Rebirth of Basketball Boy

The game is over, the game is finally over!

Su Mo only felt that his eyes were dark and weak, and he collapsed directly on the field. This is his beloved field, which previously brought him only constant victories and honors. For the first time in his life, he experienced bitter defeat. , If they had no chance for the whole game and they had been pressed and beaten by Shui Yun Yizhong, then they would lose if they lost. Su Mo might not be as uncomfortable as it is now.But they were once close to victory, but they were close to the end of the world.At the moment when he watched Yan Lingfeng gliding through the air to send the ball into the basket, he finally understood the gap between himself and Yan Lingfeng.

Before the final whistle sounded, Yan Lingfeng never gave up his efforts, even if his fingers were swollen into hills, even if he made a bad mistake at a critical moment of the game, he always insisted on fighting.

In the other semi-final, the match between Changchun No. 11 Middle School and Cangzhou No. 4 Middle School was once inextricably played, and turned out to be the top four in the competition. It was the first dark horse in this competition. Cangzhou Fourth Middle School, under the leadership of core player Sun Yue, did not flinch in front of a strong opponent, but chose to fight bravely.It's just that Cangzhou No. 4 Middle School was unfortunately defeated because of the overall strength gap.

Although Cangzhou stopped in the semi-finals with four stoppages, their core player, Sun Yue, is impressive. Sun Yue, 2.01 meters tall, is 19 years old and can serve as point guard, shooting guard and small forward on the court. Location, the field of view is very good.Good at organizing and launching an offense, can keenly find open teammates on the court and can basically pass the ball accurately.Personal offense is also very aggressive, with sharp breakthroughs and precise shots. Whether it is face-to-face or back-to-the-basket attack, it is a very big threat.

The most impressive thing about Sun Yue is actually not his offense, but his defense. Because of his height advantage, he can defend five opponents on the field. He moves fast, bounces high, and has a particularly good sense of defense. Often send big hot pot blocks in defense.

In the semi-finals, Sun Yue played the entire game, contributing 16 points, 8 assists, 7 rebounds, 7 blocks and 5 steals. However, his efforts alone still cannot change the team’s inferior skills. In the situation, Changchun No. 11 Middle School, which has always been a favorite of the champions of this competition, under the leadership of the core player Liu Xiaoyu, the control of the rhythm on the court has reached the point of perfection. Cangzhou No. She was sharply pressed down in time by Changchun 11th Middle School.

Sun Yue played well, and Liu Xiaoyu also did not let much. He contributed 21 points and 11 assists throughout the game, which not only revitalized the team's offense, but also scored the highest score in the game.

In the room, Yan Ling leaned against the pillows, watching the recording and broadcasting of the game between Changchun 11th Middle School and Cangzhou No. 4 Middle School, muttering: "How old is Sun Yue, why is he still playing high school basketball?"

In Yan Lingfeng’s memory, Sun Yue is a model of young fame. He was recruited into the national team by "European Caesar" Yunus at a young age, and he shined in the 2008 Beijing Olympics, and later in the NBA. In the draft, he was selected by the Los Angeles Lakers in the second round and became the first Asian guard to play in the NBA.

Sun Feiying didn't hear Yan Lingfeng's muttering clearly. After taking a suspicious look at him, Sun Feiying asked, "Liu Xiaoyu, do you defend me?"

"The coach tells whoever guards." Yan Lingfeng replied casually. Tomorrow is the final. The competition is approaching. Everyone's heart can't be calm. For example, Sun Feiying was in just half an hour. I asked myself the same question four times, went to the toilet three times, and ate two apples.

"Changchun 11th Middle School is really strong!" Sun Feiying, who had nothing to say, sighed with her lips. He was suspended for one game because of the court conflict. In the semi-final match against Nanjing No. I couldn't help but ask Ying to take the initiative to fight, but thinking about my sad fate again, I could only sigh and forcibly suppress my impulse.

However, fortunately, he was only stopped for one game, and the team had the last laugh in the semifinals, so he still had a chance to appear in the finals, and it would not make his basketball career continue to regret. After all, in the Shandong finals, he was sitting on the sidelines and received the bonus.

In Xu Jianye’s room, information is piled up like a mountain. As recognized as the “strongest high school team in the country”, the reputation of Changchun No. 1 Middle School is far from comparable to that of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School. The team’s guard and team leader Liu Xiaoyu , Has already received an olive branch from the CBA Guangdong team. It is said that after this tournament, he will go to South China to play the CBA.And the team's other head player, power forward Zhang Biao's strength can not be underestimated, can be called the biggest helper around Liu Xiaoyu.

"Let’s go, don’t get bored in the house, the sun is so good, go for a walk!" Sun Feiying drank another glass of water, and after going to the bathroom, her heart still couldn’t settle down, she could only drag her back. Yan Lingfeng who watched the recording said.

"Don't go." Yan Lingfeng, whose eyes did not leave the TV screen, refused without even thinking about it. The most tragic thing these years is actually not that you are sitting in front of the TV with toilet paper and watching Dongying women's performance. Is walking side by side with a big man on the road.

Walking with a man, Yan Lingfeng hasn't been so sad yet!

"Are you going?" Sun Feiying gritted her teeth, clutching Yan Lingfeng's hand tightly, and there was an obvious threat in her voice.

"Don't go." Yan Lingfeng's refusal is still firm, what's the joke?Although the sun is good and there is a lot of dust, Yan Lingfeng does not have the habit of wearing a mask when going out.

With a sound, the TV screen went black, handsome and handsome, Liu Xiaoyu, who was outstanding in basketball, had disappeared in front of Yan Lingfeng. Sun Feiying was holding the remote control in her hand. Children generally looked at Yan Lingfeng and said with pride: "I just Unbelief will not cure you."

"This is the truth." Yan Lingfeng rolled his eyes helplessly, and fell directly onto the bed. His finger injury was naturally not healed. Although it is no longer the painful ten-finger connecting heart like yesterday, he dare not get a little bigger. He carefully raised his hands and lay down on his side, never looking at Sun Feiying again.

Sun Feiying stomped her feet helplessly, and stood still thinking about it. After a while, her eyes turned and she was already thinking about it.

Not long after, Sun Feiying returned to the room. Behind him, Han Dengyun, Fu Zijun and others followed.

"Playing children on rainy days is also idle. Let's play cards if we don't have children!" Sun Feiying deliberately yelled loudly, Yan Lingfeng didn't let him take pleasure, and he had no obligation to make Yan Lingfeng comfortable.

Yan Lingfeng turned over weakly to express his anger and protest.Sun Feiying did it deliberately. He must have done it deliberately. After Yan Lingfeng's finger was injured, it was impossible to touch the cards. That's why he deliberately called people to play cards. The purpose was naturally to make himself eager and impatient but unable to play.

Beijing, Dongdan, basketball park.

It was easy to have a clear sky and a good breeze. Many people took off their masks, walked into the street, walked into the park, enjoying the spring and stepping willows, and on the edge of the most conspicuous field in the basketball park. The children are already crowded with people, one after another.

In the huge stadium, only two people are standing opposite each other.

A teenager, looking around the age of sixteen or seven years old, handsome, with a bee-backed waist, and a height of about 1.85 meters.

The man standing opposite him was older, but shorter in height, with a turban on his head, and an exaggerated T-shirt that could be worn as a dress.

"Are you Liu Xiaoyu?" The short man put his arms around his chest and asked lazily.

The teenager is not someone else, but the core soul of the famous Changchun 11th Middle School, Liu Xiaoyu. After hearing the short man’s problem, he smiled and nodded like today’s sunshine, "Yes, I am Liu Xiaoyu."

"Then do you know who I am?" The short man squinted and looked at Liu Xiaoyu, then continued to ask.

"I know." Liu Xiaoyu nodded silently, "Wu You, who is known as the Chinese streetball king."

"Since you know." Wu You nodded with satisfaction, then shook his head again, as if he was very sorry, "then why come here to take the humiliation?"

"Have you accepted my challenge?" Liu Xiaoyu drew his eyebrows into the temple, his expression was still, and a cold glow shot from his narrowed eyes.

"Did I say that I accepted it?" Wu You slowly shook his head, "You are not my opponent, so you should go back."

"Perhaps what you said is true, but I have never played before. I will not be convinced." Liu Xiaoyu insisted stubbornly. Wu You is a fabulous existence in the Chinese streetball world. The young and energetic Liu Xiaoyu is today. It is here to break the myth.

"I have no obligation to convince you." Wu You was still shaking his head, but there was already a trace of unobvious hostility in his lazy eyes.

"But you have an obligation to guard your court." Liu Xiaoyu said tit-for-tat: "I've heard that Wu You is basketball like life, and the court is like life. Anyone who dares to challenge you will often leave behind a jersey. Leave the jersey, I’m ready.” Liu Xiaoyu said, pointing to his jersey and said: “But if you don’t want it, then I will treat it as your escape...”

"Enough!" Wu You suddenly yelled and roughly interrupted Liu Xiaoyu's words. With a sneer, he stood up straight and pointed to Liu Xiaoyu and said: "I know you have a game tomorrow, a very important game. Maybe. You are here to find confidence, but I can tell you frankly that if I accept your challenge, it will definitely affect your state of the game tomorrow. Of course, it is a very bad influence."

"I don't believe it!" Liu Xiaoyu still stubbornly shook his head, "Thank you for your kindness, I am not a dog biting Lu Dongbin and I don't know good people. But I still said that, either, fight! Or, escape! Both! There is only one choice, there is no other choice."

"In that case, it's useless to say more, let the horse come here!" Wu You gave Liu Xiaoyu a deep look, sighed lightly, rubbed his wrist and picked up the basketball from the ground. He did not see any obvious movements. It flew into Liu Xiaoyu's hands in a flash.

"It turned out to be a guest, I will let you three goals first!"

With basketball in hand, Wu You changed his lazy appearance before, and his every move was full of arrogance and domineering, which also allowed Liu Xiaoyu to see the real momentum of the "Chinese Streetball King".