waste heat

Chapter 27

After the course ended, Cheng Yan was not let go as he wished. He begged the old class in the office for a day, but it didn't work.

Seeing that the time was approaching, Cheng Yan had already made up his words. As soon as the head teacher came in, he became soft-spoken.

"Please teacher, it's almost time, I promised them to grab the venue," Cheng Yan came up and said dog-leggedly: "I promise I won't fight in the future, and I will report to you as soon as something happens. If I break my promise, I will..."

"I'm not interested in knowing how you are." Old Ban sat back in his office chair, picked up one side of the tea, and took a sip comfortably. "I knew that if I didn't give you enough lessons today, you wouldn't have a long memory."

"Then teach me a lesson tomorrow... Oh no, next Wednesday, next Wednesday, teacher, the football game is just around the corner, you know, I don't have any hobbies, and you won't let me jump around just because you can do it. The key point is that there is nothing wrong with you, it’s just that I have already promised others, how bad it is to break my promise, and if I don’t perform well in Tuesday’s game, then I may really dissatisfy you.”

"There are a lot of people who don't accept me," said the old class, "you and Zhang Zihao, who will obey me? I'm afraid that you will bear grudges? We teachers don't know what you say in private, I'm afraid Do you hold grudges?"

It's not easy to be soft and hard, and Cheng Yan still doesn't give up. Sometimes the persistence comes up, and the old class will obey him, "Then teacher, what do you think? Why don't you let me go? I will listen carefully in math class from now on." , Can you just keep silent? I will try my best to ensure that I will not delay and hand in my homework on time, do you think so?"

"Isn't this what it should be?" The head teacher, who was not persuaded by the brainwashing, retorted: "As a student, you shouldn't listen carefully to the class? Is this the condition of your exchange with me?"

This is not lethal, because Cheng Yan is not a laggard in the first place, his grades are not at the top, but they are not at the bottom either. Usually, an extraordinary performance can even make some contributions to the average score, and the old class is not good.

Just when Cheng Yan was thinking about what else to bet on, there was a knock on the door of the office. .”

Liu Zhibin looked up and let him in.

Gao Ming didn't come in, so he stood at the door and said, "That's right, there is something wrong with the school team, I need Cheng Yan."

"School team?" The homeroom teacher was very surprised, as was Cheng Yan, and the other teachers in the office also looked at Gao Ming.

Gao Ming said: "Yes, what the people above said, I don't know what to do specifically, it should be related to the selection competition."

Lao Ban looked up at Cheng Yan who was in the accident, and he could only read the same bewilderment as himself from his face, Cheng Yan himself did not expect that the school team would have anything to do with him.

"Roll call for him?" Old Ban asked.

"No, there are a few more people, and I'm in charge of spreading the word." Gao Ming is in the class next door, and he doesn't have a good relationship with Cheng Yan, and the old class didn't see that the two of them were in frequent contact, so he chose to trust Gao Ming and agreed to let Cheng Yan go. Go, Cheng Yan followed Gao Ming and left in a daze.

In the corridor outside, before Cheng Yan could open his mouth, Gao Ming explained to him, "Are you trapped?"

Cheng Yan replied truthfully: "The old class won't let anyone go."

He and Gao Ming are not on good terms, and they are talking about serious matters. The only connection is that they both play basketball and are also common opponents, which makes them not feel too strange.

"No wonder," Gao Ming said mysteriously, "I was asked to come to the office to find you."

"Who asked you to find me?"

"Deputy team," Gao Ming said, "He said he would let me see if you've come out, and call you out if necessary. It's best not to delay until after school. He said he knew you would be impatient... Do you know the deputy team?"

It turned out to be Song Yu, Cheng Yan should have thought of it, there was no one else related to him in the school team except Song Yu.

He touched his head and said, "Ah, I just met."

In order to cause unnecessary misunderstandings, he prevaricated in this way, about their old friendship.

Gao Ming said: "I didn't see it at all. Last time I told you about this, I thought you two knew each other a long time ago."

"Last time?"

"Isn't it that I didn't find you about the advance of the game? I asked Yu Kexin to tell you." Gao Ming said.

Mentioning Yu Kexin made Cheng Yan feel dizzy. He knew the reason why Gao Ming entrusted Yu Kexin to him, but he didn't want to admit it, so he told him, "Yu Kexin is not familiar with me. You'd better not look for her in the future."

"You're still not familiar after talking?" Gao Ming said with a smile, "Why are you different from what I know? You're quite shy."

"She and I..." Cheng Yan couldn't tell. Every time he met this girl, Cheng Yan felt that the mouth was just a decoration, it was so good, and he felt that it was useless to even explain this rumor.

Seeing that his reaction was not very good, Gao Ming thought he was too embarrassed to admit it, and said, "Okay, I won't tell your class teacher, what's so embarrassing? I brought you the words, let's go."

"Well, thank you." Cheng Yan said.

Gao Ming left, Cheng Yan didn't worry about his relationship with Yu Kexin any more, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Qu Tao, saying that he was going to grab the court, and he would come down later and tell him.

After several people got in touch, Cheng Yan went to the stadium.

Liang Qi rode his motorcycle around all day long, and it was very eye-catching when walking on the street, but there is nothing wrong with him liking motorcycles. Hearing the sound of the real people before seeing them, listening to the noise of the exhaust pipe, has a radius of [-] It lingers in my ears, I don't know what others think, they are used to hearing it, and they still can't change their complaints.

"Is it time for your car to be repaired? If you make your voice louder, you will send the uncle at my door away." Han Chengyu was sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette, and the choking smell of smoke lingered throughout the room. Thank the guests behind closed doors, otherwise Han Chengyu would never allow such a strong smell of smoke to linger.

Four or five people are smoking, can they not choke?

Liang Qi hung the key on her finger, flicked it back and forth, glanced at the people in the room, and said: "He's alive and well, I've seen it, the old man at your door has a strong body, probably over a hundred years old. "

Fu Qing smiled: "But to be honest, your exhaust pipe is really broken, why do I feel that the sound is more thunderous than before."

"I don't know, I'll check it out when I have time."

"I don't think you should check it anymore," Han Chengyu came up with a bad idea, "Take it and sell it directly. The used car is still worth a bit. Use the money to buy a new one."

"Boss," Sanhu couldn't listen anymore, "You really don't know how to do it. Second-hand cars are the most wasteful. According to me, sell them directly to retail companies, let them dismantle what they can, and sell some parts. Good price, more valuable than selling it directly, and selling it directly will only see you as new."

Fu Qing interjected and said, "Hey, isn't there anyone who really knows how to do this?"

The several people who were arguing looked at Song Yu in unison. Song Yu supported his head, leaned sideways, and sat on a high stool with his legs crossed. There was a book on his knees. It was related information on the hairdressing industry. It's not considered interesting or boring, it's just used to pass the time. When the topic came to him, he unobtrusively broke away from the book and said slowly: "The sale of second-hand cars and parts is worthless. As long as the car is bought, it will depreciate immediately, it doesn't matter if it is almost new, if you have to say it, it should be sold as a second-hand car for a little money."

Sanhu pursed his lips and listened attentively.

Song Yu raised his head and looked at the locomotive firmly outside the glass door, "You don't need to think about any of them, but if you really want to change, I can show you a way to go."

Liang Qi continued, "What is it?"

Song Yudao: "I have a friend who is in this business. He can estimate the price for you. If it is really worth the money, he will give you a relatively satisfactory price."

Liang Qi frowned hesitantly.

Han Chengyu said: "Okay, don't think about it anymore, Lao Song's friends are much more reliable than your nonsense."

Liang Qi said: "I was just wondering if I really need to change it. After all, we all have feelings." He looked back at the motorcycle.

Fu Qing exposed him and said, "Blind, you just don't want money, and you still have feelings."

"You're talking nonsense," Liang Qi stopped pretending to be affectionate, "Am I the one who can casually spend hundreds of thousands?"

"Then how much is your car? The starting price." Fu Qing asked.

"More than 2 yuan, and my dad scolded me just for that."

"A meal is always short." Han Chengyu made up the knife.

Sanhu sighed, and looked at Song Yu, "Doesn't Master Song also have one? It's so cool, the black and red one."

"I'll go, can I compare with him?" Liang Qi said: "There are hundreds of thousands of people, I can't buy a leg of him."

Song Yu raised his hand to stop, "Just to clarify, it's not mine, it's my cousin's. I really can't afford these things, so don't brag about me."

"Fucking that car is really amazing. If you want to go on the road, you have a high rate of turning your head back." Sanhu sighed, "You don't need to call beautiful women, all beautiful women have to turn their heads back."

"It's not just beauties that are attracted, right?" Han Chengyu stood up and clapped his hands, "Have you talked enough? The kid should be in a hurry, let's go."

Song Yu closed the book and got off the high stool. The high stool seemed no different to an ordinary chair to him, and his legs were still on the ground.

A group of people went out to close the door. Han Chengyu told the uncle at the door that his ears were not good. Han Chengyu turned up the decibel and said it again. The uncle raised his hand to let them play. A group of people walking together is too oppressive and attractive , The boys and girls on the street looked back one after another.

It was the breath of restless youth.

"nice shot!"

After the basketball was caught, there was a burst of applause behind him, all from one person, Zhang Zihao clapped his hands, his excitement was hard to hide, this was the smoothest game they had played in a long time.

Cheng Yan smiled and said, "Did you regress?"

Zhang Zihao excitedly said: "No step back, no step back, in two years, I will catch up with Song Yu!"

Although it was a joke, Cheng Yan couldn't help but be coaxed into joy.

Running up and down the field with a dashing figure, there was never a better cooperation than the current one. Cheng Yan also felt strange. Is it because the game is approaching, and the overall tacit understanding has come?

"Come on, Cheng Yan, this way!" Zhang Teng asked for the ball, Cheng Yan looked at his position, the side was empty, no one was defending him, Cheng Yan passed it decisively, Zhang Teng's jumping ability is good, and the opponent is also defending It was late, and was successfully laid up by Zhang Teng.

"Damn it!" Zhou Hui's catchphrase burst out. Although they were not as good as the second class next door, they were on par with Cheng Yan's class. What happened today? They were completely abused.

Fortunately, this is not a formal selection competition, otherwise it would be a shame to throw it home.

"Cheng Yan, didn't you practice you secretly?" Zhou Hui pointed at him, "I see that your flirtatious touch is getting better and better all day long."

Cheng Yan said: "I'm also surprised."

Sometimes the hand feels good, and the three-pointer that I am not good at can also be steady. Today the hand feels pretty good, but Cheng Yan hopes that this hand feeling can be retained in the upcoming trials.

"Master Kang, here!" Zhou Hui didn't get the ball, and Kang Wei didn't choose to give it to him. He passed the ball based on his own feeling. It went well, but was intercepted by Cheng Yan who appeared out of nowhere during the layup.

"Well done! It's beautiful!" Zhang Zihao's voice was loud.

Kang Wei's expression was dirty: "Damn Cheng Yan is hanging out today."

Zhou Hui said: "I told you to pass it on to me. He is so fast that he can definitely cover it. It's not like you don't know."

"I didn't know he could block the ball for thousands of miles?" Of course Kang Wei knew what Cheng Yan's most beautiful thing was the way he blocked the ball. He was amazing, even Gao Ming was blocked by him, and Cheng Yan couldn't do it three points , The only thing to look at is speed and jumping ability, so layups and blocking shots are his forte, but sometimes the play is too much, and the distance between him and the player just now should not be able to catch up and block shots.

If it weren't for the acquaintance of Cheng Yan, Kang Wei would have doubted whether he had supernatural powers.

"No more fights," Kang Wei waved his hands with disgust on his face, "Go and fight class two, we can't match you."

"Come on," Cheng Yan was in high spirits, and his hand feeling was at its peak. How could he hear this, so he pulled Kang Wei's arm, "Brother, just play one more round, just one round."

Kang Wei never heard Cheng Yan call him brother, but he was not Zhao Yibai, Cheng Yan was the one who would accompany him to do it, Kang Wei said: "I won't lie to you, I have something to do when I go home. , It's two sets, take a shower and go to bed, and practice tomorrow."

"You don't want to join the school team?"

"Think about it," Kang Wei took the clothes and put them on his body, "but it's useless to hold the buddha's feet temporarily. We know where our level is. Can we go in and see the good fortune?"

Such a big school can't find a companion to play with. It's not that they are too indifferent and unmotivated, but that Cheng Yan is too enthusiastic. Ever since he knew that the game was ahead of schedule, it was as if he had been beaten. squeezed out.

Zhou Hui came over and said to Cheng Yan, who had lost most of his excitement, "Don't you have an affair with Song Yu?"

Cheng Yan's ears twitched: "You are the only one who has adultery."

Zhou Hui said frankly: "We don't even know when you hooked up with him. What is it if it's not adultery?"

"Why did I hook him up? Why didn't you say he hooked me up?"

"You fart," Zhou Hui said in a nonchalant manner, "You have such a big hand to seduce you? What's wrong with your ass being inlaid with gold?"

"You..." Cheng Yan hit someone with a ball, Zhou Hui blocked it, Cheng Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it."

Zhou Hui smiled, walked over, and poked Cheng Yan with his elbow, "Seriously, since you have hooked up with someone, don't waste resources and learn from him. Once someone has a career, just doing two tricks is no better than you How useful are we playing?"

"Why did I suddenly find him? It's so embarrassing." Cheng Yan turned around, unwilling to listen, but thought about it.

It's not that he hasn't fought Song Yu before, it's because he's often together that he's embarrassed to say that. He used to get advice from Song Yu when he fought with Song Yu. Pointing at the vitals, but now... isn't the situation different?

Zhou Hui’s suggestion Cheng Yan hadn’t thought about it, or because he had thought about it countless times, he felt guilty when he was told it, as if he was caught by Song Yu that day, and after being exposed, he felt guilty when he heard the name .

"I didn't say anything, I just made a suggestion, what's your reaction?" It's hard to say how shy Cheng Yan's reaction was?Zhou Hui shook his head. He must have read it wrong. Can he see shyness from this thick-skinned body?

Cheng Yan knew it was too much, turned around and left: "If you don't fight, you don't fight, and I don't want to play anymore. I'm going home, no see."

The enthusiasm disappeared in an instant, Cheng Yan walked towards the school gate with his clothes on his hands, Zhou Hui touched his mouth, thinking what did he say?

Cheng Yan left the school gate and sighed silently. Was his reaction so obvious?Although I really thought about it... can I find Song Yu...

Tsk, what, what else is he thinking?He let out all his words, if he can't find it, he can't find it, if he breaks it, he breaks it, everyone keeps silent about what happened that night, adults don't remember the villain's past, he is still chasing whoever is disgusting ah?

Even if Zhao Yibai doesn't laugh at him, he despises himself.

Why do you want to find Song Yu whenever something happens?Tang Jiale was right, Song Yu was not his father, he couldn't rely on him like this.

The prospect didn't last long when his cell phone rang.

Master Song [Come out yet? 】;

Cheng Yan looked at the phone, lowered his head, his inspirational emotions were completely defeated, I'm sorry...he really wants this father.