Chapter 431 Chinese Streetball King

The game is over, and the game is finally over!

Su Mo only felt black and weak, and collapsed directly on the field. This beloved field brought him only continuous victory and honor before. For the first time in his life, he tasted bitter defeat. If they had no chance to play the whole game, they had been suppressed by Shuiyun. Well, if you lose, you will lose. Su Mo may not be as uncomfortable as he is now. However, they were once close to victory, but they were close to the world. At the moment when he saw Yan Lingfeng gliding in the air and sending the ball into the basket, he finally understood the gap between himself and Yan Lingfeng.

Before the final whistle sounded, Yan Lingfeng never gave up his efforts. Even if his fingers were swollen like a hill, and even if he made a bad mistake at the critical moment of the game, he always insisted on fighting.

And another semi-final, the match between Changchun 11 Middle School and Cangzhou No. 4 Middle School was once difficult to reach the top four. Cangzhou No. 4 Middle School, which can be called the first dark horse in this competition, did not flinching in front of the core player Sun Yue, and He bravely chose to fight. However, in the end, Cangzhou No. 4 Middle School was unfortunately defeated because of the gap in overall strength.

Although Cangzhou has suspended the semi-finals, their core player Sun Yue is eye-catching. Sun Yue, who is 201 meters tall, is 19 years old and can serve as a point guard, shooting guard and small forward on the court. His vision of the court is very good. Good at organizing and launching attacks, can keenly find empty teammates on the field and basically pass the ball accurately. Personal attack is also very aggressive, with sharp breakthroughs and accurate shooting. Whether it is a frame or a basket attack, it has a great threat.

Sun Yue's most impressive fact is not his attack, but his defense. Due to his height advantage, he can defend his opponents in five positions on the court. He moves fast, bounces high, and has an excellent sense of defense. He often sends a big hot pot block in defense.

In the semi-finals, Sun Yue played the whole game, contributing 16 points, 8 assists, 7 rebounds, 7 blocks and 5 steals. However, his efforts alone still can't change the team's inferior situation. He has always been the champion of this competition in Changchun 11th, the core player Liu Xiaoyu Under the leadership, the control of the rhythm on the field has reached the point of perfection. Cangzhou No. 4 Middle School may have had the opportunity to complete the overtaking, but every time it was pressed by Changchun No. 11 Middle School in a timely and keen manner.

Sun Yue played well, and Liu Xiaoyu also contributed 21 points and 11 assists in the whole game, which not only revitalized the team's attack, but also got the highest score in the game.

In the room, Yan Ling leaned on the pillow and watched the recording of the matches between Changchun No. 11 Middle School and Cangzhou No. 4 Middle School and muttered, "How old is Sun Yue? Why do you still play high school basketball games?"

In Yan Lingfeng's memory, Sun Yue is a model of young fame. At a young age, he was recruited into the national team by European Caesar Yunus and shined at the 2008 Beijing Olympics. Later, he was selected by the Los Angeles Lakers in the second round of the NBA draft and became the first place in NB. Asian defender in the last game on the A field.

Sun Feiying didn't hear Yan Lingfeng's muttering clearly. After looking at him doubtfully, he asked, "Liu Xiaoyu, are you on my guard?"

"The coach can prevent whoever he wants." Yan Lingfeng casually replied that tomorrow is the final. As the competition is approaching, everyone's heart can't stop. For example, Sun Feiying asked herself the same question four times in just half an hour, went to the toilet three times and ate two apples.

"Changchun No. 11 Middle School is really strong!" Sun Feiying, who had nothing to say, smashed his mouth and sighed that he was suspended for one game because of the court conflict. In the semi-final match against Nanjing No. 9 Middle School, he couldn't help but take the initiative to fight. However, thinking about his sad fate, he could only sigh and forcibly hold his impulse.

However, fortunately, he was only suspended for a game, and the team also laughed to the end in the semi-finals, so he still had the opportunity to appear in the finals, so that he would not leave a continuous regrets in his basketball career. After all, in the finals in Shandong Province, he just sat on the sidelines and received the prize.

In Xu Jianye's room, the information is piled up. As a recognized "strongest team in high school in the country", the reputation of Changchun No. 11 Middle School is far from comparable to Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School. Liu Xiaoyu, the team's main defender and the soul of the leader of the whole team, has received the olive branch of the CBA class bully Guangdong team. It is said that in this year After the game, he will go to South China to play CBA. And Zhang Daring, another leading player of the team, should not be underestimated, and he can be regarded as the biggest helper around Liu Xiaoyu.

"Let's go. Don't be bored in the room. The sun is so good. Let's go out for a walk!" Sun Feiying drank another glass of water. After going to the bathroom, her heart still couldn't settle down, so she could only drag Yan Lingfeng, who was still watching the recording, and said.

"I won't go." Yan Lingfeng, whose eyes did not leave the TV screen, refused without thinking about it. The most tragic thing these days is not that you sit alone in front of the TV with toilet paper to enjoy the performance of Dongying women, but walking side by side on the road with an old man.

Walking with men, Yan Lingfeng has not been so sad!

"Are you going or not?" Sun Feiying gritted his teeth and held Yan Lingfeng's hand tightly, and there was a clear threat in his voice.

"I won't go." Yan Lingfeng's refusal is still very firm. Are you kidding? Although the sun is good and there is a lot of dust, Yan Lingfeng does not have the habit of wearing a mask when going out.

"Bang!" With a sound, the TV screen turned black, handsome and handsome. Liu Xiaoyu, who had outstanding ball skills, had disappeared in front of Yan Lingfeng. Sun Feiying held the remote control in his hand. The child generally looked at Yan Lingfeng and said proudly, "I don't believe I can't cure you."

"This is the truth." Yan Lingfeng rolled his eyes helplessly and fell directly to **. His finger injury was naturally not healed. Although he was not as painful as yesterday, he did not dare to make a slight movement. He carefully raised his hand and lay down sideways and never looked at Sun Feiying again.

Sun Feiying stamped her feet helplessly and stood still and thought about it. After a moment, her eyes turned her eyes.

After a while, Sun Feiying returned to the room. Behind him, Han Dengyun, Fu Zijun and others followed.

"When it rains, it's also idle to beat children. We don't have children to play, so let's play cards!" Sun Feiying deliberately shouted loudly. Yan Lingfeng did not make him happy, and he had no obligation to make Yan Lingfeng comfortable.

Yan Lingfeng turned over powerlessly to express his anger and protest. Sun Feiying did it on purpose. He must have done it on purpose. After Yan Lingfeng's finger was injured, it was impossible to touch the cards at all, so he deliberately called people to play cards. Naturally, the purpose was to make his eyes anxious but not play.

Beijing, Dongdan, Basketball Park.

It's easy to have a sunny and windy weather. Many people took off their masks, walked to the street, walked into the park, and enjoyed the spring willows. On the edge of the most conspicuous field in the basketball park, it is already crowded and shoulders.

In such a large stadium, only two people stand opposite each other at this time.

A teenager looks about 16 or 17 years old, with beautiful eyebrows, ape-back bee waist, and a height of about 185 meters.

The person standing opposite him is older, but he is shorter, with a headscarf on his head and an exaggerated T-shirt, which is enough to be worn as a dress.

"Are you Liu Xiaoyu?" The short man put his hands on his chest and asked lazily.

The teenager is none other than Liu Xiaoyu, the core soul of the famous Changchun No. 11 Middle School. After hearing the problem of the short man, he smiled and nodded with a warm smile like today's sunshine, "Yes, I'm Liu Xiaoyu."

"Do you know who I am?" The short man looked at Liu Xiaoyu sideways and continued to ask.

"I know." Liu Xiaoyu nodded silently, "Wu You, known as the king of streetball in China."

"Since I know." Wu You nodded with satisfaction, and then shook his head again, as if he was very sorry, "Then why come here to humiliate yourself?"

"Have you accepted my challenge?" Liu Xiaoyu's eyebrows fell into his temples, his expression remained motionless, and a cold light shot out of his squinted eyes.

"Did I say I accepted it?" Wu You shook his head slowly, "You're not my opponent, so you'd better go back."

"Maybe what you said is true, but I won't be convinced if I haven't fought before." Liu Xiaoyu stubbornly insisted that Wu You is a mythical existence in the Chinese streetball world. The young Liu Xiaoyu appeared here today to break the myth.

"I have no obligation to convince you." Wu You was still shaking his head, but in his lazy eyes, there was already a trace of obvious anger.

"But you have the obligation to guard your court." Liu Xiaoyu said tit-for-tat, "I have heard that Wu You is a basketball like life, and the court is like life, but anyone who dares to challenge you often leaves a jersey and leaves grayly. I am ready for the jersey." Liu Xiaoyu pointed to his jersey and said, "But if you don't want it, then I will regard it as your escape..."

"Enough!" Wu You suddenly roared, rudely interrupted Liu Xiaoyu's words, stood up straight with a sneer, pointed to Liu Xiaoyu and said, "I know you have a game tomorrow, a very critical game. Maybe you came here to find self-confidence, but I frankly tell you that if I accept your challenge, it will definitely affect your state of tomorrow's game. Of course, it is a very bad influence.

"I don't believe it!" Liu Xiaoyu still shook his head stubbornly, "Thank you for your kindness. I'm not a dog biting Lv Dongbin. I don't know the hearts of good people. But I still say that, or, war! Or, run away! There is only one choice between the two, and there is no other choice.

"In this case, it's useless to say more. Come on!" Wu You took a deep look at Liu Xiaoyu, sighed gently, rubbed his wrist and picked up the basketball from the ground, and didn't see any obvious movements from him. The basketball had flashed past Liu Xiaoyu's hand.

"It turned out to be a guest, I'll give you three goals first!"

Wu You, who had basketball in his hand, changed his previous lazy appearance and was full of pride and domineering in his every move, which also made Liu Xiaoyu see the real momentum of "China's streetball king".