Basketball boy, starting to shine from the slam dunk

Until the evening self-study, the students in class 8 were still talking about the afternoon game with relish, not only them, but also students in other classes.

Of course, the focus of the discussion is Zhuang Yu.

Today Zhuang Yu can be said to be a blockbuster. He only played two quarters, but he scored 27 points. He beat Xiao Qingyang, led Class 8 to turn defeat into victory, and defeated Class 3.

It's a pity that Class 8 only won this game, with a record of 1 win and 3 losses in the group stage, which is far behind Class 3 and Class 11. It is impossible to qualify for the group stage.

"It's such a pity." Wu Xi said regretfully, "If Zhuang Yu had made the move earlier, we might not have lost the previous three games, and we would definitely have no problem qualifying for the group stage."

"Yes." Li Guangmao nodded.

Wu Xi, Li Guangmao, Wang Hongfei, and Zhao Yuanhao all surrounded Zhuang Yu.

After one game, Zhuang Yu shocked the onlookers, shocked the students of Class 8, and also conquered several teammates - of course, excluding Zhou Jun, Zheng Wei and Yu Xianyong.

Thinking of not being able to get the right to qualify for the group stage, the four of them felt very regretful, and at the same time were very curious, why did Zhuang Yu keep hiding his strength when he is so powerful?

"Actually, this is the first time I have played a game." Zhuang Yu explained: "I have always practiced alone, and I have never played a game."

Understood.

Several people suddenly realized that this was the case.

It is normal for a person who has never played a game to have scruples about participating in a game. Wait, what did Zhuang Yu say just now, he has always practiced alone?

Wu Xi reacted and widened his eyes.

Immediately, Zhao Yuanhao, Li Guangmao, and Wang Hongfei also realized that they all looked at Zhuang Yu as if they were looking at a monster.

"Don't look at me like that." Zhuang Yu touched his nose, and he knew how many people would react like this, just like Yang Mingxuan did back then.

"This is a genius!" Wu Xi sighed, and then he didn't know what to think of, and suddenly grinned, and said: "If Xiao Qingyang knows, the expression will be very exciting."

"I am very sure of that."

"If Xiao Qingyang knew that he had been trained since childhood, but the result was not as good as Zhuang Yu's self-taught, he would probably cry, haha..."

Several people were immediately happy.

After chatting for a few more words, they dispersed.

A girl came over, with a bit of shyness on her face, mustered up the courage to take out a bottle of drink, and said to Zhuang Yu, "This is for you."

Zhuang Yu was taken aback: "Why did you give it to me?"

The girl's eyes dodged, her pretty face flushed slightly, and she said falteringly: "It's just... I just think you're so handsome in the game, and you helped our class win the game."

The appearance of the other party made Zhuang Yu a little at a loss. He had no experience in dealing with such things, so he didn't know what to do for a while.

It was the fat man next to him who came out to relieve the embarrassment. He helped Zhuang Yu get the drink, and smiled on the fat face: "Thank you for the drink, Zhang Yuan, please go back to your seat, the teacher is coming soon."

Zhang Yuan glanced at Zhuang Yu resentfully, then turned and returned to her seat.

Pushing the drink in front of Zhuang Yu, Zhao Yuanhao joked, "You are lucky, Zhang Yuan is pretty, what do you think?"

"It's not good." Zhuang Yu rolled his eyes and said, "What is it all about. Also, why do you accept things from others?"

"Hey, didn't I collect it for you? I know you are thin-skinned and inexperienced. If you are a brother to help you, you still don't know a good heart."

"I have no idea about Zhang Yuan."

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"But people have thoughts about you."

"I..." Zhuang Yu was a little speechless, Zhang Yuan fell in love with him just because he played a game?

......

During the second self-study class, Teacher Liu came and praised Zhuang Yu in front of the whole class, and then told Zhuang Yu that he would never forget his promise and treat them to a seafood feast , but you have to wait until the weekend, so you can't delay your study.

Several people are naturally happy.

Only Yu Xianyong looked gloomy, and when Teacher Liu left, he muttered unhappily: "Isn't it just winning a game, and I'm almost boasting Zhuang Yu to the sky. And the seafood feast, let us give Zhuang Yu together." Celebrate, I'm not going."

"Keep your voice down." Zhou Jun shook his head helplessly, and persuaded him: "This game is over, and you and Zhuang Yu don't have much trouble, just let it go."

Zheng Wei next to him also said: "That's right, it's just a trivial matter. We are all classmates, so don't be so narrow-minded."

Am I being careful?

Yu Xianyong looked at Zhou Jun and Zheng Wei in astonishment, what the fuck, your attitudes have changed too quickly.

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......

The evening study is over.

Zhuang Yu came to the old court, took out the basketball, stroked the basketball with both hands, recalled the feeling of the game in the afternoon, and couldn't help smiling.

It turns out that playing games is so interesting.

It's his first game, it's a wonderful feeling for him, to hire the field, to score the ball under the opponent's defense, and the cheers from the audience, the cheers...for him It is novel and wonderful.

"It's a pity that we didn't get the right to qualify for the group stage. The freshman class competition is over for me." Zhuang Yu shook his head, raised the basketball with one hand, and flicked his wrist.

Swish!

The ball goes in.

......

In a blink of an eye, almost an hour has passed.

Zhuang Yu stopped and glanced at the time: "Fuck, it's over, it's over, I accidentally forgot the time."

Usually he only trains for four to 10 minutes, but today I don't know if it was because he was too excited after the game, immersed in the training, and even forgot the time.

Immediately, Zhuang Yu guarded against the basketball, stepped into the car and left.

Under the street lights at night, the boy kicked his bicycle into the air, causing passers-by to look sideways and sigh, "It's better to be young."

When I got home, it was already ten twenty, Zhuang Yu just took out the key and opened the door. His mother, Li Huilan, was standing at the door with her hips crossed, her expression unkind.

Zhuang Yu felt bad: "Mom, why are you standing here?"

Li Huilan snorted with a straight face, "Why do you think I'm standing here? What time is it? You're only coming back now." As she spoke, she pinched Zhuang Yu's arm, and the painful Zhuang Yu gasped for air. He resorted to his trump card: "Mom, I'm hungry."

Sure enough, when she heard that her son was hungry, Li Huilan stopped pinching him. She took Zhuang Yu's schoolbag and said, "Go take a shower first, let's go to physical education class, I'm covered in sweat." Reheat cold dishes.

Zhuang Yu hurriedly grabbed the plate and said, "Mom, don't be so busy, I will heat the dishes myself, so go to bed quickly, you have to get up early to open the shop tomorrow."

Seeing her son being so sensible, Li Huilan's last bit of anger disappeared.

After eating supper and taking a shower, Zhuang Yu lay on the bed, remembering what Fatty said before, the school basketball team coach will also pay attention to the freshman class competition, and will select new players from the freshmen class competitions that performed well, and supplement basketball team.

Can I make it to the basketball team?Wouldn't it be enough to just play one game... I fell asleep in a daze.

[Author's digression]: The update has not been completed, I will continue to code and try to make it up tomorrow.