Early in the morning, An Sheng found a piece of paper on the table.

"Dad An, Brother An, I have something bad recently. I'm going out for a while. Don't ruin me anymore. I'll come back soon after the matter is done!"

After watching it for a long time, what does that "bad thing" mean? And the "Don't ruin me", which made Ansheng think about it for a long time.

"It's an urgent matter, don't worry about me!"

Ansheng really didn't dare to praise his high-level cultural level. He put down the paper and said, "This high-level is not easy at all."

"Anze, please help Gao Jian ask for leave!"

An Zemeng was like a dream. After seeing Gao Jian, he left the paper, which made An Zemeng laugh for a long time.

"It's not as bad as I imagined. Xiao Fei's departure did not cause any great harm to Gao Jian's heart."

The father and son ate breakfast, and An Fei followed Fang Fei to abroad. Gao Jian disappeared for some time. The father and son were left again, and the atmosphere was quite awkward.

An Sheng swallowed a wonton and looked at the wonton in the bowl. He had no appetite.

"Have Gao Jian brought enough money?"

This sentence made An Zemeng ask, but An Zemeng couldn't answer for a long time, "Maybe there will be!"

Although Gao Jian was not An Sheng's biological son, in An Sheng's mind, he cared for Gao Jian more than his biological son. At that time, he made three rules, but the last chapter was not to let Gao Jian leave An Fei.

"Gao Jian, Dad An's last agreement, you have to take care of Xiaofei and never leave Xiaofei!"

What a pity, Ansheng's voice may never be able to express in his life. An Fei chose Fang Fei and couldn't wait to go abroad because she didn't want to see Gao Jian.

An Sheng murmured, "Gao Jian's personality is several times better than Fang Fei. Gao Jian loses because of the background!"

"ah!"

An Zemeng raised her eyes, frowned, and said inadvertently, "Dad, what do you want to say?"

"An Ze, tell me honestly, my dad doesn't understand what the world of basketball is like. Dad wants to ask you, can Gao Jian make a name for playing basketball and whether he can break the record set by Fang Fei!"

"No. 1 in the Italian Junior Basketball Open!"

An Zemeng put down her chopsticks and brought out a very serious face. "The Italian Youth Open is just a small-scale competition. The masters are not concentrated and have little value!"

An Zemeng was in circles. An Sheng was not as cunning as An Zemeng. An Sheng was more like Gao Jian, and they were both impatient. Otherwise, why did An Sheng care so much about Gao Jian? An Sheng asked, "Can you do it?"

"Gaojian has a lot of room for improvement, so I can only say that. But I have to see Gaojian himself if he can break Fang Fei's record."

An Sheng's eyes were blurred, "I'm really confused when playing basketball! That kid just refused to give up, his departure must be related to basketball."

After night, Gao Jian took the evening bus. The cheapest station was on the train. As soon as he stood, he stood there for one night.

"ah!"

When he went out of the train, he lazily pushed away his palms, "Ah, so sleepy, so sleepy."

He came out in a hurry, and he didn't bring anything except basketball and some money he usually accumulated.

"Great insight, if you want to improve your basketball skills, you can go to Qinglong Mountain to find a person named Qinglong Director. He gave me some guidance to me at the beginning."

Before Fang Fei left, he gave Gao Jian the letter, and Gao Jian hurriedly searched for him that night.

Qinglong Town is named because of its terrain that it resembles a giant dragon. The most famous one is Qinglong Mountain. There are countless people who come here to worship the mountain all year round.

Qinglong Mountain is incense, and those who claim to be Qinglong lay Buddhists spend most of their family repairs, and the temples that add icing on the cake seek for Buddha are endless.

The person Gao Jian was looking for this time was this legendary Qinglong layman. He said that he was a legendary man. It is said that this man is a retired player with excellent basketball skills.

After retiring, no one has seen him touch basketball.

"Brother, how can I go to Qinglong Mountain?"

"Passenger pointed in one direction, took bus No. 5 and arrived at the end of the station!"

The first time I came to a brand new city, Gao Jianquan ran around with his courage, and he had many unjust paths.

"Dear passengers, Qinglongshan, the last station is about to arrive. Please bring your own luggage bags and welcome passengers to take bus No. 5 next time!"

When playing station information on the bus, Gao Jian became more and more excited. He was full of anticipation about what kind of practice he would be next.

Qinglong Mountain is really grand. The towering mountain is almost towering into the clouds. When you look up at the foot of the mountain, your waist is 90 degrees and you can't see it at a glance.

"It's so high and so big, this mountain!"

The clouds lingered in the mountains, like green dragons entrenched. Just looking at this momentum is enough to shock your heart. Gao Jian roughly estimated, "Can you get to the mountain tonight?"

"Sir, it takes less than a day. You just need to reach our cable car and you can get to Qinglong Temple in half an hour, and you can still see Qinglong Mountain clearly at a glance."

The cable car ticket seller was very enthusiastic about selling it. The mature woman smiled and asked with a weak look, "Do you want money?"

"It's not expensive, it costs 200 yuan per person."

"Two hundred yuan?"

Gao Jian was so scared that he took a few steps back, shook his head and said, "No need, I'll stop sitting."

"Sir, it's really affordable."

The mature woman behind her was still shouting, "Hao saw you? How fast you run as fast as you can, and touched your pocket and dingdong for a few dollars, "I think you don't want me to have a meal, right?"

With his hands on his hips, Gao Jian's eyes were slid around. Many tourists deliberately climbed the mountain and relaxed, and they were completely different from Gao Jian.

"There's no choice, just rush up."

Dali took a deep breath and Gao Jian went straight up the mountain. Next time, he passed many people. After seeing this, the pedestrians mocked him, "You're still running, see how long he can run."

The Qinglong Stone Step extending upwards is conservatively calculated, at least there are more than 3,000 yuan. Gao Jian was running at these three thousand bricks, and he didn't think so much.

Is there a director of Qinglong living on the top of the mountain as Fang Fei wrote on paper? Is the director able to play basketball? Gao Jianyi didn't think about these things, and he just insisted on breathing and rushed upwards.

Before he had reached halfway, Gao Jian had exhausted all his energy. He leaned on the mountain to sit down. He fanned his right hand and narrowed his eyes to look up, "Oh my god, why is it so high? Is this a mountain? Or a giant?"

"Young man, I'm impatient but can't eat hot tofu. If you want to climb to the top of the mountain, you can't just rely on rushing. You have to learn patience. You can go up one by one."

The old man climbed up, and his clothes were dressed in a variety of clothes, and he said with a high opinion, "Has I seen this old uncle before? Didn't I surpass him? Why did he catch up immediately?"

"No, I won't be surpassed by an old man."

Gritting his teeth, Gao Jian rushed up. After seeing this, the old man shook his head and said, "Young man is just a young man. He doesn't understand the principles of mountaineering at all. If he doesn't know how to succeed if he doesn't know how to walk step by step."

After running about a hundred steps, Gao Jian couldn't do it anymore and sat softly on the ground. His chest and abdomen kept rising and falling, and his mouth was venting turbid air.

"Are you tired? Young man, I didn't say anything to you anymore. How can you do this?"

Gao Jian didn't have a long rest, but the old man in a blink of an eye came up, "Young man, if you want to go up the mountain, you should understand that you can't be greedy for speed when you walk step by step."

"Let's go, follow me, how can I go up the mountain more easily?"

The old man's turn was physical strength, but he was not a high-eyed opponent, but he seemed very relaxed to go up the mountain. He was panting like a cow, just like two worlds.

"Okay, okay, I'll go with the old uncle."

"You have to go up with a rhythm with your left foot and right foot. Once you grasp the rhythm, you will be much more relaxed."

The old man taught him the secret to going up the mountain, "Rhythm is very important. If you silently recite one, two, one, you will naturally find the rhythm! If you don't believe it, try it!"

"One, the left foot, the second, the right foot!"

“One, two, one, two, one!"

Gao Jian laughed. His speed at the stone steps was indeed much faster than before. He turned around and looked at the old man chasing him, "Uncle, your method is very useful!"

When the old man saw that his method worked for Gao Jian, he laughed, "It's good that it works, this is the best."

"Let's keep going."

With the company of the old man, no matter how far the road is, no matter how long the mountain is, it is just a visual problem.

On the way, the two were chatting.

"Young man, I see students. Today is Monday, don't you have to attend classes?"

"I'll go to the gym to find Director Qinglong to learn basketball. I want to improve my basketball skills."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Gao Jian pushed two punches into the air and brought a voice to cheer, which made him look particularly lively and interesting.

The old man waved his hand and asked Gao Jian to go back, "That gym is not reliable anymore. He has never touched basketball since he retired."

"So, even if you find him, he may not call you. Even if he is willing to teach you, he is outrageous. Don't trust him all."

Gao Jian said confidently, "The road has already begun, so I can't turn around."

In a few words, the old man could see that Gao Jian is quite firm in his perseverance. Although he appreciates Gao Jian's perseverance, he does not think much about what Gao Jian can learn from the gym.

Gao Jian said curiously, "Uncle, do you know the gymnasium?"

"know?"

The old man laughed twice, "I don't want to know him anymore, but there is no way, I have to know him."

"Ah, the old uncle knows him, that's great."

Gao Jian grabbed the old man's right arm, his eyes wide open, and his face was full of smiles, "Uncle, can you take me to see the director? I don't know the way when I come here for the first time."

Gao Jian told the old man one by one about how he came here and why he came here.

"I want to polish my basketball skills, and I won't lose to Fang Fei!"

The words were full of enthusiasm, the eyes were filled with unyielding words, and the boy was full of vitality and sunshine. The old man felt very comfortable when he saw them.

"Xiao Gao, why do you want to play basketball?"

"I like playing basketball, I like the feeling of galloping on the basketball court, like riding a horse and shooting archery, it's so handsome."

The stone road leading to the clouds is like a heavenly realm. Although Gao Jian and the old man move slowly up the stone steps, the overall speed is not slow.
Chapter completed!