Another letter? When An Yuan saw the letter, he was taken aback for a moment, then picked up the letter and pulled out the letter paper inside. "An Yuan, if you can find this letter, it means that you have read all the comics..." ", how about it, are you crying?" Are you crying? An Yuan wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. "I cried. And, maybe because of the injury, I cried for a long time. As a former national youth player, I have also participated in some large-scale competitions, including competing with other national youth teams, and participating in During the club training camp, I was really happy at that time, but this precious happiness was shattered because of a car accident. "This kind of pain is hard for ordinary people to imagine. In 30 years, only 15 years, I have been with basketball. I envy you, those players who can gallop on the field, and even more envy Shan Jingshou who can still return to the field after two years of neglect. "I want to play basketball, but I don't have another chance." If you really give up basketball, I won't go to you again. After all, there is more than one road to success. But now you are not. You still have love for basketball and longing for your dreams. "Whether you choose Yunhai No. 1 Middle School or other schools, it's fine. I just hope you don't hesitate, otherwise, you will really regret it. I don't want you to be the next Shan Jingshou..." You are Shan Jing Shou! ? An Yuan retorted in his heart, and was about to sort out the letter paper and put it back in the envelope, but found that the back of one of the letter paper was full of words. "I want to play basketball, I want to play basketball, I want to play basketball..." Every word seems to have exhausted its strength, and the writer can't wait to write his unwillingness on paper. What happened to Shan Jingshou and Zhai Yang's letter made him feel touched, and the whole page of "I want to play basketball" made him feel the sadness in Zhai Yang's heart. Perhaps, making a decision will be very casual, but when you want to play basketball again, you may regret it. Like Shan Jingshou, if you miss two years, then no matter how hard you try, you will not be able to catch up with others. That night, An Yuan didn't fall asleep, he tossed and turned, and finally he could only look at the ceiling. Do you still play basketball? If you still fight, is it still in Yunhai No. 1 Middle School? These questions have always troubled him. Until five thirty in the morning, he still didn't know how to make a decision. Get up and put on your school uniform. When An Yuan left the house, the sky had turned white. When he arrived at No. 1 Middle School by bicycle, he put the car away, and when he passed by the open-air court, he saw a man in a sports wheelchair shooting a ball towards the basket at the free throw line. The basketball fell from the net, and the man quickly drove the wheelchair to control the basketball in his hands. Then, the wheelchair made a 180-degree turn and quickly drove towards the basketball hoop. The basketball was thrown high and hit the board into the basket. An Yuan's eyes widened, and he was dumbfounded. He felt that if he was sitting in a wheelchair, it would be absolutely impossible for him to play on the basketball court when the sun was still bright like this man. "What's the matter? Why don't you hurry up and go to self-study?" The person in the wheelchair spoke suddenly, and An Yuan could see clearly that the person who spoke was Di Yang. "That...self-study class... most of the time I go to sleep, I can't learn much." An Yuan scratched his head. This is the truth. 6:10 is already early self-study, too early, most of him will sleep on the table. Zhai Yang dribbled the ball to the center line, "How was yesterday's cartoon?" "Uh... nothing interesting, by the way, I've seen the author, it's in Yunhai No. 1 Middle School." An Yuan changed the subject. "He is very good... This comic is very popular in China. Before... about a few years ago, "Soul of Go" caused a wave of Go fever. I can guarantee that the impact of "" is greater than that of "" "The Soul of Chess" is bigger." Zhai Yang drove the wheelchair to the top arc and shot a three-pointer. The basketball arced through the air and fell into the net. Sitting in a wheelchair, it is difficult for the girdle to exert strength. Even so, Zhai Yang can still score three-pointers. There is no one with such strength. An Yuan was secretly amazed. As for the "Soul of Chess" that Di Yang mentioned, he hadn't heard much about it, and it should have been published earlier. "Really? I think he's like a normal dude who can play a little basketball.
"An Yuan stepped into the basketball court." How is it? what choice? give up? Di Yang was dribbling the basketball and looked at An Yuan. Give up? An Yuan opened his mouth slightly, and suddenly remembered Shan Jingshou, and the words Di Yang wrote on the back of the paper, "I want to play basketball". At this moment, his His throat seems to be stuck. Why did he go to No. 1 Middle School? Apart from being close to home, he also has a dream, which is to bring No. 1 Middle School to the top four in the country. He doesn't want to give up... If there is even a glimmer of hope, he will I don't want to give up. But he has done his best, and he still can't help the team win. "Can you lead the team to the national semi-finals? "An Yuan had a glimmer of expectation in his heart. "I can't!" Di Yang shook his head. "Then what nonsense are you talking about?" "An Yuan's courage just summoned up disappeared in an instant. "You can't let me compete in a wheelchair, can you?" It's still up to you...to see how far you can take the team. "I... can't carry it, you should know." ""If...you can also perform in the first year of high school in this school year's competition, I can guarantee that at least you won't be eliminated in the group stage. Next year, we might even hit the championship. The foundation of Yunhai No. 1 Middle School is very weak, and I need some time to become stronger. Fortunately, there are a few good freshmen this year. "" Yunhai No. 1 Middle School is not a famous basketball school..." "I know, but Xiangbei in "" is based on Yunhai No. 1 Middle School, which attracts some people who like basketball. How about it? Are you interested? Di Yang looked at An Yuan expectantly, "If you don't work hard, you may be worse than Shan Jingshou. The first-year rookie is very good." "That's good, but I won't be surpassed so easily." "An Yuan took a deep breath and looked at the basketball hoop. This year, maybe I can really try again.... "" After the story of Shan Jingshou ended, the rhythm of the manga dropped slightly, but only slightly. With one word, "" began the regional trials. Shen Xin knew that the purpose of this plot was to adapt Huadao to the official competition. For a rookie like Huadao, the key thing to do is to control fouls, only people are on the field, It is valuable. And the next few words are indeed talking about the relationship between Huadao and fouls - Huadao often leaves the field after five fouls. The results of these few words have dropped slightly, and Shen Xin knows it well. Also took the opportunity to let the assistants rest for a while, and in about eight episodes, Xiangyang, Xiangbei's first real opponent, will appear on the stage. Start.