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Han Fu raised the ruler, and Shen Song closed his eyes. This was the first time he used such a method to surrender to a person, but the pain he imagined did not come.Han Fu said, "Could it be—won't you ask me why I beat you?"

Shen Song didn't speak for a while, and then said after a long time, "Don't ask. The coach naturally has your reasons."

Han Fu put away the ruler, "Turn around."

Shen Song turned around and looked at Han Fu.

Han Fu met his eyes, "You imply that you are not wrong?"

Shen Song's voice is very soft, but very convincing. He has always been someone who can be trusted unconsciously, "Maybe it is really wrong, but I can't think of it."

Han Fu nodded slightly.

Shen Song clenched his fists, "If it's because of the results this morning, Shen Song apologizes to the coach."

Han Fu looked at him, "Oh?"

"Shen Song, as the captain, should be a role model for the whole team. Even though I have tried my best, I still shouldn't lose to Junior Brother Yin."

Han Fu tapped his right leg with a ruler, "You deserve the punishment!"

"Yes." Shen Song twitched his eyebrows, it really hurt.I don't know if it was because he had never been beaten before or because the red sandalwood was very heavy, but this blow was too ruthless.

Han Fu looked at him, "Until now, you don't know why I punished you."

"It's Shen Song's fault." His tone was very upright, without grievance or dissatisfaction.

Han Fu waved his hand to ask him to turn around, Shen Song sat down on the table again, recalling the posture that Han Fu posed for him just now, even the position of his toes remained the same.

Han Fu said, "A Song, the only thing wrong with you is that you are too strict with yourself."

Shen Song did not argue.He has always been prudent, even if the elders say something wrong, he just writes it down silently, and will not contradict at will.

Han Fu said, "I know you are not convinced. However, correctly measuring one's ability is an indispensable quality for a leader. To put it more simply, it is—"

Han Fu lifted the ruler.

The first heavy blow hit Shen Song's buttocks.

Shen Song didn't expect the pain at all, his arms were obviously supported very stably, but his legs still bent forward because of the unbearable pain.

Han Fu's ruler runs across the buttocks.

He was silent for a few seconds, a swollen mark stretched across Shen Song's wheat-colored healthy skin.

"Don't aim too high," Han Fu said.

Shen Song bit his lip.

Han Fu's strict ruler only made him bend his legs once, but a simple sentence made him bite his lower lip to bleed out.

"Crack!" With an even heavier blow, it hit his buttocks directly.

Shen Song held on this time and did not move.

Han Fu reprimanded, "Do you know why I hit Yue Yuan on the back but punched your ass?"

Shen Song shook his head.

"Yueyuan is self-willed and doesn't listen to teaching. Every time I make a move, I want him to remember the pain completely. But you are more childish than him." Han Fu said.

Shen Song seemed to want to say something, but finally did not speak.

Han Fu said, "I know you are wronged. Calm, resolute, and general-like, this is you in the eyes of others, and also in your consciousness. You have probably never been called childish. But today, Xiaohong from the next door test I got 98 tomorrow and I have to take the [-] exam, this is not childish or anything!"

Shen Song stopped talking.

Han Fu poked the scar on his buttocks with a ruler, "You are stronger than Yue Yuan, and you can bear more. Yue Yuan wants to coax you, he thinks, the back of the whip makes him look like an adult. If I slap his ass one day , he must not be able to figure it out."

Shen Song did not deny it.

Han Fu said, "But what about you? Do you think being spanked is more childish than being whipped?"

"No." Shen Song said.

"Speak up!" Han Fu scolded.

"No!" He said from the bottom of his heart.Although it seems that in the consciousness of ordinary people, those who get spanked are children, but to bear the mistakes they made, there is no need to stick to where the pain is.What's more, with the small-leaf red sandalwood's ruler, the standard corporal punishment posture, and the education full of rituals, no one will think that this is teasing children.

"Perfection is not bad. Even, the captain system of Z University amplifies this perfectionism. Because you are stronger than others, you should be stronger than others." Han Fu said, "But have you ever thought about why you have to compare yourself with others?" ?”

Shen Song lowered his head.

Han Fu asked him, "Got it?"

Shen Song's voice was firm, "Shen Song understands the coach's reasoning. But, as the captain, if I'm not as skilled as others, how can I convince the crowd?"

"Crack!" Han Fu patted down with a foot, and Shen Song's eyebrows were knit together in pain.

Han Fu said, "Yin Shuo knows how to do light work, and he can sweep several feet. He jumps 28 meters across the basketball court, can you do it?"

Shen Song bit his lip hard.

"Don't bite your lips!" Han Fu said again.

"Yes." Shen Song replied.

"This is the first time I've asked anyone not to bite their lips. I understand that you have to find an outlet for your pride, but don't do it at the cost of hurting your own body, especially if the hurt is to divert another kind of pain. .” Han Fu was very serious.

"Yes." Shen Song agreed, licking the blood off his lips.

"Be yourself. Give yourself a practical goal, and don't just want to be number one forever. Jordan didn't have a record of 90 points in a single game, but it didn't prevent him from becoming the greatest player in the 90s. Even removing the [-]s Not bad." Han Fu concluded.

"The captain handed over the team to me, and I have the responsibility to defend the honor of Z University." Shen Song said.

Han Fu nodded.This time the response was no longer a single yes, it seemed that the child was already a little dependent on himself.

"Many people say that basketball belongs to five people. Qiao Xixi, a business legend and the most famous fancier in the basketball world, said that basketball belongs to seven people. I said that basketball belongs to everyone. Z Big Basketball Club, you are very important A part of it, but it's only a part." Han Fu said word by word.

Shen Song was silent.

Han Fu poked the bruise on his buttocks with a ruler, "What is a team? A team is not about punishing players for a hundred push-ups and you punishing them for two hundred. They, take your responsibility of honor together. I have seen your tape. When the team is most difficult, you are always the first to stand up. Everyone respects you and trusts you. But Ah Song, have you Have you thought about giving them the same appreciation and expectations?"

Shen Song was stunned.

Han Fu said slowly, "Last year's penultimate game, 2.4 seconds, 116 to 118."

"I'm sorry!" Shen Song said harshly.

In the CUBA quarter-finals in 2010, in the last [-] seconds, the opponent led Z by two points.The basketball is in Shen Song's hands. As long as he scores a goal, the game can be dragged into overtime. However, the time is too tight and his heart is too big. He took the ball at halftime and shot it immediately. He missed a three-pointer, and Z University also lost the chance to advance. Chance.This has always been a hidden pain in his heart. After that game, he trained like crazy, and even the most respected former captain could not pull him out of the vortex of frustration and self-blame.

"Snapped!"

A ruler slapped Shen Song's buttocks fiercely, and Han Fu scolded, "I'm sorry! I hate these three words the most, because they are worthless!"

Shen Song grabbed the edge of the table hard.

Han Fu continued, "A friendly match on March 2010, 3. University Z vs. University A. At 5 seconds before half-time, you scored a small Hot Wheels and scored a half-time victory over University A by one point. But I want to ask you, Ah Song, since He Tianbiao is in a better position than you, you may strain your left shoulder if you fight hard, what are you buckling for!"

"Coach—" Shen Song was too surprised.For that game, the coach obviously hadn't come to Z University yet.What's more, I didn't mention it to anyone at all. At that time, my shoulder hurt from the shock, and I endured a game. I even kept it from Yue Yuan. How did the coach know.

Han Fu didn't seem to understand his question, "I know, you have always had a goal, He Xu, who was selected to the national team in his sophomore year. I also know that many media now say that you are He Xu's successor."

"Ah Song didn't." His tone was still as calm as usual, but there was obviously some coquettishness in his tone that he didn't realize.

Han Fu smiled, "You want to surpass him, you have such an ambition, but, I have to say——" Han Fu's voice became serious, "You don't have this ability yet. If you can't learn it in a day Will respect your teammates, you will not be able to reach such heights for a second!"

Han Fu's words were too harsh, Shen Song buried his head deeply.He began to feel that it was right to accept the coach's admonition, even if it was so harsh, it was totally worth it.

Han Fu let out a long breath, "Today, what I want to talk about is these two points. I hope you will think carefully after you go back."

"Yes." Shen Song's answer was straightforward.

"Ten strokes of the board." Han Fu's tone was too light.

Shen Song was stunned.

"Ten strokes of the board. At six o'clock tomorrow morning, go to the team to train with the group of people who were late today." Han Fu repeated.

"Yes." Shen Song's attitude was very correct.

Han Fu held the ruler and stood beside him, "I won't show mercy. Yue Yuan or Xiao Shuo, I allow them to cry out when they feel pain. Here you are, bear the pain yourself."

"Yes." Even if it was a more stringent request, Shen Song felt a sense of vanity being satisfied in his heart.

"I repeat: don't bite your lips. Get rid of this bad habit! From now on, find out once, ten boards, second time, twenty, third time, forty. The mouth is bitten bloody , what a problem!" Han Fu said.

"Yes. Ah Song won't do it anymore." Shen Song agreed in a low voice.

Han Fu nodded slightly.

The first time.

The solid red sandalwood leaves cover the young man's tight buttocks.

"One!" Shen Song counted by himself.He can't shout, can't bear it, so he can only vent it like this.

The second time.

Following the traces of the first stroke, a finger-wide purlin appeared where the board marks overlapped.

The third time.

Continue to follow the marks of the first two strokes.The board Han Fu chose was longer than a normal ruler, and he whipped it straight through his buttocks.

The boy's beautiful wheat-colored skin was branded with marks, which were a little more stoic than ordinary red marks.

For the fourth time.

Shen Song's sweat dripped down the tip of his hair.His fingers were digging hard at the edge of the table, and the sound of his nails scratching the sawdust was very clear.

Fifth time.

The board marks covered the entire buttocks.

Shen Song's eyebrows frowned even tighter, and cold sweat flowed into his eyes.

The sixth stroke of the ruler was extremely cruel.Without the slightest hesitation, Han Fu landed heavily on the fifth scar that had just swelled up.

"Ugh!" Shen Song groaned in pain, but immediately apologized, "I'm sorry. Ah Song is willing to punish you."

Han Fu said, "Why should I punish you?"

Shen Song didn't know how to answer, and waited for the seventh time.

The seventh stroke is still overlapping the fifth stroke.It hurts, it really hurts.He was about to bite his lip, but immediately realized that it was wrong, but unfortunately, the pain was too fast, and he was too used to the reaction.

Han Fu said lightly, "I'm sorry. There are still thirteen blows."

"Yes." It was the first time, Shen Song felt scared.His heart was beating so fast that he had never felt such a heartbeat when he was suddenly pushed down from the sand hill when he went sandboarding in the sand lake.

The coach's board is too heavy, and he really doesn't know if he can survive the additional ten blows.

The ruler continues.

Shen Song's sweat drooped on the tip of his hair, and when he lowered his head, it fell to the ground again.He had never received such a severe beating in his life, and he had begged for this beating himself.

"Nine!" Shen Song suppressed the moan in his throat.

"Ten." Shen Song felt that he was going to collapse.

"Put on your pants and go to the corner to rest for a while," Han Fu ordered.

Shen Song raised his eyes, his eyes hurt with sweat, "Report to the coach, there are still ten blows."

Han Fu pointed to the corner of the wall with a ruler, "Three ten minutes of military posture may not be comfortable, but compared to the next ten strokes, I think it is a preferential treatment."

"Yes." Shen Song frowned fiercely and pulled up his pants. When he pulled up his underwear, the wound on his buttocks was extremely painful.Fortunately, the shorts were still loose, so he fastened them carefully and bowed deeply to Han Fu.

Han Fu looked calm, watching him take the first step cautiously.

Shen Song's back was still straight, and his legs were still straight, but Han Fu could clearly see that strands of sweat were flowing down his hair roots, slipping across his neck, soaking the blue and white jersey into strips. Transparent traces.

Shen Song stood silently in the corner, using the most standard military posture in his memory, with his head upright, neck straight, legs close together, his hands pressed against the seams of his trousers, the injuries behind him were tormenting his body unscrupulously because of his too strict self-discipline On his legs, he could even feel the bruises on his hips and legs scrambling to form lumps.He lightly licked his chapped lips. The snow-white wall was like a blank book of repentance. He was worried about Li Yueyuan who was about to enter the door, and he was also a little cautious. After all, what would Yueyuan see himself now? Sample.

Li Yueyuan entered the door after Han Fu, and as soon as he entered, he rushed to Shen Song's side, "Ah Song!"

Han Fu said lightly, "It's nothing. It's just my family law."

"His clothes are all wet!" Li Yueyuan said.

Han Fu's voice was extraordinarily cold, "Let's solve your problem first."

Li Yueyuan rolled his elbow and took off his jersey and threw it on the table, "I'll let you play. But, I, I want to see Ah Song's injury first." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the ruler on the table, and Li Yueyuan picked it up , "So thick, Coach, are you crazy?"

"Yueyuan!" Han Fu didn't speak, and Shen Song, who was standing on the side as punishment, stopped him first.

Li Yueyuan lifted Shen Song's jersey at once, "Show me! It's so thick that you'll be killed!" Shen Song didn't guard, and his arm didn't hold down the clothes. Li Yueyuan checked carefully, but didn't see the imagined scars, and was stunned.

Shen Song said, "Leave me alone, and admit your mistakes to the coach first."

Li Yueyuan looked at Han Fu, "Where did you hit him?"

Han Fu didn't speak.

"Wow!" Li Yueyuan roared out.

Han Fu glanced at him, "What do you think?"

Li Yueyuan didn't understand, "Where?" He held Shen Song's arm, "Where? Ah Song, where?" He asked while lifting Shen Song's clothes.

Shen Song lowered his head, "Behind."

"What's behind?" Li Yueyuan still didn't react.

Shen Song said softly, "Behind. It's—" Even though he was mentally prepared and accepted it completely, he was still a little embarrassed, "Behind."

Li Yueyuan was stunned, and he was stunned for a long time before he said, "Behind? He, he spanked your ass?"

Shen Song nodded.

Li Yueyuan jumped up and rushed towards Han Fu, punching him, "You fucking spanked him!"

Han Fu held Li Yueyuan's wrist, "Say it again."

Li Yueyuan's face turned pale instantly.

Shen Song pleaded, "Coach—"

Han Fu just looked at Li Yueyuan, "Say it again."

Li Yueyuan felt that his arms were also weak, "I, I——I! No matter what, you can't spank Ah Song's ass."

Han Fu let go of Li Yueyuan's wrist, "Don't you understand me?"

Li Yueyuan lowered his head, "Sorry, I was wrong."

Han Fu's voice was very firm, "I ask you to say it again!"