Mars trainee

Just as Zuo Cheng was about to go over, Xu Luyang grabbed his hand and squeezed his palm.

Zuo Cheng glanced back at him, seeing him telling himself with his lips, "Be careful."

Zuo Cheng nodded, "Don't worry."

Xu Luyang didn't expect Wen Ming to be so ruthless when he was young? He watched from the side and found that Wen Ming had grasped the essence of the street basket to the fullest.

The most important thing in street basketball is to play tricks on the opponent. The feint of "worshiping Buddha" was used by Wen Ming so smoothly and proficiently.

He first controlled the ball forward and made an emergency stop. When dribbling, he stopped the ball and hesitated. He pretended to shoot to draw the opponent's attention to one side, then quickly lowered his center of gravity,? Stepped back,? Break the opponent's defensive formation,? One Jump up and throw the basketball into the hoop.

When the first ball landed, Zuo Cheng was almost knocked to the ground by him due to the speed too fast. After Wen Ming finished throwing the ball, he gestured to him provocatively, thumbs upside down, meaning you can’t do it. .

Zuo Cheng smiled,? Just now he deliberately released water, wanting to test Wen Ming's strength, and then the competition officially started.

Wen Ming dribbled the ball from the left, and Zuo Cheng saw through a fake move and took away his basketball. Then Zuo Cheng dribbled the ball and rushed to the three-point line. The road was tightly blocked, and when Zuo Cheng was shooting, he immediately jumped up to cover him, and slapped Zuo Cheng's temple viciously with his elbow, making him dizzy.

Zuo Cheng felt a sharp pain in his temple and felt a little dizzy, but he still got on the basketball and made a three-step layup.

Wen Ming frowned, expressing displeasure.

In fact, Zuo Cheng felt a little confused at that time. He rubbed his temples, and now it's evened out.

"Street basket is like this." A few boys sitting next to him said with a smile, "Sir, you are so cowardly, you dare not fight back. Fuck him, make him kneel down and beg for mercy, it's so boring."

Zuo Cheng looked at a few people who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, and said indifferently: "I have my own rules in my heart, and I don't bully children."

When Wen Ming heard this, he suddenly felt a little humiliated. In Zuo Cheng's eyes, no matter how powerful he was, he was just a child, and he was not taken seriously at all.

In order to prove himself, he made a deadly move in the last game, trying to convince Zuo Cheng to lose.

Because of the excessive amount of exercise in the front, Wen Ming obviously couldn't keep up with his physical strength in the back. He looked at Zuo Cheng panting, and every time he came into close contact, he would always increase his body movements, such as elbowing People, malicious fouls collide with his body, because the conflicts on the court are very violent, every time Zuo Cheng will be left with obvious bruises.

"His hands are too dirty." Xu Luyang felt a little distressed, "Is this already a fight?"

The staff on the side shook his head, "It doesn't count, and he still has two fouls."

As he said that, Wen Ming snatched the basketball from him. Everyone thought he was attacking, but they didn't expect him to pick up the basketball and smash it directly at Zuo Cheng. Due to the short distance and fast speed, Zuo Cheng couldn't dodge. He was hit directly on the head, and he staggered and almost fell down.

The referee blew the whistle, Wen Ming raised his hand and gave a mischievous smile, "I'm sorry, the teacher was not injured, I didn't mean it."

Xu Luyang walked over to help Zuo Cheng, then grabbed Wen Ming's collar angrily, stared at him and said word by word: "Don't think that I dare not beat you because you are young, no matter how damn dare you Under the black hand, I will abolish you."

With Xu Luyang's ability, even if he beat Wen Ming up in front of all the photographers and crippled him, he could settle it.

Wen Ming was not frightened at all. He pushed Xu Luyang's hand away and said, "You were the ones who wanted to fight me in the first place. Now it's too late to admit defeat."

Zuo Cheng waved his hands as if nothing happened and said, "Let's continue."

Wen Ming didn't look like he was pretending. He was smashed like that by the ball just now. Wen Ming thought he was going to take a break, but he didn't expect him to be able to adjust quickly and restart the game. Is this person so hard-boiled?

Wen Ming felt a little unbelievable. In the next half, Zuo Cheng's condition was even better than at the beginning. It seemed that he had just warmed up, and now he was excited. He turned on the storm mode, and the injury just suffered was not at all. affect him.

When Wen Ming intercepted the ball, he felt that he was unstoppable, and he rushed to the side, then watched him dribble away, Wen Ming quickly followed, and was shaken a little by his fake action.

Immediately afterwards, Zuo Cheng leaned back. Wen Ming thought he was feinting again, but he made a wrong judgment. He jumped up, dunked and dunked the game to the ground.

"Hang it up."

"This smash is really cool."

"This teacher has something."

"Damn it, it's so fucking showy."

When the basketball jumped to Wen Ming's feet, he lowered his head and took a long time to accept it, but he still looked at Zuo Cheng with some dissatisfaction and asked, "How did you do it?"

This is unscientific. Is this human physical ability?

"Won't you be in pain? Why can you be so explosive in the second half?" Wen Ming wanted to know how he did it. "In the first half, your energy was almost exhausted, and you didn't even have a rest." , I feel like I'm almost exhausted, where do you get your energy from?"

Zuo Cheng didn't speak, just spit out a few words, "You lose, come back with me."

Wen Ming looked at the scars all over his body, his stubborn eyes moved, "OK."

When he brought Wen Ming back to the classroom, almost the whole class made a sound of shock, and at the same time raised their heads and looked at them in unison.

"This is Wen Ming?"

"How did Zuo Cheng do it?"

"I'll go, Wen Ming is back to class?"

Zuo Cheng glanced at Wen Ming and motioned for him to say something.

"I lost the bet with Mr. Zuo. I will go to class well this week." After Wen Ming finished speaking, he walked to his seat with a flushed face, kicked off the bench and said, "Fuck."

Everyone instantly looked at Zuo Cheng with admiration.

Sure enough, the afternoon class went very smoothly.

At the beginning of the class, a group of people were arguing there. Wen Ming, who was sleeping on the table, suddenly patted the table and stood up, "What the hell are you arguing about? If you make any more noise, get out of here. The class is going to be a waste of time for others." study."

These words were much better than what the teacher said, and the group of students immediately shut up obediently, not daring to say another word.

Whenever someone violated classroom discipline, Wen Ming would yell, making them all as quiet as chickens.

When get out of class was over, Zuo Cheng sat in the teacher's office, and Xu Luyang wiped his wound.

Just now, due to the collision of limbs, he was injured a lot. At that time, Zuo Cheng didn't feel much. After taking off his clothes, he saw that his whole body was bruised, as if he had been beaten up.

Zuo Cheng's skin was originally white, making the wound more obvious.

As a result, at this moment, someone knocked on the door suddenly, and before Zuo Cheng had time to get dressed, Wen Ming pushed the door open and walked in.

When he saw Zuo Cheng with his upper body naked, he was a little surprised for a moment, and quickly lowered his head and said, "Teacher, I will take a leave this afternoon."

Seeing his appearance as a good student, Zuo Cheng couldn't help feeling a little funny, "What's the matter?"

"Someone from the school next door wanted to trouble me, so I asked for leave to fight with them." Wen Ming said naturally.

"Fight?" Zuo Cheng seemed a little unbelievable, "Do you think I will approve it?"

"If you don't approve them, they will come directly to the school to find me. It is estimated that things will become bigger by then."

"I'll see if they dare or not." Zuo Cheng said indifferently, "You are not allowed to go anywhere in the afternoon."

Wen Ming glanced at Zuo Cheng with his dark eyes, moving from his face to his strong abdominal muscles.

"Hello." Xu Luyang threw his coat on Zuo Cheng, covered him, and said to Wen Ming, "Have you seen enough?"

Wen Ming was stunned for a moment, touched his nose, then turned around and walked away in embarrassment, "It's fine if you don't give permission, don't blame me for not reminding you, those people are not easy to mess with."

Back in the classroom, Wen Ming was lying on the table with earphones plugged in his ears. He recalled Zuo Cheng's naked appearance just now in his mind, and then he subconsciously lifted the hem of his sweater and touched it.

"Fuck, how did he practice? Why is he in such a good shape? I play every day, but I'm not that good." Wen Ming scratched his hair, he seemed to think that this new teacher was really handsome, what should he do?

"The kid just looked at you in the wrong way." Xu Luyang said, "It makes me feel a little uncomfortable."

"What's wrong?" Zuo Cheng didn't realize that something was wrong.

"I want to pick out his eyeballs." Xu Luyang said, "It's so hateful, no one can look at you except me."

"Why are you so domineering?" Zuo Cheng smiled and looked up at him.

Xu Luyang helped him cut his hair, touched his injured forehead and asked, "Does it really hurt?"

"It's okay. At that time, I only thought about how to win the game, and didn't think about whether it hurts or not." Zuo Cheng said, "Since I do it, I want to do it well."

Xu Luyang sighed, "You are just too serious."

This character is easy to suffer in the entertainment industry.

After the recording of the first episode, Xu Luyang immediately took Zuo Cheng to the hospital for an examination. He always felt that being hit on the head by a basketball must be taken seriously. If there is no reaction at the time, it will be too late It's over.

Zuo Cheng had no choice but to listen to him and went to the hospital.

Zuo Cheng was dressed like a Grim Reaper, with a black hat and coat, and a black mask, so no one would recognize him.

The doctor took a CT scan of his brain to confirm that he was fine, just pay attention to rest and prescribed a bunch of messy medicines for him, including antidepressants.

Helpless, Xu Luyang paid special attention to it, and asked him to take medicine and obey the doctor's orders, so Zuo Cheng had no choice but to obey obediently.

"I've never recorded such a tiring program. Thinking that I have to go after a while, I feel really desperate." Shen Tao complained in private.

"We feel very tired just to record the program. One can imagine how tired those children who are repeating the dark life every day will be." Xu Luyang couldn't help sighing.

He added Wen Ming's WeChat, and often read some of his circle of friends, and the text was full of curses and abuse against the world.

"Those people deserve to die."

"Clean up this trash for God."

"The most disgusting thing is that some people can become hideous for money."

"Don't kill non-human animals unless you are being attacked by them or for food."

"Stupid."

"Today's plan: live well and don't die."

"Inferiority, dark side, hysteria, extreme, extreme, cruel, if those girls see these things instead of the surface, would anyone be willing to approach me?"

If this was written by an ordinary 17-year-old boy, Xu Luyang felt that it was very likely that this kid had read too much non-mainstream pain literature, and was worried about writing new words, but these things came from Wen Ming. Need to see a psychiatrist.

"Really, the growth environment is too important to a person." Xu Luyang couldn't help but sigh, "A person's relationship with his parents is also his relationship with the world. How he treats his parents is how he treats this world."

"Then Wen Ming has no parents now."

"So, his world is dark."

"It turns out that the two roles of parents are so important to human beings. In fact, many of us Martians are very independent individuals, never attached to the family, and the acquired growth depends entirely on our own will." Zuo Cheng thought of himself because of the war. As for the dead father, at this moment, a distant slight pain suddenly came from the bottom of his heart.

His face, which was lost in the light, seemed to appear in front of him again.

"You don't seem to have mentioned your parents." Xu Luyang has always been curious about this, "You have seen my parents, but I have never seen them. I am at a loss."

Zuo Cheng glanced at him, "You probably won't see him in this lifetime."

As he spoke, Zuo Cheng began to recall his long childhood.

"My father is a soldier I have always been in awe of. He died a martyr for his own ideals." Zuo Cheng said, "But from a human point of view, he is not a qualified father, because in our In my limited memory, it seems that he has never been with me. He died in the interstellar war and became a part of the black hole. In the end, I watched the video of his life repeatedly before I understood this person.”

The video left by Zuo Cheng's father is the one with high-definition AI projections, as if he himself was standing in front of him, without any flaws.

Zuo Cheng stared at the shadow of his father in the video. The two of them rarely looked at each other face to face. When they stood close together, they realized that his father was actually very similar to him. He was also a famous handsome man in the fleet when he was young. .

"My soldier's bounden duty is to fight for freedom. I love freedom far more than I love your mother and you, hundreds of times to be precise." My father said, "I have dedicated all my enthusiasm to freedom, so if Don't be surprised that one day I die because of my freedom. Remember, I will always exist in the universe and be with you."

So, before coming to Earth, Zuo Cheng didn't even know what love is.

"Tell me, what does it feel like to fall into a black hole?" Zuo Cheng asked, "I was thinking how painful it would be for him to suffer the tear-like pain at the last moment."

Xu Luyang thought for a while, "Falling into a black hole is probably the feeling of you leaving me. It's an unbearable pain."

Hearing his description like this, Zuo Cheng could also understand.

"I don't want those." Zuo Cheng held his hand and interlocked his fingers, "I just want to be with you."