As a young man who has just become an adult, it is true that Ye Feng is obsessed with basketball, but he is not a robot either, he will not hold basketball in his arms 365 days a year, and occasionally he will go out to relax in his busy time, such as playing games. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info Last night he asked his best buddy, a big guy named Stephen Brown in the next block to play video games, so today he got up early in the morning, and after his habitual run, he hurriedly took a shower, touched a loaf of bread from the table and went out.

By the time he trotted all the way to the street, Brown, dressed in hip-hop clothes, was already waiting for him there, and the two of them were talking and laughing as they walked to the game center. Looking at the half bread in Ye Feng's hand, Brown smiled strangely: "Ye, you just take such a small broken bread for breakfast?" Are your parents afraid that you will make them poor? Ye Feng swallowed a mouthful of bread and raised a middle finger at him: "Dry!" Is this because my brother wants to keep in shape? Lest I eat your tonnage, do I still want to play? Brown rolled his eyes: "What happened to my tonnage?" Have you ever heard of the four monsters on the court? With your small body, you can fly out as soon as you squeeze it under the basket, right? ”

Ye Feng likes this kind of mutual blackness between good buddies, and just as he was about to continue to complain about the dead fat man next to him, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a stadium on the side of the street that was crowded, and there was a faint sound of scolding. He quickly shoved the last bite of bread into his mouth and motioned for Brown to take a look over there.

Seeing the excitement flashing in Ye Feng's eyes, Brown couldn't help but curse in his heart: "Damn, this kid is here again!" Every time it's where to go if there's something, it's not a big deal to watch the excitement, and curiosity kills the cat! I've got to go with him, it! He must have a meal later. ”

Of course, Ye Feng couldn't hear the broken thoughts in his heart, and even if he heard it, he wouldn't take it seriously: What did my brother do with it? Isn't it just to carry the thunder together when something happens!

"Borrowed, borrowed, borrowed!" Ye Feng relied on his physical advantage to forcibly pull Brown out of the crowd of onlookers, and stood near the bottom line and watched with interest at the two groups of people who were arguing in the field. A group of him is very familiar, he is the boss of this street court, although he has not fought against him, but his strength is not bad, and the black boy who leads the way seems to be called Frazier? Ye Feng shook his head, he had never had a good memory of the name of this kind of person who had only dealt with him a few times.

The people who confronted Fraser were quite strangers, but standing at the front was a tall girl wearing an old Suns jersey. "You're in good shape, but you don't know what it looks like?" Ye Feng whistled softly.

"Why can't we use this stadium? Is this your house open? The girl asked indignantly, her delicate voice sounding more like coquettishness.

An indescribable glint flashed in Fraser's eyes: "Of course the stadium is not opened by me, but I am the God here, you are playing here without my permission, are you not taking me seriously?" ”

"Your name is not written on the stadium, and your phone number is not left on the signage, how do you want us to ask you? And I didn't ask you, I just didn't take you seriously? The girl still clenched her fists and argued.

Someone behind Fraser shouted: "Don't talk so much nonsense, the game will be decided on the court." You come and fight our boss individually, you win, the court is whatever you want. ”

"That's pretty much ......"

"But if you lose, little girl, I don't ask too much, you just have a drink with me, hahahaha!"

"You ......" The girl didn't expect the other party to make such a bet, and her little face turned red, "We can go now, right?" Los Angeles isn't the only one there! ”

Fraser snorted coldly, and several junior brothers behind him quickly surrounded him. He said with a smirk, "What kind of place are you supposed to be?" Come and go when you want? If you want to go, just drink with me. ”

Looking at the little gangsters who were faintly surrounded by him, a tall black man behind the girl knew that this matter was difficult to be good, in his opinion, the only way for the people on his side to leave safely was to defeat the smiling street ball player opposite, and by the way, he could make a good impression in front of the goddess, you must know that this father's position in the history of the school team is not ordinary.

He yelled: "Slow, I'm an official player of the ISU Whirlwind, I'm going to fight you alone!" The girl turned her head in surprise: "Wesley, can you?" I heard my dad say that there has always been a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger on the street court, and many celebrities have suffered losses on the street court...... "Wesley is actually not sure of winning, but he is already the strongest basketball player here, and he has to send arrows on the string, so he can only force his composure and comfort: "It's okay, isn't it just a street gangster?" Watch me blow him up. ”

Ye Feng's gaze had been on the girl, intentionally or unintentionally, and when she turned her head, Ye Feng, who saw the straight face, suddenly understood why Fraser would make such a bet. A long waterfall-like blonde hair smoothly hung on his chest, his fair cheeks were flushed with the other party's rudeness, his long eyelashes fluttered, and his big amber eyes were full of shame and helplessness, as well as a hint of chagrin.

Ye Feng, who seemed to be fixed, couldn't help but start reciting the ancient text: "The clouds are ethereal, and the eyebrows are trimmed." Dan lips are bright outside, bright teeth are fresh inside, bright eyes are good, and Jing Fu inherits power. Brown looked at his friend's eyes that were about to turn green speechless......ly, and punched him heavily: "If you look at it again, your saliva will be dripping!" Who do you think will win? ”

Ye Feng woke up from his immobilized state, he calmly wiped the corners of his mouth, and said, "How do I know?" However, the odds of that guy named Wesley were no more than 30 percent, and Fraser's nickname of 'thief' was not for nothing. ”

Brown looked at the two people in the field who were doing warm-up exercises, and retorted unconvinced: "Didn't that guy say he was on the ISU varsity team?" There should be two hands, right? ”

"I'm going to give you a popularization, ISU, that is, Iowa State University, belongs to the NCAA's Big 12 League, has only reached the final four once in history, and is only a mid-stream team in the NCAA. It's not that I want to belittle them, Iowa State hasn't produced any particularly strong players in recent years, and this Wesley ......" Ye Feng pursed his lips with a look of disapproval.

"Damn, that's not saying this pretty chick ......"

"It's okay, it's okay, let's take a look at the situation first, at least Wesley's height is there, and the chance of winning is still there."

Between the two chatting, the one-on-one bullfight on the field has begun. Fraser made a few fancy dribbling moves and sneered: "Ten balls, whether it is two points or three points, it is counted as one ball, no extra game, the first ten goals win, do you have any opinions?" "It's the most common rule on the street court," and Wesley shook his head to say he had no objections.

Next, guessing the coin, Wesley attacked first, his face showed a hint of joy, and Fraser secretly laughed: "What if you attack first?" Later, I will let you see the skills of streetball, and if you want to show your face in front of beautiful women, you have to look at your strength. ”

I saw Wesley protect the ball with his body at the top of the arc and control the ball unhurriedly, and Fraser didn't have a good chance to steal for a while. Ye Feng secretly thought: "Although the strength of ISU is not strong, the members of the university team are not joking, and their basic skills are quite solid, so I don't know what other technologies are?" ”

It seems that in order to earn some face in front of the beauty, Wesley settled down, and with a quick crotch dribble, he wanted to force a breakthrough from the right with his physical advantage. Unexpectedly, Fraser was quick to move, and suddenly stuck to the ball at the moment it bounced, and a big hand quickly reached over, obviously wanting to complete the break directly on the outside.

Wesley was taken aback and had to slow down the speed he had just picked up and return to the position of protecting the ball again. Although Fraser felt that the other party still had some skills, he didn't take it to heart, but instead chattered trash talk in Wesley's ear.

"Boy, weren't you just about to break through? Why can't the car be refueled without gas? ”

"Tsk, this ball is well protected, very like the hen in my yard."

"The beautiful woman is looking at you, isn't it okay to keep the ball like this? Maybe she appreciates your pouting ******? ”

……

Wesley only felt as if a fly was constantly "buzzing" in his ears, and he took the ball in a fit of rage and went to the basket. Fraser didn't go to pick up the ball this time, but followed him like a shadow. Wesley also noticed that this pestering little man was at speed, and he thought to himself: You're fast, aren't you? I bully you with my height.

With his heart spinning, Wesley stopped the car, stepped back, and made a jumper from inside the free throw line. But as soon as the ball left his hand, a black shadow came up from the side and fanned the ball out of the field. After the two landed at the same time, Fraser still had a disdainful sneer on his face.

Caps! A neat slap in the face! Wesley only felt like the slap was directly on his face, and he suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness when his jump shot was blocked by a street kid with no formal training.

Fraser doesn't care if he's still sad or something, it's his turn to attack this round. As a perennial street court player, Fraser's dribbling has a distinctly street style: a lot of feints, surprises, and the goal is to show off and trick each other.

In the face of the tall Wesley, Fraser continued to dribble behind his back, spotted the opportunity to hit the ground under the crotch, and quickly bypassed the opponent to receive the ball. Wesley was shocked and quickly turned around and chased after him, but how could Frazier give him a chance? A big windmill slam dunk ended the offense. He looked at Wesley defiantly, and there was a flurry of cheers from the sidelines.

1 to 0!

The bullfight was deflated at the beginning, and Wesley shook his head and stared intently at Fraser's steps, hoping to save face. But he was soon disappointed, and the basketball skills he relied on didn't seem to have any effect, and he didn't even defend a single ball. ShemGod，GroundShaker，Shuffle，BigClothGhost…… All kinds of streetball moves seemed to be at his fingertips, and Fraser was ruthlessly playing with the big man in front of him, and the cheers around him were getting louder and louder.

With a backhand windmill layup, the bullfight ended, 10-0, and Wesley, as an NCAA player, had no way to fight back and was shaved by an unknown street kid! Fraser looked at Wesley, who was pale, and said contemptuously: "The players trained by professional basketball are nothing more than that. ”

He motioned for his younger brothers to pull Wesley aside, and with a wicked smile on his face, he walked up to the girl and reached for her wrist. The girl looked at the big outstretched hand, and her face was full of panic.

At this time, a clear voice came from the bottom line:

"Wait a minute!"