Eyuki Zebei, the former first person in high school basketball, appeared in Kanagawa at this moment and chose to challenge Wang Zhengyang!

Before that, his mental changes were not enough to show outsiders, but they can also be speculated.

With the retirement of the third grade of the mountain king, Zebei officially carried the banner, and at this time he was not only an ace but also a captain.

You can't do some things willfully, such as forced singles in the game, reckless shooting!

When the responsibility on the shoulders becomes heavier, people will also be more mature and stable.

Therefore, Zebei decided to take advantage of the opportunity to come to Wang Zhengyang to duel and put the victory of the two on the sidelines!

"You're going to fight a bull with me?" Wang Zhengyang asked with a smile, while silently looking at the changes in Zebei.

The body is a little stronger, and even though I am wearing sportswear, I can imagine the muscles hidden in the clothes. The height is estimated to be too long, and it looks the same as the fairy road, about 1.90 meters!

But if that's all there is to it, Wang Zhengyang is not optimistic about Zebei's challenge this time, because he has also strengthened it in an all-round way!

"Yes, please accept my challenge!" Zebei's eyes are clear and firm, and his attitude is sincere and sincere.

"In that case, wait for me for a while!" Wang Zhengyang nodded, turned around and walked home.

"I'm going to change my clothes!"

Hearing Wang Zhengyang's agreement, Zebei breathed a long sigh of relief, and then he suddenly remembered that Wang Zhengyang seemed to be wearing a chef's white coat just now.

"Uh, so the rumors are true!" Zebei suddenly realized that he had always thought that the thing about Wang Zhengyang's mastery of cooking was the ridicule of others for him.

It's like a teacher's child must study well, a doctor's child must not get sick, and a restaurant owner's child must cook!

Wang Zhengyang rushed into the restaurant, came to the locker room on the second floor, changed into a set of sportswear and sneakers, said to his mother, and came back to the door.

"Let's go, follow me!" As the host, Wang Zhengyang naturally planned to lead Zebei to the court.

Because it was the weekend, the stadium in Lingnan was idle, and there was no training today, so Wang Zhengyang planned to lead Zebei where to go.

But here's the problem, Lingnan High School is not close to Wang Zhengyang's restaurant, and if you want to run over, it is conservatively estimated that it will take more than half an hour.

At that time, there will be no need to play, and it is estimated that the physical strength has collapsed!

But this is not difficult for Wang Zhengyang, he has his own clever plan.

A minute later, watching Wang Zhengyang skillfully push out a small yellow sheep motorcycle, Zebei was confused.

"Why are you stunned, get in the car!" Wang Zhengyang threw him a helmet and shouted loudly.

"Oh~" Zebei hurriedly stepped on the motorcycle, and under the backdrop of two tall men of one meter nine, the little sheep looked a little petite and exquisite.

However, this does not mean that it lacks power, Wang Zhengyang shouted: "Hurry up!" ”

Then with a twist of the accelerator, the little sheep instantly turned into an angry bull, roaring into the distance with Zebei's scream and Wang Zhengyang's laughter.

"Ahhhh

"Hahaha!"

"Ah~ Do you have a driver's license?"

"Haha, I have a tank driver's license!"

After a bumpy journey and finally came to Lingnan High School, Wang Zhengyang successfully brushed his face in front of the security guards and entered the campus and parked the car outside the gymnasium.

Watching Wang Zhengyang skillfully pry open the door, Zebei, who had just gotten out of the car, felt his legs tremble again.

"It's not going to be illegal, is it?"

Wang Zhengyang didn't feel anything, as soon as he entered the gymnasium, he turned on the air conditioner first, then took off his coat, and hooked his hand towards Zebei, who was probing his brain at the door: "What are you looking at, come in!" ”

I don't know why today, Wang Zhengyang thinks Zebei looks naïve and a little stupid!

Hearing Wang Zhengyang's words, the simple Zebei immediately put on another set of faces and walked in coolly.

The gymnasium in Lingnan is not big, and what stands out is a flag hanging in the air - the national champion of the 1993 summer competition!

Seeing this flag, Zebei felt that his heart was beating a little slower, this is the honor that Lingnan won from the head of the Mountain King!

He also immediately took off his coat, revealing the brand-new No. 4 jersey of Sanno Industry inside, and walked in front of Wang Zhengyang.

"Huh?" Staring at Zebei's Mountain King jersey, he was looking at his Nike tracksuit.

"Wait a minute!" Wang Zhengyang stopped Zebei from speaking, and ran to the locker room with a smoke.

Leaving Zebei stunned in the empty arena, at this time, a siren suddenly sounded outside, which scared Zebei to tremble!

Fortunately, the sirens are getting farther and farther away, and Zebei also understands that it is not Wang Zhengyang's unlicensed driving and prying the door that broke out.

And Wang Zhengyang rummaged through the locker room, finally found an old jersey, and then put it on his body and walked out.

Looking at the Lingnan jersey that Wang Zhengyang had changed into, Zebei asked with some uncertainty: "Are you just going to change the jersey?" ”

"That's right!" Wang Zhengyang held his head high and said affirmatively.

"Why, wasn't Nike just now very good?" Zebei asked incomprehensibly.

"You don't understand, it's called a sense of ceremony!"

"Ritual?" Zebei really didn't understand this word, but after looking at the jersey of Shanwang Industry on his body, and then at the jersey of Lingnan on Wang Zhengyang, he understood a little!

"Does this mean that we are not fighting alone, but carrying the glory of the team?" Thinking about this level, Zebei's body, which had become a little stiff due to the cold, gradually burned!

"It's not too early, I have to go back to catch the dinner rush! Just 11 points, three points count as two points! Wang Zhengyang moved his muscles and bones, pointed to the position outside the three-point line, and signaled Zebei to attack first!

"No problem!" Zebei was not hypocritical, picked up the basketball and stood two steps away from the three-point line, and then passed the ball to Wang Zhengyang.

"Oh, by the way, you don't have to fool around!" Wang Zhengyang caught the ball and patted it, and added as if he remembered something.

"Long-winded!" Zebei blushed, he did have a tradition of relying on skin.

"Come on, bald!" Wang Zhengyang clapped his hands and shouted loudly.

"This guy!" As soon as the game began, Zebei felt that his blood pressure was rising uncontrollably.

"Don't underestimate me!" Roared, dribbled to Wang Zhengyang!

"Haha, it's good to come!" Wang Zhengyang greeted Zebei with a smile, and his aggressive defense has always been his signature.

Wang Zhengyang bowed down, like a fierce beast that had discovered its prey, and opened his arms to block Zebei's breakthrough!

Heads-up is very physical, and the two are similar in height, but the problem is that Zebei's weight is too light, and his flexibility is not too much.

Although weight does not fully represent strength, it is also very relevant, Wang Zhengyang only needs one hand to clamp his waist, which is enough to make Zebei uncomfortable.

"Damn!" tried to change the pace continuously, but Zebei still couldn't shake off Wang Zhengyang's footsteps.

There was not much time left, and Wang Zhengyang was no longer conservative, he got closer to Zebei and began to take the initiative to cut the ball.

"Chance!" Seeing the change in Wang Zhengyang's defensive strategy, Zebei stared, grabbed a glimmer of hope, and got rid of it in great strides!

"Passed?" This step seemed to be really unexpected by Wang Zhengyang, and Zebei easily threw out half of the opponent's position.

"How naïve!" Watching Zebei excitedly accelerate towards the basket, Wang Zhengyang shook his head unconsciously.

But still following him, feeling Wang Zhengyang's threat, Zebei quietly raised the elbow of the hand that did not dribble, and gently slammed it towards Wang Zhengyang.

Taking advantage of the gap between Wang Zhengyang's retreat, Zebei seized the time to make a three-step layup!

"That's kind of fun!" Ignoring the little pain in his chest, Wang Zhengyang also followed and rose into the air.

Under the bright lights of the gymnasium, two slender figures soared in the air!

With a sound of "pop~", the basketball in Zebei's hand was fanned by Wang Zhengyang, who was the last attacker!

"How is that possible?" After landing, Zebei looked at Wang Zhengyang in disbelief.

"Anything is possible!" Wang Zhengyang smiled.

There are friends from afar, and they should prepare a hot pot feast!

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