Siheyuan: Being a fisherman in 1962

Just as Chen Fei was about to launch the final attack, an excited shout suddenly rang out from the canteen team's camp: "We'll leave this ball to you!"

The person who spoke was the weathered Master Yao.

His eyes were bright, as if he could see through the mist of time. He walked towards Chen Fei step by step. Every step seemed to be on the drumbeat of time, steady and powerful.

Looking at Master Yao, Fade Chen felt an indescribable emotion in his heart.

Master Yao is not only his predecessor, but also his mentor and friend.

Many times, in the face of hardships in training, it was Master Yao’s encouragement that kept him going; many times, in the face of difficulties in competitions, it was Master Yao’s wisdom that pointed him in the right direction.

"Master Yao, don't worry, I will definitely score this goal!"

Taking the basketball handed to me by Master Yao felt like taking over a heavy responsibility.

Adjust your state and prepare to meet this final challenge.

The director of the steel rolling team looked at Chen Fei and felt that this young opponent was their biggest threat.

He hurriedly arranged tactics, striving to maintain his lead at the last moment.

However, Chen Fei was not affected by these.

He had only one goal in mind - to get the basketball into the basket and win the game for the cafeteria team.

Dribbling the ball, moving flexibly on the court.

Every breakthrough seems to be a self-transcendence; every pass seems to be a tacit communication with teammates.

He seemed to be integrated with the entire stadium, becoming the most dazzling star on the stage.

The members of the steel rolling team tried to stop him, but he deftly resolved each attempt.

The game gradually entered a white-hot stage. Chen Fei seemed to have turned into the eye of the storm on the court. Every dribble and breakthrough was as shocking as a violent storm.

With a strong body and agile movements, every turn and jump seems to speak of his unyielding fighting spirit and determination.

At this moment, he was facing three tall defensive players from the steel rolling team. They stood in front of Chen Fei like a solid wall, trying to stop him from moving forward.

However, Chen Fei did not back down.

He dribbled the ball slowly, as if looking for an opportunity to break through.

Suddenly, he made a fake move, switching the ball from his right hand to his left hand, while his body leaned to the left, as if he was going to break through to the left.

Just as the three defensive players were about to pounce to the left, Chen Fei suddenly changed direction and rushed to the right.

This move was as fast as lightning and broke through the gap in defense in an instant.

Chen Fei rushed towards the basket like a nimble cheetah.

There was only that goal in his eyes, as if he wanted to pour all his strength into that one ball.

Just as he was about to approach the basket, the members of the steel rolling team finally reacted and rushed towards him.

Three tall defenders pressed towards Chen Fei like three mountains, trying to stop him.

But Chen Fei was not afraid. He suddenly jumped into the air, like an eagle spreading its wings and soaring into the sky.

In the air, he faced three defensive players who were guarding him tightly, but he showed no fear at all.

He changed his moves in the air, grabbed the basketball with one hand, and prepared to launch an attack in a special way.

He clenched the basketball tightly with his fingers, as if he wanted to integrate it into his body. He silently recited the rhythm in his mind, waiting for the best time to shoot.

Chen Fei was in mid-air, like a bright meteor, streaking across the sky and heading straight for the basket.

My heartbeat and breathing seemed to be integrated into the rushing wind, flying with the basketball.

The figures of the three defensive players blurred before his eyes, and the roars and shouts seemed to be blown away by the wind. Only the basket was left, like the brightest star in the night sky, leading him forward.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down, and Chen Fei could clearly feel every touch between his fingers and the basketball, that familiar touch that seemed connected to life.

Suddenly, he felt an unprecedented power surging from deep within his body, as if pushing him higher into the sky.

At this moment, Chen Fei exerted force suddenly and smashed the basketball towards the basket.

This blow was like a battle axe splitting a mountain, unstoppable.

The basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air, as if being guided by the hand of God, and hit the basket accurately.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the basketball hit the basket hard, and then fell into the basket accurately like a magnet.

At this moment, the entire court seemed to be still, with only the crisp sound of the basketball falling into the basket echoing.

Chen Fei fell from the air and stood steadily on the field, his eyes deep, as if he had seen through the outcome of the game.

At this moment, the audience seemed to have just recovered from their shock and burst into deafening cheers.

Master Yao looked at Chen Fei, strode towards Chen Fei, stretched out his arms, and hugged him tightly, as if he wanted to put all his joy and pride into this hug.

"Good job!" Master Yao's voice was trembling, tears flashing in his eyes, "You did it, we won!"

Chen Fei also hugged Master Yao tightly. Without Master Yao's careful teaching and encouragement, he would not have achieved what he has today.

At the moment of dunking, Chen Fei seemed to be the core of the storm on the court. That thunderous blow shocked the entire audience.

The tomahawk dunk, a unique move on the basketball court, often triggers enthusiastic cheers from the audience.

Chen Fei's dunk was not only incredibly powerful, but also extremely accurate, as if even the basket was calling to him.

The audience's exclamations rose one after another, like surging waves.

This dunk undoubtedly became the turning point of the game, pushing Chen Fei to the center of attention.

The members of the steel rolling team were all shocked. They didn't expect Chen Fei to be able to complete a dunk under such tight defense.

There was more admiration and praise for Chen Fei.

The steel rolling group lost this game.

Master Yao looked at Fade Chen, his eyes filled with pride and satisfaction.

He knew that Chen Fei's dunk was not only a reflection of his personal ability, but also a symbol of the canteen team's spirit.

As long as they keep working hard, they will surely achieve more victories in the future.

Chen Fei stood on the field, feeling the gazes and praises from all directions.

The atmosphere in the cafeteria team lounge after the game was warm and jubilant.

Chen Fei was bathed in the praise and applause of the crowd, but he did not relax at all.

He knows very well that victory in every game is hard-won, and behind it are countless times of hard training and sweat.

At this moment, he revealed a hint of determination amidst his fatigue.

The jersey was covered with sweat and dust, as if recording every moment of his struggle on the court.

Walk to the corner, take off your jersey and prepare to wash it.

Just then, a factory girl came in with a few steaming steamed buns.

Looking at Fade Chen, his eyes sparkled with admiration: "You are amazing! This is the breakfast I prepared for you, eat it while it's hot."

Chen Fei took the steamed bread and felt a warm feeling in his heart.

In this factory full of competition and pressure, it is not easy to find someone who truly cares about you.

He thanked the factory girl with a smile, then started to eat voraciously.

After eating the steamed bread, Chen Fei felt much more refreshed.

I walked to the faucet outside the lounge and planned to wash myself.

The cool stream of water washed over his body and also washed away the fatigue in his heart.

Close your eyes and enjoy the tranquility and comfort of this moment.

At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps came.