"No need to stay here in a daze, Team Leader Lin... It's time to change your clothes and go play ball. Director Feng is still waiting for us."
As Zhou Bocheng spoke, he began to change his clothes and put on a set of football uniforms. After that, he left the office. As for what Lin Haoran thought, he didn't care at all.
Basketball is a very technical activity, and Zhou Bocheng's basketball is very different from the basketball in school.
To put it simply, I relied on my height to jump high, grab the ball and pass it to the leader, and then watched the opponent take many steps to make a three-step basket, as well as non-standard movements. After several shots, I finally made one.
After the ball was played, everyone applauded wildly and praised it.
At least that's how it is when playing basketball with Feng Wei. Feng Wei is good at basketball and loves to play. He is very addictive.
Basketball is not about slam dunks and shot blocking! It’s about worldliness!
"Quick, quick, quick, rock, paper, scissors are divided into groups. Let's play the whole court. There are many people today, so 5 balls are used to change one group of people."
There are indeed many people playing basketball today, or in other words, there are many people watching basketball, especially people from new energy, plus people from other departments, it looks like a very small basketball game scene.
A giant like Zhiyuan Group will not only have one basketball court.
"After the grouping started, Zhou Baicheng, Liu Jun, Huang Lixin, Feng Wei, and the new members of the logistics department formed a team."
"Bocheng, the old rules." Feng Wei said something to Zhou Bocheng, gave him a "you know" look, and then started running.
Zhou Bocheng loved playing basketball. When he was young, no one wanted to play with him. When he went to college, he played on the school team for three years.
But for the sake of his own life and his own work, he actually acted coyly on the things he loved, and did not follow his original things and forgot his original intention.
Over the past few years, he seems to have forgotten the indisputable fact that basketball is a sport.
So today Zhou Bocheng has to do what he wants to do again.
"start!"
As the whistle blew, Zhou Bocheng jumped up to grab the ball with an unknown person on the opposite side. He jumped hard and shot it directly to Liu Jun. Liu Jun had quick eyesight and quick hands. He grabbed the basketball and threw it towards Feng Wei.
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Feng Wei hugged the ball with a face full of joy. With his height of about 1.7 meters, he started running crazily from the three-point line until he ran under the backboard, and then made a shooting posture that he thought was very elegant.
brush!
The ball didn't go in.
"Director Feng is awesome, let's do it again."
He had just finished voting when someone started to boo him.
The opponent who kicked off the ball with Zhou Bocheng could actually grab the ball easily, but after hearing the shouts from the court, he quickly made a fake move. Feng Wei had quick eyes and quick hands and shot again, and the ball clattered.
No goal!
"One more! Director Feng."
One did not score, two did not score, one after another, a group of young men who were taller than Feng Wei stood under the backboard and could reach out to catch it, but everyone chose to refuse.
However, everyone's fake movements were extremely realistic, which made people feel that Feng Wei was really powerful.
When the fifth ball was thrown, the ball finally went in. In an instant, the entire field, including the players below who were not playing, and the new energy staff standing around, began to cheer.
"nice shot!"
"Amazing. A man in his forties is no less good than a young man in his 20s."
"The treasured sword is not old, the treasured sword is not old."
"What a good shot."
…
"What a ball!" There was a thunder, and the entire basketball court was silent, the source of the sound.
Zhou Bocheng, wearing a jersey, stood alone on the other side of the basketball court, looking at a group of monkey-like crowds, with a mocking look on his face for the first time.
What a ball?!?!
Does Zhou Bocheng know what he is talking about?
Feng Wei was also stunned. Looking at Zhou Bocheng, he asked why he didn't show up just now.
"I won't hit this ball!" Zhou Bocheng continued to speak calmly.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Feng Wei glanced sideways and asked casually across the basketball court.
"I'm good, I'm good at everything, but if I don't hit, I can't hit this ball!"
The basketball fell to the ground, and everyone's attention was attracted by Zhou Bocheng. No one noticed that the basketball rolled away from Zhou Bocheng's feet.
While talking, Zhou Bocheng picked up the basketball.
"This is a very interesting sport. I have loved it since I was a child. I remember that my happiest time was when I was in college. There was no bullshit praise and no bullshit rules. At that time, every time I
I was very happy to play ball, and it was hearty. After playing, I bought ice soda and ice Coke. After the game, I went back to the dormitory to take a shower. I was very happy.
Sometimes after I come to work, I find that this sport has changed and turned into a means of flattering leaders. Feng Wei plays like a dick. Can't you all see it? Are they all blind? He will beat him mlgb
The ball!”
Is playing basketball a slam dunk and blocking a shot? Not playing basketball is a worldly thing!
"Isn't he just sitting under his butt? Everyone praises him, but what's the point of playing basketball? If you want to talk about work, let's go back to work, work hard, work down-to-earth, and if you want to exercise, let's get down to work.
A solid sport with no distinction of status. This is a fair team sport. What’s the foul? Do you think everyone is blind? People who are taller than him can grab all the rebounds by raising their hands.
?”
Zhou Bocheng stared at Feng Wei word by word without giving in at all. He couldn't bear it for a long time. From the first year of his work, he always played with a face full of anger, fouls, not fouls, goals.
Not a goal.
What he gets after every game is not the joy of dopamine secretion, but a feeling of nausea.
After Zhou Bocheng finished speaking, there was no sound except the wind in the entire basketball court.
Everyone was dumbfounded. They were either dumbfounded or shocked. They were just dumbfounded. Everyone was too dumb to move.
Doesn’t Zhou Bocheng know what the occasion is?
Wang Guangran looked at Feng Wei with a pig liver look on his face and smiled slightly. Zhou Bocheng had just wiped out his face. This time, he could no longer keep his position as supervisor.
Even Wu Yao was dumbfounded. He knew something was wrong with the other party recently, but he never thought that something was wrong with the other party. What he said was too impulsive, and what he did was too impulsive.
In full view of everyone, Feng Weijing stared at Zhou Bocheng with no expression and spoke coldly.
"So how does Director Zhou think this basketball game should be played? How should it be used for entertainment and fitness? If I am ignorant, please ask Director Zhou to explain his thoughts to everyone."
Feng Wei started to speak in an official tone, and everyone knew that Zhou Bocheng was finished...