It was the agency team's turn to serve. Less than three seconds after Wang Xiaoshan took the ball, his eyes blurred and the ball was gone.
But you could see clearly from the sidelines, so it was as lively as pouring water into a frying pan, cheering and cheering, and stamping your feet.
Wang Xiaoshan blinked and saw clearly that Li Wenjun had dribbled the ball back to the basket, made a beautiful three-step layup, and the ball went in.
The referee blows the whistle.
The first half is over.
19:6.
Li Wenjun high-fived his teammates and walked down slowly.
Now not only the maintenance side, but also the women on the agency side are looking at Li Wenjun with starry eyes.
"How come such a talent is not in the agency?" Someone sighed.
"No, Master Jun is too active. He can't sit still in the office."
"Then don't come to the office and walk around. You can't see him usually."
Wang Xiaoshan stood on the field, gritting his teeth.
If they keep playing like this, their scores may stop here.
He returned to the dugout and called his teammates over: "Don't worry about the rules. The next three people will defend Li Wenjun. Whether it's hugging or pulling, just keep him immobile. I want to see how he fights like this."
"No. Men don't play ball like this." Someone protested in a low voice.
This is more embarrassing than losing.
Wang Xiaoshan glared at the man fiercely.
The man fell silent.
Zhou Liguo also remained silent.
Everyone exchanged looks.
Wang Xiaoshan is so desperate that he jumps over the wall.
If he really went that far, given Li Wenjun's bad temper, and the maintenance workshop seems to be more united now than before, there might be a fight later.
If they really fight in groups, they will definitely not be able to work in the maintenance workshop.
We are all gentlemen...
As soon as the second half started, Li Wenjun was surrounded by people from the government team. They held hands and hugged waists. The referee wanted to blow the whistle, but Wang Xiaoshan pointed at him and he did not dare to move.
As soon as Li Wenjun moved, Wang Xiaoshan directly used his elbow to strike Li Wenjun's ribs with all his strength.
Li Wenjun grunted, but took advantage of his height advantage to pass the ball.
The machine team had no time to retreat, and the maintenance team took advantage of the fact that there was no one to defend the basket and directly shot the ball in.
The referee blew the whistle hard: "The white team committed a blocking foul and the goal does not count. The red team serves again."
The members of the maintenance team scolded directly: "Damn, why didn't you blow the whistle just now? Now blow the whistle. Besides, we scored the goal before you blew the whistle, so why didn't it count?"
The referee felt guilty and remained silent.
Li Wenjun patted his teammate on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't argue with the referee."
The referee is the emperor in the stadium, and the whistle counts. It is the most stupid thing to compete with him.
"What should I do? I didn't expect them to be so shameless and intellectual."
"We can't fight like this. Just give it a fight."
If it were in the past, these words should have come from Li Wenjun's mouth.
In fact, he was so angry that his fists became hard just now.
But if you really do it, you will fall into their trap.
Li Wenjun thought for a while and asked: "Are you confident that you can run faster than them?"
"That's for sure."
"How can these people sitting in offices outrun us?"
"Whether it's defense or offense, we don't talk about formations, just man-to-man marking." Li Wenjun put away his smile and said coolly. "I want to challenge Wang Xiaoshan in a one-on-one challenge. You guys have to guard the other four to death."
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He avenged his personal vendetta, and even other members of the organization were crushed by him. It was his fault.
But Wang Xiaoshan still dared to resist and was playing dirty tricks, so there was something wrong with Wang Xiaoshan.
He has always been the only one to bully others. When will it be someone else's turn to bully him? This matter must be resolved on the court now.
He wants to humiliate Wang Xiaoshan severely!
The commentator suddenly shouted: "Welcome city leaders, county leaders and leaders of various fraternal units to come and give us advice."
Then at the entrance, Wang Yongqing came in accompanied by a few people who looked like leaders.
Everyone stood up and applauded, and gave up the best seats to several leaders.
Li Wenjun glanced at the referee with a smile.
The order of social status in this era was workers, peasants and soldiers.
Workers are ranked first, so front-line workers have a very high status. No leader at any level dares to wrong front-line workers.
He wanted to see if the referee would blow a black whistle later.
The referee turned away and avoided his gaze.
Li Wenjun wiped the raindrops of sweat on his forehead, curled up the corners of his mouth, and gave a cold expression.
Wang Yongqing, since you are here, smile and watch how your son is being repaired by me!!
After the leaders are seated, the second half will continue.
The maintenance team serves the ball.
Wang Xiaoshan immediately realized the problem. His teammates were all being watched and couldn't get up.
Li Wenjun dribbled the ball and forced him from the backcourt.
Wang Xiaoshan was so frightened by the fierceness in his eyes that his lips went numb.
"Damn it, why are you so cowardly? He doesn't dare to do anything." Wang Xiaoshan scolded himself and blocked him.
Li Wenjun was afraid that he would not come over, so he passed by in a flash, and then directly attacked the basket and scored.
Wang Xiaoshan wanted the referee to call a foul, but suddenly realized that this was not possible because of the leadership, so he could only grit his teeth and swallow his breath.
The referee was extremely positive and serious at the moment, signaling to the scorer's bench to add two points to the maintenance team.
21:6.
The city leaders all applauded, nodded and said with a smile: "The boys from the red team played well, just like the sun at 8 or 9 o'clock in the morning."
Wang Yongqing was unhappy but did not dare to show it, and quickly echoed: "Yes, yes. Full of vitality."
The maintenance team no longer needs to change their tactics, they still use man-to-man marking. When defending, Li Wenjun will mark whoever has the ball. If the ball is intercepted, it will be changed to offensive man-to-man marking.
Later, it became Li Wenjun's personal time to show off his skills, with various fancy layups.
The audience on both sides were excited and excited.
The city leaders were also very happy to see it.
The score immediately jumped to 33:6.
Wang Xiaoshan couldn't catch up or stop him. In the end, he was so desperate that he stretched out his hands to grab, trip, and hug Li Wenjun like a shrew. In the end, he couldn't stop Li Wenjun. Instead, he was knocked to the ground or pulled by Li Wenjun.
You have to stagger around.
It was so ugly and embarrassing.
The referee is in a difficult position. It’s not a matter of whether he blows the ball or not.
In the end, Wang Yongqing couldn't stand it anymore and winked at Zhou Liguo.
Zhou Liguo called a timeout.
The city leader pointed at Wang Xiaoshan and asked: "What is the name of this young man from the white team?"
Wang Yongqing's heart trembled, and he answered bravely: "Wang Xiaoshan."
The city leader glanced at him: "Is this the one you nominated to be the director of the electronics factory?"
Wang Yongqing nodded: "Yes."
The city leader frowned: "Young man is not calm enough. I'm afraid he won't be able to shoulder this responsibility. He needs to get some training."
When Wang Yongqing heard this, he became anxious and glared at Wang Xiaoshan fiercely.
Wang Xiaoshan was so angry that his father stared at him, which made him even more angry. He threw the sweat towel on the ground, turned red, gritted his teeth and walked away.
