Chapter 394 Warning

The crane dances above the nine heavens, and the wind and thunder roars; when the dragon rises in the clouds, the clouds gather and rains.

Yan Lingfeng, who dribbled the ball into the basket, rose from the ground and flew to the sky. It was fast, bounced high, and charged vigorously, as if he was not stepping on a wooden floor but a spring bed. Involuntarily, Du Peng and Liu Dapeng, who originally planned to compete with Yan Lingfeng, all retreated, and not everyone could face the "* emperor" calmly.

Without any fancy action, Yan Lingfeng directly and simply smashed the ball into the basket from top to bottom. With a loud noise, the rebound made a painful moan. However, Yan Lingfeng let go of his hand with a cold face and landed firmly on the floor.

Silence, the dead silence in the stadium. All the audience looked at the ferocious Yan Lingfeng and couldn't help closing their mouths, even breathing much lighter than normal. Simple dunk, but not simple. The audience's mind replayed the process of Yan Lingfeng's breakthrough from dribbling to the last two-handed dunk, and the big screen of the stadium was also replaying Yan Lingfeng's single machine to break through the customs and directly pounding Huanglong's passage.

After a moment, Yan Lingfeng finally made a sound. If you don't fly, you will fly to the sky. If you don't sing, it's amazing! Yan Lingfeng roared and slapped his chest with both hands, like a ** beast, and his eyes were full of provocative hegemony and inviolable majesty.

The audience also reacted. They jumped, shouted, stamped their feet and clap their hands. They no longer knew how to vent their inner excitement. Obviously, Yan Lingfeng has conquered their eyes and hearts with wonderful performance. Perhaps many people have never heard of Yan Lingfeng's name before, but I believe that many of the audience will become his fans after this game.

After venting, Yan Lingfeng slowly turned around and found Xu Yong, who was biting his lips with a reluctant face. He laughed, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Look, I didn't lie to you, right?"

His lips were almost bitten. Xu Yong looked at Yan Lingfeng fixedly, slowly raised his right hand, put it in his palm, and put it in front of his neck and made a "throat-cutting" action. Some people will be depressed after being hit, but there are also some people who will never give up easily. All difficulties and all blows will only make them more and more brave, more frustrated, stronger and stronger and stronger. And Xu Yong is this kind of person. Yan Ling's heroic performance not only did not make him tremble, but completely inspired his unyielding fighting spirit in his heart.

Seeing Xu Yong's response, Yan Lingfeng grinned and smiled, responding to Xu Yong's thumbs and saying, "You are a respectable opponent. Don't worry, I will definitely convince you."

"Riding a donkey to read the song book, let's wait and see!" Xu Yong snorted coldly, walked to Yan Lingfeng, paused for a moment, and said.

"I'll wait for you." Yan Lingfeng was still smiling. He didn't want Xu Yong to collapse, and he didn't want it at all. Because he knows that the stronger his opponent is, the stronger he will become.

Picking up the basketball on the floor, Xu Yong did not look at Yan Lingfeng again, but lowered his head and gritted his teeth and retreated to the bottom line.

Yan Lingfeng did not continue to tease this interesting opponent. He slowly paced back to his half-court. When he turned around, the smile on his face swept away, his eyebrows unconsciously beat, and the pain from his hands made him bite his teeth tightly.

On the basketball court, there is no doubt that the action that is most likely to cause injury is dunk. Previously, Yan Lingfeng had missed some games due to multiple dunk injuries. In fact, he was somewhat afraid of dunks. But there is no way. Sometimes, due to the situation, he must grit his teeth and hit his opponent with one dunk after another while improving the morale of his teammates, even if he is in danger of injury.

Fortunately, because the defense has been strengthened, although Yan Lingfeng's dunk looks extremely domineering, in fact, his hands are well protected. This is why Yan Lingfeng quickly released the basket as soon as he finished the dunk. After hanging the basket for a long time, it will definitely add a lot to his hands. Stressed.

45:41!

Almost the same attack, Yan Lingfeng completely copied Xu Yong's previous breakthrough and smashed with both hands, narrowing the difference between the two teams to 4 points again. This is a visible and touchable score difference. As long as the score difference is within 5 points, Shuiyun Yizhong will always maintain the possibility of equalizing or even surpassing the score for a short time. The two teams are like two long-distance runners. The leading side tried every way to get rid of the pursuers behind them, but the side that followed them was very tenaciously gritted and followed. As we all know, in long-distance running, it is often difficult for the leader to laugh to the end, so will this conclusion be copied into the basketball game?

There are less than 10 seconds left in the first half of the game. It may have been affected by Yan Lingfeng's unstoppable slam dunk. The whole Nanyang model team seemed to be in no condition. Finally, there was no threatening attack before the bell rang at the end of the first half. Ding Jie hurried out of the three-point line. . The two teams also ended the first half with a difference of 45:41 and 4 points.

Ji Gang was obviously a little dissatisfied with this result. In the second quarter, it was the best time for Nanyang models to use their substitute strength to dominate and open the scores of the two teams, but his players did not seize the opportunity. Instead of further widening the score difference, they narrowed the score gap between Shuiyun No.1 Middle School. This will certainly cause them a lot of trouble in the second half of the game. They rubbed their temples with a headache. Ji Gang sighed gently and walked to the locker room with heavy steps.

On this side of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School, from the coach to the faces of the players, there is not much excitement. Perhaps in terms of strategy and tactics, they are the winners. But after all, the basketball game is the scores of both sides. Now that the scores are lagging behind, how can they laugh?

According to the usual practice, Xu Jianye was still the last person to return to the locker room, but when he found a place to swallow the fog and wipe out a cigarette and walked to the door of the locker room with his hands behind his back, he unexpectedly found that several team members did not return to the locker room as before, but stood at the locker room door. Mouth.

Yan Lingfeng, Sun Feiying, Zhao Senming, Han Dengyun... Xu Jianye looked at these team members from afar and frowned slightly, as if he had thought of something. The four team members don't have much in common. The only thing that is that they come from the same class. And this class originally had five school team members, and the only one who did not appear here was Fu Zijun, which was inseparable from the scene in front of him. Thinking of this, Xu Jianye was very smart and chose to stop.

Xu Jian is also a very smart person. The girl surrounded by Yan Lingfeng was the one who appeared in the North Stand. At this time, she had taken off the sunglasses that covered half of her face and exposed a familiar face. Who is Liu Zhiwei, Fu Zijun's former girlfriend?

"Where's Zijun? Why didn't he come with you?" After leaving the small county, Liu Zhiwei, after wandering in Beijing for a period of time, her temperament changed significantly. If before, what people noticed at first sight was her beautiful face, then now, no one can ignore the luxury emanating from her body.

Four people fell silent at the same time. They met their hometown, which was one of the four joys of life, but at this moment, they would rather not meet Liu Zhiwei.

"You guys talk!" Noting that there was a little regret in the entanglement on the faces of the four people, Liu Zhiwei suddenly became anxious, her handsome little face turned white, and her lips were already trembling.

"Well, it's better to wait for you to take time to return to Shuiyun..." Yan Lingfeng knew that he could no longer be silent, took a deep breath and said slowly.

"Please tell me, please tell me what's wrong with Zijun!" Liu Zhiwei interrupted him rudely before Yan Lingfeng finished speaking. It was difficult for her best friend's boyfriend to become a brother; but her brother's girlfriend easily became her best friend. Although they are not in the same class, the relationship between Liu Zhiwei and Lu Yunxue, Tian Hui and others is still very good, so there is no need to be polite to Yan Lingfeng and others.

"Why don't I tell you Zijun's phone number?" Yan Lingfeng spoke and took out his mobile phone.

"Ziwei, why are you here? I can't find you everywhere. Where did I think you went?" Before Liu Zhiwei spoke, a loud voice came from afar, a man's voice.

Sun Feiying's expression changed and quickly turned around. The person who spoke was not very old. It was estimated that she was about 20 years old. She was about 1.95 meters tall, and her handsome face was clearly full of masculinity.

Just a glance, Sun Feiying recognized who was. He was too familiar with this person, not that Sun Feiying and he were old, but that he had seen the big boy's face countless times in the video.

"Yang Chao?"

Sun Feiying frowned and asked coldly.

"It's me." The core player of Tsinghua Affiliated Middle School is also a strong opponent that will be encountered in the next game of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School. Yang Chao, a member of the active national youth team, stopped and looked at Sun Feiying standing in front of him and laughed, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is that this is our locker room." Sun Feiying obviously has no good attitude towards people who may be his brother's rivals, and his cold face is like a glacier that will not melt for ten thousand years.

"I know." Yang Chao nodded carelessly, and then looked at Sun Feiying and continued, "Don't worry, I have any interest in your so-called locker secret. I came here just because there is someone I care about here.

After saying this, Yang Chao walked past Sun Feiying and looked at Yan Lingfeng and others standing beside Liu Zhiwei. He hesitated for a moment and still didn't say anything. He slowly spit out a turbid smile and said to Liu Zhiwei, "Zhiwei, my game is in the No. 2 Arena. You must come to the north for the first time. Is it the wrong way?"

"That's right." Yang Chao was very enthusiastic, but Liu Zhiwei was very cold. "I didn't come to the North Sports Centre to watch you play."

"This..." Yang Chao's face changed, but the gray color flashed by, and soon hung up a smile like a spring breeze again. "Ziwei, do you think there is any misunderstanding between us?"

"No." Liu Zhiwei replied simply, "Yang Chao, I told you that I have a boyfriend, and I love my boyfriend very much. So, I will never promise you!"

"Oh, is it?" Yang Chao put his hands on his chest and put a contemptuous look on his face, "Your boyfriend won't be one of these crooked dates, will he?"

"Get out!" Liu Zhiwei was waiting to speak, but Sun Feiying had turned back and stood in front of Yang Chao again and said calmly.

Yang Chao seemed to be shocked. He smiled angrily and pointed to himself and asked, "Are you asking me to get out of here?"

"I won't say good things twice." Sun Feiying's expression was even worse than before, "Disappear from me immediately, otherwise, I want you to look good!"

Yang Chao was still smiling, but his smile was already full of fierceness. He slowly nodded at Sun Feiying and said, "Do you know where this is?"

Sun Feiying didn't say a word, but his fists were already clenched together, and his blue veins burst out and he was ready to move.

"I tell you, this is Beijing!" Yang Chao pointed to Sun Feiying and repeated, "Beijing! How dare a local steamed bun from the countryside dare to shout in front of his master? Are you tired of living? Grandpa warned you to play your ball well, don't worry about salty radishes, and mind your own business. Otherwise, don't die and don't know how you died! It's not that I threaten you and play with you to death, Grandpa has more than one hand!"

After scolding Sun Feiying, Yang Chao pointed to Liu Zhiwei and said, "And you, I'll tell you that your surname is Liu. Don't be shameless. Who do you think you are? At best, it's just a beautiful bun. Man, my patience is limited. Today, I will leave this here and give you two ways. First, you come to me obediently and be my woman. Second, you, him, and him, all of you, get out of Beijing!"

Yang Chao arrogantly pointed to all the people present, like a wolf uncovering sheep's skin, without hypocritical dress and showing his viciousness.

"Hid the old man in your family tell you? When you point at others, four fingers are actually pointing at yourself!" Yan Lingfeng stopped Sun Feiying's impulse to swing his fist with his eyes, and stood forward to look at Yang Chao calmly and said.

"Which garlic are you? Why is it either local steamed buns or garlic from that place in Shandong? It's really mother's bad luck to smell garlic after so far away!" Yang Chao covered his nose and waved his hand, as if he really smelled something strange.

"It doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is that Beijing is the capital and the best place. There should be no scum like you or garbage like you here. There is no other meaning. At least you are also a member of our national men's basketball youth team. I advise you not to humiliate Beijing, let alone our national youth team!"

Yan Lingfeng's temper is actually not so good. He can still be calm and reasonable when he is pointed to by the nose and scolded. It's just that the situation is strong. Although Yang Chao is arrogant, he said something wrong. At other people's home, not to mention that they are just a group of small earthworms, even if they really cross the river, they have to lie down honestly.

"Yo-you! This is still a set. Dude, aren't you stupid to read? Yang Chao looked at Yan Lingfeng with interest, and after a moment, he suddenly patted his forehead and said, "I remember, you are the so-called 'genius point guard' Yan Lingfeng, right? I said why do you look a little familiar? So you are a celebrity, buddy?

"Celebrity?" Yan Lingfeng smiled mockingly and suddenly remembered a line from a sketch, "It's just a personal name."

Yang Chao rubbed his forehead and fainted, and continued to say in a mocking tone, "At this time, should I say that Comrade Yan Lingfeng has inherited the modest and cautious virtues of our great nation and is a three-good student who is civilized and polite?"

"Zhiwei, Zijun's number is 133XXXXXXXX. It's more appropriate for him to tell you about his affairs." Yan Lingfeng ignored Yang Chao. After watching Liu Zhiwei report Fu Zijun's number, he continued: "Our game is not over yet. I'm sorry that I can't continue to accompany you. When the game is over, if you have time and are in mood, you can call us.

Liu Zhiwei wrote down Fu Zijun's number and repeated it again. After confirming that it was correct, she put away her mobile phone and nodded and said, "I will. Go ahead and ignore me."

"Let's go back!" After Yan Lingfeng threw down this sentence, he turned his head and took a deep look at Yang Chao, and still said calmly, "See you in tomorrow's game!"

Although Yang Chao is domineering, he can't really leave Yan Lingfeng and others to prevent them from returning to the locker room at this time, so he also looked deeply at Yan Lingfeng and said, "Beijing is a good place, but for you, it is not like this. So, whether you like it or not, you can clean up and get out of here at this time tomorrow.

Returning to the locker room, Sun Feiying still looked very unhappy with a green face. Yan Lingfeng's heart was also very unhappy. After all, whoever was beaten for no reason would be very angry in his heart. Not to mention that Sun Feiying and others are still young and competitive teenagers.