Chapter 259 Wu Fengtao's Pain

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." Wu Fengtao's eyes were very cold, but Fu Zijun spread his hands carelessly and shrugged his shoulders. "I'm afraid it's not just that I don't trust you, but they obviously don't welcome you. What do you think? Don't want to live a comfortable life, and you have to run all the way to find comfort on other people's territory, alas!"

Fu Zijun shook his head and looked regretfully as he said it. He just said it casually and did not expect that his words aroused the bitterness in Wu Fengtao's heart. Although Wu Fengtao's expression was still very calm, his heart couldn't help but suffer. Fu Zijun was right, although he is sitting now He stabilized his main position, but in fact, his teammates, including Chen Xiaodong, did not welcome him very much. The superiority of the children of the provincial capital made them not regard Wu Fengtao, a "countryman" as a kind of the same kind. Although Wu Fengtao has been trying to integrate into the team, his efforts have not changed the hearts of his teammates. They may not say anything, but they still don't agree with him in their hearts.

Where there are people, there will be struggles. There will be circles of large and small numbers in each team. Naturally, the experimental middle school is no exception. They only have two circles, a large circle includes everyone except Wu Fengtao. Naturally, Wu Fengtao is alone in the remaining small circle. Wu Fengtao once tried very hard to integrate into that big circle and invited all kinds of generously, but the superiority of the children of the provincial capital was innate, and Wu Fengtao's efforts eventually came to nothing.

In training, no one wants to take the initiative to talk to Wu Fengtao. On the field, it is not necessary and few people pass the ball to him. Wu Fengtao exists in this team like a lonely ghost. If it weren't for the strength that Li Hai could not refuse and ignore, then I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to sit firmly in this starting position.

Fu Zijun's words poked Wu Fengtao's fragile heart like a sharp knife. For a moment, he had a kind of pain that he could not breathe. After joining the provincial experimental basketball team, all kinds of grievances surged into his mind uncontrollably. His expression became extremely painful, and his movements were much slower than before. Opportunities are often fleeting. Yan Lingfeng and Fu Zijun are both very good at seizing opportunities. Wu Fengtao relaxed his defense of Fu Zijun. Naturally, the two of them will not miss this rare opportunity. Fu Zijun tiptoed two steps horizontally. Yan Lingfeng's oblique transmission speed was extremely fast, and he accurately handed over Fu with a faint wind and thunder. In Zijun's hand.

When the ball arrived, Fu Zijun's shot was clean and neat, without a little mud and water. How strong Wu Fengtao's ability was. Fu Zijun, who had trained with him day and night, knew very well, so his shooting must be fast. Once Wu Fengtao reacted, it would be very difficult for him to take action calmly again.

"Swipe!"

Fu Zijun raised his right hand and stepped back with three fingers, with a proud look on his face. Under the influence of Yan Lingfeng, the "king of garbage", every player in Shuiyun has become a master of psychology and tactics on the basketball court. The garbage words are not terrible. The terrible thing is the deep garbage words. Although Fu Zijun hit it by mistake, it still hit Wu Fengtao's heart and made him lost on the field.

11:8!

The crisp sound of basketball through the net was like a heavy hammer hitting Wu Fengtao's eardrum. He hit a thrill and looked at the slightly swaying net bag. He closed his eyes in pain and moved his heavy footsteps to walk slowly to the side of the court. He knew very well that he made continuous mistakes at both ends of the attack and defense, and the harsh coach Li Hai could no longer let him stay on the court to make a fool of himself. Sure enough, Li Hai on the sidelines pointed to the substitute little forward No. 11 Chen Hui with a cold expression, "Go up and replace that mole for me!" Son of a bitch, if you dare to play this hand under my eyes, it's a waste of me to value you!"

Wu Fengtao walked out of the court. Li Hai's words pierced his heart like a steel needle. It hurts, so much! Wu Fengtao was half suffocated in pain and leaned against the back of the chair. His eyes were still so blank. His psychological quality itself was not very good, and he had completely lost himself under repeated blows. Li Hai replaced him at this time. Wu Fengtao himself also wanted to reflect on it, but Li Hai's words were really hurtful. Wu Fengtao was a very** person. Li Hai's words made him feel a kind of shame, a kind of shame...

His eyes collapsed on the bench. What Wu Fengtao thought about was not this game, but inexplicably thinking about the time a few months ago. At that time, he was still in the basketball team in Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School. At that time, he was the well-deserved core of the team. All the tactics revolved around him, but because "I'd rather be a phoenix tail than a chicken. The idea of "head", out of his desire for the championship, Wu Fengtao chose to leave with his father after hesitating for a long time. He never thought that there would be any future for staying in Shuiyun, a small county. He needed to show himself on a larger stage, so although Shuiyun was the "basketball prince", he still left the growing land without hesitation. Jinan, the provincial capital, is the political and cultural center of the province, and the sports atmosphere is naturally stronger. Here is the Shandong Luneng Taishan team, the "double champion" of Chinese football, and the Shandong Golden Men's Basketball Team. Wu Fengtao is convinced that with his strength, he will definitely spread his wings and take off here. Unfortunately, the world is not satisfactory. 89, his ability may be fine, but he ignored a very important problem. Outside Shuiyun's reputation, his father is the governor of a county, so naturally the earth has to revolve around him. However, when he arrives in Jinan, he has to become a role in the team, which has nothing to do with ability, but qualifications. The problem. China is a country that pays attention to qualifications. Not only politics, but also sports are the same. Wu Fengtao, who is not familiar with life, is gradually lost. Although he has never given up his efforts, there are some things that you can't do well.

Wu Fengtao's brain tinged, breathing heavily, and his face became paler and pale. For the first time, he began to regret his original choice, but no matter how advanced the technology was, he could never develop a medicine for regret. Wu Fengtao's painful expression fell in the eyes of his teammates and coaches, but no one took the initiative to care about it. Even if there was no symbolic question, he was like an outsider.

Wu Fengtao is in pain, but the game is still going on. Most of the quarter has passed in the first quarter, and the score on the court is 13:12! After Chen Xiaodong's two consecutive strong insiders achieved a strong overtaking, Yan Lingfeng's breakthrough attracted the defense and Xu Zhong's hook under the basket regained the lead again.

Chen Xiaodong received Sun Dong's pass again, leaned his back against Han Dengyun and snorted coldly and provoked, "Save some strength. You can't prevent me."

Han Dengyun rarely has no retortion, because he is no longer in that mood. Chen Xiaodong has too many internal offensive methods. He has a strong attack on his back, a frontal breakthrough, and a false reality. True or false have made him a little confused. He has never met such a flexible big man. Compared with Chen Xiaodong, He is very poor in height, pace and experience, and he is not good at defense, so as Chen Xiaodong said, he really can't defend himself.

Chen Xiaodong's right foot was the axis, and his left foot turned half a circle and raised the basketball against Han Dengyun to shoot. Han Dengyun, who was already a grassy soldier, couldn't think much. He raised his right hand and jumped up, but he didn't expect Chen Xiaodong to take back the basketball and lowered his head and drilled under him, facing the empty basket. With a proud smile on his face, he jumped under the basket and threw the ball to the basket.

Unlike many inside players, Chen Xiaodong's wrist is very soft, so he is not worried that the throw will deviate from the target at all, but with a scream, the basketball deviates from the target under his eyes.

It was this moment when Yan Lingfeng quietly returned to the inner line to make up for the defense. Before the basketball left Chen Xiaodong's finger, he jumped up, slapped him heavily, and the basketball howled and flew directly out of the bottom line.

Chen Xiaodong looked at the basketball and the domineering Yan Lingfeng. He did not roar like thunder or feel sad. He smiled unexpectedly and smiled strangely. He stretched out his index finger and pointed to Yan Lingfeng calmly, "You will regret it."

Yan Lingfeng turned around with an indifferent face, "Didn't your parents tell you that it was rude to point to others?"

Chen Xiaodong's face changed, and his eyes became extremely cold. Instead of withdrawing his fingers, he turned more fiercely and said, "In my eyes, you are already a dead person, so you are not qualified for me to respect."

Yan Lingfeng shook his head carelessly and sighed to himself, "Hateful people must have pitiful things. Children without tutors can't afford to hurt!"

Chen Xiaodong was obviously angry with Yan Lingfeng. He bit his lip and nodded without saying anything. If it is in the NBA, then 10,000 percent of Chen Xiaodong's action will eat T, but who let this be China? The referee naturally selectively ignored Chen Xiaodong's existence.

After serving the ball from the bottom line of the experimental middle school, Chen Hui observed it and threw the ball far away from the outside line. Sun Dong jumped back two steps and got the ball. He looked up at the timer and saw that there were only 10 seconds left in the attack time. He didn't have time to organize from the beginning, and he planned to make a strong breakthrough with one acceleration. But how could Yan Lingfeng, who has been staring at him, be satisfactory? A step stood in front of Sun Dong, pressed his body forward, reached out and explored to break the ball directly from Sun Dong's hand.

Sun Dong's rhythm was interrupted, and there was not much time left to continue to break through. There were only two choices in front of him, shooting or passing the ball. In less than a quarter, Yan Lingfeng had sent two blocks. Sun Dong had no doubted that if he made a jump shot in front of Yan Lingfeng, he would be this hateful opponent. The reward was a big hot pot, so he chose to pass the ball without thinking about it. He pulled the ball back and passed it horizontally to Zhang Qiushi, who was outside the three-point line on the right. However, Sun Dong only remembered that Yan Lingfeng had two blocks and forgot that he still had two steals. His intention of passing the ball was too obvious. Yan Lingfeng had guessed his purpose before he passed the ball, so Sun Dong's pass was not unexpectedly captured by Yan Lingfeng, who was robbed, and he took a big stride and ran to the front court. And go.

Yan Lingfeng knew very well that this would be an extremely difficult game, so he did not choose to dunk this fast attack, but just sent the ball into the basket with a light pick. To save physical strength, you must start with bits and pieces.

[The first update is sent, and the sixth update is estimated to be difficult, but Chang'an will work hard, come on!]