September means a new beginning.

Entering September, schools started, and Jiangning No.1 Middle School was also lively.

The original high school became a senior year, and the senior high school became a senior year, and the new high school siblings and sisters came.

With the admission of freshmen, the newborn class competition is followed.

In the past, Zhuang Yu thought that the freshman class was to screen talents for the basketball team, so that the basketball team was convenient to choose excellent players from it, and replenished the basketball team.

Later, he knew that this was just a purpose. The most important thing was to quickly integrate into the collective in this way.

Of course, for the basketball team, the most important thing is to screen talents.

"Zhuang Yu, do you want to see the freshman class race? Today there are 9 and 16 matches."

"Let's go together, this is the two strongest teams in the first grade."

Yang Fei, Zhang Yong, Xiao Qingyang, Zhou Lei, a few teammates came to the side of the senior high school (8), and called Zhuang Yu to watch the freshman class.

Zhuang Yu didn't want to go, but I heard that it was Class 9 VS16. He was interested in: "Wait for me, come immediately."

After answering the last question on the test paper, sort out the textbooks. Zhuang Yu came to the classroom and went to the sports field with several teammates.

I heard a huge hustle and bustle before walking to the court, and mixed with exclaiming.

Through the crowd, a few people saw a tall young man hanging on the basket with both hands. On the ground was a fluttering basketball. It seemed that a two -handed buckle was staged.

"This kid is not low -key at all."

"Haven't the game yet?

"Fart, there is no one on the opposite side, and people in 16 class have not come. This kid is purely to pretend to be forced ..."

Yang Fei, Zhang Yong laughed and ridiculed.

The corner of Zhuang Yu's mouth couldn't help but raise a smile.

That boy is very familiar with several people. It is the player of Dongyuan Basketball School. Zhou Zhiming's nephew Zhou An. He just happened to be in high school this year and came to Jiangning No. 1 Middle School.

In fact, before the school started, Zhuang Yu knew that Zhou An was coming to Jiangning No.1 Middle School.

Several people came to the side of the field. Zhou An had fallen from the basket, picked up a basketball with one hand fork, with his head and four sides, and looked like a stinky fart.

"So handsome."

"He can dunk, it's too powerful."

"Cut, what's so high that the dunk is so high, if I grow so tall, I can deduct it ..."

Some students whispered, some people were in their eyes, and some people were uncomfortable, and their tone was sour.

One summer passed, Zhou An grew a little taller, and he had more than two meters tall. It reached 201CM. Such height, the dunk is really easy.

"So forced to pretend to be forced, and another one." Zhuang Yu shouted: "How about turning around and turning around 360 -degree windmills, it must be handsome."

At first glance it was Zhuang Yu, Zhou An was immediately peaceful.

Running in front of Zhuang Yu a few steps, he scratched his head and said, "How can I turn around 360 degrees windmill, this is only Yu Ge can do it."

Zhuang Yu was not good at it: "Your uncle sent you to let you play well, and temper in the high school league, not for you to pretend. With that strength, practice more free throws. When will your free throw hit rate can be able

Stability is more than 80 %, how can you pretend to be forced. "

Zhou An tried: "When training?"

"Contest."

"This ..." Zhou An's face suddenly collapsed. During training, the free throw rate reached 80 %.

Isn't it difficult for him to embarrass him?

It is normal for us to be good at this center.

Zhuang Yu made up another sentence: "This is what your uncle said, let me stare at you."

Zhou An murmured with a bitter face, "Uncle, Uncle, I said how you sent me to Jiangning No. 1 Middle School, I can't escape your magic palm everywhere when I go".

In the "Future Plan" formulated by Zhou Zhiming for Zhou An, Zhou Zhiming was entering Jiangning No. 1 Middle School and playing the high school basketball league.

Of course, it is not to find a place with acquaintances, so that people are staring at Zhou An, but considering that Zhou An is about to go to high school.

In fact, it is not difficult to enter the youth team, and his talent is excellent enough, and Zhou Zhiming also has some relationships.

It's just that Zhou Zhiming doesn't want him to enter the youth team.

Then in high school, participating in the high school basketball league has become inevitable.

Now that you want to play the high school basketball league and enter a team with the championship qualification in Jiangning No. 1 Middle School, it is naturally the best choice.

In addition, in Jiangning No. 1 Middle School, Zhuang Yuzhao looked at it. Zhou An as an idol as an idol. When he listened to him, Zhou Zhiming could rest assured.

"Okay, go and warm up." Zhuang Yu waved his hand with a smile, "Fang Yiping in class 16 is not weak, don't plant it."

"Cut, just wait for him." Zhou An said.

After a while, the players in class 16 have arrived.

There are still many good players in the high school in this year. Among them, the strongest strength is the strongest. The most watched is two people -Zhou An of Class 9 and Fang Yiping in Class 16.

Zhou An is more than two meters tall, his body is outstanding, and his technology is also excellent. Among the group of high school students, it is definitely a giant. The invincible inside line.

Fang Yiping is actually not the inside. He is 182cm tall, the defender of the company, good ball control, outstanding organizational ability, and excellent long shot.

Among the high school students, Fang Yiping's strength is definitely one of the best. Zhou An is invincible in the inside, and he is invincible outside.

Of course, in addition to the two, there are other good ones.

For example, Zhu Jian in Class 14, Shen Le in Class 3, Xie Yiming in Class 5 ... It's just a lot worse than Zhou An and Fang Yiping, obviously not a level.

Today, this game is Class 9 VS16, and it is also the duel of the two strongest seniors, the two strongest seniors of Zhou An and Fang Yiping.

Not only the students value it, but Zhou An and Fang Yiping also valued.

There is no first, Wuwu is the second, and the basketball is the same. Who does not want to be the most powerful person, even if it is only the most high in high school.

... ...

The warm -up soon ended, and the game between the two sides also officially started.

The periphery of the stadium is full of people, more than the players of Zhuang Yu and Xiao Qingyang at the beginning.

At first, Xiao Qingyang was in high school to pressure everyone. No one could fight with him in Class 8. The appearance of Zhuang Yu was completely an accident.

a lot of.

"Pap!"

First of all, there was no suspense, Zhou An was successful, and the racket was taken into the hands of his teammates.

Responsible for holding the ball is a player wearing the 18th jersey. It is about 1.75 meters tall. It is not high, but the ball control technology is okay. After pushing the ball to the frontcourt, find Zhou An as soon as possible.

Want to pass the ball to Zhou An.
Chapter completed!