Chapter 50: Takeshi Kaneshiro retreats

A falling ball rolled in front of Su Can with a "gurgling", bent down and hugged it, Xiao Jiang Quinoa had an expression on his face that he couldn't bear to witness, "It's over!" 'Third-rate technology', throw it quickly, throw it to Sister Lin!"

The two of them on Zhao Lu's side were even more vigilant, the relatively tall and strong body blocked Lin Luoran to death, and let Lin Luoran get the ball, which was palpitating, to be honest, if it weren't for the fact that this girl was now panting and her physical strength was declining significantly, it would be impossible for them to pull the score away.

Zhao Lu, who was originally blocking Lin Xuanwu, pursed his lips and smiled, and began to put aside Lin Xuanwu, who was slow and twisting due to physical exertion, and came towards Su Can.

Although Su Can is also a little tired among the four people on his side, he is the one with the lowest physical consumption, after all, he has fewer opportunities to get the ball, and he has less time to keep the ball in his hands, Wang Weiwei and others can see that Su Can is the opponent's "ball lifter", as long as he gives the ball to Su Can, he will definitely change hands as soon as he changes hands.

It was Zhao Lu who came to Su Can, spread his hands widely, and made a bear-hugging gesture, signaling that the surroundings were blocked, and he couldn't escape from his blockade line, pointed to the ball in Su Can's hand, and smiled, "Give it to me." ”

Jiang Quinoa was excited about Zhao Lu's blatant coolness, "Cut! You think you are Stephen Chow!"

Su Can raised his head and saw the white swaying rebound from a distance, as well as the iron ring on the rebound, under this iron ring, Wang Weiwei, Lin Xuanwu, and even Lin Luoran and others were all held in the corner by the opponent's tall body, but their physical strength was overdrawn and they couldn't resist.

Su Can was thinner than the next generation, and he understood that his final choice might not be to give the ball to Zhao Lu obediently, or be snatched away by him, it was the same result, and he had one last choice.

The palm of the hand fits the round ball, and then adducts, it becomes a five-finger ball, and the other hand holds the ball, Su Can's slender fingers have a kind of slenderness suitable for playing the piano, although it is a little swollen because of the recent play, but it does not affect the opponent to grasp the weight of the whole ball, the arc circle, and the position and height that he can leap under the exertion of force.

Su Can thought that maybe this was Lin Luoran's so-called ball sense, and it was also the feeling and grasp of the ball that he had accumulated under the unremitting dribbling training in recent times.

Stability! Lin Luoran kept mentioning the word between his words, referring to the stability of his heart, but now, Su Can also has the stability of his movements.

He jumped off the ground, and the feeling of being light and fluttering was natural in the sun, so Wang Weiwei and the others naturally saw him rising from Zhao Lu's back, holding the ball with both hands.

Zhao Lu jumped up subconsciously, his ape-like hand reached out, and his heart flashed like lightning, "Dying and struggling!"

No, it's not a pass! Wang Weiwei's eyes narrowed.

Lin Luoran is already preparing to rebound.

Long body, both hands held the ball out, and the ball left Su Can's hand in an arc that fit some kind of reason, and flew towards the void, without an afterimage in the sun, over everyone's heads.

Liu Yuran's tender face couldn't help but boil with blood, Xiao Jiang Quinoa struggled to raise his hand, and he had already scolded desperately, "Third-rate technology, you throw it indiscriminately"

Almost silently, the ball hit the hoop basket for a moment, raised a little high, and then poured straight into the frame and landed.

"!" Xiao Jiang's last scolding broke the silence of the moment, but she had already covered her mouth tightly.

Zhao Lu and the others looked at each other.

"Careless!" said one of the men indignantly as he picked up the ball again.

"It's nothing! It's just that this guy's shit is a little lucky!It's not over yet!" Zhao Lu gritted his teeth.

The ball game continued, but some of the rules changed, the ball that would not have been passed to Su Can at all was now lost to Su Can by Wang Weiwei, Lin Xuanwu, and Lin Luoran when the opportunity came, and then Su Can often jumped off the ground and shot on the spot. The dangerous trajectory of basketball has repeatedly made this game with a bit of lake breeze hot.

Even under the harassment of a few people in the end, Su Can also maintained more than half of the hit rate, often after the interception, Su Can jumped, although the people on Zhao Lu's side were relatively tall, and they were slightly powerful under Su Can's block, but after Su Can's instant jump shot, the disadvantage became history.

In the end, Zhao Lu and the others' initial frivolity disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by an angry stare at Su Can, this rookie's grasp of the ball sense and accurate shooting skills have made them feel cold from the bottom of their hearts, as long as the ball falls into his hands, the four of them will "chuckle" in their hearts As expected, Su Can didn't have any fancy dribbling, and he didn't even take two steps, as soon as the ball arrived, he immediately took it out of his hand, and flew above their heads every time, and if Su Can missed, this group of people was as surprised as if their parents forgot to check their unfinished homework tasks one day.

In Zhao Lu's eyes, the clear sky was full of clouds.

Sometimes he is angry and scolds, "You can't take two more steps with the ball!"

"I'm sorry, not really. Su Can's words almost didn't block Zhao Lu's ventricular valve twitching, they were not afraid of fighting, they were afraid that this kind of brainless long-range sniping would kill them ball by ball.

17:13。 19:17。 19:23 set the score.

Zhao Lu slammed the ground with the ball and bounced high, making some people around him feel slightly nervous. Thought a conflict was inevitable.

Wang Wei Weilin Crepe Dance gathered invisibly, fighting, right, they are really not afraid.

Zhao Lu looked at Su Can in a daze, but sneered, and walked up to Su Can, "You rookie three-point shooting is quite accurate, let's get to know it." Although the three people next to him were not convinced, no one had a temper and was smashed out by Su Can's three-point shot.

Without waiting for Su Can to speak, Wang Weiwei grabbed Su Can's neck with one hand and faced Zhao Lu with a little pride, "Su Can, my brother!"

Looking at Wang Weiwei's expression, Zhao Lu gritted his teeth, stared at Su Can with a somewhat misguided expression in his eyes, and then turned his head, "Cheng, let's go!"

Liu Yuran, Jiang Quinoa, and a few little guys who came over unconsciously rushed forward and cheered.

In the afternoon, when Lin Luoran left Su Can to eat, Su Can shook his head, "I came here today to deliver goods to my family, and I happened to think that you are also here, so I will go back first, I have a good day today, and I will come back to play later." ”

"You kid has to come often!" Because of the heavy injury to Zhao Lu, Lin Xuanwu had already regarded Su Can as their brother, and his tone was very reluctant.

"You can see you at school, too. Su Can smiled.

Lin Xuanwu stopped talking, Lin Luoran was also thoughtful, Su Can knew that children like them seemed to be free, but in fact, the trajectory of life was not so simple, today they would run to Xia Hai to study when adults at home were unrestrained, and tomorrow they might turn back to the city where they were, for ordinary people, fate is the same thing as fate, fixed trajectory, difficult to change.

For them, fate is actually like this day, this cloud, the world is so big, but it is difficult to find their own trajectory.

Su Can's rebirth is not only changing his fate, but also gradually influencing the people around him through all aspects of the details.

Seeing off Su Can, who was returning to the city by car around the lake, at the station on the Huanhu Highway outside the hotel, Jiang Qu, who was only thirteen years old, looked in that direction, and Liu Yuran, who fell behind the crowd with her, scratched his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Jiang smiled with a "hehe", her cheeks were flushed, very delicate, it was not difficult to see the appearance of the future beauty embryo, "I don't want to marry Takeshi Kaneshiro, let's marry Su Can!"

Liu Yuran pulled the curly hair in front of his forehead with his hand, and pretended to be old-fashioned and said, "That's very complicated."

Jiang Quinoa nodded "um" and looked at Lin Luoran's back, "It's very complicated, and Sister Lin exists!"

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Call out the collection and tickets, brother, shake hands!

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