It can be seen that Zhang Yifei is completely anxious, but the more anxious he is, the more he can't throw in, and the cheerleaders in the first class keep making "sigh" sounds. And Zhang Yifei, as a center, is always used to jumping near the two-point line, so almost all the rebounds were taken away by Hu Ke. Attack after attack opportunity was wasted.

The first class of players was exhausted, and their faces became more and more ugly.

On the contrary, although the players of Class 7 are not very good in personal ability, they gradually played with momentum, Long Yuan actually had several mid-range shots, and even Chen Guo, who was not very good at ball control, also got the opportunity to make a layup in an empty position. With less than five minutes to go until full-time, the score had climbed to 40:16.

In fact, the strength of the two classes should be between them, and there will not be such a big gap, but Zhang Yifei played completely abnormally today, conceded countless balls, and the morale of the whole team was extremely low, which led to this big defeat.

Obviously, the garbage time that Zhang Yifei said beforehand appeared, and in less than five minutes, the gap of 24 points was almost an insurmountable gap.

One shift requested a pause. Zhang Yifei sat down on the rest seat dejectedly, panting heavily, his eyes full of infinite loss. The first class was already doomed to fail this time. He was silent for a moment and said, "Replacement, Zhang Yulai, for Yao Luguang...... Cheng Fei, for Hu Jun. ”

Cheng Fei almost couldn't believe his ears, he was going to play! It's time to play!

Hu Jun came over and patted Cheng Fei, and said in a low voice: "Come on!" ”

Although the cheerleaders have long lost the courage to shout, they still do their best to encourage the players at this moment, they send water, towels, pat the backs of the players, and constantly shout "Come on!" Come on! A girl named Qin Hui even ran over and patted Cheng Fei's palm. Qin Hui is a very ordinary-looking girl, but her academic performance can be ranked in the top five in the class, and she often asks Cheng Fei questions. Cheng Fei also smiled at her in a friendly manner.

Cheng Fei, who was wearing an orange-red jersey and carrying No. 12 on his back, walked slowly to the court. He felt that his legs were a little weak, his head was a little cloudy, and he was almost disoriented on the pitch with mountains and tsunamis. There seems to be a little regret in my heart, because Yu Jing and Yu Yang happen to be not at the scene today.

Teacher Tian Shengyong signaled the game to continue. Cheng Fei began to run, and he quickly realized a very serious problem: it was the opponent's ace Shi Xiaowu who was in front of him!

The first team lost its trump card Zhang Yifei, and the style of play gradually became chaotic. After Huang Yong failed to break through outside the three-point line, he passed the ball to Cheng Fei at once. Cheng Fei took the ball, his mind was in chaos, but his body moved quickly, and the basket was in front!

In a group of cheerleaders shouted "God cast!" God cast! In the voice, Cheng Fei jumped and shot! His movements were not only slow, but also mechanical, completely losing his previous spirituality, and he even felt that the ball in his hand was as heavy as the shot put, and it was difficult to grasp the strength and direction of the shot!

The black shadow flashed in front of him, and with a loud roar, Shi Xiaowu "snapped" to cover the ball! Loud and crisp!

"Run!" Shi Xiaowu, who had snatched the ball, rushed forward to the court. Cheng Fei reacted at this time, ran over with his legs open, looking at Shi Xiaowu in front of him, he reached over to break the ball, but Shi Xiaowu changed hands behind his back easily, and his body swept past Cheng Fei!

Cheng Fei was caught off guard, his body lost his balance, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden!

The pungent sweat, the tough physical contact, and the dusty dust, this was all the impression of Cheng Fei's first appearance, he got up from the ground with a disgraced face, and seemed to hear a mockery in his ears. He didn't care about so much, so he quickly ran to the front court again, and a voice in his heart shouted: What should I do, how can I shoot, how can I shoot it?

It was another chaotic round of offense, Cheng Fei was afraid of Shi Xiaowu's defense, and almost stood at the distance of the three-point line. This is a shooting position that Cheng Fei is not good at, because his arm strength and wrist strength are not enough to shoot three-point shots. At this time, the ball passed into his hands.

"Cast quickly!" Zhang Yulai's shouts came from afar.

Cheng Fei didn't have time to think, aimed, and then made a shot, and after the shot, he felt that something was wrong, because he deliberately increased the intensity that he was not familiar with, resulting in the flight direction of the ball being not right at all.

Under the gaze of the audience, the ball thrown by this group of "first god shots" crossed a not beautiful arc, and finally did not touch anything, and fell straight to the outside of the court......

For Cheng Fei, this debut was nothing short of a nightmare.

A nightmare he didn't want to recall.

When the final whistle blew, Cheng Fei handed over a report card of 5 shots and 0 hits, and the final score of Class 7 and Class 1 was also fixed at 48:18, which was a loss close to shame, and it also meant that Class 1 was forced to the edge of the cliff, and if it lost in the final battle with Class 6, then it would lose the qualification to advance. However, this seems to be the inevitable ending.

The seventh class, which lost to the sixth class in the first battle, ushered in a hearty victory this time, and they took another step on the way to the promotion, and finally only needed to defeat the average strength of the fourth class.

After the audience, Cheng Fei stood in place in a daze, lost his soul. In addition to missing five shots, he has fallen more than three times on offense and defense. He looked at the referee anxiously, thinking that the opponent was fouling, but the whistle in Mr. Tian's mouth never sounded. Cheng Fei didn't know the weight of the brave in the eyes of the referee.

With less than five minutes on the pitch, he was exhausted, and he hadn't been so tired in two months.

Zhang Yu came to call him, but Cheng Fei didn't hear it.

In fact, no one will blame him for his performance today, the cause of the defeat of the first class is not him. But in the face of such an ending, Cheng Fei was extremely lost and depressed.

He was in a terrible mood, and he didn't go back to the dormitory, didn't go to dinner with his classmates, just silently hid in a corner where no one saw him, in a daze, and stupid.

As night fell, the setting sun cast its last rays of light, and finally disappeared into the distant mountains. Gezhouba No. 6 Middle School was silent, and only the sound of students talking and flushing could be faintly heard in the dormitory building. The weaver chirped in the grass, and a cool breeze blew, and the chirping stopped.

The days of summer are getting longer and longer, but the cold winds of late autumn are finally belated.

Cheng Fei, who was only wearing a vest and shorts, slowly stood up and walked into the stadium where he had sweated and fought hard in the afternoon. The hustle and bustle of the day is gone, and the huge hoops stand in the dim light, and the nets flutter in the wind. He didn't feel cold, he just felt comfortable and comfortable.

He greedily stretched out his arms, sat down gently, and lay down on the cold concrete floor.

Shooting, shooting, falling, sweating, bumping, pain, tiredness...... Is this my basketball dream? Cheng Fei shook his head, this is not the basketball I wanted, I thought I could do a little thing, get a little progress, and change a little self, but the reality is so cruel......

Cheng Fei lay quietly on the floor like this, and hours passed quietly until he began to cough......

The window of the 204 bedroom opened, and Yang Cong poked his head out and shouted, "Cheng Fei? Isn't it you? ”

Cheng Fei didn't answer, he felt uncomfortable in his chest, his lungs seemed to be burning, and the coughing sound intensified, which was extremely harsh in the silent night sky.

The sound of "kicking" footsteps sounded in the dormitory building, Zhang Yulai and Yang Cong ran down and quickly pulled Cheng Fei up from the ground. Yang Cong said: "Damn, you're crazy, the weather has just turned cold, you just lie on the floor, don't die?" ”

Zhang Yulai persuaded with good words: "It's nothing, I didn't score a point on the field, it's normal......"

Yang Cong suddenly realized: "It turned out to be for this, I said Cheng Fei, you are too unmanly, this is a trivial ......"

Cheng Fei coughed violently again, his chest ached, he waved his hands and let Yang Cong and Zhang Yulai drag him back to the bedroom. As soon as he returned to the 204 dormitory, he just changed his clothes, and then lay down on the bed weakly and pulled the quilt.

Wang Zhiwen walked over and touched Cheng Fei's forehead, frowned and said, "It seems to be a little hot, it can't be a fever, right?" ”

Yang Cong said, "Do you want to call Director Zhang?" ”

Wang Zhiwen waved his hand: "Don't use it for the time being, get some hot water for him to drink, and then pay attention to keeping warm, it may be fine the next day." ”

Yang Cong sighed: "His physique, it's hard to say......"

The next morning, Cheng Fei was so groggy that he couldn't get out of bed, he felt hot all over, his limbs were weak, and his throat seemed to be on fire. Yang Cong came over and touched it, and retracted his hand in fright: "Oh my God, you're so hot!" At least a high fever of 40 degrees or more! I think I'll send you to the school infirmary, right? ”

Cheng Fei nodded, shook his head again, and said, "Help me call home......

"Good!" Yang Cong hurriedly said, "I'll go to the commissary and call right away!" As he spoke, he rushed out.

When Cheng Fei's mother heard the call, she was so anxious that she jumped to her feet, and resolutely refused to let Yang Cong send Cheng Fei to the school infirmary, saying that the doctors in the school were quacks and would delay the child's condition, and then said that she would rush over immediately and take her back for treatment. Yang Cong was speechless, this time back and forth, it takes about three hours to take the train, isn't this a delay in treatment?

As soon as Yang Cong went back and said, Cheng Fei nodded: "They came over in about two hours." ”

Cheng Fei's father is the deputy director of the Gezhouba Cement Factory, responsible for selling cement, and has been running outside for many years, and his mother is also the manager of the sales department. Although they have little time at home, they are extremely doting on Cheng Fei, they are really afraid of melting in their mouths, and they are afraid of cold in their hands, plus they have good sales performance, the family environment is quite good, and they are even more spoiled by their children.

As for Cheng Fei, he has always been incompatible with his family, he is introverted, always silently resists the doting of his parents, and many times he is unwilling to deal with his parents. However, Cheng Fei's academic performance is very good, which makes his parents very dignified outside, so although they always deal with the situation of family incompatibility, they will be over.

As for why Cheng Fei called home, it was mainly because he had been weak and sick before, and he had experienced many times that he had a cold and then caused an acute serious illness, and he was also worried that his condition would suddenly worsen, so he had to ask for help from home.

The people in the dormitory gradually ran out, and when Cheng Fei was in a daze**, he finally heard Director Zhang's footsteps in the corridor, as well as the voices of his parents......