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

048 The new people in the world chase away the old ones

"You can't compete with me when you come up! I'm still counting on her to help me win the championship."

Wang Pengcai hurriedly waved his hand. This was a big deal that he finally invited.

"Teacher Wang, which one do you think she will choose between the provincial team and the school team?"

Zhang Yuwei raised her eyes, folded her hands in front of her chest, and asked.

Wang Pengcai opened his mouth slightly, then closed it again, and was speechless for a moment.

"Beep-"

"The next round begins." He skipped the topic hastily.

Next it was time for Song Zhi's personal performance.

She held the ball with both hands, lowered her right shoulder, and pushed it forward against Zhang Ping's chest.

Not only did Zhang Ping have long legs, but her arms also reached an astonishing length when they were spread out, stretching out to block Song Zhi's head.

Song Zhi couldn't take action.

She made a back move and passed the ball from the right back to the left back. She firmly controlled the ball with her left hand and made a stabbing step to the left front.

Although Zhang Ping was tall, her movements were slow. When she moved sideways, her two feet stumbled together and she almost fell.

Song Zhi seemed to be waiting for her intentionally and stood there for a moment.

When Zhang Ping returned to Song Zhi, before she could stand firmly, Song Zhi took a step back and took a step back with her right leg.

He stood on the outside edge of the three-point line, stabilized his body, and looked directly at the basket.

The next second, his knees were slightly bent, his feet kicked off the ground, and he took off. His whole body was suspended in the air, and his black clothes rose up, revealing his slender waistline.

When she reached the highest point, she stretched her right arm diagonally upwards, flicked the basketball with her right fingers, and then pressed her wrist, all in one movement.

The ball flies in the air at a high arc and targets the basket.

No matter how tall Zhang Ping is, she can't hit such a high ball.

"Shh-"

The ball passed the net and went hollow into the frame.

A beautiful three-pointer!

Song Zhi landed steadily, and the ball followed.

She dusted her clothes without any expression on her face. After all, this was just a basic operation for her.

"Damn it! Step back for a three-pointer! She can even do this."

"Nonsense, it was obvious from the moment she took on that tall guy that she is not an ordinary person."

……

Everyone was stunned. Even the members of the eighth group stopped warming up and gathered around to watch Song Zhi's extraordinary performance.

In the next round, Song Zhi will still attack.

With her elegant steps, she easily passed Zhang Ping. She was still four meters away from the basket. She held the ball with both hands, took a big step forward with her right foot, then slightly shortened her steps with her left foot and took another step. Then he jumped up, holding the ball in his right hand, ready for a layup.

Zhang Ping suddenly appeared in front of her, stretched out his long arm, and blocked the road in front of her.

Song Zhi remained calm, without any panic. She tightened her abdominal core and changed her position in the air, from the right side of the basket to the left side.

Basketball also changed from the right hand to the left hand.

What a mid-air disguise and mid-air change of hands!

This requires extremely strong core strength.

Song Zhi hooked his left wrist and flicked his fingers. The ball grazed the backboard and then bounced into the basket accurately.

After finishing all this, Song Zhi ignored Zhang Ping who was standing blankly, patted the dust on his hands, turned around slowly, pulled the corners of his clothes, and straightened his clothes.

There was a lot of noise around her, and they were all amazed by her operation, but she was like an outsider, lowering her head and leaving the venue silently, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

As soon as he reached the midfield, Song Zhi was blocked by someone.

She walked to the right, and the man moved to the right. She walked to the left, and the man continued to follow.

Song Zhi pursed his lips and raised his head, meeting the man's gaze.

"Your name is...Song Zhi, right?" Zhang Yuwei stood in front of her and asked with a smile.

"Yeah." Song Zhi looked at her with a cold expression.

"When did you start playing basketball?" Zhang Yuwei then asked.

Song Zhi's eyes showed impatience: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"I would like to invite you to join the provincial team."

Zhang Yuwei is not annoyed, after all, no talented person can have a strange personality.

She spoke straightforwardly, completely ignoring the livid Wang Pengcai beside her.

"I'm not going." Song Zhi answered more straightforwardly, raising his feet to leave.

Zhang Yuwei was stunned. She didn't expect to be rejected, and she didn't expect to be rejected so quickly. After all, this was an opportunity that no one could ask for. "You don't need to answer so quickly, think about it later." Zhang Yuwei took a step back, and the smile on his face was a little stagnant.

Song Zhi was silent for a few seconds, pretending to think, and then said coldly: "I won't go."

The tone was the same as the first rejection.

"Can I know the reason?" Zhang Yuwei was still blocking her face.

Song Zhi frowned slightly, wondering if this person was finished or not. He had already followed her wishes and considered what else to do.

"I don't like the small provincial team."

Song Zhi said it very calmly, but he didn't know the weight of his words.

A small provincial team? ? ?Don't like it? ?
The corners of Zhang Yuwei's mouth twitched.If the provincial team is still small, then there will only be...

She smiled suddenly.

"Then I wish you everything you want."

Everyone has ambitions, but I don’t know how far she can go.

"Thank you." Song Zhi replied politely and then left.

Zhang Yuwei looked at her back, raised her hand and touched her chin, an intriguing smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Her future path is limitless."

"Who says it's not?" Wang Pengcai's face was full of pride, he was indeed the one he liked.

Zhang Yuwei pondered for a moment and said, "It's just this indifferent temperament... that will become her biggest obstacle in the future."

"Don't worry, I'm here and I will help her clear the obstacles. When the time comes, you, the front-runner, will be knocked down."

"Hahahahahaha."

They laughed together.

"The new people in the world are chasing the old ones, and I am not as good as her."

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The rest of the game was just mediocre and nothing to watch. It was commonly known as the rookies pecking each other.

—

"Next, I'll report everyone's scores, ranking them from high to low."

Wang Pengcai held the points table in his hand and said seriously.

The chattering sounds disappeared immediately, and everyone had different expressions.

Most of the people with drooped heads and curled lips are people who have not won a few games and know that they are unlikely to be selected.

Those who stare at the score table with bright eyes, wishing to poke holes in it, are those who have won a few games and are expected to be selected.

Only Song Zhi stood at the end, playing with his fingers in boredom.

"No.1 Song Zhi, 50 points."

When Song Zhi heard this, he hissed and frowned slightly.

Nothing else, just a hangnail next to my fingernail that was accidentally pulled out and bled.

"No.1 Li Muzi, 50 points."

As soon as these words came out, Song Zhi finally reacted and looked at the shortest girl in the crowd with a little more playfulness in his eyes.

"There are two first place players. I really want to see who will win in a duel between them."

Someone in the crowd said this.

"You must be Song Zhi, hello, I'm Li Muzi"

Li Muzi walked to her side, stretched out his hand, and showed a big smile on his face.

Song Zhi placed his hand gently on it.

"Hello."

"We will be teammates from now on, that's great! I just watched your game, it was amazing."

Li Muzi said sincerely.

"You too." Song Zhi withdrew his hand.

She rarely praises someone unless that person is really outstanding.

"No. 3 Zhang Ping, 40 points." Wang Pengcai continued to report.

"It's the tall one. She seems to have only lost to you. But it's also true that such a tall person is scared standing in front of me. I really want to compete with her."

Li Muzi said he was afraid, but his eyes shone with anticipation.

"She is no match for you."

(End of this chapter)