Rebirth of Basketball Boy

A week passed quickly. Yan Lingfeng's injured left hand finally returned to normal. The night before the game with the third and fifth class of high school, she couldn't sleep peacefully. Yan Lingfeng, who was tossing and turning on the bed and unable to sleep, had to attribute this situation to It was caused by the nervousness, but he really couldn't understand that he was used to seeing bad winds and waves in his previous life. What could be tense in this small river ditch?

When the sky was dark, Yan Lingfeng finally closed his eyes reluctantly, a faint feeling faintly in his heart, but he couldn't think of where the problem was.Because it was the weekend and the game started at 9 o’clock in the morning, Yan Lingfeng slept late, but being young is his capital. Although he had a hasty rest for less than five hours, when he woke up, Yan Lingfeng was still alive. The deputy looked energetic.

On the other hand, the other fellows in the same dormitory, the fat Liu Zhuofan has now accepted his fate, and deliberately pulled out some cotton from the mattress to make a simple earplug. Regardless of whether it is effective in preventing noise, it is a matter of fate.As for the other livestock, Guo Fangzhen doesn't care about this kind of dormitory environment. The so-called quilt is covered, he doesn't hear things outside the window, he concentrates on reading good novels, and the noise of other people is nothing to him.

Compared to the energetic Yan Lingfeng, Feiying Sun is a bit like the eggplant that Qiu Shuang has beaten, especially Xiang Qingyun. Yan Lingfeng's comeback has brought him back to the bench. Although it is not angry or jealous, but Feelings of loss are inevitable. As for Sun Feiying and the others, Yan Lingfeng’s debut will definitely reduce their chances of showing up. The psychological gap is a bit big. For Yan Lingfeng, these people are now completely convinced of his strength. Because of that dunk, after all, Fu Zijun can barely dunk the ball into the basket by himself. Yan Lingfeng’s overall view of the basketball court, accurate predictions when defending, and precise shots and passes when attacking. All make them feel hopeless and sigh, I'm not as helpless as Jun.

Yan Lingfeng found out the jersey that had been shelved for several weeks, holding it in tears...

The five people looked speechless for a while. This girl is too capable of pretending, isn't it just a few games that haven't played, what regrets catching up with the semifinals?If it wasn't for the brothers who worked hard, could he have such a chance?

Han Dengyun hugged the pretentious Yan Lingfeng and said viciously with his fist the size of a jar: "You must pass the ball to me more today, understand?"

Yan Lingfeng broke away from his embrace, and Han Dengyun glanced at Han Dengyun with all kinds of amorous feelings: "What benefits do you give others?"

When Han Dengyun heard that there is still something to do, he immediately rubbed his head stupidly and said, "What benefits do you want? As long as you let me score more than 30 points today, it is incumbent on Han to be within my abilities!"

Yan Lingfeng found the washbasin and tooth bowl, gave a towel on his shoulder and ran to the washroom, and threw it directly to Han Dengyun.

As soon as Yan Lingfeng left the house, the phone in the dormitory rang. In 2004, mobile phones were not common among high school students in the small city of Shuiyun. Except for a few rich second generations, most students contacted on weekdays. Mainly relying on flying pigeons to pass books and broken phones in the dormitory.

The nearest Xiang Qingyun picked it up and said with a grin, "Who are you looking for?"

"What? Auntie, don't cry, Ling Feng will go to wash it, yes, wait a moment, I will call him right away." Xiang Qingyun hurriedly put down the phone and ran out of the dormitory dignifiedly, Sun Feiying looked at each other. The call should be for Yan Lingfeng, but I don’t know how serious the matter is. Will it affect today’s game?

Although on the surface several people were dissatisfied with Yan Ling's return from the wind, everyone knew in their hearts that it was just a way of expression of affection between brothers, and we should not let a few people cry in pain while holding Yan Lingfeng: "Brother, you are back, I want to kill you!"

Yan Lingfeng, who was brushing her teeth, was shocked when she heard the call from her mother at home, and suddenly remembered something that seemed to frothy and rushed back to the dormitory to pick up the phone.

"Mom, what are you talking about? How could it be possible? It's impossible, um, I'll ask for leave from the class teacher right away." Yan Lingfeng with a painful face hung up the phone weakly. At this time, he finally understood that his anxiety was due to him. Where is it?

My mother said on the phone that at 5 am, Yan Lingfeng's grandfather finally could not survive the ruthless years and passed away suddenly...

What ambitious ambitions, what is famous all over the world, what beautiful clothes and food, what groups of wives and concubines, now Yan Lingfeng's chest is full of regrets, the previous life Yan Lingfeng did not catch up to see his grandfather for the last time, waiting for him to receive a call When hurried home, the grandfather who had been fond of Yan Lingfeng since he was a child has turned into a cold corpse, watching the grandfather who took him by his side whenever he had time when he was a child, and he has been separated forever. Yan Lingfeng, who had never cried much, could no longer control the sadness in his heart. He cried bitterly while guarding the corpse of his grandfather, and almost fainted when he was guarding the spirit.

Yan Lingfeng’s parents were busy making money when he was a child, and Yan Lingfeng followed his grandfather like a follower when he was writing notes. Until the kindergarten, Yan Lingfeng not only received the meticulous care and care of his grandfather, but also I learned a beautiful calligraphy, learned how to defeat the enemy on the chessboard, learned countless Tang poetry and Song lyrics...

The time interval is a bit long, the rebirth Yan Lingfeng is already a little vague about the grandfather’s memorial day, intersecting the sorrow of the previous life, now Yan Lingfeng is more regretful, and he is used to seeing life and death, even he himself is also in the bridge. I walked through it before. Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature. The six reincarnations will not stop because of human will. Although my grandfather is gone, he lost his father at the age of 3, and was driven by a Japanese devils to repair the watchtower at the age of 10. *****, for the grandfather who had been locked up in the bullpen during the turmoil and never enjoyed any blessings in his life, leaving may not be a relief.

What made Yan Lingfeng regret was that if he could be more careful, he might be able to catch up with Grandpa for the last time.

"What happened? Ling Feng, do you need our help?" Sun Feiying asked cautiously.

"My grandfather is gone, I can't play today's game, brothers, I'm really sorry, the basketball game is up to you!" Yan Lingfeng shook his head, and a tear came out of her eyes.

"Sorrow, brother. Go back early, don't worry, I said that the final must belong to you! Even if you put all your energy, this game is for you, for the old man who is leaving, I will take it!" Sun Feiying Patted Yan Lingfeng on the shoulder and said firmly.

Zhao Senming’s face remained unchanged, but there was a little more inexplicable sadness in his eyes, and he gently stepped forward to comfort him: "People cannot come back to life from the dead, and the living is great. Don’t be too sad. Grandpa doesn’t want to see this in the sky. ."

Han Dengyun and Fu Zijun went up and down to put their arms around Yan Lingfeng's shoulders. On this occasion, Han Dengyun chose to close his mouth with an amusement, but only used his powerful arms to make Yan Lingfeng feel his strength.

Fu Zijun, who had always been hippie smiling, was rarely serious, staring into Yan Lingfeng’s eyes and said: “I hope you can come back for tomorrow’s game. Although it’s a bit difficult, you know Lingfeng? You didn’t play much in the previous game. If we don’t play tomorrow’s game, the school team will definitely be impossible. I hope to see the five of us appear on the school team’s roster at the same time!"

Although Fu Zijun’s words are a bit unreasonable, Yan Lingfeng also understands the friendship contained in it, and emphasized: “Don’t worry, I will definitely be back! Let’s not talk about it, I have gone on leave with the pig demon, brothers, today I beg you for the match!"

Beijing time, September 9, 1004, Fu Zijun's 15th birthday, Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School basketball court.

With a sigh of yellow, the players from the eighteenth class of high school walked onto the field with a solemn atmosphere. The solemnity on the faces of the five people stunned all the audience. In their faces, everyone saw a belief in victory. No. 5 Zhao Senming. Sun Feiying on the 8th, Fu Zijun on the 9th, Han Dengyun on the 13th, and Xiang Qingyun on the 15th, surrounded by five people. Sun Feiying took the lead and shouted: "For Lingfeng!"

The five people grew their throats and yelled in unison: "Sweat!"

Sun Feiyin shouted again: "For victory!

"Blood on the field!"

The sound was loud and the momentum was like a rainbow. The brave fighting spirit exuded by the players of the freshman class of Grade One and Eight before the game shocked everyone in the opposite Grade Three and Grade Five.Before that, they had also watched the game of the dark horse freshman team opposite. In previous games, except for No. 5's face, which was always a glacial expression, everyone seemed to play with a smile. , What makes them fighting like a mourning soldier today?

Only the pig demon on the sidelines guessed the reason. When Yan Lingfeng asked for leave, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart. Although he didn't express much on the surface in the previous game, he already believed in his heart that Fu Zijun was there. The rhetoric spoken in front of him, these freshmen are like a group of newborn calves, and any team that dares to stand in their way will fall to the ground without hesitation.

Because he has had more contact, he knows these kids better than anyone else. Although he didn't make a lot of appearances, he clearly knew that Yan Lingfeng was the head of the calves, including the last gorgeous game. Ling Feng planned the result.For this reason, this talented student on the basketball court bid farewell to this field he loved so much. Pig demon said in his heart that it was not regrettable.

Although Pig Demon is an English teacher, only friends who have known him for many years will know that Zhu Yao was once a romantic figure in Shandong basketball. It is a pity that an injury permanently deprived his childhood dream of Zhu Yao’s cruciate ligament. If the tearing was able to attract enough attention from the country at that time, perhaps there would be another Shandong in the golden generation, which competed with Ah Dejiang and Li Xiaoyong for the main position., Zhu Yao, who grew up in the United States, needless to say about his English proficiency. For this reason, a senior teacher certificate as compensation fell into his hands.

In Yan Lingfeng’s body, what Zhu Yao saw was faster speed and better bounce than he had at the beginning. These are not the most important things. There are many basketball players with excellent physical fitness in the bigger China, but Why can't there be a good guard among the 1.3 billion Chinese?A question of consciousness, a point guard must be insightful to the changing situation on the court. Why are the guards in the NBA getting older and more prettier?When you are young, everyone will have a spirit of being competitive and will never admit defeat. Chris Paul can easily beat any opponent in the same position, but the Hornets have fallen back into the trough after a flash in the pan in 2007. .Under the leadership of the nearly 40-year-old Kidd, the Mavericks, whose shooting posture is very disgusting, can extinguish the aggressive heat, and the reason is self-evident.

Although he has been away from basketball for many years, Zhu Yao’s vision has not declined. Although he has devoted himself to education in these years, there is still time to watch a few basketball games. The highest number of assists per game in the CBA season. It was only 5 or 6 times. After the introduction of a 12-minute single quarter, the CBA teams' scores intersect and the NBA is not inferior, but why is the number of assists so far?In addition to the habitual adjustment of the Chinese center after receiving the ball, I am afraid it has a lot to do with the vision and means of passing the ball.

Zhu Yao has seen group confrontations between the 6 best basketball students in the class. No matter how they are grouped, Yan Lingfeng always wins, but he doesn’t score many points, and he doesn’t even shoot much. The key to the problem is that he can accurately grasp the situation on the field, and can accurately predict the reaction of the people next, so as to pass the ball to the weakest position of the enemy's defense. With his passing support, his Teammates will naturally score a lot easier.

In the eighth class lineup, Yan Lingfeng appeared in the position of small forwards. Although the position of small forwards in the NBA is mostly a defensive expert, it has only been a few decades after Larry Bird, Oscar Robertson, LeBron James and other superstars are few superstars, but in the original definition of basketball, the small forward position is the most critical position on the entire basketball court. Players appearing in this position must be both offensive and defensive, rebounding assists, steals and blocked. One is not good, and it is the team's first point of attack. Point guards and shooting guards do not need to have the ability to break through, but for small forwards, small forwards who can't make a successful breakthrough cannot be called qualified at all.

In Zhu Yao's mind, if Yan Lingfeng finally chooses to engage in the risky sport of basketball, he now has two shortcomings. The first is that his body is relatively thin and his height is not enough to gain a foothold in professional basketball. , The second is that his shooting level needs to be further improved, especially for three-pointers. Zhu Yao has observed that Yan Lingfeng rarely uses shooting as his offensive method during the game. When the team is unable to open the situation , He used more of a breakthrough layup method to seek points.

When Zhu Yao was thinking about it, his old friend, the second team of Shandong Men’s Basketball Team, retired. Huang Sheng, a physical education teacher now teaching at Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School, gave a whistle. The first game of the semi-finals of the Shuiyun No. 1 basketball game The game officially started.

Against both sides, the third and fifth class VS the eighth class.

The third and fifth classes of high school are still wearing the dark blue kings jersey, starting No. 10, No. 13, No. 4, No. 16, and No. 21. The first few years of the 21st century are the craziest seasons of the Sacramento Kings led by Adelman. , The gorgeous Princeton system, the white devil Bibby, the marksman Peja, Chris Weber, and Divac, who is also from Yugoslavia, have built this team that has once attacked the Zijin Dynasty several times.

At this time, Peja was still the league’s strongest scorer, Webber was still a power forward alongside Wolf King Stone Buddha, Bibby was flourishing, and Divac was old and strong. If it weren’t for the King’s luck, I’m afraid. Will there be one more NBA championship team?

In 2004, the Kings had already shown signs of a decline. They were eliminated by the Timberwolves in the Western Conference semifinals. However, in the minds of the seniors in the third and fifth class of high school, the Kings, which they liked as soon as they were in high school, are strong and perfect, so they The support of the king was unhesitating, so they still wore the king's jersey on the field.,

"I am willing to pluck the king down! Brothers, destroy them!" Feiying Sun shouted loudly.