come with me."

"Okay." Yang Fan put his hands on Feng Jimeng's shoulders, and walked out with his arms around his shoulders, "Are you still busy?"

"Nothing."

"Then shall we have lunch together?"

"Well, I'm going to change clothes first, just wait for me."

"Go quickly."

After finishing speaking, Feng Jimeng ran away in a scorching sun.