Basketball boy, starting to shine from the slam dunk

An Xin shook her head.

It's possible that it's not the first year of high school. After all, there is no rule that the students of the second and third year of high school cannot have a cropped haircut. In fact, many students keep their haircuts for convenience.

But the students in the second and third grades of high school have been studying for at least one year.If there are experts among these people, she should not have heard of them.

As for other schools, that's unlikely.

It was past seven o'clock that day, and students from other schools would not appear in No. [-] Middle School.And An Xin saw that he was clearly running towards the teaching building, so he must be a student of No. [-] Middle School.

This is also what makes An Xin depressed. She is convinced that the other party is a student of No. [-] Middle School, and most likely a freshman of high school, but after a few days of observation, she finds nothing.

Could it be that this person has evaporated from the world?

Zhou Xiaoyu asked: "Then should we continue to look for it?"

"Look for it." An Xin gritted her teeth lightly, "I don't believe it yet, even if I dig three feet into the ground, I will find him."

Not only because she was shocked by that dunk, she was curious about that person, she must find that person, but also for the basketball team of No. [-] Middle School.

The performance of the No. [-] middle school basketball team in the past two years is really not very good. Although it is not a big fish, it is only a middle-lower team.

As the leader of the basketball team, An Xin also watched anxiously.

This year in the first grade of senior high school, several good seedlings have emerged, among which Xiao Qingyang's talent is the most outstanding.

Just one Xiao Qingyang is not enough.

If the guy who smashed the rebound is added, An Xin believes that this year's No. [-] Middle School basketball team will rise and become a strong team.

......

In a blink of an eye, the evening self-study is over.

Zhuang Yu left school and came to the old stadium.

Putting the bicycle away and taking out the basketball, Zhuang Yu jumped up lightly, with a flick of his wrist, but today he missed the shot, which is usually a surefire shot.

boom.

The basketball bounced out of the frame.

"call......"

Zhuang Yu adjusted his breathing and shot again, but he still couldn't hit it. He always felt that he couldn't calm down. There was something inexplicable in his heart, like a raging wave, which made his heart hard to calm down and a little irritable.

Yang Mingxuan's dream is to win the championship of the high school basketball league, and then work hard to become a professional player and play in the CBA league.

What is my dream?

For a while, Zhuang Yu's mind was a little confused.

On this day, he rarely gave up training, and when he returned home at night, lying on the bed, he couldn't fall asleep and suffered from insomnia.

It wasn't until it was almost dawn that he fell asleep in a daze.

As a result, I was called up by my mother after not sleeping for a while.

"It's almost eight o'clock, and I still don't get up for school." Li Huilan shouted angrily with her hips on her hips.

"Ah, it's so late." Zhuang Yu got up quickly, "It's over, it's over, I'm going to be late." He didn't care about anything else, washed up in a hurry, and shouted to his mother, "I won't eat anymore", picked up the book and ran, The bicycle pedaled on the road and flew up.

But still late.

It was inevitable to be reprimanded by the teacher, so Zhuang Yu had no choice but to bow his head and admit his mistake obediently.

When he got back to his seat, Zhao Yuanhao pointed at him and asked in surprise, "What did you do last night? You didn't sneak off to surf the Internet, right? Those dark circles..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhuang Yu interrupted angrily: "Shut up, you. I didn't go online, don't blame me, it's just insomnia."

Zhao Yuanhao looked curious: "Why, broke up in love?"

Miss you uncle.

I'm so in love, I'm not in love, I'm in love, what love is wrong?

Being speechless towards this fat man, Zhuang Yu simply stopped talking to him.

......

In the blink of an eye, it was afternoon.

The students of class 8 rushed to the basketball court one after another. Zhao Yuanhao and Zhou Jun also changed their jerseys, but they all looked a little depressed.

When I came to the basketball court, the people from Class 3 had already arrived.

"It's really early."

"This game...how to play."

Seeing the people in class 3, especially Xiao Qingyang, Zhao Yuanhao and the others felt a little depressed, they could only smile wryly, they couldn't beat it at all.

Of course, Teacher Liu, the head teacher, doesn't have high demands on them, just to lose a little less, but the problem is that they don't have much confidence and certainty in this regard.

"what."

Zhao Yuanhao glanced at the outside of the court, suddenly a little surprised: "Today the sun came out from the west, and this guy Zhuang Yu actually came."

Zhou Jun and Zheng Wei also saw Zhuang Yu, standing in the crowd with other students from Class 8. He was 1.8 meters tall, so it was easy to spot.

However, the reactions of several people were different.

"Hmph." Yu Xianyong snorted, and said with a curled lip, "We've played three games, and we haven't come to cheer for us in one game. Today, he came in a situation where we were bound to lose in class 3. This is a special run." Let's see how embarrassing we are, right?"

"What are you doing with this kind of person?"

"I'm angry with him, and he deserves it? As long as he's like that, he's not as good as that fat guy Zhao Yuanhao. Pooh!"

A few people were cursing, and they still remembered the day when Zhuang Yu scolded them in public and made them lose face in front of the teacher.

Zhao Yuanhao was very upset when he heard it. These people scolded him and Zhuang Yu together, and couldn't help but said: "Zhuang Yu didn't provoke you, did he? It's necessary to say that about him."

Several people looked at Zhao Yuanhao, curled their lips without cutting, what did they say?

Since the first game, in the next two games, Zhou Jun, Yu Xianyong, and Zheng Wei have not passed the ball to Fatty. They obviously deliberately excluded him. The reason for not passing the ball is that it is useless to pass to Fatty. Chance.

Teacher Liu also reprimanded them for this matter.

......

Zhuang Yu didn't hear what Zhou Jun said. He was observing the players in Class 3.

The strongest in Class 3 is naturally Xiao Qingyang, who wears the No. 15 jersey. He has been exposed to basketball since he was a child, and he is very talented. Far beyond others.

Even, some people have called him the "future star" of No. [-] Middle School's basketball team, even though he hasn't joined the basketball team yet.

"About 1.8 meters [-] in height, with excellent jumping and explosive power, and fast speed, his style of play is biased towards small forwards, he has shots, and his breakthrough is not bad."

After observing for a while, Zhuang Yu already had a judgment on Xiao Qingyang.

As for the others in Class 3, one is No. 5 Zhang Xu, and the other is No. 9 Feng Zikai. These two are also good.

Zhang Xu is 1.7 meters tall and thin, but he is fast and has good ball handling ability. He works as a defender.

Feng Zikai's height of 1.8 meters [-] is not as tall as Xiao Qingyang, but obviously he is used to playing inside, and his shooting is average, but he is skilled in the low post. With his height and low post skills, he is still very lethal inside.

Others are more average.

"Although the others are relatively average, only Xiao Qingyang, Zhang Xu, and Feng Zikai are enough to crush the other teams in the first year of high school."

Although Zhuang Yu didn't go to the sidelines to watch the game before, he watched it from a distance by lying on the railing of the ladder a few times, and he was not ignorant of the high school team.

At this moment, everyone looked in one direction.

"Senior An Xin is here."

"Senior An Xin."

I saw An Xin and Zhou Xiaoyu walking together. An Xin was still in a ponytail, simple and clean, without makeup. She wore a loose white T-shirt on her upper body, but she still couldn't hide her proud figure.The lower body is jeans, which wrap round and slender legs.

"As expected of a school belle."

Zhuang Yu also has to admit that this senior is very beautiful, very beautiful, with a slender figure, exquisite facial features, plus a height of just over 1.7 meters, and a gentle temperament, no matter in terms of figure or appearance, she is better than other girls Too much overhang.

An Xin looked at the field.

In fact, she had seen players from Class 3 and Class 8 before, but she scanned it again, and she was not surprised, as she still did not see that person.

"Sister."

From An Xin's point of view, Zhou Jun, Yu Xianyong, and Zheng Wei subconsciously straightened up, even Zhao Yuanhao was no exception.

Xiao Qingyang on the other side stared at An Xin without blinking.

It's a pity that he was disappointed again.

The expected four eyes met, but the tenderness did not appear. An Xin's eyes were very flat. She scanned the field, and a look of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

From the beginning to the end, her eyes did not stay on Xiao Qingyang.

"why?"

Xiao Qingyang was a little unwilling, "I have performed so well in these few games. I averaged 30 points per game in three games. Who else can compare with me in the first year of high school? Even the second and third year of high school are not as good as me. Why does the senior sister come every time? But it never stayed for me. Since it's not for me, why do you come every time?"

Of course, An Xin didn't notice it at all, and she didn't care about Xiao Qingyang's feelings. She was just a little disappointed that she still couldn't find that person.

Just when she was about to leave, she suddenly saw Zhuang Yu.