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Chapter 220 Solo

A thin layer of sweat slowly slid down the young man's angular face. With a crisp sound, the basketball was volleyed into the basket by a slender hand.

The playground of Shilan Middle School is very large, surrounded by green and straight pines and cypresses. Only by looking down from the upper floors of the main teaching building can you vaguely see the scene inside.

The boys, who were sweating youthfully, moved the basketball in their hands rhythmically, and eight or nine people could divide into teams to compete fiercely.

Because there are so many students who love basketball, even building ten basketball courts on the east campus seems to be a bit of a stretch.

Therefore, students mostly play half-time games. Looking down from a high place, you will see that among the clusters of black shadows surrounding the court, only the court closest to the northwest corner appears to be particularly empty.

There was only one cold boy wearing a simple black T-shirt with no expression on his face playing ball there.

One person silently practices the skill of dribbling past others, one person makes a three-step layup, and another person shoots a three-pointer.

"Hey, Lao Zhang, call that brother over there to discuss how about playing 5v5 full court?"

A tall boy who rushed to the court just after class took off his jacket, revealing the No. 8 blue and white uniform of the Shilan school team underneath, and elbowed his teammates next to him.

The boy's name is Lin Zeyu. He is a freshman in class 1 (fourth) of high school who has just entered the high school. Because of his outstanding height, excellent wingspan and good jumping and running and shooting abilities, he was discovered by the coach of the Shilan school team and became a freshman in high school.

He was allowed to join the school team and was selected as the starting lineup to replace the small forward position that was vacated by a certain former senior due to his promotion to higher school.

Because of his relatively superior appearance and proficient football skills, Lin Zeyu is very popular among the junior students of Shilan, and there are even a large number of fans who have formed a cheerleading team specifically for him.

It is precisely because of this kind of "young fame" that Lin Zeyu often behaves immaturely, and his arrogant behavior when training together in the team makes some veteran players feel uncomfortable.

However, after experiencing several games with other schools since the beginning of the school year, the senior players of the Shilan school team have to admit that this kid does have arrogance and has always been the team's stable main scorer.

The boy he elbowed on the shoulder was called Zhang Wang. He was a senior in high school this year and was preparing to take the college entrance examination as a sports student. He was stronger and his skin was wheat-colored, which was a sporty style.

Zhang Wang frowned inadvertently when he heard this, obviously not very approving of Lin Zeyu's approach.

After all, playing on a public court is all about first come, first served. If someone comes first and occupies the court and is alone, it is enough to show his attitude. Why do you have to rely on your bravery to fight with others, and then surround him with seven or eight people? It's scary.

No matter how unwilling they are, they can only agree to give it up.

While Lao Zhang was thinking in his mind, Lin Zeyu had already led a few of his better classmates forward.

"Hey, brother, it's boring to fight alone. Why don't we fight together?"

After seeing a young man in a black shirt with a discreet midriff thrown into the frame, the boy with single eyelids and a fair face greeted him familiarly, with a smile on his lips.

Even though he looks good and has a smile, he still gives people a very uncomfortable feeling.

If the smile Li Yongyuan usually raised at the corner of his mouth was one of confidence and calmness, it was as if he was free and wanton, even if there were thousands of troops, I would block it with one sword.

Then this guy's smile will appear to be false and conceited, and the disgusting sarcasm and ill-intentions can be seen without concealing it.

"Not interested in."

The young man's cold voice was just like his own expression, as if he could block out all the warm greetings, just glance at him and then turn away to shoot the ball mechanically.

The smile on the boy's face suddenly became a little forced when he heard these words. This was the first time he heard such a perfunctory answer that he didn't even bother to give.

Especially in front of many people, such a reply simply made him feel ashamed.

The fair complexion of this high school freshman named Lin Zeyu instantly turned red with shame and anger.

"I say, it would be too much of a waste of resources for you to occupy an empty space by yourself."

His voice seemed to come out word by word from the gap between his cold teeth, and the attitude in his tone also tore off the previous layer of poor disguise.

When the young man in front of him heard these words, he slowly stopped his movements, took the rebounded basketball and held it around his waist, turned around, and looked at the boy without saying a word.

His dark pupils were as deep as a sea, and even if the complex and angry eyes shined upon him, they seemed to be melted and dispersed in an instant.

Even Lin Zeyu, who was suddenly filled with shame and anger, couldn't help but be slightly startled, and his scolding tone became weaker.

"Wait...who is this person?"

Zhang Wang stood in the distance, looking at the tall black figure, and felt inexplicably familiar. Looking carefully, he immediately noticed something was wrong.

"What do you want?"

The young man with a stiff face finally spoke, but there was no impatience or anger in his tone, only indifference.

"Are you going to fight one on one? Whoever loses gets to go."

The boy who was asked responded immediately, with a hint of adolescent stubbornness.

"This is my place."

The young man smiled softly. Of course, it was a bit incongruous when shown on this stiff face.

"Just tell me whether you dare or not?"

The male high school student snorted coldly and turned reckless and ignored him.

"clang!"

The basketball bounced off the floor and crashed into Lin Zeyu's arms. The young man in front of him responded with simple actions, and then looked at him with calm eyes, but he didn't even stretch out his hand.

"You come and attack."

The light words were particularly harsh in Lin Zeyu's ears. He first puffed out his chest, seemingly wanting to use his height advantage to cheer himself up.

However, the young man who was slightly lower than him remained unmoved, his gaze remained firm, like a lone wolf hunting.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Lin Zeyu controls the ball very rhythmically. He has first-class physical fitness and good dribbling skills. He has various scoring methods, otherwise he would not be favored by the school team coach.

Apart from some personality problems and his unwillingness to cooperate with his teammates in offense, he is definitely a good candidate to become a professional basketball player in the future.

After only three dribbles, he entered the penalty area, turned around, passed the opponent's defense, and then dunked with one hand.

With his strong body collision advantage and agile start-up speed, this efficient and simple move seems to be invincible in Lin Zeyu's hands. Coupled with a fake move, it is simply irresistible.

The reality was just as Lin Zeyu imagined. Until the moment he turned around, the young man in front of him showed no reaction.

too slow!

The boy couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

Just when he was already leaping high in the air and preparing to perform a tomahawk chop, the young man just took off. You can clearly see that the casual trousers tightened instantly, and the unimaginable explosive power hidden inside them reached the level almost instantly.

The height of the boy's body.

"Snapped!"

The basketball was slapped far away after being taken off by the strong hat, and the boy's expression instantly changed from disdain to shock, and he was also carried by the huge force and fell to the ground.

"Dang Dang Dang..."

The basketball in the distance was still beating alone on the court. A high school student's basketball dream was completely shattered.


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