Dad, please try harder

Chapter 162 I Finished the Book Before You
"What time does the game start?"

Ding Linlang put on her underwear under the quilt, then lifted the quilt to put on her coat, and casually asked Qian Quan while she was arranging her hair.

"8 o'clock." Qian Quan lay shirtless on his side, smiling slightly, looking at Ding Linlang tenderly.

"Then it will start soon." Ding Linlang put on a long-sleeved T-shirt.

"Well, there are still 8 minutes, come here and lie down for a while." Qian Quan said and pulled Ding Linlang into his arms.

"Hey, wait until I put on my pants..." Ding Linlang shouted, before he finished speaking, he was already lying in Qian Quan's arms.

Qian Quan stroked his girlfriend's back lightly, and said softly, "This feels really good."

Talking on the mouth, the hand slid all the way again, stopped at a certain bump, and gently exerted force...

Feeling the movement of her boyfriend's hand, Ding Linlang asked with a provocative smile, "Are you thinking again?"

"A little bit." Qian Quan said truthfully.

"Is it okay?" The girl raised her eyebrows, her tone raised, quite arrogant.

Don't you know that this sentence is the biggest provocation to a man.

The power of money must be proved by practical actions.

"The competition is about to start!" Ding Linlang protested.

"Watch the second half."

"Hey, Qian Quan! The clothes I just put on, ah, wait a minute, I will do it myself..."

……

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Generally speaking, a basketball game is divided into four quarters, each 10 minutes, the first two quarters are the first half, and the last two quarters are the second half.

Intermission is 10 minutes.

In other words, in a game, the pure time on the court is 40 minutes, but in reality, it is far more than that.

Because the game has timeouts, fouls, free throws, overtime, and unexpected situations...

In short, a real basketball game should be played for at least 2 hours from start to finish without overtime.

For halftime, it's about an hour.

When Qian Quan and Ding Linlang turned on the TV to watch the game, the second half had just begun.

The current score of the two teams is 56:52, with Peking University leading by 4 points.

"Pass me the water."

Ding Linlang sat lazily on the head of the bed watching the game, saw Qian Quan coming out of the bathroom, and said softly.

"No name?"

"... Qian Quan."

"Not intimate enough."

"Stone, little stone..."

"Stop it." Qian Quan smiled and gave Ding Linlang the water.

During the dialogue between the two, Peking University has pulled the point difference to double digits, leading by 11 points.

"If the fight continues like this, Siming will lose." Ding Linlang said after taking a sip of water.

Qian Quan sat next to Ding Linlang, watched TV, and asked, "Where's their No. 7?"

"Being closely guarded by the whole audience," Ding Linlang said, "You can just pay attention. I guess when you play Peking University, you will be treated the same way."

Qian Quan nodded, looked at it for a while, and said, "The defense is really good."

"If it was you, how did you break it?"

Qian Quan suddenly laughed and asked, "Only guard against me?"

"Yes."

Qian Quan smiled unabated, and looked at Ding Linlang: "Looking at the colleges and universities across the country, there is only one person who can defend me alone."

"Who?"

"you."

Ding Linlang suddenly came to his senses, slapped Qian Quan, and cursed shyly, "Get lost!"

"I mean we used to fight one-on-one, and you defended me alone, where did you think?"

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!" Ding Linlang covered Qian Quan's mouth.

"Hey, you didn't wash your hands, boss."

"Haha, you still despise yourself." Ding Linlang was proud.

The two played around for a while, Qian Quan suddenly stopped moving, and quietly looked at Ding Linlang closely with deep eyes.

The latter felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he hurriedly pushed Qian Quan away and said, "Watch the game and watch the game."

There is one thing to say, it is really a double-edged sword to have physical strength to blame your boyfriend.

Ding Linlang remembered that when she was writing an urban novel, she wrote about a male protagonist who was a sports student. Then, in order to enrich the characters and make it more interesting, she went online to search for jokes about sports students.

One of the jokes is this: What is it like to have a boyfriend who is a sports student?
Answer: Normal boyfriend, ummmm, sleep, dawn;
Sports boyfriend, uh uh uh uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhin

I didn't expect that the joke I searched back then would now come true to me.

Thinking of this, he sneaked a glance at Qian Quan, and some images flashed in his mind, and his face couldn't help but blush.

Fortunately, Qian Quan is now engrossed in watching the game, and has not noticed the subtle changes in her expression.

"8 points difference, Siming is biting, and there are some hits in the fourth quarter." Qian Quan said.

"Who do you think will win?" Ding Linlang asked.

"It's hard to say. It depends on the situation that Peking University has the upper hand, but Siming also played very tenaciously."

"Why don't we make a bet," Ding Linlang said, "Just bet on this game. If you win, I will promise you one thing. Anything is fine. If I win, you will promise me one thing." .”

"Okay, who do you bet on?"

"Siming."

"Then I bet Peking University will win."

The fourth quarter began quickly, and Peking University maintained its lead. Until the last 3 minutes of the game, Peking University still led by 7 points.

At this moment, a discordant scene appeared on the field.

The player defending No. 7 of Siming University suddenly made a provocative move towards No. 7 after completing a block, which almost caused a conflict.

"Does he want to change one?" Ding Linlang asked.

"Normal, the hormones are high, sometimes I get excited and want to shout, this is also part of the game.

"However, the premise is not to do black hands, not to really fight."

Ding Linlang nodded with a smile, and said, "You seem to have never celebrated excessively on the court, and your mood has always been stable. Some people on the Internet said that your expression during the game is a bit like a stone Buddha."

"I did it on purpose, so that the opponent can't understand my emotions, and I can avoid the interference of trash talk."

The two were chatting, Siming's No. 7 scored a three-pointer, and then scored two consecutive mid-range shots and a 2+1. He scored 10 points in a row and overtook the score in an instant!
His sudden outburst also ignited the atmosphere of the scene.

Peking University called a timeout.

"It's interesting." Qian Quan said.

"Now it's time for the stars to decide the game."

"Well, the momentum has reversed, and the offense and defense have changed."

Back from the timeout, Siming continued the momentum just now, and another pitcher also hit a baseline 3-pointer, starting to expand the lead.

On the other hand, Peking University seems to be a bit confused, one failed, and another made a mistake.

Siming seized the opportunity and continued to score. With one minute left in the game, he overtook Peking University by 1 points.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?" Qian Quan asked Ding Linlang.

"The game is not over yet."

"It's over." Qian Quan judged based on his own experience.

Competitive competition is like this, the general trend is irreversible.

Momentum looks very metaphysical, but it is actually a psychology.

The defeat is like a mountain, not because of the real lack of strength, but because of the collapse of mentality.

The fact is just as Qian Quan said, even though Peking University made adjustments and started to score goals, they couldn't stop Siming from scoring.

Especially the unstoppable No. 7 who suddenly opened Wushuang.

Both teams are scoring, and the point difference will not shrink.

Time is decreasing by the second.

Until the last 10 seconds, there was still a 9-point difference.

The conflict that almost broke out turned out to be the turning point of the whole game.

Number 7 is enraged and activated.

Peking University is gone.

Players on both sides stopped attacking and waited for the time to run out in different moods.

The host in charge of the commentary began to congratulate Siming University for being promoted to the top four in the country, and announced:

"Siming University's next opponent is also this year's dark horse Haishi University. Let's look forward to this match of needlepoint against wheatgrass!"

Qian Quan's school team group also began to play news non-stop.

They studied and deduced Peking University for half a day, and it turned out that Siming advanced.

Now it is definitely necessary to temporarily hold Buddha's feet and analyze and analyze Siming.

"The advancement of Siming University is a good thing for you." Ding Linlang insisted on his point of view.

"I don't think so," Qian Quan said, "This is a classic misunderstanding, strength on paper does not represent real strength.

"For example, Peking University and Siming. According to the predictions before the match, 8% of the people think that Peking University will win."

"It makes sense." Ding Linlang said, "Now Siming is your opponent, and countless precedents tell us, never underestimate your opponent."

"correct."

The two chatted about basketball for a while, brushed their teeth and took a shower together.

Before going to bed, Ding Linlang said suddenly, "I've caught up with your new book."

Qian Quan smiled and said, "How do you feel?"

"Where did the idea for your new book come from?"

"Part of it is inspired by your new book, and part of it is inspired by reading novels at the source."

Ding Linlang nodded: "I never realized that your writing is so strong before."

"I haven't written a serious one before. A long story is like a long-distance race. It can stimulate people's potential. Sometimes as I write, I can even write a few sentences that amaze me."

"It's narcissistic enough." Ding Linlang smiled, "But it's true. When I read the articles I wrote before, I'm still surprised that some paragraphs and chapters are actually written by myself."

"Ha ha……"

"How many words are you expected to write in this book?" Ding Linlang asked.

"Around 200 million."

"Then I will finish the book before you. I will finish the book with about 30 million words..."

"Ah."

The two chatted and slowly fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)