When the campuses were merged and the arts and sports campus was established, the school changed its layout.

 At the end of the peripheral path that connects Building 5 of the men's dormitory to the training hall, there is a semi-abandoned basketball court.

 On weekdays, few people come to play.

  Meng Tang took the trouble to practice the ball under a dim street light.

  She placed her cell phone on the dusty concrete wall.

 It is far-fetched to say it is a fence, because the basketball court is located at a high place, and the half-meter-high cement wall serves as a railing.

 Hyper video practice over and over again, Meng Tang still hasn't been able to complete a set of moves skillfully and completely.

  She couldn't help but stood under the basket in frustration, feeling that the assistant coach was right. In terms of sports, she was indeed stupid.

Clenched his teeth, Meng Tang continued to practice.

 Suddenly, a chuckle came from the darkness. Meng Tang was startled, turned around and hugged the ball tightly: "Who?"

 Wei Chuan walked out from the darkness under the steps and joked: "It's so late at night, are your feet hot on the ground?"

Meng Tang saw it was Wei Chuan, He breathed a sigh of relief: "Why are you here?"

Wei Chuan raised his cell phone and said, "Call home and avoid people passing by. If you hear someone playing ball, come and have a look out of curiosity."

Meng Tang raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his neck with the back of his hand. The anxiety that he had never learned swept through his body.

  She learned sculpture from the old man when she was a child. She worked countless times hard, but she never felt this kind of frustration.

Weichuan stepped onto the steps, and the weeds that grew up were trampled under his feet.

  He looked around and said, "This place is deserted. People only come here occasionally. It's not safe."

  "I brought a carving knife." Meng Tang said something shocking.

 Wei Chuan: "..."

 Mengtang was embarrassed to practice in front of him, and it was getting late, so he planned to leave and come back tomorrow night.

 Wei Chuan stopped her and said: "You girls only care about the number of steps of "one, two, three" for layups. I will give you lessons that day, those who perform yangko, those who walk with crabs, those who enter the village with Japanese soldiers... every day All of them are ridiculous, but you are even more ridiculous, forcibly dragging out five steps. Meng Tang deliberately retorted, and his lips murmured for a long time, but he didn't know what to say, but his nose started to feel sour again.

When Wei Chuan noticed something was wrong, she was already in tears.

  "Fuck, don't cry, did I say anything?" Wei Chuan was at a loss, "I'm sorry, sorry, I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore."

  Meng Tang threw the basketball away, and the "dong dong" sound on the ground was slow and dull, just like her mood at the moment.

  "Are you worried?" Wei Chuan felt that two sentences would not make her cry.

  The tears lasted for only a moment. After Meng Tang wiped them away, he turned around and sat on the concrete platform beside him, and whispered:

  "The teaching assistant scolded me in class, and it also caused Shi Lan to suffer. I didn't expect that basketball would be so difficult for me to learn."

“So you come here to practice on your own?” Wei Chuan sat down next to her.

Meng Tang responded softly: "Yes."

Wei Chuan took out a bottle of pure water from the bag and gave it to her: "My throat is split, drink some, and I will teach you after drinking."

Meng Tang was stunned for a moment and said, "No need."

 Although Meng Tang has never been in love, he also knows to stay away from all suitors, flirtations and boyfriends of his roommates.

 Wei Chuan: "Why don't you give me a chance to show off? Tell me about Xie Lingyin's preferences and let me do what you like."

 It turned out to be for Xie Lingyin.

 Wei Chuan handed over the water again, Meng Tang took it, thanked him, unscrewed the cap of the bottle and drank a third of it.

"Actually, your strength is not bad." Wei Chuan said, "You just care too much about the number of steps."

Meng Tang screwed on the bottle cap and said, "How can I carve if I don't have the strength? It's all done through practice."

The ground was dirty. Wei Chuan hung the bag on a branch and motioned for Meng Tang to stand over.

  Meng Tang exhaled, holding the ball and looking at Wei Chuan.

  "Relax, you don't have to play a game, it's just a test." Wei Chuan Xu made a gesture of holding the ball, "Don't look at anything else, just follow me and run, try to speed up, don't stop every step."

  Meng Tang nodded.

  "One or two jumps."

  Meng Tang followed suit, but the rhythm was still several beats slower.

 Wei Chuan turned around and said: "For a right-hand layup, step your right foot first, then the left foot first for the left. Pay attention to the position of the hand and the ball during the process."

 He squatted down next to Meng Tang and said, "First step for the left foot, which is bigger."

 Meng Tang did as he was told.

 "Pay attention to the position of the hands and the ball, and step with your right foot."

 "Jump, yes, that's it, very good, just this action."

 Meng Tang seems to have found the rhythm, and Wei Chuan has been guiding him, and finally grasped the key points.

  "That's good, just do it at a fast pace for five minutes. It's okay if you can't do it at a good speed. I'll teach you next time."

  Meng Tang panted and stopped: "Next time?"

"It's too late today, let's start tomorrow night." Wei Chuan said, "I'll call you when I'm free. It'll be enough for you to cope with next Thursday. I promise to teach you." This year’s grassroots competition only requires the top eight knockout rounds. If you have time, in addition to helping me chase Xie Lingyin, Mudiao also has to give me a discount.”

 The oval face is smooth and small, slightly voluptuous due to the smile that makes it look charming.

 A person's low-key and restrained attitude will make others ignore her appearance. Meng Tang is such a person.

 Because Wei Chuan discovered that Meng Tang smiled beautifully.

 "Let's go."

 "Hmm."

 Meng Tang wiped his sweat, picked up his cell phone, and left the weedy basketball court with Wei Chuan.

 Wei Chuan pointed to the building exposed outside the wall and said: "There are not many shops here in the north, and the lights are dark inside and outside. It is really not safe to come here alone."

 Meng Tang responded: "Okay."

 After Wei Chuan returned to the dormitory building, he turned a corner and went to the junior year dormitory.

Mengtang was a little late when he returned to the dormitory, but as art students have different creative time, as long as they register and say so, they will not be regarded as returning late.

  There were no classes all day on Friday, so Meng Tang went directly to the wood carving studio.

 In order to show Wei Chuan, the design drawings were extremely detailed, and all I saw was——

 The young man was sitting uninhibitedly on the basketball, with one leg hanging naturally, one leg bent, and his fingertips holding leaves, with a happy posture.

  Meng Tang took a flat chisel, pressed the blade surface with his index finger and middle finger, lowered his wrist, and advanced along the pattern with skill and precision.

  Be decisive when cutting the rough work. When the tool is switched, the wood chips will fall down.

  The unique fragrance of wood hooked every nerve in Meng Tang.

 Her eyes were hot and focused, and her movements were even more steady and skillful.

 Compared with previous works of flowers, birds, fish, insects, birds and animals, figures and landscapes, Meng Tang is even more capable of carving them.

 The carving knife scratched the young man's outline, and Wei Chuan's three-dimensional face appeared in Meng Tang's mind.

 When he was distracted, he made a swipe and the carving knife cut hard into the tiger's mouth.

  Meng Tang screamed, and a classmate noticed her and immediately brought her a medical kit to treat her wounds.

 The wound was very deep, and during disinfection, the pain made Meng Tang's eyes black.

 Hurry up to the hospital."

 Mengtang was in so much pain that he didn't know what to do, so he let his classmates fight him out.

 The closest hospital to their school was the Affiliated Hospital of Z University. They went straight from the back door to the north gate to catch the bus.

  说来很巧,魏川的车停在北门外,他刚开了锁,后面一阵闹哄哄的声音传来——

  「快打车啊。」

  「打了打了。」< br/>
 Hence "The people in front give way."

 Hurry up and give way, lives are at stake."

 Wei Chuan was startled by the words "Life is at stake" and turned around, and was startled by the blood on Meng Tang's hand.

  He suddenly stopped the person: "Get in my car."

  A classmate was still hesitating, but Wei Chuan had already opened the door and shouted sharply: "Hurry up."

With a pale face and sweat dripping from his brow, Meng Tang was sent to Wei Chuan's passenger seat.

  "Okay, I'll send it there, you can go back."

   After Wei Chuan said a few words, he strode into the driver's seat and drove away.