my bamboo horse rider

Physical education teachers are usually at the bottom of the food chain in key high schools. The physical education teacher in class one is very young, and the boys call him Brother Jian.

Brother Jian worked hard to conduct a physical test rehearsal for the first class, which was actually to run 800 meters.

Go through the whole process and see that there are still 10 minutes left for get out of class to end. Facing the hungry eyes of the whole class, Brother Jian blew his whistle, and the boys who had already grabbed the basketball rushed out like a group of wild dogs.

This season, the school has opened the indoor gymnasium. There is a standard basketball court in the gymnasium, which is paved with a good sports floor. No matter how skilled the boys are, as long as they run on it and dribble, they will feel as good as they won the NBA draft in minutes. champion.

It's a pity that a basketball court only has two frames, and half-court games can only accommodate two groups of people. If they can't grab it, they can only go to the outdoor plastic basketball court, so the boys are desperate to grab it.

"Tang Jin, hurry up!"

A boy greeted Tang Jin while rushing, and Tang Jin was squatting beside Qin Beichen curiously watching him stuff the shin guards into his socks, and said casually, "Come on!"

Then he reached out to tap the leg guard and asked Qin Beichen, "What does this pattern mean?"

Qin Beichen pulled the socks back on his knees, stood up and stepped on the lawn: "Co-branded models, the left and right are Messi's commercial logo."

"I know about Messi," Tang Jin recalled the sports news, "Oh, by the way, Xu Lai also watches football."

Qin Beichen and Xu Lai, who was passing by, looked at each other and nodded politely.

A boy called Qin Beichen's name to urge him.

In school, basketball is more popular than football.One is that playing basketball does not require equipment, you can play with a ball and shoes, and some schools don’t even have a football field; the other is that playing basketball is more eye-catching, even if the school has a football field, there is a high probability that you will be lonely.

Therefore, the arrival of Qin Beichen was of epoch-making significance to the football fans in the class—they finally gathered enough people to play a three-a-side game, and it happened that there were three players on one side, and there was no substitute.

I played a physical education class last week, and Qin Beichen's skills stood out from the crowd.As a rookie, he played as a defender modestly and actively. As a result, he scored steadily and became a forward after 10 minutes of playing.He was supposed to be a midfielder.

Tang Jin noticed a few girls who usually go to the indoor basketball court to watch, but now they stayed and sat on the sidelines, watching Qin Beichen with great interest.

Tang Jin looked at Qin Beichen's straighter and longer calves wrapped in long socks, and shed tears of sympathy for the few male compatriots who had rushed to the basketball court and wanted to perform in front of certain girls.

"Come and watch me play after playing," this class ended and school was over, Tang Jin reckoned that it would not end after school, so he grumbled with Qin Beichen.

Qin Beichen nodded and said, "Go."

Tang Jin speeded up and ran towards the indoor gymnasium. When he was about to enter the door, he heard the girls on the sidelines of the football field screaming "Qin Beichen scored a goal". It's so green.

Sure enough, there's a reason why football, not basketball, is popular with high school boys.

Tang Jin's lateness caused a little complaint, but he got away with a few words with a smile, and no one really blamed him.

He put down his bag and joined the side with fewer people. When all the people arrived, the boys who were warming up and playing casually before became serious. The friction between the soles of their shoes and the wooden floor made a sound that aroused the sense of competition. Guidelines, sweat profusely.

"Come on, come on," the girls became excited when they noticed the change in the atmosphere on the field.

When Tang Jin scored the second goal and was high-fiving his teammates, he suddenly remembered his plan of bumping heads.

At this time, the bell for the end of get out of class had already rang, which meant that Qin Beichen would come over after the end. He didn't dare to make trouble in front of Qin Beichen, for fear that his family's keen bamboo horse would see the clues.

So, we have to hurry up on this matter.

It's not easy to deliberately bump your head in a basketball game.

The reason is simple, it is impossible for a person to put a basketball on his head.And it is indeed a probabilistic event for someone to buckle a basketball on your head, but after all, the boys on the field will not suddenly have the intuition that "Tang Jin wants to be hit by a basketball today".

While dribbling the ball quickly, Tang Jin threw the basketball to the three-point maniac on his own side, and came to a conclusion: the only way to succeed is to try to dunk, and then deliberately don't pay attention to the landing, but fall back.

In fact, the human body has a self-protection mechanism, and it is difficult to deliberately fall, let alone deliberately fall to the head.The body subconsciously protects itself.

But Tang Jin didn't know this cold knowledge.

So Qin Beichen, who stepped into the basketball court, witnessed the whole process of Tang Jin's death.

Tang Jin steals it handsomely first, and then jumps up to dunk with a fast run-up dribble. The moment the basketball hits the net, Tang Jin can't help but flash the phrase "fuck it!" Get off the basket, use your strength to fall backwards, and try to have a free fall.

But the instinct of the body played a role at this time, he subconsciously shifted his center of gravity downward, preparing to turn sideways to avoid landing his head on the ground, and also stretched his hands downward to prepare to support his upper body when he landed.

And precisely at this moment, Cheng Daxian, who was ready to celebrate with Tang Jin, had already run to the basket. He didn't expect Tang Jin to fall backwards suddenly, so he quickly jumped to the side, but Tang Jin happened to turn sideways to him again So Tang Jin's head came into close contact with Cheng Daxian's knee, making a "boom", the sound was quite clear.

Tang Jin fell to the ground and screamed instantly, the pain was so painful that he wanted to roll over with his head in his arms.

Halfway through the screaming, the girls watched Bancao stumble down and bark like a puppy, their eyes that were originally showing love turned to love.The child will not be fooled, what kind of trouble is this.

Then they watched Qin Beichen carrying the bags of the two of them, ignoring Tang Jin's protest, and took Tang Jin away from the basketball court.

So, what the hell is going on.

Qin Beichen's low pressure lasted until he entered the school doctor's room. Seeing that the school doctor was still on duty, his expression was not so cold. He politely described the impact process to the school doctor, and added: "He hit his head three years ago. , After a few stitches, see if there are any sequelae."

Tang Jin who was ridiculed did not dare to speak out loudly.

This is the truth that Tang Jin understood when he was a child. When Qin Qin entered the mode of Qin Yan, if he wanted to save his life, he must not talk back.

The school doctor was happy when he heard the words, and began to examine Tang Jin, saying: "There is no sequelae that only appeared in three years, students, don't worry so much. Does the place I press hurt?"

Tang Jin replied truthfully: "It hurts QwQ"

This kind of petty collision is common to the school doctor, who quickly made a judgment and said relaxedly: "It doesn't matter, just rest for two days and it will be fine."

Qin Beichen heaved a sigh of relief: "Thank you teacher."

When Qin Beichen's gaze fell back on Tang Jin, it was as cold as the winter wind, and he didn't speak.

Tang Jin knew that Qin Beichen was signaling to leave together, but he still wanted to ask, so he covered his head and said, "I want to drink water."

Qin Beichen took out a bottle of mineral water from the side pocket of his backpack.

Tang Jin was so kind, he took a sip of the water, handed the bottle back to Qin Beichen lazily, and said sincerely, "I actually want to drink Bing Kuo Luo."

Qin Beichen had veins twitching on his forehead, folded his arms and said, "Tang Jin, I advise you to just say what you want."

The school doctor seemed interested in watching a play, and the lenses of the glasses shone with the light of gossip.

Tang Jin was completely wilted. After hesitating for a moment, he looked at the school doctor asking for help: "Teacher, if a person hits his head too much, he can't remember the memory of the next few days. After two or three years, if he hits again, can he remember the forgotten memory?" stand up?"

Qin Beichen's face was completely frozen like an ice cube.

The school doctor was amused by this brain circuit, and with a fake cough to stabilize his emotions, he said seriously: "Student, the brain is a very delicate and important part of the body. It is not recommended to use this method to retrieve memories. First of all, the probability is not high. .Secondly, if you are stunned, you won’t even be able to remember your existing memories, and you will lose all your principal and interest, thanks, right?”

Tang Jin thought for a while: "You are right."

This kid is so funny, the school doctor almost collapsed with laughter.

Qin Beichen interrupted and urged, "Let's go."

The listless Tang Jin was still very polite: "Goodbye, teacher."

On the way home, Tang Jin pushed his bicycle and tried to talk to Qin Beichen many times, but Qin Beichen just ignored him.

In the end, Tang Jin became wilted again, pushing the cart more and more slowly, and when he raised his head again, he realized that Qin Beichen was no longer in front of him.

Qin Beichen was gone.

This thought made Tang Jin freeze in place for a moment.

He is gone again.

"What?" Qin Beichen walked back with the ice-cola bought from the vending machine, and found Tang Jin standing there in a daze. He was still angry, but now he frowned anxiously, "Head still hurts?"

Tang Jin was stunned when he saw him, and complained with a smile: "Where have you been?"

Qin Beichen noticed the change in his expression, lowered his eyebrows, handed over the iced Coke, motioned for Tang Jin to take it and handed the bicycle to himself: "Didn't you want an iced Coke?"

Tang Jin was happy, and Qin Beichen rode him on his bicycle. He opened the bottle cap and took a sip of Coke. He leaned his head on the back of the bamboo horse and looked up at the sky. There was constant noise.

He liked the scene he was in.

Tang Jin thought, if this moment could last forever and never end, that would be fine.

Then he laughed at this thought again, how tired Qin Beichen would be if he rode all the time, no no no.

At the intersection of Qin Beichen's house, Qin Beichen returned the bicycle to him.

"See you tomorrow then," Tang Jin said.

Qin Beichen grabbed the handlebar.

"Tangtang," Qin Beichen persuasively said, "There is no need to know about things that have passed."

Tang Jin's eyes were stubborn: "I want to know."