Happy New Year!

Night Changfeng huddled alone in the corner, there was no one in the empty stadium for a long time, the air seemed to be still, and it was so difficult to breathe that it almost made Night Changfeng almost cry.

It has been six years since he was ten years old, and he has never failed, and he has finally tasted failure.

"Rookie King? mvp？ Night Changfeng whispered, tears finally cut out of the corners of his eyes, wordlessly flowing down his handsome face.

The captain's silence, the coach's speechlessness, and the iron-blue faces of his teammates flashed in front of the eyes that had been blurred with tears by the night wind.

"Am I damned? How could he be defeated? Why? Ye Changfeng pulled his long hair in pain and muttered regretfully.

"You can't stop me!" Yan Yufeng's arrogant handsome face and confident words pierced Ye Changfeng's heart again and again.

"Why!" The night is long and the wind is looking up to the sky and howling.

"Bastard, damn it!" Ye Changfeng suddenly wheeled his hands and smashed them on the ground, as if those hands were someone else's, without any mercy.

"Night Changfeng, don't be like this!" A girl's voice cried out with a choked voice.

Ye Changfeng turned his head and saw that it was Yan, turned his head away, didn't let her see his tears, and said coldly: "Get out!" ”

Yan didn't get angry because of Ye Changfeng's insulting language, she took a few steps forward, looking at Ye Changfeng's unkempt hair and curled up posture, she couldn't help crying out loud.

"What are you crying about?" Night Wind sneered.

"Night Changfeng, don't be like this, I will be heartbroken when I see it, I really ''''''' us come back next year!" Yan covered her face, but tears fell from her hands.

"We? Joke! Haha''''''''''' I have nothing to do with you! Next year? How many next years do you have? As if he had heard the funniest joke, Ye Changfeng laughed loudly, and suddenly turned his face and shouted loudly with blood-red eyes.

Yan seemed to be frightened by Ye Changfeng's fierce performance, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, shook his head and cried: "Ye Changfeng, don't be like this!" ”

", leave me alone! I don't need your pity! The night wind roared to his feet.

Yan's eyes widened, looking at the terrifying expression of the night wind, where did the gentle and elegant, sunny boy go? Why are you like this now?

Yan screamed, covered her face in disbelief, and turned to run out.

The night long wind was panting, and suddenly roared into the sky: "Yan Yufeng!" ”

Ye Changfeng was lying on the wall next to the court, his eyes were looking straight ahead, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

The night is slowly coming, the light of the arena is getting darker and darker, and the night wind slowly falls into the darkness, in the darkness, only the eyes can be seen starlight, which are tears.

Ye Changfeng didn't know how long he had been sitting, but slowly, he stood up, took a light breath, and walked out listlessly.

Stepping out of the arena and breathing a fresh breath, Ye Changfeng was refreshed and clearer, and whispered to himself: "Come back next year!" ”

Plating in the quiet campus, the night breeze walked silently, not far from the high teaching building, every window is bright light, faintly can hear a teacher talking about the topic, the night wind looked sideways, and thought to himself: Tomorrow, I will resume my life, like them, I will start to study hard.

For me, the league has ended, and the school's special policy for the basketball team has come to an end, and from tomorrow onwards, I will no longer be a player, but just a student.

Thinking of this, Ye Changfeng laughed self-deprecatingly, and walked forward, but suddenly found a person standing in front of him.

Looking up carefully, it was Fan Xing.

Ye Changfeng didn't speak, and his footsteps turned slightly, wanting to walk past him.

"What are you going to do?" Fan Xing suddenly said.

Ye Changfeng stopped his footsteps and stood there, just as Fan Xing's shoulders were flat, he didn't look sideways at him, looked at the dark woods in front of him, and said coldly: "Is there something?" ”

"Of course there is!" Fan Xing's tone was also very cold.

"Say!" The night is long and windy.

"Bastard, you're putting on this stinky face and pretending to be cool, fuck! You've already lost, you've lost completely! Damn it! Fan Xing suddenly turned around, facing the night wind standing on his side, and shouted.

Ye Changfeng's body was trembling, and it shook more and more, suddenly Ye Changfeng turned around violently, faced Fan Xing, twisted his hands, grabbed Fan Xing's shirt, and said coldly: "What do you care about if I lose?" ”

Fan Xing obviously didn't expect Ye Changfeng to take action first, so he couldn't help but be even more angry, and hurriedly tore away the hands that were dragging his neckline Ye Changfeng, and scolded in his mouth: "Of course, it doesn't matter to me how you lose, but don't send your resentment to Yanzi!" ”

"Swallows?" The night breeze was stunned.

"That's right! What did you just say to the swallows? Why did she run home crying? Damn, don't be the master if you don't have the ability,! Let go! Fan Xinghuo scolded with a red face.

Ye Changfeng laughed strangely, Fan Xing likes swallows, he already knows, and Fan Xing has always been indignant that he squeezed his position as the main scoring guard, and he also guessed from the fact that he never talked to himself when he was training and playing, but he didn't expect that when he failed, he was the first to jump out and ridicule himself here.

All right!

That's great!

Fan Xing was a little scared of Ye Changfeng's strange smile, but the depression that had been suppressed for a long time finally broke out when he saw his sweetheart Yanzi crying and running out of the school gate, and he was angry and went around the campus to look for Ye Changfeng, but he didn't expect to really let himself find it, seeing Ye Changfeng's indifferent stinky face, Fan Xing finally became angry.

"What are you laughing at?" Fan Xing scolded.

Ye Changfeng tilted his head, looked at Fan Xing's angry face, and replied, "Do you know what I hate the most?" ”

"I don't care what you hate, I told you to let go, damn it!" Fan Xing vigorously wrenched the hand that was gripping the neckline, but he felt powerless to help at all, and couldn't help but become even more angry.

"I'll tell you, I hate the little man who is incompetent, unwilling, and full of jealousy!" Ye Changfeng said coldly, and when he finished speaking, he finally let go of his hand, pushed it with his hand, and then didn't look at Fan Xing, turned around arrogantly and walked away.

The muscles of Fan Xing's face trembled violently a few times, his eyes suddenly became blood-red, every word of Ye Changfeng just now pierced deeply into his heart, and a stream of blood rushed towards his brain, Fan Xing suddenly scolded: "I your ancestor!" As he spoke, the man had already rushed out and kicked at the night wind in front of him.

As soon as Ye Changfeng heard Fan Xing's scolding, he knew that it was not good, so he hurriedly turned around, just dodging Fan Xing's kick, Fan Xing didn't kick it, he immediately turned around and punched over.

Ye Changfeng didn't dodge this time, Fan Xing's punch hit his face firmly, and under Fan Xing's punch, Ye Changfeng retreated backwards crookedly.

"Look how I'm going to fix you bastard today!" Fan Xing punched the real one, and couldn't help but increase the killing surname, shouted loudly, and greeted him again.

Ye Changfeng finally became angry at this moment, all the depression and unhappiness broke out at this moment, and he stood up violently, taking advantage of Fan Xing's situation. Kick it off.

"Hmm!" Fan Xing bent down in pain, how could he care so much about the night long wind, he kicked it and kicked Fan Xing to the ground directly, and then rushed over, pressing it and punching it.

Fan Xing reacted immediately at this moment, and the two immediately tore open the huge campus path, and the scolding and painful cries between each other suddenly tore through the quiet campus.

When the security guard heard the killing, he pressed the two people who were inseparable to the ground in a few strokes.

Ye Changfeng was pressed to the ground by two security guards, and a majestic voice suddenly sounded: "Why are you fighting?" ”

Ye Changfeng turned his head hard, and a green and majestic face appeared in front of him, and the anger in his heart suddenly cooled by half.

Oops, Dean of Students is here!

It was rumored that the harshest and most terrible director of the school was here.

Turning his head to see Fan Xing, who was also pressed to the ground, but there was a look of joy in his eyes, Ye Changfeng suddenly remembered that Fan Xing's uncle was the teaching director!!

The matter suddenly became serious, and Ye Changfeng pursed his mouth, revealing a look of fearlessness.

The two were escorted to the guard room, and after a while, the class masters of both sides and the coach of the team arrived at once.

Everyone's eyes are different when they look at the night wind, and they have long been unable to see their homeroom teacher show disgusted eyes, and the coach's eyes are full of anger, but it can be seen that it is a sad feeling.

"Who's going to do it first?" The Dean of Students spoke.

"He, I said two words to him, and he punched me!" Fan Xing immediately sued the wicked and shouted.

Ye Changfeng glanced at Fan Xing coldly, turned his head, and did not speak.

"Ye Changfeng-san, is that so?" The dean's tone was still calm, but everyone knew that behind the calm was boundless murder.

"He's your nephew, who would you believe if I said he did it first?" Ye Changfeng sneered, his face full of disdain.

The dean snorted strangely, causing everyone in the room, including the teacher and the security guards, to tremble, but Ye Changfeng didn't, still looking at the dean fearlessly.

"Ye Changfeng, I'll ask you one more question now: Who did it first?" The dean's tone began to grow cold.

"Fan Xing!" The night wind spat out a sentence.

"Who can prove it?" The dean immediately asked.

Ye Changfeng looked at him with strange eyes, suddenly laughed, stood up violently, suddenly pointed his finger at Fan Xing, and shouted: "Then who can prove that he didn't do it first??? ”

"The Long Wind of the Night!" The Dean of Education suddenly shouted.

"With your current attitude, I can be sure that whoever said is true, a student like you who is alone, indifferent to others, does not unite with the collective, and has poor learning is not qualified to stay in a famous school like No. 4 Middle School that pays attention to quality education and moral character!" The dean scolded loudly.

Ye Changfeng was just sneering, completely ignoring the calm look that the coach gave him.

Come on!

Come on!

I'd like to see the faces of your bunch of fallen stones.

"How many phone numbers do you have?" The dean said suddenly.

Ye Changfeng suddenly froze, and suddenly understood that the matter was serious, but he did not regret it, and said coldly: "05114443844!" ”

All the people didn't expect that Ye Changfeng would be so simple, and in such a serious situation, he would not lower his attitude and say some euphemistic pleadings, and he would go toe-to-toe with the second-in-command of the school.

The head teacher's surprise and snicker, the coach's sigh, and Fan Xing's smug look were completely exposed in Ye Changfeng's eyes.

"Call your parents tomorrow, your problem is serious!" The dean's face was hideous, but in the eyes of the night wind, it was so ugly.

"I won't call, if you like it, call yourself!" Night Wind sneered.

"You're ''''''''''''!" The dean was speechless with anger.

"Tell you, I've seen a lot of bullying faces like you, don't act here, you can do whatever you want! I don't care! The night wind turned and walked out.

"Night Changfeng, you get out of me, tomorrow you will use it to go to school, I will tell you now, what you said just now, you have been expelled from the fourth middle school!"

"Director Chen, calm down, don't be serious with the child!" The coach immediately panicked and hurriedly pleaded.

"Coach, stop talking, I'm sorry! I didn't play a good game, and I didn't fulfill your wishes, I have no face in the fourth middle school in the night long wind, I just didn't expect me to walk out of the fourth middle school like this, hehe! Ye Changfeng stood at the door, stopped the coach's plea, didn't know what to say, and finally smiled miserably.

"You, you, and you!" Ye Changfeng pointed at the teaching director and the head teacher who was silently pretending to be sympathetic in turn, and finally nodded heavily at Fan Xing, who was pretending to be aggrieved, and said with disdain.

"It's a bunch of garbage that should live in the sewers!" After speaking, Ye Changfeng turned around, stepped out of the gate, looked at the starry sky, Ye Changfeng raised his head to the sky and roared, did not look back, and walked towards the gate of the fourth middle school without regrets.

Looking at the back of the long night wind, the coach suddenly felt distressed and cold, and the hope of the fourth middle school rising again was suddenly extinguished.

And listening to the hateful teaching director, maybe because he was angry after being scolded just now: "Such a garbage student, I won't let him go to school, wait, I'm going to let any school in Beiyang not take him in!" ”

"He's right, you're a bunch of garbage! Damn, I'm quitting! The usually calm coach finally became angry, turned his head sharply, glared angrily at the people in the room, and yelled, then turned around and left the guard room in a rage, leaving only a group of stunned people standing in place.

On the night when Ye Changfeng failed the game to Yan Yufeng, with grief and pain, under the deliberate suppression of the teacher, he angrily broke with the fourth middle school.

On this day, Night Wind will always remember, after everything falls, after saying goodbye to his beloved basketball, will Night Wind fall like this?

A meteor suddenly crossed the starry night sky, and disappeared into the starry sky with the beauty of that moment.

Will the night wind be the same as this meteor?

Just a flash in the basketball world in Beiyang?

Everything is arranged by fate.

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"Happy New Year! Yan Yufeng! Captain Takahara's voice came from the other side of the telephone.

"Hehe, Happy New Year! I didn't expect anyone to call me in the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve! Yan Yufeng was a little surprised, and said with a smile.

"Haha, it seems that I was the first person to call you and greet you!" Takahara's happy voice laughed on the other end of the phone.

"Really? Is there anyone else calling? Yan Yufeng asked with a smile.

"Hehe, don't pretend to be stupid, Qin Lan!" Gao Yuan smirked.

"Ah, how do you say that?" Yan Yufeng was surprised.

"Hehe, don't pretend, who doesn't know, Qin Lan's relationship with you now, haha''''''''''!" Takahara laughed.

"Dizzy, really no, which one do you want, we're just ordinary friends!" Yan Yufeng hurriedly explained.

"Haha, I'll take care of you, yes! Tomorrow Zhai Yong, the big pillars have already told me that the brothers of our basketball team haven't been together for a long time, tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year, how about everyone come out and get together! ”

"Well''''' well, since the game is over, everyone is busy studying and training, it is time to get together, you can call me tomorrow!" Yan Yufeng thought about it for a while and happily agreed.

"Okay, I'll call you tomorrow, hang up first, my mother is asking me to watch the Spring Festival Gala!" Gao Yuan quickly called, and on the other side of the phone, a voice could be clearly heard shouting Gao Yuan's name.

"Well, that's it, bye!" Yan Yufeng said goodbye, and then hung up the phone.

As soon as he raised his feet and wanted to leave, the phone rang again, Yan Yufeng was startled, looked at the phone, and immediately remembered what Gao Yuan had just said in his mind, hesitated for a moment, and finally picked up the phone.

"Hey!" Yan Yufeng asked weakly.

"Is it the boss?" A voice rang out quickly.

"Woo''''''''' it's wisdom!" Yan Yufeng was suddenly relieved.

"Hehe, Boss, Happy New Year, I greet you for the New Year!" Ouyang Shangzhi shouted.

"Don't call me boss, I've told you n times!" Yan Yufeng said silently, since the league, he took advantage of the Saturday and Sunday breaks, took him, and Sun Ming went to practice together, facing Ouyang Shangzhi, who did not have any basic basketball skills, Yan Yufeng poured all his strength into training him strictly and hard, and this lasted until the arrival of the winter vacation.

In the past three months, Ouyang Shangzhi has been very talented in basketball as he thought, and after March, he can basically follow him to play a three-on-three game.

However, Yan Yufeng did not relax because of this, but trained him more strictly, and Sun Ming, who was next to him, was also surprised, and said to Yan Yufeng very seriously in private: "Yufeng, I can't see it, you still have the potential to be a coach!" ”

However, Yan Yufeng just laughed when he heard the words, completely explained his understanding of basketball to Ouyang Shangzhi, and brought him to the basketball team from time to time, so that Zhai Yong and Gao Yuan taught him, although Yan Yufeng explained why he did this to him, who is only in the third year of junior high school, but almost everyone understands a little.

This can be seen from the contact with Ouyang Shangzhi, Zhai Yong was even more surprised, but he didn't say anything, but trained him more seriously with everyone.

"Boss, I like to call you that!" Ouyang Shangzhi's voice sounded scoundrel again.

Alas, although he is only one year younger than himself, Yan Yufeng always feels like a child to Ouyang Shangzhi, why is he so mentally retarded!

Yan Yufeng thought with a groan.

"Okay, whatever you want, is there anything else? I still have to be with my family! Yan Yufeng had no choice but to say this, hoping to get away from this pestering guy as soon as possible.

"Hehe, boss, nothing else, I just want to ask, tomorrow on the first day of the new year, do you have any activities? I'm bored! Ouyang Shangzhi's voice immediately took on a pleading color.

"Tomorrow, they and I, the basketball team, are going to get together, what, do you want to come too?" Yan Yufeng immediately regretted it after saying this.

"Wow, come, come, where to meet!" Ouyang Shangzhi immediately became excited and shouted loudly, his voice so sharp that Yan Yufeng had the urge to throw away the phone.

"I'll call you tomorrow! Alas''''' hang! Yan Yufeng sighed, hung up the phone, turned around and left.

"Suzura, Suzura''''''''''''''''''''!" The phone rang again.

"What's the matter with you!" Yan Yufeng immediately picked up the phone and said impatiently.

"'''''''''''', it's me, Qin Lan!" There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, and then Qin Lan's slightly hesitant voice rang.

"Ahh Yan Yufeng suddenly called and immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, I thought it was my friend!" ”

"It's okay, Happy New Year!" Qin Lan seemed to be able to feel Yan Yufeng's unhurried and flustered appearance, and his voice suddenly became happy, and he greeted sweetly.

"Happy New Year, '''''''''''!" Yan Yufeng paused and responded politely.

"Do you have time tomorrow?" Qin Lan suddenly asked.

“`````。” Yan Yufeng hesitated, but immediately replied honestly: "Tomorrow on the plateau, they asked me to come out to gather, it is the basketball team, everyone hasn't been together for a long time, so while tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year, everyone will come out and gather together." ”

"Oh, that's good, do you have my share?" Qin Lan became happy and immediately asked.

"'''''', then I'll call you tomorrow!" Yan Yufeng thought about it, Qin Lan was the basketball leader after all, and it was very reasonable for her to come out.

"Okay, I'm going to hang up, my mom is telling me to make dumplings, remember to call me tomorrow, don't forget!" Qin Lan was clearly very happy and said quickly.

"Well, then bye-bye!" Yan Yufeng said goodbye and slowly put down the phone.

Alas, a mess!

Yan Yufeng thought with a headache, and a gorgeous light curtain suddenly flashed outside, as well as the sound of "Peng" similar to firecrackers.

Taking two steps closer to the window, Yan Yufeng opened the window, and just as a huge firework exploded in the void, it turned into a beautiful and dazzling color curtain.

Taking a deep breath of cold air, Yan Yufeng took a light breath and said to himself: "The taste of the New Year!" ”

In the blink of an eye, 3 months have passed, and now it is the Spring Festival! But the scenes of the game still appear in front of me from time to time.

I was so much for those competitions, and I'm really grateful for it, which made me realize that I still have a lot of shortcomings, and I'm getting better and better.

couldn't help but stretch out his hands, Yan Yufeng looked at these hands carefully, and then slowly clenched them, feeling the surge of powerful power in his body.

In the past few months, I have been ruthless to get rid of the habit of sleeping lazy, running from home to school every morning, and then starting physical training and quality exercise on the school field.

Tie up a sandbag that has been weighted to 17.5 pounds, perform a frog jump and a 30-meter acceleration run, and the 30-lap course in the north of the school is an indispensable day of walking training.

Take the ball and smash the rebound, then jump up to catch it, and then catch it and smash it on the rebound, and repeat the continuous bounce force exercise for 200 times without pulling once.

100 double-pole upright up and down, 200 vertical orientation on the single-pole training is also insisted on not pulling.

In the afternoon, under Sun Ming's sparring, 300 pull-up jump shots were also indispensable.

Still carrying the sandbags that had been tied for a day, I insisted on running home tired.

After sleeping in bed, a hundred sit-ups, the day's training is finally over, but tomorrow?

All remains the same!

In the past three months, after nearly 100 days of ups and downs, Yan Yufeng obviously feels that his physical fitness is abundant and enhanced, and in terms of quality exercise, he can feel it even more.

A few days ago, I secretly measured the vertical high jump and the rush high jump, and was pleasantly surprised to see that I jumped higher than the original.

His height has also grown slightly by 2 centimeters, and his height of one meter ** is enough to make him excited, but Sun Ming's depression can't be controlled.

After the Spring Festival, it will be the selection of the Jiangsu Division of the National Nike Cup Competition.

The plateau is even more powerful than before, this may be under his own stimulation, and Xiang Jie has also grown three centimeters taller and weighed ten pounds, and he looks more strong, standing in the position of this big striker is like that, hehe!

And Zhai Yong, what about Dazhu?

While complaining about the plateau, why did I and Xiang Jie have to exercise together so hard, but on the other hand, they did not show weakness at all, and hard training existed in everyone's day.

Thinking of this, Yan Yufeng laughed.

Instead of being proud of winning the championship, everyone worked harder in training, because now everyone is looking forward to the national competition.

yes, the national competition!

How many masters are there waiting for you to challenge? How many honors await us?

From all over the country, outstanding basketball geniuses gathered in the capital Yanjing and began to tear apart!

Yan Yufeng exhaled a breath and looked at the void, just as a firework exploded in the night sky again, looking at the beautiful colored curtain, Yan Yufeng said to himself: "There is only one last difficulty left, step on it, and the national competition is just around the corner!"

Come on, I'm ready! ”

Yan Yufeng closed the window, turned around, stepped into the hall, and shouted happily: "Dad, Mom, I want to eat dumplings too!" ”

Happy New Year!

Great Qin Bingbing

2004-8-8

Say a few words: I don't mention it when I am depressed, I just hate why God can't give us China a happy and thorough day, why is this happening?

When we already have the strength to win the championship, this kind of thing can happen! A referee who presided over the semi-finals of the World Cup would be so rubbish today, and I don't want to ask him why he is like this, I can only say, God bless me China!

It is useless to hate heaven and earth, no way to remedy it, and pain can only be liberated and transformed into happiness after four years! Today I have no sleep, I can't sleep in depression.

So I wrote this chapter, I just hope that you who are also depressed can get some happiness, since the reality we can't carry out happiness to the end, then let us carry out happiness to the end in an illusory vision.

Here, we're the gods, so let's get those brutes and garbage judges out of the way!

The heart is still painful, today is my birth, but every time I am born, I am not happy, every year, this year, alas, ''''''''', annoying!

Great Qin Bingbing

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