Chapter 143: A Little Test of the Knife Up

As the sun sets, the orange-yellow sunlight gently sprinkles on the ground of the playground, casting a layer of dusk on the entire playground. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Zhang Yufeng squinted his eyes and looked at one of the players on the court, there were six people in total.

"Are these my future teammates?" He thought, slightly excited in his heart, wanting to know the strength of these teammates.

The player standing on the edge of the court frowned slightly, and thought very unhappily, what is the attitude of this new student? As if he hadn't heard, he stood there motionless.

He was not happy and said in a louder voice, almost shouting, "Dude, can you pick up the ball?" ā€

Zhang Yufeng was awakened by this shout, nodded hurriedly, bent down to pick up the basketball on the grass at his feet, and with a slight flick of his wrist, the basketball flew straight out and flew in front of the player with unmistakable accuracy.

The player catches the incoming basketball with his hands open.

Because the strength of the basketball is very large, he feels a little numb, and he looked at Zhang Yufeng with some surprise, with a little curiosity in his eyes. The basketball that flew straight just now couldn't be passed without strong wrist strength.

"Thanks!" He nodded slightly, turned and threw the ball onto the field, and started playing again.

"Let's go! Let's hurry to eat, I'm hungry! Han Yanshuo touched his stomach and urged.

Zhang Yufeng shook his head, suddenly changed his mind, and his eyes flashed brightly, "You go eat first, I'll watch here for a while to see the basketball level of our school team!" ā€

"Looks like you're really interested in this basketball!" Han Yanshuo said, "But I can remind you that although our school team is very good in the city, it is also very difficult to enter, and you need to go through several rounds of assessment, if you really want to enter the school team, you must have very solid basketball skills." ā€

"Well, I know, thanks for the reminder." Zhang Yufeng had a smile on his face, looked at Han Yanshuo with a different emotion in his eyes, and thought with a somewhat naughty mentality, "Since you don't know, then I won't tell you first, and I'll give you a surprise later!" ā€

"Then I'll go eat first." Han Yanshuo's voice was low, no longer as lively as just now, and he felt a little lonely when he thought of going to the cafeteria to eat alone.

"I'll get to you in the evening." Zhang Yufeng said, not noticing the change in Han Yanshuo's tone, all his thoughts are now on the basketball court not far away.

"Looking for me at night? Why? Uncle Ben, I don't sell my body! Han Yanshuo pretended to be nervous, holding his collar with both hands.

"Fuck off!" Zhang Yufeng smiled angrily, "I'll talk to you for a while." ā€

"It's okay!" Han Yanshuo instantly regained his smile, waved his hand, and walked towards the cafeteria alone.

Zhang Yufeng turned around and walked to the edge of the basketball court to watch the performance of the school players.

After watching it for a few minutes, he had an urge to turn around and leave, saying that the basketball level of the school team was poor, but he didn't expect it to be like this, played five or six rounds, and only scored one goal, and the basketball skills shown by everyone were also quite poor, and the discerning people could see at a glance that their foundation was quite weak, and there were two people who dribbled to watch the ball, and they couldn't even do blind dribbling, only one player wearing the No. 11 jersey was slightly better, and the technical movements were very standardized and standard, and they had undergone formal training at a glance.

"That's it? How to rise? I'm afraid only Kobe Bryant is here to save them! Zhang Yufeng muttered to himself, suddenly feeling that he was under a lot of pressure, if he really let himself lead these people in front of him to play in the league, I am afraid that he will enter the quarterfinals at most, and may not even be able to enter the quarterfinals.

He hid his face, couldn't help but let out a sigh, and shook his head helplessly.

"Hey! Dude, what do you mean? If you don't want to watch, you can not watch, what does it mean to sigh here? A voice tinged with anger came.

Zhang Yufeng looked up and saw that it was the player who had let him pick up the ball before who was talking.

"Zico, what do you care about him? A new student may have never seen basketball before, and now he can't read it, so sigh, leave him alone, let's continue to play. Another player said, in a relaxed tone, but with a mocking meaning between the lines.

Zhang Yufeng raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the player who mocked him, and suddenly had no good impression of him, and even a little disgusted.

It's a face that doesn't get beaten, no wonder it's so rude to speak.

The player named Zico frowned, and seemed to be reluctant to hear such words, but because his teammate also understood his teammate's temperament, he didn't say anything.

He was unlucky today, he was unlucky in everything, and he didn't feel good when he played, so he was a little anxious and a little angry, after a miss, he happened to see Zhang Yufeng hiding his face and sighing, so he thought it was mocking him, so he couldn't help but say something.

"Dude, are you talking? Were you laughing at me? Seeing that Zhang Yufeng was silent, Qi Ke continued.

"Which eye do you see me laughing at you?" Zhang Yufeng asked rhetorically, feeling quite unhappy, and even more unhappy when he thought that he would be teammates with these people in the future, so he unconsciously carried emotions in his tone.

"If you don't laugh at me, then what are you hiding your face and sighing?" Qi Ke asked, his voice became heavier, and his tone became colder, wondering if this kid had come here on purpose today.

"I didn't laugh at you, I didn't mean to laugh, I just think your basketball skills are really good." Zhang Yufeng looked at them with his eyes and said very seriously.

The players looked at his serious expression and felt humiliated.

"Boy, what did you say?" The previous student who had mocked Zhang Yufeng was suddenly angry, stepped forward, and stared at him with a hideous face.

"Are you part of the First Varsity Team?" Zhang Yufeng was not afraid, and continued to ask.

"Yes!" Qi Ke said in a deep voice, "It's because we are on the school team that you are not allowed to insult us. ā€

"I'm just stating a fact!" Zhang Yufeng continued, "You are angry because I told the truth, so you are angry! ā€

"Bastard, you just arrived at school and you were so crossy, and you will pay it back in the future, I won't teach you a lesson today, it's really no one on our school team!" Again, the player who underbeat the ball, waving his fist, was about to do it.

"Pang Yongfei!" A soft shout stopped him, and it was the player wearing No. 11 who behaved well in Zhang Yufeng's eyes.

"Yu Jiang!" Pang Yongfei said with a glare, very dissatisfied with what he stopped just now.

"It is not with fists to teach a lesson." Yu Jiang said, and turned to look at Zhang Yufeng, "Listening to your tone, you seem to be very confident in your skills?" ā€

Zhang Yufeng nodded lightly.

"Shall we Bibi then?" Yu Jiang said in a provocative tone, throwing the basketball in his hand at Zhang Yufeng.

"Compare to compare!" Zhang Yufeng reached out to catch the basketball and walked towards the court.