"Old Kim." Zhong Jinyun pushed the door in.

Lao Jin turned his back to Zhong Jinyun and sat on the rotating seat, except for his head, Zhong Jinyun could see too little, and he saw the tea hookah on the coffee table and the sparks that had just been extinguished in the ashtray.

However, Zhong Jinyun's voice, even he himself would not feel such magic.

As soon as he finished speaking, the swivel chair turned.

Lao Jin crossed his hands and placed them on his chin, which was not the same as usual.

Zhong Jinyun looked at Lao Jin's gestured hand, and then found the nearest sofa and sat down.

"Jin Yun."

Ciyin spoke, with an irresistible tone.

"Yes."

Zhong Jinyun promised.

"I know all about you."

Lao Jin continued to play a confused boxing technique, so that Zhong Jinyun couldn't find the north.

"Hmm."

Zhong Jinyun didn't know Lao Jin's intentions for a while, except for the promise.

"Let me ask you a question."

Old Jin spread his hand and placed it on the table in front of him.

Zhong Jinyun was confused for a long time, and finally waited for the question, and escaped from this strange atmosphere.

"You ask."

After a pause for a few seconds, Lao Jin spoke,

"The game of the Imperial Capital, do you want to fight?"

The Imperial Capital!

Race!

Quarterfinals!

These words only existed in Lao Jin's mouth for a few seconds, but they set off a storm in Zhong Jinyun's heart.

It's reminding itself of the number of days away from home, the number of days away from the game.

yes, I don't remember it for so long.

Scales fall from one's eyes!

"Yes."

Zhong Jinyun is categorical,

"But ......"

Zhong Jinyun wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Lao Jin raising his hand.

"Jin Yun, I can let you go."

What!

Another storm, followed by a burst of the previous one, seamlessly connected, so that Zhong Jinyun didn't know whether to be excited or doubtful.

In an instant, he saw the classmates around him, the fourth class of friends, Zhang Yuqi, Liu Xiyun, Li Lang, Mu Shangtian, the captain, and Bu Xiaotian, who was waiting to compete with him.

They are certainly waiting for their return, for their number 24 shirt to be refreshed and put back on the line-up.

At this moment, Zhong Jinyun came back to his senses and lowered his head involuntarily.

Lao Jin is a leader in the field of streetball after all, how can he be involved with the college league, and how can he move the will of the school and the will of his family.

A touch of gray was reflected on Zhong Jinyun's sinking face, erasing all the joy just now, leaving no trace.

Yes, old Kim, how could you!

Lao Jin didn't speak, quietly reading all the changes in expression on Zhong Jinyun's face.

How could he not understand,

How could you not understand the meaning of Zhong Jinyun's expression,

How could you not understand the meaning of Zhong Jinyun bowing his head,

How could he not understand what Zhong Jinyun was thinking.

It's just that he's changed!

He became more and more determined.

It didn't look like before, he was a prodigal, self-righteous streetball player, at that moment, Lao Jin saw the light behind Zhong Jinyun, and he didn't have that kind of arrogance, but he was a kind of domineering self-confidence.

At this moment, Lao Jin suddenly felt that it was not right to do it, and how undesirable it would be if he forced this proud son of heaven to do something he didn't like, and it was completely contrary to his own dreams.

After a long time of silence, Old Jin opened his mouth.

The benevolent tone once again covered Zhong Jinyun's ears and his whole body.

"Son, pursue your dreams."

Lao Jin stroked Zhong Jinyun's shoulder with his hand, and slowly watched Zhong Jinyun's head rise.

Lao Jin looked at this child's eyes, as if he had penetrated his soul, but he was pierced in the depths of his soul, it was a dream, it was a pursuit!

"Jin Yun, go back to school, they need you."

Lightly buckling his shoulders, Lao Jin suddenly felt relieved, he was indeed the first person in AND1 to be relieved.

The moment Zhong Jinyun closed the door, Lao Jin actually laughed out loud.

"How naïve I wanted to force him with a death game."

……

AND1 Cloister.

Zhong Jinyun walked towards the side door with light steps, and the mobile phone message had just received from the scholar.

"I'll be waiting for you at the side door, back to school."

But before he could get out of the corridor, he was stopped by a familiar figure.

The scar on his arm was really shocking, and Zhong Jinyun would involuntarily fall backwards and bow his head every time he saw it, and this time too.

"You're leaving?"

Scar looked at the distance, but asked Zhong Jinyun who was nearby, his voice was very soft, but it had an accent, and he was heartbroken.

"Yes."

Zhong Jinyun replied quickly and wanted to retreat and leave.

When encountering this person, the only method Zhong Jinyun will choose is this, the most effective and direct method.

Scar also retreated, and the position where the card owner Zhong Jinyun moved forward.

At this moment, it seems that they are doing a no-ball card position, and everyone wants to get the most suitable position.

Scar continued to speak,

"Game of Death, you're not qualified."

And then walked away coldly.

Zhong Jinyun was silent for a moment, did not look back, and left the corridor.

……

"Scholar!"

Zhong Jinyun was really at the door of the side door, and at a glance saw the scholar leaning sideways in front of the door.

"Well, you're here."

The scholar looked at Zhong Jinyun and said.

"Scarred?"

The scholar asked directly.

"Yes. How do you know? Zhong Jinyun asked in confusion.

"Everyone can see it." The scholar explained.

"Decided to go back to school?"

"Yes, Lao Jin told me, although I don't know if I can return to the team, but the school must continue."

The scholar was a little surprised: "Hey, the kid has become smarter?" ”

"Hurt me less."

……

Zhong Jinyun left AND1 for a while.

Old Kim's office was pushed open.

"You're here." Lao Jin asked with some delight.

"Yes." The man was all black, his head was completely covered by a hoodie, and his face was not visible with his head down.

"What's the matter?" The old Jin detective asked, as if he wanted to know immediately whether the answer given by this person was what he wanted.

Sure enough, as soon as he opened his mouth, he was hit.

"Found Xiaoqing!"

"Good!"

Lao Jin buckled his desk, as if the haze of depression had been swept away.

……

Basketball Club of Beifu No. 1 Middle School.

Qin Feng turned his back to look out the window, and suddenly pushed the door.

"Squeak, squeak."

Qin Feng closed his eyes and asked softly, "Ah Yun, you're back." ”

The tone was calm until the man responded, "Yes, Captain, I'm back." ”