September 8, 1995.

As the last rays of sunlight faded into the distant mountains, the light of day had passed, and the night fell, and the small city of Yichang was far away from the hustle and bustle of the day, and gradually fell asleep.

Yichang is said to be a small city because it is exquisite and lovely. In fact, the world-famous "hydropower capital" already contains too much grandeur and majesty: the country's largest dam, Gezhouba, cuts off the Yangtze River rushing down from the rapids; Two years later, the world's largest dam, the Three Gorges Dam, will break ground here, attracting the attention of the world......

But Yichang is still so quiet, like a graceful girl lying on the bank of the beautiful Yangtze River with a graceful posture. Perhaps, only such grace and calmness can tolerate such grandeur and majesty!

The builders of Gezhouba live in the eastern part of Yichang, close to the city. In the seventies, they responded to the call of the country and came from all over the world to settle here, and their children were born here, studied in schools here, and have long forgotten their native accents, and they all speak strange Mandarin.

There are dozens of schools in Gezhouba, and the only one that can be called a key high school is located on the east mountainside of Yichang, called Gezhouba No. 6 Middle School. As mentioned earlier, the time is September 8, 1995.

Our story begins here and now.

The lights were on next to the gate of No. 6 Middle School, and through the dim light, you could see a young man dragging his suitcase and walking towards the gate with a tired face. He was about fifteen or sixteen years of age, with a standard student head, a delicate face, a high nose, and dark pupils full of innocence and kindness, and on the whole he seemed to be a child who was easily approachable and likable.

His name is Cheng Fei, and he has just arrived from the train station.

Cheng Fei is the son of the Gezhouba system, but his family lives in Jingmen, a mountain city hundreds of kilometers away from Yichang. Although the cement factory where his parents work belongs to the Gezhouba Group, it has to choose to build elsewhere because of mineral deposits, and it has become a small world of its own in the corner of Jingmen.

Cheng Fei grew up there, finishing elementary and junior high school at the children's school in the cement factory, and had to transfer to Yichang when he entered high school. With that, he and his group of friends left home and began a life of residential life that made them excited, as if Lady Liberty was beckoning.

The group of friends had already reported to the school as early as the end of August, but Cheng Fei had to stay in bed at home to recuperate because of a viral flu, and did not come in a hurry until his condition improved, and his parents did not accompany him because they were too busy with work.

On this day, the school's military training has just ended.

When Cheng Fei dragged his suitcase and excitedly walked through the big iron gate of No. 6 Middle School, a thunderous voice suddenly exploded in his ears: "Hey, who are you looking for!" The voice was old and loud, and it came so suddenly that Cheng Fei was so frightened that he almost didn't sit on the ground.

A figure came from the front, slightly fat, with a little limp on his right foot, and when he walked into the dim light, Cheng Fei saw that this person was already old, with gray hair, a wrinkled face, a fierce light from his slitted triangular eyes, his broom eyebrows almost upside down, and his guttural voice roared in a low voice: "What kind of person?" Who are you looking for? ”

Cheng Fei stood stupidly in place and stammered: "I, I'm not looking for someone, I, I'm a freshman......"

The old man looked at the suitcase in Cheng Fei's hand, nodded slightly, and his tone was still not relaxed: "How could you report so late?" If you live on campus, is there a dormitory? ”

Cheng Fei replied honestly: "I don't know, I'm from the cement factory." ”

"A new student from the cement factory?" The old man looked Cheng Fei up and down, and the muscles on his face relaxed, "That's room 204, turn left on the second floor of the dormitory building in front of you......"

Cheng Fei noticed that the old man was holding a large set of keys in his hand, and estimated that this person was the concierge in charge of the accommodation, so he smiled politely and said, "Thank you, I'll go to the dormitory." After saying that, he quickly pulled his legs and left, just thinking about leaving this terrible old man with a lion's face as soon as possible.

"Hey, wait!" The old man shouted, "Are you called Cheng Fei?" ”

Cheng Fei was stunned for a moment, thinking that he hadn't come to the Sixth Middle School yet, and he dared to even give someone the right number, this old man was really not easy to mess with, but he had to nod. Who knew that when the old man saw him nodding, the fierce expression on his face was swept away, and he smiled, and when he came over, he didn't care whether Cheng Fei was scared or not, he picked up his big hand and slapped him on the shoulder, and said while patting: "Okay, okay!" Cheng Fei was in a fog, inexplicable, and he only felt that his shoulder hurt a lot.

"The first place in the high school entrance examination in the bureau, you are really a talent!" The old man smiled, stroked Cheng Fei's shoulder, and asked with concern, "I heard that you didn't come to report on time this time because you were sick, right?" The body is the capital of the revolution, it must be well maintained, and young people should also exercise more, let me tell you, my son used to study in this school......" The old man said endlessly, Cheng Fei was dumbfounded, and stood still without moving.

"Oh, by the way, you have to go back to the dormitory to rest!" The old man slapped his head and said apologetically, "Go, go, you don't know the way, I'll send you over." By the way, I forgot to introduce myself, my surname is Zhang, and I am in charge of the student dormitory, you can call me Director Zhang in the future......"

Cheng Fei hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Director Zhang, you don't need to send it, you can get busy, I still want to go around!" ”

Director Zhang shook the keychain in his hand and said, "I do have something to do, so you can go around by yourself!" The sixth middle school is not big, you won't get lost, the flower bed in front of this turned to a basketball court, and then go forward, turn left in front of a residential building, and you will see the student dormitory building, three stories high, easy to find! Remember it's 204! ”

"Good, good!" Cheng Fei nodded hurriedly and waved goodbye.

Director Zhang turned around with a smile, dangling the keychain and limping out of the school gate, while whispering: "Hey, talent! What a talent! ”

Cheng Fei smiled bitterly and shook his head. He didn't like this feeling very much, and he became a celebrity known to the whole school early, so tiring! In the future, you have to be honest in front of this old man, no way, people recognize you, and you respect you very much, a "talent". And Cheng Fei always unconsciously behaves like a good student and a docile lamb in the praise of others, and can never be himself.

It seems that he lives for the standard image of a good student.

He sighed and walked slowly forward.

In front of it is a long flower bed, on which the plants grow so densely that it is more than a person tall, obscuring the view. But Cheng Fei saw a corner of the basketball court, and according to what he asked earlier, he was almost there after crossing the court.

At this time, Cheng Fei suddenly heard a "pounding" sound in front of him. The sound is especially loud in the silent night, like a huge heart beating rapidly and powerfully!

He'd heard it — someone playing on the pitch. But now that visibility is very low, and a few street lights are not lit for some reason, who will play at such a time? Could it be Wang Zhiwen who plays basketball very well?

Thinking like this, Cheng Fei walked around the flower bed a little happily, thinking that he might be able to meet this roommate soon.

Although this basketball court is ordinary, the white lines on the ground are very clear, the net is faintly visible on the basket, and the floor is very comfortable and smooth to step on. Cheng Fei walked in and looked up at the opposite half where the voice came.

Indeed, there were two figures jumping over there, and from time to time there was the sound of chattering.

But Cheng Fei was soon disappointed, because it couldn't be Wang Zhiwen or any of his roommates, because he and his friends were only fifteen or sixteen years old this year, and they were only about 1.70 meters tall. But the two figures in front of him, the slightly shorter ones are more than 1.85 meters, and the tall ones are even more than 1.90 meters.

Cheng Fei dragged his suitcase and walked across the court to a big road in front of him.

At this time, a black shadow suddenly flew over, the speed was very fast, and Cheng Fei subconsciously stretched out his left hand to block. The black shadow, the basketball, smashed into the palm of his hand, and it made his mouth numb.

"Someone's over there." A voice said.

"Little brother!" Another voice shouted, "Borrow a hand, throw the ball!" ”

Cheng Fei bent over, but his palm was too small to pick up the ball with one hand, so he had to flick it awkwardly and watch the basketball roll to the opposite side. A figure leaned over, stretched out a hand, and grabbed the ball directly from the ground!

"Thank you!" The man said, "What time is it?" ”

Cheng Fei looked at the luminous watch on his wrist: "Seven twenty." ”

The man said to his companion, "How about playing five more balls and leaving?" ”

The person opposite shrugged his shoulders: "No problem, the loser invites the whole team to eat barbecue." ”

"Hahahaha," the man smiled heartily, "I really can't help it, you are pretending to be arrogant again, and I really can't bear to let you spend money." ”

The two laughed, and the sound of "pounding" dribbling sounded again, sometimes soothing, sometimes rapid, mixed with a few muffled screams and gasps.

Cheng Fei has no interest in basketball, and it can even be said that he is not interested in any sports activities, which may be the reason why his physical condition is very poor, he will catch a cold and cough at every turn, suffer from minor illnesses, and often come to the door with major illnesses. When he was in physical education class, he ran two laps with the team and then rested, if he played basketball or football, he went directly back to the classroom to read, and the physical education teacher also knew that Cheng Fei was a top student, so he didn't say much.

Cheng Fei walked past the two of them, and was about to leave the stadium and walk around the road when he heard an angry shout from behind him: "It's over you!" Look! He subconsciously glanced back.

This sight changed his fate.