Jumping, kicking, screaming, whistlering.

There was no controversial malicious foul, the referee's gesture was very clear, and Lu Maoyun was directly expelled from the game.

The suspense of the game was lost, and Lu Maoyun's mind went blank.

Stunned teammates, angry opponents, dazed managers, and almost frantic spectators.

This is the 50 years since the establishment of Ya'an Middle School, the men's basketball team is the closest to qualifying, under the leadership of the talented player Lu Maoyun, Ya'an Middle School all the way to the top four of the district preliminaries, and one step further, it can be recorded in the history of the school team.

Ending with such a result was unexpected by everyone.

Lu Maoyun's vision blurred.

Three days ago, Lu Maoyun's father died unexpectedly, and a ruthless car accident took the life of this fan father.

Dad is Lu Maoyun's only surviving relative.

He is Lu Maoyun's favorite person.

He is the initiator of Lu Maoyun's basketball.

He is all the reliance of Lu Maoyun's life.

I still remember when I was a child, Lu Maoyun, who was born in a single-parent family, lived a down-and-out life, was ridiculed, and being bullied was a compulsory course for him every day, he had no friends, and the children around him looked down on him, but no matter how miserable he was every day, as long as he waited until his father came home and saw his father's face, he could burst into tears and laugh.

In order to exercise Lu Maoyun's healthy body and strong heart, his father made a small basket from discarded wooden boards and taught him to play basketball.

The skinny Lu Maoyun immediately learned this fun sport.

He learned to dribble, he learned to go to the basket, he learned to shoot.

Dad and basketball are all the fun of Lu Maoyun's childhood.

After entering middle school, the hard-working Lu Maoyun is even more out of control, his academic performance is excellent, and his basketball talent is even more amazing.

Lu Maoyun still remembers his father's promise that if he entered the city competition, he would take a day off to come to school to watch his competition.

For the sake of his father, Lu Maoyun made up his mind to win the competition.

But now, everything is ruined.

The game is ruined, the life is ruined, the basketball dream is ruined......

Lonely and degenerate, Lu Maoyun began to degenerate, he learned to smoke, he learned to drink, and he learned to mix in society.

He skipped classes, got into fights, bullied his classmates, and he became a new generation of delinquent teenagers around the school, and his academic performance plummeted like a roller coaster, and repetition was inevitable.

Lu Maoyun has changed, his love for basketball has also changed, and the basketball he once loved is now just a tool for him to make a living.

In order to win, for the sake of money, he can do whatever it takes, even if it destroys the last holy place in his heart - basketball.

……

Facing the proud Roy, Lu Maoyun's heart was entangled.

The young man in front of him not only had the same eyes as he did back then, but he was also wearing a school uniform from Ya'an Middle School.

The first time the two looked at each other, Lu Maoyun recognized the familiar school uniform.

On the right chest of the white T-shirt, a school emblem of Ya'an is clearly printed.

Roy is a student at Ya'an Middle School, and he is his own student.

Is this a fateful showdown?

Ya'an Middle School has produced another basketball genius.

It's like yourself back then, you were yourself that year.

That's right, that year.

That year, he had long flowing hair.

That year, he was the darling of the whole school.

That year, he thought that fate was going to open his happy arms to him.

But God is so unfair, it takes everything from itself in an instant.

And Roy, why can you be so lucky?

The lucky ones themselves are not supposed to exist in the world.

So, now I'm going to take everything from you too.

In fact, there is no need for Luo Yucheng to hint, Lu Maoyun has already made up his mind, he wants to take revenge on fate, and he wants to destroy this genius junior's championship dream.

If one time isn't enough, do it again.

Until Roy fell to the ground in agony.

Until he also experienced the pain he had back then.

Lu Maoyun's goal was achieved.

He thought the game would be over.

But why, Roy stood up again.

His eyes are more resolute, and his fighting spirit is more vigorous.

Lu Maoyun didn't dare to face Roy, he wavered, he felt guilty for the first time.

"I've got to win this game." Even Roy's tone was the same as his own back then.

Time is running out, and Roy's comeback at this time is a huge deterrent to the "Purple Gold Dynasty".

The inner chaos, mixed with the heart-rending roar of the audience, can change the course of the game at any time.

Luo Yucheng had long realized this, and he was busy giving Lu Maoyun a look, and the meaning was very clear, even if he risked the world's disapproval, he would bring Roy to the end.

And now it is time to extinguish this rekindled flame before Roy can make a move.

Lu Maoyun's heart is struggling, one step forward is heaven, and one step back is hell.

All he could choose was to throw himself into the misery with his eyes closed.

Facing Roy's jump, Lu Maoyun rose to his feet, and he sent his knees straight out, just like he did for the first time.

Roy didn't back down, even in the face of a malicious foul from Lu Maoyun.

The two slammed into each other, both flew out, and Roy fell to the ground again.

Lu Maoyun fell to the ground on his back, his head was also hit lightly, and the boos, curses, and protests came as scheduled, which showed that he had succeeded, Roy was knocked down, and he should not stand up again this time.

But the chaos lasted only a few seconds before it came to an abrupt end, no more boos, no more cursing, no more protests, and instead erupted into a deafening cheer.

What's going on? Lu Maoyun was sure that his ears had heard correctly.

He slowly got up, and this time even he fell hard, let alone Roy.

However, Roy stood strong on the field at the moment, panting, holding his trembling knees on the field, the sun shining his back even higher, he was like a mountain that never sets.

Why could he still get up, Lu Maoyun's emotional defense line completely collapsed, and memories quickly occupied his mind......

Those are the opponents who have been put down by him, some of them are in pain, some of them are furious, they are all "trump cards" who have been knocked down by themselves, and no one can get back up, because the "ace killer" will never give them a chance to get back up.

Except for Roy.

No malicious fouls, only free throws.

The referee's misjudgment drew boos from all over the room.

But nothing could stop Roy's desire to win.

Two free throws were scored to make it 37:35 with 35 seconds left in the game.

The restless Luo Yucheng and the gritted Liu Ben, the final decisive moment is coming.

But Lu Maoyun's vision was blurred.

His heart collapsed.

He was tired.

Luo Yucheng's command, Liu Ben's angry roar, Zhang Hao's hands and dances, nothing can be seen or heard.

Lu Maoyun was like a walking corpse, wandering on the court, and finally fell to the ground.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The audience cheered, screamed, or rejoiced, until finally, all the voices converged into a deafening cheer.

Lu Maoyun, who was lying flat on the sidelines, finally realized that he had lost, the "Zijin Dynasty" had lost, and the "Ace Killer" had lost......