"Together?" Su Miao stared at the basketball, looking carefully, except for Mu Chenfeng, he didn't know any of the names on the basketball, and all the brothers who had worked hard with him had left the team, and the third middle school had also undergone earth-shaking changes in the past year.

Everything stems from the game where Su Miao was injured, the players retreated, and the graduation graduated, it can be said that Xu Kai's bad action pushed not only Su Miao, but also the entire Third Middle School.

It can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, today's No. 3 Middle School is full of vitality, and the strength of these juniors is really not much to give up with their class, and being able to scorch with a team of this level in the attached middle school to the last moment is enough to prove their potential.

The third middle school, the future can be expected.

"Senior, have you thought about it?" Mu Chenfeng asked, "Do you want to return to the team?" ”

Su Miao didn't answer immediately, he didn't know how much of his strength was left, he didn't dare to make a conclusion, after all, he hadn't touched basketball for so long, he also verified his level, if his strength was acceptable, of course he wanted to continue playing, but if it backfired and became a burden to the third middle school, then he would rather continue to be in his current state.

What basketball players fear most is that they are useless on the court.

"Then let's verify it." Su Miao's expression betrayed his inner thoughts to Mu Chenfeng, "Let's see if you still have oil in your tank." ”

After speaking, the two moved to the center of the court.

"How do you verify it?" Su Miao asked.

"I'm not bullying you either, you haven't played in so long." At this time, Mu Chenfeng only wanted to relieve Su Miao's pressure, and his ability to stand on the court again was already the beginning of success, and the next thing Mu Chenfeng had to do was to make Su Miao believe that he had the strength to return to the arena.

"Let's shoot a basketball." Mu Chenfeng pointed to the point on the ground, "Explode the point." ”

"Plus three three-pointers." Mu Chenfeng added.

Three-point shooting is not a big man's strong point, but Mu Chenfeng deliberately added this additional condition, this move is very risky, and if he is not careful, it will make Su Miao lose confidence and push the man who has just crawled out of hell and has not had time to breathe fresh air back into the abyss.

"Do you want to come?" Mu Chenfeng was slightly provocative.

"Okay." Su Miao accepted the other party's challenge very calmly, and he also wanted to know if he could do it.

Either give up, or be reborn in Nirvana. Su Miao had no choice.

"Explosive point" is a very common means of play on the basketball court, without any interference around the point on the free throw area to shoot a circle, the basic skills of shooting are very high, because each shot distance is different, the pitcher needs to constantly adapt and adjust in the game, plus a total of 9 free throws, there are also additions like Mu Chenfeng to add extra three points, three-point shooting is a very conventional scoring means for outside players, compared to outside players, Thinking that a player like Su Miao, who has been fighting inside all the year round, is naturally very bad at this technique, if it is not a last resort, they will not appear on the three-point line.

"Scheming." Su Miao smiled slightly, knowing that three points were not the characteristics of an inside player, he deliberately added three points, obviously with ulterior motives, "I also left myself a back hand." ”

"You're a senior, I'll come first." After speaking, Mu Chenfeng took the ball to the first point closest to the basket.

"I'm a senior, you kick off first?" Su Miao was stunned, the way of the world has really changed.

Swish~

The sound of basketball and nets rubbing against each other is crisp and pleasant, and it is completely comparable to the most beautiful music in the world.

Mu Chenfeng scored the first point with a knife in his hand, and the next two points were also ended with the same sound.

The fourth point is particularly critical, and those who have blown up the point know that this point is called "the most test of basic shooting skills", and it is also the certification point of masters, and most people have fallen into this.

Mu Chenfeng's fourth point was carried twice more than before, and it seemed that he also knew the difficulty of this point.

"It's beautiful." Su Mengyao's eyes were completely attracted by Mu Chenfeng's shooting posture, his movements were indeed beautiful, standard but not stiff, his shots were smooth and smooth, and it was logical to score goals.

"It's far worse than your brother's shot." Su Miao's answer was slightly vinegary.

"You?" Su Mengyao had a disdainful expression, "My brother's shot is hard and ugly, and it doesn't look good at all." ”

The brother and sister began to fight each other on a daily basis.

"......" Su Miao couldn't speak for a while, "But I can score." ”

Goal!

While speaking, Mu Chenfeng threw the fourth ball in, and Mu Chenfeng breathed a sigh of relief after the goal, which shows that no matter how strong the master is, there will be a little pressure on this point.

finally came to the free throw line, the position that Mu Chenfeng is most familiar with.

On the free throw line, Mu Chenfeng has a shooting rate of more than 80%, and that is still the data in official games, if the shooting rate is higher in normal training.

The free throw line is known as the watershed of the bomb point game, there are a total of 9 points, and the free throw point is the fifth, compared to the other eight symmetrical points, this point is particularly special, because this distance is only one, as long as this point is thrown, the distance of the back point is the same as the previous one, but the direction is different.

It can be said that if you hit the penalty spot first, the game cannot be said to be a final conclusion, but it can be regarded as a win for more than half of the time.

This is Mu Chenfeng's most confident point, but when Mu Chenfeng stood on the free throw line and was about to throw the ball, a back instantly appeared in his mind, and the back flashed by but was seen very clearly by Mu Chenfeng.

Qiu Fei, the guy who had just beaten himself with a free throw in the morning game.

You're really haunted. Mu Chenfeng muttered psychologically, when is it bad to pick a critical time.

Free throws are the most important thing to focus on, if you have other thoughts in your mind and focus on the ball and the basket, then there is a chance that this ball will not go in.

Bang dang. Mu Chenfeng's shot was a little short and smashed into the front of the basket.

Su Miao's opportunity came, "Look, no matter how beautiful the posture is, it's useless, whether you should enter or not." Su Mengyao pouted and gave him a blank look.

Mu Chenfeng handed the ball to Su Miao with a sad face and walked off the field by himself.

Su Miao has special feelings for basketball, this touch is the first time he has touched the basketball since he was injured, he deliberately did not touch the basketball, since the injury Su Miao has an indescribable feeling about the basketball, let alone touching the ball, even watching others play his body will shake uncontrollably, especially the hands are the most shaken, he defines this state of his own as fear, so he is afraid of touching the ball.

But it wasn't until he picked up the ball again that he realized that his tremors were not caused by fear, it was excitement and longing, and his body longed for a reunion with basketball.

He did, and the basketball waited back to his owner.

Su Miao's hand was still shaking, the more he tried to control it, the more he trembled, he wanted to wait for his hand to calm down before making a move, but he couldn't wait to throw the ball out.

The ball thrown out by the trembling hand is naturally unstable, Su Miao waited a year to throw this ball again, like him, the basketball also waited for a year, and even the god of luck was excited to appear at the moment of reunion after a long absence, the basketball jumped on the basket, as if dancing a cheerful dance, and then fell into the basket, making a perfect start for this reunion.

Su Mengyao had already cried into tears, and at this time she had already made an important decision in her heart.

The feeling of scoring a goal will make people's adrenaline secretion accelerate, Su Miao decided to take advantage of the victory to chase and continue to throw, when he was about to throw the second ball, he found that the hands that had just trembled violently were not shaking at all, and instead they were surprisingly stable, stable like a machine, this is the feeling, when he was still the leader of the third squadron, his shot was as stable as a machine.

Shot, hit! Shoot again, hit again.

Su Miao's state was unbelievable even to himself.

Such continuous hits are nothing in the eyes of ordinary people, at most they can be regarded as accurate or lucky, but now it is Su Miao who is pitching, a person who has been away from the court for a year, it stands to reason that his muscle memory has faded a lot, but he can't see the strength of shooting at him, and those who don't understand the situation still think that he shoots like this every day.

Muscle memory is not diminished is fake, if Su Miao's performance is the effect of the reduction, then his ability before the injury is simply terrifying.

If it weren't for Su Mengyao's excited performance, Mu Chenfeng would definitely feel cheated, but Su Miao really hadn't touched basketball in a year.

The man in front of him is worthy of being the captain of the third middle school.

He's got the quality of a captain and now he's got the courage to get back on the pitch.

Finally, Su Miao came to the fourth point, and how much his level still retains depends on this shot.

Su Mengyao clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and prayed silently, Mu Chenfeng's eyes were like torches, he wanted to witness the return of the king with his own eyes.

Su Miao slapped the ball twice, lifted the ball above his head, and a force surged from the soles of his feet to his knees, transmitted to his fingertips through his body, and his fingers gently pulled the basketball out, the basketball swirled quickly in the air, and fell extremely quickly after passing the commanding heights, and the basketball seemed to have life, obediently drilling into the basket.

"Great!" After scoring the goal, Su Mengyao was the most excited, and the admiration resounded throughout the stadium, and several individual players who shot the basket next to him were frightened and stunned.

"In." Su Miao's eyes stared at his right hand excitedly, his eyes were a little wet, it turned out that his hands, his knees, his body, and every cell of his had never thought of giving up, as long as he touched the basketball, it would be activated immediately.

"Mu Chenfeng, now is the real battle." At this time, the two stood on the same running line.