Chapter 9 Born to Cast God
"Whoa! Crash! "In the spacious sink, there was a loud splash of water.
Cheng Fei pushed open the wooden door of the sink, walked in, and then quickly closed the door.
This sink is shared by the entire second floor, and the inside is a public toilet, and the outside is used for washing, which is usually a shower. There were no showers, so the students had to fill a basin of water and pour it down from the top of their heads. At this time, Wang Zhiwen was doing such a thing.
The moisture was filled, Wang Zhiwen's dark eyes turned around, and his wet long hair was attached to his forehead.
"It was a beautiful day." Cheng Fei said.
Wang Zhiwen smiled bitterly and wiped the water droplets on his body: "Really? In the end, I lost. ”
"But we all enjoyed it, we've never seen a game like this."
"When have you ever seen a game?" Wang Zhiwen teased, "If you lose, you lose, and your skills are not as good as others." That's right," Wang Zhiwen suddenly stopped what he was doing, glared at Cheng Fei in confusion and said, "How do you know that Xu Jian is going to break through from the left side?" ”
"Oh......" Cheng Fei didn't know how to explain, only smiled awkwardly, "I guess." ”
Wang Zhiwen glanced at him suspiciously, and did not continue to ask. Guess. This answer, while strange, seems to be the only acceptable one. Cheng Fei had never touched basketball at all, how could he make such an impossible judgment?
"Remember what we said last time?" Cheng Fei asked tentatively.
"What?" Wang Zhiwen began to get dressed.
"Teach me to play, and also, you say you're going to build a team."
Wang Zhiwen smiled: "There is no problem in teaching you to play, when do you want to start learning?" ”
"Just today." Cheng Fei came to the spirit.
"You can really pick the time," Wang Zhiwen sighed, "just when I finished taking a shower." Okay, grab your lucky basketball, let's go to the front court, just preach, maybe don't have to take a shower again. ”
"Why don't you go to the back of the dormitory?"
"Just lost there, and then ran out in front of everyone and embarrassed? Forget it. Wang Zhiwen waved his hand and opened the door, "Go get the ball, I'll wait for you here." ”
The stadium at the entrance of the sixth middle school.
It is a separate stadium, there are no student dormitories nearby, and there are no teaching buildings in sight, only a teacher's family building standing next to it, surrounded by flowers, and at night, there are very few people coming and going. Cheng Fei was very impressed by this place, because the two mysterious basketball masters played on this court, and the worn-out basketball was also picked up here.
Cheng Fei thought of the white elbow pads again, and wondered if he could still dream of him tonight......
Wang Zhiwen, who was wearing white short sleeves, stood under the basket, stretching his limbs against the cool night breeze, and it could be seen that his mood was slightly better.
"It's so dark now, is it suitable for practice?" Cheng Fei asked cautiously.
"To be honest, it doesn't work." Wang Zhiwen took the basketball in Cheng Fei's hand, stood under the basket frame with a small hook, and the ball wiped the board into the net.
Cheng Fei was speechless.
Wang Zhiwen hooked another one with his backhand, turned around and smiled: "Isn't this what you asked to practice?" It's okay, practicing at night will help improve your feel, and if you can shoot at night, let alone during the day. ”
Cheng Fei nodded: "What you said also makes sense." ”
"Of course, shooting is not so much a technique as a feeling," Wang Zhiwen dribbled to the free throw line, shot casually, and the basketball obediently drilled into the Nets, "Hu Weidong, the player known as 'Chinese Jordan', has more than 1,000 degrees of myopia, but he still walks through Yang outside the three-point line. ”
Wang Zhiwen threw the ball to Cheng Fei: "Give it a try, you can do whatever you want, just get the ball in." ”
Cheng Fei held the ball and stood three or four steps away from the basket, he carefully recalled the shooting actions he saw in the afternoon: Xu Jian's, Wang Zhiwen's, Zhang Hao's...... But even when Wang Zhiwen shot just now, he didn't see that posture clearly. Cheng Fei was like a girl, holding the ball in both hands, staring at the basket illuminated by the dim light, and gently pushed it out.
"Whew", the Nets made a crisp sound, a hollow ball.
Wang Zhiwen was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "You kid has good luck, and you scored the first shot in your life." As he spoke, he threw the ball back again.
Cheng Feile caught the ball hehehe, and still pushed it gently, "Wow", it was another hollow ball!
"I'm not mistaken!" Wang Zhiwen was shocked, "Take a step back and come again!" ”
Cheng Fei had an excited smile on his face, took a step back, caught the ball thrown by Wang Zhiwen, aimed, launched, or scored! The surprised Wang Zhiwen handed Cheng Fei 10 balls in a row, and Cheng Fei actually scored 8 goals at different positions within the three-point line!
After casting, Cheng Fei was already out of breath, but his face was flushed with excitement.
Wang Zhiwen slapped the ball and said excitedly: "It's the first time I've seen this kind of thing, a person who has never touched a basketball has scored so many goals in the dark!" ”
Cheng Fei smiled and said, "This is luck, right?" ”
"Shooting itself also depends on luck, if you are really lucky to shoot a goal, it also shows that you are born with a sense of shooting," Wang Zhiwen paused and continued, "You are a natural pitcher!" ”
"However," Wang Zhiwen said, "your shooting action must not do this, you must learn a standard posture, which will be beneficial for you to participate in the game in the future, like me, hold the ball with one hand, and then hold the ball with the palm of your left hand." ”
Cheng Fei did so, and suddenly felt that the basketball in his hand was not obeying, and he might roll down at any time.
Wang Zhiwen continued while correcting his movements: "Take a small step forward with your right foot, so that it is easy to exert force, bend over, bend your knees, that's right!" Feel the power coming from under your feet, and throw the ball while jumping! ”
Cheng Fei's knees straightened, and the ball in his hand flew out like a kite with a broken string, falling to the top of Wang Zhiwen's head, fortunately, Wang Zhiwen was quick and caught the ball, otherwise his hair would have been washed in vain.
"Next, pay attention to the control of the ball with the palm, and pay attention to the middle three fingers to be open......" Wang Zhiwen hurriedly corrected Cheng Fei's movements, not noticing that a group of people were walking towards him.
"Hey! Hey! Hey! Look who this is! One of them shouted in a high-pitched voice, "Isn't this the 'Jordan No. 2' who played downstairs today?" Hide here to practice, and want to seek revenge on someone one day, right? ”
"Say a few words, Chen Jie, Wang Zhiwen is depressed enough." Another said.
Wang Zhiwen's face showed a smile, and he let the first person to speak come over - the man was tall and thin, and his slender arms immediately wrapped around Wang Zhiwen's neck, and he said with a smile: "Wang Zhiwen, you really show your face today, this trick is enough, the girls in the whole school know you......"
"Chen Jie, you don't come to this set," Wang Zhiwen broke free with a smile, looked at the group of people standing on the court, and looked at them one by one: Chen Jie, who is tall and long-armed, Yang Cong, who is strong and strong, Liu Junfeng, who is as smart as a thin monkey, Deng Liang, who is broad-shouldered and strong, Zhang Yulai, who is honest and honest, and Li Lin, who is muscular, - each of them is smiling. "Why are you all here?"
"Can't you come to learn and learn? Can you teach us to fly, but can't you teach us? Liu Junfeng said with a smile.
"I'm a defeated general." Wang Zhiwen said self-deprecatingly.
"Don't think about this," Liu Junfeng patted Wang Zhiwen on the shoulder and whispered, "Today I understand a truth, in the sixth middle school, there are still more people watching basketball, and playing well is the most important thing...... See what I mean? ”
Wang Zhiwen was confused, and shook his head again and again: "I don't understand." ”
"Ahem!" Liu Junfeng scratched his brain, "It's just to praise you for your good looks, I want to learn to play basketball with you, understand?" ”
"You've all watched the afternoon ballgame?" Wang Zhiwen came to his senses.
"Of course," Yang Cong said with a smile, "from the beginning to the end, not a second will fall." It's a beautiful game, so I'm coming to you to learn. ”
"I'm here to see Yulai," Chen Jie said with a grin, "Did Cheng Fei speak, I'm embarrassed to refute his old man's face, right, Yulai?" ”
Zhang Yulai was tall, but he looked very thin, he nodded honestly: "Yes, Wang Zhiwen, you are playing really well, I just came to see, I don't know if I can play well." ”
Wang Zhiwen glanced at Cheng Fei behind him gratefully. Cheng Fei blinked.
A team, a team that belongs to him, that he has built and built with his own hands, is close at hand. A group of fifteen or sixteen-year-olds who have the ability and time to learn how to play. And he will pass on all the experience, skills, and skills of playing in the past few years to them, and to cultivate this team in the shortest possible time.
At least, behind him, there is already a "god pitcher" who may be rare.
Wang Zhiwen's chest was full of passion, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and after calming down a little, he said what was in his heart: "I have been playing basketball for four or five years, at the beginning, because of my short stature, I was always bullied by big men, and then I didn't admit defeat, so I practiced dribbling crazily every day, and even slept with the ball, and after a few months, I became the best ball control on the court, and then later, I can pass people as I like."
"But then I realized that the most important thing about playing basketball is to get the ball into the basket, and I couldn't shoot it on the outside, and I was often blocked by the big man inside, so I started shooting again. I don't remember how many times a day I threw it, but I remember that I couldn't even pick up my chopsticks for a week. After that, I became the 'god shot' on the court, no one dared to underestimate me anymore, and some people gave me the nickname 'Jordan No. 2'.
"I say this to tell you that playing basketball is not an easy thing to do, and if you want to reach a certain level in a short period of time, you have to pay a huge price; However, playing basketball can also be said to be 'hard work can make up for clumsiness', as long as you continue to do it, your ability and level can be improved, a point of sweat, a point of gain. This is my personal experience. I believe that in another two or three years, or even another year, some of you will surpass my level, surpass Xu Jian's level......"
Wang Zhiwen glanced at the dormitory brothers in front of him with a bright look, and saw the same passion shining in their eyes, he continued: "I have long hoped to participate in a team and be able to play official games, so as to allow myself to reach a new level in basketball, Hu Haitao's words infected me, I really want to pull up all the people in our dormitory, and blow a basketball whirlwind on campus, and one day I can ......" Wang Zhiwen suddenly shut up and said in a low voice: " It's all wishful thinking. ”
"Then, let's set up this team today." Cheng Fei behind him said lightly.
"That's right, let's pull up the team today," Liu Junfeng said anxiously, "We all agree!" ”
Yang Cong responded: "That's right, let's form a team!" ”
Li Lin nodded: "They are all buddies in the dormitory, play ball together and play together!" ”
Chen Jie smiled and said, "I have no opinion, but I may be absent from work often." ”
Zhang Yulai hesitated a little: "Yes, I am afraid that I will drag you back......"
Deng Liang said "oops" and said: "It's not me pouring cold water, you see the height of our people, the highest is Zhang Yulai, how much, one meter seventy-six, right?" And then there's Chen Jie, one meter seventy-five, right? Li Lin and I are only 1.72 meters, and the others are not even 1.7 meters, who can win the fight......"
"Shut up," Liu Junfeng roared, "Lao Tzu has 1.70 meters!" ”
"Don't fight," Cheng Fei said, "so we need you, Deng Liang, without you, our average height will go down a notch." And I asked, the annual grade basketball league will be held in November this year, and I heard that the results of the ball game are directly linked to the results of the class teacher, and your class teacher will have to find someone to form a team at that time......"
"Huh?" Deng Liang touched his head and softened his tone, "Yes, group activities, participate in it, it should be regarded as exercise." ”
Wang Zhiwen smiled and said, "Then it's decided!" From tonight onwards, I'll teach you how to play, and we'll all make time to play together every day after school and on weekends. Don't worry, Hu Haitao, a sophomore in high school, will also help us, and the level of several of them in the sophomore is very good. ”
"Since...... You're in such a good mood, I want to say it straight when I have a sentence......" Yang Cong deliberately sold Guanzi.
"If there's a fart, let it go!"
"Actually, the reason why we want to learn basketball is not because of how well you play......" Yang Cong cleared his throat and said with a wicked smile, "That Xu Jian is really amazing, and his ball skills are good, so ...... We're all tempted......"
"Wow, look down on me, don't you?" Wang Zhiwen shouted.
"Xu Jian......" Liu Junfeng sighed, and then waved his arm violently, "One day I will humiliate him on the spot!" ”
A group of people burst into laughter and began to sarcastically mock Liu Junfeng's "crazy words".
In the laughter, Wang Zhiwen thought to himself: I still have two years to go, and one day, I will have to cross the hurdle of Xu Jian, and one day......
Cheng Fei behind him didn't smile, he was holding the basketball he had just practiced - it was the ball of high school sophomore Hu Haitao, not the one he picked up - as if he heard the "pounding" heartbeat again. He silently felt the magical rhythm......