Chapter 18 Pulling down the king

A week passed quickly, and Yan Lingfeng's injured left hand finally returned to normal. He couldn't sleep the night before the competition with Class 5 of Senior Three. Yan Lingfeng, who tossed and turned ** and couldn't sleep, had to attribute this situation to nervous emotions, but he really couldn't understand what he was used to in his previous life. Evil wind and huge waves, what's the tension in this small river ditch?

When the sky was already bright, Yan Lingfeng finally closed his eyes. There was a faint bad feeling in his heart, but he couldn't figure out where the problem was. Because it was a weekend and the game didn't start until 9 a.m., so although Yan Lingfeng slept late, he was young. Although he had a hasty rest for less than five hours, Yan Lingfeng still looked brilliant when he woke up.

On the contrary, Liu Zhuofan, a fat man, has now accepted his fate and specially pulled out some cotton from the mattress to make a simple earplugs. Whether it has any effect on preventing noise or not, he has done his best to do his best. As for several other animals, Guo Fangzhen doesn't care about such a dormitory environment. The so-called quilt is covered, and he doesn't listen to anything outside the window, and only reads good novels. For him, the noise of others is a cloud.

Compared with the energetic Yan Lingfeng, Sun Feiying and others are a little like the eggplant beaten by Qiu Shuang, especially Xiang Qingyun. Yan Lingfeng's comeback made him return to the bench. Although he is not angry and jealous, loss is still inevitable. As for Sun Feiying and others, it is completely affirmed by Yan Lingfeng's debut. It will reduce their chances to be in the limelight, and the psychological gap is a little big. For Yan Lingfeng, these people are completely convinced of his strength, not because of the dunk. After all, Fu Zijun can barely dunk the ball into the basket alone now. Yan Lingfeng's overall view on the basketball court, the accurate prediction of defense, The accuracy of shooting and passing scale during the attack made them sigh, and I was not as helpless as you.

Yan Lingfeng found the jersey that had been shelved for several weeks and held it in tears...

The five people were speechless for a while. They were so pretentulous. Isn't it just that they didn't play a few games? What's the pity about catching up with the top four? If it hadn't been for his brothers who worked hard, would he have had such an opportunity?

Han Dengyun hugged Yan Lingfeng, who was pretending, and raised his fist the size of his jar and said fiercely, "You must pass more balls to me today, do you understand?"

Yan Lingfeng broke away from his arms and gave Han Dengyun a look and said, "What benefits do you do to others?"

As soon as Han Dengyun heard that there seemed to be a way out, he immediately touched his head and said, "What benefits do you want? As long as you let me score more than 30 points today, it is incumbent on me to be old Han within my ability!"

Yan Lingfeng found the basin and tooth jar, approved a towel on his shoulder and went out to the scrubbing room, and threw it directly to Han Dengyun's back.

As soon as Yan Lingfeng went out, the phone in the dormitory rang. In 2004, mobile phones were not common among high school students in the small city of Shuiyun. Except for a few rich second generation, most of the students usually relied on flying pigeons and broken phone calls in the dormitory.

The nearest Xiang Qingyun picked it up and said carelessly, "Who are you looking for?"

"What? Auntie, don't cry. Ling Feng went to wash it. Yes, please wait a moment. I'll call him to come right away. Xiang Qingyun hurriedly put down the phone and ran out of the dormitory with a solemn face. Sun Feiying and four people looked at each other in con'swoon. The phone should be Yan Lingfeng, but I don't know how serious the matter is. Will it affect today's game?

Although several people are dissatisfied with Yan Lingfeng's recovery from injury, everyone knows that it is just an expression of feelings between brothers, and it can't make several people cry bitterly with Yan Lingfeng in their arms: "Brother, you're back. I miss you so much!"

Yan Lingfeng, who was brushing her teeth, was shocked when she heard that her mother called. Suddenly, she thought of something and rushed back to the dormitory to pick up the phone.

"Mom, what did you say? How is that possible? It's impossible. Well, I'll go and ask the head teacher for leave right away. Yan Lingfeng, with a painful face, hung up the phone weakly. At this time, he finally understood where his uneasiness was.

Mom said on the phone that at 5 a.m., Yan Lingfeng's grandfather finally survived the ruthless years and passed away...

What ambition, what is famous all over the world, what beautiful clothes and food, what groups of wives and concubines are now full of only regret. In the previous life, Yan Lingfeng did not catch up with the last meeting of his grandfather. When he received the phone call and hurried home, his grandfather, who had spoiled Yan Lingfeng since he was a child, had become A cold body, looking at the grandfather who took him with him as soon as he was a child, he was separated forever. Yan Lingfeng, who had not cried much since he was sensible, could no longer control the sadness in his heart. He cried bitterly while guarding his grandfather's body, and when he was guarding the spirit, he almost fainted.

Yan Lingfeng's parents were busy making money when he was a child. When he was a child, Yan Lingfeng followed his grandfather like a follower. Until kindergarten, Yan Lingfeng was not only taken care of by his grandfather, but also learned a beautiful brush and learned how to be on the chessboard. I have conquered the enemy and learned countless Tang poetry and Song poetry...

It's been a long time. Yan Lingfeng, who was reborn, has been a little vague about his grandfather's sacrifice day. It intersects with the grief of his previous life. Today, Yan Lingfeng is more regretful and is used to life and death. Even he himself has walked in front of the bridge. It is human's normal for life, old age, illness and death. Six reincarnations will not be because of people. The will stopped. Although my grandfather died, he lost his father at the age of 3 and was driven by the Japanese devils to repair the watchtower at the age of 10. As soon as he got married, he caught up with three years of natural disasters. During the turmoil, he was locked in a cowshed. For Grandpa, who has never enjoyed any blessings in his life, leaving may not be a relief.

What makes Yan Lingfeng regret is that if he can be more careful, he may be able to catch up to see his grandfather for the last time.

"What happened? Ling Feng, do you need our help? Sun Feiying asked carefully.

"My grandfather went. I can't play today's game. Brothers, I'm really sorry. The basketball game depends on you!" Yan Lingfeng shook his head, and a tear unexpectedly came out of his eyes.

"My condolences, brother. Go back early. Don't worry, I said that the final will belong to you! Even if I fight all my strength, I will take this game for you and for the departing old man!" Sun Feiying patted Yan Lingfeng on the shoulder and said resolutely.

Zhao Senming's face has not changed, but there is an inexplicable trace of sadness in his eyes. He gently stepped forward and comforted, "People can't be resurrated. The living are big. Don't be too sad. Grandpa doesn't want to see this in the sky."

Han Dengyun and Fu Zijun put their arms around Yan Lingfeng's shoulder. On this occasion, Han Dengyun chose to close his mouth knowingly, but made Yan Lingfeng feel his strength with his powerful arms.

Fu Zijun, who has been smiling happily, rarely took it seriously. He stared at Yan Lingfeng's eyes and said, "I hope you can come back to tomorrow's game. Although it's a little difficult, Ling Feng knows? You haven't played much in the previous game. If you don't play tomorrow's game, the school team will definitely be impossible. I hope to see five of us appear on the school team's list at the same time!"

Although Fu Zijun's words were a little impathetic, Yan Lingfeng also understood the friendship contained in it and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely come back!" Let's not talk about it yet. The pig demon and I asked for leave. Brothers, I'm counting on you for today's game!"

On September 9, 1004, Beijing time, Fu Zijun's 15th birthday, Shuiyun No.1 Middle School basketball court.

A light yellow Class 8 players walked onto the field with a solemn atmosphere. The killing on the faces of the five people stunned all the audience. On their faces, everyone saw a belief that they would win. No. 5 Zhao Senming, No. 8 Sun Feiying, No. 9 Fu Zijun, No. 13 Han Dengyun, No. 15 Xiang Qingyun, five people surrounded Together, Sun Feiying took the lead in shouting, "For Ling Feng!"

Five people grew their throats and shouted in unison: "Sweat all!"

Sun Feiyin shouted again: "For victory!

"Blood on the field!"

The sound shocked the sky, and the momentum was like a rainbow. The strong fighting spirit emitted by the freshman class of Class 8 of Senior High School before the game shocked everyone in Class 3 and Class 5 of Senior High School opposite. Before that, they also watched the game of the dark horse freshman team opposite. In previous games, except for the constant expression on the face of No. 5, others seemed to be playing with a smile. What made them fight like a mourner today?

Only the audience on the sidelines guessed the reason. When Yan Lingfeng went to ask for leave, he couldn't help but feel pain in his heart. Although he didn't say anything in the previous game, he had already believed the heroic words Fu Zijun said in front of him at the beginning. These freshmen were like a group of newborns. Like calves, any team that dares to stand in their way will roll over to the ground without hesitation.

Because he has had more contact with them, he knows more about these children than anyone else. Although he did not appear much, he clearly knew that Yan Lingfeng was actually the head of this group of calves, including the last gorgeous game, which was actually the result of Yan Lingfeng's plan. For this reason, the talented student on the basketball court said goodbye to this field he loved, and the pig demon said in his heart that it was fake.

Although the pig demon is an English teacher, only his friends who have known him for many years will know that Zhu Yao used to be a romantic figure in Shandong basketball. Unfortunately, an injury permanently deprived him of his childhood dream Zhu Yao's cruciate ligament tear. If it could have attracted enough attention from the country at that time, maybe Huang In the Jin generation, there will be one more Shandong who competes for the main position with A Dejiang and Li Xiaoyong. Needless to say, Zhu Yao, who grew up in the United States, has an English level. For this reason, a senior teacher certificate as compensation fell into his hands.

On Yan Lingfeng's body, Zhu Yao saw faster speed and better bounce than himself. These are not the most critical. In a large China, there are many basketball players with excellent physical fitness, but why can't there be one among the 1.3 billion Chinese? Good defender? As a matter of consciousness, a point guard must be aware of the changing situation on the court. Why are the defenders in the NBA getting older and more attractive? When they were young, everyone had a competitive and unyielding spirit. Chris Paul could easily beat any opponent in the same position, but the Hornets fell back into the trough except for the flash of glory in 2007. Under the leadership of the 40-year-old Kidd, everyone's shooting posture is disgusting, but the Mavericks can extinguish the fierce heat. The reason is self-evident.

Although he has been away from the basketball world for many years, Zhu Yao's vision has not declined. Although he has been focusing on education over the years, there is still time to watch several basketball games. At the end of a season in the CBA, the highest number of assists per game is only 5 or 6 times. After introducing the 12-minute system in a single quarter, C The scores of BA teams are not inferior to the NBA, but why are the number of assists so far away? In addition to the habitual adjustment of the Chinese center after receiving the ball, I'm afraid it has a lot to do with the vision and means of the defender passing the ball.

Zhu Yao has seen the group confrontation between the six best basketball students in the class. No matter how they are grouped, Yan Lingfeng always wins, but he doesn't score much and doesn't even shoot much. The key to the problem is that he can accurately grasp the situation on the court and react to the next people. Make accurate predictions, so as to pass the ball to the weakest defensive position of the enemy. With his passing response, his teammates will naturally score much easier.

In the lineup of Class 8, Yan Lingfeng appeared in the position of small forward. Although most of the position of small forwards in the NBA is a defensive expert, there have been only a few superstars such as Larry Bird, Oscar Robertson and LeBron James for decades, but in the original position of basketball. In the definition, the position of small forward is the most critical on the whole basketball court. Players who appear in this position must be both offensive and defensive, rebound assist to steal the block, and it is the team's first attack point. Point guard and shooting guard can not require the ability to have a breakthrough, but for the small front For the front, the small forward who can't break through successfully can't be called qualified at all.

In Zhu Yao's mind, if Yan Lingfeng finally chooses to engage in basketball, a very risky sport, now he still has two shortcomings. First, his body is relatively thin, and his height is not enough to gain a foothold in professional basketball. Second, his shooting level needs to be further improved, especially three-pointers. Zhu Yao observed that Yan Lingfeng rarely used shooting as his offensive means in the game. When the team's situation could not be opened, he more used a breakthrough layup to seek points.

When Zhu Yao was thinking nonsense, his old friend, who also retired from the second team of Shandong men's basketball team, now taught in Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School, Huang Sheng whistled, and the first game of the top four of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School basketball game officially started.

against the two sides, Class 5 of Senior Three VS Class Eight of Senior High School.

Class 5 of senior high school is still wearing a dark blue king's robe, starting No. 10, No. 13, No. 4, No. 16 and No. 21. The first few years of the 21st century are the craziest seasons of the Sacramento Kings led by Adelman. They play the gorgeous Princeton system, White Devil Bibby, striker Peja, Kerry Sveber and Divac, also from Yugoslavia, built this team that has attacked the Zijin Dynasty several times.

At this time, Peja is still the most powerful scorer in the league. Weber is still a power forward tied with Wolf King Shifo. Bi Bi Bi is magnificent and Divac is old and strong. If such a Kings are not a little unlucky, I'm afraid there will be one more NBA championship team?

In 2004, the king already showed signs of slipping. He was eliminated by the Timberwolves in the Western semifinals, but in the eyes of the old students in Class 5 of high school, the King's team they liked as soon as they went to high school was powerful and perfect, so they did not hesitate to support the king, so they still wore the king's jersey. On the field.

"If you are willing to take down the king! Brothers, destroy them!" Sun Feiying shouted loudly.