let loose

After that day, seven or eight "heroes" joined the Liangsan hero group one after another.

What flower chant He Song, the debt-ridden Saburo Shi Qing, the atmosphere made it look like that.Among them, there is a student named Xu Ning in the [-]th class of science, nicknamed "Smart Gunner", which is also ridiculous.

Like-minded teenagers get together and chat about everything, from high school girls to beautiful girls from a certain class in Gewulou, from gentle Lao Li to old-fashioned Lao Huang, from NBA super giants to CBA Guo Yi .

Song Mian rarely bubbles inside.

He seldom uses QQ, and when he touches his mobile phone after school, he is busy teasing Jiang Zhou, and then he is rolled all over the bed when he is teased back. How can he think about other things? Sometimes he even forgets that there is such a noisy person. group.

When he remembered this, he was told that the selection list had been handed over, and he was one of them. The selection time was set at 05:30 on Thursday afternoon.

Song Mian did not go to retrieve the list.

Unable to tell whether it was pure curiosity or what, he scrolled up a few chat records, clicked on the two All-Star Game videos and watched them, and saw the red back of No. 30 alive and kicking after making a three-pointer at the buzzer, buried in his body The restlessness that had been in the depths for a long time came up.

[Wife ×: Then try it, it doesn't matter if you can get in, the premise is that you fight for it, and you won't regret it if you work hard. ]

In the evening, Song Mian mentioned this matter to Jiang Zhou, and Jiang Zhou's attitude was naturally inclined to support.

Song Mian replied with a panda head emoji:

[÷: (beautiful boy trembling).jpg]

The league is more rigorous than ordinary ball games. Song Mian is actually not very sure that he will be able to enter the starting lineup. After all, Shengguang Sports next door is his strength. If he is on the bench, there will be more than ten substitutes. up.

[Wife×: Just do it if you want to, remove the psychological burden, and never turn back once. ]

[÷: Okay, I will listen to you. ]

[÷: It feels weird to carry the dream on my shoulders again, and I'm already looking forward to it. ]

[Wife ×: Once a dream? ]

[÷: Yes, I used to think that I was awesome and a natural three-pointer. I also thought that I would enter the NBA when I grow up. ]

This is the truth.

Song Mian was crazy about basketball for a while.

As an atypical left-behind child.Song Mian had a happy childhood. Although she didn't see her parents very often, she was a child at that time. When she missed her mother and cried, she could be comforted with a lollipop.

When Song Mian was 12 years old, she moved to live with her parents, whom she mentioned were strangers.The deserted house made his personality more quiet. He was in a state of insomnia for a long time, and he couldn't find an outlet for his stagnant emotions until the NBA Finals broadcast on CCTV, the famous battle that year.

Most adolescent boys lack a sense of security in their hearts and will subconsciously look for emotional sustenance.It could be a Two-dimensional idol, an e-sports god, or a sports star whose hormones are bursting.

In the three years of junior high school, Song Mian has been chasing the back of the No. 30 jersey, watching him make super three-pointers, watching him win championships, watching him be elected as MVP, and watching him grow from a rookie in the league to a superstar.

It was a raging fire in the young boy's heart, scorching hot and powerfully through every inch of his skin.

It is also his dream, to break through the hazy mirror, go upstream, and ride the wind.

Later in high school, he was provoked one after another, and once he fought back, he was crowned as "School Bully Song Mian".Only then did he understand the need to "keep a low profile". He hated the days when his every move was watched by others, so he put away his thorny wings and gave up his only hobby that was very public.

……

As the game date approached, news of the basketball league gradually spread throughout the grade.The selection of personnel was carried out in the gymnasium. After the last class in the afternoon, the students rushed out like ants looking for food, and many went straight to the gymnasium.

This year, like last year, Yizhong and Shengguang have eight athletes each.Nearly twenty reserve personnel competed for the eight positions. The competition was not cruel, and the probability of being selected was nearly half.

There were some spectators sitting by the stands, and the stadium immediately became noisy. The boys warming up on the court were full of energy.

"Fuck, is there something wrong with this machine? I still measured 185 outside yesterday. Why did it shrink to 179 here?"

Before the start, the athletes had a physical examination according to the procedure. Zheng Qiran went back and forth on the measuring instrument three times. The height data of the three times were different, and the same point was that they were all stable below 180.

In fact, Zheng Qiran is not short, with good proportions, wide shoulders and narrow waist. The 185 series is fabricated by myself, but 180 is available.

"What are the competitions? I just heard someone say two-two PK?"

As Song Mian spoke, she brushed the broken hair on her forehead, half of the bright orange hairband was hidden in her hair.The tape measure bracelet on the wrist used to cover the tattoo was removed, and replaced with a wristband of the same color as the hairband. The color of the bag looks very eye-catching from a distance.

About one-third of the audience in the stands came to see him on purpose. A group of fans who were confused by his appearance not only refused to admit that the school bully was dressed coquettishly, but were so fascinated that he screamed that he was cool and Sa, the school’s post bar confessed to the bai building until I turned the page again and again.

"Single events are two-to-two PK, followed by an 8-minute team match." Lin Pingping looked down at the schedule.

Zheng Qiran leaned over with a sad face: "I just went to Tan Jun's place to take a look, and I was actually in the same group as Li Ming from class [-]. Fuck, that's on the school team. Am I ready to declare elimination?"

"It's not that exaggerated." Song Mian straightened his wristband, superimposed the white heart-shaped pattern on the tattoo, and said, "I've seen him play. He doesn't hit the ball very well, and he is easily irritable and impatient, which limits him. performance."

Song Mian was on the school team in his first year of high school, and Li Ming was in the same batch as him.The two have trained together several times, and they know each other's background more or less.

This guy is a standard big and brainless player, howling fiercely on the court, but his real skills are astonishing.The only advantage may be that he is tall, just standing there is a human-shaped wall, and it is probably because of this that he can enter the school team.

"If he suddenly became irritable, would he beat someone?" Zheng Qiran asked, "Is he vicious? If he really beat someone, would he beat him to death?"

Li Ming is more than 1.9 meters tall, with a standard tall and strong farmer's figure, which is scary to look at. Zheng Qiran is a small shrimp in front of him, ready to be slaughtered.

"How do I know that?" Song Mian was puzzled.

"Anyway, you have a thick skin, and you can't be beaten to death." Lin Pingping continued, giggling.

Zheng Qiran:? ? ?

"What do you mean I'm thick-skinned and can't be beaten anyway?" Zheng Qiran was heartbroken, and was about to kick someone: "I'm thick-skinned? Listen, this fucking is still human!"