Rebirth of Basketball Boy

The ball that Wu Fengtao threw across the air like a meteor. After reaching the highest point, it seemed to have lost energy, and it fell straight toward the basket.

Wu Fengtao clenched his right fist, his eyes revealed a strong desire, this ball is too crucial, to score or not to score, for him is the gap between heaven and hell.

Tian Hui on the sidelines folded her hands on her chest, closed her eyes as if she dared not look, and muttered in her mouth: "Don't enter! Don't enter! Definitely not!"

Fu Zijun could no longer watch the basketball in the air. He gritted his teeth and stuck the third substitute center of Class 31 behind him. Then he slightly raised his head and stared at the dazzling sunlight.

The basketball fell down, completely in the frame, but at the moment when it was about to pass through the net, it suddenly bumped into the cold hoop, and then slammed into the opposite hoop...

Zhao Senming looked at the basketball with stern eyes, his heart beating uncontrollably and violently under his calm expression. Wu Fengtao understood the key to this ball, why didn't he understand?

One goal may be an exaggeration, but it will definitely determine the trend of the next game.Basketball games sometimes compete not only on the strength of the players on both sides, morale is also a very critical factor, morale is high, the three armies will die, and if the morale is weak, the mountains will fall, and the army will fail.

The basketball that gathered the attention of many people, after being bounced twice in the basket, it fell out with the voice of countless people lamenting.

Wu Fengtao’s hands and feet were cold, and Han Dengyun off the court cheered for joy, but Fu Zijun didn’t care about celebrating. Ling Feng's two fast horses, they no longer have the prerequisites for a quick attack and sneak attack, so after making a lie two times, he safely passed the ball to Zhao Senming, who came forward to respond.

Zhao Senming also didn't rush forward, but waved his hand and commanded his teammates to pass the half-court before dribbling the ball slowly.

Wu Fengtao's gaze was deadly silent. He didn't want to admit defeat, but he had to admit that they had lost now, even though the game still had more than three minutes to end.

Fu Zijun squeezed into the inside and asked for the ball. Zhao Senming didn't think much about it. He fluttered and gave the ball to Fu Zijun.Fu Zijun dribbled the ball twice with his back, and the opponent's substitute center No. 13 gritted his teeth to withstand Fu Zijun's impact. But before he was happy, he saw Fu Zijun repeat his old tricks, turning around gracefully, tall. Jumping up, looking at the direction of the basket, he shot the basketball in his hand.

The ball fell into the blue basket without any suspense, and Fu Zijun's hand felt hot. Naturally, he would not waste this opportunity that was almost equivalent to an open shot.

66:57!

The points difference has widened to 9 points, and it seems that the winning balance has been completely inclined to the eighteenth class.However, the faces of Fu Zijun and Zhao Senming did not show the slightest color, because the game was far from over, and it was too early for them to celebrate.

Before the final whistle, they can’t let their nerves relax, although the morale of the opponent seems to have collapsed, although their trump card Wu Fengtao seems to have no fighting spirit, although their lead seems irreversible. Yes, but there is only one. However, if they believe that the championship has been obtained, then the cold reality is likely to give them a resounding slap.

Sun Zhenglei quickly dribbled the ball through the half-court. Although his dribbling posture looked very ugly, the effect was very obvious. Zhao Senming tried to steal the ball several times, but he easily dodged him, and then one by one he was accurate and accurate. The straight pass smashed towards Wu Fengtao.

Wu Fengtao stood outside the right-wing three-pointer, and Xiang Qingyun followed him like a shadow.

With a loud "bang", the basketball hit Wu Fengtao's chest heavily. Fortunately, years of exercise have made his body very strong. Otherwise, I'm afraid this pass can directly knock him off the court.

Xiang Qingyun was overjoyed, and just about to step forward to steal the ball, she saw Wu Fengtao slam the ball into his arms. He took the ball into his arms in a reflexive manner, and dodged Xiang Qingyun's steal when he was short.

"Wu Fengtao, if you want to make a stubborn seed, then you can roll me off!" Sun Zhenglei yelled from a distance, and exploded like a thunder in Wu Fengtao's chaotic brain. His eyes stared at Sun Zhenglei vaguely. Seeing the beard and hair of the squad leader, there was clearly a look in his eyes called "sorrowing his misfortune, hating him not fighting." The cold eyes were disappointed, regretful, and more angry.

Wu Fengtao held the ball in both hands, closed his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief. At this moment, he thought of the sunrise every morning, every sunset in the evening, every winter in the snow, every summer’s sweat... he likes basketball. Every day is a happy and tired time.For basketball, he was dumped by his girlfriend, played by his father, and taught by the teacher, but no matter what setbacks he had, he didn't stop his love for basketball.

Wu Fengtao patted his forehead vigorously, and his awakening was accompanied by pain. So many setbacks did not knock him down. Could these few freshmen be able to knock him down?

"impossible!"

Wu Fengtao suddenly uttered a howl like a lion roar and a wolf howl. He is an invincible basketball prince. He is the powerful Wu Fengtao. He cannot easily admit defeat!Even if you lose, you must do your best!Even if you stand to die, you can never live on your knees!

Thinking of this, Wu Fengtao suddenly yelled, and his figure was like electricity passing by Xiang Qingyun, who was already dumbfounded. His eyes were like fire, his speed was like the wind, and his spirit was like a mountain. He passed away. After Xiang Qingyun, he jumped the horse and knocked, and went straight to the basket.

Standing at the basket was Liu Zhuofan, who had just replaced Han Dengyun on the court. His mission was very simple. He came up to play soy sauce and ran two laps with the team. Although he had never been in basketball, he felt it well. The atmosphere of the finals.Just when he thought this defense would end in success, he bowed his head and wiped his sweat in a comfortable mood, but before he raised his head, he heard the sound of a gale reaching his ears, and he quickly looked up. , But saw Wu Fengtao, wearing a black jersey, leaping towards him like a galloping horse.

Liu Zhuofan has never exercised seriously since he was a child. Where did he personally experience such a situation?Seeing that it was too late to avoid him, he sat down directly on the ground with a sound of "God".It is not that he is timid, but that the murderous aura emanating from Wu Fengtao is too terrifying, and Liu Zhuofan has no experience, so he is so embarrassed.

Although Liu Zhuofan's figure is huge, Wu Fengtao's eyes do not have his shadow at all at this moment. His full attention has been focused on the basketball in his hand and the basket in front of him.

"Those who block me die!"

Wu Fengtao screamed, his feet slammed into force, and his figure was like a big Peng bird. He held the ball in both hands and slammed it towards the basket.

With this buckle, Wu Fengtao used all his strength.With this jump, Wu Fengtao's two legs were like springs.His eyes are like electricity, his expression is like iron, his arms are like two hardened steel, the basketball is held tightly by him, and then he slams into the basket.

"Wow!"

Hanging above the basket, Wu Fengtao couldn't help but let out a loud roar. This was a catharsis of all his emotions.At this moment, he forgot everything, and only two words echoed in his mind, that is-victory!

This is Wu Fengtao's first dunk in his life. Before that, he had never tried this violent way of scoring.It's not that he can't, but that he disdains, because in his eyes, dunking is a very ugly way of scoring, and only those rash guys who can't shoot will do it.But now he understands why so many people like to slam dunks, so many people like to watch slam dunks, the reason is actually very simple, that is, this feeling is really cool and cool!

Wu Fengtao hung on the overwhelmed squeaking basket, and under Wu Fengtao’s feet, Liu Zhuofan was terrified, and he tried to crawl to the side with trembling, but his two legs were completely disobedient. , So he could only remind Wu Fengtao with a trembling voice: "There is someone below, don't step on me..."

Wu Fengtao smiled contemptuously. Wu Fengtao would be shocked by such timid stuff. It was really short-circuited just now.

Unlocking the already deformed basket, Wu Fengtao lightly fell to Liu Zhuofan's side, turned around and sneered: "Since you know you are afraid, then don't stand under the basket!"

"Oh." Liu Zhuofan nodded as if a primary school student was being educated by a teacher, and then gently climbed to the side and slowly stood up.

Wu Fengtao smiled again, and walked briskly towards his own half.

Sun Zhenglei stood on the side looking at Wu Fengtao, with a sense of unbearable relief in his eyes. His painstaking efforts were not in vain. Wu Fengtao, whom he knew well, finally returned. Only in this way would they have a chance to turn defeat into victory.

Fu Zijun walked over and patted Liu Zhuofan's shoulder lightly, and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, paper tigers, nothing to be afraid of! Go, let's kill them!"

"Zijun, I...I'll go down!" Liu Zhuofan was really scared this time, shaking his head shiveringly.

"Then you go down!" Zhao Senming didn't know when he also walked over, staring at Liu Zhuofan coldly and snorted, "Trash is trash!"

"What are you talking about?" Liu Zhuofan's academic performance has been outstanding since he was a child. He has been praised by teachers, praised by parents, and envied by his classmates. Where has he encountered this kind of treatment, he immediately blushed and blushed. The thick neck is going up to fight Zhao Senming.

Zhao Senming didn't even look at him. He took Xiang Qingyun's serve and slowly attacked the front court. He said calmly without turning his head back; "Zijun, it's time for us to attack. Don't waste time on this waste. "

Fu Zijun hesitated, patted Liu Zhuofan on the shoulder, then sighed and ran behind Zhao Senming to the front court.

Wu Fengtao, who had regained his fighting spirit, burst into a belligerent flame in his eyes. He saw Fu Zijun approaching from a distance and immediately moved to meet him.He is not only the core of the offense of the 31st squad, but also has always been a current player when defending. He specializes in choosing the opponent's offensive strength to defend. Fu Zijun, who scored 7 points in a row, has undoubtedly become his goal.

Fu Zijun smiled indifferently. Since the game, Xiang Qingyun has wasted a lot of energy and energy on the defensive end, so he has not scored a point so far, but this does not mean that he has no scoring ability. Qingyun's mid-range shooting accuracy and stability is second only to him in the eighteenth class, even better than Yan Lingfeng and Sun Feiying.Wu Fengtao's defense of himself will inevitably give Xiang Qingyun room to play.

Sure enough, Zhao Senming cleverly used Liu Zhuofan's inadvertent pick-and-roll to avoid Sun Zhenglei's mark, then faked a real pass, cleverly hit the ground and passed it to Xiang Qingyun, who was undefended in the three-point line.

Xiang Qingyun, who suppressed the entire game, didn’t hesitate. He seized this rare opportunity and took the ball and shot. After the basketball accurately hit the back edge of the basket, it fell into the basket neatly and widened the score difference again. To 9 points.

Sun Zhenglei sighed secretly. Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that these freshmen were really tough. After Wu Fengtao's overbearing dunk, there would still be such a steady shot.

Sun Zhenglei was very frustrated. How about Wu Fengtao? He now has a kind of weakness of "pressing the gourd and lifting the scoop". Except Yan Lingfeng, he can prevent anyone from his opponent to death. But what about this?This group of freshmen had too many attack points, which made him unconsciously produce a kind of helpless helplessness.