After the breakup, I brought glory to my family and country

Chapter 1 001 Memories are really fatal
"In the last 2.6 seconds, Country Z beat Country R 71 to 73. Is there any hope that the Dream Team can reverse this?"

"Li Muzi passed the ball to Song Zhi, and three defenders double-teamed her. There is no time! Song Zhi!"

The Chinese commentator on the field relied on his strong professional ability and spoke very quickly about the difficult situations on the field.

"Step back! Is she going to shoot a three-pointer against three defenders?"

All eyes were on the girl wearing the red jersey No. [-], waiting for her next move.

Seeing her jumping upwards effortlessly, leaning back slightly, the whole movement was completed with flexibility and lightness, as if a red butterfly was about to dance.

The slender arms reach the highest point above the head, the fingers gently push the ball forward, and the wrists are pressed. The movements are completed in one go, truly picturesque!

The basketball moved with her fingers, leaving a smooth arc in the air.

Song Zhi had already trained this series of movements countless times.

As soon as the ball left her hand, she turned to face the midfield, opened her arms like outstretched wings, and embraced the entire court.

"drop--"

The 24-second countdown is over.

The whole place held a breathless silence, and thousands of eyes moved in one direction.

"Wow--" The sound of the basketball passing the net was clearly audible.

For a moment, screams and cheers echoed throughout the stadium.

"Fadeaway jumper! Three-pointer! Killer!"

"Song Zhi killed the game! Country Z women's basketball team won the championship!"

the narrator shouted at the top of his lungs.

"She did it! She scored an incredible 35 points! This was simply a great performance!" The commentator stood up excitedly and cheered for the 24-year-old Chinese female player.

The red ribbon representing China was flying in the air, and the entire stadium echoed with shouts to congratulate the difficult victory.

As the object of much attention, Song Zhi faced the Japanese team's bench at this time, clasped his hands, tilted his head slightly to the right, pillowed it on top, and made a sleeping posture.

She raised her eyebrows lightly, as if she were a winner.

Countless media pointed their cameras at her and focused their flashlights on her delicate face, recording the moment.

She couldn't quite hear what she said, but her mouth shape looked like... Good night?

That's right, good night.

The corners of Song Zhi's mouth curled up, and his eyes were full of ridicule.

The corners of her mouth with blood oozing out and the large bruise on her arm all showed the dirty tricks of the R national team during the game.

Song Zhi was never a good-tempered person, and would avenge him on the spot.

At this moment, speaking out the word "good night" with her blood-stained lips was her most powerful reply.

Although the other party was unwilling to do so, in order to save face, he still gave a forced smile and said something apologetic, even though it was full of hypocrisy.

Song Zhicai ignored these arrogant exchanges and turned around to walk towards his teammates.

"MVP, MVP, MVP"

Her teammates shouted MVP and greeted their hero with applause.

The leader was He Huihui.

With her height of 205 centimeters, He Huihui plays the center position in the team.

In this game, she used her oppressive height to grab a lot of rebounds for the team, living up to her title of "rebound king".

In the game, she is also the strongest supporter of her own ball frame.

Song Zhi high-fived them and was unexpectedly lifted high.

"1, 2, 3".Following the reading, Song Zhi was thrown into the air.Every time she fell, the hands under her body could catch her steadily.

Song Zhi raised a smile and cheered together with them, enjoying the joy of victory.

Throwing it higher and higher, the feeling of weightlessness made her feel itchy.

"Okay, okay, put me down quickly." Song Zhi said hurriedly, fearing that their arms would be injured.

Soon, she was gently lowered to the ground.

"He Huihui!" A young man's voice came from the family table.

Everyone looked towards the source of the sound, and saw a handsome man holding a large bouquet of blue gypsophila in his hand and waving towards it.

He Huihui's face suddenly turned red, and she no longer looked like she was desperately trying to grab a rebound under the basket.

"Huihui, why don't you introduce your new family members to us?" Wen Can gently patted He Huihui's butt, deliberately teasing her.

Wen Can is the No. 3 member of the dream team. No gossip can escape her eyes. She is affectionately called "Daoshi Wen" in the team, and she is responsible for all gossip.

Another characteristic of her is that she loves to touch other people's butts.

Except for Song Zhi, everyone else in the team has been attacked by her to some extent.

As for Song Zhi, according to Wen Can himself, "I don't dare to touch the tiger's butt unless I don't want this hand anymore. Every time I want to take action, the captain looks at me like that, and I can be canceled for the season in minutes."

After Wen Can finished speaking, he shuddered a few times.

He Huihui had obviously been used to it for a long time. She swatted Wen Can's hand away and rolled her eyes at her.

"Dead pervert."

"We haven't been together for long. I'll take him to treat you to dinner some other time."

After saying this, she ran towards the boy, indeed like a girl in love.

"Look, he values ​​sex over friends." Everyone joked and laughed.

Song Zhi laughed with them, but there was an inappropriate loneliness in his eyes.

Her eyes had been fixed on the bunch of stars from the beginning, and she was actually in a trance.

When was the last time you saw gypsophila?

It seemed like five years ago. It was their second day together.

In the UW gymnasium, Song Zhi scored the winning goal and won her first championship in college.

There was endless applause in the gym. Her attention was on the man holding the blue baby's breath, and she couldn't bear to leave.

Their eyes met, love intertwined in their eyes.Song Zhi didn't care about celebrating with his teammates and rushed towards him.

"Song Zhi, here you go." 19-year-old Jiang Yu didn't know how to express love with sweet words. He held the flowers in his hands and presented them sincerely.

Song Zhi's eyes gradually became misty, and through the haze she could only see the slightly red tips of the boy's ears opposite her.

She walked closer to Jiang Yu step by step and buried her head in his chest.The unique fragrance of his body occupied the song branches. She liked this smell, it could be said that she was obsessed with it, like the pine wood after snow, which made her intoxicated.

Jiang Yu's body trembled, his whole body tensed up, and his protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down.

The dizzy wetness in his chest suddenly spread to the bottom of his heart. Feeling that something was wrong with the person in his arms, he hugged her tighter and gently stroked Song Zhi's hair with his hands.

"What's wrong, don't you like this bouquet of flowers? If you don't like it, I'll buy another one. I just thought the bouquet of flowers suits you well, so..." Jiang Yu spoke with panic.

"This is the most beautiful flower I have ever seen. I like it very much. Thank you Jiang Yu."

Song Zhi raised her head and took the flower like a treasure. It was the first time she received her own flower.

From that time on, blue became her favorite color.

It's not that Song Zhi has never seen flowers. On the contrary, when she was a child, there were flowers of various colors and types in her home, but they all represented the love of her biological parents for her half-daughter. She couldn't get even half of the petals. The same goes for her parents' love, not even half of it belongs to her.

(End of this chapter)