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Wang Zhixiong led Wang Ai into the lounge, and after motioning for Wang Ai to sit down, Wang Zhixiong took a sip of tea and slowly walked into the chair.

"Do you believe in ball spirits?"

Wang Ai didn't know how to answer this rhetorical question, and Wang Zhixiong didn't speak again after asking this sentence, as if giving Wang Ai time to recall a series of things that have happened since the beginning of school.

"I don't know, maybe it's really zài." Thinking of the end, Wang Ai didn't know what to say.

"As early as forty years ago, the Liangjiang basketball dynasty was created by two people, Jiangnan Sun Wensheng, Jiangbei Shitao, the appearance of the two of them, so that the level of Liangjiang basketball is a grade higher than that of other provinces, so in the past ten years, the annual national championship has been in Jiangnan and Jiangbei." Wang Zhixiong paused and then said, "Do you know why these two people are so powerful? ”

"After all, basketball is a game of five people, and no matter how good one person is, he can't replace the whole team." After training some time ago, Wang Ai knew that if he wanted to win the game, he still relied on the joint efforts of all the players.

"It's good that you can have this awareness, but at that time, it was the two of them who led the team to the throne with enough brilliance to cover everyone, which was unbelievable for the people of the whole country at that time, so the state secretly set up a secret organization to investigate the two of them." Wang Zhixiong then took a sip of tea and said.

Then the sky became gloomy, the wind blew in a gloomy manner, and the autumn was coming to an end in the last autumn rain. The two people in the room stopped talking, staring out the window blankly, the raindrops "clicking" against the glass, and the sound was very similar to the mother patting the child's immature back when she was a child coaxing her child to sleep.

Wang Ai suddenly felt that Wang Zhixiong was very close to him, so close that he could hear what he was thinking, he glanced at Wang Zhixiong in fear, Wang Zhixiong was still looking out the window.

"Coach, what does that organization do?"

"Investigate the ball spirit."

"So that means it's true?"

"Don't ask me, ask yourself."

Wang Zhixiong knew that if he wanted Wang Ai to firmly believe in the spirit of the ball, he could only let him understand it himself, and others would blindly explain it, but it would make him lose his ability to perceive the spirit of the ball. He said so much to Wang Ai, just to say as many facts as possible, and to answer with facts is better than verbosity.

"I don't know what you said forty years ago, but I know what happened to me, coach, you tell me what I should do." I don't know how long it took for Wang Ai to speak.

"Remember what I told you before I entered the house?"

"Remember!" Although Wang Ai didn't know why he couldn't tell other people, he already vaguely felt that this matter was important.

"Legend has it that the ball spirit is gathered by the aura emanating from the Longjiang River, and our two rivers have outstanding people and talents, all of which have something to do with this, caused by Jiang Ling."

"What is Jiang Ling?" Wang Ai asked curiously, and the sudden appearance of so many spirits made him a little unacceptable.

"Jiang Ling is the precursor of the ball spirit, Longjiang every summer on June 15, if it happens to meet the night of the full moon, it will rely on the moonlight, through the aura of heaven and earth, to produce the spirit master, and the spirit master must find a host in one night, otherwise it will dissipate."

According to Wang Zhixiong, in fact, the so-called ball spirit is the first spiritual wish issued by the host after the spirit master enters the host. After Wang Zhixiong said this, Wang Ai suddenly understood that after he was drunk that night, he happened to be weak and confused, so the spirit lord waited for an opportunity to enter his body, and the silver ball should be the ball spirit formed by the spirit master entering his body.

"What is the function of the ball spirit?"

Wang Zhixiong smiled, "Do you still need to ask me?" ”

Also, no one knows the role of the ball spirit for Wang Ai better than Wang Ai, "The last question, Wu Ling." ”

"The ball spirit is now just an unconscious existence in your body, and there is no conscious communication with you at all, so you can only catalyze the ball spirit to bring you some help, but if you meet a ball player who is united with human spirits, your ball spirit will be suppressed, or even completely useless."

"So, that old man and coach just now, you are ......," Wang Ai said as he stared at Wang Zhixiong with understanding.

"That old man just now was the first person in Jiangbei basketball forty years ago, my coach, Shi Tao!"

On the way home, Wang Ai kept thinking about every word Wang Zhixiong had just said to him, for fear of missing a little bit of key information, so that he didn't notice it even after the rain all the way.

"Why did the rain stop?" After Wang Ai glanced at the blisters that kept appearing and disappearing on the ground, he realized that the rain was still falling, and he looked up to see that there was a pink umbrella with a giraffe on his head at some point.

"Xiaoxue, why are you here?" After speaking, Wang Ai thought that Lin Xueyu had been waiting for him in the classroom, and he forgot about it after he came out of the stadium.

"I also said, you didn't come back after waiting for you for so long, I went to the stadium to look for you, and saw that your clothes were still in the stadium, thinking that you were in the lounge, and it happened to be raining, so I went out to buy an umbrella, and when I came back, I saw that you had come out, and you didn't promise me, are you stupid?" Lin Xueyu said mischievously, she knew what Wang Ai was thinking, so she was so engrossed, looking at Wang Ai's serious expression, Lin Xueyu didn't bother, just helped him hold the umbrella, unaware that his schoolbag and back had been wet by the rain.

"Xiaoxue, your back is wet." When Wang Ai wanted to hold Lin Xueyu by his side, his hand touched Lin Xueyu's back.

"yes, I didn't feel it, maybe I was wearing too thick." Lin Xueyu still had that smiling face, which made Wang Ai feel even more guilty when she saw it, and she unconsciously hugged Lin Xueyu harder.

There were constant puddles on the road, and the two of them were talking and laughing, Lin Xueyu no longer asked what the coach in the stadium said to Wang Ai, but simply chatted about some interesting things that happened on campus and in the class.

After sending Lin Xueyu home, Wang Ai hurriedly ran home, it was not early, her mother had already made dinner, seeing Wang Ai's clothes were wet, Xie Yuwei said distressedly: "I put the umbrella in the compartment of your schoolbag, didn't you see it?" ”

When Wang Ai said this, he also remembered it, no wonder he felt so flustered on the road.

"You big boy, buy such a pink umbrella, it's really like your father." Saying that, Xie Yuwei glared at Wang Yan, "I'm embarrassed to call Wang Yan, you should change your name to Wang Yiyi." Wang Ai couldn't help but be happy when he heard it, and laughed out loud, basically everything at home is his mother's idea, and his father Wang Yan always looks like he doesn't care about the world.

Wang Yan was a little unhappy when he heard his daughter-in-law say this about him, and deliberately raised his voice and said to Xie Yuwei: "In front of the children, can you stop talking about me, I am my beloved wife's expression, let you say something!" ”

"Okay, good wife, little girl, I'll thank you here first." After speaking, Wang Ai and Xie Yuwei couldn't help laughing out loud.

Wang Ai entered the house after eating, and he had two problems in his heart, one is how many people have ball spirits, and what is the organization that Wang Zhixiong is talking about? Second, since Shi Tao and Wang Zhixiong still have ball spirits, why don't they continue to play professionally and retire as coaches?

After thinking about it, Wang Ai still regards Wuling as the main task now, and the answers to those two questions will always surface over time.

"I always say that I am enlightened, and I don't tell me how to enlighten, I have to have a way to rely on myself!" Wang Ai was still complaining, but now he could be sure that the silver ball must have something to do with Wu Ling, thinking of what Wang Ai suddenly discovered, "I have been ignoring what the coach said!" Wang Ai patted his head vigorously and said.

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