It seemed that it was a good idea to hold a student event in the gymnasium, and Xiaowen looked at the crowd in the venue with joy, boasting about her vision.

The networking event was soon over, and all that was left was to clean up the grounds, and a group of student council members took care of everything. In order to fight for the opportunity to perform in front of the school leaders, Xiaowen copied her slender sales and desperately cleaned the basketball hall. After an hour of hard work, the gymnasium was restored to its original appearance.

"Xiaowen, let's go first, you remember to turn off the lights." After Li Zhan finished speaking, he walked to the door, where there was his girlfriend who had been waiting for him for a long time. Xiaowen made a reassuring gesture, then turned to look at the basketball court that had become dead silent. On the roof of the field, white light spilled straight into the center of the stadium, like a door to another world, and everything behind it was unknown. Xiaowen hummed Lu Guangzhong's song and strolled to the electronic control room in the corner, ready to turn off the lights and leave.

As soon as her right hand touched the doorknob, Xiaowen suddenly froze in place.

"Did you read it wrong? How could there be a person in the middle of the court? Xiaowen thought in her heart, and then plucked up the courage to turn around. The reverberation of the basketball hitting the ground vibrated Xiaowen's heart, and every stroke seemed to make people stop breathing. The boy in the tracksuit with his back to Xiaowen kept manipulating the only voice here.

"Classmate, it's going to close soon, let's practice again tomorrow." Xiaowen had heard that some physical education students often slipped into the gymnasium at night to practice, and she may have just happened to run into it.

The boy ignored her, clapped the basketball in his hand and walked to the opposite rebound, stopped at the free throw line, and gracefully threw the ball into the basket.

"Did you hear that?" Xiaowen turned from panic to annoyance, but she still didn't have the courage to walk towards the boy. The boy's pitching is really accurate, more than 20 in a row are perfect shooting baskets, and then, the basketball will row a beautiful line back to the boy's hands, without hesitation, shoot again, hit again, and repeat. Fifty, one hundred...... Xiaowen later lost count of how many boys had thrown, but every action, the line of the basketball, and even the sound of the ball hitting the rebound were the same. Xiaowen was scared, she knew that even the best basketball player in the world couldn't sit down like this. But what she didn't notice was that the white light in the center of the pitch was getting darker and darker.

After the ball entered the basket again, he ran towards the boy with the same line, but this time the boy did not catch the ball, and the basketball walked towards Xiaowen with a jumping step.

catched, Xiaowen was different about why she wanted to take the ball in her hand, but it was too late. When she got started, Xiaowen realized that it was not a basketball at all, but a boy's head.

"Please give me the ball back." In front of him, the boy said coldly, Xiaowen held the head and slowly moved her eyes to the boy's shoulder, he couldn't see anything on his neck, his head was ...... By the way, isn't his head in his own hands?

Looking down again, the head roared with bursting eyes, "Give me back the ball!! ”

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Chapter 11 The ghost does not go away

Because the school's basketball team is about to participate in the summer league, Deng Yuhao and Li Tao resumed training, and classes were put down every night. Dumping Liang is still a daily chatter, and he doesn't forget to blow a few words with everyone even in confrontation training, but the technique is really excellent, and it is difficult for the opponent to stop him from controlling the ball.

Coach Chen likes Li Tao very much, because he shoots very accurately, which makes Da Dun'er very unhappy, and often says, "Hey, Ye is the only one here who can dunk." Coach Chen will follow Jordan's example and say, "No team wins a game by slam dunk." Li Tao was later spoiled by Coach Chen, and even Deng Yuhao thought it was funny, it was simply an illegitimate child.

"Li Tao, practice hard, according to your pitching skills, you may be able to enter the national team in the future." When Coach Chen said this, there was an inexplicable emotion in his eyes, Li Tao felt at that moment that it was not the first time that Coach Chen said this, but how many people have been taught? What's so strange about that?

At the end of a day's training, Dewey suddenly called everyone together in the locker room and said, "I recently learned a secret related to you." Dewey's eyes fell on Li Tao.

"Oh, what do you know my secrets? Let's hear it. Li Tao glanced at Deng Yuhao.

"Actually, I don't understand why Coach Chen loves you so much, who of us is not skilled." Everyone nodded in agreement. "That's right, I only found out about Coach Chen when I was having dinner with a few teachers." Dewey's expression became even more mysterious.

"It is said that Coach Chen used to be the head coach of the provincial youth basketball team, and at that time, he had a fierce general......

"You're a fucking storyteller, vernacular." Da Dun'er slapped him.

Dewey's emotions were not disturbed, and continued: "This fierce brother, I heard that once during practice, he made 124 consecutive shots at the free throw line, my mother, what kind of concept is this, and he usually shoots ridiculously accurately, and the average shooting rate per game is maintained at more than 70 percent. ”

"Is it true, and neither can King Nuo Tian." Deng Yuhao said.

"I also heard from them, but at that time, Coach Chen praised that kid like something, and said that he would support him to enter the national team."

Li Tao's heart suddenly shook.

"After Coach Chen's efforts, the national team's bosses finally came to four people, watching the game of Brother Meng, that time, for Coach Chen and Brother Meng, but it is a matter of life and death, so, Brother Mengjiang is not ambiguous at all, he scored more than 30 points in the first half alone, and the coaches of those national teams drooled out, but in the second half, Brother Mengjiang was like a different person, and he didn't play at all, and in the end he only took two or three points. It's not suitable to train with the national team yet. This can make Coach Chen angry, and he will criticize Brother Mengjiang, but what is even more unexpected is that Brother Mengjiang has never touched basketball again, and he can't even find anyone, after that, Coach Chen has been blaming himself, and took the initiative to retire from the position of head coach and came to our school as a teacher. ”

"No wonder Coach Chen has such a good temper, Li Tao, it seems that you have ignited his old man's fighting spirit." Qingliang said with a smile.

"I didn't want to be an athlete for the rest of my life, how tiring it is." Li Tao said.

Deng Yuhao patted Li Tao on the shoulder and said, "If you want to be a Taoist priest, I think it's better to be a coach with others, bastard." ”

There was a commotion in the locker room. Coach Chen quietly walked away from the door, the shadow of the street lamp obscuring his eyes, and he couldn't see the level of anger.