The cold wind poured in through the cracks in the glass window, hitting Su Yining's delicate cheeks, it was already noon, she had eaten lunch as always, washed the dishes, and came to the class early. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Winter is always accompanied by a biting cold wind, but the doors and windows in the class are tightly covered, and it looks a little stuffy, she just leaned against the wall for a while, and woke up at this moment, she put on red makeup, her eyes were greasy, showing a delicate and confused style.

Ning Er was delicate and red, and her strength was Taotao, and when the cold wind blew at this moment, she suddenly felt refreshed and clear.

Bright eyes slipped down, only to see that the floor-to-ceiling curtains of the basketball hall were still only open and closed shoulder-width gaps, the empty basketball court was empty, and a basketball that maybe someone forgot to put away was lying alone on the three-point line, adding a sense of loneliness.

The gap in this floor-to-ceiling curtain opened just right, and only Su Yining's row of windows in the entire row of teaching buildings could just see the entire half. At first, Wei Yi just pulled it casually, but he didn't expect that no one had touched the curtain since then...

Su Yining raised his eyes and looked at the time, unconsciously it was already 1:15 in the afternoon, usually at this time, Wei Yi should have been practicing shooting in the arena...

What's going on today?

Su Yining shook his head and patted his forehead with a wry smile: Yes, I almost forgot that his hand was injured...

The cold wind was still hitting her face, and Su Yining stared silently for a long time before she sighed.

As soon as he pulled the window, the biting chill came to an abrupt end, and Su Yining held his cheeks and looked out of the window in a daze.

Maybe it was because of the lack of heart after the afternoon break, Su Yining always felt that her mood was as empty as the deserted basketball hall.

She lay weakly on her desk, her pink cheeks buried in the crooks of her arms, and her black and shiny hair scattered on the table like a blooming inky flower. Her body leaned forward and crouched, the curve of her waist was tight, and her graceful beauty was unobstructed. Her long legs, which are more than 1.7 meters tall, are gently reclining, giving people a very seductive visual impact.

In class 15, the most pleasing scenery is Su Yining, there is such a graceful and graceful classmate, who doesn't want to take a second look!?

The girl's eyelids drooped, and the window next to her was low, so even if she was lying on her desk, she could see the basketball hall diagonally below the window. But now it was too quiet, and the confined space without a trace of life on this side made her feel inexplicably upset, and her eyebrows frowned slightly.

I don't know how long it took, Su Yining felt like she was about to fall asleep, and at this moment, the floor of the basketball hall was suddenly covered with a bright light and shadow! Su Yining's eyes lit up, and he suddenly stood up and looked nervously at the crack in the curtain.

The door of the basketball arena was opened, and the sunlight from outside the arena ran in happily, reflecting on the mirror-like floor, illuminating the entire arena a lot.

Wei Yi still hung one hand on his chest, although he always felt that the injury was a small fuss by the coach and teammates, but in order to recover as soon as possible, he did not dare to touch it.

He didn't plan to come to practice shooting, but his right hand was injured, can he still shoot with his left hand? This wrong habit is not tainted at all.

But there was no way, as soon as it was past one o'clock in the afternoon, his football addiction was committed on time, and he couldn't sit still horizontally in Su Hanping's study, facing the mountain of video discs, his mind had already flown to the stadium.

Su Hanping knew that this was all his psychological effect, but he didn't leave it difficult, just told him a few words that it was not appropriate to shoot and let him go, Wei Yi returned to his class and sat for a while, feeling more and more panicked, and then he touched the arena again.

Sneakily slipped into the door, the click of the lock echoed abruptly in the stadium, and he gently locked the door, taking a deep breath and smiling.

As soon as the door was locked, the feeling of dominating the audience returned in an instant, and his sneaky body suddenly stood up, dancing and running around the field, like a monkey who had just escaped from the Five Fingers Mountain.

"Flutter!"

Seeing Wei Yi enjoying himself in the stadium as if no one was around, Su Yining couldn't help but laugh, covering his mouth and chuckling.

Usually if you want to be wanton in the court, you don't know how many defenders will be blocked in front of you, if there is a mistake during training, Coach Su's reprimand will also sound on time, which makes people not depressed. The professionalism and grandeur of the basketball arena certainly attracted him, but the oppressive sense of restraint also made him feel unfree.

It was only at noon, when he was alone in the audience, that he felt that unrestrained pleasure.

Enough of the joy was enough, and he gently put his dirty basketball aside. walked straight into the room, and with a toe pick, the basketball in the court was obediently turned up by him and fell meekly into his hand.

Dribbling with a weak hand is a hurdle for all basketball lovers, especially as a guard, and now is a good time for him to practice dribbling with a weak hand!

After two strokes of the ball to get used to the feel, he flicked his wrist and began to dribble with one hand in front of the body - this is the most basic movement of the left hand dribble, so that the left hand can control the ball to the left and right as the right hand!

Wei Yi's left hand is very fast, this is not the first time he has practiced the front cross of his left hand, he has done this movement more than a thousand times last night alone, and he has been able to do it like an arm, but this action is just a preparatory exercise for his weak hand training.

Sure enough, with a flick of Wei Yi's left fingertips, the speed of the ball suddenly accelerated, his wrist flew up and down, as fast as an afterimage, and the dribble was low and urgent, very stable.

He assumed that there was an obstacle in front of him, and his footsteps began to carry out an S-shaped movement step by step, at first he was just walking slowly, and then his speed gradually increased, and the frequency of his left hand slapped the ball gradually increased, and finally, in Su Yining's stunned gaze, he ran up completely, and the S-shape had become a zigzag.

Wei Yi bowed his knees slightly, his two lean legs alternated rapidly, and the loud hitting sound of the whole court was completely in line with the rhythm of his footsteps, and he flickered sideways, swept along the lightning-like trajectory, and his posture was extremely freehand!

Su Yining's small mouth was round and open, and her beautiful eyes couldn't help but glow with a touch of amazing brilliance, Wei Yi's ball control progress was too fast, her impression of Wei Yi's dribbling strength was obviously still stuck in the feeling when Wei Yi first joined the team, in the past two months, even she herself did not find Wei Yi's progress in ball control, until he used his left hand to control the ball today, which made Su Yining wake up suddenly.

Wei Yi's dribbling style is steady and there are no unnecessary movements, which has been the case since he joined the team, thanks to the results of his early years of dribbling and running with his father. It's hard to see progress in this steady style of play, and Wei Yi doesn't deliberately do those fancy, but possession of the ball—like a calm and reserved Tai Chi master, who to outsiders may seem to be playing these slow and soft moves now as he did thirty years ago.

In the past two months, Wei Yi's ball control has improved dramatically, after all, he spends almost all of his practice time on the ball every day, which his teammates don't have.

His progress is mainly reflected in a better sense of rhythm, better coordination, faster running with the ball, and more natural and fast passes, but these improvements are reflected in the details that are difficult to see at a glance. For example, the Tai Chi master, compared to thirty years ago, he may have changed his moves faster and had more dark energy, but others could only see that his movements were still slow.

Until today, Su Yining can be regarded as having a new understanding of Wei Yi's ball-control ability, no wonder... No wonder when facing Lu Feng, he could so easily stir up Lu Feng's defense line to pieces, and he could organize a quick attack and a quick attack so easily! It was his natural and steady dribbling that made everyone think that he was a good person, which believed his true strength - it was a kind of artistic conception of great ingenuity!

"He feels so solid with the ball, how can he have such a smart pass?"

Su Yining shook his head in confusion... This two completely different styles of epee and sword edge involuntarily reminded her of the famous name - Steve Nash.

"Should I say he's a freak or a genius?" Su Yining chuckled.

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In the evening, the afterglow slanted on the open space in front of the teaching building, and the dim light dipped all around it into gilt gold, like the background in a yellowed old photo, which looked very deserted...

Lu Ning stood in the setting sun, and the setting sun pulled his shadow into the elder...

He looked at the elementary school girl in front of him with some distress, and shook his head with a light smile.

"Learn, senior... I really..."

"I know your intentions..."Lu Ning said cautiously, "But I'm sorry, I already have important people..."

Zhou Huijia bit her lip and said sadly: "Senior... Do you have a girlfriend? ”

Lu Ning scratched his head in embarrassment: "This... Not yet..."

Zhou Jiahui hurriedly said: "Then why!?" ”

As if she felt that her tone was a little wrong, she quickly softened her voice again, and said suddenly: "I know that the senior has a sweetheart... But... As long as the senior doesn't have a girlfriend yet... I'm not going to give up..."

"Alas...," Lu Ning sighed, "Why bother? … Even if I don't have a girlfriend, I won't accept anyone else..."

"Then I'll wait until the senior doesn't like your sweetheart..."

Lu Ning's sword eyebrows furrowed, his expression changed suddenly, he glanced at her, and sneered: "Then you just wait for a lifetime!" ”

With that, he turned and walked away...

"Senior... I..."

Looking at the back of the senior's departure, Zhou Jiahui's face turned miserable, and tears flowed out...