"Ball!"

The ball came out, but it was not in Wei Ning's hands, a red figure caught the ball, then paused in a wrong step, stood up, and threw the ball out in a rather chic posture.

"Brush!"

The beautiful hollow into the net, just like the beautiful face of this young man in red.

Wei Ning straightened up, panting, and looked at the laughing boy in red.

"Pass it beautifully, Kenko!" The young man in red laughed, then turned back and looked at the dejected other party proudly, and said, "You guys lost, do you still want to fight?" ”

"Don't fight, don't fight, it's almost class!" The group of teenagers who lost the game refused with some frustration, then picked up the clothes thrown behind the hoop and left the court.

"Let's go, I'm thirsty too!" The young man in red was a little disappointed, wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned his head and suddenly saw a girl in white standing quietly under the tree looking at him with a smile, suddenly surprised, ran over, and said, "Little! ”

Wei Ning also heard it, turned around, but saw Dongxiang and Ji Xiaoxiao standing there looking at each other, their hearts ached, and they couldn't say a word.

"It was so good just now!" Zhang Jian walked to Wei Ning's side with a smile, glanced at Dongxiang and Ji Xiaoxiao, smiled hehehe, and said in a low voice: "Look, they really look like a little couple, haha." ”

Wei Ning's expression changed again, his mouth moved, but he didn't say it after all, turned around and walked out of the court.

"Wei Ning, you're here too!" Ji Xiaoxiao caught a glimpse of Wei Ning's familiar back, and immediately shouted to him.

Wei Ning stopped his steps and turned around slowly, the expression just now was long gone, and what he put on was a natural face.

"Come!" Ji Xiaoxiao beckoned to Wei Ning, who had only grown up together since childhood.

Walking in front of him, Wei Ning didn't dare to look at the smiling eyes, because there were too many things in it that he couldn't control.

"You're playing together!"

"Well, it's been noon, and I haven't eaten yet!" Dongxiang said with a smile.

"Ahh How dare you skip lunch! Ji Xiaoxiao's face was full of blame.

"What's so delicious, Xiaoxiao, I don't shout when I see my brother, who are you going to see when you patronize it? Ha ha! Zhang Jian, who had never been open-mouthed, came over and smiled strangely.

"you, your mouth won't say anything good! Still Ning Zi is honest! Ji Xiaoxiao, Ji Yu's face lacked a burst of crimson.

Wei Ning didn't know how to smile, the September sun was so hot, why was his heart so cold.

"I'm going to wash my face!" Turning around, Wei Ning walked forward vigorously.

"Wei ''''''' Ning '''''." Ji Xiaoxiao originally wanted to shout Wei Ning, but Wei Ning walked too fast, and the words that came to his lips couldn't help but stop again.

"What's wrong with Wei Ning?" Ji Xiaoxiao said suspiciously.

"Who knows him!" Dongxiang shrugged his shoulders and looked at Wei Ning who disappeared from sight, a look of pride flashed in his eyes.

"Let's go, I'm starving, go to the store and buy bread!" Zhang Jian pushed the two of them together.

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Wei Ning leaned down, completely buried his head under the water dragon, and the cold water soaked down his face, cooling the heat of his whole body, and also cooling Wei Ning's heart quickly.

"Hey! Wei Ning! A voice sounded, very familiar, and Wei Ning immediately heard that it was his old opponent.

Xue Jian, who has been an old opponent in learning since elementary school, stood beside him and looked at Wei Ning with a frown.

"You're going to catch a cold." Xue Jian sighed.

Wei Ning ignored him, stretched out from under the faucet, screwed the switch on, pulled the dirty white T-shirt on his body with one hand, and wiped his face full of water.

"Just went playing?" Xue Jian asked again.

"Are you bothered?" Wei Ning swept the messy hair that was dripping down the water, and said coldly.

Xue Jian smiled, walked side by side with Wei Ning, and suddenly asked, "Is it separated?" ”

Wei Ning's face changed, he knew what Xue Jian was asking, this thing that he didn't want to think about very much made him remember it clearly, and he couldn't help but snort.

"This time I won, and a lot." Xue Jian continued, but his expression was calm.

Wei Ning was silent, and suddenly said: "Don't treat me as your opponent in the future, you should find another person to be your opponent." ”

"Why?" Xue Jian said.

"Because it's boring." Wei Ning said coldly.

"Hey, hey!" Xue Jian suddenly laughed, and the more he laughed, the louder he laughed, as if he wouldn't stop.

Wei Ning finally couldn't help it, stopped, looked at Xue Jian who was laughing and said loudly: "Yes, it's me who is not worthy of being your opponent, you are amazing, you took the first place in the whole grade, I am garbage, the whole class is countdown, okay, you laugh, continue to laugh!" After speaking, Wei Ning strode forward angrily.

Xue Jian stopped laughing, looking at the familiar back of his old opponent, how many times, he looked at his back in frustration, watched him walk through the auditorium again and again, walked to the podium to get the dazzling first certificate, he was so discouraged in his heart, but he never gave up hope, he believed that one day, he would surpass him and defeat him.

But now, I surpassed him and defeated him in name, but is this real?

By no means, I don't know what happened to Wei Ning in the past three months since the beginning of school during the summer vacation, making him so powerful, so that he no longer stays quietly in the teacher, calms down to read, and his face no longer has that arrogant and domineering confident smile, instead of an inexplicable frustration.

Wei Ning's back finally disappeared at the staircase, Xue Jian sighed, shook his head, and walked towards his classroom.

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The teacher's voice echoed loudly and powerfully in the classroom, and the classroom was silent, and everyone seemed to be listening attentively, but was this really the case?

Wei Ning leaned against the window, this location is quite good, some people like it very much, some people don't like it, I like it, I don't want to go to class, I don't like it, because it's too far away from the blackboard.

Wei Ning took the initiative to ask to sit here, because sitting here, that irritable heart would not let others see that it was too quiet to be alone in the most remote corner.

Because the tables in the seventh and sixth rows were so chaotic that the corridor between them became narrower and narrower, the teacher would not come down at all, so sitting in the last seat of the eighth row became a paradise.

No one will look here, no one will walk in here, and even the voice from the podium is so small that sitting here is tantamount to refusing to read.

Wei Ning is refusing, refusing to pay attention, refusing to approach, subconsciously rejecting everything.

I don't know what's going on either!

Wei Ning looked out the window vacantly, and suddenly there was a loud shout from the teacher: "Wei Ning! ”

With a shudder, Wei Ning stood up and lowered his head.

"Isn't the outside world beautiful?" The teacher said slowly, in a strange tone.

A chuckle rang out from the classroom, and Wei Ning closed her lips.

The teacher's words sounded again: "Wei Ning, I really don't understand, how can a student like you be admitted to a key school like our Changchun No. 4 Middle School, or in the "No. 2" class, which is one of the best classes? ````````````。 ”

Wei Ning even closed his eyes, he even wanted to plug his ears, he didn't want to listen, he didn't want to say a word, all the sarcasm, all the disappointed words, I didn't want to give up on myself, I don't need anyone's pity.

"Sit down! The book is for myself, not for me, and I'm so old, think for yourself! The teacher also said that he was tired and didn't want to waste his teaching time for such a student, so he waved his hand and motioned for Wei Ning to sit down.

Wei Ning sat down calmly, this time, naturally he couldn't look out the window anymore, and opened the book mechanically, Wei Ning's eyes were fixed on the page that he couldn't see clearly.

Just end me like this, I really don't want to live anymore.

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"Mom, I'm back!" Wei Ning pushed open the door, shouted, and then walked to his room by himself.

"Oh, the meal is on the table, I'm going to play cards, why did you come back so late? You kid, the older you get, the less you talk! Mom complained, and while changing her clothes neatly, she disappeared into the door without closing the door.

Wei Ning sat on the sofa, looking at the food covered on the table, looking at it attentively.

The room was quiet, as quiet as a real space, and it was squeezing Wei Ning's chest hard.

I don't know how long it took, Wei Ning felt that it was too tiring to sit like this, so he stood up and walked to the bedroom, it was better to lie on the bed, now, except for sleeping, Wei Ning really couldn't think of any other way to escape.

Walking into his room, Wei Ning raised his head, and suddenly saw himself hanging in the mirror above the wall, and looked at himself in the mirror, and couldn't help but want to take a serious look.

The hair is messy, as if it was caused by washing the hair at noon and not drying it, the face is gray, and the sweat marks from playing ball at noon are still clearly hanging on the cheeks, it looks as if he has just come back from the ground, and his mouth is slightly open for no reason, like a big idiot with meningitis, is this me? Then be high-spirited, the first place in Dongcheng District to be admitted to the fourth middle school of Changchun Key School, Wei Ning?

Is that Wei Ning, who thinks that there is nothing in this world that he can't do?

Why did I become like this? Why?

A small smile flashed in Wei Ning's eyes, the smile that he had seen for sixteen years, every smile, he was intoxicated and fascinated by it, but now, can he still see such a smile?

No, no, she would only smile at another person now, someone she had known for sixteen years, someone she had never looked down upon.

Damn it, how could I lose at his hands?

Is it because he can play basketball and I can't?

Wei Ning punched the thick wall, and the wall let out a muffled snort, but Wei Ning himself suddenly rushed to the huge pain in his hand.

It hurts, it hurts, it's better to hurt me to death, just let me die of pain!

Lost and dejected, he walked to the side of the bed, and fell heavily on the soft Simmons, Wei Ning closed his eyes with remorse, the pain in his hand was nothing, but the knife-like pain in his heart was so huge and heavy, tears poured out of his eyes, squeezed out of the corners of his eyes, and then flowed silently in the direction of his ears.

I've been working hard to learn basketball, and I've been working hard every day for the past three months in order to get Xiaoxiao back, but why, my level is still so poor?

Where did I go, who used to be extremely smart?

Damn basketball, damn sports, why can't I conquer him? Why can Dongxiang, who has always looked down on him, play so well?

Wei Ning's hands couldn't help but clench tightly, but the pain in his hands suddenly relieved him, "Whew!" Wei Ning sat up suddenly.

No way!

I will never give up, for the sake of Xiaoxiao, for my dignity, I must learn basketball well, I want to surpass you, Dongxiang!

Tomorrow!

No!

Now I'm going to start, what learning, what a good child, what's the use of these, can you help me get the little one back?

No!

Now, the only hope is basketball.

Little!

For your sake, I will not give up!

Wei Ning clenched his hands again, this time, he never let go, and his determination was branded in his heart without hesitation.

Wei Ning didn't understand that his decision was ridiculous in the eyes of mature people, but the consequence of this decision was to shatter the balance that had not changed in the basketball world of North District High School for several years.

2005!

The flame that is about to burn in this brilliant and abnormal late summer will immediately and hotly sweep the whole of China!

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"Do you still want to fight?" Zhang Yao grabbed the ball with one hand and crossed his waist with the other hand and looked at the man who was panting for breath with his hands on his knees.

Wei Ning gasped, his chest cavity was like a bucket of gasoline burning, steaming out the water in his body, and large drops of water seemed to be falling down his hair as if it would not stop.

"''''''' still coming, for "''''What not?'''' Wei Ning tried hard to say this.

"Alright then, it's still ten balls, you serve!" Zhang Yao threw the ball on the ground with some amusement, turned around and walked inside.

Picking up the ball, Wei Ning hugged it tightly with both hands, tried to straighten his waist, looked at the stranger standing there as steady as Mount Tai, his feet couldn't help but tremble, he gritted his teeth, and Wei Ning slapped the ball forward.

Looking at the action of this teenager slapping the ball, Zhang Yao smiled, such an action, at a glance, he knew that he was a rookie who had just learned basketball, and such a gesture to shoot the ball was like a child hitting a huge leather ball, for fear that he would not be able to shoot it.

However, Zhang Yao himself is quite strange, as a first-line player of the provincial team, how could he be entangled with such a beginner, just now he wanted to play the ball well, how did he know that this teenager actually said that he also wanted to practice, he said funny that he arrived first, the boy was good, and directly proposed to practice alone.

Don't look at the young man in front of him who is quite stout, and it looks like he is also 1.86 meters, but Zhang Yao understands very well that even if he is such a figure, he will definitely not be able to cut in one step by one.

His next plate is too empty.

Wei Ning was like an old man on crutches, slapping the ball and pushing left and right to dodge the tall man in front of him, and when he saw a gap, Wei Ning was overjoyed, and pushed up with the ball.

Zhang Yao also turned around funny, looking at the ball flying in the air, if such a ball can also be scored, it will really be considered lucky.

Sure enough, the basket slid to the other side without wiping, and Zhang Yao took a step and took the rebound in his hand.

The game is basically over, and the ten balls just now were scored by Zhang Yao standing directly under the basket and wiping the ball like training. Zhang Yao didn't want to tease this kid, but then again, Zhang Yao's playing principle is that whichever method is the most direct, use it to score points and win.

Soon, Wei Ningbian sat on the ground in despair, without any hope to say, another ten to zero!

"How so, don't I really have any basketball cells?" Wei Ning sat on the ground and muttered in a low voice, his current mood is really desperate.

"Aren't you coming?" Zhang Yao asked.

"Woohoo!" All he answered was Wei Ning's gasping voice.

Zhang Yao shook his head, holding the ball in one hand and preparing to go home.

"Wait!" A scream of exhaustion sounded behind Zhang Yao, Zhang Yao turned around, and was surprised to see that the exhausted young man actually stood up slowly.

"Ten balls!" Wei Ning raised his index finger with difficulty, pointed at Zhang Yao and said, "Come on!" ”

Zhang Yao was completely surprised, looking at this crumbling young man, he suddenly found that the person in front of him was not simple.

Heads-up is a very hard thing, if it weren't for the strong attack under the basket, if you want to play so many balls, it will really be hard, I didn't expect this kid who has not undergone professional training at all, he can still stand up, think about the effort he just tried to defend himself, think about how he tried his best to avoid himself to score although he was clumsy just now, Zhang Yao couldn't help but have an unspeakable feeling in his heart.

"Come, sit down, it's not too late to rest before playing!" Zhang Yao casually found a clean place and sat down on the ground.

Wei Ning walked over slowly, faced each other, and sat down heavily.

"Let's start playing basketball!" Zhang Yao asked.

"Yes!"

"Then why play basketball?" Zhang Yao asked again, there must be a reason why this kid in front of him is playing so hard.

Wei Ning was silent, and then said, "I just like it." ”

"Huh!" Zhang Yao smiled and continued: "It seems that your personality must be very strong and strong, even if it is hopeless, you will stick to it!" ”

"Hmph, I haven't completely lost yet!" Wei Ning retorted.

Zhang Yao stared at this young man who was extremely tenacious despite the exhaustion on his face, and couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Wei Ning was suddenly furious, and in his heart, he couldn't allow anyone to insult and despise himself.

"You're not good yet! Do you really want to beat me? Zhang Yao said again.

"Whoever beats me, I'm going to defeat him!" Wei Ning said without hesitation.

"Oh!" Zhang Yao was surprised again, this young man's desire to win and self-esteem really exceeded what his age expressed.

"Well, tomorrow night, you come here and continue to beat me!" Zhang Yao suddenly decided one thing, during this period of leisure, it was a pleasure to have such a person to accompany him.

"Why not now?" Wei Ning said.

Zhang Yao laughed, stood up, picked up the ball and walked out, walked a few steps before turning around and saying, "You can score a ball for me tomorrow, and I will be waiting for you here later night!" ”

Wei Ning's anger that had just been extinguished burned again, and he forgot the fatigue of his whole body, stood up with a breath, and said fiercely: "Okay! The day after tomorrow, you will definitely be waiting for me here! ”

"Haha, ambitious!" Zhang Yao laughed and left, I am also the starting defender of the Liaoning Provincial team, how can I let a beginner like you score a goal?

Looking at Zhang Yao, who was smiling away, Wei Ning gasped, and his eyes gradually became firm.

Laugh! Laugh as hard as you can, and I'll score you a goal tomorrow!

Suddenly, Wei Ning, who had no goal, suddenly became energetic again, although he now has no strength in his body, but the failure just now completely aroused the tenacity in his heart, all the frustration was gone at once, and there was only one goal left in his heart, that is, at this time tomorrow, to defeat Zhang Yao, who despised him.

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Looking at the basketball swinging crookedly on the hoop, Zhang Yao and Wei Ning, who were standing under the basket, suddenly became nervous, after all, the ball was about to fall, it rolled around on the narrow hoop again, and finally fell into the basket.

"Looks like I'm coming back tomorrow!" Zhang Yao said helplessly, looking back and wanting to look at this young man who made the xth shot indiscriminately, to see if he was a smug face, Zhang Yao had to bow down again.

Wei Ning's face was calm, without the slightest hint of ecstasy, as if all this was taken for granted, only the sweat on his face told him how much exercise he had spent in the more than an hour just now.

"Come on, let's have ten more balls!" Wei Ning walked under the basket and bent down to pick up the ball.

At this time, Zhang Yao really admired this guy, it was the first time he had met a person with such a character.

"Alright, let's move on!" Zhang Yao said with a smile.

Wei Ning approached Zhang Yao again awkwardly slapping the ball, Zhang Yao frowned and looked at Wei Ning's approach, and suddenly said, "Boy, you can't take the ball like this!" ”

Wei Ning looked at Zhang Yao inquiringly.

"You first find the sense of the ball, you have to understand that the most basic thing in basketball is the feel, if you can't even master the ball, then how to beat the opponent?"

Wei Ningleng was there, and suddenly recalled Dongxiang's beautiful and chic dribbling, as well as the outstanding people who applauded others, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"To really be a basketball player, you have to start with dribbling!" Zhang Yao said again, even he didn't know why he suddenly said this.

"How do you start dribbling!" Wei Ningdu asked.

"Come, just like me!" Zhang Yao walked to Wei Ning's side, took the ball, and then stood flat with his feet, bent down slightly, hung his hands flat in front of his feet, and then skillfully dribbled the basketball.

"This way you can exercise the coordination and familiarity of your hands with the ball, and then you have to practice like this." Zhang Yao said and changed his posture again, one foot stepped forward, the back foot was bent and extended, the whole person was half-squatting there, slapping the basketball with one hand, and then suddenly changed to a dribbling method, or one hand back and forth, the basketball was in his hand, fell to the ground from behind, and then bounced forward, and then was slapped back to the original landing point, and bounced back.

"In this way, you can exercise your one-handed control of the ball, and just like that, keep shooting the ball, and you will soon be able to feel the ball!" Zhang Yao was still there, his eyes fixed on Wei Ning, who was looking at him seriously, and taught.

"Got it?" Zhang Yao asked again.

"I'll give it a try!" Wei Ning was a little excited again, reaching out to want the ball.

Zhang Yao took the ball, handed the ball to Wei Ning, looked at Wei Ning, who was eager to try, and smiled, he looked like he was now the same as when he was taught by the coach, full of curiosity and a sense of conquest about basketball.

Wei Ning took the ball, recalled what Zhang Yao said just now, stood there upright, and then bent down, carefully slapping the ball with both hands.

"Well, that's it, you can slow down at first, and then speed up a little bit as you feel it, remember, don't feel the basketball with the palm of your hand, but use your fingers, don't stiffen your hand, try to touch the basketball." Zhang Yao kept teaching while watching.

Wei Ning slapped a few times, his hand was not well controlled, the strength was used a little more, and the ball suddenly bounced out of the other hand.

"It's okay, keep coming!" Zhang Yao encouraged.

Wei Ning was silent, quickly picked the ball back, posed, and continued to shoot the ball.

Zhang Yao nodded, stood a little farther away, and looked at Wei Ning, who was working hard.

The ball popped out of Wei Ning's hand again and again, and Wei Ning picked it up again and again, everything was mechanical, but Wei Ning didn't feel irritable, because he began to feel the ever-changing power of the basketball in his hand with his heart.

Gradually, Zhang Yao's expression became surprised, the kid's frontal dribbling posture became more and more natural, and the number of times the ball popped out of his palm was rapidly decreasing, and soon, the first step milestone representing the standard of dribbling was born in less than two hours.

100 re-shots without mistakes!

Good guy, it's a basketball material! Zhang Yao said secretly in his heart.

"Go on, keep it like this, touch the basketball with the palm of your hand first, then naturally pull back slowly with the force of the ball's bounce, touch the basketball with the palm of your hand, and then use your fingers to force the racket back!" Zhang Yao continued to shout.

The ball popped up again, and this time, Wei Ning wanted to pick it up, but suddenly found that his waist was numb, and he couldn't take a single step out of his feet.

Zhang Yao looked at Wei Ning, who had a painful look on his face, and taught professionally: "Rest, slowly straighten your waist, and move left and right." ”

After getting the ball back, Zhang Yao still wanted this kid to rest again, but Wei Ning reached out and grabbed the ball, then put on a posture and bent down to dribble the ball.

Zhang Yao smiled bitterly, this kid in front of him, with his self-learning ability and strength, is really the most tenacious among the beginners he has ever seen.

"Keep up the motion, yes, speed up, speed up, okay! Keep it up like that! Zhang Yao's voice fell, and the ball bounced out of Wei Ning's left hand again.

Wei Ning bit his lip, and suddenly his right hand slammed into his left hand, and suddenly a loud sound came from the court.

Zhang Yao paused, opened his mouth and asked, "What kind of nerves do you have?" ”

"Punish yourself!" Wei Ning didn't look at Zhang Yao, and walked towards the basketball that rolled to the side.

Looking at Wei Ning's back, Zhang Yao discovered a strange personality trait of this kid again.

And people who treat themselves like this?

Zhang Yao is really funny.

In this way, a loud voice could be heard on the court from time to time, and as Coach Zhang Yao, who was in charge of the temporary role, he really wanted to say a few words and swallowed back the words that came to his mouth under Wei Ning's black expression.

Let him go!

I'm not his brother!

Zhang Yao couldn't help but think.

The training continued, Wei Ning did not rest for a moment, and it seemed that he was very stubborn to shoot and dribble the basketball.

"That's it! It's time for me to go back! Let's continue tomorrow! Zhang Yao looked at his watch and found that it was already more than 11 o'clock in the evening, so he stopped the sexual training.

"Woohoo!" Wei Ning carried his already numb back, looked up at Zhang Yao hard, and said after a while: "I still have to practice!" ”

Glancing at his hands that had already turned red and black, and looking up at the one-kilowatt headlights of the electric poles in the stadium, Zhang Yao muttered in his heart: I don't know when this light will stop? How nice it is to stop now!

Before he could finish thinking about it, suddenly it was dark in front of him, and the lights on the stadium went out as he wished, and Zhang Yao couldn't help laughing.

"Just finished training!" Zhang Yao said with a smile.

In the dark, Wei Ning was silent for a long time, and when Zhang Yao was still wondering if this kid had practiced stupidity, Wei Ning suddenly opened his mouth and whispered: "You lend me the ball!" I promise to pay you back! ”

Zhang Yaoleng was stunned and said in disbelief: "What? You've got to practice in the dark! ”

"I'm running out of time, wouldn't it be better to practice in the dark to practice the feel of the ball?" In the darkness, Wei Ning's voice seemed even more unchangeable.

Zhang Yao was stunned, he didn't expect this kid to be so stubborn, he thought about it, and had to say: "Okay, remember to go back early, it's not good to practice too late!" ”

In the dark, there was the sound of slapping the ball again, and Zhang Yao, who was walking outside the court, couldn't help but shake his head again, he found that he knew more and more about this kid.

What a stubborn and terrible hard boy!

Basketball starts now

Great Qin Bingbing

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