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

Chapter 31 031: The shadow of Jiangyu
The voice was cold and there was no emotion at all.

Everyone lowered their heads, for fear that they would be remembered by her if they met her eyes. They were all secretly cursing the gangster sister for showing off such a big score. Of course, except for the main character in the last row who was not afraid of anything for two days. .

Song Zhi and Jiang Yu looked at each other, with a mocking smile on their lips.

"She is the gangster sister you call me."

I thought Jiang Yu would react after hearing this, but unexpectedly he still had a gentle smile on his face and patiently listened to what she had to say.

Not interesting.Song Zhi thought to himself and turned his attention to the others, pretending to stay.

Those in the audience who had mentioned this title were even more panicked, especially Li Nian, who was the first and the one who cheered the most. He frantically recited in his heart: God bless her, she won’t remember me.

"Hahaha, our classmate Song Zhi is still very humorous. We are all good children with excellent academic performance. The teacher hopes that the classmates can get along well with each other." Teacher Jiang only thought she was joking and teased her, trying to help her. Save your image.

The inner OS of those students in Weapon Launching Class 1: Excellent in both character and academics?Teacher, are you okay?Wake up quickly, don’t be deceived by her appearance, do you know how dangerous it is to stand next to her!Run away!
Song Zhi didn't appreciate his feelings, ignored him, and went straight back to his seat.

"I believe everyone has a preliminary understanding of each other." He raised his arm and glanced at the watch on his wrist, "It's getting late and everyone is tired today. Let's go back and rest first. Jiang Yu will stay for a while. "

The class meeting ended at 08:30 in the evening, and three or five roommates returned to the dormitory together with the chirping of cicadas in summer.

Under the bright moonlight, a tall figure walked towards the basketball court in the corner, carrying a backpack behind him.

The lights were dim, but Song Zhi's appearance was like a summer firefly, lighting up the stadium.

She changed from her usual numbness and laziness. At this time, she seemed to have found a sense of belonging. The emotions in her eyes fluctuated. She opened the bag neatly and took out a No. [-] ball with one hand.

The moment she touched the ball, her eyes finally brightened. She dribbled the ball leisurely, and the basketball switched back and forth between her left and right feet as her arms and upper body turned.

The ball seemed to be spiritual, bouncing up and down between the palm of her hand and the ground.

Song Zhi dribbled the ball to the free throw line and patted it twice. Then the five fingers of his right hand naturally spread apart, and the palm of his hand was free. He held the ball with the fingers and heels, his left hand gently held the upper left side of the ball, and his right arm was bent from the elbow. , place the ball in front of and above your right shoulder.Stand with your feet forward and backward, and bend your knees.

She stared intently at the basket, pushed her calves slightly to exert force, pushed her right arm forward and upward, pushed the ball hard with her fingers, and then pressed her wrist, her posture was graceful like a work of art.

The basketball is thrown softly, leaving a beautiful parabola in the air.

"Pop." The sound of the basketball grazing the net was pleasant to the ear. She completed a hollow goal without touching the basket at all, which was perfect.

Song Zhi did not show complacency. After all, she had experienced the same goal countless times.

She trotted to the basket, picked up the ball, and returned to the free throw line to shoot. She made a total of fifty shots, fifty-for-fifty.

Then she dribbled to the three-point line.

The free throw line on the basketball court refers to the straight line parallel to the backboard on the basketball court. The distance to the center of the basket is about 4.225 meters. Once the opponent commits a specific foul against you during the game, you will get a free throw opportunity. Shooting on that line, a goal is worth one point, and that line is called the free throw line.

The three-point line is an arc on the basketball court. According to the National Basketball Association, the distance between the three-point line and the center of the basket is 7.25 meters. In a five-on-five game, a ball shot outside this line is considered Three points, and a ball shot inside the line or on the line is considered two points, so it is called the three-point line.

It is very difficult for a girl to shoot a goal from beyond the three-point line. She not only needs great accuracy, but also strong arm and leg strength.

Song Zhi possesses both of these two points and can integrate them perfectly.She stood on the far left side of the arc, holding the ball in her right hand, and did the same thing again.The only difference was that she jumped off the ground after kicking off her lower body, giving her a boost and also shooting a three-pointer, which was easy for her.

After scoring five consecutive goals from the same position, she took a step to the right along the arc and also made five consecutive shots.

Soon, she reached the far right side of the arc. When she was about to take off with the ball, she felt a heartbreaking pain in her abdomen.

The ball had been released, but Song Zhi did not control the force well. It bounced off the backboard and flew in the opposite direction to Song Zhi.

Song Zhi covered his abdomen with a trickle of sweat on his forehead. He watched the basketball rolling further away and wanted to stop it, but was powerless.

The basketball rolled onto the road, and a boy happened to pass by. Song Zhi raised his head weakly and saw Zhang's familiar face.

It is Jiangyu.

"Handsome guy, pick up the ball." Song Zhi weakly shouted in the direction of Jiangyu.

This is an unwritten rule common to all major basketball players. If you want someone to pick up the ball for you, if you want someone to help you pick up the ball, if you are a boy, you will call him handsome guy, and if you are a girl, you will call him beautiful guy.

Song Zhi has never yelled like this. She hates contact with others. She even doesn't want her basketball to be touched by others, so she always picks up the ball by herself.What's more, with her accuracy, it rarely happens that the ball rolls away.

But for Jiang Yu, she found that she was not as resistant to him as she was to others, and even wanted to explore him more deeply.

The explanation she gave herself was the inexplicable feeling of familiarity.

After Jiang Yu left the classroom, he kept thinking about what Jiang Jianfeng said. He didn't notice that the road he was walking was next to the basketball court, nor did he notice that a basketball was approaching him.

After hearing a familiar voice, he came back to his senses. The distance between the round basketball at his feet gradually shortened, and finally stopped at his feet.

hum-

A burst of tinnitus penetrated his brain, and Jiang Yu froze there, his whole body frozen, not daring to move a step.

"Jiang Yu, when I grow up, I want to join the national team and win glory for the country!"

"The patient may not be able to do strenuous exercise again in his life."

"Jiang Yu, this is not your fault, don't blame yourself too much."

These words kept intertwining in his mind, and self-blame and guilt entangled him like demons. The basketball triggered the rewind button of the movie, and the dazzling headlights eight years ago can still dazzle the movie eight years later. Jiangyu.

Song Zhi waited for a while and saw that Jiang Yu's back was turned to him, but he was just standing with no intention of helping to pick up the ball. His expectant heart returned to calm again.

A handsome guy shouted in vain.

The pain in Song Zhi's abdomen finally subsided. She strode to the road, turned sideways to Jiang Yu, and bent down to pick up the basketball.

As soon as she turned her head, Song Zhi was shocked by the panic and fear in Jiang Yu's eyes. She had never seen him so overwhelmed.

Just because of a basketball that doesn't move?
(End of this chapter)