My basketball vision is different

"Hello, Coach Li."

"Xiao Lin's father, I'm really sorry for calling you over so late."

"It's okay, everything is for the sake of the children."

Lin Shaojie, who was hiding outside the wall, secretly listened to the voices inside the wall. Long-lasting memories were recalled in his mind, and he knew who was talking to his father.

Li Daohong, the basketball coach who had taken a fancy to him before.

"Our family Lin Shaojie's achievements..."

"The results are very good. Although there are many shortcomings, the advantages are also outstanding. After all, if a non-professional can reach this level, his talent is still very good."

Li Daohong spoke encouragingly, and Father Lin was even more happy when he heard it.

But Lin Shaojie outside the door always felt that something was wrong.

"But......"

"What's wrong, Coach Li?"

Father Lin's voice was very anxious. It was related to his son's future. As a father, he was a little lost.

"Old Lin, that's what I call you!"

Li Daohong pulled Lin's father to sit on the sofa.

"Of the six new players specially recruited this time, there are only two spots left for defenders. The others are forwards and centers. The shooting guard has almost been selected, and the other point guard..."

Li Daohong paused, looked at Father Lin's eager eyes, and couldn't help but say.

"It's already been decided."

Father Lin slumped on the chair with dull eyes.

"Then, then you call me..."

"Old Lin, I'm very sorry. I really don't want to be like this. Lin Shaojie is a player I like, but I can't give you this spot now."

"Coach Li, you can't do this!"

Lin's father said eagerly: "His test scores are very good. The coaches have said so. You also said that my son is your favorite, right?"

"I'm very optimistic about him!"

"Money, is it the reason?"

Father Lin said in a panic.

"Coach Li, if this is the case, I will go and withdraw the money now. You tell me how much I want. I will definitely take what I can get. Please, please, Coach Li. This is a major event for the child's life!"

"Old Lin!"

Li Daohong said loudly: "This is not a matter of money. I, Li Daohong, am not that kind of person."

"What is it if it's not money?"

Perhaps because the suppressed emotions over the past few days could no longer be suppressed at this moment, Father Lin spoke loudly with an almost broken voice.

"I contacted you as soon as I received the news. What did you tell me before coming here? Now I have rushed here with my son. You have also seen the results. You have given us the greatest hope, but in

At this time, you told me that this quota cannot be reserved for us.

If my son failed, I would admit it, but he is number one, number one!

How could you do this?

Aren’t you a coach?”

"The coach can't decide everything."

Li Daohong took out a cigarette, handed it to Father Lin, and said in a low voice.

"There are some things that I won't go into detail with you. The reason why I came to you so late is because of this matter. The provincial university must be in trouble. There are some things that I can't decide. As long as I can make the decision, I will do it immediately.

I can ask Li Shaojie to come and report, but I can’t decide on this quota, some people have taken it.”

"As a coach, you can't decide the players, so why should you be a coach?"

Father Lin's face turned red, but Li Daohong comforted him.

"Old Lin, if I don't call you here today and the school informs you in a few days that Lin Shaojie was not selected, will you still blame me?"

Father Lin said nothing.

"I don't want to lie to you before I tell you this. It's not easy for you to come from the county town.

Some people want to come in, but I can't stop them, and I don't have the ability. Classmate Lin has become a victim. There isn't much I can do now, but I can call you here because I want to give you another chance."

With that said, Li Daohong handed over a piece of paper.

Father Lin, who gradually calmed down, did not take the piece of paper handed by Li Daohong. Instead, he watched it fall to the ground and said in a hoarse voice: "What is this?"

"The provincial capital university does not have this opportunity, but it is still possible at Jiangnan University. They currently have a vacancy for a defender. If you don't find out about this news until a few days later, you will definitely miss this opportunity."

"hehe!"

Father Lin said with some disbelief: "You leaders, you can say whatever you want. I can't even get six places on your side, but only one on his side? Can I believe it?"

"Old Lin, I know you don't believe it. I just want to tell you one thing. In terms of sports, I, Li Daohong, am indispensable at the provincial capital university, but at Jiangnan University, Xie Zhenghe is the top leader. As long as he is interested, the quota will be guaranteed.

You can’t run away, everything depends on your strength.”

"Is it?"

Father Lin, who was exhausted mentally and physically, picked up the piece of paper that fell on the ground. The thin paper seemed to weigh more than a thousand pounds, and it felt heavy in his hand.

Perhaps in this darkest moment, Li Daohong ignited another glimmer of light for him.

"Classmate Lin is pretty good. I don't want such a good talent to have no future. Why don't you give it a try?"

Outside the wall, Lin Shaojie looked at his father wearing a wrinkled suit and picked up the paper.

The curved back is printed on the glass window, making it look more and more rickety.

"Okay, I'll try!"

Lin Shaojie, who felt that his father was about to come out, tried to walk as gently as possible and left quickly.

Returning to the slightly cramped hotel room, Lin Shaojie lay on the bed again and stared at the roof with dull eyes.

The hot and humid summer is coming soon. There is only a ventilation fan blowing "whooshing" in the room without air conditioning, and there is an indescribable musty smell in the room.

I thought of my father and the figure who was running for his own future.

Lin Shaojie always felt that his eyes were a little moist, maybe... it was because of the dust!

My father came back very late and smelled of cigarette smoke all over his body.

With his eyes closed, Lin Shaojie could feel his father sitting beside the bed, leaning on the chair and taking a nap.

Lin Shaojie, who had been lying on the bed for a long time, deliberately turned over and opened his eyes in confusion.

"Dad, are you still awake?"

"Can't sleep!"

Father Lin looked at his son and took out the same crumpled note from his pocket.

"Son, how about we try again, okay? For the last time."

Lin Shaojie was stunned: Does his father know that he is following him?

"You haven't been good at lying since you were a child. I can hear the sound of your walking. Was it you who was outside the door just now?"

Father Lin took out a cigarette, took a long drag, and choked and coughed.

Lin Shaojie stood up and grabbed the cigarette: "If Mom isn't with you, you just keep smoking, and your body doesn't need it anymore."

"No more."

Father Lin's eyes were a little moist: "My son is so outstanding, but as a father, I can't live up to expectations. I was obviously the best in the test, but I failed."

"Me? Excellent?"

Lin Shaojie pointed at himself and said sadly: "If I have the ability to go to college, will my father have to beg for help when he is a long time ago?"

After saying that, Lin Shaojie looked at the paper on the table in his father's hand and wanted to take it and tear it up.

"What?"

"Anything you try is just playing tricks on others. You push me and I push you. You talk nice but don't do the actual work. If you really value me, then make a decision and no one can stop me.

I'm just afraid that my position will be affected. After all, I don't have the ability. If I really have that ability, I can give others the confidence to overturn the table."

Father Lin snatched the piece of paper back and it had Li Daohong's autograph on it.

"Why are you crazy? Your brain is broken."

For his father, this piece of paper was like a glimmer of light in the darkness. He would never bear for his son to miss the last opportunity.

"Li Daohong didn't feel sorry for me. On the contrary, I was very grateful to him. I saw the opportunity. But if he didn't nod, I wouldn't even have a chance to enter the school. Why should I hate him?"

Father Lin moved his son's shoulders and looked up at his son, who was more than half a head taller than him.

"Son, you are so old, and I don't have much time to accompany you. My life experience is not applicable to you. You have to rely on yourself for everything. Do you understand?"

The ventilation fan blows "whirring", but it can't blow away the summer heat.

Lin Shaojie looked at his father's temples, which had begun to turn gray. He had been in poor health all year round and already looked a bit decrepit. Standing next to his mother, he felt at least ten years older.

Let’s look at the old Modu watch that my father has been wearing for 20 or 30 years.

Lin Shaojie unconsciously remembered the watch his father drew on his wrist when he was young.

That watch may have never moved, but it took away Lin Shaojie's best moments.