Rebirth of Basketball Boy

"Are you talking about basketball? Haha, I also like to play basketball. I don't have to worry about it anymore." Yan Lingfeng looked up, and the long and fluttering fragrant clouds walked into the dormitory. Of course, it didn't. How long, Yan Lingfeng probably had the final say, and pulled out 10 hairs by herself, it would be almost as long as his hair!

"Haha, the relationship is good, aren't the three-on-three candidates ready?" Han Dengyun replied with a smile.

"I'm afraid he can't keep up with our rhythm. It won't be good to beat and cry this girl-like child." Zhao Senming touched his short hair and said with disdain.

"Do you look down on people? It annoys you who pretend to be 13 the most." Xiang Qingyun snorted coldly and found a bed to put down his luggage.

"Everyone is just playing, what can't keep up? There is no basketball game in high school. It is pure entertainment, pure entertainment, Sen Ming, everyone will live under the same roof in the future. Can you take away that? A cold face?" Sun Feiying turned around and said to Xiang Qingyun: "Don't mind, he is so virtuous. We are all so angry by him."

Xiang Qingyun also put away his disdainful expression, and said in surprise: "Zhao Senming?"

Zhao Senming nodded and said, "It's me, what's the matter?"

Xiang Qingyun said with a smile: "One of the four kings of junior high school basketball, it's normal to look down on people."

Fu Zijun shrugged and said: "I'm not as arrogant as that guy Senming, I'm very kind, especially when facing a beautiful MM."

But Han Dengyun asked stupidly: "Are the four heavenly kings famous?"

Xiang Qingyun immediately put on a very feminine hygienic eye, looking at him with a mentally handicapped eye, and said: "As a water transporter who likes basketball, I don't know what the secretary of the municipal party committee is called. I don't even know the famous name. The four heavenly kings. Let me tell you that the four heavenly kings are called Fei Sen Zideng, and they are all first-class basketball players among our students. Zhao Senming ranks second among the four heavenly kings, and his basketball level must be very good. , You must teach me more in the future."

"What kind of logic is this? Is it certain that the name is ranked second?" Han Dengyun asked depressedly.

Sun Feiying smiled, proudly said: "Is that necessary!"

Fu Zijun laughed loudly: "Who can tell me why the number one can't even get into the top four?"

Sun Feiying collapsed immediately, his face full of pride turned into depression.

"Everyone is calling Fei Senzi Deng, I think it is ranked according to the level, why? Isn't it right?" Xiang Qingyun asked suspiciously.

"That's not it! I, Han Dengyun, hit them by hand. I grabbed the handle and wiped out the three of them with my fingers. It was no effort. Now I am very serious and suggest that this ranking should be updated!" Han Dengyun ranked for himself. The last is brooding!

"For a while, go heads-up. My Sun Feiying's slogan has always been to treat all kinds of dissatisfaction." Sun Feiying, who is good at heads-up, disdainfully said.

"Heads-up? That's something barbarians do, is it better than shooting?" Fu Zijun suggested.

Xiang Qingyun was already dumbfounded, looked at this, looked at that, ignored Yan Lingfeng, and then muttered: "You are the four heavenly kings, Feisenzideng? My God, I actually live with you. The dormitory is great, I'm so excited. Hey, but fortunately, there are only four of you. If I play a game, I can still be a main player."

Yan Lingfeng looked at him and said that he was innocent. Zhao Senming's eyes revealed your idiot. There was a strong sympathy in Sun Feiying's eyes. Fu Zijun's eyes were a little bit more teasing. As for Han Dengyun, he seemed to listen. When it came to a joke, he held his stomach and happily.

"What's your expression? Really, did I say something wrong? Although I am not as famous as yours, I am also very good at playing." Xiang Qingyun whispered with goose bumps all over his body as five people looked at it.

In the end, Fu Zijun stood up and patted him on the shoulder and said, "If our class is playing, the title of cheerleader is more suitable for you."

Xiang Qingyun said angrily: "Damn! Are you guys who play well so proud?"

Han Dengyun finally stopped laughing and explained: "No, we didn't mean to look down on you. It's just...haha."

Sun Feiying gently punched Han Dengyun, who was laughing again, and said to Xiang Qingyun: "You said we look down on you, but, do you know there are people in the dormitory who look down on the four of us?"

Yan Lingfeng curled his lips and said, "I don't mean that."

Only then did Xiang Qingyun notice Yan Lingfeng, who had not spoken, and looked at him suspiciously. He seemed to be a little over 1.8 meters tall, thin, and nothing special.

Seemingly aware of Xiang Qingyun's doubts, Sun Feiying asked: "Which school won the championship in the city's junior high school basketball game last year, do you know?

"It seems to be Ziguang? I don't remember clearly. I had a bad cold in those two days. Our school team didn't catch up with the game. Does it matter?" Xiang Qingyun is now like a person in the cloud and mist. Don't understand these five strange people.

"None of the four of us won the championship, don't you think it is strange?"

"Uh, it seems to be a bit." Xiang Qingyun seemed to have realized something, and his gaze at Yan Lingfeng was a little different, hesitatingly asked: "Are you from Ziguang?"

Yan Lingfeng nodded, he was quite sure of this, but the basketball game at the junior high school was a bit vague. After all, more than 10 years have passed, and they are far from remembered clearly.

"Then you must be the last best player, Yan Lingfeng, right?" Xiang Qingyun patted his thigh depressedly and said: "Cheerleading team, I'm here..."

The five people laughed together.

Soon, the short and thin Guo Fangzhen also came to the dormitory to report. He looked timidly and said hello to the big guy, and then said nothing.I glanced at the dormitory, and finally had to choose the upper bunk of the bed by the door.

Liu Zhuofan, the heavyweight of the 501, also made his debut at this time. He walked in cautiously and said hello to everyone: "Hello everyone! I am Liu Zhuofan, please take care of you brothers in the future."

Except for Yan Lingfeng, everyone else was stunned by Liu Zhuofan's stalwart body. It's too much to have seen a fat one, and never seen a fat one!Yan Lingfeng had been mentally prepared for a long time, and smiled and said: "Unfortunately to inform you, in the future, our dormitory will give you the responsibility of keeping the watch out."

Liu Zhuofan looked at the only remaining bed and said bitterly: "Isn't that true? Why did you come so early?"

Coming back, Fu Zijun touched his head and said: "Just arrived, I came here a while earlier than you, brother, don't complain, you see how good the feng shui of this bed is! Sitting south and looking north, a hundred birds come The treasure!"

Liu Zhuofan heavily smashed his luggage on the bed, and muttered: "It's fine! The big deal is that I won't use my flashlight to read books at night!"

"Do you also like to read novels? What kind of genre do you like to read? Urban or martial arts?" Guo Fangzhen, who was sleeping on his upper bunk, immediately came to his mind and asked, poking his head.

"I only read books about learning, and novels only read classics." Liu Zhuofan replied with a calm face.

"That's it..." Guo Fangzhen retracted his head in disappointment, and took out the pirated novel from his bag to look with interest.

"It's almost time, should we go to the classroom?" Zhao Senming asked when everyone was ready to clean up.

"Well, let's go! Don't look at Xiao Guo, let's go to the classroom together." Sun Feiying greeted Guo Fangzhen who was very engaged.

In the entire dormitory, he is the only one who is less than 1.8 meters. Who is younger?

Good guys, this group of people walked on the road mightily, causing a look back, the tall Han Dengyun, the handsome Fu Zijun who looks like the protagonist of the comic book, the cold-faced Zhao Senming, the muscular Sun Feiying, the hill-like Liu Zhuofan, then They are all very cool players!Yan Lingfeng, who had no characteristics, walked with this group of people depressedly, sighing in his heart that he was not good at meeting people. With such a prominent group, he was destined to become a soy saucer.

When he came to the classroom, Yan Lingfeng found a place to sit at random. Anyway, he would definitely re-arrange his seats. Han Dengyun sat beside him, staring at the door of the classroom. Whenever a female classmate appeared, he always used one. Very professional insight to give my own evaluation.

Yan Lingfeng turned a blind eye to his idiotic behavior, this stupid man!

The classroom was almost full. A little over 10:30, a tall middle-aged man walked into the classroom with strides, stood directly by the podium and coughed, and said, "Students all be quiet."

The noisy classroom like a vegetable market immediately calmed down. Yan Lingfeng stared at the impressive "Mr. Pig Demon", and remembered the way he punished him back then, but felt a chill in his neck.

"Report!" There was a loud report from the door. Everyone looked at the door and saw a girl with short hair, a lavender T-shirt and a pair of denim breeches standing there.

Zhu Yao frowned, nodded and said: "Come in!"

Tian Hui walked into the classroom and saw that there were no seats in front of her. Without thinking, she walked over to the place where the boys gathered in the back row.

Seeing an empty desk next to Sun Feiying, she sat down generously.

"First introduce myself. My name is Zhu Yao. From now on, I will be the head teacher of our eighth class. I'll name it first."

He picked up the roster and cleared his throat, ready to roll the call.

"Pig demon? What a weird name." Tian Hui muttered softly so that Sun Feiying could not help but laugh out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Tian Hui asked curiously across the narrow aisle.

"Nothing to laugh at." Sun Feiying thought to herself, I can't say that your nickname is too good, too domineering, right?

"Cut, don't tell me, who is rare?" Tian Hui turned her head and listened to the pig demon's name seriously.

After the name was counted, the pig demon put down the roster and took up a few sheets of paper and said: "Next, let me tell you about the school rules and disciplines of No. 1 Middle School..."

Yan Lingfeng lay on the table boredly. This thing is a lie. He almost violated the school rules and disciplines in the first three years of middle school and three years, and he didn't really expel himself or give any punishment. Just go up and read the inspection during the conference.

"Do you read the newspaper?" Fu Zijun next to him raised a stack of newspapers and asked Yan Lingfeng in a low voice.

Fortunately, it was just a relief. Yan Lingfeng took it and placed it on the table. It was "Sports Weekly". On the front page, there were a few bright red characters: Who was the fault of the Chinese men's basketball team?Basketball Association ** took the blame and resigned.

"Huh? This is very rare. The national football team has played stinky balls for so many years. If it weren't for the gambling, it is estimated that Xie Tianzi would not be able to play. How can the men's basketball team lose a goal? How can the basketball association's face become thinner Is it?" Yan Lingfeng thought suspiciously.

If you look closely, you can’t help but feel disappointed. Except that the title is relatively hot, the content is usually some high-sounding things, nothing new, just like the news broadcast for decades, no wonder the leadership is busy, the domestic economy continues to grow, and the foreign countries are in chaos. The three sections are the same. I hope to see some inside story in this kind of official journal. Is it possible?

"Hey, what are you looking at?" Tian Hui, who had just decided to ignore the arrogant boy, couldn't help but ask what interesting magazine Sun Feiying was reading.

Sun Feiying shook the cover of the magazine at Tian Hui and said with a smile: "This is a book that a man reads. You are not interested in it."

"Cut, isn't it the "Slam Dunk"? I watch it every day. I read the book you read two days ago." Tian Hui said.

Sun Feiying's head is full of black lines, this grandma is really hard to deal with.

"Hey, are you good at playing?" Tian Hui asked.

"My name is Sun Feiying, I won't call him, I can play ball, okay!" Sun Feiying replied modestly.

"Well, what is it? Why don't you play a game with me soon?" Tian Hui actively proposed.

Sun Feiying's entire face had turned black, and she looked at Tian Hui with the same look of an alien.

"Cut, what kind of look? Don't look down on girls, our school team captain Song Litao is my defeat!" Tian Hui said proudly.

Sun Feiying's black face instantly turned pale, and said coldly, "Song Litao? That's rubbish!"

Tian Huiliu raised her eyebrows and said, "Why do you say that to him?"

Sun Feiying sneered: "Did you know? Last year's junior high school basketball game, I was calculated by him no less than a dozen times in a game, almost every time I touch the ball, I will hit the ball, and sometimes I was directly dropped to the ground! A game almost exhausted my stamina." Sun Feiying pointed at Yan Lingfeng with his finger and continued: "If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be defeated by him due to lack of physical strength in an eight-to-four match!"

Tian Hui seemed to believe Sun Feiying's words a little, and blinked her big cute eyes and asked, "Who is he?"

Sun Feiying looked at Yan Lingfeng who looked down at the newspaper and muttered: "The man above the four heavenly kings, the best basketball player-Yan Lingfeng!"

Tian Hui smacked his tongue and said, "A person who looks very ordinary, is he that powerful?"

Sun Feiying shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I told you that you can't understand it. I think of it all in tears, forget it, don't say it.

When Tian Hui was still asking, he saw the pig demon sorted out the files in his hands and walked out of the classroom.

Han Dengyun immediately took out a basketball from his backpack and yelled: "It's finally time to rectify my name! Let's go, the basketball court is the top spot!"

Sun Feiying smiled bitterly, the confusion caused by fame!It's hard to beat the cold at high places. If you want to be a lone lonely player, you must face one challenge after another!

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