Chapter 9 First Battle

After receiving the imperial order to play ball, Fu Zijun walked to the door of the office with satisfaction and subconsciously looked at the place where he had just laughed. It was a very familiar figure, a figure who had been hovering in Fu Zijun's mind for a day - Liu Zhiwei.

Liu Zhiwei saw Fu Zijun's eyes floating towards her, squeezed her lips and smiled without saying anything.

The head teacher took care of him. Liu Zhiwei, who was extremely annoyed, pushed open the door of the office with her cute little tongue like an amnesty. Seeing Fu Zijun standing at the door, she was stunned for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Have you been punished to stand?"

Fu Zijun smiled and said, "No, the shoelaces were loose just now, and the shoes were brought."

Liu Zhiwei nodded and walked to the stairs. Fu Zijun hurriedly followed. At this time, the shoelaces were tied firmly.

"A big boy is so sad and pathetic that he is servile to the teacher." Liu Zhiwei laughed and joked.

Fu Zijun hurriedly argued, "Where is it? I'm telling the truth! How rude it would be if I didn't lower my head and let him look up at me, didn't I?

The smile on Liu Zhiwei's face continued to expand and said, "Haha, I'm kidding you, but it's true that all five of you freshmen can be selected into the school team?"

Fu Zijun nodded firmly. At this moment, his face was indescribably awe and replied, "Really! We are confident that we are the best freshmen and the best combination!"

After saying this, a flattering smile appeared on Fu Zijun's face again and asked, "I know the strength of your class. Unless you are lucky, it will be difficult to pass the first round. If your class is eliminated, will you cheer for me?"

Liu Zhiwei thought for a while and replied thoughtfully, "I don't like basketball very much, but Sang Mingyue in your class is my good friend. Maybe I will accompany her..."

Fu Zijun returned to the classroom and sat on his chair. He saw the five people of Yan Lingfeng whispering about something. He patted Zhao Senming on the shoulder and asked, "What? What's the news?"

"Wang Qun's pus hid at home." Zhao Senming sneered.

Fu Zijun was stunned and asked, "Will there be sequelae?"

Yan Lingfeng nodded gently and said, "Yes, hehe, I guess his father will find the school tomorrow. Officials will protect each other, and there will definitely be special feelings between teachers."

He is not particularly nervous now, and this should still be shocking in the end.

"Then what should we do?" Xiang Qingyun asked with a little worry.

Han Dengyun patted the table and shouted, "What are you afraid of? The water comes and the soldiers block it. At worst, we collectively transfer to No. 2 Middle School. The principal is my uncle, which is a matter of nodding for him. When I really go to that point, the matter of transferring to school is on me. At that time, we will cry in the basketball game and see what their expressions will be then. Haha, I can't help thinking about it. Laugh."

Han Dengyun giggled and laughed for a while. He saw five people looking at him with a strange look. He touched his head shyly and asked strangely, "What are you looking at me for?"

"Don't worry. I told the head teacher the cause of this matter, and he will deal with it lightly."

I don't know when Xiang Ziyan came to the last row and didn't speak softly until Han Dengyun laughed enough.

Ah? When did you come here? I...you guys, why don't you know to remind me?" Han Dengyun's gentle eyes hide a murderous intention.

"Sister, why did you get us out?" Xiang Qingyun said urgently.

"How can I talk to your sister!" Before Xiang Ziyan said anything, Han Dengyun roared beside him.

Xiang Ziyan looked at the stupid big one helplessly and explained, "Paper can never wrap the fire. Don't worry, the head teacher is not an unreasonable person. He has communicated with the head teacher of the fifth class. It's okay."

"I'm so sorry. I need your help with what we have committed." The four people of Yan Lingfeng tacitly handed over the right to speak to Han Dengyun. This guy was also unambiguous and looked at Xiang Ziyan and said.

Xiang Ziyan, who was a little hairy, left a sentence "I should thank you" and fled. Behind him came the unbridled laughter of five people, not including Han Dengyun, who was still staring at the back of Xiang Ziyan.

Time flies and years go by.

Saturday, September 25, 2004, the basketball court of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School. The first official basketball game after Yan Lingfeng's rebirth finally kicked off!

Unfortunately, Class 8 of Senior High School encountered a powerful Class 6 in the first game of Class One.

There is no doubt about Feisenzi Dengling's starting lineup. Although Pang Gongliang is active and wants to seek a starting position, everyone's eyes are bright, and his level is not even as good as Song Deming, a monitor who has never touched the ball before. Is it a shame to be ashamed to be on the court? Therefore, in the vote of the boys in the class, everyone chose to forget his name except his own vote.

The team uniform of Class 8 of Senior High School did not use the NBA team's jersey. Sun Feiying generously went to Anta to buy the latest basketball uniform for each of the 24 boys in the class, with light yellow and dark blue edges. The front of the jersey is printed with several black characters of Class 04 Class 8, with blue numbers on the back.

Yan Lingfeng chose No. 11 for the simple reason. The last stroke in that person's name is exactly 11. This habit has been well preserved from junior high school to college.

Sun Feiying chose No. 8. In fact, Yan Lingfeng wants to tell him that Kobe has now changed to No. 24, but he, who worships Kobe crazily, will definitely not believe the prophecy of Yan Lingfeng.

Fu Zijun chose No. 9 because he was born on September 9, 1989, and it is very memorable to use this number.

Zhao Senming chose No. 5 because Yan Lingfeng doesn't know, but it is certain that it has nothing to do with No. 5 of the national team.

Han Dengyun, as the center of the backbone of a team, strongly demanded Dayao's number, but Yan Lingfeng had already taken the lead, so he had to retreat and choose No. 13.

The pig demon waved his hand to the five firsts and greeted them to his side and said in a low voice, "I'm really bad luck. I should let others go when I draw lots. In the first game, I met the team in the third year of high school. You can try your best, Zijun, our agreement will be cancelled. As long as you are worthy of our absence. Just cheer up the whole class."

Yan Lingfeng looked disdainfully at the members of Class 6 of Senior High School with teeth and claws on the other side of the field and laughed, "Teacher, don't worry, if you can't get them today, the five of us will be sorry for your care."

What Yan Lingfeng said about taking care? He knows it himself, and the pig demon understands it. Zhao Senming and Sun Feiying can also think of something. As for Han Dengyun, he glanced at the fragrant purple smoke on the sidelines with a completely confused expression.

The pig demon nodded and said, "I've seen you play basketball. To be honest, it's all good. Although they are students in the third year of high school, we won't lose in height. Senming, give Deng Yun a few more later. Ling Feng bounced well. You should help more on the inside line. Zijun's shot accurately. Find an opportunity to pull the ball to the outside line. When the ball is in the empty position, don't hesitate.

The five people did not say anything about the arrangement of the pig demon. Seeing that the referee had signaled, they clapped their hands and walked to the court.

The jersey of Class 6 of senior high school chose the NBA-04-05 season's beautiful Timberwolves jersey, and the starter is not much different from the main players of the Timberwolves, including No. 8, No. 10, No. 19, No. 21 and No. 99.

The name of Li Yi, who wears the No. 21 jersey, often plays on a basketball court and has many opportunities to meet. Although Li Yi wears Garnett's jersey, his playing style is more like Shifo Duncan. He bounces very ordinary, but his body is very strong and he is good at shooting at middle distance.

"I can't prevent this man." Fu Zijun in the position of the power forward looked at Li Yi's solid body and shook his head repeatedly.

"Then we will let him shoot. As long as our attack is good, there will be no problem." Sun Feiying said confidently.

Yan Lingfeng thought carefully about the playing style of several people opposite him, but unfortunately, except Li Yi, did not leave any impression on him in the last life, so he nodded to agree with Sun Feiying's point of view.

Standing on the middle line and Han Dengyun jumping the ball is the opponent's No. 99 player. He is not tall, only about 185 meters, but he has a pair of long arms. After the referee threw the ball, although Han Dengyun's huge palm touched the basketball first, No. 99 relied on his powerful arm to hit him from Han Dengyun's hand * basketball to his half. Go.

The opponent's No. 19 was in the position of point guard. When he saw the basketball flying towards him and was about to take a step forward to catch the ball, a light yellow figure quickly passed by him, caught the ball in his hand, and then quickly disappeared from his sight.

Yan Lingfeng dribbled the ball in his hand, and his feet were windy. The speed was getting faster and faster. When he approached the basket, he suddenly roared and rose up. He held the ball with his left hand and shook his arm round, and smashed the ball heavily into the basket!

After a brief distraction, the cheerleaders of Class 8 of Senior High School made a earth-zhenking shouting sound. The physical education teacher, who was a guest referee, rubbed his eyes and looked at Yan Lingfeng, who rubbed his left hand and ran to his half-court.

"Damn! This man is too rampant. Don't you know how to respect the senior? Han Dengyun muttered dissatisfiedly.

"It's not that you lost the jump ball. If you win, he wants to be rampant and has no chance!" Fu Zijun, who stood beside him, was even more dissatisfied.

It really hurts! Yan Lingfeng used all his strength in the dunk just now, and his left hand is now numb, as if it has slightly swollen. However, he doesn't regret it. This is his first game. In the first game, he will start his reborn life with a dunk! Back in his half, he stood beside Sun Feiying and whispered, "It's over. I can't shoot in this game. The rest of the matter is up to you."

Sun Feiying couldn't wait to cheer loudly, patted Yan Lingfeng on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Well, look at me, you can defend well."

At this time, the sixth class of senior high school, who woke up from shock, had attacked with the ball and was hit by a freshman in his basket. Each of them looked ugly.

Li Yi leaned against Fu Zijun and asked for the ball from No. 19. No. 19 dodged Zhao Senming's defense and hung a half-high ball. Li Yi catched the ball. First, he leaned back on his shoulder to determine Fu Zijun's position. Then he dribbled the ball and squeezed Fu Zijun little by little with his broad shoulders to move towards the inside line. Fu Zijun was Li Yi retreated repeatedly, and finally took the initiative to retreat a few steps, stretched out his hands, and made symbolic defensive actions.

Li Yi, who had no defensive pressure, easily sent the ball into the basket and retreated to his half-court without saying a word.

Fu Zijun had to serve with a sad face. His strength was really at a loss, and Li Yi's body was not ordinary. He did not have this sense of powerlessness when he guarded against Han Dengyun.

Zhao Senming dribbled the ball quickly to the front court. Yan Lingfeng came forward to block him. No. 10, who defended him, immediately followed him. He didn't want the seemingly thin No. 11 to be happy in his basket.

Yan Lingfeng suddenly turned around and ran to the inner line. No. 10 staggered and almost fell down. When the ball arrived, Yan Lingfeng, who had already entered the opponent's hinterland, caught Zhao Senming's pass and shot it. No. 99 immediately rushed over and wanted to give this guy a real hot pot with his long arm.

Swayed again, and Yan Lingfeng cheated No. 99 into the air. He held the ball in his left hand and stuffed No. 99's body from behind him to Han Dengyun under the other side of the basket. Han Dengyun easily wiped the board and hit the ball in. Then he stretched out his thumb to Yan Lingfeng and naturally glanced in the side of the field.

It's Li Yi again, who desperately arched Fu Zijun into the inside line, hooked the ball into it, and bit the score tightly.

"Zijun, if he wants to vote, let him vote. In the next round, you will stand on the inside line. Don't resist him. It's unnecessary." Yan Lingfeng serviced to Zhao Senming and whispered to Fu Zijun.

Fu Zijun nodded and said thoughtfully, "He is forced to be strong, and the moon shines on the river!" Do I think he can prevent my shooting? Sen Ming, pay attention to my position later. Be sure to pass the ball when the seat is empty, OK?"

Zhao Senming did not listen to his words. In the next attack, he passed the ball to Han Dengyun, who was on the inside line. Han Dengyun shouted excitedly, used his fat body to stuck No. 99 behind him, and turned around to pick a basket to rewrite the score again.

When Class 6 of senior high school attacked, Fu Zijun simply stood on the inside line and couldn't come out. Li Yi, who received the ball near the free throw line, was a little confused for a moment, like a sailboat that had lost the navigation tower. He hesitated and jumped up and shot directly. The basketball landed on the front of the basket and bounced a few times, and luckily fell into the net.

Zhao Senming slowly dribbled the ball and pushed forward. After arriving at the front court, he gestured to everyone to pull away, making a look like he wanted to eat No. 19 alone. When the basket was completely empty, Zhao Senming smiled coldly at No. 19 who defended him and accelerated to his right. No. 19 immediately blocked Zhao Senming as expected. On the moving route, Zhao Senming did not change direction after taking a step, but leaned on the 19th body with a gorgeous right turn around and strode into the inside line.

Seeing this, Li Yi glanced at Fu Zijun, who stood far away from the three-point line and moved under the basket to stop Zhao Senming's breakthrough. Seeing Li's defense, Zhao Senming was awe-inspiring. He suddenly braked and jumped to shoot. Li was shocked. He hurriedly opened his hand to cover it.

Zhao Senming, who was in the air, had already noticed Fu Zijun, who was missing by the defense. His right hand, which was ready to shoot, suddenly changed the direction and threw the ball to the left bottom line. Fu Zijun caught the ball and glanced at the basket. It was a little too late for Li Yi to defend. Fu Zijun jumped up and his posture was very beautiful. Send the ball out.

"Swipe!"

The crisp sound of brushing the net made Li Yi's eyebrows wrinkle tightly together.