Basketball Myth: Super Guard

Jinyuan Road, community court.

This stadium is bigger than the stadium on Nantong Street. There are two all-field stadiums. They have all plastic floors, tempered glass baskets, lights at night, and auditoriums around them. In the distance, there are flowers and trees, and the environment is better. There are a lot of stadiums on Nantong Street.

Of course, there are many more people.

"Who is the best in this stadium?"

A voice suddenly sounded, causing everyone to stop their movements.

When people looked around, they saw a boy who was about fifteen or sixteen years old, less than 1.8 meters tall, smiling very brightly, standing outside the court with a basketball in his hand, looking at them.

"What does this kid mean?"

"Isn't it here to pick the field?"

"Hey, he's still picking the field, and the food delivery is almost the same."

Some people sneered and didn't care.

Not to mention a fifteen or sixteen-year-old student, even a college student, or an adult who dare not come to this stadium to pick a field. The Jinyuan Road Stadium is well-known throughout the North District with many people and masters.

It was not that no one came to pick the field before, but they all failed.

Nowadays, there are still several jerseys hanging on the fence outside the stadium. It’s not like Qin Hao who captured several jerseys at a time on Nantong Street. A jersey here represents only one person, and it also represents the story of a picking field. , A few jerseys represent a few times.

After just a few times, no one came to pick the field.

After all, everyone is not a fool. Knowing that the stadium of Jinyuan Road is not easy to mess with, many people have been planted, and most people will not come and find it uncomfortable. What a shame if you lose.

So it's been a long time since no one has come to pick the field, not to mention this is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old middle school student. What is this not to be funny?

"Who is the best in this stadium?" The middle school student said again, and said directly: "I'm here to pick the court."

"Oh..."

People were in an uproar, and then they laughed.

This is really to pick the field, not to be funny?

This middle school student is naturally Qin Hao. After the incident on Nantong Street, Qin Hao returned to the old stadium to train, but after that incident, Qin Hao decided to go to other stadiums after training. Of course, he didn't want to occupy the court like the men in hair buns, but he just wanted to be a good player on the club.

Isn't there a saying called "the master is in the folk"?

In fact, before coming to the stadium of Jinyuan Road, Qin Hao had already gone to several community stadiums such as Longwan Street, Pu Caoyuan, Qingshui Park, etc. Although not every time he swept his opponent 10:0, he picked all of them several times. After winning, he left directly after each victory and said that he would not come again in the future.

When someone asked his name, he only gave it a codename-**2.

Well, this is completely Qin Hao's personal evil taste, anyway, they have used the flicker once before, and they are too lazy to change it, just use it a few more times.

"Are you sure, you want to pick the field?" A burly young man in a red vest, 1.85 meters tall and about 20 years old, appeared more and more.

"Of course." Qin Hao nodded, "I'm serious." In order to increase persuasiveness, Qin Hao added: "In fact, I have picked several courses in the past few days. Longwan Street, Cattail Garden, Qingshui Park. ....."

Before he finished speaking, there was an uproar in the crowd.

Someone stared at Qin Hao and exclaimed: "Are you **#2?"

"What** number 2?"

"Don't you know?" Someone immediately explained: "Several courses have been picked these days, and they are all picked by the same person. No one knows his name. Only a code name is left, which is called'* *number 2'."

"what!"

"I picked a few games by myself, hiss..."

After listening to other people's explanations, people couldn't help but breathe in air-conditioning.

Nanwan Street, Cattail Garden, Qingshui Park, and Jinyuan Road, these places belong to the North District of Yuyang City, and the entire North District, these courses are very famous. Some people walked between several courts and naturally heard some news. They just looked at Qin Hao, but they still couldn't connect the "**2" who picked several courts in a row with this young man.

Wearing a red vest, the burly man's eyes also changed, his tone became a little more serious, and he asked: "Are you really the number 2?"

Qin Hao nodded and said with a smile: "It's just a code name. Since you know the name, you should know that I am not malicious. I just want to find someone to compare it, not to provoke, or to occupy the stadium. After the game is over. I will leave and will never come again."

"How? Do you dare to fight?" Qin Hao looked at the red vest, he had already seen that the red vest had the final say.

"Why don't you dare?" The red vest said with a smile: "The old rule is to play ten balls. But since you are here to compete, you don't have to mention the jerseys and other things."

"Okay." Qin Hao nodded, he thought so too.

Although it was here to pick the scene, firstly, the "**2" was well-known, and secondly, Qin Hao just came to discuss, so the atmosphere was more harmonious, and people were all waiting for the good show with relish.

The stadium was cleared out.

Qin Hao and the red vest stood on the court, and the red vest threw the ball to Qin Hao, saying, "The guest is a guest, you can attack first."

"Okay." Qin Hao stood outside the three-point line and began to attack.

......

Nantong Street, basketball court.

Brother Xing, Ban Cuntou and others are there. The group of people is divided into several groups and they play three-on-three bullfights. Because there are more people and the personnel are more complicated, there are few people who play games. They are all three-on-three, and they can be divided. There are several groups, taking turns, and you can change to rest.

"Brother Xing." Ban Cuntou passed the ball to Brother Xing, shouting: "Vote."

"Huh!" Brother Xing made a jump shot.

This ball was also a lore, knocking down the opponent.

After another two rounds, Brother Xing and Ban Cuntou were also knocked down. They sat on the sidelines and gasped with mineral water.

"It's cool." After taking a big sip of water, Ban Cuntou cried out strangely, and said, "Hey, those people from the community have really never been here again, but they are clean."

"Yeah." Brother Xing nodded, and said: "Have you heard of it? These days,'**2' has been picking places everywhere, Nanwan Street, Cattail Garden, and Qingshui Park have all been picked by him." As he said, Brother Xing looked admired, "It's really strong. I have picked a few courses by myself and I haven't lost."

Ban Cuntou was about to sigh. A fourteen or five-year-old boy suddenly ran over and shouted out of breath: "There is news of'**2'. I heard that he went to the Jinyuan Road Stadium. Zhao Denghu who is challenging the Jinyuan Road Stadium."

"What?" Ban Cuntou was surprised.

"Jinyuan Road Stadium, challenge Zhao Denghu?" Brother Xing jumped up and threw the mineral water bottle. "Fuck, there is a good show to watch. Walk around, hurry up to Jinyuan Road, but it's late. I can't see it anymore."

For a time, a dozen people left the Nantong Street Stadium and rushed to Jinyuan Road.

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