"Bang, bang, bang!"

This voice kept coming into Yang Fan's ears, and Yang Fan couldn't tell whether it was the sound of dribbling or his own heartbeat, and he didn't have time to tell at this time. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Yang Fan glanced at the referee, the referee was constantly looking at the watch, Yang Fan knew in his heart that this was the last attack, 53 to 54, and now it was still one point behind, if it was scored, it would be won, if it couldn't be scored...... Thinking of this, Yang Fan suddenly started, and the defenders in front of him didn't seem to expect him to choose to break through, or to say that he thought of it, but he really couldn't keep up, so he could only watch Yang Fan rush to the basket. "Closer to the basket, a little closer......" The three players on the other side saw that Yang Fan wanted to go to the basket, and immediately gave up their respective defensive objects, and at the same time squeezed to the inside, trying to stop Yang Fan from moving forward. This is a bet, they are betting that Yang Fan will not pass the ball, but they bet right, Yang Fan found that the inside line was crowded, he did not choose to pass, but chose to jump, he wanted to pass the defender and throw the ball into the basket. The three defenders also jumped up, although the opponent was not high, and the bounce power was not outstanding, but the human wall composed of three people still gave Yang Fan a lot of pressure. "Throw the ball in" Yang Fan only had this one thought in his heart, but suddenly he found that something was wrong, his right hand was like an iron cast, and he couldn't bend it at all. "You have to throw it in!" Yang Fan roared, but the ball was still not moving in his hand, and the jumping foot looked like it was about to land, Yang Fan was in a hurry, and used the greatest strength of his body to wave his hand violently.

"Oops!" Yang Fan sat up suddenly, the hand he had just waved out did not throw the ball out, but hit the wall, looked around, the desk, the electric fan, and the chair, Yang Fan realized that it was a dream.

It's a pity that it wasn't a dream after all, Yang Fan was lying on the bed and recalled that game, and his heart was full of unwillingness. It was already dawn outside, and after so much tossing just now, Yang Fan was no longer sleepy, he turned over and decided to get up. My mother was cooking breakfast, and when she saw Yang Fan getting up, she asked in surprise, "Why did you get up so early today?" Yang Fan took off his jersey from the balcony, "I made an appointment with my classmates today and will go to school to play in the morning." Yang Fan quickly sat down at the table and couldn't wait to take a sip of porridge: "Oops! Scald! Scald! My mother reproached in distress: "Are you in such a hurry?" Just cooked! "Forget Mom, I won't eat it, otherwise it will be too late" Without waiting for his mother to respond, Yang Fan hurriedly pushed the bicycle in his pocket and went out of the house.

Yang Fan felt very relaxed today, because he had just released the results of this year's college entrance examination yesterday evening. Yang Fan does not have a landline at home, and the results were checked by his aunt, and yesterday afternoon, Yang Fan's family gathered around the mobile phone of Yang Fan's father Yang Fan. At six o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Fan's mobile phone rang, and Yang Fan was lying on the sofa next to him, not daring to come out, and then watched his father holding a pen and writing down the score on the paper with an expressionless face. Looking at his father's face, he suddenly felt that this time was over, but if you think about it carefully, you will be very careful about the answers after the exam, and the score is still underestimated, even if the score is still very high, it shouldn't be. "Then thank you, aunt" After answering the phone for so long, Yang Yiban finally said a word, and then hung up the phone and looked at Yang Fan with a smile: "It's a line!" Yang Fan almost jumped up, what a great news: "Damn, I finally ****** free!" ”

The original 20-kilometer journey, Yang Fan only rode for 35 minutes to arrive, which is also a habit of Yang Fan's own, he is used to exercising himself wherever he can, dribbling when he can, and trying his best to exercise his endurance and strength when he can't, cycling is of course a good choice.

The destination is, of course, Lin'an No. 1 Middle School, less than a month ago, Yang Fan was still immersed in the test papers, still worried about the future. But now it seemed that everything was not a problem, and he suddenly felt that for the first time he had an indescribable intimacy with this school.

Yang Fan actually didn't make an appointment with his classmates, he just graduated from high school, he didn't even have a mobile phone, and he didn't know the landline number of his classmates' homes, he just wanted to play on the school's basketball court, but he just felt that maybe he could meet his classmates here.

Holding the ball, Yang Fan walked into the school, and he didn't know why, he suddenly thought that if God could let him meet her today, he would definitely confess to her once. But when he turned his face and thought about it, Yang Fan felt that he was very naïve, and he was already on vacation, how could there be such a coincidence?

But there is such a coincidence in the world, when he was about to enter the teaching building through a corridor, he suddenly saw a girl in a white dress in front of him. It's her! She is still so beautiful, like a white lotus blooming in summer, just looking at it from a distance is enough to amaze people, and it is enough to suffocate people. Yang Fan's heartbeat unconsciously accelerated, and he secretly said in his heart: "No! Getting closer and closer to her, Yang Fan's brain was also running rapidly: "How should I speak?" Ask her how she got into the exam and which university she applied for? And then, what to do then, I don't know! At the same time that Yang Fan's brain was working rapidly, Yang Fan's legs were also working actively, and it didn't take long for him to be only one meter away from her. Yang Fan felt that the girl was looking at him, he could feel his gaze, soft and curious, Yang Fan felt that he should turn his head, even if it was just to look at her, and then smile, but the muscles in his neck didn't seem to be exercised normally, no matter how Yang Fan's brain gave orders, it just didn't have the strength to turn around. At this time, as if showing off to the neck, his legs seemed to be showing off, and he walked forward quickly, without the tiredness of a long ride. Yang Fan even began to regret it, regretting that he had trained his legs so powerfully. Rubbing shoulders means missing out.

The girl who was missed was named Yu Wenting, and she was recognized as the school flower of the whole school.

Yang Fan, who entered the teaching building, felt very embarrassed, he felt that this day was a gift from God, he was admitted to the university, and he got such a good opportunity. It's just that I grasped one of them, but I lost the second.

After passing through the school building, there was the school's basketball court in front of it, which was deserted and empty. Yang Fan didn't mind this, he put down his schoolbag, picked up the racket, and began to think about what he wanted to train today. Whenever he got the ball, Yang Fan was like a different person, and he only had basketball in his head. There were no teammates today, so Yang Fan practiced dribbling and shooting, dribbling from this side of the court to near the three-point line of the other half, then shooting, and then going to take the ball and dribble to this side of the court and continue to shoot. In order to make the training less boring, Yang Fan imagined that there were a lot of people on the court, he kept turning around, changing hands to get past them, and constantly adjusting the angle and speed of his shots when shooting, and even made fake moves with care.

Time seemed to pass quickly, and when Yang Fan realized that the heat was unbearable, he stopped to rest. Sitting next to the court drinking water, he suddenly realized that he might rarely have the opportunity to practice on this court in the future, but he was not sad at all. If tomorrow is bright, who will miss the past? In two months, Yang Fan will become a college student, and he wants to take advantage of this vacation to improve himself, hoping to make a name for himself in college!