Boyfriend For Hire

Neither Meng Yufan nor Xu Dong could convince anyone.

Meng Yufan felt that Xu Dong was a coward, and he was obviously using the wrong way to avoid problems, but he was so high-sounding.

However, Xu Dong felt that Meng Yufan could not speak while standing. He was from a wealthy family and could not understand why Xu Dong had to plan his future earlier.

The two good friends had a quarrel, almost tore their faces, and finally broke up unhappy.

The difference between them was soon discovered by other teammates in the team.

The two forwards, who were inseparable, are now training separately, and their daily practice is also different from each other. If they met in the locker room, there was no eye contact at all, let alone talking.

...

On this day, their team played against each other, and the coach, the old warrior, put them on the same team as usual.

As a result, the old warrior blew his whistle just ten minutes into the game.

"Stop, stop! Will you play ball? What do you think this tm is, does the little girl shoot the ball?" The old warrior stopped the group of young men with a cold face.

The old warrior is in his fifties this year, and his height is just over 1.85 meters. In that era of nutritional deficiencies, he was already a tall man. However, compared with the current basketball teenager who is two meters away, his height is not enough to look at. When teaching people, he still needs to raise his neck. But even so, no one in the team dared to underestimate him, and he was as honest as a quail in front of him.

"Meng Yufan, Xu Dong, get out!!" The old warrior named them both accurately.

The two of them could only stand out, Meng Yufan hung his head, while Xu Dong raised his head, looking upset.

"What's the matter with you? Since last week, you've been looking like your parents are dead. What's the matter? Did you lose the rubber band? Or whose baby was ruined by someone? Or else the shuttlecock was lost?" Sneered, "After five years of learning to pass and five years of tacit understanding, have you eaten it in the **** dog's stomach?"

The two of them are the big and small forwards in the team, so they should cooperate with each other. But Xu Dong passed the ball to Meng Yufan, Meng Yufan did not pick it up; Meng Yufan layup dunk, Xu Dong was not waiting for the rebound.

The two people were awkward and chirping, like two groups of stubborn hedgehogs, hurting each other.

"You two are really amazing, how many months are it now, tell me?! The CUBA qualifiers will start soon. I have not reported the starting list because I think you are both veterans, both in the last year. I’m on the field, do you choose all or just one?” The old martial leader scolded them bloody, “Okay, let’s go on like this! Meng Yufan, Xu Dong, you two are not the only ones in the team. Striker, I just mention a center that is better than you! You two think you are awesome, and if you continue to do so, I don't think you both should enter CUBA! Sit on the bench and get out after graduation!"

The old warrior has always had this iron-and-blood policy, very fierce, and never saw a smile on his face.

Meng Yufan started his basketball dream with a book of "Slam Dunk". When he was a child, he thought that all coaches in the world were like coach Anxi, chubby, smiling, and easy to talk. But later he learned that there is no good-tempered head coach in this world, who are fierce one by one.

But the coach does have fierce capital. Meng Yufan couldn't lift his head when he was scolded. He just felt wronged and didn't know how to vent.

"Coach, I..."

"Coach, I..."

He and Xu Dong spoke at the same time, and stopped at the same time. The two subconsciously glanced at each other, and then quickly turned their heads away.

"At any rate, you are in your twenties. I won't ask what is the conflict between the two of you. I am your coach, not your nanny. If you have any problems, you can solve them privately, do you understand?" The old martial artist sternly Say.

"……Understood."

"……Understood."

But they knew in their hearts that they couldn't solve this contradiction at all.

After the training on that day, Meng Yufan tentatively stopped Xu Dong.

Xu Dong stopped, and asked hardly: "Why, what else do you have to tell the eldest master? You want to instill in me your ideal of the supremacy of dreams?"

"..." Meng Yufan asked suddenly, "Don't you have a dream? You clearly told me that your dream is to enter the CUBA starting list, become a rookie, participate in the CBA draft, and finally stand on the CBA court. "

"...Yes, yes, this is of course my dream. From the first time I practiced shooting, I imagined that I could stand on the most powerful court and let all the audience cheer for me." Xu Dong replied His question, but immediately after that, the power forward was silent for a while, and then spoke again, only this time, there was a deep sense of helplessness and irritability in his tone, "...but the eldest master, before realizing his dream, I want to eat first."

Having said that, the temperature between the two dropped again.

They will never be able to convince each other.

Meng Yufan wanted to work hard again, but before he opened his mouth, a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Meng Yufan, Coach Wu is looking for you." It was the assistant coach who was talking, and he still had the key to the basketball hall in his hand. "Eh? We are all under training. What are you two doing here? Are you going to practice for a while? "

Meng Yu busy said: "No, no, I'm chatting with Xu Dong..."

But at this time, Xu Dong had already picked up the backpack, turned and left.

Meng Yufan looked at the back of his departure, feeling that a stone was blocked in his heart, but he didn't know if it would be broken one day.

...

The old martial artist's office is next to the basketball stadium. It is small and messy. The desk is full of piles of papers, and the cabinet behind him is stuffed with countless trophies in a mess.

The old warrior rarely works here. It is more like a warehouse for a basketball team. There are some spare jerseys and sneakers piled up in the corner of the office.

This is the third time Meng Yufan has entered the school for five years.

"Here?" Seeing him coming, the old warrior didn't get up, touched the cigarette case casually, and played with him.

"Coach, do you have anything to do with me?" Meng Yu asked in a regular manner.

There are only two people in the office, he and the coach, the assistant coach is not there, it's empty. Even though Meng Yufan was a tall man, standing in the office, he felt a little out of space.

"Well, there is indeed something." After the old warrior said this, he stopped speaking. The cigarette case was flipped between his fingers, once, once, every time the cigarette case turned, the corner of the case hit the tabletop. There will be dull noises, not loud, but it makes people feel irritable for no reason.

After being so speechless for a long time, the old warrior finally broke the silence and shattered the silence of the room.

He took a cigarette out of the cigarette case, ignited it with a lighter, and handed it to his lips, covering the mouthpiece with two thick lips.

He still sat behind his desk, raised his head, and looked at Meng Yufan in the smoke.

"...I heard a news recently." The old warrior's voice was hoarse, "Someone in our team has been playing wild ball without permission, and it has been playing for a while. Do you know who it is?"

Meng Yufan’s heart sank suddenly. He looked at the old martial head’s eyes that seemed to see everything through the smoke. He only felt that under his gaze, the whole person was compressed to a level that could be easily compressed. A small ball.

Does he know?

Does he know?

Does he know?

Meng Yufan's back was soaked long ago, and his palms were extremely sticky.

"I..." His Adam's apple rolled, a drop of sweat fell down his forehead and fell into his eyes, but he didn't dare to rub it, "...I don't know, I haven't heard of it."

...

"You said you don't know??"

In the parking lot of the TV station, Yang Xiao looked at the big boy who came to pick her up from get off work in shock.

Meng Yufan nodded and said dullly: "Yes...I can't betray my friends."

Yang Xiao said incredulously: "Is this the time to talk about brothers' loyalty? When Xu Dong took you into the pit, why didn't you think you were his friend?"

"He just got the tip of the horns." Meng Yufan spoke for him, "and he also said that he played wild games just to get multiple retreats and multiple incomes. He never played counterfeit matches and never participated in those. gamble."

He is still in that tone, serious, as if he feels that all the villains in this world are just one step wrong. They will all be like those in the movie. Under the inspiration of the protagonist, one day they will repent and get back on track.

Yang Xiao looked at him, feeling as if he was watching a male protagonist from a young man's comic.

Say naive, it's really naive. But sometimes, a person who has been exhausted by social discussions will involuntarily be attracted by this innocent but stubborn and kind character, and be moved by his ideals.

"Xu Dong really shouldn't lie to me." Mentioned this matter, Meng Yufan's voice was low, "but I always remember the days when we played side by side, he was not a bad guy."

"Yes, in your eyes, no one is a bad person." Yang Xiao hated that iron was not made of steel, and wanted to catch him and rua his head severely. "Is it not enough that he stabbed you? You have to let him How many more does he stabb you?"

Meng Yufan replied: "A few knives are too many. According to my relationship with him, I can accept him stabbing me five times... No, I can accept him stabbing me three times! Within three knives, I will Forgive him."

"??" Yang Xiao really didn't know whether to be angry, or to laugh, "You can forgive you for three stabbings, where? If you stabbed here, you will die with one stabbing." She raised her hand and tapped his fingertips. Above the left chest.

Meng Yufan took the opportunity to grab her hand, wrapped her cold little hand with her big palm, and whispered, "You can't get in here."

"why?"

"Because Sister Xiaoxiao you kissed here, you are protecting me."

"..."

Damn, did the silly dog ​​eat honey as a meal?

Yang Xiao's heart jumped, her face was hot, and she also recalled the kiss on the court that day. Obviously he just kissed him on his jersey, but the aftershocks that followed did not stop.

She coughed awkwardly and pulled her hand out of the boy's hand laboriously.

"Okay, let's not talk about him." Meng Yufan wagged his tail, staring at his girlfriend with bright eyes, "It's time to talk about our affairs."

"Our business? What do we have to say?" Yang Xiao didn't react for a moment.

"I'm talking about our gambling appointment!" At this time, Meng Yufan's IQ suddenly went online and became extraordinarily true. "It's not a good idea for the two of us. If Xu Dong really deliberately lied to me, I would Will you be your boyfriend for two months for free?"

"..."

"Why, sister Xiaoxiao, are you going to fall back on the bill?"

Five minutes ago, Yang Xiao thought he was stupid to death, but now, Yang Xiao felt that the stupid person was herself.