Ye Ning stood at the top of the arc and controlled the ball steadily, the red vest representing the main force on his body was so wet that it could almost drip water, and there were beads of sweat on the tips of his hair, which looked particularly dazzling under the light. www.biquge.info But all this seemed to have nothing to do with Ye Ning, his right hand was still rhythmically clapping the ball, and his eyes were fixed on the opponent standing in front of him.

There are eight seconds left in the attacking time.

Suddenly, Ye Ning moved without warning, and the dark brown basketball flickered back and forth a few times in his crotch, and the opponent's center of gravity was completely controlled by him. As soon as the long legs straddled, Ye Ning forcibly rushed in from the opponent with the ball, and the latter, who was half a beat late, could only follow behind and eat exhaust. Facing the blocked inside player, Ye Ning pulled a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and his speed did not decrease at all, and it seemed that he was ready to rely on turning around and wiping past the opponent.

At this time, the mutation was abrupt, and the player who was making up for the defense on the weak side was eager to prevent him from continuing to break through, and the huge body that quickly rushed over couldn't brake and hit Ye Ning hard. "Beep-beep-" A piercing whistle sounded in the huge Yangcheng Basketball Training Center, and the boiling cheers of the audience suddenly weakened, and countless fans watching the game turned their eyes to the yellow basket in shock. In the three-second zone, Ye Ning was lying on the ground with a hideous face holding his right knee, almost biting his lip to blood. He tried to get back up again and again, but the sharp pain in his knee made his thoughts come to naught again and again, and Rao was still silent, only the beads of sweat on his forehead betrayed his feelings.

"Hmph, isn't it just playing in the Spanish league by yourself? It's so easy to get injured, and it seems that the level of training in European basketball is not very good. ”

"That's it, what kind of Chinese football king, it's really embarrassing for us to say it......"

"He always goes to the coach after training and says this and that, and doesn't want to think about whether the team can play the tactics he says, and he can make sure that his advice is useful? It's ridiculous. ”

"A few of you are quiet, no matter how you say it, you are also our seniors, if you are heard by the media......"

Although those guys who didn't accumulate virtue in their mouths were dissuaded by their teammates, Ye Ning, who was lying on the floor, still heard the first few words clearly, and according to his usual temper, he would have rushed up to fight with them, but now he couldn't do anything, he could only look at the ceiling blankly, and his heart was tangled into a mess.

"Was it wrong for me to come back for the national team?"

"Why is the coach reluctant to accept my advice when he knows it's good?"

"Why do my teammates who are supposed to play side by side have this impression of me?"

"Is this jersey just a capital for them to brag about and not a motivation to win?"

"Why?"

"Why ......"

Ye Ning, who was muttering to himself, was quickly carried away by the medical staff on a stretcher, and the old man sitting in the coach's seat watched their backs disappear at the door, a trace of imperceptible sadness flashed in his eyes, but he immediately waved to the referee: "The game is canceled!" Then he strode out of the arena that he felt a little depressed.

"Ms. Guo, I'm very sorry, we have done our best to save Mr. Ye's injuries. But he suffered a very severe torn ligament and meniscus, as well as a slight bone crack in his right calf, and we can only guarantee that he will be able to walk like a normal person in the future, instead of being in a wheelchair all day long......"

In the office filled with the strong smell of disinfectant water, Professor Wang, who was in charge of performing the operation on Ye Ning, very seriously informed the anxious young woman in front of him of his diagnosis. But Guo Yu interrupted the old professor's words very shamelessly: "I just want to know if he can continue to play in the future." ”

Professor Wang looked at her deeply, and then remembered the national team uniform that Ye Ning was wearing when he was sent to the hospital, sighed in his heart, and said categorically: "No, letting him get out of the wheelchair is already the limit of what we can do, I dare to say that even if you find other experts in this field, you will not be able to get your husband back on the court." ”

Guo Yu took a deep breath, took out a checkbook from his kun bag, wrote a few strokes, and tore a piece and put it on Professor Wang's desk: "Thank you, sorry for your trouble." But when she stood up, she was in tears.

"Aning, the doctor said...... You will never ...... again" Guo Yu sat on the hospital bed, holding her husband's hand, crying like a child. Ye Ning stroked her hair and said with a wry smile: "I know my body, and I already expected it the moment I fell." Haven't you always been scared? Now that I'm retired, you can rest assured. ”

Guo Yu wiped away his tears and gave him a fierce look: "Retiring by yourself and retiring due to injury are two different things, okay?" I want you not to play basketball, but that's your dream since you were a child! Ye Ning was about to sit up, and after hearing his wife's words, he couldn't help but snort coldly: "Only if you have been to play abroad will you know what a gap is." Just from the perspective of the atmosphere, the country is not only backward, you look at the players who have been selected for the national team, all of them just regard the selection as a beautiful word on their resumes, and there is almost no spirit of winning glory for the country, what is the use of such a team? ”

As he spoke, Ye Ning began to get excited: "With a population of 1.3 billion, can't you find a few talented good seedlings?" No, there have always been geniuses, but they are either bound by the current domestic league system, or they have become a tool for those big names to fight for power! And their growth environment is not good, although the college league has been in full swing in recent years, but if you want to have the status of the NCAA, it is impossible to work hard without decades, let alone become a pioneer in Chinese basketball in terms of tactics! ”

"Looking at our professional league again, I really don't understand if it's for the box office to do everything?" Speaking of the league, Ye Ning's face turned red, "It's no problem to find foreign aid, there are so many leagues in the world, and there is more than one that has become a trend to sign foreign aid." But what has become of it now? Oh, during the game, let the foreign aid desperately cut points, desperately grab the board, the single-game data was refreshed again and again, the record improved, and the fans increased, but have domestic players been trained? Seeing them on the international stage, I ......"

Just as Ye Ning was speaking impassionedly, the door of the ward was pushed open, and the head coach of the national team, who had stopped the game and left the field early after Ye Ning was injured, walked in. Ye Ning saw that he quickly sat up with the help of his wife: "Ma Gui, why are you here?" The Asian Games in Bangkok are imminent, and the things in the team ......" Old Man Ma waved his hand and said softly: "I just came to visit you in my personal capacity, remember, it is a person." Ye Ning's face froze and he didn't speak.

The old man sat down on the stool, stared at Ye Ning with blazing eyes, and said in a deep voice: "What are domestic players like in the international arena?" Tell me about it to the old man. Ye Ning, who was still talking about the river just now, scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and said, "Ma Gui, this ...... It's just that I'm talking nonsense for a while, don't take it to heart, they are still playing well. Old Man Ma was silent for a moment and said, "There are only three of us here, you can say whatever you want, I can still listen to the old man." ”

Seeing that the old man's expression didn't seem to be fake, Ye Ning calmed down and whispered: "The shooting is not accurate, the enthusiasm is not high, the tactical literacy is poor, and there is no ruthlessness to dare to fight." Old Man Ma didn't expect him to say such a thing, and couldn't help but get angry: "You kid is not welcome." But then he sighed: "I understand what you said...... But what can I do? Hearing the old man say this, Ye Ning couldn't help but fall into silence.

After a while, Mr. Ma got up and said goodbye, just like Ye Ning said, the Asian Games will start soon, and as the head coach of the team, there is still a lot of work that he needs to do himself. After Ye Ning saw the old man leave, he suddenly held his wife's hand and said softly: "Let's go to the United States, although I can't continue to play now, but it is a holy place for basketball lovers all over the world, and it is not bad to be able to watch more high-level games." The domestic basketball soil is too barren, and it is difficult for any dream about basketball to blossom here. At the same time, he also added in his heart: Maybe our son can continue to fulfill my dream.

Guo Yu looked at her smiling husband and nodded.

The media did not report too much about the devastating injury suffered by the Chinese football king Ye Ning in the national team training match and eventually led to his retirement, and even most of them were brushed aside, and their focus was on Yao Ming, the young center of the SH team, Ye Ning was just an old guy who had already passed the gas in their eyes. Of course, Ye Ning himself had long expected these things, and he had always looked down on his reputation.

After listing the house in China for sale, Ye Ning flew to the United States on the other side of the ocean with his wife and young son without any concern, without any attention or farewell, only the few people in the basketball circle who were closest to him vaguely knew that this once the king of the Spanish league had chosen to leave, and this serious injury was just the last straw that broke the camel's back. Except for the fans, some coaches and players who feel sorry for him, the high-ranking officials don't seem to feel too much, in their opinion, this hard bone is gone, and a lot of things can be saved.

When he was about to board the plane, Ye Ning's son held his father's big hand tightly, tilted his head and asked, "Dad, will we come back again?" Ye Ning rubbed his son's little head and said firmly, "We will definitely come back again." ”

The day was September 27, 1998.