ebonymovies Chapter 470 Mud Bodhisattva
Chapter 470 Mud Bodhisattva
Chapter 470 Mud Bodhisattva
The atmosphere in Wukesong Gymnasium is becoming more and more tense. The hearts of the audience are racing as the game deepens and becomes more intense. The buzzing sound fills the entire arena. Together, waves of sound are formed. If you are in it, you will feel that you can't even hear the voices of the people next to you.
However, in the VIP seats above the arena, a soundproof glass separates the noisy environment on the court from the interior. Fans who buy VIP seats can enjoy the game quietly. Here, they can also watch it through the large LCD screen hanging under the dome. The details of the game.
Gan Guoyang was sitting in a VIP room with the best viewing position, carefully watching the fierce competition on the field.He was the only one in the private room. Feng Guangyao just answered a phone call and went out, and he hasn't come back yet.
In fact, Gan Guoyang doesn't like to watch games in the VIP room. It's isolated from the outside world, and it's more private. You can sit and lie down and look at it however you want, but because of the isolation, you can't feel the excitement on the court. The shouts and the tense atmosphere were gone.
That is the throbbing imprinted deep in Gan Guoyang's soul - the desire for cheers and victory has been buried for more than 20 years now, and there is only one reason for him to sit in this VIP box isolated from the outside world - here, he can come anytime Smoke a cigar.
Gan Guoyang took out a cigar from his pocket. It was an ordinary cigar made in Indonesia. It is convenient and convenient, and it is becoming more and more indifferent to quality and brand.
"Glory..."
Gan Guoyang yelled, only to remember that Feng Guangyao had gone out and hadn't come back yet, and he wanted Feng Guangyao to light his cigarettes for him.
"Where did this guy go..."
Thinking about it, Gan Guoyang took out a box of long matches from his pocket, lit it, and lit the cigar. The dense smoke wafted in the box. He took a puff, and some strong smoke squeezed into his mouth, and then Spit it out again.
A familiar sense of pleasure calmed down Gan Guoyang's slightly restless heart.As long as the game is at a critical moment, his heart will still be pounding, as if returning to his youth, at the Seattle Dome, at the Western Forum in Los Angeles, at the Portland Memorial Arena, and at the Triangle Center in Salt Lake City , at the Silver Top in Detroit, at the Compaq in Houston, at the Rose Garden, at the United Center in Chicago, those suffocating moments time after time.
If a person experiences too many tense moments like this, he will become addicted, and if he returns to a peaceful life one day, he will be very unaccustomed to it.
More than 20 years have passed, and even in a small high school competition, Gan Guoyang is still so excited that it is difficult to contain it, and he has to use a cigar to relieve his emotions.
On the court, the two sides were entering a timeout, when Feng Guangyao finally came back, he carefully entered and closed the door and sat down, trying not to make any noise.
Gan Guoyang sat on the big armchair in front of him with his legs crossed, took another breath, and asked, "What happened?"
Feng Guangyao replied: "No, nothing happened, but a friend came and brought her in."
Gan Guoyang didn't speak, Feng Guangyao paused for a moment, then continued, "Gan, do you want to know who's here?"
Gan Guoyang was stunned when he heard this. He knew Feng Guangyao's personality very well. The two had been together for almost 40 years. Unusual.
Gan Guoyang turned around, looked at Feng Guangyao, and asked, "Who is it?"
Feng Guangyao also looked at Gan Guoyang and said, "I said so, you should know, right?"
Feng Guangyao knew that Gan Guoyang was so smart, so he must have guessed it in his heart. Sure enough, Gan Guoyang hesitated for a moment, and instantly stood up from the stool. Feng Guangyao also got up from his seat, and was about to open the door for Gan Guoyang.
But Gan Guoyang didn't leave, he sat down after thinking for a while, bit the cigar in his mouth, took a sip, and calmed down again.
Feng Guangyao wanted to say something, but he remained silent after all, and sat down with him. He has been with Gan Guoyang for 40 years, from youth to middle age to gray hair. He knows that everything Gan Guoyang does will have his reasons , even if he makes a mistake, there is a reason for his mistake.
At this time, the timeout on the court was over, and the two sides had returned to the court. During the attack, Lu Yuan assisted Wang Yourong for a layup, helping Lizhong to close the score again, and the gap was narrowed to 5 points.
At this moment, Gan Guoyang asked Feng Guangyao, "Guangyao, do you know why I play basketball?"
"what?"
"Let me ask you, do you know why I play basketball?"
"This...you were born to play basketball, it's a pity not to play basketball."
Gan Guoyang shook his head. Feng Guangyao knew him very well, but Feng Guangyao would not understand this issue, because even Gan Guoyang himself had been thinking about it for decades—why did he play basketball?
He even watched his autobiographical movie starring Gan Zhizhi twice, but there was no answer in it. There are some things in his heart that he can never tell others in his life, let alone filmed in the movie.
However, as he watched group after group of kids struggle and struggle in the league he formed every year, he felt that he was getting closer and closer to the answer, and he was only short of an epiphany.
And just now, the moment he turned around and wanted to leave, he figured it out. He had played basketball for decades, won countless honors, and became a true legend, but it took decades to figure out how a high school A question that students might be able to figure out—why does he play basketball?
Gan Guoyang said to Feng Guangyao: "The reason why I play basketball is because I am afraid of being alone."
Feng Guangyao remained silent for a long time, looking at the wide chair back and even wider shoulders, it turned out that God was also afraid of loneliness, so he created man.
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"Wang Yourong, can you play basketball?"
That was a long time ago... No, it's not that long, it was just a year ago, but to Wang Yourong, it seems a long time ago, someone asked him, can you play basketball?
Many people have asked Wang Yourong similar questions, can you play basketball?Can you throw a discus?do you play gamesCan you play poker?can you fish
Some Wang Yourong can, and some Wang Yourong can't, but when people ask him this way, he always says no, because he is afraid, afraid of interacting with people, and afraid that people will find him a big man with a superficial appearance after they get to know him.He didn't even say the word "no", he just shook his head, afraid that others would hear his ridiculous voice.
Knowing that someone asked him "Can you play basketball?" Wang Yourong finally gave the first positive answer in his life: a little bit.
A little bit, he will eventually, he has also started playing basketball after all, a year has passed in a flash, and this year has been fulfilling and long.
Training is hard, competition is tiring, victory is joy, and failure is pain. Wang Yourong has experienced all kinds of ups and downs in this year, which exceeds the sum of his past ten years.
There is only one thing he has not tasted, and that is the taste of loneliness, which he no longer has to taste.
Wang Yourong is not stupid, he is just a little dull, because he stayed in the closed box for too long, and his heart became a little stiff. Now that he is no longer stiff, he understands a truth, which his mother told him: Shiwei The confidant dies, and the woman is the one who pleases herself.
So there is a word for friend and a word for rong in his name, which was given to him by his grandfather.
On the basketball court, in order to keep others and the team alive, players have to hold the belief that they must die. Therefore, Wang Yourong today is fearless.
Ganzhi is really too powerful. People call him Golden Face Buddha, because he is invincible all over the world. He is a Buddha under the basket. No one can shake him, but Wang Yourong wants to shake him. No matter how many times he is attacked, He will not give up his determination to defend his opponent.
Even if there is a Buddha on the opposite side, but he is just a clay bodhisattva!
Gan Zhizhi took the ball again on his right rib, received the ball, dribbled the ball, and pushed back. The huge force made Wang Yourong almost unsteady, and Gan Zhizhi had already turned around. It's almost an unstoppable move!
Gan Zhizhi's movements were stretched and light, quite like a grandfather, but Wang Yourong didn't give up, he jumped up with all his strength, and stretched his arms with all his strength to interfere.
The two bodies collided in the air, and Wang Yourong's ferocious aura inspired Gan Zhizhi. The movement of his hand hesitated for 0.1 second, and the ball flew out, but the force was no longer right.
"rebound!"
Wang Yourong roared wildly. He had just landed, but he firmly believed that the goal would not be scored, because he could feel that his defense had worked.
"Oh!"
The ball hit the basket, and it really missed. Chen Cai stepped forward and grabbed the backboard, and immediately handed the ball to Lu Yuan. This time, Lu Yuan didn't drag the rhythm anymore. Time was running out, so he immediately dribbled and rushed forward. Go launch a quick counterattack!
Just after taking two steps, Huaqing's double-team came up to meet him. Lu Yuan passed the ball to Dai Haoran, who responded. Dai Haoran advanced halfway, and passed the ball to Bai Ye who was following up on the flank. Bai Ye caught the ball and killed At the basket, but his layup was interfered by Lu Jian's supplementary defense. The ball bounced twice on the basket and slid out.
But Wang Yourong rushed from the backcourt like a Boeing 747, jumped up before everyone else, grabbed the sliding basketball with both hands in the air, and dunked the ball into the basket like a mountain top.
With a loud bang, the basket was buckled and shook.
Wang Yourong succeeded in making up the dunk, 71:74, only three points away.
The mud bodhisattva crossed the river, and it was hard to protect himself, but this time, the mud bodhisattva appeared.
(End of this chapter)