Ye Wuhuang came out of Huajie's shop and had already had lunch. It was more than 1:00 in the afternoon. Sister Hua didn't contact ye Wuque. Ye Wuqian called and was not in the service area in the past. Ye Wumian went to school first.
Since yesterday, Qi Liang has been training with several boys in his class. Yesterday, ye Wuqian called Qi Liang and said that ye Wuque couldn't go. Today, he can't go any more.
When I arrived at school, the sun was strong at more than two o'clock, and ye Wuqian was walking in a sweat, not to mention those who were playing basketball.
Qi Liang's wounds were not scab, so he didn't move. Now he came out to bask in the sun and sweat, which was easy to infect. He didn't care. He worked hard to guide some students who didn't know how to play on the court.
Under the basketball stand, three boys have been replaced. One of them is lying on the chair beside him. He is wearing coarse clothes with a big mouth. A man next to him rubs his head with ice water. It looks like he is suffering from heatstroke.
"What's the matter?"
Ye Wuqi ran over quickly, wiped the sweat on his forehead and asked.
"I don't know. It's like heatstroke."
A classmate nearby said.
"Let me see."
Ye Wuqi took the ice water, touched the head of the sad child lying on the chair, and touched his face. Fortunately, he was only slightly heatstroke: "help him to sit under the shade of the tree for a while, and drink some water, and it will be OK."
"How about it?"
Qi Liang saw that ye Wuwu was coming, so he came over directly. It seemed that he wanted to say something to ye Wuque, but he didn't wait for him to open his mouth.
"It's OK. If you can barely carry the ball, you won't be able to shoot. The sense of the ball is a little poor, but the sense of the ball is not something that can be practiced all of a sudden. This kind of shock training can only train them to pass the ball a little bit. It is impossible to give them a chance to shoot at fixed points on the court
Qi Liang stretched out his hand and wiped his sweat. He looked at Ye Wumei and said with a smile: "this is good. One of us injured his leg and the other hurt his hand. It's not easy to play that game on Wednesday."
Ye Wuqi also smiles: "that is, ye Wuqian is hoping to win, and the height advantage and experience advantage are there. If I don't get thrown out, I'm a mistake. "
"Would you like to come and play?"
Qi Liang tried to ask.
"Good!"
Ye Wumian agreed to come down, ye Wuque had not played for a long time after all. Although Ye Wuqian is very uncomfortable running now, he can shoot.
"Ball, ye Wuqi, let's go to the next field."
Qi Liang stretched out his feet to lift a ball, low to the leaves without missing, took the lead to walk in the past.
Ye Wumian knows that Qi Liang's original intention is to test Ye Wuqian's strength. Although he is in harmony with Ye Wuqian on his face, he is still a bit ill at ease in his heart.
After all, he couldn't forget that humiliation so soon.
Ye Wuque racked the ball, went to the backboard, with a hook, looked up at the ball, wiped the board, and then clang when it entered, ye Wuque knew that the feeling was not much worse.
Qi Liang saw ye Wuwu and started to glance at this side, but soon there was more disdain in his eyes. He had to say that it was just a pediatrics.
"I'll try three points first."
Ye Wuqi explained to Qi Liang, with the ball slowly out of the three-point line, went to the place of 45 degrees angle, took a deep breath, and then held the ball, feet gently a tiptoe, jumped up a few centimeters, arms like spring general pop-up!
The ball draws a parabola in the air, and then it lands on the ground with a sound - the legendary three non stick.
Standing under the board, Qi Liang reached out and caught the ball. He laughed: "don't worry, don't worry. Take your time."
Looking at Qi Liang's expression, ye Wuque knows that he is getting the ball, but ye Wuque can't think of anything good about it. Ye Wuque is just trying to feel the ball. Just now ye Wuque didn't aim at it. In the past, I didn't have to aim at the ball. I had a 70% goal rate just because of the sense of the ball. Of course, when I was in training, I could have such a high three-point goal rate on the court, which would be amazing.
After receiving the second serve, ye Wuqi is not in a hurry. He first pats on the ground and steps on his feet with the rhythm of the ball. Throwing with the ball with the ball is rhythmic, but many people do not pay attention to this, or after playing for a long time, the body has this habit, but they do not know.
Simply put, rhythm is to make good use of every muscle in your body and let it exert its maximum strength at the right time.
All of a sudden, ye Wuwei grabs the ball, suddenly raises his head, jumps high, his eyes have locked the basket, hands a point!
The ball flies out and bang!
Hit the basket and bounce back.
Well, the accuracy is still a little poor.
"Oh, I said, don't be nervous!"
The second serve did not enter, Qi Liang is more happy, estimated in the heart roar: let you choose three points, let you pretend to force, now pretend to be shit!
The ball bounced a few times, then returned to the side of Ye Wuqi. Ye Wuque walked over, took the ball, took a deep breath, and took a few steps back.Qi Liang looked at it and immediately laughed: "don't retreat, increase the difficulty by force! Don't be three times off! "
Qi Liang's voice is still declining, ye Wuqian's ball in his hand has already gone out, and there is no starting action and no take-off. It is so simple and simple that it flies out quietly.
Then, Shua!
Hollow.
The sound of the ball playing on the net is extremely clean and neat, which makes Ye Wuqian feel dark and cool.
"In, in?"
Qi Liang some surprised looking at the still shaking of the net, some gaping to see ye Wuwei.
"Sure enough, fixed-point shooting is not suitable for me."
Ye Wuque shrugged his shoulders and walked slowly. He grabbed the ball and whirled it into the air. As soon as the ball fell on ye Wuque's fingertip, he gently drew it and watched the ball rotate on ye Wuque's fingertip. He felt much more comfortable in his heart.
"It's not luck, is it?"
Qi Liang looked suspiciously at the leaf.
Ye Wuqi did not say a word, took the ball to the three-point line, patted twice, and directly began to throw.
One,
two,
three,
four,
five!
Three five into four!
Qi Liang stood under the basket, listening to the net constantly Shua! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
The whole person was stunned by Ye Wuqi.
When ye Wumian finished throwing five balls, he found that all the students in the class were looking at Ye Wuqian, and his expression was the same as seeing an NBA superstar.
Five into four... It's not a great achievement. After all, it's just a game.
Ye Wuqian, a junior high school team member, has seen one of the most powerful players, who can shoot three points. No matter where, no matter what angle, no matter what state, even if he is going to fall down, he can throw the ball in an instant, basically maintaining the probability of 20 goals and 7 goals, which is very terrible.
He is not high, but he has a very good jumping ability. His feet are very stable and his sense of the ball is transcendent. He seldom loses the ball in the game. Basically, one person can shake three balls with the ball.
But he just doesn't play the inside line. If the teacher asks him to play, he doesn't play either. He throws three points and three points.
Once ye Wuque asked him why, he said with a smile: "three points are handsome!"
Then ye Wuque fell in love with the three-point, a lot of three-point shooting skills, ye Wuque still learned from him.
However, ye Wuqian never met him again, and now he can only remember his name.
His name is Xu Liangju.
Ye Wumian threw several three points, and I don't know how. Ye Wuque became the "star of hope" in the team of the class. Then they inexplicably stimulated their enthusiasm for training, so they hit more than four o'clock and five o'clock. They were tired and went home.
The sun is so big outside that ye Wuqian is almost becoming an African, and his clothes are wet. The first thing ye Wuqian does when he goes home is to take a bath and change his clothes. Tomorrow Monday, some of the students who live in school have already returned to school. Ye Wuqian and yuan'er are not staying at school, so they are still free this evening.
It's just that there's a cram school for yuan'er tonight. It's up to 10:20. Generally, ye Wuqian goes to pick up yuan'er. It's no surprise today.
Uncle and aunt now usually let Ye Wuqian go out for dinner on Sunday, so ye Wuqian takes yuan Er to have dinner and takes her to cram school, and immediately doesn't know what to do.
After ye Wuqian has been around for a while, ye Wuqian finds that ange's bar is only two blocks away from this place. It happens that last time, ange didn't have time to take ye Wumian to know the bar. Since it's still early and there are not many people in the bar, it's better to go and find him.
Ye Wuque goes to the bar and waits for brother an for a while. Then, he leads ye Wuque around and it's over nine o'clock. He takes Ye Wuqian up and prepares to let Ye Wuqian have a rest. Ye Wuqian asks ange about the price competition between nine brothers in Heitian this morning. How does a street produce so much money? Ye Wuqian still doesn't understand.
Ange smiles and explains to ye Wumian patiently.
It is true that many businesses are not easy to do in the underworld, and the underworld dare not interfere in big business in places with small influence. This does not mean that there is no oil and water for other things.
For example, for the two communities to be set up by bidding, construction teams are needed to build the communities? Many of the resources needed by the construction team are actually controlled by local forces. In order to make money, the construction team often takes cheaper building materials under the introduction of local forces, and then the local forces pay dividends. After the establishment of two large communities, the light distribution of the red city will exceed 500000. After the completion of the house, the protection fee provided by the community to the local forces is calculated on the basis of the head, but these are actually deducted in the property management fee. The commercial prosperity brought about by the influx of people. Supermarkets and restaurants on the street, many food, commodities and materials are controlled by local forces. Therefore, the local forces are no longer so black, but more commercialized.
As for bars, nightclubs and massage cities, local forces will operate more or less. The previous model has long been abandoned.After listening to an GE's explanation, ye Wuqian understood a lot. This mode of operation is mainly for the goods channel. The huge income brought by controlling the goods channel is indeed not to be underestimated. What's more, Ango also mentioned a very interesting thing, that is, the local forces do not care about three aspects.
The stall and the peddler don't care, because they don't earn much money, so there's no need to squeeze them. What's more, it's miserable enough to be squeezed by the city management team. Sometimes local forces will help some vendors to fight against some uncivilized law enforcement of urban management, but it seems that there is a bit of human sentiment.
Then there is the neglect of the old, the young, the women and the children. To put it simply, the disadvantaged groups do not care. In general, local forces ignore the conflicts between students, unless the situation is more serious. Because that kind of thing is basically thankless.
The third is that the backstage doesn't care. Basically, there are backstage people and shops. They seldom take care of them. It's not that they don't collect protection fees, but they don't deal with them at all, as long as they don't come to the door by themselves.
This kind of local power has emerged in recent years and brought about great changes. Of course, there are still many older local forces that handle their own affairs in their own way and in their own way.
At present, most of the local struggles are basically concentrated on the issue of land and the struggle between the old and the new.
I don't know what kind of Heitian belongs to, but Jiuge is supposed to belong to the new school.