shorty defender

Chapter 1, the school team lost the draft
"Bang!"

With a loud noise, the basketball jumped out of the frame.

After the basketball fell to the ground, it bounced on the ground with a 'dang, clang, clang'.

A 17-year-old young man propped his hands on his knees, panting, the sweat dripping from his body onto the ground.

This is already unknown how many times Cheng Yuan missed a shot.

After a short rest, Cheng Yuan picked up the ball again, aimed it at the basket, and made another jump shot!
'Clang! '

The ear-piercing sound of the iron striker sounded again, and Cheng Yuan couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

"Hey, isn't this Cheng Yuan, who was undrafted by the school team in his freshman year of high school? Practice is really hard work."

At this time, a voice came into Cheng Yuan's ears.

Cheng Yuan turned around and looked, a young man was slowly walking towards him. This young man was in the same class as Cheng Yuan, a sophomore in high school named Ge Qingping, 1.7 meters five in height; now he is the core guard of Yongcheng No. [-] Middle School.

Ge Qingping had some disagreements with Cheng Yuan when he was in the freshman year of high school, and finally got separated into classes. Cheng Yuan thought that he would be able to avoid seeing him, but he didn't expect that the enemy's road was narrow.

Cheng Yuan ignored him after hearing his words, picked up the basketball silently and continued to practice.

Seeing that Cheng Yuan ignored him, Ge Qingping continued to mock him:
"Why, you are still unwilling to give up after losing the draft? Are you planning to participate in the school team trial training with the freshmen this year?"

Cheng Yuan just glanced at him and continued to practice.

Then, Ge Qingping said again:
"Let's not talk about your game skills as an undrafted draft pick. How can you play basketball with a height of only 1.6 meters [-]? Dribble the ball through the crotch of others? And you are as thin as a bamboo stick, hahahaha .”

Besides, the clay bodhisattva is very angry, Cheng Yuan is most concerned about others talking about his height, and his height is also Cheng Yuan's weakness.

As soon as Ge Qingping finished speaking, Cheng Yuan walked past Ge Qingping with the ball, as if he didn't see Ge Qingping.

If you can't provoke me, can you still hide?Out of sight, out of mind, Cheng Yuan thought to himself.

Seemingly seeing that Cheng Yuan didn't want to pay attention to him, Ge Qingping was a little indignant, feeling that he couldn't hold back his face.

"Cheng Yuan, I know you are not convinced. Since you are not convinced, how about we have a bullfight? If I lose, I will stop laughing at you and apologize to you."

Ge Qingping said arrogantly to Cheng Yuan.

Although he is very angry now, and really wants to fight a bullfight with Ge Qingping to teach him how to behave, Cheng Yuan knows how much he weighs, and he is not only inferior to him in height, but also has a few blocks behind him in golf skills, so he met him. It's just looking for torture to kill yourself.

If the strength is not enough, then the momentum (skin) will come together.

"Okay! I'll have a bullfight with you! But not now, don't you think I won't be selected for the school team this year? I will fight you again in the school team selection a month later! If I am selected, and I beat you, please give me your position as a member of the school team and apologize to me!" Cheng Yuan said to Ge Qingping.

What Ge Qingping didn't expect at all was that Cheng Yuan, who usually avoids him, would say such tough words to him, face his provocation, and accept it.

"Okay! Then I'll be waiting for you in the school team selection a month later, but if you lose, don't participate in any selections, give up early, and admit in front of the freshmen that you are the loser of the Millennium school team."

Ge Qingping said with a face full of conspiracy.

Cheng Yuan didn't say anything else, just nodded, and left the court with the basketball in his arms.

……

Ten o'clock sharp at night.

'Jingle Bell……'

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the evening self-study was finally over.

Cheng Yuan's heart was in a mess all night during the evening self-study. He accepted Ge Qingping's provocation this afternoon, but this was just Cheng Yuan's plan to delay the attack. Ge Qingping Chengyuan, who was able to win the bullfight as a school team player, really couldn't think of any strategy.

And this guy Ge Qingping spread the news that he would be a member of the school team this year and even had a bullfight with Ge Qingping. Now not only his classmates are talking about it, but the whole grade is talking about it.

Cheng Yuan is getting dizzy thinking about it now.

Cheng Yuan is now a sophomore in high school. Although he started to get nervous when he was a sophomore in high school, he started practicing at 05:30 every afternoon until [-] o'clock in the evening, and then started two hours of evening self-study, and then went home by bicycle. This is the daily life of Cheng Yuan, a sophomore in high school.

Pushing the bicycle along the way, the whole person was in a trance state. When Cheng Yuan returned home, it was almost 11:30.

"Mom, your son is back."

Cheng Yuan's voice was a little tired.

"Why did you come back almost an hour late today? Why do you look so tired today?"

Cheng Yuan's mother is Chen Dongyi, a hotel manager. Although she is 40 years old, she still has a charming charm. She looks like a young girl in her 20s. She is very beautiful. Cheng Yuan inherited his mother's appearance. With delicate features, he can be regarded as a handsome young man, but unfortunately his height is a shortcoming.

"The practice time is a bit longer today, and there is a lot of homework, so it is a bit late." Cheng Yuan replied.

"By the way, where is my father?"

After Cheng Yuan returned home, he didn't see his old man asking casually.

"Next time, pay attention to the time and don't play too late." Chen Dongyi told Cheng Yuan.

Then he said:
"It's not that you don't know your father. When he's busy, he doesn't care about the time, and he's desperate for Saburo. No, he called this afternoon and said that today the company said that he would work overtime and catch up with the project. He won't be back in the next few days. , board and live in the company."

"Oh, so it's like this, then, Mom, I'll rest first, and you should go to bed early."

The member said, reaching out to open the door of the room.

"Wait a minute, did you buy something online recently? I signed for the delivery for you this afternoon." Chen Dongyi said to the members.

Yuan'er is Cheng Yuan's nickname. For more than ten years since he was a child, he has been called that by his parents and grandparents.

Hearing what his mother said, Cheng Yuan couldn't help being a little puzzled, when did he shop online?None recently? !
"But I haven't shopped online recently, Mom, are you sure it's my courier?"

"I signed for it, so there is nothing wrong with it. The delivery address is our home, and the recipient is your name and your phone number. Although your mother is forty, she is not old-fashioned." Chen Dongyi said.

That's weird, I haven't bought anything myself.

"Maybe it's a gift from a former classmate. I'll ask them tomorrow, where did you put the courier?" Cheng Yuan asked.

"No, it's on the table, take it yourself, remember to thank him well." Chen Dongyi told Cheng Yuandao.

"I know mom."

After speaking, he picked up the courier that was only the size of a mobile phone and entered the room.

After opening the express delivery, Cheng Yuan saw a crystal card similar to the size of a mobile phone memory card. The word zion was printed on the crystal card. In addition to the crystal card, there was also a letter.

Cheng Yuan was not in a hurry to open the letter, but put the word zion printed on it in his palm, wanting to study it, but at the moment he put the crystal card in his palm; the crystal card flashed a blue light, Disappear.

Then, Cheng Yuan felt his head was hit hard by a basketball, there was a 'boom' in his head, and he passed out.

(End of this chapter)