Chapter 60 The Devil on the Basketball court

Bi Xiangyang didn't let it any more. He put it in his mouth, and then took out the lighter to light it. After taking a sip, he said slowly, "It's actually good not to smoke. I can't quit even if I want to quit."

Yan Lingfeng closed his eyes and took a deep breath. In his previous life, he smoked, and he also had a lot of smoking addiction and a short age. He probably began to smoke in his first-year of high school, but after rebirth, he understood that if he wanted to take the road of professional basketball, he would never touch cigarettes again. It's okay if you can't smell it before, but now Bi Xiangyang is swallowing clouds in front of him. You can see and smell it, but you can't taste the pain in Yan Ling's heart.

Bi Xiangyang couldn't hear Yan Lingfeng's answer. He turned his head and looked at it doubtfully. With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he asked, "What's wrong? Is it because of my girlfriend?"

"It's okay." Yan Lingfeng took a deep breath and swallowed his saliva vigorously. Then he smiled at himself and said, "Brother Xiangyang, since you also know that smoking is bad for your health, quit it."

"It's easy to say, but in fact, I also wanted to quit, but in the end I failed. For this reason, my daughter-in-law also kicked me, saying that I have no perseverance and perseverance, and I can't achieve great things, haha." Speaking of his past sad experience, Bi Xiangyang looked careless, as if it was someone else who was kicked away by his girlfriend.

The two chatted casually, and their teammates gradually gathered around. It was the final in the afternoon. They must not be able to sleep during the lunch break, so they simply went to the basketball court in advance to warm up and sweat a little.

The team members sat in a row under the basket, talking and laughing, especially Han Dengyun, who gave full play to his talent and made everyone laugh.

"They are coming!" Zhao Senming, who was sitting on the side, suddenly spoke lightly, and then stopped speaking.

Yan Lingfeng followed his eyes and saw that there were more than a dozen people under the basket opposite, wearing purple sportswear and different heights, but it was obvious that this should be the opponent of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School final, a member of Shuiyun's college team.

"Why is he there? It's impossible. I didn't see him when I went to a vocational high school game yesterday!" While Yan Lingfeng was observing his opponent, Bi Xiangyang suddenly stood up in a panic and muttered.

Han Dengyun smiled and joked, "Brother Xiangyang, did you see your first girlfriend?"

Bi Xiangyang didn't pay attention to Han Dengyun, but opened his eyes and looked carefully for a while. Then he said to himself with certainty, "Yes, it's him. It's a big trouble."

"Brother Xiangyang, what on earth are you talking about? Not your girlfriend, is it your boyfriend? Han Dengyun's thoughts are actually very pure. The sentence he asked has absolutely no other meaning, just pure curiosity.

"No, he is not my friend." Bi Xiangyang shook his head and replied, "It seems that a high job is hiding its strength just like us!"

Yan Lingfeng asked, "Brother Xiangyang, who are you talking about?" Is it the 14th on the opposite side?"

At this time, the high-level players have taken off their coats and exposed the purple-edged jerseys on a white background. At this time, the No. 14 mentioned by Yan Lingfeng was shooting with a glance. They were strong, their muscles were swollen, and they cut a very short one. Although the flat head was still far away, the members of No. 1 Middle School still felt a sense of evil from him.

"That's right, it's him." Bi Xiangyang sighed and said, "It was probably at this time last year that Fengtao and A Kun, I went to play basketball together and ran into him. At that time, he was just a freshman in high school, but he almost gave us a defeat on his own."

"Is it so?" Tian Baiwei sighed incredibly, "Then this final will not be easy to play in the afternoon."

Bi Xiangyang hesitated and continued: "His name is Xu Zhong, nicknamed Xu Tiger. If Feng Tao is the prince on the basketball court, then he is definitely a devil!" That game left a deep impression on me. Xu Hu was really as terrible as a tiger down the mountain. His physical quality was very good. A Kun was as vulnerable as a paper man in front of him. He was gently hit by him and flew out. That game was also lost since our three teams. The only game!"

"How did you beat Xiangyang brother later?" He Qing asked as if he was fascinated, and his eyes were full of yearning.

Bi Xiangyang smiled bitterly and explained, "Later, I never saw him again. After we lost the game, we naturally refused to accept it. So the second weekend we went to a high school, but we didn't find Xu Zhong. Later, we learned that Xu Zhong was sent to the young management because of serious injuries caused by fighting. So."

"So that's it!" Yan Lingfeng looked at the No. 14 Xu Zhong opposite, with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth. He was worried that there was no opponent, so the Xu tiger was sent out. It seemed that he would not feel lonely in this final.

The players of No.1 Middle School are observing their opponents, and their opponents are not observing them. Even before the beginning of the first round of the game, they regard each other as the biggest obstacle to winning the championship. Now that the two teams meet on a narrow road, the players must seize the time to understand and familiarize themselves with the situation of their opponents. .

"Captain, which one do you think is the most powerful in No. 1 Middle School?" The question is a small flat head about 1.85 meters tall, wearing a No. 12 jersey. The head shape is the same as Xu Zhong, and I don't know who imitated who the two of them.

Cao Tianyi, the captain in his mouth, the core shooting guard No. 8, has a beautiful face, white lips and red lips, and looks polite. After a smile, he replied, "I am not too familiar with them, but from the data, they don't seem to have any particularly strong points. They play like team basketball, which may be It was also because Wu Fengtao transferred to another school and left, their coach could not find a suitable person to replace him as the core of the team, so they had no choice but to adopt the style of team basketball.

"What a pity!" No. 12 pounded his fist with regret and sighed.

"What's a pity?" Cao Tianyi asked curiously.

12 replied, "It's a pity that Wu Fengtao transferred to another school. If he hadn't transferred to another school, I would definitely block him today!"

"hehe." Cao Tianyi smiled and said no. Wu Fengtao's basketball level is famous in the whole Shuiyun City. Is this ignorant guy confused?

No.12 is not stupid. Naturally, he saw something from the captain's expression, but he did not distinguish himself. He just clenched his fist and secretly gritted his teeth.

The game was about to start in 5 minutes, but Huang Cheng unexpectedly sat on the chair without saying a word. Of course, he saw the doubts in the team members' eyes, but he still didn't say anything, and the team members did not dare to ask him. It was not until the referee whistled that the players from both sides came on stage that Huang Cheng suddenly stood up, his eyes swept over the faces of the twelve players, and then said, "Zhao Senming, Sun Feiying, Yan Lingfeng, Fu Zijun, Han Dengyun, play!" I only have one sentence, good fight, stay! I can't play well, down! As long as you can meet the enthusiastic audience behind you!"

The players looked at each other in con's face. I don't know which one the coach is going to play? There is no tactical deployment and no strategic guidance, just announcing a starting lineup as if there is nothing wrong with him. Isn't it too easy to be such a coach? Bi Xiangyang bulged to remind Huang Cheng to pay attention to Xu Zhong, but he sighed and still didn't say anything.

"Ling Feng, what's the situation?" Sun Feiying took off his coat and walked side by side with Yan Lingfeng, whispering and asking.

"How do I know what's going on?" Yan Lingfeng shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly that Huang Cheng's chess move today is really too strange.

The first players in turn are: center No. 5 Qin Wei, power forward No. 14 Xu Zhong, small forward No. 9 Chai Meng, score guard No. 8 Cao Tianyi, and point guard No. 15 Zhu Chongming. The average height is higher than the starter lineup of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School. The players from both sides walked to the center of the field and shook hands a hand. After. Yan Lingfeng greeted his brothers together, and the five people gathered in a circle, and then shouted in unison, "For the championship! Sweat! For victory! Blood spilled on the field!!"

The voice is majestic and neat, sonorous and loud, ** overflowing and resounding through the sky, which also makes the audience boil with them. After the five people shouted slogans, they shouted, "Come on!" Only then did it spread out.

Han Dengyun had a rare opportunity to start. His face was as happy. He walked to a senior team member with a hippie smile and got a bear hug one by one, regardless of whether others liked it or not. Anyway, if he didn't do so, there was no place to vent his inner joy.

When he came to Xu Zhong, Han Dengyun hesitated for a moment and still stretched out his arms to hug him, but Xu Zhong didn't say anything. He just looked up and glanced at him. Han Dengyun withdrew his arm with a smile and whispered, "Well, these eyes are so scary..."

The referee stood in the middle circle and looked left and right, then waved his hand to signal the players on both sides to fall, looked left and right at Han Dengyun and Qin Wei standing on both sides of his body, and threw the basketball into the sky after a whistle.

The final of the basketball game in Shuiyun City officially opened!

Han Dengyun and Qin Wei are almost the same in height and have similar bodies, so this is also a good talent to meet their opponents. The battle of the center often starts with the jump ball, so whether it is for the victory of the team or their personal victory, both of them roared and their eyes are burning. Keep an eye on the rising basketball.

In the blink of an eye, the basketball had flown to the highest point, and then began to fall as if he had lost energy. Qin Weigang bit his teeth, stamped his feet, and then jumped up and was ready to turn the basketball back to his own half.

Han Dengyun was not in a hurry and jumped up. With a proud smile on the corners of his mouth, his right hand stretched straight to the sky, but his left hand inadvertently poked Qin Wei's ribs.

Qin Wei was about to touch the basketball, but after eating Han Dengyun's poke, he pulled into a bow-like body and immediately vented his strength, and his body fell uncontrollably, even faster than the basketball.

Qin Wei's palm became farther and farther away from the basketball, while Han Dengyun's big hand touched the basketball at this time, and then gently dialed his half, declaring that he had won the jump.

Qin Wei's face turned pale. After staggering two steps after landing, he immediately complained to the referee without waiting to stand firm: "Judge, he committed a foul!"

Han Dengyun spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders and said, "The clear self-clear, I won't explain, because I believe that the referee's wise eyes are like a torch, and I will not misjudge or miss judgment!"

The referee may not have seen Han Dengyun's small move. Maybe he saw it but did not think that this action constituted a foul. Anyway, he just waved his hand blankly and made a gesture to indicate that Qin Wei should return to defense, and then turned his eyes to Zhao Senming, who was dribbling and preparing to organize the attack.

Qin Wei could only call himself "unlucky" and shook his head and returned to his half with a helpless face.

"What's wrong?" Xu Zhong's eyes were very calm, but it felt like the calm before the storm, like a wolf hiding and waiting for the prey to appear.

"Nothing." Qin Wei was obviously a little afraid of Xu Zhong, so he just said perfunctorily.

"Oh." Xu Zhong seemed to feel Qin Wei's rejection, so he didn't ask much. He just rubbed his wrists and waited for Shuiyun to attack.