"That kid from Beifu No. 1 Middle School hasn't watched the game since he was replaced, I really don't know what he's thinking." A man in the stands commented with disdain on Zhong Jinyun's move to cover his head with a towel.

"I think it's the mentality that exploded, being beaten by Xiao Qi like that, everyone has to collapse." The man's friend responded, "But it's nothing, and losing to Xiao Qi is not a scandal." ”

"I see, this Beifu No. 1 Middle School must have lost, and the players don't look at their own games, what's the matter." Someone else complained.

"Damn, why is our Wuhan team like this. Lao Tzu finally came to watch a game. Someone scolded.

Yes, in the middle of the second quarter, there were more and more negative comments about Zhong Jinyun, especially the fans who had seen Zhong Jinyun's excellent performance before, and now they were angry and hated Zhong Jinyun's attitude towards the game.

However, who can know the pain in Zhong Jinyun's heart?

The pain of being completely crushed, the helplessness of being defeated continuously, the fear that Xiao Qi overrode his soul again and again, made him fall into deep doubts.

Why?

Why!

Zhong Jinyun repeatedly replayed the image of himself being crushed by Xiao Qi in his mind, again and again, each time it was more painful, and each time it was more immersive.

All the confidence that had been accumulated was lost.

"Zhong Jinyun!"

"Zhong Jinyun!"

Someone was shouting.

Then a hand brought the towel covering his face, and the light came into his eyes, so that Zhong Jinyun hurriedly covered his eyes with his hand.

"The coach has changed you, Brother Yun."

Jing Ke tugged at Zhong Jinyun's clothes.

"Don't play dead, it's your turn."

Liu Kui also said.

Zhong Jinyun was stunned for a moment, did not respond, stood up, and walked towards the coach.

Mei Qian looked at Zhong Jinyun, obviously resting for so long, but the sweat on his face became more and more. Is it all the sweat that comes naturally from stress?

Zhong Jinyun was speechless, Mei Qian patted him on the shoulder, and said calmly, "Come on." ”

Honk!

The referee blew the whistle, and Beifu chose to make a substitution.

Zhong Jinyun stood on the sidelines in a daze, waiting for Mu Shangtian to come and high-five him to complete the replacement.

"Fight well."

Mu Shangtian said to Zhong Jinyun with a smile.

As soon as Zhong Jinyun stepped on the court, the audience on the sidelines cheered inexplicably.

Zhong Jinyun turned his head sideways, the black and red jersey stood on the same line as him, Xiao Qi glanced at Zhong Jinyun indifferently, he didn't know how much emotion there was in his eyes, or maybe it was like looking at an ordinary loser, and he didn't even have pity.

Xiao Qi, who had not been on the second quarter, seemed to be waiting to be replaced like Zhong Jinyun.

At that moment, Xiao Qi was shouting a tsunami behind him, and everyone cheered for him to play again, while those behind Zhong Jinyun could only say the helpless encouragement of 'come on'.

……

Grandstand.

Zhong Feixuan and Ghost Blade were chatting about the game, when a female voice suddenly interjected into the conversation and said, "That kid, aren't you familiar?" ”

Zhong Feixuan tilted his head, and Yu Jia's indifferent expression reflected in his eyes.

"Why are you here?"

Zhong Feixuan asked.

Unexpectedly, Yu Jia didn't pay attention to Zhong Feixuan, but looked at the ghost blade beside him with his eyes intently, and then smiled: "Who should I be, it turns out to be the famous ghost blade." ”

But anyone with a discerning eye can hear what kind of disdain and contempt was in that laughter.

The ghost blade, who was used to seeing big scenes, was naturally not frightened by Yu Jia's momentum, he showed his gentlemanly smile and said, "Presumably, you are the remnant of and1, Yu Jia." ”

Yu Jia couldn't help but laugh when she heard the ghost blade exhale her title many years ago, "Yo, the ghost old man knows a lot. But his eyes remained the same, and he glanced at the ghost blade as if he was not looking.

"Haha, not much, not much, Feixuan, this kid often mentions you, a well-known heroine among women. If you talk too much, you will naturally remember it. Ghost Blade laughed.

"Really?"

After listening to this, Yu Jia glanced at Zhong Feixuan with interest, but what she got was an embarrassed look.

The atmosphere was silent, Zhong Feixuan naturally found out the topic and asked Yu Jia: "Which kid did you just say, I know?" ”

Yu Jia didn't get to the bottom of the question just now, pointed to the black and red No. 24 jersey, and said, "It's this kid." ”

"Xiao Qi?"

Zhong Feixuan asked in surprise.

Zhong Feixuan looked at Xiao Qi's appearance repeatedly, but he never remembered any traces of knowing him.

"That's stupid, I'll give you a comparison."

Yu Jia took out the phone and handed it to Zhong Feixuan.

In the mobile phone screen, there are two photos of the players, without the lower body and only the face. The one on the left has a small flat head, chubby, and looks so immature. And the one on the right is exactly what Xiao Qi looks like, with white hair, thin and capable, and his eyes reveal indifference.

At first glance, the two were not one person at all, but Zhong Feixuan looked at the facial features of these two people, and after a while, an answer that shocked him popped up in his mind, making him involuntarily tremble and say in a voice: "He is, he is"

"Xiao Chenfeng."

Yujia added.

Zhong Feixuan, who got the answer, looked sideways at the court, and in the midst of all the attention, Xiao Qi was controlling the ball and facing Zhong Jinyun.

……

"Huh."

Xiao Qi sneered, and the ball hit.

The rhythm changed extremely quickly, like a black shadow wrapped around Zhong Jinyun's feet, and when it moved, it changed the frequency to complete the assassination.

"What!"

The audience was stunned for a moment.

And Xiao Qi in his eyes was using a sudden change of direction, so that Zhong Jinyun, who was in chaos, knelt down unsteadily in front of Xiao Qi, looked at him, jumped up, and shot the ball.

The sound of the basketball passing through the net, accompanied by the last trace of pride in Zhong Jinyun's heart, fell into the abyss.

And Xiao Qi was extremely indifferent at this time, but in Zhong Jinyun's opinion, he said to him arrogantly,

"What do you have without Streetball? Fantasy? ”

Astound!

Zhong Jinyun looked up at Xiao Qi in surprise, the effect of the subconscious made Zhong Jinyun skim off his white hair, his facial features, and his indifferent eyes, this face was so familiar to him.

The face from three years ago was extremely clearly reflected in Zhong Jinyun's mind, and every stroke was stained with the smell of fear.

Immediately afterwards, Zhong Jinyun lowered his head like ashes, the head that has always been full of confidence, the head that has never admitted defeat.

"Huh."

Xiao Qi smiled, Xiao Qi, who had always been so cold that he had almost no facial expression, smiled again at this moment.

When he plunged the bayonet into Zhong Jinyun's heart, his heart was extremely happy.

Zhong Feixuan, who witnessed all this, also lost his mind.

In the basketball world, the word 'revenge' has always existed, but Xiao Qi's revenge this time revealed Zhong Jinyun's weakness and pain buried in the bottom of his heart, and it was so merciless.

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Author's note: During the May Day holiday, I suffered from a cold, and I have delayed it so far, forgive me. In addition, group number: 204871027, welcome new and old book friends to join together.