On the first night, there was a class meeting, and the students introduced themselves. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lu Xiaojie showed his humor and good talk on the podium, making the classmates giggle and make Ling Qingyu feel that he has great marketing potential. As soon as Jin Lin stepped on the podium, he was more gentle than in the dormitory, and occasionally brushed his hair a few times when he thought he was handsome, and he didn't know if the girls in the audience had a flower on his body, and he was angry. Zhang Dalong speaks honestly and honestly, and he is serious, but he makes everyone laugh.

Ling Qingyu was the last of the four to go to the podium, unfortunately it was also the last, although he had a Jay Chou-style silence, but there was no tension, during the high school basketball game, there were many scenes of thousands of onlookers, this kind of case is a small case.

Ling Qingyu, who had a cold face, blinked inadvertently, and a green smile rose at the corner of his mouth, which made the eyes of the flower girls who were attentive in the audience shine, and there was a slight commotion.

The head teacher, Chen Meimei, glanced at the faces that were a bit nymphomaniac, and couldn't help coughing lightly to stop the restlessness.

Ling Qingyu was not overly enthusiastic or overly introverted, and went down after briefly introducing his name.

However, the silence did not last for a second, and several boys in the audience exchanged their heads and ears, bringing up the voices of the girls who had fallen silent before, and the class began to be restless again.

There were about thirty people in the class, half male and half female, and a few boys seemed to be a little sensitive to Ling Qingyu's three words, and they all looked at Ling Qingyu with surprise or suspicion.

Lu Xiaojie, who was surprised, saw Ling Qingyu return to his seat, leaned over and asked, "Qingyu, why do you feel that everyone is very interested in you?" ”

In high school, he was well known at school, but no one was curious about himself. But in this vague atmosphere, Ling Qingyu was a little uncomfortable, as if he had been peeked at. He could only spread his hands helplessly, indicating that he was not very clear.

For a while, the atmosphere in the class was chaotic.

"Everyone, be quiet." Chen Meimei, who returned to the podium, glanced around inexplicably.

Although she was young, relying on her serious face deliberately put on for the sake of majesty, Chen Meimei still shocked these new students. It's just that she couldn't figure out why the whole class could stay quiet after the previous classmates introduced themselves, and after this cool-looking boy stepped down, there were a lot more noisy voices.

Then, Chen Meimei instilled in them the longing and enthusiasm for the university, how to plan the college career, etc., fortunately, the expository essay in the official tone did not last too long, otherwise these young boys and girls in the audience who were in their youth would become wrinkled.

After the class meeting, Lu Xiaojie seemed to have some things, and immediately said goodbye to Ling Qingyu, and went first.

At this time, the four boys surrounded Ling Qingyu, causing Chen Meimei and some male and female students who were about to leave the classroom to look at them curiously, not knowing what was going on.

"Are you Ling Qingyu?" A tall and thin boy asked Ling Qingyu abruptly.

Ling Qingyu remembered that his name was Li Quandong, and next to him was a fat man with dyed yellow hair as tall as himself called Cheng Haoran, the shortest boy with a wide body was called Yang Qian, and the last obscene looking boy with glasses was called Liu Cong.

"Hmm!" Ling Qingyu, who didn't know the situation, nodded lightly.

As soon as these words came out, the four of them were dumbfounded, petrified in place, and looked at each other in disbelief.

"You, you, are you really Ling Qingyu? You didn't lie to me, did you? Cheng Haoran stuttered for a while.

Startled by the reaction of the four people, the corners of Ling Qingyu's mouth twitched and he sneered: "If you have nothing to do, I'll leave first." ”

Under the strange eyes of the class, Ling Qingyu walked out of the classroom quickly, took the opportunity to exhale lightly, and went to the corridor.

"He's the Immortal Hades?" Yang Qian, who was facing the three of them, muttered.

"Great! I see my idol! Liu Cong suddenly jumped up, very excited.

The surprise and excitement shown by the four of them made Chen Meimei and the rest confused, and the former had to shake his head, saying that it was difficult to understand the thoughts of the current students.

After a while, Ling Qingyu, who had withdrawn from the incandescent lamp, was already in the dark night, and it seemed that when he reported his name, he had already been recognized by some people, but the reaction of the four people really made him at a loss. Obviously, Ling Qingyu underestimated his popularity and influence.

As the No. 1 sport in Jincheng, basketball has a wide range of facilities to provide students with a full stage.

There are a total of 15 stadiums in the west stadium of the school, divided into three rows, and four huge and dazzling silver-white headlights are lit in the corners of the surrounding corners, illuminating the place as if it were daytime.

Today is the first day of school, and all basketball courts are naturally full, and some lively venues are even more crowded, extremely hot, and shouts come out from there from time to time.

Ling Qingyu wandered to the west court of the school, and not far in front of him, a huge building stood under the night sky, which was the Fairy Lake Arena of Fuxian University.

The Fairy Lake Arena has a very different style and design characteristics, and is divided into two floors. The bottom is a rectangular bottom, about 10 meters high, similar to the function of the bottom platform, surrounded by a stone staircase leading to the second floor attached to the milky white stone wall. On the top is a rectangular indoor arena with white paint on all sides, with wide screens embedded in it, and a light blue transparent skylight with an electric device on the top that can be opened and closed automatically.

When Ling Qingyu borrowed a basketball from the equipment room on the first floor of the Fairy Lake Arena and entered the court alone, a basketball basket in the middle happened to be vacant because someone left, and he was lucky to accept this half.

Ling Qingyu took the basketball and started shooting, doing a simple warm-up, his shooting percentage was very good, only one of the five balls was missed, and the dribble that looked simple and skillful could occasionally appear a little fancy.

Ling Qingyu's venue can be regarded as the prime location of the court, and he is playing three against three in one half of the court, with a total of four teams of 12 people, and each of them is tall and big, like a basketball master, so it attracted many students to stop and watch.

"Monkey, well deducted!"

"This man is amazing!"

At this time, there were cheers and cheers from Ling Qingyu's side in the first half, as well as the whispers of the surrounding students.

A 195cm bamboo pole-shaped thin tall man completed a dunk, with his height he completely made people ignore his old age-like bounce power, monotonous to the point that there is no trick in the dunk but still makes people applaud, this is the charm of dunk.

The huge contrast between the twelve to one numbers of the two fields made some people around look at it curiously, and some people in the dark night even coveted the golden area where Ling Qingyu was located.

There are lights and high exposure, which can attract passing girls to take a look. This kind of advantage is occupied by a kid who is more than 1.7 meters alone, how can these hot-blooded teenagers who think they have the best football skills be willing? The winner of the stadium is king, and the strong have the right to speak, and some people are beginning to move.

But after a while, their restless minds were held back in their hearts.

A boy of medium stature but as tall as 196cm walked to the half where Ling Qingyu was, this person had a clean face, his tin foil perm was black and red and slightly frivolous, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, carrying a sense of arrogance.

"Isn't that Jiang Feng?" When this person appeared, some people around him immediately exclaimed.

Jiang Feng, the main power forward of the basketball team of Fuxian University, is in his senior year and has the highest qualifications, and he is the core of the team together with Gao Tong, the captain of the basketball team. At this moment, his height suddenly dominates the crowd, and looking at the audience, he is the first altitude.

Height isn't the most important thing in basketball, it's second-most important. Basketball has always been known as a sport for long people, with a few exceptions like Ling Qingyu. And the height is always in the form of a pyramid, one meter eight below the first gear, generally more, one meter eight to one meter nine is a gear, even if the technique is not very strong, you can rely on the height to barely mix, more than one meter nine is a gear, unless this gear is extremely talented or sick, in addition to the accident, you can become a member of the school team.

On the first day of school, Jiang Feng, an old senior, couldn't resist his impulsive heart, and came to the stadium to join in the fun, recalling the scene when he first came to Fuxian. As soon as he arrived at the court, he was attracted by the half court on Ling Qingyu's left, and saw that this boy, who was short in his eyes, was playing alone, so he came over to play by the way.

"Classmates, can we play together?" Jiang Feng, who had one hand in his pocket, spun the basketball with the index finger of the other hand, and asked Ling Qingyu with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Yes!" Ling Qingyu was stunned for a moment, then replied with a smile.

For Jiang Feng's appearance, Ling Qingyu was calm, he had seen a lot of tall people, and when he played the semifinals with Haibin High School, although the center on the opposite side was not good, he had a terrifying height of 202cm, and the person in front of him was nothing compared to the other party, but the strong basketball atmosphere exuded by the person who came made him look at it more.

Jiang Feng was not too polite, and with the first shot, he said, "Huh! A hit hit a tuba two.

At the same time, with a "snap", the tall and thin man in the left half of the court fanned the basket of the boy opposite him, and the court cheered again.

This tall and thin man is named Zeng Hou, 195cm tall, a freshman, and looks like a sharp-beaked monkey gills, so he is nicknamed Monkey.

"Monkey, today's cow!" The boy who was on the same team as Zeng Hou exclaimed.

The boy's name is Wu Chao, who is 186cm tall and has an enviable body shape like a bodybuilding coach.

The basketball flew right towards Ling Qingyu and landed beside him.

"Hey, boy! Throw the ball over! Zeng Hou, whose vanity was inflated, was full of pride, and he ordered Ling Qingyu very much.

Everyone's eyes were cast on, first staying on Jiang Feng's body in surprise for a moment, and then looking at Ling Qingyu. Seeing that he was of ordinary height and lean figure, his face had a completely different reaction when he saw Jiang Feng, and he couldn't arouse any interest, but the other party's handsome face made people secretly envious.

However, what was surprising was that Ling Qingyu not only did not take any action, but instead frowned with a trace of unhappiness between his eyebrows.

The smell of gunpowder filled the air, and everyone thought about it, as if something good was about to happen. Could it be that the boy in front of him would ignore Zeng Hou's words? And then a quarrel or even a fight? It would be so much fun to have something so intense happening on the first day!

Even Jiang Feng felt that the air had frozen a little, but he was even more curious about Ling Qingyu. In the past, whenever a boy of the other party's height saw him propose to play together, although he did not say it explicitly, the other party would consciously show a sense of fear and silently let go of the field. But when the boy in front of him saw him, not only did he not have any fear, but he didn't seem to take himself seriously, and he didn't look arrogant, but he had a basketball aura stronger than himself.

This person is definitely not ordinary, this is Jiang Feng's premonition. At this moment, he was a little optimistic and wanted to see how Ling Qingyu responded.

Wu Chao also sensed that something was wrong, and felt that his partner was a bit domineering, and the other party was just a basketball enthusiast, so why bully others?

"Monkey, you should be polite to others!" Wu Chao snorted to ease the awkward atmosphere.

"Classmate, please throw the ball." Another humble boy in their group stepped forward and said in a lower tone.

The boy's name is Cao Gang, 189cm tall, with a small head, and a kind and honest appearance.

Under the gaze of everyone, Ling Qingyu's sharp eyes moved slightly, and he bowed down to pick up the basketball in front of him, his eyes touched Zeng Hou in the front, and on the cold face that the other party pulled down, he saw a trace of unkindness in those two tiny eyes.

"Let me help you make up for the missed ideological and moral lessons!" A sneer rose at the corner of Ling Qingyu's mouth.

Under the gaze of everyone, Ling Qingyu shook the basketball in his hand, and then threw it over by hitting the ground. However, he secretly exerted some strength in his hands, and watched the show play out playfully.

When everyone thought that Ling Qingyu was forced to swallow his anger, he was about to fly towards Zeng Hou's basketball, and at the moment when he just stretched out his hand to catch the ball, Ling Qingyu exerted his dark energy on the basketball and collided with the ground, causing the basketball to change the law of reflex, and flew weirdly to the right, to Cao Gang's hand.

Quiet, dead still!

Accompanied by a series of uncontrollable gazes.

The crowd slipped in disbelief and stopped their eyes on the perpetrator while whispering was heard.

"This guy can control the direction of the basketball!" Jiang Feng, who was stunned, opened his eyes slightly, staring at Ling Qingyu, feeling more and more that the other party was not simple.

"Damn, this guy did it on purpose!" Zeng Hou, whose face was even uglier than the pit of the mao, seemed to have been splashed with a basin of stinky footwater, but he couldn't find any point to get mad.

"Thanks, classmate!" Retracting his surprised gaze, Cao Gang thanked him awkwardly.

Smiling slightly at the other party, the smile hidden under Ling Qingyu's face seemed to be contempt and mockery in Zeng Hou's eyes, making him grit his teeth with hatred.

"Humph!" Zeng Hou snorted coldly.

Without paying too much attention to the other party's expression, Ling Qingyu turned around and simply made a basket on his own, then hugged the ball and prepared to go back.

"I'll go first." Ling Qingyu smiled at Jiang Feng and said goodbye.

In the past, no stranger dared to get too close to him, let alone say hello? Unexpectedly, this person was unrestrained, and the other party's hidden methods just now made him more and more interested, so he asked politely.

"Don't you fight for a while?"

Ling Qingyu, who shook his head gently, didn't say much, and walked straight towards the outside of the court. It's just that Ling Qingyu didn't know that under his distant back, a series of complicated eyes converged on him, Zeng Sen Ran, Jiang Feng's gaze......