Ridiculous misunderstanding

"They are here!" Zheng Zhilai patted Yan Yufeng who was concentrating and said.

Yan Yufeng covered his sore eyes and looked in the direction Zheng Zhilai pointed.

Several young men dressed in avant-garde were watching around a computer. Their outfit immediately made Yan Yufeng feel like they had become acquaintance. What a guy, he looked the same as the person in the streetball video I just watched.

Yan Yufeng walked over and stood beside them. These teenagers who looked similar to them were not very tall, and they seemed to be about 1.75 meters tall. Yan Yufeng stood beside them and felt condescending.

A young man suddenly felt the light suddenly dim. He turned his head and saw Yan Yufeng behind him at a glance. With Yan Yufeng's height of 1.87 meters, the boy immediately frightened him and shouted, "What are you doing?"

Yan Yufeng smiled at him and said, "Hello!"

The other teenagers immediately turned their heads, and the only teenager with a green hoop on his head standing in front of the computer turned around, looking at Yan Yufeng with a look of alertness, "Is there anything wrong?"

Yan Yufeng felt their hostility and explained: "That's right. I was watching streetball video just now. I heard you like it too, so I came over to say hello!"

"Oh, that's how it is!" The young man immediately calmed down and stretched out and said, "Hello, my name is Fang Xiang!"

"Hello! My name is Yan Yufeng!" Yan Yufeng habitually stretched out his right hand and immediately found it. He retreated embarrassedly and stretched out his left hand.

Fang Xiang glanced at Yan Yufeng's right hand covered with bandages and said, "Your hand?"

"I'm injured!" Yan Yufeng replied lightly.

"Do you like street ball too?" Fang Xiang continued to ask. The boy next to him didn't speak. It seemed that Fang Xiang was the boss.

"I just watched it today and fell in love with it. Have you? How long have you been studying it?" Yan Yufeng said in a real way.

"We?" Fang Xiang glanced at his friend next to him and laughed: "It's almost a year!"

"One year? It's been quite long!" Yan Yufeng said in surprise.

"It's short! Street ball has been popular in some places, such as the coastal area of ​​Guangzhou. However, we are one of the first batch of street balls in Beiyang!" Fang Xiang waved his hand and said with a little smugness.

"Beiyang?" Yan Yufeng thought.

"Yes, in Beiyang, we haven't seen anyone playing streetball yet?" a boy next to him shouted.

"Oh!" Yan Yufeng raised his eyebrows.

"By the way, do you know how to play basketball? It would be a pity to see if you don't have the height!" Fang Xiang said while inquiring about Yan Yufeng.

"See some!" Yan Yufeng replied.

"We are going to play basketball now. Do you want to go? There happened to be a team who wanted to play games with us today!" Fang Xiang happily sent an invitation to Yan Yufeng. After all, there are very few people who like streetball now, so it is a good thing to be able to pull one more.

Yan Yufeng nodded and said, "I just happened to want to go and see it too, thank you!"

"What are you grateful for? Come and see how good we are, the first batch of street ball players in Beiyang, haha!" Fang Xiang smiled, and then said to the boy who was talking to the side: "Little Pig, go pay the Internet fee!"

The boy named Pig immediately turned bitter and said, "Boss, why do I always pay the bill every time?"

A young man next to the pig said very well, "Who called your dad Liu Baiwan? Haha!" He said he was following Fang Xiang out.

Yan Yufeng, Fang Xiang and others walked out of the Internet cafe. Zheng Zhilai shouted to Yan Yufeng: "We have time to come in the future, and we haven't talked for a long time!"

Yan Yufeng turned his head, looked at Zheng Zhilai's face that was already showing an old look, nodded with certainty, and said, "I can do it, you can go in, and you still have business to take care of!"

Zheng Zhilai looked at Yan Yufeng again, nodded, and walked back to the Internet cafe.

Fang Xiang glanced at Zheng and said, "The boss is very familiar with you!"

"A friend who forgot his age!" Yan Yufeng nodded and replied.

"Oh, hehe'''!" Fang Xiang laughed and pointed to the next lane No. 23 that was driving here: "Let's go to Chaoyangming Moon Stadium!"

"Chaoyang!" Yan Yufeng said in surprise and immediately asked, "Are you from Chaoyang?"

"No, we are from Hanshan. A group of people from Chaoyangming Moon Stadium challenged our JOS team. We are going to play with them today to see who is the most powerful streetball team in Beiyang!" Fang Xiang said with a deep face.

Yan Yufeng looked at Fang Xiang and the others. They were dressed in a wide-necked, six-point long-sleeved T-shirt, and their lower bodies were full of fat shorts that were over the knees. The shoes were all low-bang shoes. However, the brand was not clearly seen, Yan Yufeng couldn't help but ask, "What shoes?"

"ANT1!" The young man called Xiaozhu immediately took the lead with a look of pride.

"ANT1?" Yan Yufeng was surprised and immediately doubted: "Isn't ANT1 a streetball league? Why do they still sell sneakers!"

Fang Xiang immediately laughed: "Friends, you know too little about ANT1. ANT1 is not only a streetball league organization, but also a brand that belongs to the first level in international sports brands. Clothes, shoes, socks, and they sell them all, and the price is not inferior to Nike and Adidas at all!"

"A brand like Nike and Adidas?" Yan Yufeng was really surprised.

"That's right, no one who plays street ball dreams of wearing ANT1 things. Beiyang is so rubbish. Our shoes are bought by Xiaozhu's father in Guangzhou. Look at Xiaozhu's clothes are ANT1! They are more beautiful than ours!" Fang Xiang said and pointed at Xiaozhu.

The pig cooperated very well, and immediately smiled and turned around to show Yan Yufeng.

The bright red color, wide neckline, has passed the sleeves of the elbows, and the clothes are big and long, almost crossing the entire piece of clothes. It is said that Xiaozhu looks less than 1.75 meters tall, and it really feels a bit funny. Yan Yufeng exclaimed while asking strangely: "Why should the clothes be so fat?"

Fang Xiang did not answer Yan Yufeng's question, but stood on the street and said to a boy next to him: "Monkey, give me the ball!"

Yan Yufeng was a little puzzled, but he didn't say anything, so he took a step back and made way for a clearing.

Fang Xiang took the ball, and was on the sidewalk as if no one was around, and on the streets where people were walking one after another. He was driving the ball. To be honest, he was a basketball expert? You could tell at a glance that Yan Yufeng could see that Fang Xiang was better than him in dribbling. He had a pair of small hands to control the huge basketball as easily as a part of his body.

Fang Xiang suddenly dribbled the ball forward with his right hand, and then rotated his body. He clamped the ball with his right hand and followed his body to rotate, but his left hand lifted his clothes. When Fang Xiang turned around and returned to his original position, Yan Yufeng suddenly found that the ball was gone. After looking closely, he saw that the lower abdomen was already bulging. Fang Xiang, who was still rotating, slapped the ball with his right hand, and the drum actually moved. He turned around Fang Xiang's waist like magic, and finally fell out.

It turned out to be basketball!

Yan Yufeng looked at Fang Xiang standing in front of him, and suddenly there was applause from beside him. He turned around and saw that there were several pedestrians standing next to him, applauding Fang Xiang’s wonderful performance just now.

Fang Xiang looked at Yan Yufeng with a slight smile and said, "If your clothes are not that big, can you do this?"

Yan Yufeng was a little helpless and surprised and said, "I seem to see clearly how this trick was done, but after thinking about it, I can't remember how it was done."

Fang Xiang laughed loudly and said, "We have learned for several months. I will teach you the technique of this move when you have done it!" After saying that, he looked at the bus No. 23 that had already driven away: "Look, I explained it to you, the car has already started, and now I can only wait for the next one!"

"Then during this period, you continue!" Yan Yufeng said. Fang Xiang's move in public just now really made him excited, and the level was much greater than that when he saw a wonderful dunk.

"Haha, street ball is actually very simple. No matter whether you are tall or short, or fast, you can do it. As long as you study hard, practice your feel and various tricks, and you can train more people with others, you will become a street ball master, which is very simple!" Fang Xiang smiled.

"Did that move just now be considered a wrist turn?" Yan Yufeng expressed his questions.

"This '''''''! I don't know. Anyway, the blacks in the video are like this, but I think these moves can only be used in streetball games. I think the referee will definitely brag about the regular games!" Fang Xiang said this, a little embarrassed.

"Oh!" Yan Yufeng said, suddenly recalling the words of Coach Wang Xuechao: There are many extraordinary moves in it, and they will be fouled by the referee in regular competitions, and many are flashy. For example, those of us who want to play games every day, if you learn too much, it will not help you in the future competitions!

So, streetball movements are out of track with regular basketball games, right? Why is this happening when using basketball to exercise? Yan Yufeng is a little confused.

"In my opinion, streetball is a sport with strong viewing and entertainment. It is not difficult and there is no danger of being injured like a game. Everyone plays the ball with a happy mood, communicating with each other's gains to see who can create new tricks! But we are still in the learning stage and we are not qualified to create this thing, haha!" Fang Xiang said this, and smiled with a little self-deprecating smile.

"Everyone just plays the ball? Like us, there are no ones 1.75 meters, the school team doesn't want it. They can't play regular games, and they can play basketball occasionally. After all, our body quality is not so good. I like streetball at a glance. It's not limited to height. As long as you feel good and have more tricks, you can play the other party around. Seeing them in a mess, or even being tricked by you, I feel very happy. A sense of accomplishment rises in my heart." As the pig said, a hint of sacred look appeared on his face.

The monkey beside him slapped him and said with a smile: "Damn, you are pretending to be pure again!"

Before the piglet could set up his pose, he was attacked by a monkey. He was furious and jumped up and shouted to the monkey who had already run away: "Monkey, I want to tear your bones!"

Fang Xiang looked at the two of them with a funny look and said, "Everyone often jokes. We have been together for seven or eight years, haha! Don't joke!"

Yan Yufeng looked at the laughing pig and monkey and said enviously: "No, I want this too, but no one is playing with me!" He said in his heart that he couldn't help but want to come to Sun Ming. It seems that Sun Ming plays the best with him in this world. Alas! I haven't seen anyone else these days, so maybe I'm going to look for MM again!

Fang Xiang was stunned for a moment, looked at Yan Yufeng's expression and felt a little disappointed, and immediately smiled: "Now we are all friends, and we have time to play together in the future. Haha, happy days are coming!"

"Happy days!" Yan Yufeng whispered.

"Oh, the car is here, get on quickly, don't let Mingyue people say we are afraid of death, leave quickly!" Fang Xiang pointed to the next bus No. 23 that was gradually driving closer and greeted everyone.

Everyone got on the bus one after another, and there were not many people in the bus. Yan Yufeng and Fang Xiang sat together. Fang Xiang continued: "Actually, there is something important to play streetball!"

Yan Yufeng was stunned for a moment, showed a careful expression and said, "Which point?"

"Mentality!" Fang Xiang said slowly.

"Mentality?" Yan Yufeng was surprised.

"Yes, mentality, a relaxed and natural heart! When playing streetball, you don't need to be nervous about whether you can pass or deceive the other party. As long as you do the movements, you can do it slowly. If you can't pass the ball the first time, do it again. Even if you can't pass it, it doesn't matter. You need to be happy. It's better to have exciting music next to you. Playing ball with a rhythm is so cool!" Fang Xiang explained to Yan Yufeng with a smile.

Yan Yufeng couldn't help but think of a sentence that Wang Xuechao often said: "You must be serious and serious in playing basketball. You need to take every ball 100% seriously. The attack time is only 24 seconds. There is not much time for you to procrastinate and stick to the ball to play personal skills, pass more balls, pull open the gap, and shoot the ball to score!

What a contradictory and impulsive two sentences!

Yan Yufeng suddenly felt that he had entered a brand new field and suddenly realized that what he had learned was completely different from what he felt now, but they were all the same sport - basketball!

What exactly is this? How do I need to do it? Yan Yufeng became confused.

"Look at the trick I was just playing for you. I was playing for you on the street. You need to be relaxed, generous and easy-going. In fact, you can play street ball everywhere. On the street and in the alley, as long as there is a piece of cement floor, haha!" Fang Xiang continued.

Yan Yufeng immediately remembered Fang Xiang’s performance just now. He was standing on the street. Looking at him so much, he seemed to be like at home, so relaxed and natural. With so many people watching, he finished his movements. What kind of mentality is this? Streetball? A basketball sport that returns to nature!

Yan Yufeng's mind lit up, yes! Returning to the natural basketball sport, no matter what the rules of basketball, as long as you have fun, you play the ball with your wrist, you kick the ball with your feet, and you hold the ball on someone else's head, it doesn't matter. This is a sport, a relaxed, natural and happy basketball sport. What do people who play street ball don't want? I just want to have fun today, OK!

When it is time to play, take it seriously, and when it is time to relax, it is easy and completely relaxed! This is the basketball sport that has been passed down from the United States, a basketball sport that advocates the atmosphere of freedom.

When Yan Yufeng thought of this, he couldn't help but feel relaxed, yes!

Whatever you need! Playing ball is for happiness. Although sometimes you need the desire for victory, the final result of the desire for victory is still to be happy.

The starting point is different, the end point is the same.

Haha! I finally understood! Yan Yufeng couldn't help but laugh.

Fang Xiang, who was beside him, looked at Yan Yufeng who suddenly smiled, couldn't help but be scared and said, "What are you thinking? Suddenly I'm so happy?

"Nothing, I suddenly figured out something just now, haha!" Yan Yufeng said with a smile and refused to answer.

"What's the matter?" Fang Xiang became surprised.
To be continued...