Hoop Dreams

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Author: Mu Zi Sun Moon: Storage time: March 25th, 2006 3: 38: 56.

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"Mom, when I grow up and go to the NBA, do you think Jordan is still there?" A child aged around 10 asked his mother with a basketball in his arms.

"Silly boy, you are only 10 years old. He is 36 years old and it's almost time to go. " The mother touched the child's head and said to him lovingly.

"No, he's not old, so he won't leave. I want to be a great player like him when I grow up. " The child said firmly to his mother.

"Yes, my Xiaoxiang will succeed." Looking at the child's serious and firm expression, the mother felt that her child had grown up, hugged him, gave him a positive answer and gave him confidence.

Yes! It will succeed. Who can say not? ……

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2005。 3。 2 1 Beijing No.3 Middle School Indoor Gymnasium "Hey, Fengxiang, wipe the floor over there." The speaker is a very tall boy. He is the captain and leader of the basketball team in No.3 Middle School, and his name is Wan Bianzong.

"oh! Here we go. " The answer is a handsome boy, probably 1. 65, 16, 17 years old height, excessive emaciation makes his handsome face feel a little sick, which makes his beauty a great failure. He is Li Fengxiang, 17 years old and 2 years old. He is thin and is the object of ridicule by the basketball team.

Although often laughed at, Fengxiang is working hard for a childhood dream, an almost impossible dream. Even if he can't bear it, he still has a mother, a mother who constantly gives confidence and encouragement to her children for their childhood dreams. Whenever Fengxiang is about to fall, she will say, "Son, didn't you say you are the master of the field?" If you can't, who can? Don't forget that you are my son! "Whenever this time, Fengxiang will be full of confidence and vitality.

She can have three meals together for her son's idea of playing basketball shoes. Although it is difficult for her to raise a child who has lost her father alone, she has never complained. So Fengxiang thinks that her mother is a great man who is not lost to Jordan, and others are not great. Fengxiang's greatest wish is to let her mother live a happy life after becoming the person who dominates the stadium. So he is constantly working hard and will never give up his dream! "Laugh if you want, I won't give up!" It is Fengxiang's motto.

Despite his hard work, Fengxiang seems to have a hard time with him. He is a sophomore, but he has never been the main force. He has always been a substitute, a handyman and a mocker. ...

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"Senior Fengxiang ~ ~ Will you stay and mop the floor and clean the basketball?" The words are respectful, but the irony cannot be concealed. From a teenager who is one head taller than Fengxiang. His name is Chen Che. He told Fengxiang on behalf of a senior student, and that's what he said. He won't really ask Fengxiang for advice at all.

However, Fengxiang doesn't seem to know the thorn, or he has been numb.

"good! Anyway, I have to stay and practice. You should go first. " Fengxiang said to him indifferently.

After Chen Che dropped a "thank you" that he didn't recognize, he left without looking back.

"Well ~ ~, it's my turn; It's time to practice. " The wind Xiang looked at the empty arena and murmured.

He picked up the basketball on the ground and started his training plan: 1. Control the ball three times around the field. 2。 Defensive pace-slide back and forth and move left and right for 2 laps. 3。 Hook and lay up 30 times. 4。 Shoot 300 times to see his movements. Although it is very formal, it is also very standard. But they all lack the most important conditions for playing basketball-strength and speed.

"Cuo ~" With the sound coming from the net, Fengxiang finished today's practice. Although he was very tired at this time, there was a satisfied and happy expression on his face. That's what everyone who really loves basketball will have-when they play basketball, they devote themselves to the world of basketball and feel the charm of basketball. ...

"Good shot!" There was a shout of admiration from behind. Fengxiang looked back in surprise. It was a girl, a very beautiful girl: long flowing hair, arch eyebrows, phoenix eyes, and a sweet smile on her small mouth.

However, Fengxiang seems to have no interest in her beauty. After looking at her, he went to pick up the ball and began his cleaning work.

"Xiaojie, are you here to persuade me to quit the basketball team and rejoin your literary club?" After a silence, it was Fengxiang who broke the silence.

"Fengxiang senior, give it up. Although your last shot was beautiful, you really have no talent for basketball, and your literary talent is so good. Why not consider the literary society? " Su Jie looked at Fengxiang who was cleaning the ball and said in a very euphemistic tone, but obviously, there was no confidence in persuading Fengxiang in her tone. It seems that she has failed many times.

"Xiaojie, what do you think is the difference between these two basketballs?" Fengxiang didn't answer her, but picked up two basketballs, a new one and an old one, and came to Su Jie and asked.

"ah? This ... should be a new and an old ~ ~ "Su Jie said a little uncertainly.

"Which do you think is better, and which makes you feel better?" The wind xiang asked again.

"It should be new ~ ~." Su Jie is even more reluctant to make a decision.

"Are you? You try. " The wind Xiang disapprovingly handed Su Jie two basketballs and said.

"ah! ~ ~ How can the old one be better? ~ ~ "Su Jie was very surprised at the result he got.

"There are some things you won't know if you haven't tried them yourself, just like playing basketball. If I don't work hard, practice and try, neither you nor I will know the result. Maybe you think I have no talent, and all my efforts are in vain, but not everything can be rewarded as long as I pay. What's the big deal if you don't live up to yourself? As long as I like basketball, as long as I have a glimmer of hope to realize that almost impossible dream, that's enough ... "Slowly say that finish, Feng Xiang looked at the luggage rack sadly, although there was a little sadness in his heart, but it was more of a firm belief and persistent pursuit.

Su Jie was silent. What else can she say? What can change this teenager's pursuit? She thinks the answer is no. ...

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The biggest rain in the world since the new year. Dark clouds cover the newly rising moon layer by layer, and lightning is stronger than one. On a road leading to the suburbs, a teenager wore a raincoat, rode a bicycle and walked home humming. He is Fengxiang.

Fengxiang was very happy, because in today's private education, he hit the ball of 152, more than half! This number that has never been tried makes Fengxiang excited. He knows that he is making progress. Although he has made little progress, at least he has made progress. Can this not excite him? He is determined to go home and tell his mother the good news.

Although the thunder was getting louder and louder, Fengxiang didn't find it at all. He was completely immersed in his inner joy. Suddenly, a strong and incomparable light split at Fengxiang, followed by a huge thunder. Fengxiang fell down.

"ah? ! Did I get hit by lightning? Will I die? No, don't. ! I didn't realize my dream, and I didn't let my mother live a happy life. God ~ I can't die, I can't die ... "This was Fengxiang's last consciousness, and then she fainted. Maybe he will never wake up.

Is his dream over? probably ...

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"Doctor, the patient's condition is very unstable. His blood pressure is dropping and his heart rate is slowing down."

"Quick, help him with blood transfusion and send him to the operating room for surgery."

"Yes!" ……

"There is? What are they talking about? Patience! ? Are you talking about me? Hehe ~ ~ It turns out that they are saving me. Hurry up ~, I will be a hero in the future and I won't die. " Fengxiang was a little happy to hear the conversation. At least he was found and taken to the hospital.

"Doctor, 60% of the patient's body is severely burned, and the situation is very serious!"

"Hmm ~ ~ Help him graft skin."

"But the success rate is less than 1%!"

"Let's do our best, and the rest depends on whether his will to survive is strong."

"yes." ……

"Hey, hey ~ what are you talking about? Will I die? Am I hard to save? No, don't. ! I haven't realized my dream, I can't die! You are in love with Ren Ye. ? This is also a waste of time. Are you a fierce cow? Knock on the earth? Sword? Cutting is still messy? p & gt※ ※ ※

Three months later. ...

Fengxiang opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was her tearful mother.

"Xiao Xiang, you, you finally woke up. Do you know how worried mom is ... "

Fengxiang looked at her mother, her voice choked, and there were several wrinkles on her forehead. Her heart was full of guilt and her voice was hoarse. She said, "mom, I'm sorry, I won't let you worry anymore." Yes, it won't happen again. Who said it wasn't the last time?

"Ah ~, boy, do you know how lucky you are? When we all thought you were hopeless, you broke all medical conventions. Not only did you survive, but your body also grew rapidly. It is 23 centimeters high and weighs more than 30 kilograms. Even I want to be struck by lightning. " A kind old man with white hair and a doctor's uniform interrupted their warm meeting.

"what! ! Is this true? " Fengxiang almost jumped out of bed with joy at his words, if he was all right and not weak. If there is anything that can keep Fengxiang awake for days and nights, then the height is definitely one of them.

"It's true, lightning makes the cells in your body grow rapidly and improve your muscles and bones. This is a medical miracle, so it is very polite to say that you are lucky. " A middle-aged doctor next to the old doctor smiled and explained to Fengxiang.

After confirming that it is true, in the excitement, Fengxiang suddenly remembered a very important question.

"So ... do I have burns on my face?" Everyone has a love of beauty. Although Fengxiang doesn't care much at ordinary times, she is still very sad at the thought of becoming ugly now.

"Silly child, don't worry, your face is not hurt at all, and it is more beautiful than before." Mother Li touched Fengxiang's head and walked over to say.

Although the words are said like this, it is too comforting to say them from my mother's mouth. After all, in every mother's heart, children are always the best. So the wind slowly turned his head to the old doctor.

"Hey, boy, do you think our hospital is beautiful? Let go of 10 million hearts. Although your face is slightly burned, there will certainly be no scars when I am the dean. " Seeing Feng Xiang's uneasy face, the old doctor was so angry that he patted his heart on the spot.

Fengxiang vomitted to stick out his tongue embarrassedly, and at the same time he was relieved.

"Silly boy!" Mother Li looked at her naughty son, touched his head kindly and scolded him quietly. ...

The arrival of the miracle gave Li Fengxiang a new life, and he began his dream-seeking journey. But this time it really started his dream. ...

On September 1 day, 2005, after a summer vacation, the school finally started again, and the students had to return to the campus to start studying.

No.3 middle school.

Fengxiang took a breath of the fresh air on campus, because she heard the news that she was going to repeat her studies, and all her anger was discharged. After a summer vacation, he recovered long ago, and the most gratifying thing for him was the medical expenses. Because he miraculously survived, the hospital decided to pay for his research. This makes him feel that the world still has a human touch.

Fengxiang sucks the air desperately, feeling the vitality of this world and the beauty of heaven and earth in her heart. "It's good to be alive!" He secretly admired in his heart. After the last lightning strike, Fengxiang deeply realized the preciousness of life.

"Everything is still alive! Smile happily, right? I am still that person, a dreamer, a person who will not be affected by external conditions. Everything will remain the same. No, one thing has changed-I already have the capital to dream. " Fengxiang looked at her hands and felt more energetic muscles, and 1. The sense of existence brought by the height of 88 meters. His heart is shouting to the whole world and the whole school: "I'm back!" ! "

Fengxiang found the right direction for the opening ceremony and took a solid step.

Along the way, Fengxiang attracted countless eyes, which is no wonder. If the charm of the short Fengxiang was 55 points before, now he has at least 99 points. It was 99 minutes. Get rid of the morbid handsome face full of vigor and vitality, and add that 1. 88 meters tall and straight figure, charming enough. The most fatal thing is the temperament caused by his persistent pursuit, which is his greatest charm.

Feel everyone's attention ... even he who has never cared too much about these things is a little embarrassed. He quickened his pace, found his former and present class position-Class 2 14, and sat down in an empty seat.

Suddenly, he realized something was wrong. Sitting next to him is Chen Che! While sitting in the first few rows, Su Jie looked at himself in surprise! !

"Isn't it? ! I met a classmate who used to know me! In the same class as me. God, this joke is not funny at all! ~ "Fengxiang suddenly has an impulse to drill a hole!

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Class 2, Senior High School: "Really ... Are you really Fengxiang's senior?" Su Jie looked at the tall and handsome boy in front of him. Although her heart was beating fast, she still asked Fengxiang, a question that many people wanted to ask but were afraid to ask. Because she doesn't believe that the short but strong senior, the one who said something that deeply shocked her, will become the one who can easily touch her heart after missing for more than half a year.

"ah? Did you ask me anything just now? " Fengxiang was awakened by her from a daze and asked shyly.

"Yes, I asked you,' Are you really Brother Fengxiang?' "Took a deep breath, raised his head, looked at the wind xiang, raised the volume, said firmly. But when she came into contact with Fengxiang's charming eyes, the courage just mentioned suddenly dispersed, and she blushed and bowed her head.

At this time, Fengxiang finally found that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in the classroom. The whole classroom seems a little too quiet, and 80% people's eyes are either aboveboard or secretly watching the development of things here; Although 20% people dare not look directly, they will know that they are eavesdropping when they look intently.

However, what makes Fengxiang care most is Chen Che's eyes, which contains surprise, envy, jealousy, dissatisfaction … too many feelings are included. This makes Feng Xiang feel very strange. He doesn't understand why he can show so many feelings with only one pair of eyes. He thinks it's a pity to have such eyes instead of being a star.

Fengxiang put away his thoughts, sorted out his confused feelings, looked at Su Jie and slowly said to the whole class and the whole school, "Yes, I-just-yes-Li-Fengxiang, I-came back."

Yes, he's back. He's back with his dream money. This is the first thought of everyone who knows Fengxiang when they hear this sentence. ...