Basketball boy, starting to shine from the slam dunk

Zhejiang Province, Zhenhai City.

Liu Qing took a day off today just to watch the fourth game of the finals. However, instead of watching the TV broadcast at home, he found an Internet cafe and made an appointment with Geng Jian and Yan Wenhao. It’s boring to watch alone, but the atmosphere is only when everyone is together.

A few people found a private room, which was actually only two or three square meters and contained two computers. It was just a double room. Today, four strong men were squeezed into it.

The reason there are only four is because the others didn't get leave.

"Hey, you're so excited, don't squeeze me."

"I do not have."

"Something underneath you hit me."

"I......"

Several people were crowded into the small box, and the atmosphere was quite joyful.

Liu Qing was the most comfortable because he was sitting, facing the computer.

The awards ceremony was being played on the computer. First, the national championship trophy was awarded to Jiangning No. 1 Middle School, and then the MVP trophy was awarded to Zhuang Yu.

There is no doubt that this MVP is Zhuang Yu.

"Tsk, tsk, in the fourth key game of the finals, he returned from injury, staged the return of the king, and scored 42 points, 8 rebounds, 5 assists, he was all pretending." Liu Qing said sourly, feeling a cry in his heart. envy, jealousy, hate.

Championship, and MVP, but it's a pity that I missed it.

In this game, Zhuang Yu scored 42 points, setting a personal single-game scoring record in the finals. He also had 8 rebounds, 5 assists, 1 block, and 3 steals.

In fact, not only this one game, but in the entire four games of the finals, Zhuang Yu averaged more than 35 points per game. In addition, he averaged at least 7 assists and 7 rebounds per game. The statistics were gorgeous.

The data of 35+7+7 is probably very difficult for anyone to achieve in the future.

"You are just jealous." Yan Wentao knocked Liu Qing with his elbow and said with a smile: "Although we also lost to Jiangning No. 1 Middle School, we have to admit that Zhuang Yu is really good, at least one or two levels higher than the rest of us. A level.”

Others nodded in approval.

If you lose, you will lose, but if you lose, you will be convinced.

Liu Qing curled his lips, but did not refute.

Zhuang Yu was shocked and thought to himself that it was lucky that I had the trophy myself, so I didn’t have to share it with others. Just thinking about it made him shudder. What if someone touches it while sleeping, or what if someone dreams of holding the trophy and kissing it?

hiss......