Chapter 18: Countdown to Parting (2)
The ball is Zhang Yi's lifeline, and friendship is the flesh and blood proof of his existence.
Ye Jing also needs to say it, Zhang Yi thought so, and unconsciously walked to her door.
Just as he was about to knock on the door, "Zhang Yi, come back to work!" "Uncle Long sent a flying message.
Zhang Yi rubbed his hair, thinking that forget it, let's talk about it later. He turned and walked towards Long Kee.
Although Uncle Long asked him to come back to work, it was actually the work of packing luggage.
"Dragon, you're going to Los Angeles with these tapes?" Wacker asked curiously.
Uncle Long shook his head and pointed at Zhang Yi, who was carefully putting into the box one by one.
"These things have already belonged to this kid, and I don't have a problem if he throws them all away."
Wacker whistled loudly, then crouched down and whispered in Zhang Yi's ear, "Boy, have you seen all these tapes?" ”
"Except for Jordan's ten!" Zhang Yi said while tidying up.
"Ten plates?!" Wacker shouted in surprise, thinking that the god of basketball is really an old rascal, and he has a poor half of the game.
"I said, except for Jordan's tape, I bought everything else, do you want to make a price?" Wacker said with a grin.
Uncle Long raised his eyebrows when he heard this. Zhang Yi stopped, smiled and made a gesture to collect money, "I don't know how much money you have?" ”
"There are still tens of millions of US knives." Wacker said proudly that he was quite good at playing among the players, never messing around, and there were no illegitimate children.
Although he didn't invest his money in any industry, WACKER didn't care about money, he cared about basketball!
Zhang Yi rubbed the tip of his nose, shook his head with pity and said, "It's not enough, these treasures, let's talk about it when you make up enough 100 million." ”
"Haha. Eat it, old Wacker. ”
Uncle Long laughed twice, thinking that he was worthy of being his apprentice.
And Wacker's face was like a piece of red iron that had just come out of the fire, and if he poured some water on his head, it would probably be able to burn steam.
"Damn Chinese, I can't do business with you." Wacker muttered angrily as he walked out of the room.
It didn't take long for him to come in and call Uncle Long out.
"Dragon, what are you going to do?" Wacker asked, gulping down ice water.
"Do what I have to do." The dragon looked at the basketball in front of him and replied.
"Continue to be Zhang Yi's personal trainer?" WACKER didn't want dragons to interfere with their team.
Because how can there be two coaches with strong personalities and tough in a team.
Uncle Long glanced at him, "You know what I have to do. His eyes sharpened for a moment.
Wacker nodded, "It's been almost twenty years... That's it, even if you poke a hole in the alliance..."
He is still impressed by what happened to the Dragons, after all, the Lakers' Big Three included Wacker.
And all he knows are insider scandals that outside fans and even the media don't know about.
The conversation between Uncle Long and Wacker was overheard by Zhang Yi, who was about to walk over, and he stopped and leaned against the wall where the two could not see.
What did Uncle Long go through twenty years ago?
Zhang Yi clenched his fists, it seems that this matter must be asked clearly in the future.
Zhang Yi could more or less guess the reason why Uncle Long didn't tell him.
But even so, no matter what you have to face, as a disciple of the dragon, the favor must be repaid! Hatred is to be avenged!
"Uncle Long, all the important things have been sorted out." Zhang Yi walked over and said with a smile.
The clouds that shrouded the arena were only cleared with his arrival.
"Don't bring too much luggage, I still need you to carry my suitcase."
Wacker stood up and patted Zhang Yi on the shoulder and laughed.
Uncle Long said angrily, "Wacker, you give me some restraint, Zhang Yi is still my disciple!" Don't act like I'm selling child labor, and don't trouble him with chores other than basketball in the future. ”
"You Chinese are short-sighted!" Wacker scoffed.
Uncle Long rolled up his sleeves and shouted, "Lao Tzu is just protecting the short, so what? ”
Wacker bared his big yellow fangs and said, "Look at me on the basketball court to destroy your majesty." ”
After speaking, the two middle-aged uncles fought in the stadium with the ball again.
Zhang Yi looked at it for a while, pillowed his arms, and lay on the floor.
The empty arena echoes with the sound of slapping basketballs, the shaking of hoops and rebounds, and from time to time Wacker can be heard spewing trash talk in broken Chinese.
Zhang Yi felt an unprecedented calm in his heart, and the light in front of his eyes slowly disappeared until it was completely dark.
It was as if he had stepped into a space that had no boundaries of time and space.
Here, the sound of basketball slapping turned into small dots, and Zhang Yi tried to connect these dots into a line with his fingers, only to find that it was a person's offensive line.
Even from the sound of the slap, Zhang Yi could discern the attacker's height, weight, and even strength and speed.
It's WACKER! WACKER attacks with the ball!
dribbled under the crotch and then broke through Uncle Long's right hand, but Uncle Long's hand touched the basketball, and the strength was not enough, and the ball could not be broken!
Wacker's power helped him break through Uncle Long's defense, go to the bottom line, and shoot a backward jumper at a zero degree angle!
Zhang Yi woke up suddenly, and what was in front of him was the moment when the basketball flew to the basket......
Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and Wacker's posture was just as he saw it, a standard step-back jumper!
"This goal will go in!"
Zhang Yi's words fell, and the basketball was hollowed into the basket!
Everything was as if it were in his heart, and it was exactly the same!
"What's going on?" Zhang Yi's forehead was full of sweat, and he felt the tightness of the muscles in his whole body as if he had just experienced two hours? No, at least four hours of ultra-intense training.
His whole figure was bound to the floor, not to the point of cramping, but it was really not pleasant.
After taking a few deep breaths, Zhang Yi's physical strength recovered somewhat, and he had the strength to stand up.
"Uncle Long, Wacker, I'm a little tired, I'll go home first."
Zhang Yi simply said hello to the two who were still playing, and left Long Ji.
This is the third time that this strange feeling has appeared, is this what the so-called idiosyncratic qualities in Wacker's mouth are referring to?!
Zhang Yi kept thinking about Wacker's ball just now, and he didn't know how long he left, but when he looked up, the door in front of him belonged to Ye Jing's family.
"How did you come here unconsciously?"
Zhang Yi saw that it was dark, and he wanted to talk about it tomorrow, but he didn't take two steps and came back again.
Ye Jing's room was on the second floor, and Zhang Yi was standing at the root of the back wall.
Woohoo! Woohoo! I learned six dog barks in a row, which was the code for the two of them.
Sure enough, Ye Jing opened the window and poked his head out.
Silky hair that spreads out before bed pours down and is filled with an alluring scent. She tilted her head and looked at Zhang Yi happily, signaling to him, wait a minute.
After a while, Ye Jing came out of the gate, and in front of Zhang Yi, he was as lively as a deer jumping out of the fence.
"Auntie, ten minutes!" Zhang Yi said embarrassedly to Ye Jing's mother who was standing in the door.
"Xiao Yi, why do you still learn to bark as a dog, wouldn't it be good if you want to find Qin'er and come in directly." Ye Jing's mother laughed and teased.
"Got it, Auntie, I'll knock on the door next time, hahaha."
Before Zhang Yi finished speaking, he was pulled by Ye Jing and walked onto the path.
Zhang Yi used to come to Ye Jing at night, and they always walked for ten minutes and chatted by the way.
A few minutes ago, Ye Jing was waiting for Zhang Yi to speak. "You're going to the United States?"
Zhang Yi was suddenly asked by Ye Jing, and replied with a smile, "Yes." Tomorrow. Go to Los Angeles. ”
Ye Jing suddenly took Zhang Yi's hand, the two looked at each other, and the air became warm in an instant.
"Kiss me." Ye Jing's words were not finished yet.
Zhang Yi's passionate kiss was printed on her lips, and he stretched out his arms and hugged Ye Jing's whole person......
The love that has been accumulated for several years with each other erupted in a moment, and they were reluctant to separate for a long time.
"Yi, wait for me in the United States, I will go to you, and in a year I will apply for an exchange student, Los Angeles, right, wait for me, a year at most! All right? ”
Ye Jing said excitedly and affectionately.
"Of course! But until then, I don't allow you to feel even the slightest bit sad in your heart. ”
Zhang Yi's big hand caressed Ye Jing's delicate face.
Warmth has always been the impression that Zhang Yi left in Ye Jing's heart, and this moment is no exception.
And, from now on, Ye Jing forced herself to be strong, since she loved Zhang Yi, she decided to love everything about him.
Ten minutes had already passed, and they were reluctant to separate, Zhang Yi watched Ye Jing enter the house, and waited against the root of the back wall.
Ye Jing leaned out of the window at this time, and took off a pendant from his neck and threw it to Zhang Yi.
Said the last good night before parting.
"Good night, Ye Jing!" Zhang Yi watched her close the window.
She placed the pendant on her nose, which still had her flower-like intoxicating body fragrance.
When he opened the pendant, he found that it was a group photo taken by his mother when he and Ye Jing met for the first time when they were young.
It turns out that you have been keeping... Zhang Yi hung the pendant on his chest and kissed it...
Sorry to keep you waiting so long... I'm sorry I'm leaving again... Sorry it took so many years to realize that I like you...
Ye Jing, I have identified you, and you will not change in this life, wait for me!