In the hospital closest to Tung Wah Middle School, a group of sweaty students rushed into the hospital under the leadership of a middle-aged uncle, causing the surrounding nurses and patients to look sideways. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What do you guys do?" A rather stern and somewhat majestic voice rang out.

The crowd stopped and saw a middle-aged nurse standing in the middle of the aisle, blocking their way.

"Hello nurse." Chen Feng hurriedly explained, "We are from the Kangxian No. 3 Middle School team, and one of my players was injured in the game just now and was sent to this hospital, do you know?" ”

The nurse looked thoughtful, and after a while, suddenly said, "I remember, there was indeed a student who was sent here because of an ankle injury, and there was a girl with him." ”

"Yes, yes! That's him! Chen Feng said excitedly, "Do you know which ward he is in?" ”

"Looks like it's in room 101." The nurse said, I want to say something more, Chen Feng has already led everyone to 101.

"Wang Xu!" Walking into the room, Chen Feng saw Wang Xu lying on the bed at a glance.

"Coach Chen!" , Tang Zixia was sitting next to him, and when he heard Chen Feng's voice, he quickly stood up and said hello politely.

"Coach." When Wang Xu saw Chen Feng, he also sat up.

Before Chen Feng could say anything, the players from Kangxian No. 3 Middle School rushed in and greeted Wang Xu after seeing him.

"Captain, how are you?"

"Captain, is there anything wrong with you?"

Listening to everyone's concerned greetings, Wang Xu's heart welled up with warmth, and his red eyes became even redder, obviously he had cried before.

"Did you win the game?" His voice trembled.

Ren Qinwei hurriedly said: "Of course we won, we won by 16 points, and we completely abused the opponent." ”

"It's good to win, it's good to win." Wang Xu said again and again, his voice was full of excitement, but also a little sad.

Everyone fell silent, looking at Wang Xu, who was wrapped in white bandages on his feet, with a sad look on his face.

"How's your injury?" Chen Feng asked at this time, his voice was very soft, but it was very warm, and he no longer had the serious image he had on weekdays.

"It's okay, it's just a twist and a few weeks off." Wang Xu barely showed a smile, and he didn't want everyone to worry about him.

"That's good!" Chen Feng said, his tense nerves were also loosened, and his tone was also relaxed.

"Hmmm! It's just ......" Wang Xu said softly, and after a moment of silence, his voice trembled and choked a little, "It's just that I can't participate in future competitions." ”

The crowd was silent.

I can't participate in future games, this sentence is heavy, and everyone listens to it heavily, this sentence means that his junior high school basketball career is over, and if he wants to play again, he doesn't know what year and month it is, and his basketball dream has not yet been realized......

There was silence, and the atmosphere during the holiday gradually became oppressive, and a sadness filled it.

Tang Zixia held her little hand, and her face also showed a trace of sadness.

It was she who accompanied Wang Xu to the hospital, and she also saw the grief-stricken expression when the doctor told him about his injuries, so she deeply knew how difficult it was for him to say this.

In the end, it was Wang Xu who took the lead in speaking, breaking the dull and sad atmosphere, "Don't be sad, everyone, although I can't play, I can come to the scene to cheer for you, and when the time comes, you don't drop the chain, and strive to win a championship for our school." ”

"Captain, don't worry, we'll win the championship." Liu Weiqiang's eyes were slightly red, and he said heavily.

"Yes! Captain, don't worry. ”

Everyone followed suit.

Needless to say, the veteran team members have a three-year friendship with Wang Xu and have a very deep relationship, while these new team members such as Zhang Yufeng, although they have only been with Wang Xu for a month, have established a deep friendship and admire Wang Xu very much.

"Alright." Chen Feng spoke at a critical moment, "Wang Xu needs to rest, don't disturb him, go back." ”

"Coach!" Everyone hurriedly said that they wanted to stay a little longer.

"Let's go back." Chen Feng said sternly.

Everyone had no choice but to leave the room.

"Coach, you should go back too, I haven't had a good rest in the past few days to prepare for the game, and I will have a good rest when I go back today." Wang Xu said, calming down.

"No, I have to stay with you." Chen Feng said, his tone as stubborn as a child.

"No, I'm fine here, I have a nurse sister to help me, I'm fine, the doctor said I can be discharged tomorrow, and you will come to pick me up then." Wang Xu said softly.

"Zixia, you can go back too, I'm tired of the day today, go back and rest early." He said again.

Tang Zixia looked up at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng nodded helplessly, and the two of them exited the room together and returned to the hotel with everyone.

After returning to the hotel, eating and taking a shower, everyone fell asleep, and when they woke up again, it was already more than nine o'clock in the night.

Everyone was called into his room by Chen Feng and made a summary.

Each team member conducted a self-evaluation and review, and summarized for half an hour.

"Okay, after the summary, everyone disperses, go to bed early, and get up tomorrow morning to train." Chen Feng finally said.

The team members nodded and were about to leave, when he suddenly said: "By the way, the latest battle report in the afternoon has come out, and the No. 7 Middle School defeated Yabo Middle School in Guhong District by 30 points and successfully advanced to the quarterfinals. ”

Everyone was silent because of the shock, the 30-point difference, seven must be stronger, how weak the opponent must be to play such a huge point difference.

Zhang Yufeng stood at the back, clenched his fists, frowned slightly, and felt a hint of heaviness.

The team members went out of the room and returned to their respective rooms, but they didn't notice that Zhang Yufeng quietly left the hotel with a basketball in his hand and walked towards the nearby park basketball court.

When I came to the basketball court, the huge searchlight illuminated the court as if it was daytime, and there was no one on the court, and it was quiet all around, only the name of the autumn cicada.

Zhang Yufeng took off his coat, put it on the ground, and slapped the ball into the court to start practicing.

'Bang bang bang', the sound of the basketball in contact with the ground is particularly pleasant in this quiet night.

Zhang Yufeng felt the constant friction between the basketball in his hand and his fingertips, and his heart was slightly excited.

"Let's take 100 shots first and warm up!" He whispered to himself, holding the ball with both hands, bending his knees slightly, his feet apart, his wrists in an inverted V shape, his elbows bent at 90 degrees, his eyes looking at the basket, raising his elbows, holding the ball with his left hand, and flicking his right wrist lightly to pull the basketball out.

The basketball arced in a beautiful arc under the searchlight and fell into the hoop flawlessly.

Zhang Yufeng condensed slightly, enjoying the pleasure of hollowing.

Subsequently, he maintained his standard shooting motion and completed a hundred shots in one go.

He hugged the basketball, wiped the sweat from his forehead, showed a trace of perseverance in his eyes, and said to himself seriously: "Start practicing leaning back now, you must practice it tonight!" ”

He dribbles, breaks, pulls, jumps, leans back, and shoots.

"Bell!" The basketball hit the front of the hoop and bounced out.

"The angle is off, and the shooting stance is a little deformed." Zhang Yufeng muttered to himself, here again.

"Bell!" Still striking iron!

"There's no problem with the shooting position, and the power is a little bit hit." He picked up the basketball, ran beyond the three-point line, and repeated the previous action again.

"Bell!" Then the iron was struck.

Zhang Yufeng shook his head, a little helpless, "The strength is small, and the angle is also off." ”

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