How to Lead a Talented Team

A taxi drove into the Zhendong intersection, and the dust kicked up by the wheels was flying all over the sky, rendering this scene full of graininess in the pink-purple evening.

The driver stopped the car, and it was vaguely visible that the passenger sitting in the co-driver took out a few red bills and waved his hand to the driver. Soon, the driver got out of the car and graciously lifted the suitcase from the trunk.

There was no business at the roadside fruit stand. The stall owner stared blankly at the taxi until the owner of the suitcase got out of the car. The stall owner was startled, and his eyes suddenly became focused.

The young man was extremely eye-catching, his brows and eyes were clear and lively, and his overly fair skin even made him a little transparent in the setting sun.

After the boy took the suitcase and walked along Zhendong Road, more people came out for activities in the evening, and the townspeople on foot, on bicycles, and on motorcycles all looked sideways at the boy.

He Yuzheng was sweating a little on his forehead. He walked for almost 10 minutes before he saw an old road sign on a side road that said "Tingdong Road". There is a large open space behind the building, some of which are covered with weeds, and some of which are planted by the townspeople. With the evening wind, the humid air mixed with the smell of plants and soil hits the face.

"You fart! My grandpa's eyes are bad and your eyes are bad too?!" The voice arrived with the evening wind, and He Yuzheng looked towards the source of the sound.

It was a very small canteen, and there was a girl wearing a camisole and shorts standing at the entrance of the canteen. The girl was a middle school student, she was holding something in her hand, and she was arguing with someone with her face flushed.

"I just misunderstood it. Can I just change it for you? What's the noise?" A hoarse female voice sounded, and He Yuzheng approached, and there was a middle-aged woman with a bloated body and yellow hair standing in the canteen.

"Last time you gave him a fucking rotten egg, this time it was a sausage that was half bitten by a mouse, aren't you afraid of retribution?!" The girl scolded fiercely. It seems to be used to this scene.

He Yuzheng could see clearly that the girl was holding half a sausage that was still packaged. The shape and the shriveled half of the sausage package really didn't look like someone bitten it off.He Yuzheng glanced at the middle-aged woman, and silently murmured, "Unscrupulous businessmen", he will never come here to buy things in the future.

He Yuzheng didn't watch the excitement for too long, and continued to walk towards his destination. After walking for less than 3 minutes, he arrived at No. 8 Tingdong Road.

This building is different from other buildings on this road. Other buildings are single-family and single-family, with a maximum of two rooms in each building. A family lives.

"Is Jiang Fang's house here?" He Yuzheng asked a middle-aged man who was repairing a bicycle at the door. The man didn't look up, and pointed to the second floor: "Upstairs."

The stairs of this building are open for public use. He Yuzheng carried his suitcase and took a few steps to rest for a minute. He took almost 1 minutes to go up to the second floor.

The corridor on the second floor is open-air like the first floor, but there is no one in the corridor, and the doors of every house are tightly closed. He Yuzheng can only stand at the stairs, leaning on the balcony, waiting boredly.

Soon there were footsteps on the stairs, quick and menacing.He Yuzheng quickly stood up straight, looking expectantly at the dark corner of the stairs.

The girl who came up lowered her head and took two or three steps, almost jumping up. She was holding the booty she had just quarreled with the black-hearted woman in the canteen - a large bag of ham sausage. When she reached the second floor, she looked up and saw A person standing at the stairs was also taken aback.

"Who are you?" The girl looked at He Yuzheng defensively, and sized him up and down twice.

"Hi, my name is He Yuzheng, and I'm here to find Jiang Fang, do you know him?" He Yuzheng looked at the girl friendly, even with a smile on his lips.

"Why are you looking for him? He knows you?" The girl narrowed her big eyes, her expression was more defensive than before, and she didn't like He Yuzheng at all.

"He doesn't know me. I'm here... I have something to do with him. Do you know where he lives?"

"I don't know." After speaking, the girl raised her legs and left, walked to the door of the third room, took out the key from the pocket of her shorts, and turned her head to give He Yuzheng a hostile look when she opened the door.

Weird, He Yuzheng muttered silently.

After more than half an hour, there was another sound on the stairs, but the footsteps were very light. It should not be Jiang Fang. The man walked past the corner of the stairs with his head down. It was a little boy with a big schoolbag, probably a primary school student.

"Little classmate." The boy was a few steps away from the platform on the second floor, and He Yuzheng couldn't wait to call him. The boy raised his head, and He Yuzheng was taken aback. The people here... all look pretty Looks good, that girl just now is, and now this little boy is too.

"Hello, do you know which family Jiang Fang lives in?" He Yuzheng smiled brightly again, the boy looked at him silently, stopped walking, and frowned.

"Are you looking for Jiang Fang?" The boy's crisp childish voice seemed very serious.

"Well... yes, I have something to do with him..." Not only are they all good-looking, but they are also very defensive.

"What's the matter?" The boy looked at He Yuzheng intently.

"A little... private matter, do you know which room he lives in?"

"I don't know." The boy carried a heavy schoolbag, walked into the corridor without looking back, stood outside the third room and knocked on the door: "I'm back."

Soon, the door opened, and the little boy walked in, without staring at He Yuzheng like the girl just now.He Yuzheng lay back on the balcony again, and people passed by downstairs from time to time. He Yuzheng was already getting sleepy, but Jiang Fang hadn't appeared yet.

There are several mountains outside Huaishan Town. After dark, the wind on the mountains flows downward. In early autumn, He Yuzheng, who has been running around for a day, feels a little cold. He plans to come back tomorrow. He Yuzheng stares at the big suitcase he has finally brought up. , sighed, and had to carry it down again.

There seemed to be no lights on the public stairs, so He Yuzheng could only move the suitcases down from floor to floor in the dark, and finally moved to the corner. It was illuminated, the wattage of the tungsten filament bulb was small, but it was enough for He Yuzheng to see clearly the steps... and the people walking up.

The sudden lights and the person suddenly appeared in front of him made He Yuzheng covered in cold sweat, his legs were weak, and he lost his language function for several seconds. Scared, he didn't even slow down, as if He Yuzheng was transparent.

"Jiang Fang." He Yuzheng finally opened his mouth, his voice was very small, but it was enough to be heard in the quiet corridor.

He Yuzheng raised his head and looked at the shirtless boy with blue shoulders and blood at the corner of his mouth who had almost reached the second floor.

The boy turned his head and looked at He Yuzheng without speaking, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

"Jiang Fang." He Yuzheng yelled again, as if to embolden himself, he didn't even put his suitcase on, and trotted two steps to Jiang Fang: "You...I'm He Yuzheng..." The social skills and eloquence that He Yuzheng was so proud of were all frightened away by that moment just now, and he stumbled when he spoke, feeling embarrassed and cramped.

The boy blinked, then turned and went upstairs without looking back.

"Hey, don't go..." He Yuzheng hurriedly followed, and saw that Jiang Fang had already walked to the door of the third room, and took out the key to open the door...Co-author...It's a family ... He Yuzheng stood blankly at the end of the corridor, Jiang Fang entered the door, warm yellow light diffused from the room, the door was closed soon, and the balcony turned into cold blue-black again.

The second when the balcony was dark, He Yuzheng suddenly recalled the way Jiang Fang passed by him just now: Jiang Fang has broad shoulders, and his wheat-colored body has clear muscle texture. The thin muscles are natural enough to catch the eye; then there is the stature, if you take yourself as a reference, Jiang Fang is about 1.8 meters four; the last is the appearance, I don’t know if it brings some illusion of atmosphere, anyway, in the dim and narrow corridor, He Yuzheng thinks that Jiang Fang, who is full of scars, is the most handsome peer he has ever seen in his life.

He Yuzheng stood in the corridor for a while, hesitantly took two steps forward, he planned to knock on the door, at least to clarify who he was and why he came.There was some warm light from the window of the third room, but most of the place was blocked by cardboard. He Yuzheng couldn't see the scene inside through the window. He stood in front of the door, took a deep breath, and stretched out his hand. .

"Click", the door opened from the inside.

"Brother, it's him! I'll be here waiting for you at five o'clock, and you don't say anything, not like a good person!" The girl's voice sounded in the room, and He Yuzheng looked innocently at Jiang Fang standing in front of him: "I... I'm here to play football with you, I'm a good guy."

The buzzing noise in the room suddenly disappeared. Jiang Fang stared at He Yuzheng with his pupils as deep as the sea. Two seconds later he spoke in a low and indifferent voice: "Excuse me."

He Yuzheng took a step back because he didn't understand, and then he saw Jiang Fang was carrying a bag of garbage in his hand, Jiang Fang was carrying the garbage downstairs, He Yuzheng hit a wall again, he was very disappointed, Master Xiaohe always responded to every call Rain is rain, when have you been ignored like this?

He Yuzheng raised his eyes, and he had a clear view of the room. The little boy was lying on the side doing his homework, the girl was cleaning up the dishes on the low table, and there was an old man reading a newspaper sitting in the corner of the room.

"Is Jiang Fang still playing football?" He Yuzheng suddenly yelled into the room, with a sense of nonsense. Except for the old man, little boys and girls all looked over, but none of them opened their mouths. It seemed that the topic of "playing football" This family's taboo, even the always fierce girl just gave He Yuzheng a glare this time.

"Stop kicking." Jiang Fang, who came back from throwing out the trash, calmly answered He Yuzheng's question. He Yuzheng raised his head slightly, but Jiang Fang didn't meet his eyes, and went straight into the room.

The door was closed again, and the corridor was dark, He Yuzheng stood silently, maybe he was stunned by the blow that day, or maybe he was thinking of a new way; after a while, the sound of other residents going upstairs came from the stairwell : "Whose thing! Why put it on the stairs to block the way!"

Only then did He Yuzheng come to his senses, and hurried to carry his suitcase.