Rebirth of Basketball Boy

At 2:30 in the afternoon the next day, the audience at Shandong University No. 2 Basketball Hall had already sat for seven or eighty-eight. Of course, most of them were still students from Shandong University and had reached the semi-finals. This youthful and energetic event could be One less time to watch, in order to recall the youthful years of the past, but also to experience the taste of youth and sweat, so they showed high enthusiasm.

At both ends of the field, the players on both sides of the game today are already warming up, and the full-blown scene declared that this must be a wonderful and intense game.Yan Lingfeng stupidly stood on the sidelines and mechanically slapped the basketball in his hand, staring at the front with dull eyes, and repeatedly beating Xu Jianye's words in his mind. If he didn't score 50 points, he would become a "bad boy." "Now, Yan Lingfeng doesn't doubt that Xu Jianye will fulfill his promise. He has never been a man who plays cards according to common sense. The two generations and a little talent of Yan Lingfeng can see through many people, but never Look through Xu Jianye.He seems to be a carefree and unruly person, but he is very cautious and true to the game. He is sloppy and sloppy, as if he is a person who "an Neng can ruin his eyebrows and powers." But after seeing Vice Mayor Sun, he is more The pro-grandson is even better.This person is very complicated. Whether it is personality or thought, there is something very different from ordinary people.

"What's wrong, buddy, was it cooked?" Fu Zijun threw a hollow three-pointer from a distance, glanced left and right in a showy manner, noticed the unusual Yan Lingfeng, stepped forward to tease.

"Go on one side." Yan Lingfeng was irritated. How could he be in the mood to joke with him. He is still very accurate in positioning himself. He also knows how many catties and a few taels are. Big question, but 50 points?It's too far away. You have to know that the single-game scoring record so far in this tournament is only 39 points, which was obtained when Li Jingyu went crazy.Yan Lingfeng doesn't have the perverted feel of Li Jingyu, so why should he score 50 points?

"Hey, this doesn't look like a normal melancholy!" Fu Zijun ignored Yan Lingfeng's drive, but instead said with an inch, "Is this planning to transform to play melancholy? Dude listen to my advice, now melancholy men are not popular anymore. Your sunny and handsome MM like me would like it."

"Look at the shape of my mouth, get out!" Yan Lingfeng raised his head with a dull expression, and slowly said: "What is the use of more people who like you? The greatest pain is the absence of the person you like... "Fu Zijun constantly challenges his bottom line, so Yan Lingfeng doesn't mind doing the wicked thing of sprinkling salt on the wound.

"You..." Fu Zijun looked dark, staring at Yan Lingfeng and clenched his fists and said fiercely: "You tell me again!"

"Big brother, I'm really annoying. Would you please let me be quiet for a while?" Yan Lingfeng sighed deeply, "As long as there is love, no matter how far away is not an obstacle, the temporary separation is just to pave the way for a long life together. . Are you satisfied now? Dare to go in and disappear from me when you are satisfied!"

"It's almost the same!" Fu Zijun snorted and retracted his fist. After hesitating for a while, he still didn't walk away. Instead, he asked curiously: "It looks like you are really in trouble, what's the unhappy thing? Come out and make us all happy."

Yan Lingfeng forcibly controlled his urge to hit someone, and rushed towards the basket after snatching the basketball from Fu Zijun without speaking.Seeing him start accelerating like crazy, other people obediently stepped aside and handed him the stage of performance.

Yan Lingfeng only felt that she was upset, and she was too lazy to play any tricks. She jumped up and gritted her teeth and used all her strength to make a double-handed dunk. The basketball hit the floor straight up and down, but Yan Lingfeng was silent. Pulling the basket down in a puzzled manner.The quality of the basket has withstood the test. Although it was swaying, it still stood up straight under the pull of Yan Lingfeng.

"Ah!" Yan Lingfeng hissed loudly, with deep resentment in his voice. He was very upset, very upset, Xu Jianye forced him to the absolute path. In this case, he had only two choices. One is naturally not to fight and accept the arrangement of fate, and the second is to rely on his own efforts to survive. Although 50 points may sound out of reach, if he really works hard, it is not impossible. It is possible, after all, his acceleration breakthrough so far is still unsolvable, and his shooting has also improved dramatically.

Standing on the sidelines, Xu Jianye looked at Yan Lingfeng who was venting freely, his eyes faintly flashed unbearable, but soon he threw such emotions aside, and the heavens will fall to the people, so he must first suffer. Working hard, hungry, and empty, he has high expectations for Yan Lingfeng, so he changed the method again and again to create problems for him, and the vegetation that grew out of the fire and cold wind was talented. It often blooms undefeated, but most of the flowers in the greenhouse are short-lived.Xu Jianye didn't want Yan Lingfeng to be a "injury Zhongyong" in basketball, so he had such a harsh requirement.Xu Jianye understands the reason for Yan Lingfeng’s roar, but the team members of Weifang No. 1 Middle School who warmed up opposite did not think so. They should regard this as Yan Lingfeng’s provocation. Most high school students are still in their adolescence. Here, all of them are proud and arrogant, and cannot tolerate any grievances.Yan Lingfeng's approach deeply stimulated them. A player with a height of about 1.9 meters stands out. His back number is 15. If there is no other story, this number is likely to come from NBA history. The strongest buckler, Vince Carter, on the 15th walked to the first half of Shuiyun coldly, not fast, but every step out gave a strong sense of oppression.

"Feng Lie, come back!"

Zhou Yu, the captain of Weifang No. 1 Middle School and the top four point guard in the province, shouted, not to mention that his prestige in the team is naturally very high. The 15th player named Feng Lie really stopped. Stopped in his footsteps, slowly turned his head to look at Zhou Yu with a trace of resistance in his eyes.

Zhou Yu smiled, gentle like a spring breeze, and stepped forward to grab Feng Lie's neck, "It's not time for you to perform yet!"

Zhou Yu's height is not high, only about 1.8 meters, and his body is not very strong, but he is a head taller than him, and his body is full of muscular wind, but he was obediently pulled back to his side. In the field, his eyes were still very unwilling, and he gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I will definitely show them good looks! Definitely!"

At this time, Yan Lingfeng had released his hand and landed on the floor, watching Zhou Yu and Feng Lie's eyes squinted together from a distance, squeezing his mouth and walking up with a basketball in his hand.

Feng Lie had planned to let go of humiliating him, but he didn't expect this guy to take the initiative to deliver him, and immediately pushed Zhou Yu away and stood up to meet him.Two people stood in the middle circle, their chests pressed together, and their eyes were spraying murderous flames.

"You are not my opponent, get out!" Yan Lingfeng's speech was very slow, but her voice was bitingly cold.

Feng Lie looked like a grumpy lord at first glance. Naturally, he would not really give way. Not only did he not, but he straightened his chest and took a step forward, staring at Yan Lingfeng's calm face and roared: " Where did you come from? Where do you go! If you want to Saye first, ask Lao Tzu whether he agrees or not?"

"Who is your Lao Tzu?" Yan Lingfeng's voice is still calm. Although Feng Lie's momentum is very scary, how can Yan Lingfeng who have been on the battlefield be scared by him?

"You!" Feng Lie didn't react for a while, subconsciously glaring at Yan Lingfeng and shouted.

"Oh, that's really my misfortune!" Feng Lie cooperated like this, but Yan Lingfeng looked helplessly spread his hands and shrugged, then turned and walked towards the backcourt.

"You, bastard! I X your whole family!" Feng Lie's mind turned slowly, but with Yan Lingfeng's reminder, he still wanted to understand that he was being played, and the rage in his heart could not be restrained, he would spew out and stir up. The fist was about to rush up to tell Yan Ling why Fenghua was so red, but Zhou Yu hugged him before he went crazy, and said with a cold voice: "You calm me down and don't fall into his trap."

"Leave it alone, captain, I'm going to beat this grandson to death!" The furious Feng fierce struggled and wanted to break out, but at this time other teammates also reacted and rushed forward to help Zhou Yu hold the wind. Lie, although the referee has not yet entered the arena, the staff of the competition organizing committee are not vegetarians. As long as Feng Lie still takes action, I believe they will not sit idly by.

It was easy to persuade Feng Lie. Instead of a happy color on Zhou Yu’s face, he was deeply worried. You must know that Feng Lie is the person who is against Yan Lingfeng. If the game starts, If he hasn't restrained his temper, it would be really bad.

"Everyone, come here!" With only 10 minutes left before the game officially started, Xu Jianye lined up to greet the players and slowly said: "Today's game, our goal is only one, and that is to win! A hundred miles is half 90. I believe everyone understands this. The more we get to this time, the more we can’t take it lightly. No team that can be among the top four in the province is hit by luck, or that In other words, we must despise the opponent strategically, but we must pay attention to the opponent tactically. The game is played with one shot at a time. We must maintain a high degree of mental concentration from start to finish and treat this game as a final. ,understand?"

After receiving unanimous answers from the players, Xu Jianye continued: "Presumably everyone has a certain understanding of our opponents today. Weifang No. 1 Middle School, like us, is also an overall basketball team and the point guard in the team. Zhou Yu is very capable, and he is also the one we want to guard against today!"