Basketball boy, starting to shine from the slam dunk

This is a multi-functional venue, not only has a basketball court, a training ground, but also supporting facilities such as player locker rooms.

The locker room is not allowed to enter, only allowed to visit in the main stadium.

Entering the competition venue, what you see is rows of chairs, and a beautiful basketball court in the middle, with wooden floors, professional basketball hoops, tempered glass backboards are also spotless, clean and bright, and there is a large-screen TV in the middle.

"How about it, isn't it beautiful?" Yang Mingxuan said.

"Hmm." Zhuang Yu's eyes lit up, "This is the most beautiful basketball stadium I've ever seen. It must be a great feeling to play here."

Although this arena is not comparable to the NBA arena on TV, it is luxurious enough for Zhuang Yu who has never even played a game.

Stepping on the floor, there is a feeling like being in the clouds. He has never tried to play in such a beautiful arena.

"Haha, then try." Yang Mingxuan said with a smile.

"Is it possible?" Zhuang Yu was looking forward to it.

Actually it is possible.

It is not only used by the cba team for games, but also rented out when there is no game, but the fee is relatively high.

The two walked onto the court and had a great time.

"Come on, one-on-one."

"Come on."

"This time you lose."

"Hmph, that's not necessarily true. I remember that you were the one who lost last time."

"Last time, I released the water, and I didn't use my full strength."

"To tell you the truth, I didn't try my best..."

The second uncle sat on the side, looking at the two cheerfully. He was very optimistic about his nephew. He had shown outstanding basketball talent since he was a child, and his mind was more mature than his peers. Famous talent player.

The future is limitless.

Seeing his nephew and Zhuang Yu playing heads-up, and Zhuang Yu didn't lose at all, the second uncle was a little surprised that this little guy named Zhuang Yu was so powerful.

"No wonder Mingxuan values ​​him so much and wants to bring him along."

......

Two hours later, the second uncle reminded the two that it was almost time.

Although you can come in to visit and even play, there is a time limit, only two hours, and you have to leave when the time comes.

Zhuang Yu was still a little unfulfilled, and felt that time passed so fast, it seemed that he had only played for a while, why it was only two hours.

While packing up his things, Yang Mingxuan suddenly asked, "Zhuang Yu, do you have a dream?"

"Dream?" Zhuang Yu was taken aback.

There was light in Yang Mingxuan's eyes, and he said: "My dream is to win the national high school basketball league championship, and then work hard step by step to become a professional player. If I can become a cba player, I can play in such an arena. Under the watchful eyes of countless spectators, we will compete against the masters of CBA."

Is this his dream?

Become a professional player and play cba.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Yu couldn't help but said: "I haven't watched the CBA game, and I must come to watch it live if I have the opportunity. But I have watched a lot of NBA game videos, and my favorite is Kobe of the Lakers. Going up against a player like Kobe, it's going to be great."

NBA?

Yang Mingxuan was stunned, dumbfounded, you really dare to think, I said that my dream is to play in the cba, and you thought of the nba.

Why, you still want to play in the NBA?

That is the sacred place in the hearts of basketball players. There is no one who loves basketball and wants to become a professional player who does not look forward to and yearn for the NBA.

It's a pity that those who can land in the NBA are rare after all.

......

Zhuang Yu was still in a trance until he left the arena.

This trip to the cba arena brought him a great shock.

It was already afternoon when we returned to Jiangning City, the second uncle invited Zhuang Yu and Yang Mingxuan to eat KFC, and then sent Zhuang Yu to the gate of No. [-] Middle School.

Yang Mingxuan got out of the car and bid farewell to Zhuang Yu. He patted Zhuang Yu's shoulder and said, "Don't waste your talent. Basketball is a five-person sport and a team sport. Don't play alone in the future, go to the National High School League. That's your stage."

"There are many masters there, masters stronger than me."

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"I believe that you will be able to shine in the high school league. I will wait for you in the national competition. When that time comes, I will go all out and compete with you on the field."

Hearing these words, Zhuang Yu's heart was shaken. He instinctively wanted to refuse, but he couldn't come out of his mouth.

In the end, he hummed in a strange way.

"Let's go." Yang Mingxuan turned around with a smile, "See you in the National Competition."

"Goodbye." Zhuang Yu waved goodbye.

I don't know if this "goodbye" is a national competition or a farewell.

Until the car disappeared, he was still standing there, with many inexplicable emotions in his heart, like a flood that suddenly opened the gate, just like that.

……

Senior one (8) class.

As soon as he entered the classroom, Zhuang Yu felt that the atmosphere was not right, and couldn't help asking Zhao Yuanhao: "Fatty, what's going on, the atmosphere is not right."

Zhao Yuanhao smiled wryly and said: "Just now the head teacher came, let us fight hard tomorrow, and let everyone go to cheer for us. We want to fight hard, but tomorrow's opponent is class 3, I heard that class 30 has something to say Yes, at least [-] points to beat us."

Zhuang Yu was taken aback, is tomorrow going to be against Class 3?

The last game of the group stage.

"What do you mean by old class, is it possible that you are still expected to win class 3?" Zhuang Yu asked.

It's not that he looks down on his own class, but that he has watched Class 3's games from afar, which is much better than Class 8's.

"Of course not." The fat man said, "It's just to let us lose a little less. It's better to lose by more than ten points. Anyway, if we can't really let the opponent win by 30 points, it will be a big embarrassment."

Zhuang Yu thought about it, and felt that the other party’s claim of winning 30 points was really not bragging. After all, for Class 8, Xiao Qingyang from Class 3 was invincible, and besides Xiao Qingyang, everyone else in Class 3 was no weaker than Zhou Jun and Zheng Wei. , and even stronger.

Xiao Qingyang, plus a few other players from class 3, against the "half level" gang in class 8, it is really possible to win by 30 points.

At this time, Zhuang Yu suddenly remembered the words Yang Mingxuan said before leaving, and his heart throbbed, but he didn't say much.

......

On the other side, Class 9, Senior Two.

Zhou Xiaoyu saw that An Xin was revisiting the freshman class competition schedule again, and was still writing and drawing on it, and asked curiously: "Are you still watching? That person hasn't been found yet?"

"Yeah." An Xin said depressedly, "After a few days, the group stage is almost over, and each class has played at least three games. Normally, if he is a freshman in high school, he shouldn't not participate, even if he doesn't, At least you want to watch the game? But I didn’t see any shadow.”

It's weird.

Although she only saw a figure from the back, An Xin was very impressed. She believed that if she saw it again, she would definitely recognize it.

But after a few days, nothing was found.

Zhou Xiaoyu thought for a while and analyzed: "Could it be that he is not a freshman in high school, or not from our school?"