The grand occasion noticed that Lan Bowen's expression was not right, so he raised his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"
Lan Bowen looked straight at the person not far away: "Han Fengyan."
"Who?" When Chen Jingzha heard the name, he seemed a little unresponsive. He was at a loss for a second, and then he followed Lan Bowen's gaze and turned to look over. His face, which had always been playful and smiling, suddenly darkened:
"Damn, you really did live up to that saying: Enemies meet on a narrow road."
Lin Jing knew Han Fengyan.
Chen Jinglan Bowen, a former teammate of Sheng Kuang and the shooter of GDT, won two championships with Sheng Kuang.
The rumors about the grand occasion team dominance started from his mouth. When he left GDT, he posted a short essay on the Internet. Although he did not mention the grand occasion, the words between the lines referred to the grand occasion. At that time, everyone thought that he
He was forced out of this circle by the grand occasion.
At that time, the performance was the worst, and because of this incident, the scolding was the worst in history.
Han Fengyan probably noticed that someone was looking at him, so he turned around and saw a few people standing not far away. He was obviously stunned for a moment, then put out the cigarette on his fingertips, and turned around to face the few people.
Came over: "Long time no see, Mosquito, Xiaojing..."
He paused and then looked at Sheng Kuang: "Kang Zai."
The three people whose names he called didn't speak.
There happened to be no cars passing by on the roadside at this moment, so it seemed extremely quiet.
A gust of cold wind blew by, which dissipated a lot of the alcohol that Han Fengyan had just drunk. He was silent for a while and then spoke again: "I heard that you all left GDT and formed a new team, and the results were great.
Not bad?"
Still no one paid attention to him.
Han Fengyan took out the cigarette in his pocket, smoked one out, and handed it to Lan Bowen: "I remember there were only a few of us who smoked, right? We haven't seen each other for several years, haven't we quit?"
Lan Bowen didn't answer the cigarette or the conversation. Just like when he accidentally discovered him at the beginning, he looked at him intently, but his eyes became a little darker, completely losing the shadow of his usual gentleness.
Han Fengyan held the cigarette in his hand and paused in mid-air for a while. Seeing that Lan Bowen didn't answer, he didn't feel embarrassed. He calmly took back the cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing on the cigarette and slurring his words.
asked: "Mosquito has become a coach? If it weren't for his back injury, Mosquito would probably have retired two years later, right?"
He took a lighter, lit a cigarette, and after taking a puff, he glanced at Shengcheng and said pointedly: "By the way, is the mosquito's waist injury healed now? I remember that I lay in bed for a long time.
of."
Chen Jing couldn't hold it back and interrupted him in a bad tone: "It's none of your fucking business."
Han Fengyan was not angry even after being scolded, and took another puff of cigarette leisurely, "Xiao Jing still has such a bad temper after so many years. I remember when you two were in youth training, it was me and Mosquito who dug it out.
You and Kuang Zai have been scolded by me a lot because of your explosive temper."
Chen Jing's face turned even more ugly, "Don't mention that to me, do you have the dignity?"
Han Fengyan laughed: "I am shameless, but I think there is someone more shameless than me. At least Mosquito retires early, thanks to his blessing, right?"
Although he didn't mention anyone by name, when he said this, he was looking at the grand occasion.
Chen Jingqi's face turned green, and even Lan Bowen's hand hanging by his side was clenched into a fist.
Compared to the somewhat strong reactions of the two people, Sheng Cheng was surprisingly calm. He acted as if he hadn't heard Han Fengyan's words. He looked at the car parked on the roadside and said in a very calm tone: "The car is here.
"
Several people stood on the roadside without moving.
The window rolled down and the driver asked through the window: "Is this the car you called?"
Sheng Kuang hummed and said to a few people who were not moving: "Get in the car."
Only then did a few people react.
The car door opened and everyone got into the car one after another.
Sheng Kuang was the last one to get on the bus. When he bent over, Han Fengyan, who was standing on the roadside, suddenly said, "Kang Kuang has changed a lot. He's scared a lot."
"Fuck me!" Chen Jing, who had just gotten into the car, stood up in a whoosh.
Sheng Cheng got into the car unhurriedly, sat on the empty seat, closed the door, and said to the driver in front of him: "Stop in front of the school."
"Holy shit, are you just leaving like this? Let me go down and let me know him." Chen Jing rolled up his sleeves angrily, looking like he wanted to jump out of the car and have a fight with Han Fengyan.
Lan Bowen didn't say anything, and Jiang Zui and Lin Jing, who didn't know what happened back then, didn't say anything either.
Sheng Sheng leaned back on his chair, tilted his head and looked out the car window in silence.
Chen Jing was the only one who couldn't stand the scolding. After scolding for a while, he seemed tired of scolding. He picked up the water next to him and drank half the bottle. Then he looked at Sheng Kuang and said, "Sheng Kuang, aren't you angry?
"
It was as if the grand occasion had not heard anything. After two seconds, he came back to his senses and said, "Huh?"
The next second, he said again: "I'm angry, but what can I do? It's enough to have the disease once, is it possible to have the disease a second time?"
Chen Jing opened his mouth, but instantly languished.
The car was quiet for a while and we arrived at the gate of Lin Jing's school.
The car stopped, and Sheng Sheng, who was sitting outside, got out of the car and made way for Lin Jing.
Lin Jing said goodbye to the people in the car, hugged his bag, and got out of the car.
She glanced at the grand occasion but did not say goodbye to him.
The grand occasion was very calm, and like someone who was fine, he said, "Go in."
Lin Jing didn't move and stopped talking.
Sheng Kuang reached out and patted her head: "I'm fine, go in quickly."