"Zhong Jinyun has returned."

Yuan Qi, who was still in the training hall, received Qin Feng's message for the first time, his mobile phone was a little twitching, and without that light, the entire stadium would even be much darker, and he couldn't even lift his spirits.

You're finally back.

The day before the visit to the Imperial Capital.

Attaboy!

Yuan Qi smiled, cleared his throat, and told everyone to stop and rest, this time, everyone is also training hard, today is the last day, everyone knows what tomorrow means, especially those veterans in the second and third years of high school. The name of the imperial capital means too much, and all the friendly matches before this college league have not tasted defeat, especially in the quarterfinals last year, Xiao Wei led the Tianqi No. 6 Middle School game, which won by as many as 40 points, which also shocked the Wuhan college basketball world.

They're too strong!

Everyone has a very strong strength, the internal and external lines are quite tacit, and there are two Wuhan geniuses sitting in the formation, and there are too many reasons that cannot be said.

Seeing Yuan Qi talking about tomorrow's affairs in front of the team, Li Yuan and Wei Wei muttered off the field, in fact, they have been like this for a long time, and others have not taken care of them, because they don't have to think about the topics they are talking about.

"It's the last day, and the vice captain hasn't returned yet." Wei Wei whispered.

"Yes, Senior Qi Wei doesn't seem to have revealed the slightest rumor, so is the captain, and so is the team leader." Li Yuan said with a sigh.

"That kid doesn't seem to be here to train either. I really don't know what's going on. Wei Wei continued.

"Tomorrow, it's hard." Li Yuan still sighed.

The camera returns to the front of the team.

“…… Tomorrow at four o'clock in the afternoon is the decisive battle with the Imperial Capital, I hope everyone has a good rest, come to the gymnasium tomorrow morning to warm up before the game, and here is it today. After Yuan Qi finished speaking, he motioned for everyone to disperse.

After a rush to disperse, only Bu Xiaotian and Yuan Qi, who were tidying up the venue, were left in the entire stadium.

Yuan Qi packed up his things and watched Bu Xiaotian still practice shooting and three-pointers there, in fact, Bu Xiaotian's training has always been like this these days, and he has to practice shooting after high-intensity training to consolidate his state.

Yuan Qi sighed: "These two guys are like this, captain, your vision is really unique." ”

After cleaning up, Yuan Qi paced towards Bu Xiaotian.

"It's time to go, get some rest early today and take care of your body." Yuan Qi said habitually, but Bu Xiaotian ignored it as usual and continued to shoot at his own point.

Running back and forth on the floor with his feet, the basketball kept shooting out of his hand, but Yuan Qi noticed that Bu Xiaotian's eyes were very blurry, and it was completely different from usual.

"What's wrong?" Asked tentatively.

As a result, only the sound of basketball and footsteps could be heard, and the pace of the sky was still speeding up.

Yuan Qi paused for a moment and suddenly realized.

"Is it because of Zhong Jinyun?"

Some people's names always have a special magic, as soon as they open their mouths, the wind stops.

Whistling Heaven stopped.

Nodding slightly, his hand not raised, as if waiting for an answer.

Of course, Yuan Qi understood.

"He's back." Unhurried, he wanted to say it in the calmest voice, but as soon as the word "come back" came to his mouth, even Yuan Qi was surprised, his heartbeat was unusually fast, and it was unusually fast.

Yes, at this time, you have to admit that some people's names are born with special magic.

The entire arena suddenly seemed unusually empty, and the sound of a heartbeat was heard, and slowly, from the void into reality.

A few seconds later, Bu Xiaotian resumed his training, and this time Yuan Qi walked to the gate with confidence, because he caught a glimpse of that unusually determined gaze, and it seemed that he didn't need to look at it, he knew that the heart had gone manic.

Just like the moment the door closed, he heard the long-lost split, heard the silent roar, heard the endless catharsis of his heart, and heard the voice of hope in Beifu.

……

The last night before the decisive battle is always a long drag.

Just like Zhong Jinyun at this moment, walking alone on the abandoned rooftop on the first floor of the high school, it was clear that the bell had already sounded downstairs, but he didn't want to get out of the darkness.

6 points,

7 points,

8 o'clock,

8:50,

9 o'clock.

The bell rang many times, and Zhong Jinyun stood there, sometimes taking out his mobile phone to check the time, sometimes pacing back and forth, and sometimes looking up at the starry sky.

It's rare for Wuhan to have a beautiful night sky for you to see, especially for a blind person like Zhong Jinyun, the starry sky is even more difficult to find.

Zhong Jinyun likes such a rooftop, abandoned but not too messy, but because of the "abandonment", few people will come here, occasionally there will be sporadic firelight burning in the corner of the staircase, don't think about it, it is a leisure moment stolen by classmates there, a smoke, a burst of clouds, and their hearts are relaxed.

Zhong Jinyun is in the innermost, in the safest and blackest place.

(No one knows what troubles young people and girls have, I don't know, you don't know, he doesn't know, just like at that time, you didn't know anything when you had troubles.) ）

When class was about to end, Zhong Jinyun's screen lit up.

A text message.

In a nutshell,

"Tomorrow, come on."

When he closed it, the corners of his mouth opened a happy smile, like a crescent moon in the sky, comfortable.

……

An underground stadium in Wuhan.

The cans were stacked wantonly, the lights were dim, and the air was mixed with a gloomy smell, but there was no wind but there was also a smell.

At first glance, it looks like a gathering place for homeless people.

But there was no noise at all, only half of the pitch, and some of the lights cast on the pitch were the same dim yellow, very similar to the color of the floor.

The man dressed in black paced slowly towards the court, which was surrounded by walls, closed and silent, but felt countless pairs of eyes penetrate his hoodie, and every almost silent footstep was magnified to a terrifying degree.

The man in black walked into the court, crossed the court again, and stopped where the lights could not be seen.

"Here we go again."

A disdainful voice, but with a rare elegance.

The man in black coughed a few times, trying to remind the people sitting underground to pay attention to him.

But before he could speak, he was forced to choke the words back into his stomach.

"You go back, I won't fight."

This time, it was a solemn refusal, and there was not the slightest hint of compromise in the tone.

With that, the man got up, left the place where the man in black was, and walked out the door, except for the sound of a can hitting the floor.

The lights are still dim, but the people have been replaced.

……

(The next chapter of the Great War is about to begin, and if you want to figure out what I want to say in the first eight chapters, take a closer look, because everyone here will be there later.) As for the time of the next chapter update, it should be on the weekend, and there have been a lot of classes recently, so I hope you understand. ）