Faithful Dog Guidebook [Quick Transmigration]

On the court, Zhou Yue, who had just made a goal in the paint, let out a gloomy air, turned around and looked at the short-haired boy who was still standing there, showing a confident smile.

What trump card?Isn't he a stupid big man who can't react even when he is bypassed?It seems that he is just a commanding captain who can only score points with the advantage of the team, and his personal ability is not outstanding at all.

As for the matter of being blocked just now, it was just a coincidence.

"You, it seems that you are not as powerful as others say..."

Zhou Yue said slowly towards the figure walking towards him.

"You, it turns out that you don't only know how to shoot three-pointers."

In the first half, someone who seemed to be wandering in the sky as if he didn't pay attention to the game at all, now uttered the interrogative sentence of everyone's heart.

Zhou Yue was startled and shrugged.

"I just think it's easier to score that way—as for the offensive method I'm good at, I'm probably... an all-around player?"

He turned his gaze to the stands outside the arena, looked at the crowd above, and seemed to be looking for someone, but after all, he was still in the game, so he could only take a quick look before turning his head back, and said with a hidden knife in his smile.

"Maybe someone important to me is here today, so... I can only ask you to lose ugly."

"..." Damn mentally retarded.

Feng Kai, who didn't say anything, turned his head to catch the basketball thrown by his teammates.

Seeing the boy wearing the No. 66 jersey dribbled the ball with one hand and brushed past him as if he had never heard of it, the smile on Zhou Yue's face froze: ... Is this person deaf?Doesn't he think I'm terrible and cruel?

……

Whether Feng Kai felt it or not, Haichuan's audience felt it anyway.

The score at the moment is 36:44, and Ming Chenggao leads by 8 points.

"Damn it, why did No. 24 score again? We're going to lose!"

The boys sitting behind Zhou Yu couldn't sit still anymore, "Didn't you say that number 66 is awesome? How could he be passed so easily! This makes me beat him even if I go up and fight."

"That's right. Hey... I heard it from hearsay before, maybe it's an exaggeration."

"Damn, what a rookie, I shouldn't have come to watch this game, I was so pissed off, what kind of rubbish school team, I can win this game, I'll go directly to eat Xiang."

The scolding behind him became more and more difficult to hear, but the young man sitting in front seemed to be deaf-mute at the same time as someone on the field, and looked at the field in front of him as if he didn't hear it.

[Wow, this group of boys are too unqualified, why are they still swearing? ] 999 finally couldn't help but jumped out filled with righteous indignation, stood on the railing by the side of the stand, pointed at someone's nose and scolded him invisible.

[Hai Chuan scored two goals in less than 2 minutes after playing, do you think you can do better than him?Really sit and talk without back pain, is it equipped with a key?How many do you have? ]

[An artificial intelligence is pissed off. ] 999 let out a sigh of relief, [Am I right Zhou Zhou? ……weekly?can you hear me?Why don't you answer me? ]

Seeing the elf dancing in front of him, the boy finally reached out and took off the earplugs on his ears.

[What did you say? ]

[......]

999 got stuck for a few seconds because of his operation, [Don't pretend, the earplugs in the game can't block the communication between me and you at all, and you must have heard what they said just now, right?Are you not angry? ]

After a short silence, Zhou Yu pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, his pupils were dark.

[Why am I angry with the person who is destined to eat Xiang. ]

……

On the field, Feng Kai stood on the sideline with the ball and gave him a look. His own players quickly approached knowingly, and easily got the ball while Mingcheng's defense was slack.

"Fill the seat!" Zhou Yue reminded again, and several teammates quickly posted over and surrounded them tightly.

So the Haichuan player who got the ball performed a fancy dribble on the spot, moving his left and right feet back and forth, switching the basketball from his left hand to his right hand, wrapping his chest to his back, and slipped out of the chest without paying attention.

Was it a mistake? !Zhou Yue vaguely felt something was wrong.

That's the border...

It was too late to say it, and then I saw a dark blue figure appearing like lightning in the place that should have been empty. With his long arms, he snapped the basketball that was about to fall out of bounds back into the court with a thunderous force.

The boy's movements only slowed down for a moment, and the number 66 on his jersey distorted slightly with the movement, like a flying flag, and the next moment was blurred due to the huge acceleration.

His control of the center of gravity is too free, the switch from low to high is only in the blink of an eye, and the audience who reacts a little slower only feels that the ball teleports from outside the boundary to his hand like magic.

The basketball hit the floor and made a "bang bang bang" beating sound, like a rapid drumbeat. Feng Kai dribbled the ball alternately with his hands and walked past several Minggao players who were frozen in place with a few breaths. In an instant, he came to the basket, jumped, and sent the ball directly to the basket.

……Wire.

Zhou Yue swallowed the last word into her throat and swallowed.

The command type of fart, this is a pure beast at all.

The audience was dead silent at first, and then exploded!

Screams, cheers, applause, and clapping clapping sounds all rang out.

"It's too fast, what happened just now, did someone press sixteen times the speed?!"

The ball has been scored, but Zhao Ling still feels his heart beating wildly. What can't get out of his mind is the sweat that fell from the bronzed skin of the boy when he jumped up to shoot the ball with the strong wind of running, and the falcon like sharp eyes.

She was so busy immersing herself in the first experience of the three-dimensional heartbeat that she didn't even notice that the sister next to her was holding her skirt with her hands and clamping her thighs tightly.

Ah~ Hello Kai!Brother Kai is great!Unbearable!I can not make it!

Zhao bit his lower lip to restrain his urge to scream, his eyes were moist, and his face was full of spring.

Feng Kai didn't care what kind of climax the audience's emotions reached, he only followed his rhythm.

After all, when he entered the team, he told the coach that studying is too brain-intensive. He only plays basketball to relieve pressure. Don’t ask him for such troublesome things as studying tactics and coordinating. He only plays for one thing, that is, scoring, scoring, Score.

May I ask how to score, fast, stable and cool?

Dunk!

The 12 minutes of the third quarter became Feng Kai's one-man show. He is not only Haichuan's trump card, but also the king on the court. Wherever he goes, no grass grows.

It is often that Ming Gao's server just throws the ball, and the ball disappears, and then it appears in the hands of No. 66 inexplicably.Even if he fought hard, he was cut off before his luck was warm.

And what about Feng Kai?Grab the ball, dribble it to the hoop, raise your hand, and you're done.

Facing such a strong opponent, Minggao did not take corresponding countermeasures, but...

2V1 blocking?I'm sorry, whether it's one pillar or two, what should be passed is still the same as the photo.

Change to 3V1?Is this opening the door for others?Someone randomly passed the ball behind the back, just enough for Haichuan's teammates to take the ball twice to show their presence, and then No. 66 himself robbed him back, took off for a layup, and it was over.

Haichuan teammate: Feng...Feng Da, you don't even let your own ball go? TAT, let us score a point~

I'm sorry, Feng Kai, who is in high spirits, blocks and kills Buddhas, gods block and kills gods, and he doesn't even remember where his wife is sitting, so how can he take care of you little bastards?

"Zhou... Zhou Yue, what should we do..."

Minggao's players have already suffered from PTSD. I always feel that the ball is a little slippery in my hand, otherwise why would I keep losing it.

"Hold on, with such a high intensity, I don't believe he can use fast breaks for the whole quarter." The smile on Zhou Yue's face was not as obvious as before, and he looked at the scoreboard next to him.

44: 44.

I don't know when, their scores have been evened. However, no one paid attention to this point at all. Everyone's minds were restrained by the number 66, as if this was not a college basketball league, but his own. exhibition match.

In this ten-person confrontation, he is the most dazzling, and all the others are reduced to a foil.

The so-called tactics are effective only in the confrontation of equal forces, but they are useless in the face of absolute strength.

"Hey, it's too reckless, too perverted." Fang Zijian leaned on the bench, and the old god took a sip of the health-preserving wolfberry tea in the thermos, "Gaosheng has this strength, and it will be amazing if he grows up for a few more years. The younger generation is terrifying..."

What Feng Kai said is correct, if he doesn't play, only Mingcheng's people can serve as a sharpening stone for Haichuan's new players.He went, all collapsed, didn't even have to touch the ball, everyone knew how to be silly at him, like an older child, no wonder he couldn't give it away even after he reached the third captain position.

……

Zhou Yue thought that he would only win a few goals with a fast break and then start to slow down, but the opponent seemed to be a tireless robot. After more than ten minutes of continuous high-intensity exercise, several defenders were almost stunned. Except for a little sweat on his body, the man's speed didn't change at all.

beep--

The whistle blew, and the third quarter, which was extremely fun for Haichuan players, extremely long for Minggao players, and unsatisfactory for the audience, was over.

Haichuanxue 56:44 Mingcheng National High School, not only recovered the score, but also overtook it by 12 points.

He Guangfeng Kai personally scored 20 points, averaging [-] goal per minute.

The bright red number severely hurt Zhou Yue's self-esteem, and made him finally realize that what the other party said before, "Let you wave down" was not the past tense, but the present tense.

It is agreed to let you wave down, just let you wave down, and then blow your dog's head off.

……

"I remember!"

The boys in the back row of Zhou Yu sighed contentedly after watching the game, then sat up straight suddenly, and said in an enlightened tone.

"I heard that No. 66 has a bad habit, that is, he will let the opponent throw a ball to express his feelings before he abuses the opponent. I didn't expect it to be true. No wonder he was so careless when he started defending, tsk tsk tsk ...It turned out to be a wolf who pretended to be a pig and eat a tiger."

"Mmp, don't tell me sooner! I just said that I'm going to eat Xiang..."

"Hey hey, how about I go to the toilet and give you a whole warm one?"

"Fuck you."

[Now I know I was wrong, even if our family Kai Kai is amputated, he can still crush you scumbags. ]

999 and proudly poked his waist for a while.

Zhou Yu didn't reply, he was watching the focus of everyone sitting in the rest area winking at him and begging for praise.

During the break, Feng Kai didn't look fierce at all during the game. He was sitting on the seat with a sports cup and a towel around his neck. Pick a unilateral eyebrow.

[Your man, am I good? ]

Zhou Yu raised his eyelids to look at him, and the boy became happy, and the invisible tail behind his back wagged and waggled, without the slightest majesty as when he was the captain.

[...Where did I get this far? ]

Zhou Yu felt a little amused, raised his hand, and pointed to his lips.

This is to give a reward, taro paste Bobo milk tea, the kind without taro paste or milk tea.

Feng Kai grinned, his eyes lit up, and he noticed that the boy on the opposite side started to compare numbers.

Four fingers plus a fist.

forty?

This means...

Feng Kai watched the other party point to the rest area where Minggao was, and made a "24".

This refers to the No. 24 player with tone two?Feng Kai understood now.

The young man bent down the four fingers of his right hand, turned his wrist, came to his neck, and swiped slowly.

[I heard that you suppressed your opponent by [-] points in the finals last year?That being the case, there is no reason for Ming Gao not to enjoy the pleasure of being tortured by blood. ]

[Especially that number 24 player. ]

[Kill him. ]

Feng Kai's eyes slowly sank, and the smile on his face was also put away, but the aura around him spread out.

The players next to him were the first to notice.

"What happened to the team ban? It was fine just now, why is your face so stinky all of a sudden?"

"Who...who messed with him again?"

"I don't know, it's not me."

……

On the other side of the arena, Zhou Yue was sitting in his seat, enjoying the honey lemon specially prepared for him by the girls of Mingchuan National High School, fan blowing, and soft and sweet cheers, but his expression was not as pleasant as usual.

With his eyes, the coach next to him understood, "Students, thank you for your kindness, but our team members still need to discuss tactics, please go back to the stands to rest first."

"So soon...well, Brother Zhou Yue, you have to work hard! No matter whether we win or lose, you are the best in our hearts!" The girls left reluctantly.

Zhou Yue could no longer maintain her smile, and the expression on her face suddenly darkened.

What is "regardless of winning or losing", they used to not talk like this, but "where shall we go to celebrate after winning", but now they are very good at distinguishing the situation.

Could it be that he, Zhou Yue, is about to suffer a blown head today?

No, it won't.

Water flows to low places, and people go to high places. He, Zhou Yue, was able to achieve what he is today because he fought for it himself.

He stroked his left wrist, where he usually wears his watch.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest.Only the winner can have everything.

"It's the last quarter. The score difference between 10 and [-] minutes is a bit big. Here, you see..." The coach stood in front of the bench and spoke as usual, but cast his hinting eyes at the hearts of the team.

"The points will be earned back, isn't it just a matter of seven three-pointers?" The boy sitting in the middle of the bench lowered his head, half of his face was shrouded in shadow, and his tone revealed chilling indifference, "The premise is Don't get that number 66 in front of you as a stumbling block."

"But...but we can't beat him."

"If you can't beat it, then outsmart it." Zhou Yue looked at the direction of the referee's seat from the corner of his eye, and said something frightening, "Didn't you find out? That person has a back injury."

After saying this, all the team members around were dumbfounded, and after looking at each other for a while, someone asked tentatively, ""Yue...Brother Yue, didn't you say...that last time was the last time? "

Zhou Yue stood up, a decorative smile reappeared on his face, the light shone on his fair and handsome facial features, as if a softening filter had been applied to him, making him once again the boy in the hearts of all girls. god.

But for a person with such an angelic face, the subject of his speech at this moment is completely inconsistent with darkness.

"So far, you have done a good job, and this time, it will be the same."

He lightly patted the shoulder of the boy who asked the question, almost knocking his legs to the ground, "Those who achieve great things don't care about small things, remember: our goal is to be the champion."