() Zhang Yi really didn’t expect that he was hit by a car and hit Japan. Looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window, Zhang Yi’s mood did not improve at all. I don’t know how my parents are doing. After hearing that my son
I hope they won't be too sad about the news of his death. And in that game, I still didn't make it in the end. Strictly speaking, Zhang Yi didn't have anything outstanding in his previous life. He was a decent student and was among the top ten in the class for his age.
Top of the list. He doesn’t fight or cause trouble. He only likes one thing, which is basketball. Ever since I watched Slam Dunk for the first time as a child, I have been deeply obsessed with basketball. But China’s environment is well known, and academic performance in China is
This is the standard by which everything is measured, and everything else can be put aside. There are not even a few open-air basketball courts in the city where Zhang Yi lives, and there are not many people playing basketball. The basketball courts are full of aunts and aunts. But
Zhang Yi fell in love so much that he would practice basketball by himself when he had nothing to do. When he was admitted to university, Zhang Yi thought that his basketball would definitely show off. Unexpectedly, the so-called university clubs were just show-offs. No.
Zhang Yi was willing to form a basketball team and found a few like-minded people.
The principal's exact words: "This is how it is in China. Studying comes first. If you want school funding, you must first show your results. Let the higher-ups see it and cause a sensation before you can implement it."
Zhang Yi and several classmates worked hard for two summers to truly organize the basketball club. During this period, they also used connections to find several professional players and a name for several long-term guidance, and also worked with some universities
The team has played a lot of informal games. But this is not enough. If you want to meet the principal's standards, you must play a game with a professional basketball team. But the fact is the fact. There is no funding and no professional basketball coach.
How could they possibly beat a professional basketball team? After a lot of trouble, they finally had a chance, but the reality was cruel. The frustrated Zhang Yi looked at the basketball in his hand, and the tears left him unsatisfied. Dreams
, shattered, and will never be realized again. And he will be doing an internship next year and leaving school. He and basketball will be separated forever. Zhang Yi thought of this and threw the basketball into the sky.
"Forget it, face the reality, captain." The vice-captain comforted, "Honestly, even if we can't leave anything to the school in the end, we haven't realized our dream of forming a basketball team, but captain, think about it carefully, aren't we now
A basketball team? And we have been working hard for our dream for at least three years. Looking back in the future, this must be the most precious asset in our lives."
Thinking of the words of the vice-captain and looking at the basketball lying quietly in the middle of the road, Zhang Yi slowly smiled. Thinking of the sweat and dedication in the past three years, yes, at least we tried hard. Yes, at least basketball is still my best
partner.
When Zhang Yi walked to the basketball and bent down to pick it up, he felt his body flying up, just like a slam dunk. Although he couldn't dunk due to his physical condition, at this moment, Zhang Yi really had this feeling
It feels like a slam dunk, the whole body jumps hard and flies in the air.
"Xiao Feng, it's time to come down for dinner. Today we are going to buy the things you need for the next semester. Your last year of junior high school will be in two days, so we should make good preparations." Mother said loudly downstairs.
"Oh, I got it." Zhang Yi, no longer Kamikaze Daichi, stood up and walked downstairs. Wait, I am still in junior high school, that is, junior high school. Kamikaze Daichi ran to the mirror
In front of me, looking at the height of more than 1.8 meters, my mouth opened in surprise. That tall person and strong muscles really didn't look like a junior high school student. By the way, how did Kamikaze Doichi finish playing?
Why don't I have any impression in my mind?
Forget it, no matter what you say, now that I am Kamikaze Daoichi, I will let myself live a good life on his behalf, and I have no choice. Look at myself again, I am fourteen years old, and my height is definitely over 185 by visual inspection
, maybe around 190. What do the big muscles represent? They are strength. Coupled with my skills in my previous life, maybe I can live a more exciting life in this life.
"Come down, Xiaofeng." Seeing that his mother had laid out the table full of food, waiting for him to come down to eat. Kamikaze Road suddenly thought of his parents in his previous life, who silently supported him no matter what he did.
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"What's wrong, Xiaofeng, let's eat." Seeing that she was dazed, her mother quickly asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? I told you not to fight all the time and be with Sakuragi Hanamichi and Mito Yohei. My mother doesn't object, but
Don't fight. Tell mom if you still feel uncomfortable, otherwise we will go to the hospital."
"Sakura, Sakuragi Hanamichi, Mito Yohei." Kamikaze Daichi was stunned by what he heard. How, how is it possible?
"Ah, are you really uncomfortable?" Her mother suddenly became anxious when she saw that she hadn't come back to her senses yet.
"No, no, it's okay." Kamikaze Daichi sat at the dining table, "Mom, Sakuragi, does Sakuragi Hanamichi have red hair." Kamikaze Daichi was still not sure.
"What's wrong with you? Of course Sakuragi's child has red hair." Seeing that she was fine, the mother smiled again on her face, "By the way, Sakuragi's child is really cute."
"Really, really, it turns out it's true." Kamikaze Daichi was originally quite disgusted with the Japanese version, but now it seems that it's not bad, not the damn little Japanese version in reality. After all, anime has no borders, right?
Of course, if the dunk was Chinese, everything would be perfect.
"Okay, eat quickly and go shopping after eating." Mother was busy putting vegetables in her bowl.
"Mom, where is dad." Kamikaze Dao found that when he handed over the words "Mom", he didn't feel the same at all. Maybe this is because blood is thicker than water, although the body and soul of this sentence have been replaced by others.
.Looking at the various dishes on the table, Kamikaze Daichi had never eaten Japanese food, and he had already developed an appetite. While eating, he asked.
"So many things in the company depend on your father's decision-making. He finished eating early and left." The mother felt so happy when she saw her son eating happily.
"Oh." Kamikaze said as soon as he looked at the table full of dishes and household furnishings, he knew that his family must be very wealthy. Unexpectedly, he actually ran a company.
"Xiao Feng, do you want to go out and play?"
As soon as Kamikaze felt that the voice was familiar, he forgot to chew the food in his mouth. It was unmistakable, this was Mito Yohei. As soon as Kamikaze stood up, he shouted outside, "Wait, we'll be here soon."
"Mom, please help me buy some things, okay? Please, please." Kamikaze said with a suitable hand, looking at his mother pretending to be pitiful.
"You, there really is nothing I can do to you. Okay, okay, go. But no more fighting, you know." Mother warned with a serious look.
"I know, I know." Kamikaze Dao quickly took a few more mouthfuls of rice and rushed out the door. "Then I'm going out."
