Versatile Point Forward

Chapter 3 Streetball Disturbance

As a young man who has just grown up, it is true that Ye Feng is obsessed with basketball, but he is not a robot, he will not hold a basketball in his arms 365 days a year, and occasionally he will sneak out to relax in his busy schedule, such as playing games.Last night he invited his best buddy, a big guy named Stephen Brown from the next block, to play video games together, so today he woke up early, took a quick shower after the habitual run, He touched a piece of bread from the dining table and went out.

When he trotted all the way to the intersection, Brown, dressed in hip-hop, was already waiting for him there, and the two walked towards the game center while chatting and laughing.Looking at the half of bread in Ye Feng's hand, Brown smiled strangely: "Ye, you just take such a small broken bread for breakfast? Are your parents afraid that you will make them poor?" Ye Feng swallowed He took a bite of bread and raised a middle finger at him: "Damn! This is because I want to keep my figure, okay? I don't want to eat your tonnage, do I still want to play?" Brown rolled his eyes: "What about my tonnage? Have you heard of the flexible and deadly fat man of the four big monsters on the court? With your small body, you can fly out of the basket when you are squeezed, right?"

Ye Feng really likes this kind of mutual blackmail between good buddies, just when he was about to continue complaining about the fat man beside him, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a crowd of people in a stadium on the side of the street, and there were faint yelling and cursing.He quickly stuffed the last bite of bread into his mouth, and motioned Brown to go over there together.

Seeing the flash of excitement in Ye Feng's eyes, Brown couldn't help cursing in his heart: "Damn, this kid is here again! Every time he goes wherever he has something to do, watching the excitement is no big deal, curiosity Killed the cat! I have to go with him, do it! He must have a meal later."

Of course Ye Feng couldn't hear the broken thoughts in his heart, even if he heard it, he wouldn't take it seriously: Brother, what are you doing with it?Isn't it just to carry thunder together when something happens!
"Excuse me, excuse me!" Ye Feng relied on his physical advantage to forcibly pull Brown out of the crowd of onlookers. Standing near the baseline, he watched with interest the two groups of people who were arguing.He is very familiar with a group of people. He is the leader of this street court. Although he has never played against him, his strength is not bad. The black boy in the lead seems to be called Fraser?Ye Feng shook his head, he has never had a good memory of the names of this kind of people who have only dealt with them a few times.

The few people who confronted Frazier were quite unfamiliar, but the one standing in the front turned out to be a tall girl wearing an old Suns jersey. "You have a good figure, but you just don't know what you look like?" Ye Feng whistled softly.

"Why can't we use this stadium? Is this your family's business?" The girl asked angrily, her delicate voice sounded more like she was being coquettish.

An indescribable gleam flashed in Fraser's eyes: "Of course I didn't open the course, but I am the God here. You played here without my permission. Didn't you take me seriously?"

"Your name is not written on the stadium, and your phone number is not listed on the signs. How do you want us to ask you? And we haven't asked you, so we don't take you seriously?" The girl still clenched her fists and argued hard. .

Someone behind Fraser yelled: "Stop talking so much nonsense, the game will be used to decide on the court. Come and fight our boss individually, you win, and use the court as you like."

"It's almost..."

"But if I lose, little girl, I don't ask too much, you just have to have a glass of wine with me, hahahaha!"

"You..." The girl didn't expect the other party to make such a bet, her little face flushed, "Let's go now, right? There's not only one stadium in Los Angeles!"

Fraser snorted coldly, and the younger brothers behind him quickly surrounded him.He said with a half-smile: "What do you think this is? Do you come and leave whenever you want? You can leave if you want, just drink with me."

Seeing the little gangsters faintly surrounding him, a tall black man behind the girl knew that this matter was difficult to deal with. In his opinion, the only way for the people on his side to leave safely was to beat the smirking street ball on the opposite side. hand, and by the way, you can make a good impression in front of the goddess. You must know that this father's status in the history of the school team is not ordinary.

He yelled: "Wait a minute, I'm an official player of the ISU Cyclone team, I'll challenge you one-on-one!" The girl turned her head in surprise: "Wesley, can you do it? It's hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and many celebrities have suffered losses on the street court..." Wesley is actually not sure of winning, but he is already the strongest basketball player here, and he has no choice but to shoot. Neng pretended to be calm and comforted: "It's okay, isn't it just a street gangster? Watch me blow him up."

Ye Feng's gaze has been on the girl intentionally or unintentionally. When she turned her head, Ye Feng who saw the straight face suddenly understood why Fraser would make such a bet.A cascade of blond long hair was smoothly draped over his chest, his fair cheeks were blushing because of the other party's rudeness, his long eyelashes fluttered, his big amber eyes were full of shame, resentment and helplessness, and A touch of annoyance.

Ye Feng, who seemed to be immobilized, couldn't help but began to recite the ancient text: "The cloud is so tall, the eyebrows are trimmed and beautiful. The red lips are bright outside, the teeth are bright inside, the eyes are bright, and they are beautiful. The posture is beautiful and the appearance is quiet. Body idle..." Brown looked at his friend's eyes that were about to turn green speechlessly, and punched him hard: "I'm going to drool again! Who do you think will win?"

Ye Feng just woke up from the frozen state. He wiped the corners of his mouth calmly and said, "How do I know? But the guy named Wesley has no more than [-]% chance of winning, and Fraser's nickname of 'The Thief' is not Called for nothing."

Brown looked at the two people doing warm-up exercises on the field, and retorted unconvincedly: "Didn't that guy say that he is from the ISU school team? Should he have two hands?"

"Let me popularize it for you. ISU, that is, Iowa State University, Iowa State University, belongs to the Big [-] Conference in the NCAA. It has only reached the Final Four once in history, and it is only a mid-range team in the NCAA. No. I want to belittle them, Iowa State hasn't produced any particularly strong players in recent years, and this Wesley..." Ye Feng pouted, with a pessimistic look on his face.

"Damn, that's not to say that this pretty chick..."

"It's all right, let's see the situation first, at least with Wesley's height, there is still a chance of winning."

While the two were chatting, the one-on-one bullfight on the field had already begun.Fraser made some fancy dribbling moves and said with a sneer, "Ten balls, no matter two points or three points, count as one ball. There will be no extra match, and the first ten balls will win. Do you have any objections?" The most common rule in the street court, Wesley shook his head to show that he had no objection.

Next, we guessed the coin, and Wesley made the first attack. There was a hint of joy on his face, and Fraser secretly smiled: "So what if I let you attack first? I will show you the skills of streetball later. If you want to show your face in front of beautiful women, you must It depends on strength."

I saw Wesley protecting the ball with his body at the top of the arc and controlling the ball in a leisurely manner. Frazier didn't have a good chance to steal it for a while.Ye Feng thought to himself: "Although ISU's strength is not strong, the members of the university team are not just kidding around. They have solid basic skills, so why don't you know about other skills?"

It seemed that in order to save some face in front of the beauties, Wesley collected himself and made a quick crotch dribble, trying to forcibly break through from the right by virtue of his physical advantage.Unexpectedly, Fraser had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and suddenly stuck on the ball the moment it bounced, a big hand quickly stretched out, obviously trying to complete the interception directly from the outside.

Wesley was startled, and had to slow down the speed he had just raised, and returned to the situation of protecting the ball again.Although Fraser felt that the other party was still a little technical, he didn't take it seriously. Instead, he kept talking trash in Wesley's ear.

"Boy, didn't you just want to break through? Why can't the car run out of gas?"

"Tsk tsk, this ball is well protected. It looks like the hen in my yard."

"The beauty is looking at you, it's not good to always control the ball like this? Maybe she appreciates your pouted ****?"

……

Wesley felt as if a fly was constantly "buzzing" in his ears, and he took the ball and went to the basket in a fit of anger.Fraser did not go for the ball this time, but followed him like a shadow.Wesley also found that this stalking little man was very good at speed, and he thought to himself: You are fast, aren't you?I bully you with my height.

While his mind was spinning, Wesley stopped the car, stepped back, and made a jump shot within the free throw line.But when the ball just left his hand, a black shadow rushed up from the side and slapped the ball out of the court.After the two landed at the same time, Fraser still had a sneer of disdain on his face.

block!A neat big hat!Wesley only felt that the slap was directly slapped on his face, and he suddenly felt powerless when his jump shot was blocked by a street kid who had not received formal training.

Fraser doesn't care if he's still hurting or not, it's his turn to attack this round.As a player who has been immersed in the street court all year round, Fraser's dribbling has a clear street style: there are many fake moves, surprises, and the goal is to show off his skills and play tricks on the opponent.

Facing the tall and burly Wesley, Fraser dribbled the ball behind his back continuously, and saw the opportunity to hit the ground with his crotch, and he quickly bypassed the opponent to receive the ball.Wesley turned pale with fright, turned around and chased after him, but how could Fraser give him a chance?A windmill dunk ended the offense.He looked at Wesley provocatively, and there were bursts of applause from the sidelines.

1 is better than 0!

The bullfight got smacked at the beginning, and Wesley shook his head, staring intently at Fraser's footsteps, hoping to save face.But he was quickly disappointed. The basketball skills he relied on seemed to have no effect, and he didn't even defend a single goal. ShemGod, GroundShaker, Shuffle, BigClothGhost... All kinds of streetball moves seem to be at his fingertips. Fraser is ruthlessly playing with the big man in front of him, and the cheers around him are getting louder and louder.

With a backhand windmill layup, the bullfight came to an end, 10 to 0. As an NCAA player, Wesley had no power to fight back, and was shaved bald by an unknown street kid!Fraser looked at Wesley with a pale face, and said contemptuously: "The players trained by professional basketball are nothing more than that."

He motioned for his younger brothers to pull Wesley aside, while he walked up to a step in front of the girl with a wicked smile on his face, and reached out to grab her wrist.The girl looked at the big hand stretched out, her face was full of panic.

At this time, a clear voice came from the bottom line:
"Wait a moment!"

(End of this chapter)