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As the final whistle sounded, Ye Mingtian roared angrily to vent the joy, excitement, and excitement in his heart. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yay!!"

The players of Thunderstorm Middle School have happily forgotten themselves, and all kinds of celebratory actions are endless, and the players are hugging each other. Especially players like Situ Wuregret and Tang Xuehui, who are already in their third year of high school, this is their last year in Thunderstorm Middle School, they finally completed the goal of three consecutive championships, and also helped Thunderstorm Middle School complete the ten consecutive championships that are unprecedented and difficult to come.

At this moment, the joy in their hearts is difficult to describe in words.

In the same way, some people rejoice and some grieve.

Most people expected the defeat of the Chinese middle school. Even the players of the Chinese middle school themselves have already made this realization.

But after all, there is a gap between reality and imagination, and when this moment really comes, the bitterness in my heart is still difficult to calm down for a long time, and my eyes are gradually moistened.

Failure is already a common thing for Zhao Xin, and it stands to reason that he should have been used to it for a long time, but he still shed tears unwillingly.

"Coach, Yun Feng fainted. Xiao Ling's anxious voice came, waking up those teammates who were still in grief.

"Hurry him up and take him to the infirmary. Li Hua suddenly remembered the scene when Yun Feng fell to the ground at the last moment, and his heart was in a hurry, and he hurriedly ordered the others.

"I'll do it. Zhao Xin quickly picked up Yun Feng and walked towards the infirmary.

The lights in the hall are colorful again, streamers are flying all over the sky, and the next ceremony is to celebrate the victory of Thunderstorm Middle School.

"Let's go, don't be a background for others. Li Hua said to the players.

The players wiped away their tears and left the stage, which no longer belonged to them.

Soon, the stage was set up in the basketball court, and the host took the microphone and said: "Let us use warm applause to congratulate Leiyu Middle School on winning the championship again, and thank them for bringing us such a wonderful game." ”

"Smack!" "Smack!!" "Smack!!"

The audience clapped their hands excitedly, and the happy appearance was as if they had won the championship, completely ignoring the red hands, and they were really conscientious fans.

"Good, good. The host waved his hand to signal the audience to be quiet, and then continued: "Next, we have invited the ace player of Thunderstorm Middle School, last year's rookie king, this year's MVP, and Ye Mingtian to speak!"

"Wow!" the audience erupted in cheers, and Ye Mingtian's popularity was still very high.

"Nightshade, Nightshade, We Love You!"

Ye Mingtian took the microphone, pulled his throat, and said: "I'm very happy to be this year's MVP, and I also helped Thunderstorm Middle School complete the great cause of ten consecutive championships." First of all, I would like to thank my teammates, I would not have been able to do this without their help. Then, I want to thank my coach for developing me into a good player and for telling me what to do as a good player. Finally, I would like to thank you for your support to Thunderstorm Middle School, it is your encouragement that gives us the strength to struggle, thank you!"

"Wow!" was another enthusiastic clapping cheer.

The host said: "Thank you Ye Mingtian for your speech, next, we have invited the best player in our city so far, Mr. Hong You, who has led the team to win the national runner-up in the National High School Basketball League!

An uncle smiled and picked up the silver trophy and handed it to Ye Mingtian. Yaming took the trophy and held it high. For the rest of the time, it's just celebration, celebration, celebration.

In the infirmary, Ling Hao turned off the TV, he didn't want to see the sad expressions of his teammates anymore. Rudely pulled out the needle from his hand and left the infirmary.

Still wearing a jersey, Ling Hao walked out of the gymnasium and called a taxi.

"Where are you going?" the driver asked.

"Basketball court. Ling Hao was in a very bad mood right now, and he wanted to find a place to calm down.

"Which basketball court?" There are dozens of basketball courts in the city, large and small, and the driver wants more specific information.

"Whatever. Ling Hao replied casually.

"Whatever?" the driver was speechless.

"Recent. Again, it's a simple word.

"The most recent. The driver looked at the Hongyun Arena outside the window and said with a smile: "Didn't you just come out of the nearest basketball court?"

"If you don't open it, forget it. Ling Hao was in no mood to joke with the driver now, so he set off to leave.

"Don't don't, I'll open, I'll open. The driver hurriedly stopped, there was a rare business, and he didn't want to let it go.

Start the engine, press the accelerator, and the car starts.

The driver looked like a talker, and he saw the four black letters 'Chinese Middle School' on Ling Hao's jersey through the rearview mirror, and asked, "You are a player from the Chinese Middle School." ”

Ling Hao looked at the fast-passing scenery outside the window, and did not return to the driver.

The driver was not angry and said to himself: "You are a good team, the players have a lot of potential, and there is a good coach to guide you. Unfortunately, the will of the players is not enough, and the awareness among the teammates needs to be improved. ”

The driver actually knew his team so well, which aroused Ling Hao's curiosity, and he unconsciously glanced at the driver. With a student's face, his skin is a little dark, and he is 18 or 19 years old at most. What surprised Ling Hao was that his height was at least about 2.08 meters, and his palms were extremely large, except for his slightly thin body, he completely looked like a basketball player.

"Who are you?" Ling Hao asked curiously.

"Me?" the driver smiled and said, "My name is Chu Kaixia, I am 18 years old this year, a sophomore in high school, and my hobbies are basketball and driving. One more thing, even though I drive a taxi, I'm not a driver. ”

Ling Hao smiled dryly, thinking, "Who cares about those things behind you, but since you are still a student, where did you get your driver's license?"

The car continued to drive, and Chu Kaixia continued to talk to himself, but Ling Hao was really in no mood to pay attention to him anymore.

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Room 301, Building A, Green Community, H City.

Yun Feng moved his eyelids uncomfortably, woke up slowly, opened his eyes, looked at the familiar ceiling with 'Doraemon' wallpaper, and asked, "Where is this?"

"What's the matter, you even forgot your room?" Qin Yu sat next to Yun Feng.

"How did I end up here. His head was dizzy, and Yun Feng couldn't remember what had happened.

Qin Yu helped Yun Feng sit up and said, "You are tired and faint, it was Zhao Xin and Wen Hao who sent you back." ”

"Oh. Yun Feng snuggled in the arms of the player, remembered his last shot, felt bitter in his heart, and asked, "Did I lose?"

Qin Yu gently stroked Yun Feng's hair and comforted, "Well, it's not your fault. ”

Yun Feng burst into tears and said, "However, I want to win, I have never wanted to win so strongly as this time." ”

"I know. Qin Yu continued to comfort, but he was also a little happy, because he knew that after this defeat, Yun Feng would become stronger.

Yun Feng stopped talking, and cried quietly in Qin Yu's arms, silently tasting the taste of failure.

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At the same time, the finals of the Beijing Division of the National High School Basketball League also came to an end. After 40 minutes of fierce battle, defending champion Agni High School managed to win the divisional title.

Outside the Dragon Pattern Arena, a group of reporters were waiting, because they were not famous, so they were not qualified to enter the stadium, so they could only squat outside.

"It's out, it's out!"

With excited shouts, the players of Agni Middle School who had changed their clothes walked out of the stadium, and a group of reporters immediately swarmed up and surrounded them.

"That's the captain, hurry up and interview him. An old reporter said to a young reporter.

Following the old reporter's fingers, a young man two meters away with a serious expression was walking towards them, looking at his steady eyes, he should be the captain.

The young reporter squeezed through the crowd in front of him and desperately handed the microphone to the teenager.

"Smack!"

The old reporter patted the young reporter on the head, pulled him back, and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"Interview Captain. The young reporter's voice was full of grievances.

"Is it okay for the captain to be there. ”

The old reporter was referring to a young man who was more than 1.9 meters behind this tall boy.

"He's the captain of Agni Middle School, Lin Zhe"

"Not really. ”

The young reporter was a little skeptical, because at this time Lin Zhe was holding a lot of microphones, smiling and answering the reporter's questions, looking at his hippie smiling face, how could he not be equated with the solemn captain in his memory, but like a newcomer who had just joined, eager to be in the limelight.

However, the young reporter guessed correctly, Lin Zhe is indeed a newcomer who only joined the basketball team this year, but there is no doubt that he is the captain.

And if you look closely at Lin Zhe's appearance, you will find that it is somewhat similar to Ye Mingtian. Especially those eyes, the same confidence and pride.

"Why are you still stunned, go quickly!" the old reporter couldn't help but push the young reporter.

"Okay. The young reporter once again showed his hard work, squeezed in from the crowd, put the microphone in front of Lin Zhe, and asked loudly: "Who do you think is your real opponent!!"

Suddenly, Lin Zhe stopped, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he glanced coldly at the microphone in front of him.

Seeing Lin Zhe's cold expression, the young reporter immediately panicked, wondering if he had said something that he shouldn't have said.

The scene also fell silent because of Lin Zhe's silence.

After a long time, Lin Zhe picked up the young reporter's microphone and said seriously: "Yunfeng, I'm waiting for you here." ”

After speaking, Lin Zhe threw the microphone back to the young reporter, and left without looking back, surrounded by the security guards.

"Eh, boy, what did you ask him?" the old reporter hurriedly ran over and asked sternly.

"I asked him who he was already up against. The young reporter replied nervously.

"You're amazing!" the old reporter suddenly smiled and hugged the young reporter, "Do you know that the questions that can be answered seriously by the captain of Agni Middle School are meaningful questions." You kid, you definitely have a future in the future. ”

"Yun Feng, who is this?" a reporter asked.

"I don't know, I haven't heard of it. ”

"It doesn't matter who he is, he's an opponent that the captain of Agni Middle School has personally identified. Hurry up and check to see if you're playing in which region. ”

"Yes, yes, hurry up and check. ”