The Rising Storm (2)

Yan Yufeng slowly walked into the stadium, all the people had already arrived, and Coach Wang Xuechao had already come, seeing Yan Yufeng walking in, he beckoned his hand and shouted: "I'm waiting for you!" ”

Yan Yufeng was startled, he didn't expect that he was still late, so he immediately ran over, Wang Xuechao didn't say anything, swept the whole team, and said, "Everyone is here, okay, let's go!" ”

"Report!" A girl's voice suddenly resounded throughout the stadium, and everyone looked at it in amazement, and Lan'er appeared at the door of the stadium in a pale white casual suit.

Wang Xuechao said a little surprised: "May I ask ''''''''' you?" ”

"Report to the coach, she's the basketball team leader who just got chosen!" Zhai Yong replied first.

"Oh, that's it! Welcome! Wang Xuechao laughed.

"Thank you, coach, I want to go to the game with you, is that okay?" Lan'er looked pitiful.

"Ahh Of course! Wang Xuechao paused, and when he saw the unanimous begging eyes of all the players, he immediately reacted and happily agreed.

"Thank you, Coach!" Lan'er immediately put on a smiling face, which made the hearts of several team members beat a few times faster!

Yan Yufeng whispered: "Beauty plan!" ”

The poplar next to him immediately asked in sharp ears, "What did you just say?" ”

Yan Yufeng didn't look at him and said, "I didn't say you!" ”

A seat of people walked to the bus that had been parked on the campus road, and got on the bus to find their place, Yan Yufeng found a place and was about to sit down, but was blocked by a hand, turned his head to look, Zhai Yong smiled very attentively at Lan'er, who had just gotten on the bus now: "Come, team leader, sit here!" ”

Lan'er glanced at Yan Yufeng, who was standing next to her, and immediately laughed and said, "Thank you!" Then he walked over and did it very proudly. Yan Yufeng immediately called out and said, "Hey, I found this position first, how can I let her sit?" ”

"Don't you understand that ladies come first?" Zhai Yong rolled his eyes and asked.

"You're ''''''''!" Yan Yufeng was speechless.

"What are you arguing about, sit down, the time is running out, it's almost time for the game between Sizhong and Tiegang!" Wang Xuechao, who finally got into the car, shouted.

Zhai Yong saw that it was not good, so he immediately found a place and sat down, Yan Yufeng was also angry, and he had to find another position.

Glancing at Yan Yufeng who was puffing up, Lan'er's heart blossomed with happiness, hehe, this is the reason why I am running for basketball leader, see if I don't kill you! Yan Yufeng, your disaster has come.

At this time, Yan Yufeng was furious in his belly, glared fiercely at Lan'er who was in front, and thought to himself: I didn't expect that my teammates would disagree with me as soon as I reported for duty, okay Lan'er, see how long you use the beauty trick!

The car started, drove out of the school gate, and drove towards the fourth middle school.

Coming to the gate of No. 4 Middle School, Yan Yufeng looked from the car window, it was time to get out of school, many students were pushing bicycles out in twos and threes, and some students were curious to watch the bus printed with the words of No. 12 Middle School drive into the school gate, and the teammates in the car were talking about the girls from No. 4 Middle School who walked by the car.

Zhongba entered the No. 4 Middle School step by step in the crowd after school, only to hear Wang Xuechao say: "Drive directly to the Flying Arena of No. 4 Middle School, master!" ”

"Okay!" The driver answered, spun around, and drove onto a big road.

"I can't see that the fourth middle school is quite big, it seems that the scale is one more than one of our twelve!" Xiang Jie said to Wang Zhiquan, who was sitting next to him.

Wang Zhiquan's face turned cold, and he said, "Hmph, what does it compare with our twelve?" It's all a grove of low houses! ”

Xiang Jie was about to refute, but immediately found that the entire team members in the carriage were serious, and the words that he wanted to spit out in his mouth were swallowed back immediately.

Yan Yufeng also discovered the atmosphere in the carriage, and didn't ask anyone, leaned against the window and looked out quietly, in fact, he could guess something in his heart, the fourth middle school and the twelfth middle school were against the enemy, and now that they were in the land of the enemy, naturally the new hatred and old hatred were together, and the atmosphere was of course different!

Wang Xuechao sat in front and felt that the atmosphere in the car was different, slapped his palms, attracted everyone's attention, and then cleared his throat, pretending to be proud: "Last year, that is, this month, we were here to challenge the four who said that we would win 20 points, and the whole court was full of passion, and played the first overtime game of the "Power Cup" high school league that has been held for eight sessions, and finally won the game, and the historical surname reached the semifinals, haha!" As a coach, looking back now, I still remember it vividly, as if the outbreak of the plateau was as pleasantly surprised as last night! Speaking of this, Wang Xuechao looked at the silent plateau with a smile.

Gao Yuan's face faded with a sense of pride, and said: "After five years of hard training, I became a blockbuster that day, and since that day, no one knows my plateau!" ”

Wang Xuechao clapped his hands and smiled: "Well said, a real strong team not only needs strength, but also arrogance and domineering, because the existence of these two qi has become the king's qi." Our fourth middle school was said to be a dark horse last year, but what about this year? Is it still going to be called a dark horse? No! We want to become the strongest in Beiyang, do you have this confidence! Speaking of this, Wang Xuechao almost shouted.

"Yes!" Everyone shouted in unison.

"Yes! Take a good look at the current strength of our two old rivals, in a week, it will be the league! Please do your best! Wang Xuechao put his palms together as a fist and said solemnly.

"Yes, Coach!" Everyone shouted first.

Yan Yufeng didn't speak from beginning to end, his eyes stayed outside, looking aimlessly, Wang Xuechao's words were listened to word by word, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart: Last year's dark horse was the Twelfth, and last year's best newcomer Wang was Gao Yuan, but what about this year? Could it be me? Yan Yufeng! You have to come on!

Suddenly found that someone was looking at him, Yan Yufeng turned his head to look, Lan'er shook his head a little panicked, are you so afraid of me? Yan Yufeng thought to himself.

Lan'er's heart fluttered a few times, and she scolded herself in her heart for not being productive, why did she avoid his eyes as if she had to back down just now, why was he so strange, the passion on the faces of others, but he was expressionless, didn't he have a sense of honor?

The car stopped with a squeak, Yan Yufeng looked out the window, and it turned out that he had arrived at the main arena of No. 4 Middle School-Feixiang Arena.

Everyone got off the bus in an orderly manner, Yan Yufeng slowly got up and walked at the end, and walked into the Flying Arena under the leadership of a teacher from the fourth middle school who came to welcome him.

The Flying Arena is a modern and well-equipped stadium, with a pentagonal trapezoidal building model, which can also accommodate more than 4,000 people, but now it is less than 2,000 people to watch the game, which seems a bit sparse.

Everyone found a seat that could overlook the terrain of the whole field and sat down, Yan Yufeng sat in the back with a buttocks, and looked coldly at the players who were warming up on the court.

And Wang Xuechao was also pulled away by the teacher of the fourth middle school as if he had something to discuss, so everyone immediately relaxed and talked to each other!

Wu Yang stood on the three-point line with his open hand and threw a three-pointer, the ball hollowed into the ground, and the students of the fourth middle school outside the court applauded, and a person touched Wu Yang, Wu Yang turned around, it was his teammate Cao Hui, Cao Hui pointed to the east stand, and said with hatred: "Oh! Our old enemy is here! ”

Wu Yang looked at Cao Hui's hand, and happened to see the face of the person he hated the most in his heart - Gao Yuan. Snorting, Wu Yang said: "Cheer everyone up, but don't behave too well, don't scare our friends!" ”

Cao Hui laughed knowingly and walked away to convey the captain's meaning.

Gao Yuan frowned, turned his head and said to Zhai Yong, who was beside him: "Wu Yang is still the same, he hates me to the bone!" ”

Zhai Yong laughed hesitantly and said: "Naturally, thinking about that time, the points you scored on his head again and again, and the failure of the fourth middle school was completely caused by you stepping on him, so it's strange that he doesn't hate you!" ”

Gao Yuan smiled slightly, looked at Wu Yang on the field and said, "I don't know what he looks like this year?" I think he must be training hard! ”

Wang Zhiquan leaned over from behind and said, "Hey, what are you two talking about?" Do you see mm standing on the sidelines of the fourth middle school? ”

Zhai Yong immediately focused his eyes on the sidelines, and after a long time, he said in a satisfied tone: "The cheerleaders of the fourth middle school are on time!" But it's a pity! ”

Gao Yuan also squinted his eyes, and couldn't help but wonder when he heard this: "What is a pity? ”

"It's a pity we don't have cheerleaders in the twelve, otherwise, hehe! It's going to keep them down! Zhai Yong said.

"Cut '''''! Not a word serious! Gao Yuan shook off his hand and leaned back into his position.

Wang Zhiquan laughed, pulled Long Guang next to him and said, "Ruffian, what do you think of the girl in the fourth middle school?" ”

Long Guang, who is known as the gentlest in the team, has a nickname that does not match his surname at all: ruffian! No one knows the origin of this nickname, anyway, it was called by others, and Long Guang himself did not object, so this nickname was called by the team.

Long Guang thought about it seriously before he said, "Yes, it's a little worse than our twelve!" ”

Wang Zhiquan laughed, patted Long Guang's shoulder, but turned his head to look at Cao Gang, the substitute center in the row on his seat, and said: "I'm right, the ruffian looks like a serious child on the surface, but he is terrible in his bones, Yindang!" ”

Cao Gang is a very stable person, in fact, his skills are on par with Han Dazhu, and his height is about the same, but he is twenty pounds lighter than Cao Gang in terms of weight, which is because of this, Cao Gang became Han Dazhu's substitute, but the two of them are well-known friends on and off the field, and no one can understand why the two of them are so good since they are competitors?

Cao Gang heard the words of Wang Zhiquan, who was known as the most bad breath in the team, and said: "You are both hooligans, alas! With the two of you, sooner or later, the reputation of our Twelve will be ruined by you! Speaking of this, he also pulled Han Dazhu, who was sitting next to him, and said, "Dazhu, did you say?" ”

Han Dazhu was watching intently as Zhang Ke, the main center of the fourth middle school, warmed up, and said casually after hearing this: "Well, Zhiquan and the ruffian are both perverts!" ”

Wang Zhiquan and Long Guang suddenly stood up, looked at Han Dazhu with murderous eyes, and were about to crusade in unison, but suddenly heard the cheers from the ground, and couldn't help but turn their heads and look at the field with all their teammates.

A person wearing a No. 1 jersey printed with the symbol of the four middle schools: a flying bird, a light blue background, and a dark yellow color No. 1 jersey hung arrogantly on the hoop, and hung it down before it fell, Wang Zhiquan immediately muttered: "It's so surprising to dunk a basket, and the students of the fourth middle school have never seen the market!" ”

Zhai Yong, who was in front of him, muttered: "But he buckled his body and buckled!" ”

Wang Zhiquan was stunned and suddenly dumbfounded.

This dunk immediately made the atmosphere of the audience intense, and the players of the 12th middle school also began to be surprised, because as they have been fighting against the fourth middle school for so long, the No. 1 player has never seen it, that is to say, this No. 1 player is also a new voice who has just entered the school this year, there is no doubt that this No. 1 is completely the same person as Yan Yufeng, at least the difficulty in dunking is the same!

When everyone thought of all this, they immediately turned their eyes to Yan Yufeng, who was sitting in the back row.

Yan Yufeng leaned back on the seat without reacting, looking at the court, as if he hadn't seen the shocking dunk just now, everyone couldn't help but pull their eyes back again, and their hearts were secretly strange!

Lan'er was also a little surprised, to be honest, just now because she was just a girl, it was not good to sit with this group of team members who didn't seem to be in a good place, and sat alone in the other row. The words floating from the side made her a little funny, but she didn't expect the men to sit together without saying a good word at all, and all the words were about girls.

happened to be smiling, but I saw with my own eyes that a player from the fourth middle school on the field suddenly took two steps in a row, unexpectedly jumped up and spun in the air for half a circle, as if he had paused in the air, the ability to stay in the air made people feel terrifying, and finally backhanded upside down, the whole action was so domineering. His heart was trembling, and his eyes suddenly flashed with the windmill dunk appearance of Yan Yufeng when he was defeated by Yan Yufeng in the twelveth middle school that day.

His eyes couldn't help but turn, and he looked at Yan Yufeng, who was sitting alone in a row, like everyone else.

Seeing Yan Yufeng without any expression, Lan'er was as surprised as everyone else, and she didn't understand why Yan Yufeng was like this, but she seemed to see a bright light flashing in his eyes the moment her eyes left his face.

Lie fell, took a breath a little, the action just now was really a bit too big, and he also relied on excitement to do it, and after doing it, he also felt a slight weakness in his feet.

Captain Wu Yang walked over and said, "Buckle beautifully!" ”

Lie smiled shyly and said, "I'm afraid that the captain will scold me too much!" ”

Wu Yang chuckled, glanced at the direction where the members of the 12th Squadron were sitting out of the corner of his eye, and said, "Overzealous? When you play against them in the future, you'll know what it means to go overboard! ”

Lie Leng paused, looked in the direction of the captain's view, a group of people wearing foreign school clothes sat there, and said, "Captain, they are the twelve?" ”

"That's right, our enemy! Hey! Wu Yang snorted twice, took the ball and walked out two steps, turned around, turned around, suddenly accelerated to the basket and jumped up, holding the ball with both hands and slamming the dunk vigorously, exclaiming.

All the team members did not speak and were warming up, Lie Neng felt the anger of the seniors, turned his head to look at the side of the twelve, and secretly swore in his heart: Twelve, wait for me to defeat you!

Zhai Yong found that the slam dunk boy was looking here, and whispered to the plateau next to him: "This No. 1 seems to have been damaged by their senior, and such hateful eyes can be made, alas!

Gao Yuan was amused by Zhai Yong's words, and said, "What are you afraid of, they have No. 1, don't we have Yan Yufeng the same?" ”

Zhai Yong muttered: "It's not like you didn't see Yan Yufeng, who was cool that day, just now, with an expressionless face!" ”

Gao Yuan said twice, "But you didn't see his eyes, a king, you can't guess anything from his face, but feel his fighting intent from the depths of his eyes." ”

Zhai Yong paused for a while before he said, "Boss, are you exaggerating so much?" Besides, you also praised Yan Yufeng too much, king? It's hilarious, isn't it? ”

Gao Yuan didn't look at his friend Zhai Yong, looked at the high-spirited No. 4 middle school players on the field, and said: "Whether Yan Yufeng is the king or not is naturally not determined by me, but by this year's league, look!" Xiao Yong, you will see a king, but I am a little unwilling! ”

Zhai Yong listened to Gao Yuan with surprise and disbelief, and couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the last sentence, and said, "Unwilling? Unwilling to what? ”

Gao Yuan suddenly looked like he was a little older, lowered his head and said softly: "I am unwilling to sharpen a sword in five years, but I can only startle Beiyang for one year, and I can only be the main force in the twelfth year of a year, haha, it's really funny!" ”

Zhai Yong looked at his good brother seriously, and said in disbelief: "Boss, why are you so discouraged? ”

"Discouraged? Look, you'll understand after this year's league! "Highland Road.

Zhai Yong turned his head to look at Yan Yufeng, who was sitting there coldly, and whispered, "If Yan Yufeng really squeezes out your main position, will you hate him?" ”

"Hate? I won't, I'll just be happy, after all, a strong person next to him will stimulate a person's potential, I'm very happy that Yan Yufeng appeared! Gao Yuan said this, and his face showed a hint of excitement.

Yan Yufeng looked at the field coldly, his eyes were completely locked on the No. 1 boy, he didn't come in vain today! I secretly thought in my heart, to be honest, it was the first time in reality that Yan Yufeng had seen someone else deduct such a difficult slam dunk, and the shock in his heart was the biggest among all of them, but after the shock, his heart slowly accelerated, and he could feel the gradual boiling of blood, and every movement of No. 1 could make him feel that he was a tough opponent, I really didn't expect it! There is still such a person in Beiyang, but I didn't know until today! Hehe, when No. 1 stood there and looked here, Yan Yufeng obviously felt a strong domineering momentum rushing towards him.

Challenge? Oh! Is it? Then come on, let me see your true strength! Yan Yufeng's eyes burst with fierceness, and he thought sharply.

On the other side of the court, the players of Tiegang were also silently warming up for the game that started immediately, and the dunk of No. 1 of the four middle schools just now and the vigorous slam dunk of their captain obviously aroused the anger of the Tiegang players, jokes, the fifth place in the district actually played a majestic role in front of the three major colleges and universities in Beiyang!

Ou Yangming picked up the basketball and smashed it into the basket fiercely, but because the dunk was too common, it really couldn't attract any applause, not to mention that it was in someone else's territory, Ou Yangming's dunk only caused a burst of boos.

Ou Yangming didn't speak, grabbed the basketball, and slapped it heavily as if venting, so that the players next to him were silent one by one.

If Changfeng is here, then it won't make that No. 1 person so arrogant, hum! Night Long Wind, why don't you come yet! Tiegang's basketball leader, Yan hatefully stacked his little feet, his eyes kept looking at the door of the arena, longing for the arrival of the basketball prince in his heart!

As if because of sincere prayer, when Yan prayed for the eighth time that the wind would come soon, a tall boy sweated profusely and ran in the door, looked around, and immediately found Ou Yangming and them, while walking slowly.

Yan's cheerful mood at the moment cannot be expressed in words, she screamed happily, ran over regardless of the image of a lady, and shouted as she ran: "Changfeng, you are here!" ”

The night breeze was startled, and a dodge dodged Yan's warm welcome, walked to the court, threw the satchel on the rest seat, took off his coat, revealing the No. 15 jersey, walked to Ou Yangming's side and said, "I'm sorry, I'm late!" ”

Ou Yangming's current mood is actually the same as Yan, he is also eager to come to Tiegang's number one dunk king Ye Changfeng to suppress the aggressive momentum of the four middle schools, although he is happy in his heart, but the principle still has to be said, snorted, and said: "According to the fifth article of the team rules announced by Coach Zhang, latecomers must do thirty volts. Count it yourself! ”

Ye Changfeng wrinkled his beautiful eyebrows, curvy lips cursed lowly, fell to the ground, and did it.

Soon, the thirty volts were finished, and Ye Changfeng stood up without blushing and panting, and said, "When will the game start?" ”

"A few minutes to go! You warm up first! Ou Yangming said lightly.

"Oh!" Night Changfeng responded, slapped his hand, a player immediately uploaded a ball, opened his hand to throw, the ball smashed on the basket and bounced out, Night Changfeng snorted, and signaled to pass the ball over, after receiving the ball, he took a step back, and threw it out, the ball this time was very beautiful to draw an arc into the net.

Yan clapped her little hands and ran over, handed Ye Changfeng a ball, and then whispered to him.

Ye Changfeng originally wanted to take the ball and walk away, but Yan's first sentence attracted his interest, and when he stopped to listen to all the words, Ye Changfeng's face became even colder, and he snorted heavily, picked up the ball and walked towards the warm-up half of the fourth middle school.

Yan was frightened and wanted to hold Ye Changfeng, but was stopped by captain Ou Yangming, Ou Yangming looked at Ye Changfeng who was grabbing the ball and walking towards the fourth half of the middle court and said lightly: "It's okay, Changfeng won't cause trouble!" He's just going to kill the prestige of the fourth! ”

Yan's eyes were full of admiration and confusion, and he looked at the tall and slender back of Ye Changfeng.

Wang Zhiquan, who was sitting in the stands, looked at this iron and steel player who was punished by the captain as soon as he came in, and couldn't help but say strangely: "What did he do in the fourth half?" ”

Gao Yuan also showed a thoughtful expression, and from a distance, the boy who was wearing a No. 15 jersey should be more than 1.85 meters tall with a cold face, holding the basketball with one hand and swaying back and forth very casually.

To be honest, anyone can hold the ball steadily, but it's still rare to see him swinging with a basketball with one hand, at least he has more hands than the average person, that's for sure.

Looking at his expression, Gao Yuan smiled and said to himself: "This game is interesting!" ”

"Interesting!" The same words came out of Yan Yufeng's mouth almost at the same time, and Yan Yufeng's eyes were full of anticipation as he watched the No. 15 Tiegang player walk step by step towards the court of No. 4 Middle School.

The Rising Storm (2)

Great Qin Bingbing

2004.6.7

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