Chapter 1 Accident
"Pass the ball, my side is empty!"

"Good shot, beautiful three-point shot."

"How about this dunk, does it look like Kobe?"

At 10 o'clock in the evening, in an office building, three overtime dogs used the company's computer to play a basketball game after finishing their work.

And the one sitting in the middle is me.

I am Jiangbei, 28 years old, a graphic designer in a Qindao design company. I am 172cm tall. I love basketball, but because of my height, I can only play street basketball. My biggest wish is to play professional basketball one day. Now I can only use 2K games to satisfy my wish.

And today is January 2020, 1. Jiangbei’s favorite basketball star Kobe passed away unexpectedly this morning. Jiangbei still can’t believe that Kobe has left us like this. Kobe is not just a basketball idol to Jiangbei. Kobe is remembered not only for his basketball skills, but also for his basketball spirit.

In order to commemorate Kobe, Jiang Bei decided to use Kobe to win games in the game tonight.

And this is what Jiangbei did tonight. Jiangbei was the main force of the school team in high school before. He has excellent basketball skills, awareness, and good quotient.

Therefore, in the game, Jiangbei can be said to be killing all directions, and all kinds of Kobe's signature moves are at his fingertips.

Tonight's commemorative Kobe Bryant basketball friendly match lasted until 12 o'clock.The opponent who had been fighting collapsed and gave up. The three of them packed their things and walked out of the company together. Jiangbei walked home because the rented apartment was close to the company.

After seeing off two good friends and taking a taxi to leave, Jiang Bei also started to walk home.The road from the company to home is only about 500 meters. Jiang Bei practices dribbling and ball control on the way to and from get off work every day, and tonight is no exception.

Jiang Bei patted the ball slowly, occasionally making a few crotch casually.I suddenly remembered Kobe's signature move, and I may never see it again in the future.

In a daze, the basketball hit Jiang Bei's toes, and the basketball rolled towards the road.

Jiang Bei came back to his senses and immediately ran to chase the basketball.At this time, a dazzling light shone on Jiang Bei. Jiang Bei had just pressed the basketball with his left hand, but his right hand unconsciously blocked his eyes.

Then, a rapid car horn sounded.Jiang Bei felt his body became lighter. In a daze, Jiang Bei saw the basket and the backboard.

Seeing myself take a basketball from inside the free throw line and fly to the hoop in one step, stretch my stomach, and collect the ball.Dodge the defense, and then smash the ball into the box hard.Under the collision of the defensive player, he couldn't maintain his balance and fell to the floor.

The basketball fell from the hoop, bouncing, getting lower and lower, and slowly rolled away.

Teammates and fans rushed towards me, surrounded me and congratulated me.They lifted me up to the podium, and I smiled happily.

I seem to see Kobe, he is waving to me.Thumbs up to me.

Jiang Bei suddenly realized something was wrong, how could I see myself?And Kobe, he shouldn't be here.

Suddenly regaining consciousness, the sound of an ambulance rang through the night, the basketball fell on the side of the road, and he looked at the busy traffic police and nurses around him.Jiang Bei slowly turned his head to the night sky.

The sky is so deep tonight, as black as ink.A shooting star suddenly passed by, unable to illuminate the entire night, but it made the night sky appear even deeper.

At this moment, the whole world suddenly became quiet, so quiet that there was no sound at all.

 Chapter 1 is a short chapter, I hope you don't mind.

  This is a book about basketball. I like Kobe very much. At the beginning of this year, when Kobe just left, I wanted to write a book to commemorate Kobe and miss my youth.

  But I never dared to write it, because Kobe wanted to write this book, and because of Kobe, I didn't dare to write it.

  After all, for basketball and novels, I was just a spectator before.After thinking about it for so long, I finally chose to start writing, and I don’t want to do anything, so I don’t want to leave any regrets for myself!
  Just do what you want to do. As a novice, I hope everyone will not be too harsh when reading this book.

  Finally, pay tribute to Kobe and the Mamba spirit here!
  Forever 24!
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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