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Chapter Thirty-eight: The opponent is beaten

As soon as the leaders came on stage, the audience immediately burst into warm applause.

Anyway, there are people taking care of you, so just follow the rhythm.

Li Wenjun was so bored that he wanted to yawn. But a group of young lesbians each walked up holding a handful of gardenias picked from the back mountains and presented flowers to the leader, and he woke up instantly.

The leader is Wang Xiaolan, wearing a light yellow dress.

The teacher next to Gu Zhanyan asked her in a low voice: "Hey, Teacher Gu, why is that skirt she is wearing exactly the same as your new skirt?"

Gu Zhanyan smiled and said nothing.

Although it was designed by Li Wenjun, no one stipulated that the skirt could only be worn by her.

Others may have wanted to do this for a long time, but they just didn't have the courage like Wang Xiaolan.

After Wang Xiaolan presented flowers to the biggest leader in the middle, reporters immediately came up to take pictures.

Wang Xiaolan was very proud, and her eyes glanced towards Li Wenjun and Gu Zhanyan intentionally or unintentionally.

Li Wenjun laughed angrily: Unexpectedly, he was infringed in such a short period of time.

The meeting lasted all morning, followed by dinner.

Naturally, the leaders are accompanied by mining leaders and beauties.

Everyone else went back to their homes and had their own meals.

At the dinner table, the reporter asked Wang Xiaolan: "This skirt is so beautiful. Did Comrade Wang Xiaolan buy it in the provincial capital?"

Wang Xiaolan smiled: "No, I designed it and then found a tailor to make it myself."

The reporter sighed: "Comrade Wang Xiaolan is so happy. Her partner is so considerate and clever. When do you plan to get married?"

Wang Xiaolan smiled sweetly: "Soon."

However, the city leaders asked Zhou Liguo: "When you picked us up just now, was that a walkie-talkie in your hand?"

Zhou Liguo hurriedly replied: "Yes." He handed over the walkie-talkie.

The leader took the walkie-talkie: "Not bad, not bad. When I was having a meeting in the province, I saw a unit with an imported set. Yours is much lighter. Where did it come from?"

Zhou Liguo immediately said: "The mine director took the lead, and we developed and designed it ourselves."

The leader looked at Wang Yongqing.

Wang Yongqing secretly praised Zhou Liguo's cleverness and nodded in agreement: "Yes, because the technology is not yet mature, I did not report it to the leader. Unexpectedly, the leader saw it immediately with his sharp eyes."

The leader nodded: "Oh, this is good. You can definitely mass-produce it, there will definitely be a market for it."

Wang Yongqing said hurriedly: "Our next step is to plan for quantitative production."

The leader was very happy and said: "Okay, tell me what you need, and I will definitely support you fully."

The leaders of the county also hurriedly expressed their position: "Yes, yes, if you need the support of the county, you can also report to me directly."

Wang Yongqing hurriedly reached out and shook the leader's hand: "Thank you for your support, leader. We will implement it as soon as possible."

Zhou Liguo said proudly: Haha, now that the city leaders know about this, it is a done deal. Look at how that kid is still jumping around. When the time comes, he can only cooperate obediently.

The basketball game officially started in the afternoon.

The entire mining area is divided into eight teams, including schools, technical schools, maintenance, underground, logistics, hospitals, agencies, and transportation.

First, four teams will be eliminated in a knockout game, and the remaining four will advance to the semi-finals. Then the top four will decide the team that enters the finals in a knockout game. The final will determine the championship and runner-up.

Everything is decided in one stroke, so winning the championship is definitely a combination of luck and strength.

Basketball courts in this era were a bit crude and were all open-air.

After leveling the mud floor, use river pebbles as a layer, then lay cinders on top to level them, then lay bricks and then lay cinders to level them, and finally a thick layer of concrete. It will crack after being exposed to Feng Shui and the sun for a long time, and then repair it.

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The stands next to it are three-story steps made of cement and red bricks.

The scorer's seat and commentator's seat are a concrete platform and seats half a meter higher than the stands. There is a board built with red cement bricks and painted black behind it, which is the scoreboard.

Wires were pulled from the top, and incandescent lamps with enamel caps hung every three meters.

When all the lights are turned on at night, the whole place is white, like an oven.

When the mine was first built, the basketball hoops were all made of wood. Only in the past year have they been replaced with iron wooden boards.

The backboard has been cracked or missing for many years. Only during the annual anniversary basketball game, the mine will find someone to repair and repaint the basketball hoop and put a new net on it.

At this time, it looked like a regular basketball court.

Zhang Aihua spent a lot of money for this competition. He applied for funds from the union early in the morning and bought everyone a new pair of Jiefang shoes and a set of jerseys for each color.

Li Wenjun is No. 1. This number was assigned to him because everyone laughed at him and always thought, "I am the best in the world."

But now...

Li Wenjun took a look at the number "23" on Zhang Aihua and the number "24" on Qian Duofu.

This is the greatest irony.

Fortunately, both of them are substitutes. Otherwise, when he comes on the court, he will be 23' on the left and 24' on the right, and he will have the illusion that he is playing in the NBA.

Li Wenjun jumped.

After all, the bouncing ability of these Jiefang shoes is not as good as that of later professional sneakers, they cannot protect the ankles, and they are a bit slippery on cement courts.

However, he is happy and wants to fight.

This is more effective than any professional equipment.

The competition was drawn, and the maintenance workshop's first opponent was the machine team.

Zhang Aihua laughed at that time.

The average age of the big bosses who sit in the office every day in the agency is 35. Wang Xiaolan’s brother Wang Xiaoshan is a little younger, but he is also vulnerable to a blow!

The victory or defeat has been decided, so it’s meaningless.

After the opening, the situation became a little strange.

The auditorium of the machine team was eerily quiet, but the maintenance workshop was screaming and jumping with excitement.

Because the ball seemed to have eyes and was spinning around Li Wenjun alone.

As soon as Li Wenjun got the ball, the maintenance team wearing red vests quickly spread out, formed a formation, and steadily approached the basket.

The government team wearing white vests tried countless times to intercept and disrupt the maintenance team's position, but they were like scratching an itch through their clothes and could not affect Li Wenjun at all.

Sometimes Li Wenjun was forced to the sideline, and with one pull of the ball, he got out of control and returned to a favorable position. The formation, which had been chaotic for a moment, immediately recovered, and he continued to force himself under the backboard and shoot.

It’s not that every shot is a sure hit, because Li Wenjun seemed to deliberately give his teammates a chance to practice, and consciously passed the ball to his teammates.

If his teammates miss, he will make up for it.

The final result is an effective attack anyway.

When the agency team serves, it gets even weirder.

It was clear that the ball was still in the hands of the team just now, but somehow it was passed to Li Wenjun, and then he repeated the action just now.

It's like a broken record player that keeps playing a sad song over and over again.

But Li Wenjun was secretly amused: These guys are pretty good. After only a few training sessions, the tactical formation coordination was better than he imagined.


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