The Antelope and Night Wolf

"Beep-"

Hearing the whistle, He Jiawei raised his hands reflexively, signaling to the referee that the opponent's fall had nothing to do with him.

Where would the referee listen to him? He turned around and gestured to the technical table—offensive side, No. 14, offensive foul.

The player hit by He Jiawei fell to the ground and couldn't get up, the referee then called a technical timeout.

Holding back his anger, He Jiawei went back to the bench and sat down, grabbed the towel and wiped his sweat carelessly, then threw it on the floor angrily.

The coach watched him sit down, and then secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

As far as He Jiawei is a player, he needs speed, strength, strength, and high basketball talent. The only fly in the ointment is that he is too irritable. He is like a ticking time bomb in the team, and it will explode at any time. one time.

In order to ease his personality, everyone else was in special training during the summer vacation, but he was arranged to go to the deep mountains and old forests to meditate. As a result, he fought with baboons and was forced by the rangers for the crime of threatening the lives of wild animals. repatriation.

But this is also He Jiawei's last year in his hands. By this time next year, he should be a headache for other coaches in the high school.Thinking of this, the coach didn't know whether he should be reluctant to let go, or throw flowers to celebrate.

At this time, He Jiawei was staring at the opponent's rest area with a displeased face. The team doctor was examining the player who was knocked down by him just now. It seemed that he was seriously injured. He had a disappointed expression when he heard what the team doctor said.

Tch, don't play basketball if you're as weak as a woman.He Jiawei spat in his heart.

The team doctor went down, and another person held his ankle to check the injury. He Jiawei knew that person. He was Qi Feng, the captain of the opposing team. Their two junior high schools have always been strong teams on the field. They competed openly, but disagreed privately. He is a well-known rival in the Hushuo area.

He Jiawei and Qi Feng have been rivals for three full years. They watched each other transform from a rookie who just touched basketball to the core force of the team. On the court, you attack and defend, and you chase and block. Like water and fire.

After checking the injuries of his teammates, Qi Feng stood up, glanced here inadvertently, and his eyes met He Jiawei's.

This glance inexplicably ignited He Jiawei's anger again, in his opinion, that look was clearly full of contempt and contempt.

"What are you doing? Sit down!" Seeing that He Jiawei, who had calmed down, suddenly stood up and walked to the field, the coach hurriedly stopped.

"The break time is over, I'm going to play," He Jiawei said confidently.

"What are you going to do! You have committed five crimes, just sit down for me!"

"No, I'm going to kill the opponent's No. [-]."

He Jiawei is seriously upset now, no one can stop him, the coach has no choice but to back down, "Then you move lightly, the opponent will definitely stare at you, try to avoid physical collisions."

"Understood!" He Jiawei replied impatiently.

He Jiawei, the fifth offender, stood on the court again. Whether he wanted to or not, he had to play cautiously. It was like putting handcuffs and shackles on him who was playing fiercely. In addition, the opponent also aimed at this weakness. He was drawn to foul several times, but his shots were completely suppressed, and his temper was pushed to the critical point.

He Jiawei finally grabbed an open space in the tight defense. He wanted to dribble the ball and turn around to take off. Unable to hold back for a moment, the whole person threw forward uncontrollably.

The moment he fell to the ground, the whistle sounded in his ears, and He Jiawei swore that at that moment he saw the mocking smile on the corner of Qi Feng's mouth that was overwhelmed by him.

"You, you did it on purpose!" He Jiawei scrambled to his feet, wishing he could tear the chiffon on the ground in half.

Qi Feng was pulled up by his teammates, and turned a deaf ear to He Jiawei's furious roar, as if he didn't care about the existence of this person at all. This ignoring attitude made He Jiawei even more furious.

The coach sent a substitute to pull He Jiawei off the field abruptly, "Do you want to fight and let the whole team be disqualified to be happy?"

"Which side are you on?" He Jiawei asked, "Why is everyone facing that bastard?"

"Then did he foul just now?" the coach asked without answering.

"This..." He Jiawei was stopped by the question, "He flopped!"

The coach knocked him on the head with a board, "Do you think you are playing football? You still flop, knowing that he is deliberately luring you into a foul, and you jump into the pit. Don't say he just shakes you, even if he stretches out his foot to trip you, As long as the referee calls you a foul, it is impossible to change the sentence, you are making trouble now, have you fallen into his trap?"

He Jiawei was furious, but he couldn't refute a word.

"Okay," the coach patted him on the shoulder sympathetically, "you will encounter this kind of thing a lot in the future, you, you have to learn to hold your breath."

The coach sighed after finishing speaking. The opponent's No. [-] is a bit cunning, but his subordinate is too straightforward. If he can have half of the opponent's heart, he won't be led by the nose.

He Jiawei's departure not only lost one of the main players, but also directly affected the morale of the whole team. They were kept under pressure by their opponents in the next game, and they were already behind by more than ten points by the end of the game. All rest.

He Jiawei couldn't stand it anymore, and ran out of the arena to get some air, but unexpectedly saw Qi Feng, his attention was all on the game just now, and he didn't see when this guy left the arena.

Qi Feng bought water from a vending machine, turned around, and found himself blocked by He Jiawei, he turned left, he also turned left, he turned right, he also turned right.

Qi Feng didn't get angry like He Jiawei expected, instead he smiled disdainfully, "Childish."

"Who are you calling naive!" He Jiawei grabbed the opponent's jersey and pulled him over. The two of them looked at each other closely. He Jiawei found that Qi Feng was a few centimeters shorter than him, which was not surprising. A lot of guys who play point guard are small.

"I deliberately lured you to foul," Qi Feng said.If he quibbles, He Jiawei still has problems to play, but now he admits it openly, He Jiawei doesn't know what to do next. removed.

"You prevented Liu Yi from playing, and I also prevented you from playing, so that everyone will be evened out," Qi Feng said, as if chatting with an old friend who has known him for many years.

It took He Jiawei a lot of effort to realize that Liu Yi was the one who was knocked down by him in the first place, "I touched him lightly, and he fell down, can this be my fault?"

"You're right, I really can't blame you," Qi Feng nodded, "He's not in good health, we advised him not to play, but he didn't listen, and we advised him not to confront you directly, but he didn't listen either," He shook his head again, "This guy is too stubborn."

"If you are so weak, you still let him start?"

"Because he practiced very hard, he was congenitally deficient, and his physique was very weak, but..." Qi Feng omitted the latter. Liu Yi was ill when he was a child, and his legs had old ailments, but he insisted on long-distance running every day and practiced. The game lasted for several hours, so the coach made an exception and let him start in the last league game of his third year of junior high school, but Qi Feng didn't want to tell He Jiawei about all this, he didn't have the habit of showing weakness and gaining sympathy.

"But you have also seen that with his ability, it is impossible to play in the high school league again. The confrontation there is more intense, and his body can't stand it. It may be just a light touch for you, but for him But it was a severe ankle sprain, and he will not be able to attend the next game."

Qi Feng broke He Jiawei's fingers and took his hands away from his jersey, "I just ended your game early, but you ended his last league game early, and you have countless more in the future." He can play the game, but he can only sit in the audience."

When He Jiawei's team left the field, they saw their opponent who had just won from a distance, and Qi Feng was jumping forward step by step with Liu Yi's arm.

The other party also saw He Jiawei from a distance, Qi Feng still had the attitude of not taking him seriously, but Liu Yi smiled at He Jiawei.

He Jiawei quickly turned his head away, took a sneak peek at the direction they were leaving for a while, and Liu Yi was bouncing on the bus, until their car drove far away, He Jiawei was still looking at the distant The black spot is in a trance.

"What are you doing here?" Qi Feng bumped into an unexpected visitor at the school gate a few days later.

"I, I," He Jiawei, who has always been fearless, twitched like a little girl at this moment, "I want to find Liu Yi, but I don't know which class he is in."

Qi Feng thought it was funny, "So you came here so recklessly?" If he couldn't touch himself, this idiot didn't know how long he would have to stand at the school gate.

He Jiawei was furious at what he said, and stuffed the things in Qi Feng's arms, "You can pass it to him for me, this is the wound medicine I often use, it is very useful."

"Because you often fight, are you often injured?" Qi Feng teased him unceremoniously.

"You!" He Jiawei was so angry that he clenched his fists, reminding himself repeatedly that he didn't come to fight, "Anyway, you have to remember to leave it to him!"

Qi Feng shouted at He Jiawei who had already run away, "Why don't you go yourself?"

"I don't mind going!" He Jiawei shouted without looking back.

After running for a while, he stopped suddenly, turned around, blushed and hesitated to speak for a few times, and finally managed to hold back the words, "Say sorry to him for me!"

Qi Feng watched him run away quickly, then looked down at the bottle in his hand, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, this guy was a bit rough, but he was quite interesting.

■

He Jiawei hid in the dark again today, even he himself felt like a perverted pervert.

In the summer after graduating from junior high school, the liberated students have to travel some times, and some have to play scumbag games in Internet cafes, but He Jiawei chooses to peep here.

That was the last time he came to deliver things to Liu Yi and found out by accident. There was a gymnasium near Liu Yi's school.

The young He Jiawei has a very healthy hobby. He is a female judo fan.

A woman who looks so weak can burst out with unexpected strength. The beauty of contrast made He Jiawei's heart flutter when he saw it for the first time.

In fact, the gymnasium is open to the outside world, and it is free to walk in, but He Jiawei is a shy man when it comes to critical moments, so he has been lurking here for two days and can't think of a good reason to go in.

Feeling a pain in his head, he quickly turned his head and glared at the culprit who attacked him.

"Why is it you?" After seeing the person who came, He Jiawei lamented that the road to the enemy is really narrow.

"Peeping tom."

"Who, who is a voyeur!" He Jiawei, who was talking about the central matter, defended incoherently.

"You've been peeping here for two days, aren't you a peeping tom?" Qi Feng pointed out the truth sharply.

"I'm not peeping, I'm looking at it openly!" He Jiawei refused to admit it, "Wait, how do you know I've been here for two days?"

"Because my house is just across the street."

"Opposite?" He Jiawei looked left and right, and pointed to the gymnasium opposite in surprise, "But there is only that building opposite?"

"Can't people live there?"

He Jiawei's jaw almost fell to the ground, the ultimate place he longed for, someone could actually live in it, "Who are you? You actually live in a gymnasium?"

Qi Feng snorted and ignored him, and walked directly to the gymnasium across the road.

"Hey! Wait for me!" He Jiawei followed without thinking.

"Wow!" He Jiawei's joy was beyond words when he finally stepped into the gate of the gymnasium "justified".

It is not a coincidence that the judo class that is practicing in the gymnasium is the result of He Jiawei's latent observation for a day yesterday. Every morning is a taekwondo class, judo class in the afternoon, and kendo class in the evening, so today he specially chose the afternoon class. Come hang out.

Looking at the little loli whose oldest age is no more than 12 years old, He Jiawei's heart is about to fly.

"Xiao Feng, you're back," the judo teacher greeted Qi Feng, and saw He Jiawei drooling behind him, "Ah, did you bring your classmates?"

He Jiawei quietly asked Qi Feng with his eyes, and Qi Feng briefly introduced him, "My mother."

"Hello Auntie!"

He Jiawei bowed solemnly at ninety degrees, his voice was so loud that it startled Qi Feng's mother, "Hey, this child is really energetic!"

"He's not my classmate," Qi Feng introduced to his mother again.

"Is that your friend?" Qi Feng's mother asked again.

He Jiawei looked at the judo uniform on Qi Feng's mother with reverence, and nodded vigorously, "Yeah!"

He Jiawei shook Qi Feng's hand excitedly, "Let's be good friends!"

Qi Feng looked down at his hands, then looked up at him again, the corners of his mouth gradually raised, a mocking smile appeared on his face, "I'm sorry, I don't know you."

He Jiawei doesn't care about that, he can ignore past grievances, now nothing is more important than making a friend who lives in the gymnasium, he runs after Qi Feng like a follower.

"Is this gym opened by your family?"

"No."

"Then why can you live here?"

"My parents are coaches here."

"Your dad also teaches judo?"

"Taekwondo."

"Then why do you look so incapable of fighting?"

Qi Feng stopped abruptly, and He Jiawei bumped into it. He was still rubbing his nose with tears in his eyes, when he saw a fist appear in front of his eyes, "Do you want to try?"

In the following time, He Jiawei was ravaged by Qi Feng in various ways. As expected of being from a family of martial arts, he was so strong that he changed into a Taoist uniform. Even He Jiawei, who has always been famous for his strength, was not his opponent at all.

He Jiawei, who was thrown to the floor by Qi Feng again, refused to stand up, and lay flattened into a big character, gasping for breath, "I didn't expect you to be so good, why do you still use dirty tricks on the court?"

"Cheats?" Qi Feng discovered that in this person's concept, all schemes can be collectively referred to as tricks, "I play with my brain, unlike you, who only play with my body."

He Jiawei puffed up his cheeks, but he was getting along with Qi Feng with a very sincere mentality of making friends, and he was determined not to be as knowledgeable as him.

Qi Feng's mother also came over, the children were practicing freely, and she didn't fall behind during the whole process of her son's "son's good friend" just now.

"You are very strong, but brute force is not enough." Qi Feng's mother made a gesture, "Judo pays attention to using softness to overcome rigidity, and there is a tendency to pull a thousand catties. I will teach you a few moves, and you will not be caught in the future." Xiaofeng is so miserable."

He Jiawei heard that a carp jumped up from the ground, and bowed deeply to Qi Feng's mother again, "Please give me your advice!"

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