Rebirth of Basketball Boy

A loud thunder-like sound rang in Liu Yunfei’s ears, but before he could react, he felt a huge force pressing on his body, making him unable to help but let out a scream of pain and then fell on him. Ground.

After the basketball was forced to kiss the backboard forcibly, an angry protest with a "bang" bounced far away. Sun Feiying, who was telling the running, suddenly braked, turned and chased after him.

Yan Lingfeng, who was lying on Liu Yunfei, felt a blur in front of her eyes, and the hard pursuit just now almost emptied the last trace of energy in him, or that his energy has been exhausted, he is completely relying on not giving up and not giving up. His spirit caught up and covered the basketball.

"What!"

Liu Yunfei unceremoniously pushed Yan Lingfeng aside who was pressing on him, stood up cursingly, and looked at the basketball ten meters away. Of course he also understood what had happened behind his back. Doubt, the nasty No. 11 slammed his shot to the backboard, and then pressed it on himself.

Sun Feiying had already caught up with the basketball at this time, bent over and protected the ball with her hands on her chest, stood near the middle circle and looked back at Lin Xiao. After a little hesitation, he raised his hand to the referee and said: "We request a timeout!"

Although it was not a dead ball time, the eighth class of high school held the ball, so the referee immediately nodded and agreed.Sun Feiying immediately threw away the basketball in her hand, and ran towards Yan Lingfeng.

Yan Lingfeng had already sat up at this time, rubbing his chaotic brain and breathing desperately. His face was pale and his limbs were weak. He felt like a newborn baby who had just shed his skin. He didn't have any strength or even strength. He didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Sun Feiying helped Yan Lingfeng's arm to help him stand up, walked slowly back to his resting area, let him sit down in the chair and asked with concern: "Is it still?"

"Sen Ming, how about you?" Yan Lingfeng did not answer Sun Feiying's question, but looked at Zhao Senming sitting next to him and asked in a weak voice.

"If you fail, you have to do it!" Zhao Senming gritted his teeth, stood up on the chair and stomped his feet gently: "You can't go anymore! Your body has reached its limit now..."

Yan Lingfeng leaned his head on the back of the chair, reached out his hand to take a bottle of water from Sun Feiying, unscrewed the lid and poured it on his head, took a deep breath and said: "I can hold on for three minutes. Sen Ming, I will give you the last five minutes. Can you bring the victory back?"

"No!" Pig demon walked over with a solemn expression: "You can't do it again! Zhao Senming can't do it either! I would rather not be the champion than bet your health!"

"Teacher, trust me, I'll be fine!" Yan Lingfeng stubbornly shook his head and said, "I know my own body. As long as I can win this championship, what if I am really injured? I don't regret it. !"

"No! I can't agree! I believe your parents and grandfathers in the sky won't agree! Yan Lingfeng, as your head teacher, I order you to sit here!"

"Teacher, I would dare to ask you something, have you regretted it?" Yan Lingfeng smiled sadly, stood up slowly but firmly, and asked Zhu Yao's eyes directly.

The stimulation of the cold water made his cerebral cortex forcibly run, and also brought a little energy to his overdrawn body, which enabled him to stand up and talk to Zhu Yao.

"What do you mean?" Zhu Yao asked puzzledly.

"In order to win, teacher you can give the cruciate ligament back then, why can't I?" Yan Lingfeng smiled lightly, did not say any more, but turned his head and stepped on the court again, because he had heard the referee's whistle sound.

Zhu Yao's expression changed. Maybe others would be puzzled by Yan Lingfeng's words, but Zhu Yao himself knew very well that he was as stubborn as Yan Lingfeng back then, but in the end he ended up with a cruciate ligament. As a result of the severe fracture, he had to bid farewell to his beloved basketball court.

Zhu Yao had never thought about whether he regretted it before, but when Yan Lingfeng mentioned it today, he realized that he had never regretted his decision back then, because if a basketball player loses his desire to win, then he too He is not a basketball player anymore. This is actually the same result as a cruciate ligament rupture.Seeing Yan Lingfeng's staggering back, Zhu Yao sighed lightly without saying anything. Since he has made his own choice, let him move forward without complaint!

"Good job! Regardless of today's victory or defeat, I will make you a friend!"

Seeing Yan Lingfeng, who was lying on the ground and unable to get up just now, stepped onto the field again, Wu Fengtao's eyes were hot, and tears almost burst into his eyes. At this moment, he admitted that he was moved by Yan Lingfeng's persistence, as he said, No matter who wins the final winner, there are no losers in this game.

Yan Lingfeng smiled faintly, and gave Wu Fengtao a hug and said, "Senior eighth class, Yan Lingfeng!"

Wu Fengtao crouched in his ear and whispered: "Thirty-one high class, Wu Fengtao. Today we are opponents, but I believe that it will not be long before we will be teammates. I look forward to the day when we will fight side by side with you."

Yan Lingfeng nodded slightly and said, "Me too!"

"But today we are still opponents. For this championship, I will do my best!" Wu Fengtao waved his fist and said loudly, as if he wanted the audience to hear his confidence.

"Me too." Yan Lingfeng's face has always been smiling, Wu Fengtao is a legend, and being able to become rivals and friends with legends is indeed a very happy thing.

"Then, let us fight for our respective honors!" Wu Fengtao looked at Yan Lingfeng and nodded. After saying this, he turned and walked back to his own half.

Standing outside the sideline, Xiang Qingyun handed the ball to Yan Lingfeng with both hands. Facing Wu Fengtao's defense, Yan Lingfeng didn't plan to pass the ball out as before. He was going to end the attack himself.Although avoiding the real and hitting the virtual is very effective, blindly avoiding it is not a long-term solution, so he is preparing to have a head-on duel with Wu Fengtao.

Standing in the middle of the circle and the three-point line, he dribbled the ball and made a gesture, with his thumb down and four fingers spread out, meaning that all his teammates would make room for him, and he Yan Lingfeng was about to break through.

Although Wu Fengtao didn't understand the meaning of Lin Xiao's gesture, he had already noticed Fu Zijun standing outside the three-point line. His rich experience made him immediately judge Yan Lingfeng's plan, and a smile appeared on his mouth. , Is this guy finally unable to help attacking?Come on, I have been waiting for this moment for a long time!

The corners of Yan Lingfeng’s mouth also had a smile. The two of them were like old friends who had been separated for many years. The distance was slowly drawn closer. Wu Fengtao could already hear Yan Lingfeng’s heavy breathing that was forcibly suppressed. His eyes are wide open, his arms are wide open, and his legs stand very steady. He firmly believes that Yan Lingfeng must not break through under his eyelids because he has a superior defense against him. Strong self-confidence.

Yan Lingfeng stopped about a meter away from Wu Fengtao, staring at Wu Fengtao, dribbling the ball unhurriedly, thinking that there was still enough time.

Wu Fengtao did not rush forward to defend. He has absolute confidence in his speed and bounce. If Yan Lingfeng wants to shoot hard, he will definitely block his shots with lightning speed and lightning height. So what he has to do now is to prevent Yan Lingfeng from breaking through and prevent him from passing through on his left or right.

The game has now become a trump card duel. This is the trump card in the true sense. Yan Ling's wind is sharp and domineering, and Wu Fengtao is calm. The two people can be said to meet each other and meet the talents. But whoever will die is the answer right away. It is about to be presented in front of all the audience.

Time skipped second by second, just like a human heartbeat, without pause or acceleration, everyone held their breath, looking forward to the beauty of the moment the meteor collided.

In the clearly audible heartbeat, Yan Lingfeng suddenly moved. Although the amplitude was small, it did indeed move.His body did not move, his wrists and his eyes were moved. His eyes seemed to glance at Sun Feiying who was outside the left three-point line inadvertently, and his wrists pointed in that direction the moment he left the basketball. .

Yan Lingfeng's movements are very concealed. Onlookers may not notice his changes at all, but Wu Fengtao, who is standing not far in front of him, can see very clearly. He is shocked and secretly said that Yan Lingfeng was not good. In the end, he will choose to pass the ball. Don’t think that his teammates’ defensive nerves have relaxed to the worst point at this time. Once Yan Lingfeng passes the ball out, it will undoubtedly have very serious consequences.

So Wu Fengtao also moved. Instead of rushing forward and entangled with Yan Lingfeng, he twisted his body and moved a small step to the right side of his body, and this position was just enough to block Yanling. The connection between Feng and Feiying Sun.

But just as Wu Fengtao moved his body, Yan Lingfeng also moved. He did not choose to pass the ball as Wu Fengtao thought, but instead concentrated all his strength on his right leg and made a full charge. The person rushed out like an arrow from the string, pointing straight to the left side of Wu Fengtao's body, which was the space he made to block Yan Lingfeng's pass.

Wu Fengtao secretly said something was wrong, and quickly moved his steps to block it again, but as he moved his body, Yan Lingfeng in the forward change made another change, and his left foot slammed on the concrete floor as he moved forward at high speed. , He abruptly cut off his forward momentum.

With the help of this force, Yan Lingfeng's body turned in a big circle in an unbelievable place, and just got past Wu Fengtao's side. At this time, Wu Fengtao just stood on the route that Yan Lingfeng wanted to break through. , Seeing Yan Lingfeng had already rushed over, he had no time to regret, and hurriedly chased after him.

Yan Lingfeng did not choose to go straight to the basket, but rushed towards Han Dengyun, who was standing outside the left wing three seconds zone. He knew that his current speed could not get rid of Wu Fengtao, who was like a shadow, so he wanted to use Han Dengyun’s block. The wall came to get rid of Wu Fengtao.

Wu Fengtao naturally guessed Yan Lingfeng’s plan, but he was not too worried, because at this time Li Kun had already begun to move to the basket. Yan Lingfeng missed the best opportunity to attack and wanted to score again. I am afraid it will be too late in time.

Hearing Wu Fengtao's clear and audible breathing, Yan Lingfeng's mouth suddenly raised a sly smile. He turned sideways to make room for a while, and the fast-moving footsteps suddenly stopped without warning. After coming down, a change of direction left Wu Fengtao behind again.

Because of inertia, Wu Fengtao had no time to take his feet. He watched Lin Xiao run away from him, but there was no way to stop him. He slammed into Han Dengyun, who was already standing, and fell to the ground after crying out. .

At this time, Yan Lingfeng had already made a curve to the basket. In order to get rid of Wu Fengtao completely, he wasted a little time, and Li Kun had seized this time and made up his defense to the basket.

It was too late to pass the ball, because about a second ago the referee had reminded that there were 3 seconds left in the offense, so Yan Lingfeng decided to complete the offense by himself only after a little thought.

Li Kun's figure is not too tall, and his arm span is also very average. Looking at Yan Lingfeng who has already jumped in the air, he did not choose to take off and cover, but put his hands together in the stall, ready to make Yan Lingfeng. Dribble to hit people.

Yan Lingfeng, who was in the air, smiled again and looked very happy. He knew that he had won this time because Li Kun did not choose to take off and fight him head-on.

The gliding Yan Lingfeng held the ball in both hands, as if flying with the wind, with fierceness in the elegance. Just as his body was about to hit Li Kun, Yan Lingfeng, who had already been falling, suddenly shouted. , Abruptly circled Li Kun in the air and completed an unusually chic 360-degree turn, leaving Li Kun behind while leaving the basket to himself.

Yan Lingfeng let out a sigh of breath, held the basketball to his chest, and gently pushed it out, but the moment he shot, he suddenly felt a strong force grabbing his calf, and then he was like It was a kite with a broken string that fell to the ground like a kite.

Yan Lingfeng closed his eyes, but before landing he smiled in relief because he heard the familiar sound of surfing the net...

With a loud "bang", Yan Lingfeng's face was still smiling, but his eyes were slightly closed, his limbs did not move, a pool of blood slowly flowed from the top of his head, the whole person It seemed to be dead.