A middle school teenager continued to bow down and dribble towards Liu Weidong, and it was also a step away that he began to start. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, the ball was in the left hand, and suddenly the body leaned to the right hand, and the left hand took the ball to the right side to draw an arc, pulling the body back. Liu Weidong didn't pay attention, and then moved a step to the left (pay attention, the right hand side of the attacking player here is the left hand side of the defender), a middle school teenager saw the opportunity, quickly broke through to the left, and directly opened a body distance with Liu Weidong, the basket was close in front of him, and a middle school boy jumped with his left foot, trying to make a backhand layup.

"I won't let you get away with it!" Liu Weidong caught up in such a short period of time, jumped quickly, waved his right hand, and went straight to the ball in the hand of the young man in No. 1 Middle School.

However, just when he thought he was going to succeed, the right hand of the first middle school boy disappeared along with the ball, and when he looked again, the ball had been thrown out of his left hand.

Change hands in the air and hit the basket to the basket! Difficult moves!

Zhang Fan was already squatting on the ground with his head in his hands!

There was an exclamation from the scene!

Wu Yichen's eyes widened, and he muttered incredulously: "This ,,, this inandout made by ,,, left hand, the skillfulness of this dribble, my God, this amazing waist and abdomen strength, pull the rod against the sky!" unbelievable。。 ”

Liu Weidong stood there stupidly, stupidly looking at the basketball that rolled from the basket to the ground.

Undoubtedly, his confidence was hit, he had only seen this kind of lever on TV for sixteen years from his birth to now, and now, what was on TV appeared in front of his eyes, how could he not be shocked! It was a huge blow to him, and the shock to the onlookers was intense.

In the first game, this mysterious No. 1 middle school teenager 5:0, that's right, he shaved Liu Weidong hard, and Liu Weidong, the main force of the experimental school team, had a bald head! Not a single hair left!

Wu Yichen's heart was trembling, an opponent and a target that I thought about day and night finally appeared, who is he!

Liu Weidong now feels that losing is no longer a shame, but a very normal thing. Liu Weidong wants to know who he is, why is he about the same age as himself, but his football skills are so superior? He wanted to ask, but he didn't feel like he was qualified. He had no choice but to remain silent.

A middle school boy looked at Liu Weidong, who was stunned, and then looked at the sun that was about to set, and said: "You are already very strong, but you have lost confidence, and it is not interesting to fight like this." It's just that your ball quotient is too low. ”

"What do you mean!" Liu Weidong is annoyed and ashamed, what does it mean to scold people when he loses?

"Don't get me wrong, I mean, you don't know how to take advantage of your height and arm length when you're going head-to-head with me, isn't that stupid? Hey! The first middle school boy laughed, "Let's go all for our heads-up, if we continue to fight, I will win, it's not early, and I have to go home." ”

With that, pick up the ball and leave.

Zhang Fan is still trying to recall the few goals scored by a middle school teenager, idol! An absolute idol!

But suddenly there was one less person next to him, Wu Yichen.

"Stop." There was a shout behind him.

A middle school boy looked back and saw Wu Yichen looking at him firmly. The two of them were at the school gate, looking at each other.

"Who are you, is there something wrong?" A middle school teenager asked tepidly.

"What's your name!" Wu Yichen's eyes became more and more determined.

"Why am I telling you?" A middle school teenager sneered.

"We'll meet again one day! Hey! ”

"Oh? Why are you so sure we'll meet? ”

"Intuition!"

"It's the selection of Shaoguan City, Guangdong Division of the Chinese High School Basketball League!"

"Looks like you're clear!"

"Hahaha" The first middle school teenager suddenly laughed, "I won't stay here in high school!" I have been invited to Changsha Mingde, Hunan Province! It seems that you want to see me, it's impossible! ”

"Even if everyone in the Guangdong Division is as fierce as a tiger, I will meet you, because of intuition!"

The young man of No. 1 Middle School frowned, and suddenly the corners of his mouth rose: "It's okay to tell you~ My name is Shi Haoxuan, 15 years old, the captain of the No. 1 Middle School team in the city!" If you have the ability, we'll see you in the national competition! Don't fool me! With that, he walked away.

Wu Yichen also showed a sly smile on his face.

"Hey! Wu Yichen! What are you doing? Zhang Fan's voice came from behind. Zhang Fan panted and ran up, "What did you say to him!" ”

"I gave him a war letter! Ha ha. ”

A month later.

Since giving Shi Haoxuan a war letter, Wu Yichen's progress has been rapid in the past month, and while he has not fallen behind in learning, his skills have also improved rapidly and steadily in the polishing day and night. For example, the left hand, which was not pure for dribbling, was basically practiced to the same extent as his right hand, so that in the field game, there is often a freak who uses a left-handed jumper, which is unguardable.

Wu Yichen's birthday is in March, so he is younger than his peers, and now he is only 14 years old and 9 months old, and he is in the prime of his youth This month, he has grown another centimeter, reaching a height of 177.

The early winter in the south can be said to be "bright and sunny in spring", with warm sunlight spreading across the earth, and at two o'clock in the afternoon on Saturday, Wu Yichen and Zhang Fan walked around the streets. The reason is that Wu Chenyi blew up a ball.

While looking for the sports store, they looked around, casually looking, and came across a flyer handing out leaflets blocking their way, and looked up.

That's right, just look up, a tall and strong middle-aged man just stood in front of them, handing over a flyer.

This person is 1.95 meters tall, and he can be said to be the tallest person in Qujiang District, where Wu Yichen and Zhang Fan are located, which really scared the two of them.

"Winter Basketball Camp, Age Requirements, 13 to 20 years old, Time, January 25 to February 5, Location, Qujiang District, Shaoguan City, xxxxxxxx, tuition fee 300, divided into novice camp, advanced camp and master camp, interested parties can call 134xxxxxxxx, Mr. Li. Please register at xxx with valid ID before the end of December. Zhang Fan finished reading, "I'll rub, when did we have such a strange thing in Qujiang District, and the basketball training camp came out?" ”

Wu Yichen listened very carefully, and after thinking for a moment, he frowned, and put his hands on Zhang Fan's shoulders: "Zhang Fan, are we brothers?" ”

Zhang Fan's face was black: "If you have a request, just say it!" ”

"Okay, then I'll get straight to the point! Can you lend me a hundred dollars, I still have two hundred pocket money of my own, I want to participate in this basketball camp! ”

"Huh? Why do you want me to borrow it, your parents don't agree with you to go? Anyway, you never seem to have mentioned anything about your family. ”

Wu Yichen's face darkened and became silent, Zhang Fan realized that he might have said the wrong thing, although he didn't understand what was going on, he immediately said: "Of course we are brothers, so you need help, of course I want to help!" Don't say a hundred, I'll give you two hundred! ”

Wu Yichen was overjoyed: "Really? ”