The Road to Stardom: Start as a Slam Dunk Master

Weekend, early morning.

For Lin Dong, the only meaning of the weekend is that he can play ball all day without wasting his recovery time in the classroom.

The effect of recent training has begun to weaken. Whether it is a lack of confrontation or limited training conditions, this is the reason why recovery training has begun to experience bottlenecks.

These are troubles that Lin Dong cannot solve for the time being.

You can only rely on hard work to make up for your shortcomings.

I still got up early at four o'clock, washed and ate, put on my backpack and went to school, just like usual.

The only thing that was a little different from usual was probably that Lao Lin bought him a Sony Walkman yesterday. Although it was not as convenient as the mobile phone he was used to using in his previous life to search for songs, it was a good refreshment to be able to listen to music at any time.

Lin Dong has actually always liked music, or most athletes like music.

Music can relax people's spirits and adjust your mental state.

Music can also make you passionate and keep you fighting at all times.

Yesterday, he excitedly went to the audio shop on the street to search around. Unfortunately, he couldn't find the songs he liked in his previous life on the streets of Japan in 2000.

Most of those songs had not been written yet, after all, it was 28 years later.

When he finally went to Mito Bath for a bath, Uncle Kawarayori lent him a CD of nostalgic hits.

Although most of the songs are in Japanese, they all have familiar tunes.

For example, the light music "Original Scenery of Hometown", such as "Li Xianglan" by Tamaki Koji, such as "Until the End of the World" by Noboru Uesugi, and even a Cantonese song by Beyond...

There are gentle, passionate and lyrical ones.

Anyway, it’s not bad, better than nothing.

The music in the earbuds kept playing in a loop, Lin Dong hummed along and thought at the same time.

The security guard at the school gate was already very familiar with Lin Dong, and he was deeply impressed by this Longguo transfer student who was almost the first to come to school every day.

Before Lin Dong could reach the door of the security room, the uncle had already poked his head out of the window. While opening the electric door, he yawned and smiled at him and said, "It's so early on the weekend, and you don't even have a rest?"

Lin Dong twirled the basketball on his fingertips: "It's training."

The security uncle said with a smile: "I don't know what kind of stimulation you guys in the basketball club have been feeling recently. They didn't work so hard last year. This year, since you came here, everyone has started earlier."

"Someone is coming today?" Lin Dong was a little surprised. Normally Fujima and Hanagata would be earlier than him, but today is the weekend, and those two guys will not come to school. They all live on the beach of Enoshima, and there are The field where they practice on the weekends.

"Isn't that right? You came here at early four o'clock..."

The lights in the basketball hall were indeed on, and the sound of dribbling could be heard coming from inside.

Lin Dong opened the door and took a look, but it was not Xiangyang's main players, but the second-year substitute defender Ito Taku.

"Morning, Lin Dongjun."

It can be seen that this guy has been here for a while. When Lin Dong came in, he was doing the physical training that Lin Dong had taught the whole team before, and he was sweating profusely from exhaustion.

Speaking of which, except for Lin Dong, Fujima and Hanagata, this guy is probably the earliest person in the Xiangyang team to arrive at school every day, and he is always the most active in training. He just doesn't know where he lives. Lin Dong has never been interested in these things. How to care.

"So early today?" Lin Dong took off an earplug and said hello casually.

"The prefectural trials are about to start. It's okay to stay at home on the weekend anyway." Ito Taku said with a smile: "I just wanted to practice."

"Let's come together." Lin Dong greeted him.

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Ito Zhuo had almost completed one round of physical training before, and when Lin Dong completed two rounds, his second round had just been completed. He was so tired that he sat on the ground, panting heavily.

Lin Dong started the third round of training in an orderly manner while listening to the song.

Ito Taku's physical strength is not as good as Hasegawa and others. The team's three rounds of training every morning are too reluctant for him.

"I really envy your physical strength." Ito Zhuo slumped on the floor, supporting his body with his hands, looking at Lin Dong with eyes full of envy.

"Huh?" Lin Dong took off half of his earplugs.

However, Ito Zhuo did not repeat what he just said, and instead asked: "Hi, Lin Dongjun, will you play professionally in the future?"

"certainly."

"What about me? What do you think of me? Do you have a chance to play professional basketball?" Ito Taku asked enthusiastically.

"I don't think you can fight."

A fairly direct answer, without hesitation or emotion.

"Sure enough..." Ito Zhuo lowered his head in despair: "Oh, the gap with you is still too big."

Normal reaction.

Lin Dong smiled and continued his training.

As Fujima's substitute defender, Taku Ito is actually qualified.

He has certain organizational skills, a basketball vision, and a good understanding. He is a guy who relies on his brain to play. He also has a basket from the outside and his physical fitness is acceptable.

But... as a defender, he has no speed and no explosive power. The mediocrity of these two items is enough to make him doomed in the position of defender.

In high school, you can still win a place by playing with your brains, but when you enter college, or even want to go professional, it is almost impossible.

In this life, he is destined to be a basketball enthusiast and has no chance to play professional basketball.

His future life path will probably be to enter an ordinary university normally after his senior year of high school, and then gradually put basketball at the lower end of his life for the sake of credits and diploma.

A little longer, I entered social work. Under the heavy pressure of work and life, I finally stayed away from the golf course. Maybe it would take a week or two for me to have a chance to go to the wild golf course with a few friends, and then I would be attracted by those who were younger and older than me. Young people with impact but poor skills in their eyes were rubbed against the ground on the court.

The last few people panted and sat on the side of the court, while sharply commenting on the low-level mistakes of the young victors who had just defeated them, and at the same time lamenting what I could have done if it was me back then...

In his previous life, Lin Dong played for a period of time on a domestic field. He saw many similar uncles and could see the end at a glance. That was probably it.

He has never been the kind of person who likes to encourage the weak with false words.

Forcing a dream on someone who is destined to have no talent is not encouragement, but a more cruel destruction.

I thought this guy would be lost for a while, but I didn't expect to turn around and see him getting up from the ground panting again.

"Third round!" Ito Zhuo said to cheer himself up.

Lin Dong couldn't help but look at him one more time.

Are these guys so capable of adjusting their mentality? Fuji is like this, and Ito Taku is like this.

"Actually, Fujima-senpai also said the same thing to me. Let alone professional basketball, even college basketball, I know I may not be able to play it, but what does it matter?"

"Now when I can still play well, I will go all out. When I can't play anymore in the future, I can go to the stands of the professional arena to cheer you on. By the way, I can brag about knowing you to the girlfriend I will bring over. , then don’t ignore me or embarrass me!”

"After all, we have also fought for basketball together!" He smiled and grabbed the dumbbells used for training on the ground, while starting his third round of physical training: "Even if you can't play basketball for a lifetime, you can always love it for a lifetime! "

Lin Dong was slightly startled.

"Until the End of the World" by Noboru Uesugi was playing in the earbud of his left ear.

——I don’t want to be separated from you until the end of the world. I have made a wish on thousands of nights. Why is the time that is gone and never come back so dazzling...

To Japan in this world, this is just an ordinary album released by Noboru Uesugi in 1994, telling a love story.

‘I don’t want to be separated from you until the end of the world’, this is obviously what I say to my lover.

But in Lin Dong's world, this song was exclusive to basketball.

In front of Taku Ito, he can see the end of his basketball road, and those uncles who have been abused thousands of times on the basketball court have also reached the end of their basketball road.

During the year on the bed, Lin Dong saw the end of his basketball career, and his reincarnation was truly the end of the world.

But still love it.

Still don't want to separate.

Even if time has passed, it is still dazzling in memories!

This is probably the feeling that everyone who likes basketball will have.

Basketball is not just about the NBA, nor is it just about those dazzling superstars.

And it is precisely because of ordinary people like Taku Ito who love it that basketball has real meaning.

Dreams are not just dreams that can be realized.

Maybe I shouldn't have said it so directly just now.

Lin Dong smiled and reached out to pat Ito Zhuo on the shoulder.

"How about I teach you a trick?"

"Ah? Really? Lin Dongjun! What are you studying?" Ito Zhuo suddenly became excited. It felt like he had won the lottery today!

You know, even senior Fujima is looking forward to Lin Dongjun’s individual guidance!

"Don't you always think that as a defender, you are too slow and have no explosive power? In fact, there is also a slow way of playing," Lin Dong said with a smile: "I know a guy called the Human Creeping Essence..."

Ito Zhuo's eyes widened.

Human squirming essence?

It sounds so shameful...

Is this, is this really a serious basketball technique?

Every Slam Dunk fan has a song in their hearts: Until the End of the World, dedicated to our youth.