Chapter 1: Basketball is not a sport for one person!

　　 "You keep up with him! Don't let him catch the ball again!"
　　 A middle-aged man in a suit was yelling at the side of the court. He commanded his players angrily, wishing he would rush to the court.
　　 This man is Wang Lin, the head coach of the China University Affiliated Squadron, but now he has lost his usual calm and calmness. Because his team is about to lose the game.
　　 On the court is the National High School Men’s Basketball Championship. The defending champion Huada High School will face the little-known Shudu No.9 High School.
　　 The winning championship, the three consecutive high school league championships, and the birth of another dynasty team, have fallen into trouble. It wasn't because of arrogantly underestimating the enemy, as a prestigious champion coach, Wang Lin would not make such low-level mistakes. The culprit responsible for all this is the No. 8 player in Rongcheng No. 9 Middle School.
　　 How do you describe this player! It's weird. As a minute, the physical fitness is not outstanding, the breakthrough ability is very poor, and the defense is at the air level. It stands to reason that such a player can't play in the high school league, but this person has two perverted abilities that make him the most dazzling star on the field.
　　 One is a master run without the ball. He has been running since he was on the court. Either run with people, or run after them. It is as if a machine is installed in the body, and it will not be tired. The people who guarded him had changed several times, and he was running all over the court one by one, so tired.
　　With this talent, isn't it good for you to practice long-distance running! What's the effort on the basketball court!
　　 If only one can run, the key is that this person can still vote! Within one meter of the three-point line, the hit rate reached 50%! What is this concept? Those marksmen who resounded through the NBA, only shot 40% from three points. Even if it's because of the defensive intensity, it can't be compared, but it's shocking among a group of high school students.
　　The sharp three-pointer and the abnormal running without the ball are a perfect match. In this game, no matter how he defends, he can always use running to find a chance to shoot. In his eyes, it means there is no defense.
　　 "Huh!"
　　 three points into the net, and the clear sound was transmitted to everyone's ears through the loudspeaker, causing a burst of cheers. There is still half of the game, the points difference breaks through 20, the victory is set!
　　 There will be no more miracles, after all, the person who creates the miracles is not here.
　　The people in the High School Affiliated to China University are very disappointed. Especially Wang Lin, as a coach, did not lose to the opponent tactically, and the on-the-spot command also had the upper hand, but he still lost the game.
　　 He looked at An Luo, who was running non-stop, and felt quite uneasy. This kind of player who can rely on his own power is what every coach desires, but if it appears in the opponent's hands, it will be a disaster.
　　 He couldn't help thinking of DeRozan's words: If we had James, we could win. It really speaks his heart. That number 8 is James of this game!
　　 "Beep...beep..."
　　 In the long whistle of the referee, this year's high school league came to an end and Rongcheng No. 9 Middle School won the championship. No one thought that this dark horse would fall to the end and become the final winner.
　　 The stadium has become a sea of ​​joy, and fans of that team enjoy this pure happiness.
　　 The players of the Ninth Middle School hugged An Luo, and they knew how difficult it is to get to this point. Starting from the lowest level of the league, playing up one level at a time, no one is optimistic about them. Everyone feels that they are just lucky, picking up the soft persimmon, as long as they encounter a strong team, they will show up. But they didn't say anything, and used victory after victory to tell those people that they depended on strength. Starting today, they can proudly tell everyone with their breasts: We are the champions!
　　Many people cried while holding a smile, and cried and laughed again! Teenagers who love basketball are as cute as you can't imagine!
　　 An Luo is happiest in his heart. He never thought he would stand on this field and use his abilities to help the team win. It feels like a drug, once you experience it, you will become addicted.
　　 If it were placed a year ago, if there was no such accident, An Luo would not have the opportunity or ability to play in this kind of league. He was originally a guy on paper, on the court, but at a beginner level.
　　 An Luo will always remember that day, that dusk, that basketball court that was dyed red by the sunset.
　　 and the old man with silver hair.
　　 "My kid, you played too stinky!"
　　 As if all stories are the same, the beginning is not good. An Luo followed the voice and looked at it. An old man in sportswear had gray hair but looked very energetic. He sat on the recliner by the basketball court and looked at An Luo. Naturally, he made this very rude voice.
　　 An Luo ignored him and continued to practice layup.
　　 "It's too bad! You don't want to fight anymore! Those little dolls with runny noses are better than you!"
Hey! This old guy! Do it if you have nothing to do, right? Don't take your grandson at home, don't go to the square dance, run here to meet people!
　　 "I love it! Uncle!"
　　 An Luo yelled at the old man, thinking: What am I doing to you? Want you to laugh at me! It may not be too bad to play! This old melon skin!
　　 "Are you willing? Hey! Have been playing here alone for a long time, are you happy? Basketball is not played alone!"
Ha ha! Am I happy?
　　 Father’s happiness you can’t imagine!
　　 But An Luo really wants to go to those stadiums and play with other people. The reason why I play in this small remote court alone is just because I'm too culinary.
　　 On the court, food is the original sin.
　　 An Luo doesn't want to be ashamed, but he loves basketball, so this small court has become his home court.
　　 "Come on! Old man! Come and teach me how to play basketball! See you are awesome!"
　　An Luo is also a tiger! I'm not afraid that the old man would break his waist and ruin him. But he just said casually.
　　 But then, An Luo was so shocked that his eyes fell out!
　　 This old man has really come here. Looks like that, he has a strong skill and he is not at all lost to the young man!
　　 "Get it!" The old man stretched out his hand and asked for the ball.
　　 "Can you do it? Uncle!" An Luo beat a drum in his heart, maybe this old guy really has two hands!
　　 "Get it!" He suddenly reached out and cut off An Luo's basketball. Then he crossed his hands on the spot and drove it a few times, throwing the ball forward and high, and his calf rushed into the paint area. Then the old man jumped, opened his right hand, stretched out to the sky, just to receive the falling basketball, UU read www.uukanshu.com and then smashed the ball to the basket.
　　 "bang~"
　　 The ball hits the edge of the basket and it dunks!
　　 is a little embarrassing, but this old man is too abnormal! An Luo ran over quickly, because he saw the old man ran over again and picked up the basketball. He was probably planning to do it again.
　　 At this age, it’s still so vigorous, if it breaks somewhere!
　　 "Okay! Alright! You're amazing! You're amazing!" An Luo snatched the basketball over, took the old man back to the chair he was sitting in, and squashed his mouth:
　　 "Your old man is sitting here, no one told you not to jump around when you are old?"
　　 Having said that, An Luo has to admit that this old man is a powerful character! He is also a little envious. If he has such a physical quality, he doesn't need to stay alone in this small stadium.
　　 "Hey! I'm too old to jump anymore! Such a ball can smash!"
　　 Is this what people say! How high do you want to jump? Do you think you are only twenty?
　　 There is nothing to tell him, An Luo returned to the court holding the basketball. No matter what the food, basketball will not laugh at him!
　　 "Hey! Boy, do you want to play basketball?"
　　 Isn’t this nonsense!
　　 If it weren't for the reality is too hard, An Luo would like to hold a basketball for a lifetime! He has a dream, perhaps it is more appropriate to say it is fantasy, and that is to become an NBA player.
　　 But he never mentioned it to anyone. It's good to know it yourself, why be ridiculed in vain.
　　 "I play basketball every day! Still have to think?"
　　 "You are not called playing basketball!"
"Why not?"
　　 "Basketball is not a sport for one person!"