Hongshan Gymnasium, the locker room of Beifu No. 1 Middle School.

The atmosphere was depressing, and Mei Qian lingered in front of the team.

At this time, there was only about an hour before the game, and their players didn't even warm up before the game, and even because of the events of the past few days, Mei Qian didn't even analyze Tianqi No. 6 thoroughly. Such a rushed game is really not good for the team.

But everyone knows that at this time, at the back of the team, Zhong Jinyun, who has been bowing his head and silent, is the key to the problem in this game.

Do you want him to play?

"Coach." Captain Li Yuan came over and reminded Mei Qian that the playing time was approaching.

Mei Qian set her eyes on the gloomy Zhong Jinyun, but she still didn't feel the slightest battle**.

Mei Qian took a long breath and said, "First starter, Wei Wei, Li Yuan, Bu Xiaotian, Mu Shangtian, Jing Ke." ”

Everyone was in an uproar and immediately understood the coach's arrangement.

Don't go up to Zhong Jinyun.

……

The Hongshan Gymnasium has already warmed up.

The long dragons on both sides flew out from the wings again, with a golden robe on one side, and the person led by him was the captain of Tianqi No. 6 Middle School, Xiao Wei. On the other side, Li Yuan led the team, followed by 10 people, and Zhong Jinyun was missing.

The crowd couldn't hold back and cheered for the team they supported.

At the same time, the list of appearances of the two teams was quickly swiped on the screen.

"Damn, that kid didn't get on."

Cao Xi, who was sitting in the stands, panicked, the camera he was holding almost fell to the ground, and the editor-in-chief Li next to him was also shocked and asked, "Cao Xi, what's wrong?" ”

"No, nothing."

Cao Xi wiped his sweat.

"This time, take a good picture of the student named Xiao Wei."

Editor-in-chief Li watched the game with Cao Xi for the second time, in fact, this is the second game he has watched since the semi-finals of the Wuhan League, fortunately when he arrived at the scene, he knew that there was a student named Xiao Wei on both sides of the game, which calmed the imbalance in his heart. Otherwise, he would have given up a lot of rest time to watch a painless game for high school students, and he was dissatisfied.

"Good, editor-in-chief."

Cao Xi responded. But he said bitterly in his heart, and finally returned to Hongshan Gymnasium to watch a game in Beifu, but he didn't even see the kid's face.

Commentary homing.

This time it is still Mao Li and Qi Gang, vitality and calmness.

When Mao Li finished reading the list in his hand, like all the Beifu students present, his heart was full of doubts and regrets.

The matchup that almost everyone paid attention to in the pre-game forum, 'Zhong Jinyun and Xiao Wei, who can justify the name of Wuhan scoring guard?' The death of the semifinals of the Wuhan League, the No. 24 jersey, breakthrough and shooting, and the smart style of play, there are too many intertwined and common points in them, but now there is only the king of that game, Xiao Wei.

And Xiao Wei glanced at the crowd in Beifu and already knew it.

Zhong Jinyun will not play this game again.

"Captain, Beifu has changed the starting point guard." Li Yueling reminded.

Xiao Wei glanced at it and found that the kid didn't have much impression.

He pointed at Jing Ke and said, "Has he ever played?" ”

"No, the first half of the first half of the fourth middle school against Jin Lan was Weis, and the back was replaced by Zhong Jinyun." Li Yueling said.

Xiao Wei pondered for a moment and said, looked at Mei Qian on the sidelines, and said to Li Yueling: "Pay attention to him, the coach of Beifu is bottomless." ”

Grandstand.

Xie Yingyi asked Xie Cangxing beside him: "Brother, could it be that Zhong Jinyun didn't go to Beifu because of the situation that happened to Xiao Wei last time?" ”

Xie Cangxing was also puzzled, he watched the game against Jin Lan No. 4 Middle School, Zhong Jinyun was in good shape, and he should not miss this game.

Is it a heart knot?

"What about Su Ying?"

When counting the number of people, Li Tiande found that Su Ying, who had been following them, was gone.

"yes, I didn't see her just now, I thought I went to the bathroom."

Li Weiping patted his head and said.

Suddenly, there was a 'beep', and the attention of the audience was once again focused on the field.

……

Be quiet.

Except for the ticking of the clock, there was no sound to be heard, and the locker room was out of place with the atmosphere outside the stadium, like a lonely island, and any more sound seemed noisy.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the hallway.

Soon, the door was pushed open.

Zhong Jinyun didn't look up, as if words couldn't penetrate his eardrums.

"Zhong Jinyun."

Su Ying's words spread, and her voice trembled slightly, as if word by word was squeezed out of her throat.

No eye to eye, no response.

With unkempt hair, a low head, two bloodless hands staggered between his legs, and dirty clothes on his body, Zhong Jinyun in front of Su Ying did not have a trace of fighting spirit, and he couldn't even feel a trace of his soul, just like a homeless man by the overpass, his eyes were imaginably empty.

"Are you okay?"

Su Ying only felt distress in her eyes.

(If a person hurts, if it hurts, he will cry, he will cry, but why are you so lonely and so sad in my eyes.) ）

The sound echoed in the empty locker room, and there was nowhere to hide.

Zhong Jinyun's shoulder touched slightly, but his body was still stiff.

Su Ying walked towards Zhong Jinyun, and with every step, she could feel him closer.

The soul that is full of confidence every time on the basketball court, the body that will not give up until the last second, but now it can't even shout a trace of sorrow, and not even a tear leaks out of his eyes.

What does that girl's death mean to you?

"Here's for you." Su Ying handed the thing she had been holding in her hand to Zhong Jinyun's eyes, "This is what the girl's mother asked me to hand over to you." You just walked too fast, and she didn't have time to give it. ”

The corners of his eyes blurred, and the title page was covered with delicate handwriting.

'Yang Yi didn't meet, Fu Lingyun and felt sorry for himself; The bell period is met, how to be ashamed of playing the flowing water'

……

Long.

Zhong Jinyun walked into his locker room.

Before Su Ying was completely surprised, Zhong Jinyun had already walked out.

The pure white jersey was already on his body, he pulled up his elbow pads fiercely, his head stared haughtily at everything in front of him, and his eyes showed a blood that he didn't have just now, but in Su Ying's eyes, the blood-colored pupils had never been seen before, which made her feel a sense of horror.

The man in front of him, without a smile or a word, left the locker room in an extremely abnormal way.

……

The game has entered the halftime break, and Beifu No. 1 Middle School temporarily lags behind Tianqi No. 6 Middle School with a six-point disadvantage.

The team's half-time performance made Mei Qian very satisfied, the new and the old alternate, the team that was still in the run-in stage, was able to bite the excellent Tianqi Sixth Middle School, which made Mei Qian very happy, and also gave her enough time to analyze the lineup and tactics of Tianqi Sixth Middle School thoroughly. In her opinion, in the second half, it was only a matter of time before she overtook the score in one fell swoop and won the game.

"Next, go to ......"

As soon as Mei Qian spoke, she was interrupted by a cold voice.

"Coach, please let me play."

Everyone was surprised, and when they turned around, they saw Zhong Jinyun standing beside them.

The atmosphere was extremely eerie, and there was an unfamiliar smell in the air.

But the No. 24 shirt was on the pitch at the whistle in the second half.

"Zhong Jinyun!"

The supporters of the northern province are jubilant.

"Brother, is he?"

Xie Yingyi's voice was very uneasy.

Xie Cangxing's eyes were also tightened, because in their eyes, in the eyes of the players present, in the eyes of Bu Xiaotian, in the eyes of Xiao Wei, the person standing on the field exuded an aura of fear that he had never seen before, and he was simply a dangerous stranger.