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

040: Chollima's Bole appears

"you"

"you"

The two of them spoke at the same time and paused at the same time, both waiting for the other's next words.

Their eyes met and they stared at each other with complicated expressions.

"You speak first."

Jiang Yu said softly.

"Why?" Song Zhi raised his eyes, and the waves in his eyes could hardly be hidden.

"Ok?"

The surroundings were very noisy and Jiang Yu didn't hear clearly.He took a step closer to Song Zhi and listened.

"Why did you break the appointment?"

This question has been lingering in her mind for 11 years, and now she finally has the opportunity to ask it.

It’s not that we’ve agreed to it for the rest of our lives, so why are I left alone again, but it’s really childlike?

Jiang Yu raised his hand, wanting to caress the top of her head like he did when he was young.

Song Zhi quickly stepped back, keeping a distance from him, and looked at him coldly, with words written all over his face: Don't touch me.

Jiang Yu retracted his hand, slowly put it to his side, and spoke slowly.

"It was almost 10:30 when I got home that night. My dad was standing at the door with big and small bags behind him. That's when I knew we were moving again." The voice was deep, like telling a long-standing story.

"The nature of his work at that time was very special. Together with my grandfather, he developed new important weapons for the country, and obtained a lot of important data. As a result, he had a lot of national secrets. You can never imagine how many spies from other countries have been there. Secretly watching my house. There are always many well-trained soldiers standing at the door of our house to protect our lives. But there are always fish that slip through the net. We live under threats every day. Only by constantly moving, Changing places can bring you a sense of security. That's why I couldn't tell you my name at that time."

Jiang Yu smiled bitterly.

"A few years later, I went there to look for you, but I was told that you had moved away."

He silently paid attention to Song Zhi's reaction, and his pair of bright eyes as clear as a deep pool showed an indelible sadness.

Song Zhi's eyes dimmed, and the previous blame was gone.

In those years, Song Jianguo became obsessed with gambling, his temperament changed drastically, and he lost all his family property. The house was mortgaged, and they were forced to move out of that place.

"I've said all that needs to be said, you..." he trailed off, "If you still recognize me as your brother, just call me. I will still keep my previous promise."

Song Zhi's heart trembled, he moved his lips and whispered two words.

"Stupid."

She quickly turned her back and walked out, her breathing becoming rapid, and the throbbing in her heart was really hard to suppress.

"Songzhi."

Jiang Yu stopped her and stared at her back with eyes full of inquiry.

"What have you experienced in these years?"

Jiang Yu wondered what kind of experience could make a person who was once so innocent become so numb and inhumane.

A flash of pain flashed through Song Zhi's eyes, and he paused before continuing to walk forward.

Why do I always meet him when I am most embarrassed? When will he leave me this time?
"Do you remember what I said?"

"I said, I will protect you for the rest of my life. So let me help you share the burden as your brother, okay?"

Seeing Song Zhi's figure getting further and further away, Jiang Yu raised his voice.

The people around him all looked at her. If it hadn't been for the last "brother", they would have thought that someone was confessing his love in public in the cafeteria.

11 years have passed, and things have changed. How much of what Tongyanwuji said in his childhood are true?
Song Zhi raised the corner of his mouth in self-mockery and walked away quickly. He was past the age of dreaming.

"I finally found you. I just ate a big melon, and someone actually got into a fight in the cafeteria in public!"

Zhou Ziyu put his hand on Jiang Yu's shoulder and spoke ill of him in front of the person involved.

"I have to say that today's young people are really young and energetic. Can they all learn from our Jiangyu family? How gentle and gentle it would be, don't you think so?"

He hit Jiang Yu with his elbow and said on his face: See me praising you, come and praise me.

"Idiot." Jiang Yu glanced at him and then stepped out.

"Hey, I praise you and you still scold me, aren't you a human being? Wait for me!"

While Zhou Ziyu was complaining, he didn't forget to follow quickly.

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Song Zhi was upset by Jiang Yu's appearance and vented his anger on the basketball board.

"Duang", the basketball board was hit again and shook, making a loud noise.

"Little girl, why are you so angry?" A loud voice came from behind Song Zhi.

"none of your business."

Song Zhi didn't even look at who the person was, he was immersed in practicing shooting, as if he would be pushed back even if he came. "boom."

She took another shot, and as expected, the ball bounced off the backboard. By coincidence, it fell into the man's hands.

"How can you make a shot if you are so angry?" He spoke again.

Song Zhi was already impatient. He frowned and turned around, wanting to return the ball.

I saw that man standing in the midfield, shooting easily.

The ball moves very fast, leaving an arc in the air.

Song Zhi's eyes followed the trajectory of the ball.

"Snapped--"

The sound of a basketball hitting the net and entering the frame is also what Song Zhi thinks is the most beautiful sound in the world.

A very beautiful hollow ball.

This man's release point is very high, a typical two-stage shot.

The two-stage shooting is to raise the ball to the height of the head, put the elbows in the shooting posture, and then continue to push up the knees and ankles to drive the entire body up, and when it reaches the highest point, the shot is released.

He did it perfectly.

not to mention.
Song Zhi looked at the position where he was shooting. It was in the center of the entire basketball court, a full 13.85 meters away from the basket. Ordinary people shooting in this place would not even be able to touch the frame, let alone score a hollow ball.

Even Song Zhi is not guaranteed to score.

This man is a master.

Song Zhi couldn't help but look at him twice.

He is estimated to be in his early forties, about 1.8 meters tall, with a tall and tall figure but looks a little thin, and a serious look between his brows.

"Little girl, how about a duel?" He straightened his body and walked towards Song Zhi, looking upright.

"Okay." Song Zhi ran to pick up the ball under the backboard.

She never liked to fight in single combat with others. After all, few people could beat her. It was really boring.

But the person in front of him was different. Song Zhi could feel that he was powerful and worthy of fighting.

"Who attacks first?" Song Zhi held the ball with one hand and walked up to him.

"You go first, let me see your strength."

"Okay." Song Zhi was not humble.

Duel, as the name suggests, is a one-on-one game.

Divided into defensive and offensive sides.

Song Zhi was the attacker at this time, standing outside the three-point line, and the man was the defender, standing inside the three-point line, and the two stood face to face.

The man takes the ball, then hits the ground and passes it to Song Zhi. This is a serve. After Song Zhi receives the ball, the one-on-one begins.

Song Zhi held the ball in both hands and looked at him firmly, full of desire to win.

She lowered her center of gravity, stretched out her right leg, and stabbed hard to the right, keeping her left foot still.

The man moved in the direction of the stabbing on her right leg.

Song Zhi quickly retracted his right leg, tilted his body to the left, and dribbled the ball lower. He slightly turned his body to the left to separate the basketball from the man. Then he dribbled the ball quickly toward the basket, leaving the basket. There are still three or four steps to go and he holds the ball firmly, takes two big steps forward, and takes off on the third step, holding the ball in his left hand.

The next second, the basketball left his hand and scored steadily.

"A very good triple threat." The man cast an approving look.

Song Zhi frowned, with a hint of displeasure on his delicate face.

"Be careful."

She could feel that the man was letting go, and she was not receiving the intensity that a normal defense should have.

"Okay." The corners of the man's lips curled up slightly.

Since Song Zhi scored the goal, she was the one to attack in the second round.

At first, she still used the triple threat, hoping to use fake moves to deceive the opponent again.

But after being fooled once, will you be fooled a second time in a row?Unless that person is a fool.

The man was very close, not giving Song Zhi a chance to make fake moves or leaving any space for shooting.

Song Zhi dribbled the ball left and right, trying to find a chance to get past him.

Song Zhi first dribbled the ball to the right, attracting him to the right, and then suddenly switched the ball to his left hand.

It's now!

(End of this chapter)