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Chapter 219 Hypocritical Personality Appears

"How stupid do you have to be to ask such a thing? Personality is the embodiment of values ​​and cognition and personality, and has nothing to do with the body, and it will not point to a specific sports activity in detail."

Song Baojun was very embarrassed: "Sorry, sorry, I was also in a hurry to seek medical treatment, and the team was about to lose."

"This is a very simple problem that any personality can be solved at will."

"Okay, who do you recommend?"

"You deserve to have hypocritical personality. (Wei Xin's work number Zhang Junbao, you deserve to pay attention)"

...

Hearing the trash words Pang Yuhan vomited, Song Baojun's face changed several times and said sincerely: "Student Pang Yuhan, I have to apologize to you, it's our fault."

"Uh?" Pang Yuhan was about to walk away after a few sarcastic words, and he stopped after hearing this.

Song Baojun's tone was full of sincerity and his eyes were full of regret. He said, "Yes, after a whole afternoon of serious consideration, I found Huo Caifeng's teachers and classmates and objectively realized that she was a good girl. Long Ya must cherish her."

Pang Yuhan vaguely felt that this guy was not a good thing to talk for no reason, but it was related to a girl's emotional problem, so he replied coldly: "Well, it's good that you can think so."

"I always think so, Xiao Hanhan." Song Baojun's stingy name made Pang Yuhan feel goose bumps all over his body.

The kick-off was re-stopped the two's friendly conversation.

This time, Song Baojun specifically guarded Pang Yuhan, which was equivalent to robbing Deng Yanlin's position. The latter didn't say much to Brother Jun, who had always been elusive.

While following the other party, Song Baojun followed the movements and said, "Xiao Hanhan, I thought about it carefully for a long time. Maybe you are right. I have read a lot of philosophy from your articles, such as that book, that book... what dreams... what dreams? Oh, why can't I remember it suddenly? It's in a dream..."

Seeing that he had been dreaming for a long time, he could not tell the name of the article. He could no longer bear it and replied: "It is the fifth dream in May, published in the sixth issue of the literary journal "Qinghui Yuhan" in 2016. It has a total of about 8,700 words. It tells various stories about a girl who has hallucinations after being abandoned by her lover. In this work, I use dreams to symbolize reality. The scenes between dreams and reality are randomly switched, and the daytime and..."

Unexpectedly, the big black man passed the ball directly, Pang Yuhan was so excited that he forgot to run and responded, and was blocked by Song Baojun and easily grabbed it. He smiled and said, "Day and night, love and hate, noise and loneliness, men and women. Just like you like coriander, I only love to eat garlic, the world of two people will never be able to intersect."

Taking advantage of Pang Yuhan's loss of mind, he carried the ball to run under the basket. Song Baojun felt a lot of pressure and found the right position to shoot.

The commentator shouted: "The Chinese team got the ball again No. 10. His position is very good. We can see that he has a considerable basketball qualities. Oh, he took the action... the ball was scored! The Chinese team went through many difficulties and finally won the first goal of this game! Two points, one precious two points! Two to sixteen, good, Chinese team!"

In full view of everyone, the basketball drew a perfect arc and fell into the basket, making a very beautiful shot.

At this moment, all members of the Chinese team's bench jumped up and cheered loudly, Zhou Xiang and Guo Jun hugged each other tightly, and burst into tears.

Gu Jianfeng jumped up, clenched his fists with both hands, and roared vigorously: "Okay! Good job!"

The team members flocked to Song Baojun, with a glimmer of joy on their faces, rushing to express their congratulations.

"Brother Jun, it's great, we scored a goal!"

"Brother Jun, congratulations on breaking the 22-year goal drought. Our class is saved!"

"We won!"

Tan Qingkai reached out to cover Song Baojun's arm and wanted to lift him up: "Brothers, let's carry Jun brother together for a week to let Jun brother enjoy the cheers and applause of the audience!"

Deng Yanlin laughed happily: "From today on, I can also raise my head and chest to announce loudly to other students that our Chinese department has completely suppressed our opponents on the basketball court!"

The referee rushed over to block their parade route, blew his whistle hard, and said, "Students from the Chinese Department, you have celebrated too long!"

Tan Qingkai stepped forward: "What? Can you not be celebrated if you win? What is the reason? Is there still humanity?"

The referee said with a straight face: "You didn't win at all. You just scored a goal. Now the score is 16 to 2. You still have a long way to go to catch up with the archaeological team. I advise you to stop celebrating immediately and return to the game as soon as possible!"

"What?" Everyone who cheered and encouraged was stunned and stared at each other: "It's only sixteen to two? I thought I won!"

At this time, Pang Yuhan, who was a little confused, caught up with Song Baojun and said, "Your words just now are very interesting. Can my article quote you?"

"What's the matter?"

Pang Yuhan's expression seemed very serious: "It's the sentence just now: You like coriander, I love to eat garlic alone, and the world of two people will never be able to intersect."

"Oh, of course, you can, you are welcome to quote it, you can't ask for it." Song Baojun glanced at the other party and said mysteriously: "By the way, is what you said at noon still valid?"

Seeing Pang Yuhan stunned, Song Baojun continued, "Didn't you say that we should let our class have ten?"

Pang Yuhan replied seriously: "As long as you are willing to apologize to Huo Caifeng, my words will always be valid."

"I respect your decision." Song Baojun waved his hand and asked Long Ya, who was defending Akagi Takaki, to come over: "Along, you will apologize to Huo Caifeng after the game."

Long Ya didn't understand why, but I thought that Brother Jun would never be an unreliable person, so I nodded.

When Pang Yuhan heard this, he felt that the effort at noon was in vain, so he forgot that Song Baojun was unhappy to ask him to pick up soap, and a smile finally appeared on his face: "Okay, I will do what I say."

"So what are you going to do?"

"I can't control my teammates' behavior, but I think I can do it myself. I'll stop playing offense and defense until you get tens of ten."

The two of them ran and chatted as if they were away from the field. During this period, the archaeological team No. 4 scored another goal.

Others had no complaints about this, only Rong Chuanlin shouted: "Song Baojun, be more active! Don't think that you can get carried away by scoring a goal. We must chase you up!"

Song Baojun ignored him and said, "Xiao Hanhan, all the boys in our dormitory are your readers. The facts prove that your work is great. But there is also a problem. In order to coordinate everyone, I must make efforts that ordinary people can't imagine. For example, when Long Ya apologizes to Huo Caifeng, I have to do a lot of work later."

"Uh, what do you want to say? Can you still not call me Xiao Hanhan?"

"Yes, Xiao Hanhan, I think it's just too little, there should be a little more." Song Baojun received a pass from Tan Qingkai and made a breakthrough again.

Due to the lack of Pang Yuhan's support, the archaeological team's pass and call were not cooperated enough, which allowed Song Baojun to easily come to the basket and make a shot.

The ball went in, and another two points.

The Chinese team did not celebrate hard anymore, but quickly returned to their position.

Song Baojun returned to Pang Yuhan and said, "Xiao Hanhan, respect is mutual. Long Ya agreed to apologize to Huo Caifeng. On the contrary, you have to show your sincerity, which is not enough, at least thirty."

"Too many, my teammates won't agree."

"Then we each give in, how about twenty?" Song Baojun rushed towards the opponent's No. 10 player who was holding the ball without waiting for the other party to answer.

The opponent No. 10 is a tall and thin boy wearing glasses. He tied a tape on his legs to go around the back of his head to fix it. His style of play is relatively stable and tough, not as fancy as Pang Yuhan. He never drags when he can pass the ball, and never plays in the air when he can shoot directly.

The man with glasses was very fast, and he swept across Tan Qingkai who was defending like a wind. The latter could only smell a scent of sweat coming from the wind.

The archaeological team is really too powerful. Even if Pang Yuhan does not participate in the offense, he can still defeat the Chinese team.

Song Baojun thought that he could not let the opponent score any more, so he chased him hard while shouting: "Stop him! Hurry!"

Deng Yanlin also knew that the enemy could not be impressed, so he quickly stepped forward and stuck his position.

The man in glasses made a gesture to pass the ball to the left, and Deng Yanlin hurriedly moved to the left clumsyly, but the man in glasses had already swung to the right, leaving Deng Yanlin as foolishly looking for a trace of his opponent.

Song Baojun was so anxious that he wanted to jump off his feet and shouted: "Deng Yanlin, if you make another mistake, you will be dead!"

"I did my best..." Deng Yanlin replied weakly.

Song Baojun thought that this would not work. All his intentions were seen through by the other party, so he waved his hand to Tan Qingkai and shouted: "Go and guard the blacksmith shop!"

Tan Qingkai was stunned and then realized that the Blacksmith shop was the name of a place in the middle of the battlefield map "Alahi Basin" in "World of Devils and Beasts". Brother Jun asked him to guard the center line.

Song Baojun shouted again: "Longya, go and get stuck in Xiangxiang Pavilion!"

Long Ya made a bend of mind than Tan Qingkai before he remembered that Xiangxiang Pavilion was in the southeast of the dormitory. In the southwest of the basketball court was the opponent's inside line, and he made an OK gesture to Brother Jun.

Song Baojun continued to shout: "Rongchuanlin! The water-patterned treasure mat is long-lasting! The thousand-mile period is good for one night!"

This sentence is even more obscure. Fortunately, Rong Chuanlin is also a student in the Chinese department and is very familiar with ancient poems and prose. He knows that the next two sentences are "From now on, I will never love Liang Ye, let the bright moon go down to the west building."

Going down the west stairs and heading to the west, isn’t it just for yourself to return to defense?

Deng Yanlin hurriedly asked, "Brother Jun, what about me? What should I do?"

"What do you do most often during the exam?" Song Baojun said.

"Please..." Deng Yanlin swallowed the word "bad" back to his throat, and suddenly remembered that Brother Jun wanted to commit more fouls and bravely violated his opponents when defending.

A series of adjustment orders were issued, and even the smartest Pang Yuhan couldn't understand what they were communicating.

No matter football, basketball, volleyball, ice hockey, water polo on the court, each team has its own set of action gestures and codes. When will the entire line be pushed up and when will the defensive counterattack be fought back, the coach will use gestures or code words to control the rhythm on the court.

The comic of the same name of "The Boy of the Vitality" officially started serialization in January 2017, with 24219201, and you can add it to the book readers.
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