pinnacle of basketball

Chapter 57 Mu Chenfeng, let's fight!

"The rest is up to you."

Zhang Jianing's knees finally reached the point where he couldn't hold on, his body went limp, and he collapsed.

"Captain!" His teammates rushed forward and helped Zhang Jianing off the field.

The emperor, after all, left.

What remained on the court was the unwilling back, the free throw to tie the game, and the crazy performance of 60 points in three quarters.

60 points!The terrifying scoring data is 1 point more than the combined scores of Qiu Fei and Sun Jiawei.

Before the game was over, the news that Zhang Jianing scored 60 points spread on the Internet at an extremely terrifying speed.

"This should be the first 60 points in the high school league."

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful! Say important things three times!"

"Secondly, you owe Zhang Jianing a championship."

"Zhang Jianing, come to our school, we have many girls."

All kinds of comments started here, all of which were praise and admiration.

"This is too exaggerated." Su Mengyao refreshed the mobile phone page, the column of the same city was almost occupied by Zhang Jianing, his influence was completely beyond the scope of Su Mengyao's comprehension.

Afterwards, Su Mengyao skillfully forwarded one of the most popular messages.

Recipient: Mu Chenfeng.

The excitement outside the court is lively, but the game on the court will continue. Zhang Jianing's exit has caused the second team to lose its only core. So far, the team has become a mess, and the situation has plummeted even further. Although every player in the second team has done their best, the gap in strength cannot be made up.

100:77!The score is finalized.

After Zhang Jianing left the field, he only scored two points in the second field, breaking the lower limit of scoring in the final quarter. The only two points he got were still relying on free throws.

Zhang Jianing watched the attached high school win, and he also saw his teammates playing hard.

"Is winning or losing really that important when playing basketball?" Zhang Jianing asked himself in his heart. Along the way, three years have passed in a blink of an eye. He seems to always put the victory of the game first, and has never felt the happiness brought by playing basketball.

And his teammates obviously enjoyed the game, even if the difference between the two sides is constantly expanding.

"Do you want to play basketball?" A familiar figure flashed in front of him, standing in an empty court with a children's basketball in his hand.

"Father." Zhang Jianing narrowed his eyes, and after filtering out layers of halo, he could clearly see the appearance of that person.

"Xiao Ning, it will be your friend from now on." The man put the basketball on the ground, pushed it lightly, and the basketball rolled on the ground at high speed, drew a straight trail and stopped at Zhang Jianing's feet, "It's called a basketball."

"Basketball? Friend?" Xiao Jianing squatted down and picked up the ball with both small hands, and the basketball looked extraordinarily big in his arms.

"In the future, when Dad is away, it will accompany you." The voice gradually faded away, and the father's back also disappeared.

"Father." Little Jianing cried weakly, but no matter how hard he tried, he didn't get any response from his father.

That year, Xiao Jianing was 4 years old and had her first friend.

In the 14 years since then, he has never seen his father again, only basketball for company.

Playing basketball is the only thing that can make him happy. Only when he is playing, he will not think of his father, so he plays basketball every day for several hours.

"Father." Zhang Jianing was sitting on the bench, with the celebration scene in front of his eyes, and everyone was laughing, "Playing basketball is really fun."

Although losing the game is not reconciled, it is not a bad thing for Zhang Jianing. A loss made him regain his original intention, and this is a good deal.

"Zhang Jianing." This voice had not been heard for a long time.

"Captain!" Zhang Jianing was surprised, the old captain was standing next to him.

"I'm sorry." Zhang Jianing, who failed to fulfill his promise, was a little ashamed, and kept averting his eyes, wishing to hide his head.

"It's okay, it's already very good, not to mention that you have tried your best." The old captain comforted.

60 points, Zhang Jianing has done the best he can do as a player, but unfortunately 60 points are not enough to help him and the team win.

"." Zhang Jianing bowed his head and said nothing, he could have left with his head held high, but two years ago the old captain handed over the second diploma to himself, and now who can he hand over the team to.

After winning the game, the attached high school successfully entered the semi-finals. A score of 100 points seemed to be the perfect compliment for them, but their performance in this game could not reach the full score, and some players could not even reach the passing line.

Chen Mo seems to have become the weakest link in the attached middle school. If it weren't for the strong performance of his teammates, the victory would have been pocketed by Zhang Jianing long ago.

The inside line is likely to become a breakthrough for the opponent.

The celebration in the attached middle school was extremely short, after all, this was only the first round of the knockout round, and the defending champion would never be complacent about a victory before winning the championship.

Celebrate, save it for the championship.

After the players left the field, the unsatisfied audience also left the field one after another. Su Mengyao walked at the back of the line. She was always worried about Mu Chenfeng, where did she go? Let me know.

"Where are you?" Su Mengyao sent a message.

"Outfield!" Before Su Mengyao put down her phone, she received a text message from Mu Chenfeng.

This is the fastest reply he has ever made.

Outfield!Su Mengyao and her teammates greeted briefly and walked in the opposite direction.

"So you are here!" Su Mengyao found Mu Chenfeng who was sitting on the sidelines at a glance, and his hands were not idle as he sat there, the basketball was spinning smoothly on the tip of the index finger, then the middle finger, then the ring finger and finally reached the little finger.

Then there are the balls turned back in reverse order.

This is the usual method of boys, who always want to show off their handsomeness in front of girls.

But this ball turning movement is really powerful, Su Mengyao was dumbfounded.

"Hey." Mu Chenfeng tossed the ball upwards, and the basketball passed Su Mengyao's eyes from bottom to top.

Unprepared Su Mengyao was taken aback and blurted out, "You are sick."

"???" Mu Chenfeng was startled by such a big reaction.

"I'm sorry." Su Mengyao turned back into a lady in a second, and hurriedly admitted her mistake.

"The game is over?" Mu Chenfeng asked.

"Yes." Su Mengyao nodded, "The attached high school won."

"I said it earlier." Everything was under control, Mu Chenfeng looked arrogant, but it only lasted for a few seconds and then immediately changed his face, "It's just how can the opponent get 60 points."

It's no wonder that Mu Chenfeng was confused, after all, he didn't see Zhang Jianing's crazy performance.

"The guy on the second side is really good." Looking back on the whole game, Zhang Jianing's performance was the most impressive.

"Is he better or am I better?" Mu Chenfeng asked seriously.

He is jealous?Su Mengyao dare not look at him.

"Speak." Mu Chen asked "forced".

"It's hard to say." Su Mengyao deliberately put on a show and didn't answer directly, but her tone was indeed very mischievous.

"..." Mu Chenfeng remained silent, and turned his head to the other half, obviously Su Mengyao's answer was not what he wanted.

Su Mengyao got up suddenly, snatched the ball from Mu Chenfeng's hand, and said provocatively, "Mu Chenfeng, let's play a game! If you beat me, I will admit that you are amazing."

(End of this chapter)