you are all star

Chapter 142
Louis could tell from Neil's conversation with Nuana just now that his son didn't realize that he deliberately let him win.

Louis has to continue to play this scene. Although the tickets to go to the NBA live basketball are expensive, and he can't buy a front seat, but for his son and his basketball dream, since he has this willingness, he has This kind of thinking, and actively planning for his own future, no matter how hard and tired he is, he still has to go to see him, maybe he will meet his idol Michael Jordan in a certain game, and get a chance to take a photo with Neil and an autographed photo, I believe that he loves basketball more, has clearer plans for the future, and trains harder. Isn't that killing two birds with one stone?
However, Neil must not let Neil realize that it is obvious to let go. He must understand that any chance given to him is hard-won.

After Neil shook his father to score, he still had the ball. He continued to launch a strong offensive. Neil wanted to dribble the ball left and right, and then changed to a one-handed dribble, breaking through from the right of his father, but his father stretched out his The long arm made a very skillful steal, dribbling the ball out of the three-point line, using the same dribbling skills as Neil just now, but after a long stride, he lightly touched the hand that Neil wanted to steal the ball with, Then he made a quick three-step throw for a layup, and the ball went in with a swish.

The father and son stood in a 1:1 tie, and Louis still has the ball. He will serve Neil, and looking at Neil, he said with a smile: "Boy, one block, one steal, are you satisfied with Dad's skills?"

Neil rolled his eyes at Louis, and wanted to say, "With a father like you? He knows his son's physical fitness, is not as tall as you, and is so cold-blooded. I can see through you!"

Ke Neil didn't say anything, but stared at his father and said, "You fought well, keep going, I won't be knocked down so easily."

"Okay, then you are ready to accept the move!"

Louis seemed to want Neal to see despair, but he still felt that giving Neal a chance would depend on whether he could protect the rebound.

Neil could tell from the ball just now that his father didn't play tricks with him tonight. If he didn't show his strength, it would be harder to win than to reach the sky.

As a result, he was quite focused, watching his father's footsteps and the fast-moving ball in his hand.

Louis saw that his footsteps and hands were not messed up at all, so he knew that he must want to play around, but Louis still wanted Neil to learn a little dribbling skills. He took a step forward with his right foot, and Neil stepped back. After taking a step, he made an emergency stop, quickly dribbled the ball back, put the ball away, glanced at the basket, and shot a three-pointer. Neil knew that his father was too tall and couldn't catch him, so he prayed in his heart: "Ball, Don't go in, don't go in...'.

Louis lowered the arc a little on purpose, and the ball bounced hard against the rim, and Neal jumped up to grab the rebound and dribble the ball to the three-point line.

Louis was also very active and serious in defending, and quickly ran over to block him. Neil still chose to play with his back at a zero-degree angle, driving his father to the penalty area, and then he leaned hard on his father.

Lewis knew he was about to take a step back and shoot a fadeaway jumper. He stepped forward with his right foot, jumped high, and a volleyball hat slapped Neal's shot.

"Boy, are you satisfied with this block? Or, just surrender!" Louis said deliberately testing him.

The big volleyball hat of Louis was seen by the people playing next to him, and they immediately stopped to watch the father and son play.

Neil felt comfortable thinking about being hated twice by his father, and felt that his father was too ruthless, but he still didn't want to give up such a rare opportunity, so he looked at his mother and the people who were gathering around to watch, and responded to his father in a bit of embarrassment. , the purpose is to hope that the father will stop being so serious and not think of the deep love between father and son: "Louis, you are bullying the short with the tall, a little bullying the small with the big, you are like this to your son, you are cold-blooded, and you are ruthless."

"I just want to tell you that there are no opportunities that come to you easily in this world. At any time, you must go all out and do your best to seize that slim hope."

"But you can't hurt my confidence like this?" Neil said angrily, wanting to throw the ball hard at Louis.

"Are you begging me? Do you want to be a weak player on the court? Aren't you tougher than before? You can't even beat me, and you still play professional basketball. If you really regard basketball as your life and like it, then In front of everyone, show your strength, don't get hated, just yelling, complaining about this, complaining about that, like a girl, on the court, I am cold-blooded, I am ruthless, because now our opponents, Not father and son, you understand?" Louis reprimanded Neil in front of everyone.

After Neil finished speaking, except for Nuana, the audience on the sidelines applauded, and they all agreed with Louis' statement.

Neil glanced at them, looked at his father, crooked his mouth, ran over to pick up the ball, stared at his father and said: "Louis, you are amazing, I am also cold-blooded and ruthless now!"

"Haven't you been like this before?"

"No……"

"Okay, you should have done this long ago, because the role I will play is not your father, but your opponent, your enemy, you know? Because on the court, no one is kind to you, maybe I hate you more than me Go further, don’t make excuses like being short, basketball is all about skill and speed.”

These words of Louis successfully aroused the wildness in Neil's heart. He looked around at his mother who was standing beside him and nodding, and the other laughing spectators who surrounded their field, gritted his teeth and pouted, Hold the ball tightly and pass it to the father: "Okay, come again!"

At this point, Nuana and the audience applauded again, this time seemingly for his courage.

Louis handed the ball to Neil and said, "Come on, boy!"

He stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead, and dropped the ball. At first, he dribbled the ball quickly, driving his father's rhythm. Then, he braked suddenly, and his father also retreated in the same moving trend. Then, he quickly received the ball , a quick and consistent fadeaway jumper.

Seeing that his son had successfully caught him with his previous move, Louis hurried up to block the shot, but the ball just passed the five fingers of his open right hand to block the block, and after a little bit of delay, the ball went into the basket steadily.

Nuana and the onlookers applauded heavily, saying repeatedly: "Okay, okay...well done! It's incredible!"

Louis looked at Neil and said, "Boy, that's right. This is how basketball is played. There is no such thing as high or low, it's just whether you can play it or not. Come again!"

Neil nodded, took the ball from his father, dribbled the ball with one hand with his right hand, protected the ball with his left hand, and singled his father with his back. He kept pushing towards the penalty area, and his father kept retreating. Suddenly he made a false turn, and his father was teased again. But my father reacted very quickly, and his heart was very light. He was about to make a shot. He made a 360-degree turn, and it happened to be a catch for Neil to pick the basket.

Lewis quickly dribbled the ball out of the three-point line amid applause and cheers.

Neil was directly captivated by his father's hat, and he was clearly fascinated by his fake turn. How did he know that my ball was shot? It was too deep!It's incredible!It seems that when my father fights seriously, I am really nothing, he is the most powerful master I have ever seen.

Louis moved to the three-point line, quickly and steadily shot the three-pointer, and saw that Neal hadn't followed up, was still in the penalty area, and the ball had already been scored.

He looked at Neil and said with a smile: "Boy, that's not bad! You actually lied to your father and wanted to end the game, but your father just met you in high school with the same ball tonight, but I gave it to you like this." I was hated, and tonight I was hit right on the wrong side, and I was still under the hat like I was in the past."

"Father, you are amazing! With your back to me, you can predict whether I will make a move." Neil had to admire his father.

"Again, now it's 2:2, if you don't defend, you will lose!"

Hearing what his father said, Neil hurriedly ran to the three-point line, handed him the ball his father gave him, and reissued it to his father. Louis took the ball, didn't make a luck, and directly relied on his height, staring at Neal and making a jump shot. A three-pointer was shot, but Louis missed it intentionally, and the ball hit the edge of the basket. After Neil saw his father made the shot, he hurriedly turned his head to see if the ball went in. Seeing that the ball didn’t go in, he rushed in to grab the rebound, and quickly dribbled out of the three-point line .

Louis pretended to be tired, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands, pointed to the three-point line, and said to Neil, "Boy, it's the last shot. You made a three-pointer. I'm too tired to run!"

Neil glanced at his mother, Nuana nodded to him, and the onlookers also said, "Vote, vote..."

Seeing that his father might indeed be too tired, Neil has already squatted down slightly, wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the basket, and adjusted his posture. His father taught him since he was a child, and the standard step-back three-point shot may not interfere. The ball went in firmly and hollowly.

The ball went in, Neil knew he had won, he clenched his left hand and jumped up.

The mother and those watching from the sidelines also applauded for a long time.

Louis looked at Neil and said, "Boy, congratulations on your hard-fought victory. What your mother and I promised you will be fulfilled!"

Nuana who was on the side looked at Neil and then at her husband who had ulterior motives and smiled sweetly.

Because Nuana knows very well that her husband is a typical cold-blooded three-point shooter, and he missed two shots tonight, one shot was a little short, and the other was a little crooked. It can be seen that he knew that it was impossible for Neil to beat him, but his son wanted to go to watch the NBA live, and thinking that his son liked basketball so much, he made it possible.

(End of this chapter)