The lights dissipated from this, and Zhong Jinyun woke up again, surrounded by white scenes, white lights, white walls, white sheets and bedding.

"Uh."

Zhong Jinyun groaned, feeling that his lower body was paralyzed.

The surroundings were quiet and there was no one around.

He hadn't lost his memory, and the scene just now was still vivid, but he really couldn't understand why it happened.

In a moment of contemplation, the door was pushed open.

It was neither Zhong's father nor his brother who came in, nor Zhong's mother, but Lao Jin.

Zhong Jinyun guessed, obviously, this matter is still kept secret here in AND1, just like his identity as a runaway from home now.

"Jin Yun."

Lao Jin's tone towards Zhong Jinyun was always unique, unlike anyone else.

This person witnessed Zhong Jinyun's talent, hard work, success, assertiveness, self-righteousness, and finally left unadjustably.

But the concern never changes.

In front of Lao Jin,

Zhong Jinyun will always be a child,

Forever.

"Hmm." Zhong Jinyun responded softly, this age is not very old, but he has a different feeling from Father Zhong.

Zhong Jinyun has never known Lao Jin's age, from the appearance of the spy is that he is an uncle who is about 40 years old, but the appearance seems to be older, judging from his skills, he is even more flexible than the young man of 25 or 6 years old, but in terms of strength, he feels more fierce than a 30-year-old strong man, and from the tone of voice, he seems to be an old man who has reached the age of 60.

He couldn't understand Lao Jin, just like he did then, his past, his present, his future.

It feels like when he came, Lao Jin had been in AND1 for a long time, and when he left, Lao Jin was still in AND1, and when he came again, he was still there.

But there was one thing, he knew, always known.

OLD Jin,

is to value him,

More than anyone else.

"What do you think?" Lao Jin brought over a cup of hot tea and sat next to Zhong Jinyun.

"It's okay, I feel like I don't feel sensation in my lower body." Zhong Jinyun asked inquiringly, his own foot injury was known only to his family, and he himself didn't know how serious it was.

"It's okay, rest more. I've got someone to ask for leave from your school. The scholar pushed the door open and said.

"Is this all right?"

Zhong Jinyun was very surprised, didn't the school ask for leave for parents to go, even if he didn't go, he had to make a phone call to confirm.

"Don't forget the man called Thousand Faces." The scholar didn't care about helping Zhong Jinyun cut the fruit.

“。。”

Zhong Jinyun was completely speechless, what is the origin of this person called Thousand Faces.

"I guess you want to ask who Thousand Faces is?" The scholar was still cutting fruit, but his eyes had already glanced at Zhong Jinyun.

"You know again." Zhong Jinyun shook a particularly contemptuous look.

"He's been here." The scholar replied very calmly, completely ignoring all of Zhong Jinyun's expressions.

"What!" Zhong Jinyun almost spit on Lao Jin's body with the water he had just drunk, but fortunately he stopped it.

"While you're asleep." The scholar is still calm, completely opposite to Zhong Jinyun.

"I'll go."

This saliva finally sprayed on Lao Jin's face.

……

AND1 in the heart of the street.

Ah Ye stood in front of Lao Jin's desk, and Lao Jin still turned his back to look out the window, looking indifferent.

"Me. I.. Aye wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he turned into clouds of smoke and disappeared into the quiet office.

"Game of Death, you're disqualified." Lao Jin said unusually calmly, but it was obvious that Ah Ye could feel the anger gushing out of Lao Jin's throat, and the colorless anger surrounded him.

"Old Kim." Scar is on the side, and he wants to dissuade him.

"Scar, you know my temper and the rules of AND1." Lao Jin waved his hand, signaling Scar not to explain.

"But." Scar has nowhere to vent all his temper tantrums in front of Lao Jin.

"Brother, don't say it." Aye's voice was a little choked, a little helpless, and even a little surprised.

Who the hell is that person?

Why does Lao Jin attach so much importance to him?

Although there are countless questions, he will not know how shining Zhong Jinyun is in Lao Jin's eyes, and it is also in Scar's eyes, although those have turned into hatred.

When Scar and Aye had left, the scholar knocked on the door.

"You're here." Old Kim said, turning around.

"Old Kim." The scholar asked.

"Ask Qianmian to help me do something, and then Jin Yun's don't reveal it in advance." Lao Jin said.

……

Nanmo Basketball Club.

"What!"

Su Qi, who was sitting in the seat, was shocked.

"Is it true? Lao Qin? ”

Su Qi asked.

"Yes, Zhong Jinyun has left the team temporarily." Qin Feng's eyes were fixed on the window, and he said a little carelessly, but Su Qi could feel the incomparable helplessness from Qin Feng's breath.

"There is no room for redemption." Su Qi asked urgently.

"Basically, no, this time it was an order directly issued by Director Fang." Qin Feng still looked out the window, dark clouds were thick, as if rain passed in front of him in the next second and fell to the ground.

"Your next opponent is the Emperor's Capital, without him, your hope of winning is too small." Su Qi's tone was even more eager, looking at Qin Feng's expression that still didn't say anything, "You have to know what kind of strength Duan Yifei is!" ”

"Duan Yifei." Qin Feng suddenly turned his head and stared at Su Qi.

"What's wrong with you?" This time, Su Qi was taken aback again.

"How's the Whistling Heaven?" Qin Feng asked.

"3, 7 at most." Su Qi shook his head, Bu Xiaotian's creativity was not as good as Zhong Jinyun's, so it was difficult to make progress in the face of Duan Yifei, who had accurate prediction and judgment.

"Yes. How about I add a whistling sky? Qin Feng asked again.

"Don't be kidding, with the cooperation and internal line of the Imperial Capital, this kind of adventure is simply worth the loss." Su Qi's head shook even more.

"It seems that Zhong Jinyun is the key." Qin Feng turned his head and saw a raindrop hitting the leaves outside the window.

Su Qi didn't speak this time.

After all, the capital of the emperor is an opponent that no one wants to meet, with the strongest strength, the strongest players, and unknown secrets.

……

Iron cage stadium in the imperial capital.

Under the moonlight, the Imperial Capital players completed today's training.

"Phineas." A player wiped his sweat and walked towards Duan Yifei, who was still practicing shooting.

Duan Yifei didn't speak, and continued his shooting practice.

The man didn't have a good idea to say anything, so he had to stay aside and let the captain on the field finish training.

Brush!

Duan Yifei's shooting training is always carried out very fast, although people in Wuhan always think that Xiao Wei in Tianqi Six is the unparalleled "king of mid-shot", but no one dares to ignore Duan Yifei's existence, but he is also strong enough in other aspects, so he should feel that accurate shooting is also his essential skill.

As soon as Duan Yifei got off the field, the man stepped forward and asked, "Captain, our opponent in the next game is Beifu No. 1 Middle School." ”

Duan Yifei drank the water indifferently and said, "Which team is Beifu No. 1 Middle School?" ”

"It was the team led by Qin Feng who defeated Nanmo No. 2 Middle School this year." The man said cautiously.

Duan Yifei ignored him, drank the last water alone, closed the bottle, and directly threw the bottle into the trash can 7 meters away.

I only heard the jingle bell, and I heard Duan Yifei disdainful: "No matter who it is, the difference of 20 points is the minimum consumption." ”

……