After the breakup, I brought glory to my family and country

046 "Living King of Hell" turns into "Living Bodhisattva" instantly

"Turn left at the end of the road and go straight for 50 meters."

Song Zhi lowered his head and studied the navigation on his mobile phone.

"The destination has been reached and this navigation is over."

For road warriors, navigation is the greatest invention in the world.

Song Zhi turned off his phone, raised his head, and frowned slightly when he saw the words "Basketball Hall" in front of him.

The building in front of me can only be described as broken. A large piece of the wall in the middle has been broken at some point, revealing the gray wall.The sides are even covered with creepers.

After Song Zhi walked in, a feeling of depression swept over him.

too small!
There are only three basketball courts and six basketball hoops in the entire basketball hall, and the rubber floor underfoot has also been worn away.

Song Zhi felt like he had entered a slum in a basketball gym.

Slums, oh no, a lot of people have gathered in the center of the basketball hall, and there are nearly twenty girls by visual inspection.

At a glance, everyone is taller than Song Zhi, and there are even more than one girl who is over 1.9 meters tall.

Song Zhi walked slowly behind them, always keeping a distance of three meters from them. She didn't like the crowd.

"Some people say that the coach of the women's basketball team is very cruel. He seems to be called the 'living king of hell' by others."

"Yes, yes, one of my seniors quit the team because she couldn't stand his temper."

The more Song Zhi listened, the more confused she became. Was this the person who promised to give her money?It doesn't sound like it.If someone changes, the money will not be less.

"Did you hear that the captain of the previous school women's basketball team will also come to watch our selection today?"

"I heard about it. It is said that she is now playing in the provincial team. How cool!"

"It's just a pity that the coach of the national team didn't take a fancy to her before, otherwise our women's basketball team would be famous far and wide." A girl with a black ponytail sighed and said.

"You don't even look at whether you can stay before you criticize our women's basketball team. This time we will choose five freshmen, and you don't look at whether you have the ability."

The tallest girl here has a weird air.

As the saying goes, where there are many women, there will naturally be more disputes. This sentence is like a fuse, igniting disputes.

"How do you talk? You are tall, aren't you?"

"Yes, it's amazing. If I raise my hand, you don't know if you can catch it."

"you!"

The two of them faced each other, tit for tat, and the others surrounded them, forming a circle.

"Why are you making all this noise!" came a rich voice.

Wang Pengcai was carrying a table in his hand. The table looked heavy but he lifted it easily.

Behind him followed a girl with short hair holding two basketballs.

The girl was wearing a black basketball uniform with the words: Jiangning Province, No. 11, Yang Yuwei.

Seeing Wang Pengcai's serious look, they suddenly fell silent.

Wang Pengcai stood at the front and put down the table.Others consciously formed three rows and lined up accordingly.

Song Zhi walked slowly to the last row of the third column. The people in front completely blocked her, but she didn't care.

Wang Pengcai put down the table and scattered a bunch of folded papers on the table.

"Let me tell you, we will conduct the selection of the school women's basketball team later, and finally there will be five people left."

His words were very serious, and the only strange thing was that he always stretched his neck, as if he was looking for something.

"Now we will draw lots, and two people who draw the same number will compete in a one-on-one match based on a points system. Finally, the five people with the highest points will be selected to join the school women's basketball team."

As soon as he finished speaking, the girls rushed forward in a swarm. Just as the person in front was about to get the note, he was squeezed away by the people behind.

"Everyone lines up! There are no rules at all."

Wang Pengcai yelled, anger appearing on his face.

The girls were startled by the voice, and quickly lined up. They all lowered their heads, pushing each other away and not daring to move forward.

After all, they have all heard of the title of "King of Hell", the coach of the school's women's basketball team, and they dare not offend him.

"Hurry up." Wang Pengcai urged.

Under his urging, the team moved forward slowly. After one person took it away, another person stepped forward to take it in an orderly manner.After the last person in the line had taken it, there was still one piece of paper left on the table.

"Who else hasn't taken it?" Wang Pengcai held it up in his hand, with a hint of impatience on his face.

"Me." A cold female voice came from behind a group of people.

Everyone dispersed to both sides.

Song Zhi was seen squatting on the ground, with his head lowered and his fingers flexibly moving on the shoelaces, as if weaving a delicate work of art, completely ignoring the majesty on Wang Pengcai's face.

The shoelaces wound around in her hands until they formed a tight bow, and she slowly stood up, not forgetting to straighten her clothes in the end.

Wang Pengcai took the piece of paper and walked towards Song Zhi's position, with no discernible expression on his face.

The people around seemed to be frozen, and there was silence. Only their eyes were following Wang Pengcai, and they silently lit a candle for this shoelace warrior.

Song Zhi stood there and watched him approach, motionless. When he arrived in front of her, he stretched out his hand directly and spread his palms in front of him.

Everyone's eyes widened. It was just that she didn't take the initiative to take it. What does this mean?Waiting for the "Living King of Hell" to personally hand the piece of paper to her?What a big rack!
They were already prepared for the "living king of hell" to be furious.

I saw him gently placing the piece of paper in Song Zhi's hand, his straight face tainted with a little gentleness.

"I've been looking for you for a long time, but luckily you're here. Good luck with the selection."

"Oh." Song Zhi replied lightly.

? ?
What does this say? When did the "Living King of Hell" become so gentle?Become a "living Bodhisattva" in seconds? !

Everyone was stunned and guessing the identity of this girl.

"What the hell? Why does he have such a good temper towards this girl? Is this a relative of his?"

"No way, the 'Living King of Hell' also engages in guanxi households?"

"It doesn't matter if she is a well-connected person or not, she will be able to reap the benefits when she comes to the field."

"Then she must be the shortest among us, right? Isn't it easy to win against her?"

As he was speaking, a girl slowly raised her hands above her head.

"Well, I seem to be shorter than her."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then burst into sharp laughter.

"Hahahahahaha, who cares about you, little dwarf."

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"Now you open the pieces of paper in your hands, and the two people I call the numbers will tell me their names."

Before he finished speaking, the note had almost been opened.

Song Zhi looked at the number "7" on the note and raised his eyebrows.

"No. 1." Wang Pengcai reported the number and wrote something down with a pen in his hand.

"Huang Mengyun."

"Sun Lin."

"number 2."

"Meng Xiang."

"Li Muzi." The girl who had just been laughed at shouted her name.

……

"number 7."

"Zhang Ping."

"Songzhi."

Zhang Ping is the tallest girl here, nearly 20 centimeters taller than Song Zhi.

She glanced at the place where Song Zhi made the noise. Seeing that her opponent was so short, a smile immediately appeared on her face, as if she was sure of victory.

Song Zhi didn't even look at her. After all, no matter who he was in her eyes, he would only have one identity in the end, loser.

(End of this chapter)