That night, Yang Cong couldn't escape the fate of inviting guests to dinner.

The performance of 39 points in the first game was seen by everyone in the dormitory. Except for Yang Cong and Deng Liang, who had a game that day, the first round of the other people's classes was tomorrow. This score can be said to be a big surprise to them, especially Wang Zhiwen, he didn't expect Yang Cong to have such a strong scoring ability.

"To be honest, it's hard for me to get such a high score." Wang Zhiwen sighed, "You know how many times you have to shoot this basket, and you have to ensure a high shooting rate." ”

"Yang Cong doesn't seem to have lost a few today." Cheng Fei said.

Although Yang Cong couldn't close his mouth with joy, he still sighed and said, "Actually, I still feel a little regretful. ”

"Damn, what do you regret about 39 points?" Liu Junfeng said jealously.

"You know what? Xu Jian scored 40 points in one game, and I'm still 1 point away! Yang Cong sighed.

"No wonder it's so violent, it turns out that there is such motivation!" Wang Zhiwen suddenly realized.

"Treat! Treat! became famous today, and it will be more majestic than Wang Zhiwen in the future! Liu Junfeng pushed Yang Cong.

Yang Cong hurriedly dodged: "Spare me, let's talk about it next time, okay?" ”

"Let's go quickly," Liu Junfeng didn't relent, "I told the sophomores and juniors next to me, they are going to come to you for dinner soon, if you don't go out now, it's hard to say how many people will come to look for you later......"

Yang Cong jumped in shock: "Huh? You long-mouthed woman! Go, go, hurry! ”

Deng Liang, who was a little depressed because he didn't have the opportunity to play, was happy when he heard that there was a free dinner to eat. The eight people in the 204 dormitory rushed out in a swarm, all of them were full of interest and dreams, hoping that tomorrow's battle could be like Yang Cong, and they could play well......

Of course, the place to eat will not be a hotel, but choose a small restaurant nearby. Most of the students eat in the first and second cafeterias, and there are many small restaurants at the school gate, so it is difficult for Hu Haitao and his group of hungry ghosts to find them. Moreover, the price here is also cheap, spending more than 30 yuan, which is enough for eight people to eat.

"What is the score of class 3 and class 8 today?" After waiting for the two plates of dishes, Yang Cong suddenly asked.

Wang Zhiwen said: "I heard that the third class is very powerful, but today I came to cheer you on, and I didn't look at them." ”

"54:12, Class 3 won." Li Lin took over and said.

"Such a disparity in scores?" Liu Junfeng shouted, "Damn, I think the guys in the third class are really big enough, big and strong, I don't know how the technology is?" ”

"It doesn't matter how the fucking technique is," Deng Liang said with interest while stuffing shredded meat into his mouth, "Seeing our Yang Cong's performance today, it's strange not to scare them into peeing their pants!" Although Deng Liang didn't have his turn to play for a minute in this game, he naturally felt a lot better when he saw that the class won the first battle and someone had a treat.

Cheng Fei coughed dryly twice, and said in a low voice: "Be quiet......"

Deng Liang said "ah", turned around, and saw a few student-looking people sitting at the table next to him, looking familiar. Among them, there was a big black and strong man, who was very impressive, he was staring at Deng Liang with his eyes open, and his appearance was terrifying; The other guy with naturally curly hair and a slightly thin look ate unhurriedly and ignored the things next to him; There was also a small man, with an ordinary appearance, short and sturdy, and he sneered a few times.

"It's the third shift over there?" Wang Zhiwen asked.

Cheng Fei nodded: "I saw it at the lottery ceremony, and it must be right." ”

"Ignore them and keep eating." Wang Zhiwen smiled.

Everyone was still laughing and laughing, only Yang Cong and Wang Zhiwen were not so happy. In the second round of Group A on Wednesday, Yang Cong will play against the legendary strong third class, and Wang Zhiwen is also a little worried, afraid that the long-coveted championship will be taken away by the third class. Judging from the three people in front of him, the players in the third class are not easy to deal with.

When he was full of wine and food, an incident happened.

Wang Zhiwen found that there was a person walking into the restaurant, and he didn't care about it at first, but later found out that it was Xu Jian. This handsome sophomore in high school, wearing Nike's sleeveless basketball shirt and sports trousers, looks more and more chic. Xu Jian looked around and saw Wang Zhiwen first.

He walked in lightly and nodded, as if he had said hello.

Wang Zhiwen smiled and asked, "How are you playing today?" ”

"Well, won." Xu Jian said briefly, he didn't seem to want to talk too much, his eyes wandered in the small restaurant, and then stopped on the players in the third class. His face changed slightly.

The sturdy little man stood up and said in a cold voice, "Coming? ”

Xu Jian nodded.

"Let's go?" The little man shook his head.

Xu Jian walked out the door. Only the little man walked out over there, and the other two third-class players didn't move, just ate by themselves, occasionally glancing at Xu Jian.

"Xu Jian!" Wang Zhiwen suddenly shouted.

Xu Jian turned his head, his eyes full of doubts.

"Come over and have two drinks......" Wang Zhiwen said calmly. Although he didn't know what was going on, it didn't seem quite right to see that this formation was not quite right, and a word might help Xu Jian get out of the way.

But Xu Jian smiled slightly, shook his head, turned around and walked out.

The group ate to their heart's content, and went back to their dormitories with hiccups.

On October 24, 1995, the first round of Group B of the School League.

The basketball court was surrounded by a sea of people, not only all the first-year high school students, but also many sophomores and juniors. On the one hand, the basketball atmosphere of No. 6 Middle School was already very good, and on the other hand, Wang Zhiwen's first appearance today naturally attracted the attention of the whole school. For Cheng Fei, this is also the first time to represent the class in the school competition.

Although most people crowded on the other side of the court to watch Wang Zhiwen's game, there were also many people to help in the match between the first class of high school and the fourth class of high school. From a player's point of view, morale will not suffer.

Moreover, the average basketball captain in high school looks really eye-catching. Zhang Yifei is not only a big man of 1.85 meters, but also handsome, which has attracted the attention of many girls. At this time, Zhang Yifei concentrated the players of the whole team and was assigning positions.

"The starting five, I play center, Yao Luguang plays big forward, Chen Xiao plays small forward, and the two guards are Hu Jun and Huang Yong. That, Yao Luguang and Chen Xiao, you have to pay special attention to Li Bowen in the fourth class, once he wants to break through or shoot, don't care about anything else, rush up to prevent him! The rest of the people, listen to me, and I will call whoever is supposed to be replaced. ”

All the soldiers of the first class nodded, gathered together, and shouted together: "The first class will win!" ”

Cheng Fei and Zhang Yulai followed a group of substitutes to the rest area and sat down on the bench. Cheng Fei's heart swelled up with a bad premonition, the last time he played as a sophomore in high school, he felt that he couldn't play for a minute, and this time he felt the same way, which made him very frustrated.

When he was depressed, a hand slapped him on the shoulder, and the aroma hit him. When he looked back, it was Yu Jing with a smile on her face. Yu Jing was also wearing a wide basketball uniform that obviously didn't fit, and said, "Hey, I'm here to see you play today!" ”

Cheng Fei smiled bitterly: "No, I don't necessarily play......"

"How so? You're playing well, I've seen it in PE class. Yu Jing smiled.

Cheng Fei was speechless for a while. Yu Jing smiled again and said, "Who do you see coming?" ”

Looking at it again, the smiling Yu Yang actually appeared behind Yu Jing. Cheng Fei stood up happily: "Come, come and sit, what kind of wind blew you here?" ”

Yu Yang said with a smile: "I came to see you play, and we made a special trip to cheer for you." ”

Cheng Fei whispered embarrassedly: "Don't be like this, isn't this a loss to me?" Come, all sit down. As he spoke, he moved towards Zhang Yulai's side and made a little space. Yu Jing was unceremonious, she actually grabbed ahead of her brother, squeezed Cheng Fei and sat down, making Cheng Fei blush.

On the field, the whistle blew and the game began.