Chapter 894
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After Zhang Feng sulked for a while, he calmed down for a while.
Li Chengqian hurried forward and pressed Zhang Feng down on the steps. He let him sit down and wiped his back to help him breathe.
At this point, Zhang Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief. He waved his hand weakly and said, "Okay, I'm not angry anymore. I'm very happy. You did a good job with this basketball. The quality of this thing is very good."
Zhang Feng tried to put on a smile that was uglier than crying. He touched his chest with one hand and tried to calm himself down.
At this time, he would be courting death if he quarreled with these two hooligans.
Moreover, he would be laughed at for no reason.
Yuchi Yu 'er couldn't listen anymore. After seeing Zhang Feng's expression, she couldn't help but laugh. Yuchi Gong stared at her fiercely, but it didn't work.
"Do you have a cigarette?"
Zhang Feng said calmly, but he still held the basketball tightly.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Yuchi Gong hurriedly handed Zhang Feng a cigarette.
He lit it for him.
Zhang Feng sat on the ground and took a few deep breaths. Then he tried to calm himself down.
Looking at the two big pillars not far away, he asked, "What is this thing?"
Zhang Feng was really angry at this time.
A basketball was a small matter, but if there was a problem with this thing, he really couldn't be sure whether he could make another one in eight days.
The most important reason was.
He was running out of rubber.
Looking at the remaining rubber in the pot, it was the limit to make five more.
And this was the situation when he first started.
If it was Niu Pi Huang, who knew if he could make three.
It would be great if there were steel wires …
At least it was durable. Otherwise, if it was given to these people, he was sure that if they kept playing like this, in less than two hours, even if there were ten, they would all be finished.
Zhang Feng couldn't help but sigh.
After stroking the basketball in his arms and making sure it was fine, Zhang Feng's anger subsided a little.
However, after seeing the two poles, Zhang Feng was dumbfounded again. He really couldn't understand why such a big piece of wood was erected here.
With the help of the soldiers, Yuchi Gong managed to stop his nosebleed.
He said, "Isn't this the club you made according to the method you said?"
"Is it wrong?"
Zhang Feng dared not say it was wrong. He was afraid of being beaten.
He gave a thumbs up and said, "Not bad, but yours is a little big.... Old Yu, do you think anyone can jump so high?"
"Are you sure that from a few years Old to a seventy or eighty years old woman can compete with your physical strength?"
Zhang Feng asked as he pointed to the hoop on the cue stick that was four meters above the ground.
Yuchi Gong scratched the back of his head. "That's what you said! "Who knew that this thing needs to be jumped? Such a small ball, I can easily throw it in. Don't talk about a ball, I can even throw such a big lump of metal into it. "
"Do you think everyone is like you?"
Zhang Feng stared at Yuchi Gong with an expressionless face.
Yuchi Gong's face stiffened when he heard that. He then smiled awkwardly and said, "Then what do you think we should do? The pole is already erected."
"Tear it down!"
"What else can we do?"
Zhang Feng's entire body was about to crack.
It was such a simple thing that even a fool could think of. Why couldn't he?
Do you think everyone is as big and burly as you are?!
At that moment, Li Chengqian and Yuchi Yu 'er also looked at Zhang Feng and Yuchi Gong arguing with each other with a stunned expression. They couldn't help but look at each other.
Their expressions were indescribably shocked.
At that moment, Yuchi Gong and Zhang Feng argued for a while. Under Zhang Feng's threat of quitting, they finally compromised.
"Then what do we do if we tear it down? This … "
"Come, Li Chengqian. Bring me a pen and paper."
Zhang Feng finally couldn't take it anymore. He hurriedly waved his hand and took the opportunity to hold back the blood in his throat.
Li Chengqian, who had caused trouble, ran faster than a rabbit. He got a pen and ink from somewhere and tossed a piece of white paper to Zhang Feng under everyone's envious gazes.
Zhang Feng took the pen and paper and started drawing on the ground. Everyone couldn't help but stretch their necks, wanting to see what Zhang Feng was up to.
Zhang Feng wasn't an art student, but at that moment, he had the illusion that he was forced to be one.
Everything had to be drawn clearly, and even the dimensions were clearly marked. Moments later, a proper backboard appeared before everyone's eyes.
"That's it?"
Yuchi Gong's eyes widened when he saw that. "Why didn't you say so earlier? You should've told me earlier about such a simple thing. Look at this mess. It wasn't easy for me to get this freshly cut wood from Peng Mountain. "
"It's all ruined now."
"You …"
Zhang Feng clutched his chest and trembled in anger.
Yuchi Gong continued to hammer his head and sigh. "Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Zhang Feng was completely mad. He turned to Cheng Yaojin with lifeless eyes and said, "Old Chen, where's your saber? I want to chop someone up! "
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