"The formula to be used for this question here is ......" Yan Wei wrote on the blackboard with chalk, and the whole class was listening carefully to the class, and the final exam was approaching, and everyone's enthusiasm for learning also came up. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wu Yichen was also concentrating on taking notes, he understood that the final exam of this semester was very important to him, in order not to let Min Ting say anything, he had to make up for the courses and knowledge that he had missed before because of participating in competitions, etc., only by taking the final exam well, he could play well.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell......" The bell rang after class, and Wu Yichen realized that this was the last class, and he would have to train after school.

Yan Wei just finished talking about this easy-to-mistake question, so he put down the chalk, turned to face everyone, he seemed to have lost a lot of weight in the past few weeks, pushed his reading glasses and said: "Okay, that's all for today, everyone can go back in the evening and fill in the blanks on the first two sides of the test paper I sent, let's get out of school." ”

Everyone packed their schoolbags and walked out of the classroom to go home, and there were still questions that they didn't understand and went to Yan Wei to discuss learning. Wu Yichen was still pondering this question.

"Hey, don't you have to train today?" Lin Qinran pushed Wu Yichen's shoulder, Wu Yichen's thoughts were interrupted all of a sudden, and when he looked up, he saw Lin Qinran looking at himself with a smile.

Wu Yichen's face flushed slightly, and he coughed twice: "It doesn't matter if you go later, the coaches of the recent training week are not there, and they are all training to maintain their condition." ”

Lin Qinran sighed and said, "I still have something to do today, let's go first!" ”

"Bye-bye!" Wu Yichen replied without a voice, and continued to work hard.

Liu Mu'er looked at Wu Yichen with her schoolbag on her back, and seemed to want to step forward to say something, but she stopped talking, and walked out of the classroom with a sigh in her heart.

"Forget it, let's go home and work harder." Wu Yichen really can't think of how to get this question, if he wants to ask Lao Yan, it is impossible for the sky to fall, he likes to study the topic by himself, and if he really doesn't understand, he will go online. Didn't Confucius say that if you are not angry, you will not be angry, you will not be angry, and only when you know the answer to the extent that you really can't think of it, it will be the most effective.

Wu Yichen leaned back, reached into the cabinet to sort things out, and suddenly he touched a note-like thing.

"Huh?" Wu Yichen secretly wondered, hey, he remembered that there was never a note in his cabinet, could it be that some confetti forgot to clean up?

Wu Yichen took it out and opened it to look at it, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

The note reads: Eight o'clock in the evening, at the school gate. - Your defense is too poor.

This was obviously someone's message to himself, and even if he didn't write his name, Wu Yichen understood what kind of sacredness this was.

"As I said, your defense is too bad."

M！ Wu Yichen was secretly surprised in his heart, even if the words written on this piece of paper were a little crooked, he also felt the momentum of M that day through the note.

This guy, how does he know my location!

Wu Yichen secretly guessed in his heart that he quickly packed his schoolbag and rushed towards the gymnasium.

"Huh?" Zheng Chao heard the sound of someone pushing the door open, turned his head to look, and saw Wu Yichen walking in.

"You're late!" Liu Jie reminded.

Wu Yichen nodded and said, "I'm sorry, I'm too late!" I'll go change my shoes. With that, he ran into the locker room.

Liu Jie was about to sit down, but he felt that someone had come to his side, and turned his head to see that it was Zheng Chao.

"Is there something wrong? Why don't you warm up. Liu Jie asked suspiciously, he saw Zheng Chao's eyes surprisingly firm.

Zheng Chao hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Coach, I have a request." ”

"You say, it's awkward." Liu Jie gave him a blank look and said.

Zheng Chao said: "I want to go head-to-head with Wu Yichen." ”

"Huh?" As soon as Hu Zhe threw a basket, he heard Zheng Chao's words, and couldn't help but be stunned, turned his head to look at Zheng Chao, but saw Zheng Chao with a serious look.

"You're not telling the truth, are you? Zheng Chao. Hu Zhe walked to Zheng Chao's side with some concern, and reached out to touch Zheng Chao's head.

Zheng Chao took a step back and avoided Hu Zhe's attack. He said with some embarrassment: "That's it, what's wrong, is there a problem, captain?" ”

"I'd better advise you to give up." Zeng Bing also came over, he was the one who had singled out with Wu Yichen, and in the previous training session with the second middle school that day, he was abused by him and threw himself to the ground. Now that I think about it, I actually had to compete with Wu Yichen for the starter that day, which is really a bit too naïve.

"You don't believe me?" Zheng Chao raised his left eyebrow and said with some amusement.

Locker room.

Wu Yichen put on Paul Shidai, and it felt really good to wear these shoes again, patted his thigh, opened the door of the locker room and walked out, but he was still thinking about the note in his heart.

He's not a student, is he? Wu Yichen thought suspiciously, students should not come out to play at night, and the final exam is approaching recently. Besides, I didn't know it was so strange to play with a student in the entire Shaoguan City.

But his tackling skills are really awesome.

Is he really going to teach me something?

……

"Ahh With an exclamation, the entire Bill street resounded with the sound.

"Whew, whew, whew......" Zhou Leehom sat up and gasped for breath on the bed, it was only half past three in the morning local time, but Zhou Leehom was awakened by a nightmare.

"Zhou, what's wrong with you?" With a click, the light in Leehom Zhou's room was turned on, and Fry stood at the door and said worriedly.

"Fly, I'm fine, it's just a dream, turn off the light, and it's weird and uncomfortable." Zhou Leehom covered his eyes with his hands, for fear of being stimulated by the strong light, and waved his hand.

"Oh, okay, sorry!" Frye spoke, and with another flip of the switch, the light went out.

"Man, what did you dream about?" Frye said with concern.

Zhou Leehom smiled bitterly: "I dreamed that the woman from Mary came to me with a knife, and just as she was about to cut it, she woke up!" ”

Frye was shocked: "Maria, she should still be in prison by now." ”

"Yes, but she'll be out in a few years, and I don't want to see her." Zhou Leehom said with some fear.

"Ten years ago was really a huge turning point in your life, who would have thought that the famous young coach Zhou Leehom, who was invited to coach in the NCAA, would become what he is now." Frye said with emotion.

"Oh no, fly, don't talk about it, I'll have a headache when you say it, and I'll try not to think about that unbearable past. By the way, why haven't you slept yet? Zhou Leehom said with a long breath.

"Hey, it's been a sleepless night!" Frye snapped his fingers and said, "We're going to be in the state league next year, and you know that in American high schools, the state league is the most important game. But we don't have a lot of talent in our team at the moment, so it's going to take some time. Frye bowed his head in frustration as he spoke.

Zhou Leehom patted Frye on the shoulder and said: "I understand your feelings, man, yesterday you said that the basketball team of the university you are in was forced to disband because of racial discrimination, and you can only come to this place to seek a way to survive, God will not be so ruthless to a person with dreams, believe me, your opportunity will come soon." ”

"Maybe you're right." Frye is a very optimistic person, but at the same time he feels sorry for why there is always racial discrimination in the United States.

"Would you like to hear my story in China?" Zhou Leehom tilted his head and said.

"I guess it's better for us not to stay in your room!" Frye smiled slightly, got up and walked to the living room.

"Damn, it's so cold, I don't want to move!" Zhou Leehom said complainingly.

"Don't expect me to turn on the heating, there's no money!"

Zhou Leehom still got dressed and walked out, he kept rubbing his arm, wanting to use the little heat generated by friction to keep out the cold.

"You know, this action you did is really a very good warm-up exercise!" Frye said, tapping on the keyboard.

"Isn't your computer in the room?" Zhou Leehom picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip. When Zhou Leehom came to the United States, he didn't forget to bring the tea from his hometown to let Frye taste it together.

"It's another one, didn't notice." Frye smiled, "Your tea is delicious, I have to go to Chinatown once a week to drink tea, I'm addicted." ”

Zhou Leehom laughed: "Of course, there is only one word to describe China's tea culture." ”

"I've heard you say this word hundreds of times, you don't have to repeat it." Frye said angrily, "Aren't you going to share your story in China?" ”

"That's a long story, let me pick one of the best stories, starting with the beginning of the school year in September this year." Zhou Leehom picked up the remote control and turned on the TV, and when he heard that the TV was in English, he seemed to realize that he was in a foreign country, so he turned off the TV again.

"Just last season, we finished in the top five in the city, and you know, a fifth place was history." Zhou Leehom first started with the Fourth Middle School 1.0 era, "Although it can't be compared with the level here, but we don't love basketball less than the United States, if it weren't for the education problem, I don't know how many Yao Ming Yi Jianlian will be produced." ”

"Hey, I think you digress." Frye squirted.

"Oh, yes, yes." Zhou Leehom realized this, scratched his head a little embarrassed and said, "When school started, I was worried about replenishing new strength, and when I went to the school's open-air basketball court, I happened to see a person. He just made a step-back three-point jumper, which startled me, and the ball actually went into the net hollow, you know how excited I was at the time, this person happened to be a freshman in high school, called Wu Yichen! ”

The more Zhou Leehom spoke, the more excited he became: "Later on Thursday, we held a freshman selection competition, and we decided the number of freshmen with this. In that game, there was a person who shocked me, his name is Zheng Chao, his dunk, I guess he is also one of the best among you black people, he can spin around 270 degrees and slam dunk! ”

"Oh, that's a nice guy!" Frye blinked, he didn't believe that China could dunk such a person.

The scene was very stale, but Wu Yichen's killer ball was still lost, and our school team still won the game. We got two pieces of treasure in the back, and a potential new star on the inside, and the strength is increasing unabated. ”

"The game in the city started very quickly, you know, I can't believe it, those two high-school backcourt twins shocked me a lot in the first game, their combination of offensive ability is really strong. Do you know, that Wu Yichen's three-point level, in a later training, shot a hundred into eighty-four, isn't it very powerful! Zhou Leehom exclaimed excitedly.

Fry's pupils contracted suddenly, one hundred into eighty-four, what is this concept? It's incredible to appear in the body of a Chinese teenager, this is in the NBA, I don't know if there are ten people who want to reach this level, although the NBA's three-point line is much farther away.

'He scored the half-time winner and we got away with the win, knowing we were against last year's third-place finisher. Zhou Leehom continued, "We made it all the way to the finals, and I was amazed by how quickly Wu Yichen grew, and he and Zheng Chao quickly secured the main position, and our attack began to revolve around these two people. Wu Yichen faced the MVP of two consecutive years at that time, and did not fall behind at all, won the game with an injury, won the MVP, and once again made history in the fourth middle school. ”

"We have made it to the provincial competition in history, you know, we in China are based on provinces." Zhou Leehom took a sip of tea, "In the group stage, we sang all the way, although there was a defeat in the middle, but then we successfully took revenge with a complete posture. In the face of the five-year provincial champion Guangming Middle School, even if all of our fighting spirit has been extinguished, Wu Yichen is still the most eye-catching one on the court, fighting alone to support a team, wake up the players, and shoot through the opponent one after another three-point shots, we finally won, Wu Yichen won the Guangdong Province MVP trophy. ”

"I never thought we would be able to reach the national finals. You must know that there are hundreds of teams in Guangdong with this goal. Zhou Leehom was extremely proud, and Fry listened carefully.

"Wu Yichen's strength is very strong now, and in order not to delay these seedlings, I returned to the United States." Zhou Leehom finally came to an end, took a breath and leaned back on the sofa.

"I'd love to meet your team." Frye said with some envy.

"Hehe, my brothers are all united!" Zhou Leehom clenched his fist and slammed his chest.

"They may be working hard now, and I have to work harder, I don't know how long I can use this old bone!" Zhou Leehom said with a smile, "In the spring of March, my goal is to reach the top of the country." ”

Frye laughed, clapped his hands and said, "Starting tomorrow, I think you should meet that old fellow at Contney, you won't imagine what the hell he has become now." ”

Zhou Leehom remembered Contney's face, and smiled: "He is a person with real skills." (To be continued.) )