A brilliant basketball journey, a dazzling spectacle.

Chapter 170

He paused and looked at Lin Feng.

"That was a smart shot."

After the meeting, Gao Yuan mimicked Coach Li's tone in the corridor: "That was a smart play—" Then he laughed to himself, "It's not easy to get a compliment from Coach Li. I've been with the provincial youth team for half a year, and I can count the number of times he's praised me on one hand."

Chen Hao, walking ahead, suddenly said, "Coach Li doesn't praise people easily."

Lin Feng was taken aback. "Really?"

"Yeah. He thinks praising people makes them proud. So his principle is to only point out problems, not strengths. Praising you today means you really played well."

Gao Yuan added from the side: "So his comment 'That was a smart shot' translates to 'You fucking played really well'."

All three of them laughed. The motion-activated lights in the corridor were activated by the laughter, turning on completely and casting their shadows on the wall, high and low, like a row of musical notes.

Back in his dorm, Lin Feng sat on his bed, took out his notebook, and wrote down a summary of today's match.

After he finished writing, he took out his pager and looked at it.

There's a new message.

He pressed the button.

Cheng Yuxin: It's raining in Beichuan today. How about where you are?

He looked at the words and smiled.

I took my pager, walked out of the dormitory, and went to the public phone at the end of the corridor.

I put in 80 cents and dialed Cheng Yuxin's number.

The phone rang twice and was answered.

"Feed?"

"Sister Yuxin, it's me."

"Lin Feng? Why are you so late today?" Her voice was a little sleepy, as if she had just woken up.

"Just finished a tactics class. Saw your message."

"Oh." There was a pause on the other end of the phone. "It rained in Kitakawa today, all afternoon. I was wondering if it was raining where you are too."

"It's not raining in the provincial capital. It's sunny."

"Then be careful to protect yourself from the sun. Don't get sunburned."

Lin Feng smiled. "No. I practice at the gym."

There was a few seconds of silence.

"Sister Yuxin."

"Um?"

"In today's scrimmage, I played for ten minutes. I scored four points, had one assist, and one steal."

"Really?" Her voice brightened a little. "That's great."

"Yes. The coach even praised me."

"What did I say to praise you?"

Lin Feng thought for a moment. "Say I'm smart at playing basketball."

A soft chuckle came from the other end of the phone. "That wasn't a compliment, it was the truth."

Lin Feng held the microphone, listening to her laughter coming from hundreds of kilometers away. After being transmitted through cables and switches, it was distorted and a little distorted, but he still recognized it—it was Cheng Yuxin's voice, not someone else's.

"Sister Yuxin."

"Um."

"Any news from your end? Has Liu Jian called?"

"Yes. He called this afternoon and said that CodeLight sold eighteen registered copies last week, and he has recorded the remittance slips. He'll check the accounts when you get back. He also said that the editor from Computer Weekly called again, asking when you're due for your next article."

Lin Feng thought for a moment. "Tell him I'll write it after the training camp."

"it is good."

There was a few more seconds of silence.

"Lin Feng".

"Um."

Have you lost weight?

Lin Feng paused for a moment, then looked down at himself. "I don't know. I've never weighed myself."

"Then eat more. Don't try to save money."

"it is good."

"I'll hang up now. It's almost eleven o'clock, and you have training tomorrow."

Okay. Goodnight, Sister Yuxin.

"Good night."

The phone hangs up.

Lin Feng put the receiver back and stood in front of the telephone for a few seconds.