After extreme sports almighty, he became the actor CP

Qiu Yang and Qi Wan made an appointment to play at the Dingjia Club, which is a membership system, and ordinary people cannot enter.

Qi Wan took a taxi there, and when he arrived at the door, a waiter in a suit was already waiting for him: "Mr. Qiu is at the basketball court, please follow me."

The corners of Qi Wan's mouth curled up, wanting to laugh, but afraid of looking stupid, she took a photo every time she passed a reflective surface, just like a little fan going to a celebrity meeting.

The indoor basketball court is on the third floor. It is very large and can accommodate four official competition fields. Almost all eight basketball baskets are played. Qiu Yang is practicing casually under the outermost basketball hoop.

The sunlight casts beautiful shadows through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, and the picture overlaps with Qi Wan's middle school memories.

The tall handsome man of nearly two meters has the unique vigor of an athlete, and his temperament is better than that of many stars.

Seeing Qi Wan arrive from the corner of his eyes, Qiu Yang tucked the ball by his side and came over with a smile: "Xiao Qi is here."

Qi Wan's face was already stiff with laughter. He watched his idol approaching and called his name. Despite several days of mental training, he still felt like he was dreaming when he saw a real person smiling at him. He seemed to understand why the fans squatted. One day I was in a hurry to meet my idol.

The thumping of the little heart was superimposed with the sound of the basketball falling to the ground.

Qi Wan was so happy that he was at a loss for words, he blinked his hands and sent the gift up.

It was a very beautiful gift bag. The lady at the front desk packed it with care. It was a set of knee pads and wrist pads. Qiu Yang took it and took out a fresh frangipani flower from it and said with a smile: "Thank you, I like it very much."

Qi Wan's eyelashes drooped, Qiu Yang looked at the curly hair and felt that it should feel good in the hand, he said gently and heartily: "I heard you say you can't play, I will teach you something simple and take your time." .”

Qi Wan nodded, almost walking behind Qiu Yang.He felt dizzy for half the afternoon, as if sitting on a rainbow bubble, Qiu Yang taught him to be super patient in dribbling, not only would he not think he was stupid, but he would also be amused by his stupid moves.

"Xiao Qi, if you are good at other sports, how can you dribble a ball like it bites you with its long mouth hahaha." Qiu Yang wiped away the tears from laughing, and explained the essentials to Qi Wan again in an easy-to-understand manner.

The teacher spoke attentively, and Qi Wan listened attentively. No one noticed that there was an extra cleaning cart next to the seats on the basketball court.

And a sneaky cleaner huddled behind the cleaning cart.

Half an hour ago, a movie star wearing a mask and sunglasses appeared in the VVIP room of the Dingjia Club, and asked the manager inscrutably to dress him up as a cleaner and a trolley.

The manager's expression cracked in place.

Conscience of heaven and earth, who would have thought that the person collecting drink bottles at the stadium today would be the only son of the Shaw Group.

The hobbies of these rich people, I can't say.

Shao Zhihan was wearing an orange-yellow uniform that looked like a cleaning man and was sitting on a bench, with a cleaning cart in front of him, with brooms, mops and small rags on it.

The trolley is not high enough, the body needs to be slumped a little bit, and the neck has to be tilted a little bit, otherwise you can't see it.

Qiu Yang is carefully teaching Qi Wan how to shoot.

"The left hand is used to assist in positioning, and the right hand is the key. Yes, the palms of the upper arms and forearms are at a [-]-degree angle to each other. That's great. Use your strength to throw!"

Bang!

The ball hit the backboard hard and passed the basket. Qi Wan licked his lower lip in embarrassment. This was the fifth time he had failed. Even a small fly ten meters away could aim at it.

Qiu Yang was not bothered, he even ran to the basket to pick up the ball and threw it to Qi Wan himself, and then ran back with long legs: "I found out, you are pushing the ball in the wrong place, don't use your palm to push the ball, use your fingers."

Qiu Yang still let Qi Wan hold the ball with his right hand, and then he put his hand on Qi Wan's hand to adjust: "Finger softer, um, open it a little, and feel the curvature and gap."

Snapped.

After being patted on the shoulder, Qiu Yang turned his head to look, but there was nothing, only a drink bottle beside his feet was still swishing around.

The Coke inside looked like it was going to explode.

He glanced at the basketball court. There were two groups of young people playing, a young couple practicing, and a father teaching with a child. There was no one else.

Qi Wan asked: "What's wrong, Brother Qiu Yang?"

Qiu Yang waved his hand: "It's okay, I don't know which brat is making trouble."

On the other side of the field, Xiao Douding, who was only as tall as his father's waist, tugged at the adult's hand: "Dad, why is that man hitting someone with a bottle and hiding behind the garbage truck?"

The father also felt that the quality of the staff was a problem, and he was about to go up and talk about the situation, but he just took two steps, and the pair of sky-high priced color-matched limited-edition shoes from the Nike Dunk SB series under the orange uniform stopped him .

The uncle smiled playfully and didn't want to worry about it. The child was still curious. He rubbed his son's head and said, "This one is similar to the boys in your class who like to grab little girls' homework."

Qi Wan was practicing seriously, and he was already familiar with the basic moves and rules. The boys playing next to him seemed to know Qiu Yang, and one of them, a tough young man with a big mole on his face, came over to say hello.

The big mole was as big as a mountain, he looked down at Qi Wan and said with some sourness and disbelief: "Brother Yang, I usually say that I am very busy when I make appointments with you, but today I am teaching a newcomer."

Qiu Yang replied brightly: "It just so happens that you are free today, do you want to change people, let Xiao Qi go up and try."

Qi Wan hugged the ball tightly in surprise: "Qiu, brother Qiu Yang, I won't go up to hold people back."

Big Mole raised his eyebrows: "It's okay, we were playing around anyway."

Qiu Yang encouraged Qi Wan and said: "In the future, you will have plenty of time to practice alone, seize the opportunity to fight against it, and you will gain new experience in many movements."

He patted the big mole on the shoulder again and said, "Take it easy."

The big mole agreed with all his mouth, turned around and smiled maliciously.

At the beginning of the game, Qi Wan's movements were obviously rougher than others, not to mention his coordination, and he played soy sauce on the outside. The advantage was that he didn't have to rush under the backboard and be abused by a group of big tanks.

His teammates thought he was too embarrassed, so they kindly gave him a ball. Qi Wan was standing at the three-point line, and the opponent didn't even think about defending him, but maybe even God wanted to encourage the young man. Qi Wan's beautiful arc shot actually scored Three points!

The teammate whistled instantly: "Awesome!"

Qi Wan turned her head to look at Qiu Yang, and shouted happily, "Brother Qiu Yang!"

It was especially like pulling Shao Zhihan to say that Feng Huan recognized him.

With a smile on his face, Qiu Yang gave Qi Wan a thumbs up.

Qi Wan happily wanted to take off on the spot, and he began to take the initiative to blend in with his teammates.

"This way!"

Another ball was passed into Qi Wan's hands, he aimed at the basket and hopped vigorously, flicking the ball out from the highest point in the air.

The basketball spun and flew towards the hoop, and Qi Wan also fell to the ground at the same time.

Everyone stared at the basket, only Qiu Yang frowned.

"Ok!"

Qi Wan groaned and fell to the ground.

Just now, when he was about to fall to the ground, Qi Wan stepped on something and sprained his foot.

Qi Wan, who was just getting started, didn't know that there is a kind of flamboyant operation called stepping, so he just thought that he accidentally stepped on someone else's foot, and even raised his head to apologize to the big mole that was stepped on.

But Qiu Yang could see clearly that when Qi Wan was shooting the ball, the big mole didn't need to take a step closer to Qi Wan no matter what strategy he had, and his feet just happened to stop at the position where Qi Wan was going to land.

The sneakers are strong, and a step on a toe will not affect it, but the consequences of sprained feet depend entirely on luck, which can be big or small. It is not uncommon for many outstanding players to miss a season because of direct injuries caused by stepping on their feet.

The big mole responded to Qi Wan's apology, and pretended to help him, but Qiu Yang had already gone over to lift Qi Wan up and helped him to the bench next to him.

Qi Wan not only twisted his foot, but also scratched his knee on the ground. The basketball court has a medical kit specially prepared for it. Qiu Yang took it and squatted on the ground to rub iodine on Qi Wan's knee.

The idol not only provides education and meetings, but also after-sales maintenance. Qi Wan was very embarrassed. He unscrewed a bottle of water and handed it to Qiu Yang, saying gratefully, "Brother Qiu Yang, thank you."

The little face that just finished exercising was pink, and there was a smile in his eyes. Shao Zhihan was dazzled by the look, and felt that there was no difference between this fucking and the way he looked at himself.

The cleaning car creaked, and the orange figure behind the car turned and left.

Seeing Qiu Yang turning his head to the side, Qi Wan was stunned, and asked, "Brother Qiu Yang, what are you looking at?"

Qiu Yang frowned thinking about the orange back that he only caught a glimpse of just now: "I seem to see the back of an acquaintance, it's okay, I must have misread it."

He always felt that figure was a little familiar, but he just couldn't remember who it was.

It's no wonder that Qiu Yang has bad eyesight, after all, no one can associate Shao Yingdi, who doesn't touch Yang Chunshui, with the cleaning staff who pushes the cart.

Qiu Yang's movement of rubbing the medicine was very light and skillful, which reminded Qi Wan of Shao Zhihan, but Shao Zhihan had a straight face, but Qiu Yang was gentle.

Besides, he also felt that there was something different, but after thinking about it, he couldn't figure it out, probably because Shao Zhihan was more handicapped, and when he gave him medicine, he always pinched his calf like rubbing a cat's neck.

Qiu Yang asked him to move his ankle, and after the examination, he told him: "The injury is not serious, but it's best to rest for the next two days, and I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

Qi Wan: "No, no, I'll invite Brother Qiu Yang if you want to."

Qiu Yang smiled: "I taught you how to play and you were injured, so you just listen to me. Is there anything you want to eat?"

Qi Wan licked her lips, that would be... too much!

The two discussed it and took a shower in the club and changed their clothes to prepare for dinner. When they passed by the lobby, they heard someone yelling.

Listen carefully, it is still a little familiar, it is the voice of the big mole.

The big mole with a bruised nose and a swollen face was tugging on the manager's sleeve and yelling, "I don't care! You put me on surveillance, and I'll fucking find that grandson! If you dare to lay hands on me, I'll kill him!"

The author has something to say:

Shao Yingdi, how old is he?

mua~