waste heat

Chapter 53

Form a team freely. With Zhou Xikuo, Cheng Yan quickly found his own organization. The five of them got to know each other. Anyway, they remembered their names, but they couldn’t match their faces. Except for Zhou Xikuo, the rest of Cheng Yan was forgotten, isn’t it? His memory is not good, everyone is similar, it is difficult to remember a stranger with words alone, or when there are no characteristics.

Cheng Yan was immediately remembered, and he was the protagonist who had an affair with Song Yu, and he was quite handsome, so he was called by his name immediately.

"Ah...it's me." Cheng Yan said embarrassedly.

"What do you really have to do with the vice-team?" The teammates in the temporary team asked, everyone knew about it, and it would be better if they didn't see anyone. Now that the protagonist is here, they can ask any questions they can.

Cheng Yan didn't answer, the teammate looked at Song Yu, crossed his arms and said, "If it's true, you're really awesome, the deputy team looks scary, I dare not talk to him."

"It's okay." Cheng Yan scratched the back of his head.

Zhou Xikuo folded his arms, and the five members of the temporary team sat on the floor waiting for the game to start. Zhou Xikuo and Cheng Yan stood, and Zhou Xikuo asked: "You and the vice team...really?"

Cheng Yan frowned, not wanting to talk at all: "Don't ask me this question."

He can hear cocoons in his ears recently.

Zhou Xikuo: "Amazing."

Cheng Yan really wanted to punch him, so he stood aside and said, "You were on the bus that day, did you want to hit me?"

Zhou Xikuo: "Why did you say that?"

Cheng Yan: "Then you looked at me fiercely? And you said you followed me for a long time, didn't you want to hit me?"

Zhou Xikuo laughed, and really admired his brain circuit, "First, you stared at my sister, which made me think you were plotting something wrong. Second, I found out that you are in the same school as me. It is inevitable to pay attention to you. Third, your performance during the trials That's right, from defending you to wanting to make friends with you, I never wanted to hit you."

"Wait a minute," Cheng Yan found out, "Your sister? You mean... the girl who ate an ice cream with you on the bus?"

"She's my younger sister. If you stare straight at her, can I guard against you?"

"No, I didn't stare at her directly. I looked at her because..." Cheng Yan slid his Adam's apple, "I thought you were a couple."

Zhou Xikuo said speechlessly: "It's not a boy and a girl standing together, it's a couple."

"But you both look alike, okay?" Cheng Yan justified, "Eat an ice cream."

"You don't feel dirty drinking the same bottle of water with your friend, but you think your sister is dirty?"

"I don't have a younger sister," Cheng Yan said, "Besides, you are all so old, and you still eat the same one...I must have misunderstood."

Zhou Xikuo corrected: "My sister is only 15 years old."

Cheng Yan waved his hand, it was just a misunderstanding anyway, he said: "I'm sorry, I don't know."

Zhou Xikuo grabbed his wrist and threatened the crowd, "Keep your eyes sharp from now on."

Cheng Yan felt very embarrassed. He never expected that it would be a pair of brother and sister. He was wearing a mask at the time, and he couldn't tell the difference...

After the misunderstanding was clarified, 5 minutes was up and the game started.

The other two groups went up first, surrounded by veterans of the school team, who sat on the sidelines and applauded, acting as spectators. Cheng Yan and Zhou Xikuo also sat on the sidelines, watching the two groups compete.

"Yo, your opponent." Zhou Xikuo squatted beside him, raised his chin to signal someone, Cheng Yan looked over, it was Ding Pu, he had spotted him just now.

"Yeah." Cheng Yan said.

Zhou Xikuo asked, "Do you hate him?"

Cheng Yan turned his head: "Hate?"

Zhou Xikuo patted Cheng Yan's knee: "When the scar is healed, forget the pain? They play dirty, and anyone with a discerning eye can see it."

It seems that Zhou Xikuo observed very carefully, and knew that he was injured, and remembered that Ding Pu was his opponent.

"A little bit." Cheng Yan really didn't hate too much, his focus was on Song Yu, he didn't care enough for others, and he didn't even have enough hatred, he had already entered the school team and was content.

The competition in the first group was more serious, probably because too many people were watching, and Song Yu was the arbiter today, everyone was trying their best to show themselves, even if they couldn't be outstanding, they hoped not to disappoint.

The spectators around are all seniors, whose skills are far superior to them. They are experts in the way, and they dare not celebrate when they score a goal. They can only pretend to be plain and walk back and continue to play.

Unless the audience gives a little applause, the game is too serious.

The first group was finished soon, and the veteran of the school team talked to everyone. After the strength test, he had a good idea. Some people focused on three-pointers, and some focused on jumping. They arranged the training priorities one by one. After that, it was the turn of the next group.

Cheng Yan and Zhou Xikuo walked up.

"Play well, depending on the position." Zhou Xikuo organized, all those standing here are of certain strength, Cheng Yan is not worried that he will encounter a strong opponent that cannot be defeated, this game is much easier for him than the trials, Because although his own strength is not very strong, there are many powerful people in the team, and Zhou Xikuo is one of them.

Not to mention how tacitly Cheng Yan cooperated with him.

Once he touches the ball, he throws it to Zhou Xikuo. Zhou Xikuo's layup ability is also very strong, and his jumping ability is also one of the best in the team. Cheng Yan and Zhou Xikuo's cooperation is not perfect, but they complement each other.

Cheng Yan's three-pointer is not accurate enough, but the team has a very accurate three-pointer, Zhou Xikuo who is a tough center, and a teammate who is very good at cooperating. The style of the game was very smooth, and they had already led by seven points in just a few minutes.

This is not a tryout, and it is not a standard competition. The school team has the right to stop. When the school team thinks that everyone's strengths and weaknesses have been reflected, it is enough. The score is not important. It can only be said that the team you are assigned to Well, for example, Cheng Yan, he didn't exert any strength in this game, he felt like he was running errands, the kind who was completely carried away.

It took only ten minutes to play, and the result came out.

Song Yu, Su Su and the others did not sit in front of the table. They would arrange the table in previous games, which looked more formal. They did not make such a big fuss in this small game of strength evaluation. Like everyone else, they sat on the basketball court and recorded what .

Susu sat on the ground covered with paper, looked at the notes in her hand, and analyzed: "Zhou Xikuo, your style of play is very tough, the center plays very well, and the rhythm is right, but there is one thing you have to pay attention to. Steady, you don’t need to layup a few times in the middle, pay attention to the positions of your teammates around you, someone’s position is very good, what is it called... Wang Shi, his three-pointer is very accurate, when he has a position, you should put the ball Give it a go."

Zhou Xikuo nodded: "Okay."

Susu looked down again: "The next one is...well, Cheng Yan."

Song Yu raised his head and touched Susu, meaning for him, Susu shut up, Cheng Yan looked at him, a little expecting what he would say, with Song Yu's professional level, how to judge him is very important.

But who knows...

"You were taken away, do you recognize it?"

Song Yu said just such a sentence, which made Cheng Yan very upset, super upset, he knew that he was taken away, and he knew that everyone standing around him was stronger than him, but don't say it directly!Damn, Song Yu is a cruel guy.

Cheng Yan blamed him, but he didn't dare to say anything about him, and was angry in silence. Although he knew that Song Yu's comment might be pertinent, because the fact was that, his contribution was not much, and the whole game was scored by his teammates, but Song Yu So many, still very angry.

"I admit it." Cheng Yan lowered his head, extremely embarrassed, but what should we do?That was the fact, no matter how dissatisfied he was, he could not deny this fact.

Sure enough, joining the school team didn't mean everything was over, a new point of abuse had just begun.

Song Yu stared at his little face, and had some opinions, and ordered: "Look up."

Cheng Yan clenched his fists, dissatisfied in his heart, his body knew the severity, he raised his head, as if waiting for reprimand.

The others all sighed in their hearts, the deputy team was so strict, and being judged so badly by the deputy team, they didn't show any face, everyone became nervous.

Only Susu turned to look at Song Yu, puzzled by his behavior.

How can the deputy team be so embarrassing?

"Do you have an opinion?" Song Yu asked.

"No." Cheng Yan said.

"But I think you have," Song Yu said, "Come to me if you have any opinions, and I'll hear what you have to say."

I really have never suffered this kind of anger since I was a child. I really can't be sure that Song Yu is so good with him in private, but once he becomes the deputy team, he is too clear about public and private. Even if you are not favoritism, don't be so vicious, Cheng Yan I feel wronged.

"From speed, to jumping, to shooting, you have nothing outstanding. You have to train in all directions. You can't just do one pass on the court. Anyone who has never played basketball can do it. You have to improve There are too many places, so, in addition to the fixed training time of others, you," Song Yu paused: "Seven days a week, you have to train in the arena during your spare time five days a week until I think you can keep up with other players. human footsteps."

I rely on...

Seven days a week, five days of extra training?In other words, come every day except weekends and rest days?This child was a bit miserable. While everyone sympathized with Cheng Yan, they were afraid that this would happen to them. Everyone behaved obediently and obeyed orders so that when it was their turn, the deputy team could be merciful.

Cheng Yan also understood, he is killing everything!

Dislike him, think he is inferior to others?Just practice!

Cheng Yan said bitterly: "Got it."

Song Yu: "The team wants to say they have received it."

Cheng Yan tightly clenched the hand hidden behind his back, and his voice was clear and clear, covering up the unhappiness: "Got it!"

Susu on the side, when will the team say they received it?

After evaluating each person, everyone dispersed to do various exercises. Each newcomer was assigned a master to watch over, and Gao Ming volunteered to watch over Cheng Yan.

That is to take him for a while, because other people's training time is over, he only tells Cheng Yan what to do later, how long the training will be, and a little thing in the school team, and then leaves after staring at it for a few minutes.

Cheng Yan trained according to Gao Ming's instructions. He is practicing shooting now, and he doesn't need others to watch and accompany him. Cheng Yan regards the ball hoops as Song Yu, and smashes them desperately one by one.

"It scared me to death. Fortunately, the deputy team didn't comment on me."

"The deputy team only judged Cheng Yan alone, it should be revenge."

"You mean something on the forum?"

"Well, I just said how could Cheng Yan hook up with Song Yu, they are not in the same circle at all, and the forum really dares to talk, isn't this a slap in the face?"

"But the photos are real."

"There's a thing called PS, even if it's true, it's just acquaintance. He only has one face to see. How can he attract Song Yu?"

The wind direction changed, and Cheng Yan, who was standing by the drinking fountain, heard the conversation of several people in the locker room, touched his face, and thought, what's wrong with just one face?

Talk about him every day, discuss him, don't you have your own life?It's annoying that he's not a star.

Cheng Yan took a sip of water, returned to the basketball hoop, picked up the basketball, and continued to throw it in the ping-pong-pong arena.

"Cheng Yan," Zhou Xikuo swayed over, "I'll practice with you."

"No," Cheng Yan said, "don't be seen by the deputy team. I'm not on the same level as you. Don't delay you."

Zhou Xikuo looked around: "I didn't see the deputy team, it's okay, I will practice with you and I will practice myself, and I can't do three-pointers."

The two changed, first Cheng Yan, then Zhou Xikuo, each cast for 5 minutes and then changed.

Zhou Xikuo stood under the ball frame, then threw the ball to Cheng Yan, chatting and saying, "I'll add you on WeChat."

"Why?" Cheng Yan focused on shooting, and the response seemed to be perfunctory.

"Make a friend," Zhou Xikuo said, "It's considered acquaintance, let's go to the movies together, drink and have fun together."

"I don't drink." Cheng Yan paid attention to Qingqi, he didn't dare to touch alcohol anymore, he quit, drinking was a mistake.

"Then play something else."

Cheng Yan stopped shooting, looked at him and said, "Why do you want to make friends with me?"

Zhou Xikuo is also very sincere: "Come on, close your eyes."

Cheng Yan said, "You don't understand me."

Zhou Xikuo said: "The handsome guys are almost the same."

Cheng Yan didn't say anything more, he said that we can add it after a while, it's still training time.

What Cheng Yan thought was that it would be nice to have a friend in the school team, who can take care of each other... Forget it, it's a bit far-fetched, to be taken care of, let's hug a thigh, so that if there is another game, there will be no team that wants him, Then he was beaten terribly, and reprimanded without face.

There is still self-study in the evening. After the one-hour training is over, Cheng Yan packs up his things and prepares to leave. Zhou Xikuo squats in front of him. The two add friends. Zhou Xikuo asks him if he wants to eat. A few new friends I just met went to dinner together.

There was no one in the arena, and Cheng Yan was about to leave. He washed his face in the water, but before he could dry it off, someone grabbed his wrist and dragged him into a room.

The rooms in the back are the rest area and dressing room, as well as the small conference room and the equipment room. Cheng Yan was dragged into a room with tables and chairs, closed the door, and faced Song Yu alone.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Yan said angrily. In fact, the two hadn't met since that night. It was ironic that the first meeting was full of gunpowder.

"Still angry?" Song Yu took out a tissue and pressed it down to wipe off the water on his face, but Cheng Yan turned his head and refused to let him touch it.

Song Yu grabbed his chin and turned his face away, "Such a big temper?"

"Who dares to have a temper with the deputy team?"

"Yo, I'm calling the deputy team," Song Yu pressed his arm on top of his head, "It sounds very nice, call it a few more times."

Cheng Yancai didn't talk to him, and was about to leave after pushing and shoving. Song Yu controlled the people, buttocked him with his thigh, and warned, "You want to make a scene known to everyone?"

Cheng Yan stopped and looked at him resentfully, "Why do you say that?"

Song Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "Can't you hear the truth?"

Cheng Yan blamed: "Can you be more tactful, so many people..."

He is becoming more and more tricky now, and he would never play petty temper for this kind of thing in the past. It is really the contrast that Song Yu gave him too much, and just being together...he just wanted to brush up his sense of existence and let Song Yu coax him Coax him, care about him, a little vanity.

"Who told you to mess with me?"

Cheng Yan raised his head inexplicably: "When did I mess with you?"

How could he not remember this?Cheng Yan thought back, what did he do these days?No, he hasn't had much contact with him these days, he's been staying at home all the time, and he's at his wits end if he wants to provoke him. How did Song Yu come to this conclusion?

Song Yu had reason and evidence: "Why didn't you tell me about the forum?"

"Ah?" Cheng Yan paused for a moment. He actually knew about this matter?Cheng Yan was surprised: "You know?"

Song Yu's eyes were deep and complicated, hiding a trace of dissatisfaction. It was obvious that he had an opinion on this matter, and his words were sarcastic: "I keep everything from me, and I bear it myself. My shoulders are quite thick."

Cheng Yan was afraid that he would misunderstand, so he hurriedly explained: "I don't want to cause trouble for you, you don't need to know about such things."

Song Yu was even more upset, nodded, and said displeasedly: "Oh, well, I don't need to know, I don't need to know anything, you can live on your own from now on."

"Hey, hey," the character turned around, Cheng Yan grabbed Song Yu's arm, completely ignoring his little temper, and comforted Song Yu: "You misunderstood, I didn't mean that."

Song Yudao: "Listen carefully."

Cheng Yan sighed: "I don't want you to know, because I don't intend to pay attention to this kind of thing. I like you... It's my own business. I don't care what they say. We can do it like this now. gone."

"Are you going to keep it a secret?"

"Do you want to make it public? Don't," Cheng Yan said, "don't cause trouble. This fire is about to go down. If you say something, they will be more energetic. I don't want to make trouble for everyone. Known."

"Who doesn't know now?"

"Let them say, let's not get involved, it will be over soon, trust me," Cheng Yan said, "Don't let anyone know, I don't want to be noticed by others, I just want to be good with you, what else? Don't worry about it."

Song Yu knew that this matter was from other people's mouths. He heard someone talking about Cheng Yan, and a few good friends were talking about it, so he knew what Cheng Yan had become on the Internet. The character, he spent so much time with Cheng Yan, but he never said anything about it once, did he treat Song Yu as an outsider?

Now that I heard a few good words, my ears softened, and I couldn't get angry anymore. Song Yu said: "Do you know that I am worried about you? I hate the way you wrong yourself the most."

Cheng Yan should be taught a lesson, he is indeed like that, in liking Song Yu, he is somewhat humble, he has already been taught a lesson last time, when Cheng Yan heard him say that he was worried, his heart was warm, and his voice was soft Say, "It's the last time, don't be angry."

Song Yu glanced at him, how could he be angry with him like this?It's easy for two people to get angry, and they can be coaxed quickly, but there is no one else.

Song Yudao: "Find a way to coax me."

Cheng Yan doesn't know how to coax others, since he didn't have any younger siblings, how could the only son in the family be able to coax others?But his ability was tempered by Song Yu, and Cheng Yan opened his mouth and said, "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I will tell you everything in the future, and I will never wrong myself. Don't do it, Master Song said to go east, I will go west... Bah, go north, no, go west..."

Why is this still a mouthful?It seems that insincere apologies and coaxing are not enough, Cheng Yan looked at Song Yu in embarrassment.

In this gaze, Song Yu's bad intentions came up, he took a step towards Cheng Yan, pushed him against the door behind him, propped up his arms, looked down at him and said, "Just talking is not enough."

Cheng Yan pressed his back against the door and asked defensively, "What do you want?"

Song Yu suppressed his voice: "Today is the day you join the school team, what did I tell you when I kissed you that day?"

Cheng Yan blushed, even though he had it, he was still embarrassed, he didn't think he was innocent, but every time Song Yu mentioned it, he was a little at a loss.

"Let's start." Song Yu whispered.

Cheng Yanguang prepared for a while, waiting left and right, building his mind, looked up at Song Yu's excellent jaw line, a little confused, he stretched out his hand tentatively, hooked Song Yu's neck, and tiptoed , slowly approaching his lips to his side face, Song Yu lowered his head and stared at his eyes that were getting closer, his fiery gaze made Cheng Yan flustered.

"You...close your eyes." Cheng Yan asked with a blushing face, he still couldn't look directly into Song Yu's eyes.

Song Yu closed his eyes cooperatively.

Cheng Yan held Song Yu's face, covered Song Yu's mouth with his lips, opened his eyes to look at Song Yu, then blushed, paused for three seconds, and quickly moved away.

Song Yu slowly opened his eyes, looked at Cheng Yan with his arms bent down like a guilty conscience, and kept not looking at him, but asked, "Is it alright?"

Song Yu said with a smile: "You told me to close my eyes, and you just dismissed me like this?"

Cheng Yan knew that this was clumsy, but he was not very good at it, and he was not too daring, so he could only do this, so he argued, "It's not dismissal...it's..."

Before Cheng Yan finished speaking, Song Yu touched his face, pressed against the door, and blocked his lips fiercely. Every time he kissed Song Yu, he would only open his mouth, because he had no way to deal with it. Don't mention anything else, Song Yu didn't leave him any tenderness and tenderness at all, and every time he kissed him, he was fierce and deadly.

Cheng Yan turned his head slightly: "Don't be so cruel..."

Song Yu turned him around and didn't let him speak, because the kiss was too intense, and there was a little bit of water overflowing.

Cheng Yan's hands were shaking with fear, he was just afraid of kissing, because after every kiss he felt bad, he couldn't breathe, and his mouth hurt.

Song Yu pressed Cheng Yan's ear: "If you don't know how to kiss, just close your eyes obediently, and don't spoil my interest."

Cheng Yan denied it: "I didn't disappoint..."

Song Yu laughed lowly.

"Yes, I was wrong. Not only do you not spoil the fun, but you also make people excited." Song Yu took his hand, put it on his chest, and kindly reminded: "If you don't believe me, take a breath."