"I just picked up a basketball on the court," Cheng Fei said as he pushed open the door, "It feels good to the touch, and there is a signature on it, I guess it is the name of the owner." ”

Wang Zhiwen's eyes lit up: "Picked up a basketball?" You're in luck, show me! ”

Cheng Fei walked under the bed and pulled it out, and found a plastic bag from a pile of luggage, which contained the basketball he had just picked up. He took out the basketball and handed it to Wang Zhiwen. The lights in the bedroom are not too bright, but you can see them clearly. As soon as Cheng Fei saw the basketball in his hand, he was stunned.

Wang Zhiwen sighed a few times, carefully held the basketball with his fingers, shook his head and said: "Look at the basketball you picked up, how many years have people played, no wonder you don't look for you to come back......

The basketball in front of me was completely faded, the ball skin was gone, dusty, and very ugly, not to mention the signature on it. No matter how good basketball is, if it becomes like this, it is estimated that no one can look at it. However, what Cheng Fei just picked up on the court was obviously not this basketball! He remembered very well that the basketball was bright orange-red, almost brand new, and the grainy feeling was still fresh in his memory, especially the sign and signature on it, and it was impossible to read it wrong!

What's going on? Cheng Fei was dumbfounded for a moment and was speechless.

He thought about it for a while, could it be that when he went to the sink just now, the basketball was dropped? It's unlikely, these brothers haven't gotten along for a year or two, and they're all very good and won't steal the ball silently. Even if you steal it, you won't have to stuff a broken ball and pretend to be it! The more Cheng Fei thought about it, the more confused he became, could it really be that he had read it wrong before?

Wang Zhiwen flipped his wrist and slapped the ball on the ground. Dust kicks up.

"Phew!" Deng Liang next to him jumped up, covered his nose, and shouted, "Don't shoot the ball here, okay?" ”

Wang Zhiwen ignored it, nodded and said to himself: "The flexibility is not bad." It's just too old......"

Cheng Fei fanned away the dust in the air and said: "Let's not use this ball, if we find the owner, we still have to return it to others, if it is broken, don't you have to compensate others?" ”

Wang Zhiwen made a backward movement and laughed: "Who still wants this kind of wrecking ball?" Forget it, lest you really have to pay it back to others, and you have to find me to pay a new ball, it's not cost-effective! As he spoke, he threw the basketball to Cheng Fei.

Cheng Fei didn't react at once, he didn't catch it with both hands, grabbed it a few times in the air, was embarrassed, and finally hugged the ball safely.

Wang Zhiwen said with a smile: "You don't have a good sense of the ball, it's better to do this first, aren't you afraid of breaking this broken ball?" Then don't shoot, I'll teach you a few sets of movements, find a place every day, in the dormitory, practice and practice the feel, it will always help when you learn to play in the future. ”

Liu Junfeng, who was immersed in reading, raised his head and asked with a wicked smile, "What?" Wang Zhiwen: Do you want a tutorial to fly basketball? ”

"You're not convinced?"

Liu Junfeng laughed even more: "It's not that you are dissatisfied, you don't mislead people's children......"

Before the words fell, Wang Zhiwen rushed forward and grabbed Liu Junfeng's neck, and the two jokingly chased and fought, making a fuss in the 204 dormitory, and everyone else was not at peace, until the anger of the crowd was aroused, everyone rose up in groups, and the two of them were knocked down, and they gave up.

Wang Zhiwen was lying on the bed panting, panting and laughing, while pointing at Liu Junfeng and saying: "One day, I will train Cheng Fei to be the number one basketball master in the school, and I will say that I am a mistaken child!" ”

Liu Junfeng covered his stomach and smiled, and said in his mouth: "You fuck ......" He wanted to say that Cheng Fei couldn't become a basketball master no matter how good he was, but he suddenly realized that saying this was too disrespectful to Cheng Fei, so he swallowed the next words and just laughed.

As soon as Wang Zhiwen sat up from the bed, he saw Cheng Fei staring at him.

"What's wrong? Don't look at me like that! Wang Zhiwen's heart was furious.

"You're not...... Teach me a few sets of movements? Cheng Fei said sneeringly.

Although the brothers in the 204 bedroom had a good relationship with Cheng Fei, when they heard this, they all looked at Cheng Fei with strange eyes. Wang Zhiwen was also stunned for a long time. The difference in Cheng Fei's sports performance is well known to the whole school, and it is not news. Just now, his tone was so serious and full of expectations, as if he took Wang Zhiwen's joke seriously. It was a strange feeling, everyone wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare to laugh, and an emotion mixed with pity, surprise and doubt took over their minds.

"Oh!" Wang Zhiwen suddenly came back to his senses, took the basketball in Cheng Fei's hand, walked to a relatively spacious corner, pondered for a moment, and then said: "You see me do it again, follow it and learn it again!" ”

Cheng Fei nodded.

Wang Zhiwen leaned down, holding the ball between his legs in a figure of "8" quickly crossed around, the speed became faster and faster, the rhythm was not chaotic at all, and others could only see the shadows of his arms flashing continuously. Then, he came up with other moves and tricks. The people in the dormitory, including Liu Junfeng, all cheered.

Wang Zhiwen made a move, the basketball obediently slipped from his elbow to the palm of his hand, his face did not change color and his heart did not beat, and he handed the basketball in front of Cheng Fei. Cheng Fei excitedly took the basketball and practiced with a gourd.

As they expected, Cheng Fei's ball sense was so bad that as soon as he passed his crotch, the ball fell down. Cheng Fei shook his head, picked it up and tried again, but it still fell off. Under the silent gaze of everyone, Cheng Fei tried again and again, and finally improved slightly, but the clumsiness of his movements was obvious.

After a while, Cheng Fei was sweating profusely, and he stopped panting.

"Just practice more." Wang Zhiwen said with a smile.

Cheng Fei nodded.

Liu Junfeng raised his hand: "I have a better suggestion!" Sleep with a ball in your arms! ”

"Really?" Cheng Fei's eyes flashed.

"Go, go! You kid is talking nonsense again! Wang Zhiwen waved his hand disdainfully.

Liu Junfeng said with a stiff face: "I'm serious! Whether they play basketball or football, many of those stars have been sleeping with the ball since childhood, and it is very good to cultivate a sense of ball! Maradona, Jordan and the like have cultivated this feeling since childhood, and now it's a little late, but it's a little bit beneficial! ”

Cheng Fei jumped up, held the ball in one hand, took a towel from the table with the other and ran out.

"What is he doing?" Yang Cong asked.

"I'm going to wash the ball, and I'm going to sleep with it at night." Liu Junfeng said.

"Wash the ball......" Wang Zhiwen wanted to go out and pull Cheng Fei back, but after thinking about it, it didn't matter if the broken ball was washed, it was basically useless anyway, just wash it!

"Wang Zhiwen, it's not me who said you, it's you who mistook people." Liu Junfeng sighed while flipping through the book, "A good student, what do you instigate him to learn to play basketball with you, it's a lot of harm!" Look at his seriousness, if he is dedicated to learning to play basketball, and the results come up, his parents ask, we only have to tell the truth, it is you who bring the bad ......"

Wang Zhiwen rushed forward again and pinched Liu Junfeng's neck: "What do you mean I bring bad!" ”

Liu Junfeng resisted and said: "With Cheng Fei's physique, it's good not to get sick, and you also play basketball, you don't open which pot you want to mention!" Ay! I said don't pinch it, I'm serious, don't pinch it, okay? ”

Wang Zhiwen let go of Liu Junfeng, his face suddenly sank, and he said word by word: "You can be suspicious, but at least you must respect other people's dreams!" ”

Liu Junfeng sighed: "Whose dream do I not respect?" ”

"Cheng Fei's dream. He wanted to play basketball, and it was his choice. Wang Zhiwen said solemnly, "I respect his dream, and I am willing to do my best to help him realize this dream!" Is there something wrong? ”

"You ......" Liu Junfeng opened his mouth disapprenantly to say something, but was interrupted by Wang Zhiwen again.

"I also have a dream, I just want us to make a name for ourselves in Gezhouba No. 6 Middle School this year. You don't think it's possible, don't you, don't you? Wang Zhiwen glanced at the brothers in dormitory 204 with blazing eyes, "I have the right to dream, and I will definitely work hard to achieve it!" ”

There was silence in the dormitory.

The door opened. Cheng Fei ran in and was carefully wiping the water stains on the basketball with a towel. After some washing, the broken basketball was obviously much cleaner, although it was still so old, at least the dust was basically gone.

"You...... Do you really want to sleep with a basketball in your arms? Yang Cong couldn't help but ask.

"yes!" Cheng Fei said excitedly, "Cultivate a sense of ball." By the way, when do we start practicing? ”

Wang Zhiwen pondered for a moment and said, "After I finish the game with the three members of the school team tomorrow, we will start!" ”

"Good!" Cheng Fei clenched his fists and waved, "Tomorrow, I will accompany Liu Junfeng to play football first, and then come over to watch you play basketball." Hurry up and get to bed, Old Man Zhang said that the lights were going out! ”

"Ahh Damn, I haven't washed my feet yet! "The dormitory was suddenly in chaos, and those who took pots took pots, rushed out, squeezed around, and there was chaos.

In the chaos, Cheng Fei carefully carried the basketball to the bed and placed it next to the pillow. Within a few minutes, the dormitory suddenly became dark - Old Man Zhang turned off the lights. In the midst of cursing, Cheng Fei'an lay down calmly, putting his palms on the basketball. At this time, the eyes were temporarily out of sight, and the surroundings were so dark that they couldn't even see the outline of the basketball.

Cheng Fei felt that familiar touch, and his hands seemed to be the kind of very grainy ball skin. He stroked the basketball, and vaguely felt the rhythm of the percussion inside, like a strong and powerful heartbeat.

Maybe it's my heartbeat, Cheng Fei thought like this, and gradually sank into sleep.