Reborn Basketball Boy

Chapter 172 Affectionate and Farewell from ancient times

Although Yan Lingfeng's buckle is wonderful, Fu Zijun will not disarm and surrender because of this. You should know that his hard training in the past two weeks is not in vain.

Fu Zijun retreated to the vicinity of the middle circle with the ball. After hitting the basketball twice, there was a long roar. He took a big step towards the basket with the ball in his hands. As soon as he entered the free throw line, he flew high. The ball turned to his right hand with his left hand, and then smashed the ball into the basket with both hands.

9 points, 10 points, 10 points, 9 points, 9 points! 47 points in total!

In a cheering sound, Fu Zijun stood under the basket and waved his fist excitedly and roared. In the minds of all the basketball team members, Yan Lingfeng is like an inesnable mountain, which can only be admired but not squarely. They are convinced by Yan Lingfeng, but it does not mean that they lose, so they have the opportunity to trample Yan Lingfeng under their feet. Whether it is Fu Zijun or others, they are looking forward to it.

Yan Lingfeng clapped his hands with a smile on the corners of his mouth. Fu Zijun's slam dunk, without Superman's first-class bounce, stagnation and flexibility could not be imagined at all. Fu Zijun still has spare time to complete this dunk, which shows that his hard work during this period has not been in vain.

Fu Zijun showed his strength to fight with him, and of course, Yan Lingfeng will not be captured. The first buckle is just a small test knife, and the next buckle is the manifestation of all his strength. Picking up the basketball, he patted it with both hands. After roaring, he walked slowly under the basket three steps. Suddenly, he raised his long body and pulled up nearly 1 meter in place. His legs split open. The ball was changed from his left hand to his right hand at a very fast speed, and then made people turn over and dunked dazzlingly.

This is a copy of UFO Vance Carter's classic dunk in the 2000 dunk competition. Of course, Yan Lingfeng's dunk can't be compared with VC. Whether it is the take-off height or the degree of stretching in the air, whether it is elegant and chic or dunk force, Yan Lingfeng is obviously several levels worse. Second. But there is no doubt that this is still a great dunk, which can be clearly seen from the score.

10 points, 10 points, 10 points, 10 points, 9 points! With a total score of 49 points, the only one who didn't give a full score was Han Dengyun, which was not to say that he was critical, but to create conditions for Fu Zijun to win.

Yan Lingfeng landed lightly and glanced at Fu Zijun provocatively.

Fu Zijun smiled at the corners of his mouth and did not lose confidence. He stood at the top of the arc again, and once again rushed to the basket with the ball like chasing the wind. Obviously, he also tried his best this time, and the height of the jump was much higher than the previous dunk. He held the basketball tightly and put it around his waist. After drawing a big circle, he hit the basket with full force. Go.

With a muffled sound, Fu Zijun hung on the basket and hissed. He needed to vent so much. Since ancient times, he has been sad to leave, and now he is about to face parting.

10 points, 9 points, 10 points, 9 points, 10 points! 47 points in total!

After two rounds, the total score of the two people actually tied. I don't know whether it was a coincidence or the five guest referees were not addicted to it. Anyway, the two had to face the situation of an extra round.

Yan Lingfeng flew high with the ball again, and saw him hide the basketball in his waist, and his body rotated 360° in the air like a top, making a snap with one hand before his body fell.

In the 1997 NBA Slam Dunk Contest, Kobe Bryant, a fledgeling man, relied on "BFS", that is, Kobe Bryant turned around and won the 360° dunk to win the first personal honor in his career, and embarked on the road of a superstar.

10 points, 10 points, 10 points, 10 points, 9 points! The total score is 49 points, and it is still Han Dengyun who doesn't give face. Although he and Fu Zijun usually dismantle each other, as the saying goes, beating is kissing, scolding is love, beating, scolding and scolding true feelings. The person with the best relationship between Class 8 and Fu Zijun is really Han Dengyun, so at this time, in order to help Fu Zijun go Out of the shadow, he did not hesitate to lie with his eyes open.

Han Dengyun's plan is good, but what he doesn't know is that Fu Zijun is already a little desperate at this time. Although Han Dengyun picked bones in the egg and the bones, he abruptly turned Yan Lingfeng's 50-point dunk into 49 points, Fu Zijun still has no confidence to defeat him. When his physical condition is not in the best condition, it is too difficult to complete a perfect full-slam dunk.

Fu Zijun sighed, and the dunk movements flashed in his mind one by one, but they were rejected one by one by him. He was so anxious that he almost took the initiative to surrender.

"Zijun, let me help you, okay?" I don't know when a group of female generals quietly came to the basketball court. Naturally, Liu Zhiwei spoke. Her voice was still so beautiful, but there was obviously a trace of hoarseness.

Fu Zijun didn't say anything, but silently handed the basketball to her hand. His first dunk was completed with the help of Liu Zhiwei, so he met a beautiful relationship, but he didn't expect that this relationship started with a dunk and ended with a dunk.

Liu Zhiwei walked to the basket with a basketball, while Fu Zijun's eyes stared at Liu Zhiwei and retreated to the middle circle without blinking.

Neither of them speaks. When the heart fits to a certain extent, all the language will look so pale. Fu Zijun shouted sullenly, and then took a big step and rushed to the basket. This run contains infinite energy, which hides the deep unwillingness in Fu Zijun's heart.

Liu Zhiwei threw the ball with her hands into the sky. The basketball was rising, and Fu Zijun was also rising. The perfect combination of one person and one ball at the highest point. Fu Zijun got the basketball comfortably, and then twisted her body and rotated 180°. Her hot eyes still stared at Liu Zhiwei, and her back to the basket was a powerful flip dunk. !

10 points, 10 points, 10 points, 10 points, 10 points, 10 points! 60 points in total! Fu Zijun defeated Yan Lingfeng.

Yan Lingfeng was not a little unhappy, because the last 10 points were given by him. No matter what happened between Fu Zijun and Liu Zhiwei, Yan Lingfeng was sincerely happy for them.

The others have left, and only Fu Zijun and Liu Zhiwei are left on the empty basketball court. Sitting on the steps of their first acquaintance, they don't know how long they have been sitting here. From the sun to the west, they seem to have forgotten the existence of time. Fu Zijun looked at Liu Zhiwei, who was crying with red eyes, and sighed gently, "It's sunset again..."

"The sunset is infinitely good, but near dusk. Why are beautiful scenes always so short? Liu Zhiwei also sighed.

Fu Zijun trembled and stretched out his right hand to hold Liu Zhiwei's beautiful hair, biting his lips and said word by word, "If time can be turned back, if I still have a chance to choose, then I will definitely not join the school team and will definitely leave more time to be with you."

Liu Zhiwei slowly shook her head and said, "But this is impossible, just like the slowly passing sunset. If it falls, she will not come back. She can only long for the next reunion with the sky. Moreover, I can't be so selfish. Basketball is your dream, just like music is my dream.

Fu Zijun squeezed her lips and nodded gently. Liu Zhiwei was right. They all had their own dreams. In order to pursue their dreams, they could only temporarily give up other things, including love. He smiled bitterly and forced himself to stop thinking about it. He asked in a low voice, "When will you leave school?"

"About tomorrow, the tickets and air tickets have been bought."

Fu Zijun took a deep breath, stood up and shouted, "Zhiwei, don't worry! Go after your dream! I won't see you off when you leave. I can't cry and I can't bear to see you cry. But I will definitely pick you up when you come back and let your laughter and I play the most beautiful melody!"

Liu Zhiwei also stood up, stuffed her small hands into Fu Zijun's big hand, nodded hard and said, "Zijun, I will miss you 10,000 times every day!"

"Ziwei, wait for me in the capital. I will definitely break into the CHBA national finals with the team. See you in the capital then!" Fu Zijun grabbed Liu Zhiwei's little hand and said confidently.

"Zijun, I'll wait for you to come, and I will always support you!" Tears swirling in her eyes again. Liu Zhiwei squeezed her mouth to prevent it from flowing out again. She looked at Fu Zijun emotionally and choked and said, "Zijun, remember the words I often say to you!"

"Face together with a tolerant heart, right?" Fu Zijun's eyes also turned red, but the man didn't shed tears easily, even if he was affectionate and left since ancient times.

"Zijun, I'm leaving..." Although she was full of reluctance, Liu Zhiwei still came down to say this sentence.

"Go ahead, that's the same sentence. I won't keep you when you leave, but I will definitely pick you up when you come back!" Fu Zijun slowly loosened Liu Zhiwei's little hand, gritted his teeth and waved.

"I want to control myself and won't let anyone see me cry... Just make a wish to the meteor and let you know that I love you!" Liu Zhiwei hummed her favorite "Star Wish" in a low voice while saying goodbye to Fu Zijun.

The sunset slowly fell, and Liu Zhiwei's figure finally disappeared. Fu Zijun, who had been full of tears, could no longer help roaring in the cold evening wind. He had a thousand ten thousand reluctance, but no matter how reluctant he was, he had to go with the wind. This separation may be a farewell, or a good story, the vicissitudes of life, who is right?

At 9:00 a.m. on December 20, 2004, Xu Jianye, dressed in sports uniform, slowly said in front of twelve high-spirited players on the basketball court of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School, "Maybe I need to say more, and everyone knows very well that the provincial high school basketball competition will be held in two weeks, that is, January 5 The number began to start in Jinan, the provincial capital. As one of the two teams representing the Yantai region, the first thing I want to say is that this is the result of your hard work! If you participate in the provincial basketball competition, regardless of the results, each of you will receive a welfare allowance of 3,000 yuan.

Xu Jianye did not want to stop, but the cheers of the team members forced him to stop. In any case, 3,000 yuan was not a small amount for these students. Their reaction was completely expected by Xu Jianye, so he did not Stop the team members from celebrating, but wait patiently until they finish celebrating before continuing to speak.

[The transition period is over, and the basketball team of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School will continue their campaign. Both collection and red tickets have stagnated in the past two days. Chang'an knows that this is a painful period that must be experienced, but Chang'an hopes that as Yan Lingfeng and others return to the battle, basketball teenagers can also sweep away the decline! Chang'an is weakly begging for red support here!]