In the early morning, the morning sun is rising, the sun is bright and gentle, it seems to be warm, but in fact the air is full of coolness, different from the sultry heat in the south all day and night, in the north, even in the hot summer, there will be great cold in the morning, and people who travel will more or less put on a layer of clothing to resist this cold, but for basketball lovers, this is a rare and wonderful time. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

During this period of warm sunshine and cool weather, being able to play basketball for a while is undoubtedly the most pleasant and enjoyable thing of the day for those who love basketball.

At this time, on the basketball court of the government compound, a group of people from different ages gathered, including the elderly, young people, and teenagers. Everyone has only one purpose, which is to take advantage of the cool morning to play for a while.

There is only one court, divided into two halves, one half is mostly teenagers, no ball skills, whoever holds the ball will shoot a basket, the rest of the people are waiting under the basket to grab a rebound, whoever is lucky enough to grab the next shot can make the next shot, and so on. The other half is full of people who can play, divided into several groups, limited to ten goals, whoever scores ten goals first is the winner, and continues to stay on the field, while the loser is off the field and replaced by another group.

At the moment, this half is playing between the young and the old.

"Quick, pass!" An uncle who was sweating profusely, his face was red, and his hair was a little gray, he shouted in a hurry, he opened his hands, his knees were slightly bent, he maintained the position of catching the ball, standing in the bottom corner of the left side of the court, there was no one in front of him, it was obvious that he was in an empty position, if he got the basketball, it would be a great opportunity to shoot the basketball.

With a 'whoosh', the orange basketball passed from the slit to his hand from the midline.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he adjusted his posture slightly, and jumped up to shoot, the basketball being plucked down his fingertips, drawing a perfect arc in the sun.

'Wow', basketball goes to the net!

"Pretty!!" The people in the team with the uncle couldn't help but cheer.

The uncle also clenched his fists, let the sweat drip from his forehead, looked at the young man beside him who failed to make up for it, and said happily: "Now the score is nine to seven, and if we score one more goal, we will win." ”

The young man's face was full of chagrin, his face was red, he bit his lip, gasped, and did not speak.

"Gee, you've all won an early morning on the court, it's really hard to beat you, we old guys really put a lot of effort into it." A middle-aged uncle standing outside the three-point line in the middle crossed his hands on his waist and said excitedly, as if he had won.

The five young people standing on the court, three of them all showed tired looks, and there was a trace of unwillingness under the exhaustion, because after playing early in the morning, their physical strength naturally decreased a lot, otherwise how could they be beaten nine to seven by these old uncles!

The three young men all set their eyes on the young man who was standing on the inside line for Du Chao, he seemed to be very energetic, and they all knew that Du Chao was very powerful, and they heard that he had also played cuba, so they naturally pinned their hopes on Du Chao, hoping that he could lead them to turn the tables.

Du Chao looks one meter eighty-five tall, his body is very strong, and the lines of his muscles are very clear, so he can see that he is a master at a glance.

He ignored their gaze and instead looked at a teenager standing on the outside on the right, a teenager wearing the Lakers' No. 8 jersey.

The young man had a delicate face, a little immature, only more than one meter six tall, a thin figure, in stark contrast to others on the court, and a discerning person could see at a glance that he was just a child, just like those teenagers who shot at random in the other half, only twelve or thirteen years old!

The boy's name is Zhang Yufeng, today is the first time to come to this court to play, except for Du Chao, he is very unfamiliar with everyone, so he did not show all his strength, just dribbling and passing the ball in a decent manner, and there was no outstanding performance, nor did he leave a deep impression on others.

As Du Chao's gaze fell on him, the eyes of the rest of the people on the field also shifted, and everyone was stunned for a moment, showing a suspicious expression, not understanding what Du Chao meant.

"It's up to you next, Yu Feng!" Du Chao is not only tall, but even his voice is loud and powerful, and his voice spreads throughout the court.

After hearing this, the three young men all showed surprise, and the surprise contained a lot of emotions, including doubts, helplessness, and ridicule.

In their eyes, the teenager wearing the Lakers' No. 8 jersey is just here to make up the numbers, except for the more solid dribbling, there is nothing else, to put it bluntly, a tall teenager can be pulled from the opposite half to replace Zhang Yufeng.

Entrusting hope to such a teenager, has Du Chao chosen to give up?

Those old men also showed a hint of a smile, just a little teenager, he didn't have any wonderful performances before, what kind of storm can he set off now?

Feeling everyone's gaze, Zhang Yufeng was a little uncomfortable, gently brushed the sweat-soaked hair on his forehead, and nodded slightly at Du Chao.

"Du Chao, are you crazy?" One of the young men frowned, very dissatisfied, "He's just a kid, it's already great to be able to play with us, what else do you expect him to do?" ”

The rest of the people nodded their heads, although it was a wild game, but everyone was eager to win, eager to win, after all, this was also an honor!

Du Chao said: "I have been restricted to death by this fat uncle next to me, it is difficult to receive the ball, and it is easier to make mistakes, so I have no chance, and the three of you have not scored five goals in a row just now, and now there is little physical strength left, it is even more difficult to break through the defense of this group of old men, so now I can only give the ball to Yu Feng, his physical strength is still very abundant, and I also believe in his strength." ”

Speaking of this, he glanced at Zhang Yufeng again, and the scene of the two of them fighting bulls appeared in his mind, and there was a palpitation in his eyes.

"Hmph." The young man glanced at Zhang Yufeng disdainfully, and no longer spoke, but he made up his mind in his heart that he wanted to do it alone, and even if he lost, he would be willing, which was better than handing over his fate to a strange young man.

Zhang Yufeng observed everyone's reactions, shook his head slightly, and thought in his heart, "The court still believes in the respect of the strong, and only by showing strong strength can you have the right to speak and be recognized by everyone!" ”

"I'm going to serve!! Let's defend our ball first. The elderly uncle standing in the middle of the field said, passing the basketball in his hand.

"Gotta guard against it." Du Chao shouted, clinging to the elderly fat uncle beside him.

The senior team continued to conduct, and the young defenders quickly messed up and there were empty spots.

It's still the old man who shot just now, and it's still in the bottom corner on the left.

The old man received the basketball and made a shooting posture, wanting to shoot, but found that there was suddenly one more person in front of him, it was the No. 8 boy Zhang Yufeng!!

Zhang Yufeng judged the passing route very well and made up for it in time.

The old man's heart was cold, and he was a little anxious, as long as he scored one more goal, he would win, and now passing the ball, maybe something would happen, and he thought that the thin young man in front of him couldn't prevent him at all.

Without hesitation, he jumped up to shoot, and Zhang Yufeng struggled to jump up to defend!!

With a 'bang', the basketball was touched by Zhang Yufeng's palm and intercepted.

The players on the field and the spectators on the sidelines gasped when they saw this scene, and only two words came to mind, 'It's so high!' ’。

Before he could let out an exclamation, he saw Zhang Yufeng dribbling out of the three-point line, and before the defender could keep up, he jumped up and threw a three-point shot, and then the corners of his mouth rose, revealing a strong self-confidence, as if this ball would definitely go in!

"Rebound!!" A young man glanced at Zhang Yufeng angrily, and finally got an offensive opportunity after defending, but it was wasted like this.

The basketball made a beautiful arc in the air, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the basketball, and their breathing became rapid.

With a 'bang', the basketball hollows into the net! There was silence in the field!

Immediately, the audience on the sidelines erupted in enthusiastic exclamation!!