September 9 at half past five o'clock in the afternoon.

Cheng Fei originally said that it was good to watch Liu Junfeng play football, but the dream he had last night had too much impact, and he had no energy all day. Then again, when he used to stay up all night preparing for the exam, he was never so tired the next day.

At this time, Cheng Fei was resting on the bed, and the door of the bedroom suddenly opened. He leaned over and saw that Wang Zhiwen broke in with a basketball in his hand, followed by two people.

Cheng Fei knows these two people, both from the cement factory, and are now in their second year of high school. One is named Hu Haitao, who is said to be the best player in the second year of high school in the cement factory, with a height of 1.75 meters, a very strong physique, and a rough voice; There is also a man named Mao Huan, with big eyes, natural curly hair, who looks quite delicate and quiet, and is also one meter seven or five tall, slightly thin. All three were sweating profusely.

"You're there!" Wang Zhiwen said angrily, "What about the others? ”

"I don't know," Cheng Fei said, "Liu Junfeng went to play football, Yang Cong is assessed in the track and field team, right?" ”

Wang Zhiwen waved his hand: "Hurry up, come and cheer us on, lest the audience cheer when you get it." ”

Cheng Fei changed into a school uniform and followed them down, asking, "Why did you start fighting at this time?" ”

Hu Haitao said: "Our sophomore and junior years are different from your freshman year of high school, we have a regular class in the afternoon, and we don't end school until five o'clock. Mao Huan and I still skipped class and came out to warm up with Wang Zhiwen, and the bell for class had just rang at this time, and it was time for their school team to arrive. ”

Cheng Fei followed downstairs and arrived at the basketball court below the dormitory building, startled.

Dense crowds of students poured out of the six-story teaching building in front, running down with a "boom", and after pouring out of the corridors on both sides, most of them rushed to the basketball court!

"Wow! It's not going to be a show-grabbing, right? They hurried to one of the halves.

At this time, more and more people gathered around the basketball court, and there were many boys, but to Cheng Fei's surprise, there were still a lot of girls. What are they here for?

"I heard that there is a super rookie of the year in the first year of high school, and he plays the same as Jordan!" A voice said.

"Haha, there's a good show to watch, let's see how the school team teaches this arrogant freshman a lesson!" Another voice said.

"Then I don't know who will teach whom! Maybe this freshman kid is so good at playing! ”

"It's a mule or a horse, pull it out and slip away! No matter how good it is, it can't be Xu Jian, by the way, Xu Jian is here today, right? ”

"Xu Jian is definitely coming, you see, if Xu Jian doesn't come, how can there be so many girls......"

Cheng Fei felt that the person next to him was trembling, and turned his head to see that Wang Zhiwen, who was next to him, was so nervous that his face was flushed. There are at least hundreds of people around this field, all of whom have come to watch this "Jordan of the first year of high school" play, and the big words have been released, where can you not be nervous? To be ashamed, but to be embarrassed in front of so many people! If you don't play well, you won't be able to put your face down in the future, and you will become the laughing stock of others in the future!

Hu Haitao said in a low voice: "They are here." ”

Cheng Fei looked up and saw that a guy with a height of about 1.76 meters walked into the venue, although this person was not tall, but his muscles were well-proportioned and full. Hu Haitao introduced: "This is Hou Yankun, the captain of the track and field team, who only joined the school basketball team this year. ”

Hou Yankun swaggered under the basketball hoop and began to take off his school uniform, all eyes of the audience were focused on him, which seemed to make him enjoy it very much. He looked around and shouted, "Hey! Where's the ball, where's the ball! ”

A basketball flew high out of the crowd, Hou Yankun jumped up, caught it in the air, dribbled to the basket, and made a fairly standard three-step layup.

His whole body muscles are particularly developed because of the training in track and field, and the full calf muscles tense for a moment, and then suddenly loosen, and the whole person jumps high and gently sends the ball into the basket.

There was a burst of cheers from the sidelines.

Hou Yankun trotted very happily, the pace was like a rather proud gentleman's horse, he went around the halfway, and suddenly saw someone at a glance, and beckoned with a smile: "Hu Haitao, Mao Huan!" You're here, I thought you wouldn't dare to come! ”

"you, who's afraid of whom!" Hu Haitao made a gesture of disdain.

"Then come, you see, Zhang Hao is also here. What about that Mr. Jordan of yours? Hou Yankun said teasingly.

As he spoke, a boy with a height of about 1.84 meters walked into the court, picked up the basketball that had fallen on the ground, and began to shoot it one by one. He wasn't athletic, but he seemed to have very good jumping power and feel.

Hu Haitao laughed twice, patted Wang Zhiwen's shoulder, and said, "Okay, let's go!" ”

Hou Yankun's gaze moved to Wang Zhiwen's face, although he was still smiling, there was obviously a trace of contempt in his eyes, and he said: "Long admiration, long admiration!" Hu Haitao said that your ball skills are outstanding, comparable to Jordan! ”

Wang Zhiwen's face flushed, and he smiled reluctantly: "Hello, my name is Wang Zhiwen." ”

"It doesn't matter what you call it, if you really have the ability, someone will naturally remember your name in this place of Sixth Middle School." Hou Yankun waved his hand, turned around and walked away.

Wang Zhiwen looked embarrassed, Hu Haitao slapped him and said, "Let's go, let's start immediately!" ”

When the three of them walked into the venue, there was a commotion in the crowd, and all eyes were focused on Wang Zhiwen. There is no doubt that the so-called super rookie must refer to this student who is not yet 1.70 meters tall, and this little man who is less than 1.70 meters tall is far beyond people's expectations.

Wang Zhiwen felt like a man's back, and was stabbed by countless hot eyes.

Fortunately, the eyes quickly shifted direction.

It was as if there was a gust of wind blowing through the woods, and a name was stirring up like a wave in the crowd.

"Xu Jian......"

"Xu Jian is here! Xu Jian is here! ”

With a low exclamation, a young man in white clothes and white pants walked into the court.

He is about the same height as Hou Yankun, with natural curly hair, a very delicate face, an extremely elegant walking posture, and a white dress, which is simply the image of the legendary "Prince Charming".

Sure enough, the girls all let out a low exclamation and whispered something, especially those girls in the first year of high school, who looked straight in the eyes.

As soon as this person came out, Hou Yankun smiled, and the basketball in his hand flew towards him: "Come on, handsome guy!" ”

He caught the ball firmly with one hand, but there was no expression on his face, and his gaze faintly crossed Hou Yankun and looked at Wang Zhiwen.

Hu Haitao said in a low voice: "It's Xu Jian, the ace of the school team." ”

Wang Zhiwen nodded, exhaled, and walked towards them.

The three main forces of the school team, Xu Jian, Hou Yankun, and Zhang Hao, stood in front of him.

Wang Zhiwen stretched out his hand in a friendly manner and said, "I am Wang Zhiwen from the sixth class of the first year of high school. ”

Hou Yankun smiled noncommittally, shook his head, shook his hand, and suddenly shouted at Cheng Fei inexplicably: "Boy, I think you are stronger than this Jordan, why don't you come up and play two?" ”

Zhang Hao shook hands with Wang Zhiwen very politely and said, "Hello, I'm Zhang Hao, playing center in the school team." ”

Wang Zhiwen's hand stretched out to Xu Jian, and his gaze fell on the other party's face.

However, Xu Jian didn't even look at him again, his eyes were very sloppy, he looked listless, threw the ball in his hand over, and said briefly: "Let's start, how to fight?" ”

"Ten balls, first come, wins." Hu Haitao said.

"OK, let's fight quickly." Xu Jian said indifferently, turned around and walked to the three-point line.

Hu Haitao glanced at Wang Zhiwen, he looked very calm.

Wang Zhiwen served to Hu Haitao, Hu Haitao did not dribble, passed back directly, and then started to cross the run with Mao Huan.

Wang Zhiwen began to dribble.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Wang Zhiwen's hand, and for a while, the lively court suddenly quieted down, and only the sound of slow and powerful dribbling could be heard.

The corners of Hou Yankun's mouth curled, and he seemed to nod slightly; Zhang Hao let out a soft "oh" and stood under the basket with his arms outstretched; Xu Jian, who was disdainful before, actually looked at Wang Zhiwen at this time, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

How well basketball is played may not be judged by the dribble; But with such a dribbling posture, even a layman understands that the little man standing in front of them must not be underestimated, and such a soft and calm movement is by no means something that can be practiced overnight.

At the very least, he's a master dribbling.

Hou Yankun greeted him. Wang Zhiwen's movements in his hands accelerated, his body leaned forward, and he raised his hand to stuff the ball directly to Hu Haitao, who ran into the inner line. Although Hu Haitao is much shorter than Zhang Hao, with his strong body, he actually resisted Zhang Hao, and when he was about to turn around and shoot, Hou Yankun quickly pounced to help defend!

Hu Haitao jumped into the air, with a twist of his wrist, the ball flew straight into the hands of Wang Zhiwen on the free throw line.

Unmarked! Wang Zhiwen lightly stretched his ape arm and shot!

Although the arc of the ball was perfect, it "clanged" and smashed into the front of the basket.

Hu Haitao roared, took off the rebound, and immediately rose from the ground to make up for the basket!

"Smack"! The sound is loud and powerful. Hou Yankun jumped high and slapped Hu Haitao's close-range jumper with one palm! A very beautiful cap, the audience burst into cheers!

The ball fell into Xu Jian's hands, but he didn't even dribble, so he handed it to Hou Yankun, who ran outside the three-point line.

Wang Zhiwen stepped forward.

In everyone's opinion, the physical fitness of the two is superior to the inferior. Wang Zhiwen is almost half a head shorter than Hou Yankun, and his body is thin, which is very different from Hou Yankun's full muscles.

"When it comes to dribbling, I don't seem to be as good as you," Hou Yankun bowed his waist with the ball, smiled and said to Wang Zhiwen, "But let me teach you, it's useless to dribble well-" Before the words fell, the muscles on Hou Yankun's calves suddenly tightened, and the whole person shot out like an arrow off the string!

What a speed!

Wang Zhiwen was stunned for a moment, Hou Yankun had already thrown off the distance of two steps away from him and jumped outside the three-point line to shoot!

Jumper from the three-point line! This is something that very few high school students can do, because the waist and wrist strength required is amazing, let alone a pull-up jump shot after a fast break!