When passing by the market, Wan Feng would stop from time to time to chat with this person and that person, so when he got home, Luan Feng had already prepared dinner and was waiting for him.
After dinner, Luan Feng scratched his head.
"What's wrong with you? Do you have lice?"
"I want to go for a bike ride. I'll just go to the brick factory square and ride, okay?"
This woman is really addicted to cars, which is normal. Everyone is particularly addicted when they first learn to ride a bike or drive.
Seeing that Wan Feng had no objection, Luan Feng went out happily.
Wan Feng got up and sat in his grandma's room for a while, reminding her to take the medicine on time.
My uncle hasn't come back yet. He seems to be coming home later and later lately. Has he become corrupt? That would be courting death.
Wan Feng stayed at his grandmother's house for a while and then went out. He was worried that Luan Feng would go to the brick factory to ride the car. If he didn't watch over her, this clumsy woman might hug the pile of bricks again.
But when I passed the basketball court, I saw the hustle and bustle on the court and turned in.
On the court, it was still the foreign manufacturers' team stationed in the Wahou market against the Wahou team.
The foreign manufacturer's team was made up of old veterans in their twenties and thirties. The group of youngsters at the back of the depression were full of energy but lacked experience, and were once again defeated.
The people behind the depression fought with others every day, but they were always defeated.
If there hadn't been an order prohibiting fighting, these popular people in the depression would have started a fight long ago.
Seeing the guys behind the depression playing basketball in a standard way, Wan Feng shook his head secretly, thinking that this is not how basketball is played.
The bearded guy on the other side played very dirty, tripping people, raising his elbows, and hitting people with his knees. In just a short while, two people at the back were tripped by him.
These youngsters play too honestly, how can this be acceptable?
When Wan Feng thought of this, he felt a little itchy and asked the referee to ask for a substitution.
"Can you do it? Can you do it?" someone questioned Wan Feng.
Three years ago, when the brick and tile factory just opened and a basketball hoop was brought back from the commune, Wan Feng played basketball once and never played again. After that, many people didn't know that he could play basketball.
"Learn how I play basketball."
When he went on the court, Wan Feng changed into a basketball suit and went on the court wearing a vest and shorts. He fastened his shorts tightly before going on the court.
Even though Wan Feng hadn't appeared in Wahou for several months, the people on the opposite side knew him.
Although Wan Feng is not very old, these guys have been in the Wahou Market for more than half a year, so they naturally know who Wan Feng is.
Opposing Wan Feng was a guy in his thirties with an unshaven beard who looked like a bandit.
Which factory sent this person here? How can we sell the products if we get a bandit here?
"Boss Wan, it turns out you can play ball too?" The bandit laughed and clapped the ball with Wan Feng.
"Brother Hu Zi, aren't you afraid of falling?"
"Fall down? How is that possible? I'm like an iron tower when I stand here. If you don't believe me, come and try it. Let's be clear, if we bump into something on the court, you can't make it difficult for us."
"I know you're in good health, but I'm worried you might fall. Don't trip over your untied shoe."
The shoelaces are untied? Brother Huzi subconsciously lowered his head to look at his feet. Are the shoelaces fine?
At this moment, Wan Feng started a sprint, passed by Hu Zi and snatched the ball from his hand.
With one acceleration, he passed the midfield and the depression, and then a player made a wall-to-wall pass and entered the three-second zone. He raised the ball with both hands and shook the opponent, making him jump, and then he easily shot the ball into the basket.
"Boss Xiao Wan, I didn't expect you to play dirty tricks?" Brother Huzi was a little exasperated.
"Brother Hu Zi, this isn't a dirty trick. This is a tactic. You're a seasoned player, you wouldn't be fooled by a single sentence, right?"
"Hey, next time I'm going to fight you one-on-one!"
"Fight me one-on-one? Have you thought about it? I'm not good at fighting one-on-one."
"I'm going to score over your head."
"Then come on!"
The other side served the ball, and when it reached the front court, Beard Brother asked for the ball and waved his hand, and their players really gave up the court.
Brother Huzi could only wave with one hand because he was holding the ball, but Wan Feng waved with both hands since he had nothing.
He made a disperse gesture with his hands, and the players behind him dispersed outside the three-second zone.
Compare your momentum with me!
Brother Beard brought the ball to Wan Feng and performed some fancy tricks with his two hands, such as switching hands left and right and dribbling between his legs.
Wan Feng didn't move and just stared into Hu Zi's eyes.
As soon as Beard Brother's eyes flashed, he moved his body, took a step to the left and directly blocked Beard Brother's layup route.
Hu Zi turned around, leaned his back against Wan Feng, and turned left and right twice, but was unable to shake off Wan Feng's defense.
This guy simply stopped shaking and used his height and weight to push Wan Fengsheng towards the basket with his buttocks.
This move really worked. Hu Zi pushed back twice and moved one meter closer to the basket.
Just when Hu Zi was enjoying the squeeze, he suddenly burst into laughter. The laughter made him feel relieved, and his eyes became blurred and his hands felt lighter.
No one inside or outside the stadium knew why Hu Zi was laughing so loudly.
Wan Feng grabbed the ball, and before the other players could figure out what was going on, he leaped across midfield. Once he passed the free throw line, he leaped high, raised the ball with one hand, and shot...
Dunk? That's impossible. Wan Feng didn't know if anyone else could dunk at 1.65 meters, but he couldn't do it.
He can only play a floater.
The damn ball actually bounced around the basket and came out. Fortunately, he was quick enough to grab it and shoot it again before it went in.
Damn, I failed at pretending to be awesome!
"Referee, referee, Boss Xiao Wan tickled me and pulled the hair under my armpits!" Hu Zi went to the referee to complain, raising his left arm high, revealing a large patch of armpit hair.
"Did they pull the hair on your armpits? Who told you to have so much hair on your armpits? It's time to go home and shave it!" The referee was from the back of the team, so it would be strange if he paid attention to his complaint.
The referee's words caused the onlookers on the sidelines to burst into laughter.
Brother Huzi is angry, and the consequences are serious.
"I want to play singles with you."
"Still playing singles?" Wan Feng's eyes consciously swept across Hu Zi's armpits.
"You want to pull my armpit hair? This time I'm going to fly over your head."
This time, Brother Huzi rushed over with the ball with great momentum. When he reached Wan Feng, he used his hand to block Wan Feng's body, turned sharply to the left, took a step forward, and passed Wan Feng, then took off into the air.
Brother Huzi was very proud. A young man dared to compete with him, a veteran who had played for more than ten years. Now you know how powerful I am. You are better than me...
Hey! Why is my butt so cold?
The people on the sidelines were already laughing.
Oh my god, who pulled my pants down?
Brother Huzi was confused at this moment. He threw the ball up in a panic, not knowing where it went. He landed on the ground and quickly pulled up his pants.
"Your butt is pretty white!"
Wan Feng grabbed the ball and teased in front of Hu Zi.
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