MTL - Dad, Please Try a Little Harder-Chapter 162 I finished the book before you

  Chapter 162 I finished the book before you

   "What time does the game start?"

  Ding Linlang put on her underwear under the quilt, then lifted the quilt to put on her coat, and asked Qian Quan casually while arranging her hair.

   "8 o'clock." Qian Quan lay shirtless on his side beside him, smiling slightly, looking at Ding Linlang tenderly.

   "Then it will start soon." Ding Linlang put on a long-sleeved T-shirt.

   "Well, there are still 8 minutes, come here and lie down for a while." Qian Quan said and pulled Ding Linlang into his arms.

   "Hey, wait until I put on my pants..." Ding Linlang shouted, before he finished speaking, he was already lying in Qian Quan's arms.

  Qian Quan gently stroked his girlfriend's back, and said softly, "This feels really good."

   Talking on the mouth, the hand slid all the way again, stopped at a certain bump, and gently exerted force...

  Feeling the movements of her boyfriend's hands, Ding Linlang asked with a provocative smile, "Are you thinking again?"

   "A little bit." Qian Quan said the truth.

   "Is it okay?" The girl raised her eyebrows, her tone raised, and she was quite arrogant.

   Don't you know that this sentence is the biggest provocation to men.

  Qian Quan should be proved by actual actions.

   "The competition is about to start!" Ding Linlang protested.

   "Watch the second half."

   "Hey, Qian Quan! The clothes I just put on, ah, wait a minute, I will do it myself..."

  …

  …

  Generally speaking, a basketball game is divided into four quarters, each 10 minutes, the first two quarters are the first half, and the last two quarters are the second half.

  Intermission for 10 minutes.

   That is to say, in a game, the pure time on the court is 40 minutes, but in fact, it is far more than that.

  Because the game has timeouts, fouls, free throws, overtime, and unexpected situations...

  In short, a real basketball game must be played for at least 2 hours from start to finish without overtime.

  For half-time, it is about an hour.

  When Qian Quan and Ding Linlang turned on the TV to watch the game, the second half had just begun.

  The current score of the two teams is 56:52, with Peking University leading by 4 points.

   "Pass me the water."

  Ding Linlang was lazily sitting on the head of the bed watching the game. When he saw Qian Quan coming out of the bathroom, he said softly.

   "No name?"

   “…money power.”

   "Not intimate enough."

   "Stone, little stone..."

   "Stop it." Qian Quan smiled and gave Ding Linlang the water.

  During the dialogue between the two, Peking University has pulled the point difference to double digits, leading to 11 points.

   "If the fight continues like this, Siming will lose." Ding Linlang said after taking a sip of water.

  Qian Quan sat next to Ding Linlang, watched TV, and asked, "Where's their No. 7?"

   "Being closely guarded by the whole audience," Ding Linlang said, "You can just pay attention. I guess when you play Peking University, you will be treated the same."

  Qian Quan nodded, looked at it for a while, and said, "It's really well defended."

   "If it was you, how did you break it?"

  Qian Quan suddenly laughed, and asked, "Only guard against me?"

"yes."

  Qian Quan smiled unabated and looked at Ding Linlang: "Looking at the universities across the country, there is only one person who can defend me alone."

"who?"

"you."

  Ding Linlang suddenly came to his senses, slapped Qian Quan, and cursed shyly, "Get out!"

   "I mean we used to fight one-on-one, and you defended me alone, where did you think?"

   "Shut up, shut up, shut up!" Ding Linlang covered Qian Quan's mouth.

   "Hey, you didn't wash your hands, boss."

   "Haha, you still despise yourself." Ding Linlang was proud.

  The two played around for a while, Qian Quan suddenly stopped moving, and quietly looked at Ding Linlang closely with deep eyes.

  The latter felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he quickly pushed Qian Quan away and said, "Watch the game and watch the game."

   One thing to say, one has a physical strength to blame her boyfriend, which is really a double-edged sword.

  Ding Linlang remembered that when she was writing an urban novel, she wrote about a male protagonist who was a sports student. Then, in order to enrich the characters and add more fun, she went online to search for jokes about sports students.

  One of the jokes is this: What is it like to have a boyfriend who is a sports student?

  Answer: Normal boyfriend, er, er, sleep, dawn;

Sports boyfriend, uh uh uh uh uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

   I didn’t expect that the joke I searched back then would now be fulfilled by me.

  Thinking of this, he sneaked a glance at Qian Quan, some images flashed in his mind, and his face couldn't help but blush.

   Fortunately, Qian Quan is now engrossed in watching the game, and did not notice the subtle changes in her expression.

   "8 points difference, Siming is biting, and some hit in the fourth quarter." Qian Quan said.

   "Who do you think will win?" Ding Linlang asked.

   "It's hard to say. It seems that Peking University has the upper hand, but Siming also played very tenaciously."

"Why don't we make a bet," Ding Linlang said, "Just bet on this game. If you win, I will promise you one thing. Anything is fine. If I win, you will promise me one thing." .”

   "Okay, who do you bet on?"

   "Siming."

   "Then I bet Peking University will win."

  The fourth quarter began quickly, and Peking University maintained its lead. Until the last 3 minutes of the game, Peking University still led by 7 points.

   At this moment, a discordant scene appeared on the field.

  The player defending No. 7 of Siming University suddenly made a provocative move towards No. 7 after completing a block, which almost caused a conflict.

   "Does he want to exchange one for one?" Ding Linlang asked.

   "Normal, the hormones are high, sometimes I get excited and want to shout, this is also part of the game.

   "However, the premise is not to do black hands, not to really fight."

  Ding Linlang nodded with a smile, and said: "You seem to have never celebrated excessively on the court, and your mood has always been stable. Some people on the Internet said that your expression during the game is a bit like a stone Buddha."

   "I did it on purpose, so that the opponent can't understand my emotions, and I can avoid the interference of trash talk."

  The two were chatting, Siming's No. 7 scored a three-pointer, and then scored two consecutive mid-range shots and a 2+1. He scored 10 points in a row and overtook the score in an instant!

  His sudden outburst also ignited the atmosphere of the scene.

   Peking University called a timeout.

   "It's interesting." Qian Quan said.

   "Now is the time for the stars to decide the game."

   "Well, the momentum has reversed, and the offense and defense have changed."

   Back from the timeout, Siming continued the momentum just now, and another pitcher also hit a baseline 3-pointer, starting to expand the lead.

   On the other hand, Peking University seems to be a bit confused, one failed, and another made a mistake.

   Siming seized the opportunity and continued to score points. With the last minute left in the game, he actually overtook Peking University by 8 points.

   "Tell me, what do you want me to do?" Qian Quan asked Ding Linlang.

   "The game is not over yet."

   "It's over." Qian Quan judged based on his own experience.

  Competitive competition is like this, the general trend is irreversible.

  Momentum looks very metaphysical, but it is actually a psychology.

  The army was defeated like a mountain, not because of the real lack of strength, but because of the collapse of mentality.

  Facts are just as Qian Quan said, although Peking University made adjustments and started to score goals, they could not stop Siming from scoring.

  Especially can't stop the unparalleled No. 7 from suddenly opening.

   Both teams are scoring, the point difference will not narrow.

  Time is decreasing every second.

   Until the last 10 seconds, there was still a 9-point difference.

  The conflict that almost broke out turned out to be the turning point of the whole game.

  Number 7 was enraged and activated.

  Peking University is gone.

  The players on both sides stopped attacking and waited for the time to run out in different moods.

  The host responsible for the commentary began to congratulate Siming University for being promoted to the top four in the country, and announced:

   "Siming University's next opponent is also this year's dark horse Haishi University. Let us look forward to this pinpoint-to-maimon competition!"

  Qian Quan's school team group also began to play news non-stop.

  They studied and deduced Peking University for half a day, and it turned out that Siming advanced.

   Now it is definitely necessary to cram, analyze and analyze Siming.

   "The advancement of Siming University is a good thing for you." Ding Linlang insisted on his point of view.

   "I don't think so," said Qian Quandao, "This is a classic misunderstanding, strength on paper does not represent real strength.

   "For example, Peking University and Siming, the pre-match predictions, I am afraid 80% of the people think that Peking University will win."

   "It makes sense." Ding Linlang said, "Now Siming is your opponent, and countless precedents tell us, never underestimate your opponent."

"correct."

   The two chatted about basketball for a while, and brushed their teeth together.

  Before going to bed, Ding Linlang suddenly said, "I've caught up with your new book."

  Qian Quan smiled and said, "How do you feel?"

   "Where did the idea for your new book come from?"

   "Partly inspired by your new book, partly inspired by reading novels at the source."

  Ding Linlang nodded: "I never realized that your writing is so strong before."

   "I haven't written a serious book before. A long story is like a long-distance race. It can stimulate people's potential. Sometimes as I write, I can even write a few sentences that amaze me."

   "Narcissistic enough." Ding Linlang smiled, "But it's true. Now when I read the articles I wrote before, I'm surprised that some paragraphs and chapters are actually written by myself."

"Ha ha…"

   "How many words are you expected to write in this book?" Ding Linlang asked.

   "About two million."

   "Then I will finish the book before you. I will finish the book with about 1.23 million words..."

"Um."

   The two chatted and slowly fell asleep.

  (end of this chapter)