[Black basket] Beep!You foul!

Chapter 12 Ticket Problems

The group competition is finally over.Shi Haichuan didn't care about the specific list, since he didn't know anyone anyway.

Fatty Naito suggested to him that there is still a period of time before the semi-finals compete for the championship. If staying here is boring, you can go back first and come back when there is a job notice.

Shi Haichuan looked at Saito Hiromi who was held in Hasegawa's arms, and nodded fiercely.

In fact, Shi Haichuan still had a document to write and hand over to the referee, but because Shi Haichuan was illiterate...so he escaped this task.

Of course, Fatty Naito, who looks a bit rascal but has actually been working hard, did it.

Let you bully foreigners, stand up!

When Shi Haichuan returned to that high-end, foreign-style small villa, he found that there were more than a dozen missed calls on the phone.

I looked at the numbers and they were all calling from China.

Thinking about it with my toes, I knew it was Chen Da calling.

Shi Haichuan turned on the TV, replayed the call and went back.

"You bastard finally remembered to call back! No matter how I contacted you before, I couldn't reach you!" Chen Da started to growl after answering the phone. Shi Haichuan looked at the ceiling innocently, and heard Chen Da from the opposite side continue to say: "Hai Chuan , Your Sports Bureau called me before and said they couldn’t reach you. It seems that there is a project that you need to help with.”

"I'm just a referee, where can I do anything?" Shi Haichuan pressed the remote control, found a certain basketball game, and turned down the volume by the way. Seeing that the other side hadn't told him what the game was, he continued: "You Don't give me a high hat, boy. I know how much I have. Or are you short of money recently?"

The local tyrant with two passbooks is quite refreshed.

Chen Da liked to do some small business when he was in college, he made money and lost money, as a dormitory person, everyone would inevitably help him a little.

"Who asked you for money. Brother, I am also a person with savings." Chen Da snorted twice, and then said again: "Just wait a while and search the email on the Internet. I will send you the specific content in it. The Sports Bureau The group of old things don’t know how to use a computer, it makes me laugh to death.”

Shi Haichuan rolled his eyes and hung up the phone directly.

After watching the game on TV, Shi Haichuan touched the edge of the computer table.

After deleting many advertisements, I saw the email from Chen Da.It is a notification document from the Sports Bureau.

Shi Haichuan took a rough look.

Generally speaking, he has been in Japan for two years. In order to better promote the friendship between China and Japan, he asked Shi Haichuan to contact some better schools in Japan, and then conduct student-to-student Sino-Japanese exchanges.In the attachment, there are some materials of some famous schools in China.

Furious fall!

If he was alone now, he wouldn't even dare to go to a convenience store a little further away, for fear that he would not find his way.Even when he went out to work with Fatty Naito, Shi Haichuan would put his address on the work card hanging on his chest.If you can't find Fatty, just take a taxi back.

Japanese taxis are not much better than robbers!

Shi Haichuan, who had suffered several losses, silently healed the wounds in his heart.

But this is work after all, Shi Haichuan printed out all the materials, to see if there is any opportunity to discuss with Naito.But the specifics should have to start school.

Because of the lack of Japanese writing, Shi Haichuan felt a little strange. He bought a few dictionaries and calligraphy, and went back to read them when he was resting at home.

Shi Haichuan touched his conscience, thinking that if he could not understand the language when he met Heizi and Huangmao, he might really be caught and taken to a mental hospital to become the dean.

It has been a month since I arrived in Japan, and the sequelae seem to be starting to break out now.

Shi Haichuan rubbed his cheeks, and was about to go out to eat at Heizi's house next door. His mother's cooking skills are very good!

During this time, Heizi's training time became full-time, and he would not eat at home at noon, so Heizi was completely unaware of the fact that Shi Haichuan came to the hall every day.

"During this period, Tetsuya and his team seemed to be working very hard. They had to train every day, and they kept dozing off while doing their homework at night. They looked exhausted." Heizi's mother took out a casserole from the kitchen and put it in front of Shi Haichuan. .

Shi Haichuan wiped his saliva, and replied with a smile: "Boys, it's okay to be busy. After that, it's the final of the middle school league. It's not surprising that they want to strengthen their training during this time. Who doesn't want to win? "

"Zhe also didn't like to talk very much since he was a child. He can have a group of friends, and being a mother is very happy."

Heizi's mother's eyes were bent, and her smile made people feel warm.

Shi Haichuan clicked his tongue twice, thinking that the child Heizi is really lucky.

"Their team's results are very good, and they should be able to achieve good results." Shi Haichuan added a spoonful of soup to his bowl.

After eating, Shi Haichuan took the initiative to clean up the dishes, but Heizi's mother told him to hurry up and sit on the sofa.

"Tetsu never told us about his affairs in school, but Teiko High School has a good school spirit, so his father and I never asked what Zhe did in school." Heizi's mother complained a little while washing the dishes.

Shi Haichuan licked his gums with his tongue, which looked quite unsightly. Hearing about Teiko Middle School, he thought of the email he saw before, maybe he could try it.

When Fatty Naito arrived at Shi Haichuan's house in the afternoon, Shi Haichuan was shooting in the yard, seven out of ten, neither good nor bad.

"Tomorrow you are going to the gymnasium for the pre-final meeting. The referees for this match are all famous in Japan."

"But I'm from China." Shi Haichuan took a shot, but the ball bounced out of the basket and hit the grass directly. After thinking about it, he turned around and asked, "If the junior high school league is so large, shouldn't there be several groups?" Are the referee and the chief referee making a decision? What is my business?"

"So you are following the referee, Mr. Shi should also know that the sports circle is so big, who has no selfishness?" Fatty Naito shook his head, and then continued: "Actually, the person who proposed you was the chief referee, because you are here in Japan. I am not familiar with it, and I will not favor anyone."

Shi Haichuan pouted, with a disdainful expression: "I thought no referee would be partial."

"But it's not like that actually. People's hearts are inherently biased." Fatty Naito shrugged and pointed to his left heart.

Shi Haichuan retrieved the ball, casually threw it in the frame of the entrance, and asked, "Which two teams will be in the final?"

"One is last year's champion, Diguang Middle School, and the other is the team from Fuhe Town Middle School in Group C."

"Diguang Middle School?"

"Well, didn't you say that you have been there before, did you know them?"

"I helped to play a practice match, and the players are all very good. The training intensity is also good."

Shi Haichuan poured himself a glass of salt water, and saw that Naito had sat down on the sofa consciously.

"They are a giant in basketball. Not just last year, they won several times before. It seems that the trophies of the middle school league were specially made to be placed in their trophy city. There is also another name, called the generation of miracles." Fatty Naito twitched the corners of his mouth, obviously feeling that the champion of this competition has already been claimed.

Shi Haichuan shook his head and retorted: "It's not certain. If they underestimate the enemy, they might be bitten back. The game is not over yet, so it's uncertain who will win and who will lose."

"The kids nowadays are very good. Think about when I was still in junior high school, I prayed every day not to take quizzes in class and pass notes to my deskmates." Naito smacked his mouth, suddenly recalling the past.

Shi Haichuan brought him a can of coffee, and sat down on the sofa opposite: "Who wants to hear about your childhood. After the league this time is over, take me to your sports bureau."

"What's matter?"

"Well, go get some proof."

Shi Haichuan nodded, but didn't say anything specific.

After the second day's opening, he realized that it would take another week for the final game time. Shi Haichuan guessed that he could not live in the hotel every day, and finally asked Fatty Naito to send him home first.

The last game of the middle school league has attracted the attention of a lot of people.Tickets for the game were sold out early, and one time during lunch, Heizi’s mother was still crying and complaining that her child forgot to give her tickets, and she couldn’t even go to refuel even if she wanted to.

Shi Haichuan asked Naito to help get two tickets, so that Heizi's mother could drag Heizi's father to watch the game together.

When Heizi knew the truth, he looked at Shi Haichuan who was sitting at his dinner table leisurely.

"You forgot to give it to your mother." Shi Haichuan filled soup for himself.

Heizi looked at Shi Haichuan.

"Well, I shouldn't come here all the time." Shi Haichuan obediently admitted his mistake.

Hei Yi still looked at Shi Haichuan like that.

"Your mother's craftsmanship is so good, I'm so envious." Shi Haichuan decided to please Heizi's mother.

Heizi pulled out his chair and sat opposite Shi Haichuan.

Shi Haichuan caught him a shrimp.

"I've already given my mother the ticket," Heizi said.

Shi Haichuan felt that his Japanese listening ability had declined a bit.

"And every time I give them a ticket, they never see me on the court."

Shi Haichuan licked his lips and served Heizi a bowl of rice.

Shut up, kid.

What parent would neglect their child?

Heizi ate on his stomach and didn't speak again after that.

Because of Heizi's mother's enthusiasm, Shi Haichuan was sent out by Heizi after dinner.

When this person put on his shoes, he seemed to think of something suddenly, touched his nose and said to the junior high school student behind him:

"Heizi, when do you want me to learn 50 syllables first? Being illiterate is too uncomfortable."

"You can go to kindergarten first, college student."

Heizi glanced at Shi Haichuan, and shut Shi Haichuan out of the door.