Chapter 368 Who does the long finger comfort?

Xu Jianye's words are undoubtedly equivalent to handing over the fate of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School to Yan Lingfeng alone.

If you give a person the greatest trust, you will hope to get the best return. Xu Jianye is no exception. He also saw that the reason why Yan Lingfeng was a little depressed in the second half of the third quarter and even the whole third quarter was that he felt that the strength of his teammates on the field was very good, even if his poor performance would not have much impact on the team at all. However, Xu Jianye's hand was equivalent to pushing Yan Lingfeng to the edge of the cliff, which made him have to fight with all his strength.

If you work hard, there will be no regrets if you lose; if you don't fight, then there will be overwhelming criticism waiting for him, because several of his most trusted teammates in the team sit on the bench together, and Xu Jianye also indirectly forced Yan Lingfeng to a dead end. Huang Wenyi and three others still have relatively little time to play in the team, and most of the time they are with He Qing, the guardian of the water dispenser in Shuiyun No.1 Middle School.

In this case, even if Yan Lingfeng wants to be lazy again, the cruel reality will definitely not agree. Teammates who can take the initiative to attack with the ball are off the field, and they need others to help him create opportunities to pose a threat to the basket. If Yan Lingfeng is not depressed, it will be a fiasco waiting for Shuiyun No.1 Middle School, without any suspense.

Xu Jianye is undoubtedly gambling, and it is a big gamble. Of course, this is based on the premise that he has a full understanding of Yan Lingfeng. He believes that Yan Lingfeng will not continue to be depressed. Since he can't take the initiative to get out of the haze, Xu Jianye, a responsible coach, can only push him behind his back. .

There is only one road in Huashan. Yan Lingfeng stood up with a wry smile. Xu Jianye was forcing him to go to the end of the road! The reason why it is a dead end, not a dead end, is that as long as Yan Lingfeng can stand up bravely, then after the end, he will be a new life!

With a whistle, the fourth quarter of the game kicked off.

In addition to replacing the mediocre soy sauce king Liu Wei with Changyang and the tired Chen Changhua, Yao Dapeng also made two replacement adjustments in one breath. Chen Zhe and Fan Qihuo put on the battle again. That is to say, in addition to Changyang, the other four players starting from Panyu Middle School have been brushed on the bench. The banquet has converged.

The ability of substitute point guard Cao He is not bad, but because of Chen's strong entry, he had no choice but to sit on the bench. Compared with the handsome and free Chen General Hua, Cao He, who is a little obscene in appearance, is a typical loser. The loser also has a counterattack day. Cao He has never given up the intention of taking back the main position and squeezing the standard handsome Chen general Hua into the bench. Previously, Chen Generalhua's mentality was unbalanced and gave him the best opportunity, but unfortunately Cao He did not seize it.

Cao He is an optimistic person. He always believes that when God closes the door, he will leave a window for himself. Well, Chen Generalhua's physical strength was seriously overdrawn because he fought too hard, and Cao He waited for his spring again.

After receiving the serve from Fan Qihuo, Cao He roared with great momentum, and then took a big step and rushed the ball to the front court.

Yan Lingfeng waited near the middle line, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his blue veins were exposed. Under his calm expression, there were surging **. In order to make himself more excited, Yan Lingfeng even brutally bit his lips, with a trace of salty and coolness. Blood swallowed his throat, and Yan Lingfeng's eyes were already as fierce as beasts.

The optimistic Cao He was unaware of Yan Lingfeng's change. He stopped in front of Yan Lingfeng and grinned and said, "Looking at the game in front of you, I really don't understand what qualifications you have to be a hot new star."

Yan Lingfeng did not pay attention to Cao He's debasement. At this moment, he had no desire to speak at all, because his heart was full of desire to fight.

Yan Lingfeng's silence still did not make Cao He feel that danger was approaching, and he did not prevent Yan Lingfeng from taking food and cutting the ball from his own hand. If you don't die in silence, it will break out in silence. Yan Lingfeng chose to explode after silence, and perhaps no one will want to die at all. Maybe someone despises life, but what he despises will always be other people's lives. No one will spare his life, and Yan Lingfeng is naturally no exception.

With a low roar, there was a shocking magic in the hoarseness. Yan Lingfeng suddenly moved, faster than lightning, like a wind, and the tiger rushed down the mountain and rushed up to Cao He.

Cao He was first deterred by Yan Lingfeng's roar, and then was seized by his momentum. He was caught off guard and naturally chose to avoid Yan Lingfeng's charge. He was not stupid and bold, so he would never choose to fight against the powerful Yan Lingfeng. But many times, you can't escape if you want to escape. Although Cao He made a protective action, his reaction was still a little too slow in Yan Lingfeng's eyes.

The big hand with blue veins accurately pounded the basketball in Cao He's hand. With a gentle force, the basketball was out of Cao He's control.

Yan Lingfeng suddenly accelerated, twisted his body and skimmed past Cao He's side, raised his hands and feet, steadily copied the basketball in his hand, and then dribbled the ball and rushed to the half of Panyu Middle School.

Cao He's turn was not slow and his reaction was fast, but when he wanted to chase back, he sadly found that even if he had four legs, it was probably difficult to catch up with Hongfei, leaving him with a smaller and smaller back, Yan Lingfeng.

Yan Lingfeng dribbled all the way. He rushed to the basket of Panyu Middle School and did not run. He jumped high in place, grabbed the ball with one hand and rounded it round. The overlord raised the tripod and pressed the basketball into the basket fiercely.

There is no shocking power or fancy and elegant movements. Yan Lingfeng's dunk is simple and direct, but it brings a huge psychological impact to all the audience. Simple but domineering; direct and fierce!

rubbing his red and swollen left wrist, Yan Lingfeng glanced across Cao He's face, and then slowly closed his eyes and enjoyed the sound of the audience breathing cold air.

The fear of the enemy will give him a greatest sense of achievement. He has never hoped to conquer away fans, and like Kobe Bryant, he was shouted "MVP" by the audience who should have been hostile.

60:54!

Yan Lingfeng silently raised his hands and fingers. He couldn't help making this move, which had no special significance. It was purely a subconscious action, but there happened to be a lonely little reporter on the sidelines, and then a few years later, the photo was sold at a sky-high price of 6 digits.

Life is always full of too many coincidences, and of course there are too many opportunities. It's not that there are no pies falling from the sky, but it depends on whether you just open your mouth.

The little reporter's surname is Xiao. It hasn't been long since he just graduated from college. At the beginning, he chose the Chinese department with a pure hobby, but later he learned that the original talent of the Chinese department has become shit in society. Not to mention hitting a wall everywhere when looking for a job, it is also difficult to meet a partner. Now girls like The rigor of science and engineering men, like the strength of sports men, and even the profoundness of archaeological men, and absolutely do not like the so-called "romance" of talented people.

With the twists and turns, reporter Xiao finally found a job as a reporter who can barely support himself in a small magazine in Guangdong Province with a prosperous economy. Of course, there is a premise that he can only afford to go to the restaurant at most once a week. If there are more, he will have to gnaw hard steamed buns with instant noodles seasoning. .

Although the magazine is small, it is also full of internal organs. CBA, the Chinese Super League, and even the relatively unpopular men's and women's volleyball leagues have special reports. The new reporter Xiao has no way, so he can only find Panyu Middle School with the old camera allocated by the club. Although CHBA has passed through CCTV After reporting from media such as Basketball Pioneer, it has barely gained a certain popularity in China, but after all, the mass base is too weak, so in the eyes of a group of colleagues in the magazine, reporter Xiao was assigned to CHBA, which is naturally the same as being put into a cold palace.

Reporter Xiao's life attitude was originally very good, very positive and optimistic, but under repeated cold encounters, he already had such a little broken posture. Sitting under the basketball rack, he also had no intention to compete with him. After looking at the ceiling for a long time, he inexplicably aimed at the camera. On the field, and then casually pressed the shutter, just took a picture of Yan Lingfeng's long finger.

Reporter Xiao naturally did not realize what a turning point this photo would bring to his life, but suddenly, he was stimulated by Yan Lingfeng's domineering and pride. On Yan Lingfeng's body, he seemed to have seen his past shadow. No matter how difficult life is, he will never give in his heart. The shadow.

Reporter Xiao looked at Yan Lingfeng fixedly until he turned around and walked back to the backfield and was reluctant to withdraw his eyes. I don't know when a pair of white fists have been clenched together, their lips are tightly squeezed together, and there are a lot of things in their eyes.

As long as the dream is still there, never give up.

Reporter Xiao suddenly remembered such a sentence, then gently waved his clenched fist and cheered himself up in a low voice, "Xiao Qing, come on!"

Of course, Yan Lingfeng will not know that he has inadvertently changed a person's future. Of course, in the decades to come, he has actively or passively changed many people. However, reporter Xiao Qing is undoubtedly the most special one.

"Does this gesture have any special meaning?" On the rebroadcast, Su Kui narrowed his eyes and asked Yu Jiadao with great interest.

He knew that the Yu family had broadcast a game of Yan Lingfeng before, so he asked this question. Although he discharged "seven weapons" and Yan Lingfeng was also among them, in fact, he had never watched Yan Lingfeng's game from beginning to end as he did today.

"I don't know." The Yu family shook their heads frankly, "Maybe he wants to comfort someone with this slam dunk?"

Su Kui thought for a moment, nodded in favor and said, "Maybe his grandfather..."

It is worthy of being one of the most famous basketball players in China. Su Yu's memory is still very useful. He has indeed not seen Yan Lingfeng's game, but he still has a certain understanding of Yan Lingfeng. It is very clear that Yan Lingfeng's grandfather passed away not long ago, so he said so.

[Today is Dad's birthday. I drank an extra cup with guilt. I have a splitting headache. I have been relying on cigarettes until now. I really don't have the ability to update three times. I'm sorry!]