"If you don't play basketball now, you can play it in college in the future, but you only have three years in high school, and if you miss it, you may regret it for the rest of your life."

He once comforted himself for such a reason, plus the basketball of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School was really weak and pitiful, even if he joined the school team, he couldn't make a storm in the high school world of Xuanyang City, so he chose to give up and chose to be silent.

In a year's time, I thought that I had completely put down basketball and devoted myself to studying, but it wasn't until not long ago that he realized that he was wrong, especially in the new semester after hearing that Zhang Yufeng had joined the school basketball team, his calm heart began to be restless again, and then he now that no matter how he meditated and tried to control his thoughts, he didn't think about basketball, but to no avail. I dreamed that I was back in junior high school, running freely on the basketball court.

Even so, he doesn't plan to get back into basketball, but has been comforting himself.

I've been persevering for a year, and now I'm giving up, isn't it a failure, persist, I must persevere, and I can't waste the opportunity left to me by God's favor.

Thinking so, he no longer looked at the sky outside, but closed his eyes and breathed deeply, trying to calm the throbbing heart.

After a moment, he opened his eyes, picked up his pen, lowered his head, and began to look at the scroll full of words on the table again.

"Luo Wenhao, someone is looking for you." At this moment, a careless shout came from the door of the classroom.

Luo Wenhao raised his head, a little strange, looked at the table below, it was only more than ten minutes before the self-study, who would come to him at this time?

He put down his pen, got up, and compared with the small desk, he looked so tall and burly, put the paper on the table away, and walked towards the outside of the classroom.

"It's out!" Zhang Yufeng looked at the door of the classroom and said with a serious expression.

He looked at Luo Wenhao, his heart full of emotion.

I haven't seen him for two years, Luo Wenhao has not only grown taller, but also become thinner, or his muscles have become thicker, his face used to be a little fat, but now it is angular, looking a little vicissitudes and more mature.

Zhang Yufeng looked at his muscular figure, and was slightly happy in his heart, it can be seen from those vaguely revealed muscle lines that he did not carry the exercise of the body, otherwise it would be impossible to maintain such a good figure.

Even if he is still exercising, it means that he still loves sports, or he still loves basketball deep down, then there is hope to persuade him to join the school team!

Luo Wenhao also saw Zhang Yufeng, with a complicated expression, with a lot of emotions in his eyes, and a lot of emotion.

I still remember the match between his No. 9 Middle School and Zhang Yufeng's Kangxian No. 3 Middle School in the semifinals two years ago.

That game can be described as earth-shattering, the two sides fought until the last moment, and finally relied on Tang Fei's excellent swing to end the game.

Although they won the competition, Zhang Yufeng's performance left him with indelible memories, and now when he thinks about it, he still remembers it vividly, and he still has a little excitement in his heart.

He once thought that Zhang Yufeng would rule the league for the next two years, but he didn't expect Zhang Yufeng to disappear and be nowhere to be found, and when he heard the news of Zhang Yufeng again, it was a few days ago, and now Zhang Yufeng is standing opposite him, which makes him feel unreal.

He had already guessed Zhang Yufeng's intention, but still said, "Is there anything you have to do with me?" ”

"Hey, hey!" Han Yanshuo said with a smile: "You are Han Yanshuo, we are from the school team, my name is Han Yanshuo, and his name is Zhang Yufeng." ”

"Hmm!" Luo Wenhao said calmly, "I haven't seen you for two years, I didn't expect to see you here." ”

"I didn't expect you to waste your basketball talent and give up basketball when you get to high school." Zhang Yufeng said, straight to the point.

"Huh." Luo Wenhao showed a faint smile, "Since I have been admitted to Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School, I naturally have to put my time and energy into studying, basketball is a hobby after all, and learning is the right thing!" ”

"Maybe you will be admitted to a good university, but you will still regret that in such a good year, you wasted your talent and hid your love of basketball in your heart, and many years later, you will regret why you didn't have the courage to pursue your dreams and do what you want to do." Zhang Yufeng's tone was calm, but it had a different meaning in Luo Wenhao's ears.

He didn't answer because he didn't know how to answer, in fact, what Zhang Yufeng said was also what he had been thinking about.

No one knows whether they are right or wrong, good or bad when they make a choice, but it is better to choose according to your heart than to choose involuntarily, and there may be regrets, but at least you will not regret it.

Zhang Yufeng saw that he didn't speak, knowing that his heart was shaking, so he continued to attack violently, and said: "I can see that your heart still loves basketball, and your eyes tell me that you are still eager to run on the basketball court, maybe because of the weakness of the team, you won't consider it, but now it's different, not only I joined the team, but also several potential high school freshmen joined the team, and the school also spent a lot of money to hire a coach who has participated in international competitions, if you can join the team, Then our strength is at the championship level, and we have hope to chase the championship! ”

Luo Wenhao was still silent, but his heart was in endless entanglement.

Reason told him that he should refuse Zhang Yufeng's request, but the beating heart in his chest and the hot blood flowing in his body stimulated him and encouraged him to accept Zhang Yufeng's request.

Zhang Yufeng said again: "I really hope you can join our team, you and Tang Fei created the glory of No. 9 Middle School together, and today I hope to work with you to write the legend of No. 1 Middle School." ”

His tone was no longer calm, but became agitated, because these words were from the heart! He is hungry for the championship and eager to win, so he is hungry for Luo Wenhao to join the team!

Han Yanshuo stood aside, listening to these words, his eyes were full of tears, his face was full of emotion, he secretly glanced at Zhang Yufeng, and thought in his heart, ", are you telling the truth or not, it's so sensational, I want to cry when I hear it!" ”

Zhang Yufeng also glanced at Han Yanshuo, who was slightly choked, and scolded in his heart: "I'm saying this to Luo Wenhao, you are a fart here!" ”

Luo Wenhao's body trembled slightly, obviously his blood was boiling with these words, and he almost nodded and agreed, he had a dream, and he also wanted to chase his dream, Zhang Yufeng undoubtedly gave him a chance and gave him hope!

Just as he was about to speak, a piercing bell suddenly sounded in the corridor, which not only interrupted Luo Wenhao's words, but also interrupted his impulsive heart.

"Hurry up, the bell is ringing, and class will start soon!" Han Yanshuo said urgently.

Zhang Yufeng nodded, "I hope you can think carefully about what I said, no matter what, I respect your decision, but I hope to see you on the basketball court." ”

After that, he turned around and left, Han Yanshuo looked at Luo Wenhao, then at Zhang Yufeng's back, turned around and chased after him.

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