No one spoke, everyone was watching him, waiting for his answer!

Zhang Yufeng glanced at everyone and said in a firm tone: "The future is illusory, besides, what if I come to the United States to study, what will Zhao Mengshan do?" I'm not going to leave her behind, so I'm going to play now. ”

"Hey!" Yang Juncheng was happy, but he didn't expect that he was still thinking about Zhao Mengshan at this moment, but this is indeed a tricky problem, fortunately he didn't make the decision for him at that time, otherwise it would be a big trouble.

"Yu Feng." Ren Qinwei looked at him and shook his head gently, for him, the outcome of the game may no longer matter, he just wants Zhang Yufeng to be safe.

"Don't worry! I'm fine! Zhang Yufeng smiled.

He smiled easily and brightly, and made this decision, and the pressure just now disappeared.

"Okay, in that case, then Zhang Yufeng replaces Zhao Jiwei, and we will fight again in the last 4 minutes!" Yang Juncheng said, suddenly there was a feeling of seeing the clouds and seeing the sun.

If Zhang Yufeng comes back, then it will be embarrassing to lose this game, and now that Zhang Yufeng is back, even if he loses, he will lose happily, and he will not necessarily lose!

"Good!" The crowd shouted and returned to the court.

"You are my divine soldier!" Yang Juncheng looked at Zhang Yufeng's back and muttered softly, remembering that when the two sides met for the first time, it was still an interesting picture.

The game continued, and Zhang Yufeng's return made the fans even more crazy, shouting his name one after another, even if his voice was hoarse, he didn't care.

80：93！ Zhang Yufeng read silently, rubbing his hands vigorously, he was not on the court for a few minutes, and his hands were a little cold now.

His hands are cold, but his body is hot, and his soul is hot!

The national youth team attacked, Zhang Yufeng ran, his speed was a little slower, and his steps were a little staggering.

Seeing this, the fans knew that it was not that he was injured, but that he was strong enough to fight.

Many female fans at the scene covered their mouths with tears in their eyes, both moved and distressed.

The domestic fans who were waiting in front of the TV to watch the live broadcast looked at the limping figure on the TV screen, and they were even more in tears, and they didn't know why, they just wanted to cry.

When the live broadcaster played Zhang Yufeng's return, Zhao Mengshan, Han Yanshuo, Luo Wenhao, Ye Jun, Ding Chaowen, Li Jing and others cheered excitedly, but when they saw the live broadcaster say that Zhang Yufeng returned with an injury, everyone's hearts sank to a low point.

The teammates of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School looked at the photo of Zhang Yufeng sent by the live broadcaster, the fiery No. 24 was eye-catching and dazzling, and they couldn't help but think of the last final of the Xuanyang High School League last year, Zhang Yufeng also left the field because of injury, and finally came out of the player tunnel, with dreams and beliefs, staged the return of the king, and finally defeated Xuanyang No. 4 Middle School and won the first championship trophy in the history of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School.

Those exciting images and passionate years are still vivid in my mind, as if they happened yesterday.

Last time it was just an ordinary stumbling foot, but what about this time? They couldn't see the live TV, so they didn't know how badly Zhang Yufeng was injured, and they were all worried, hoping that everything would be fine.

Zhao Mengshan lay on her bed, looking at the words typed out on the screen of her mobile phone, her tears were full of tears, and she whispered, "What a fool, what a fool, why are you so unreassuring?" ”

She really wanted to stay next to Zhang Yufeng now and spend these difficult moments with him, but unfortunately she couldn't, she could only stare at the phone screen and look at those few lines, and then fantasize about the scene on the court, thinking about that distressing figure, and missing his words and deeds.

In the Los Angeles Arena, Zhang Yufeng didn't know his teammates' worries, nor did he know Zhao Mengshan's team's thoughts and distress, the only thing he wanted to do now was to win this game, even if it was to bet on the future.

"What can a cripple do? It's also a drag on your teammates when you come back, I advise you to go out early and rest, you can't win! The Australian player who defended him scoffed.

"Humph!" Zhang Yufeng snorted coldly, and suddenly ran up, and then Chen Tianyu's cover ran from left to right around the bottom corner.

Ji Fan broke through the ball to Ren Qinwei, Ren Qinwei continued to break through to attract the defense, and then passed the ball to Zhang Yufeng.

Standing outside the three-point line, he didn't hesitate, raised his hand and shot!

"Huh!" The basketball crosses a beautiful arc and goes into the net steadily!

"Good shot." The fans in the stadium cheered enthusiastically, and this three-point shot was like a booster, which put the hanging hearts of all the fans in their stomachs.

Even if you are injured, you are still unstoppable!

83：93！ The national youth team is 10 points behind.

The Australian team attacked, seeing Zhang Yufeng sad, the opponent also singled him this point, and jumped up to shoot without shaking off with his back turned around, in the opponent's opinion, he has lost his jumping ability, so he can shoot easily.

Unfortunately, it backfired, and the player clearly underestimated a heart that wanted to win.

"Smack!" With a crisp sound, Zhang Yufeng flew the basketball fan out directly with a big hat.

He was still jumping so high that he looked like a normal person, looking directly at the Australian player.

"Attack!" The basketball was picked up by Ji Fan, and then rushed to the front court.

The players of the national youth team all rushed towards the front, but Zhang Yufeng stood in place after falling to the ground and did not dare to move.

Because of the pain in his ankle when he landed, the sharp pain made his cold sweat instantly soak his back.

"Persistence, persistence, you must hold on!" He relented for a few seconds, biting his lip, and slowly moving towards the front with a pale face.

"This kid, why didn't he listen to what he said he wouldn't let him jump hard?" The team doctor stood on the sidelines and said anxiously, his face full of worry.

"What the hell is going on with his ankle?" Yang Juncheng asked.

"I'm not optimistic that he'll need to be further examined if he has any bones, but the jump now will aggravate his injury." The team doctor said.

"Then I'll replace him!" Yang Juncheng said, raising his hand to call a timeout.

The team doctor hurriedly grabbed him, shook his head gently, looked at Zhang Yufeng, who was still running the court, and said softly: "Let him continue to stay on the field!" ”

"But ......"

"Even if you call a timeout, you can't convince him to play." The team doctor said, thinking of the stubborn and determined face he had seen in the locker room.

"It's also ......" Yang Juncheng touched his head and thought to himself, who can stop a player with a champion's heart from chasing victory?

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