Rebirth of Basketball Boy

Although the basketball was dunked into the basket, Yan Lingfeng, who was not mentally prepared at all, loosened his fingers and fell on his back.

The rest of the people on the court were stunned by the dunk. A person with a height of about 1.85 meters actually completed the dunk. The psychological impact that this brought to them was tremendous.They haven’t watched dunks before. Needless to say, they can occasionally see some big tall guys jumping up awkwardly and stuffing the basketball into the basket with their hands, but this height is a bit shorter or shorter than them. The taller boy actually completed a one-handed slam dunk!

The loud noise of Yan Lingfeng’s fall on the ground did not wake them up from the shock, as if the collective had been petrified. At this moment, Sun Feiying finally came up with an idea that he had never had before: This person may be himself in basketball. It is impossible to surpass it in a lifetime. Although Yan Lingfeng has defeated their team, he always thought that it was caused by his underestimation and exhaustion. Subconsciously, he never thought that Yan Lingfeng's level was higher than his own.

Yan Lingfeng slowly got up from the hot concrete floor, rubbing his sore butt and whispering pain in his mouth. Han Dengyun was the first to wake up and rushed over to hug Yan Lingfeng and shouted: " Haha, you will be my idol from now on! Whenever I play ball, I have to be with you anyway, or I would rather stand on the sidelines, or be buckled by you, and I won’t be able to lift my head for the rest of my life! "

Yan Lingfeng pushed away the big guy and gently moved his muscles and bones. Fortunately, although the pain was still there, there should be no bone damage, otherwise the gain would not be worth the loss.

"It's time for you to serve." Zhao Senming picked up the basketball and handed it to Xiang Qingyun.

"Continue?" Sun Feiying asked suspiciously. He really didn't want to face this terrifying alien. It is now, and it will be the same in the future.

"Well, isn't it just a dunk? Basketball compares scores, not dunks!" Zhao Senming put his palms together, spitting into the palm of his hand, and his eyes shot a feverish desire to fight.

Yan Lingfeng smiled bitterly and took the basketball, and said to Zhao Senming: "Everyone is just entertaining. Don't look at me with this kind of hatred of killing your father and taking your wife."

Fu Zijun stubbornly resisted Han Dengyun, and from time to time he was ready to go around to steal the ball, sweating profusely without touching the ball.Sun Feiying is just acting as a defensive, following Xiang Qingyun's movement, and smiled: "Playing, is to play passion, only a good defense can derive perfect goals. Leaving here, the relationship between everyone will only be better. Tie, don't worry about anything, come and trample us at ease, Ling Feng."

Yan Lingfeng stood outside the three-point line with the ball, and smiled after hearing Sun Feiying's words: "Then you can't defend well!"

Before he could say anything, the basketball in his hand quickly flew over Zhao Senming's head and passed to the inside.Han Dengyun looked at the direction of the ball three or four steps away from him, and said anxiously: "Ling Feng, did not split your central nervous system just now? I have the speed of Iverson for this kind of ball. Can't pick it up!"

Han Dengyun hadn't finished talking, only saw a figure running inside at this time, easily catching the basketball, and sending the ball into the basket in three easy steps.

It is Sun Feiying who has never defended seriously. Although his level may be the worst among the six players on the court, this boy who loves basketball does not regard himself as a bystander. He almost never encountered basketball again, but he was still running persistently. Just when Sun Feiying was talking lazily with Yan Lingfeng, he ran a few steps quickly, and ran away to the inside.

Sun Feiying and Yu Guang noticed it, but didn't take it to heart. The Yan Lingfeng in his impression was not a guy who particularly liked to share balls.But what he didn’t know was that this Yanlingfeng was no longer the Yanlingfeng. The Yanlingfeng before his rebirth, as he grew older, his playing style also changed significantly. Before the age of 20, he pursued The feeling of the opponent being thrown behind or leaning back into the basket, but when he arrived on the college basketball court, he gradually liked the sense of accomplishment after sending a wonderful pass to his teammates. By the time of his senior year, Yan Ling The feel of the wind pass has become more and more sophisticated, and the ways of passing the ball have become more diverse. For him, an ordinary straight pass insider like today is really not a challenge.

Han Dengyun looked at Fu Zijun, who was close to him, and said, "Can you stay away from me with your stinky sweat?"

Fu Zijun ignored him, pressing his hands more firmly on his waist and eyes.

"Damn! Then I'll stay away from you." Han Dengyun saw Yan Lingfeng standing on the top of the arc and making a gesture for him to come forward for the pick-and-roll, and immediately twisted his fat ass and walked forward. He was not careful before leaving. Fu Zijun, who was unprepared, stunned.

Zhao Senming saw Yan Lingfeng making a pick-and-roll gesture. He was taken aback and looked at Yan Lingfeng who was smiling while dribbling the ball. Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from behind, he looked back naturally. .

It's now!

Taking advantage of the short time when Zhao Senming turned and turned his head, Yan Lingfeng, who had been prepared for a while, passed him again with the ball and went straight to the inside line. Han Dengyun touched his head and said to himself in a weird manner: "No Let me block it for you? Why did you pass before I got there?"

Yan Lingfeng obviously couldn't hear Han Dengyun's whispering. He just glanced at Han Dengyun with his eyes as he moved forward at full speed. It was very concealed. At least Fu Zijun hadn't seen it. Seeing Yan Lingfeng rushing up again, Fu Zijun was very fearless. Go forward, ready to rely on his decent bounce and long arms to cover it for a layup or dunk.

Yan Lingfeng looked at Fu Zijun, who was approaching him, with a weird smile. Sun Feiying secretly said that he was not good. He saw Yan Lingfeng's hidden glance and the strange smile now. He did not hesitate at all and immediately let go of his defense. Qingyun forced Han Dengyun, who was walking towards the basket.Han Dengyun is at the basket, while Xiang Qingyun is near the three-point line. You can see which one is more important, and Zhao Senming should also be able to make up his position.

It's a pity that Zhao Senming and him thought of a place to go, and the two rushed to Han Dengyun who was feeling inexplicable almost at the same time.Yan Lingfeng, who was dribbling the ball, stopped suddenly. Suddenly, he stopped less than half a meter in front of Fu Zijun, and then the basketball in his hand popped out, and the target was Xiang Qingyun, which was in the empty position.

Xiang Qingyun caught the pass, dribbled a step into the three-point line, pulled up and shot very elegantly, hit the inner edge of the basket and dropped into the net.

"Yeah! It's tied!" Xiang Qingyun shouted happily, waving his right hand for shooting.

Han Dengyun, who was sandwiched between the two small men, looked depressed, and said dissatisfiedly to Yan Lingfeng: "Are you interested in Xiangziyan? Why do you pass the ball to her brother every time?"

Yan Lingfeng smiled and said: "The role of a center is not just a strong attack under the basket, but a center that can hold the opponent and create open opportunities for his companions is a good center! Dengyun, I am optimistic about you!"

"Oh, this way, if there are girls watching games in the future, you have to pass the ball to me and force me to eat this small ribs. Now, let me play the role of an excellent center forward!" Han Dengyun patted his chest and said with satisfaction.

"This stupid man is very stupid and naive." Sun Feiying said helplessly at Yan Lingfeng who was smiling and conspiring.

In the next attack, Yan Lingfeng passed the ball to Han Dengyun three times in a row, and Han Dengyun passed it out twice. When he received the ball for the third time, he cunningly slammed into Fu Zijun, who had already dropped his vigilance to the lowest point. A scratch to score the ball.

Fu Zijun glared at Yan Lingfeng with a bitter look and complained: "Didn't you say you want this stupid guy to check it? Why do you pass the ball to him continuously?"

Yan Lingfeng shrugged innocently and said: "Because Feiying's defense against Qingyun is very strict! I had to pass it to him."

Sun Feiying saw Fu Zijun's gaze shifted to herself, and said angrily: "Yan Lingfeng, you sly animal, despicable thing!"

In the next time, Yan Lingfeng played his weird pass to the extreme. Under his passing, Han Dengyun and Xiang Qingyun scored frequently, and Yan Lingfeng did not completely give up his attack. After all, his body is already It's not the long-term sickness before rebirth. The extremely fast speed and the changeable breakthrough methods made Zhao Senming, who defended him, a sense of powerlessness. The three of Zhao Sunfu couldn't figure out the direction of the ball. It's over.

In the first game, 6 to 4 achieved a major reversal.

In the second game, the opponent shaved a bald head 6-0.

In the third game, the battle was still 6-0.

"Haha, the top three of the four heavenly kings are nothing but so! It's so easy, so easy, I have zeroed you out before I can show my real strength, we people, I'm so happy today..." Han Dengyun danced. Sang.

Yan Lingfeng walked up to Zhao Senming with an iron face and said: "It's just a game, don't be so obsessed with winning or losing. We are not playing for any honor. Just be happy, just be happy."

Zhao Sen snorted and turned his head aside.

"You are very happy. Except for the first few minutes, we simply couldn't touch the ball at other times. Can we be happy?" Sun Feiying slapped Yan Lingfeng on the shoulder and said distressedly.

"Haha, today you shouldn't underestimate the X factor of Qingyun, this guy is pretty good in shooting and consciousness." Yan Lingfeng smiled.

"I'm a point guard. I didn't expect you to give me a good lesson with passing the ball today. It seems that I have to work hard, otherwise the class team will not be able to mix in the starting position." Zhao Senming said in his heart.

Sun Feiying took off her wet jersey and waved her hands boldly: "Don't think about that much, Ling Feng's bounce, that speed, a perfect small forward, who can't take your position, brothers are gone, I treat you!"

Upon hearing someone treat them, Han Dengyun and Fu Zijun immediately forgot to pinch each other and ran to Sun Feiying together. It seemed that Virtue would have forgotten them both.

Ten minutes later, in a very ordinary Lanzhou noodle restaurant on the Food Street near Shuiyun No.1 Middle School.

Looking at the bowl of ramen with clear broth and water, Han Dengyun's face collapsed with excitement. He pityed himself against the water in the bowl and said, "You just ask us to eat this?"

Sun Feiying nodded and said: "Yeah, what else do you want to eat? I also want to have a drink with everyone, but I have to go to the classroom in the afternoon. If I am found out on the first day of enrollment, I will be punished.

Fu Zijun had already eaten, and muttered: "Why do others choose to pick and choose when they treat guests? Hurry up and eat! I want to take a nap! The book says that I can only grow meat if I sleep more. Only then can I fix you well."

Han Dengyun looked at the piece of noodles in front of him and sighed: "But it's only that. Can I have five bowls?"

Everyone raised their middle finger in contempt.

After eating, they returned to the dormitory and rested for a while. Everyone came to the classroom. The buttocks were still hot. Comrade Pig demon walked in with his front feet and his back feet. First they called everyone to the door of the classroom. Seated.Five tall people from the 501 do their part to occupy the five seats in the last row of the classroom.

When everyone sat down in their seats, the pig demon cleared his throat and stood on the podium and said: "From today, you are the classmates of the same class. I hope everyone can help each other, learn from each other, and strive to make us level 04. Class 8 has been turned into a model class for the whole school. So, first of all, we must choose a class leader. According to the habit, everyone should vote for the decision. But now the students have just enrolled and don’t know each other, so I first appoint a classmate to act for the longest period of time When everyone is familiar, let's choose again, that, who is Song Deming's classmate?"

Yan Lingfeng, who was sitting below, smiled secretly, she was still this honest squad leader!It is all high-sounding words about student elections. After a while, as long as the temporarily designated squad leader can satisfy him, the pig demon will definitely choose to deliberately forget the election of the squad leader.

Song Deming immediately stood up from his seat and replied loudly, "Teacher, I am Song Deming!"

The pig demon seemed to be very satisfied with the candidate he appointed, and nodded, "I want to appoint you to temporarily replace the squad for a long period of time. Are you willing to serve everyone?"

Song Deming nodded in a hurry and replied: "I am willing! I will do my best to help you manage the class and maintain the discipline and order of the class."

The pig demon nodded and said, "Well, then you will take a few classmates with me to the logistics department and take everyone's textbooks and send them out."

Song Deming nodded immediately.

The pig demon motioned Song Deming to sit down and looked around the classroom. After thinking about it, he couldn’t tell. He simply made a concluding remark for this speech: “I hope everyone can adapt to the new high school life as soon as possible, in the shortest possible time. Put yourself into the intense study life. Okay, let’s teach yourself for a while, Song Deming, come with me."

Song Deming got up and looked back. Because his height was relatively feminine, he sat in the middle of the class, which is the front row of the boys, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Who is going to get the book with me?"

For the five King Kong in the back row, Yan Lingfeng was too lazy to do such thankless things; Han Dengyun ate too much, clutching his stomach and groaning; Fu Zijun was wearing a headset and seemed to not hear anything from the monitor; Zhao Senming was lying on the table. Go to bed; Sun Feiying, uh, looked down at a magazine with relish without lifting her head.

However, a few enthusiastic male students volunteered to follow Song Deming out of the classroom. This job was actually quite decent. First, it left a good impression on the pig demon, and then left a good impression on the female students in the class. The best of both worlds was tired. No, why not do it!