Chapter Ninety-Nine: Difficult to Pass
Night.
The gymnasium of Guangling University of Technology.
"Beep"!
Team coach Wang Zesong clapped his hands and smiled: "That's the end of today, let's rest!"
At this moment, his mobile phone rang suddenly, and he glanced at the number from the director of the teaching office.
Director Chen was frowning at home at the moment and asked, "A few parents called today to ask if our school is recruiting students with sports specialties, saying that you are organizing a trial for basketball students." ”
"What's going on?"
Wang Zesong remembered it at this time, and he didn't expect that someone would really call to ask.
Immediately shouted with a smile: "Director Chen, this is the case. ”
"Recently, the national league is approaching, and the leaders of our school specially greeted us this time to make us work harder. ”
"I'm thinking about finding some programs for this group of guys to enliven the basketball atmosphere in our school. ”
I put the news out, and asked a child who has hundreds of thousands of followers on Douyin to come over for trial training and exchange. ”
"Don't worry, the places are all fake. ”
"I just want these bastards on the school team to know that it's not easy to have a chance to play. ”
"I didn't want him at all, and it wouldn't be involved in admissions. ”
Director Chen also asked a little worriedly: "You just have a number in your heart, anyway, I reminded you." ”
Wang Zesong responded with a smile: "It's okay, I have the final say in the trial assessment, and when I turn around, let them go back and wait for news, and find a reason to prevaricate." ”
"It doesn't matter!"
Director Chen was also convinced, and he said calmly: "Then you can do it." ”
With that, he hung up the phone with a beep.
His wife asked, "What's the matter?"
Director Chen shook his head with a straight face and said: "What's the new basketball team coach in the school, fancy and fancy who didn't know where he learned it, asked a basketball fan with hundreds of thousands of fans on Douyin to come over." ”
"Fooling others said that it was the team's trial recruitment, and there were special admission qualifications. ”
"Now that the news has spread, some parents have called to ask. ”
The wife complained: "Isn't that a lie?"
"Parents come all the way to send their children over, and they turn around and send people away. ”
Director Chen also sighed, picked up the teacup and took a sip of water before he spoke: "I guess I just transferred it and wanted to be in the limelight!"
"Maybe I received someone else's money behind my back!"
"This guy is quite good at making money. ”
At the moment, in the school gymnasium.
As soon as Wang Zesong hung up the phone, he laughed loudly at everyone and shouted: "Cheer me up tomorrow!"
"Torture to death, know!"
Captain Zhang Xiaoming quipped: "Coach, let's not leave some noodles for people, how can we say that people have hundreds of thousands of fans!"
"The one who played street ball and played wild ball came out, and when I turned around, he didn't dare to move when I blew the whistle. Wang Zesong teased: "Whoever doesn't perform well tomorrow, five hundred push-ups!"
The crowd protested in an instant.
Wang Zesong said with a smile: "The protest is ineffective, by the way, Dadong, you remember to call the Propaganda Department to come over, let them take a picture and advertise our team or something, and promote our school team." ”
"Gotta do it!"
……
Now.
On the second floor of a car repair stall.
Cheng Junjie's father frowned and muttered: "Why doesn't it feel right, I called twice and asked, and their school said that there was no special recruitment quota, did we make a mistake?"
"Are you asking? ”
Cheng Junjie was taking a shower and wiped his hair and said with a smile: "No, Sister Jingjing said that she had communicated with them." ”
"Dad, don't worry about it. ”
"It is estimated that it is different from the general recruitment of sports specialty students, and this belongs to the recruitment of their basketball league team. ”
His father sighed: "Okay, it's all arranged anyway, you should be careful." ”
"Well, then I'll rest first, and I'll have to get up early tomorrow. ”
……
Next.
The plane slowly looked up on the taxiway.
This time, there are a total of four people, in addition to Cheng Junjie, there are Liu Jingjing, Li Mowen, and photographer Tong Jianbing.
Li Mowen found something a little strange, that is, everyone's luck was not very good.
Obviously, this trip may not be smooth.
[Name: Cheng Junjie]
[Luck Value: 4]
[Current Basketball Level: 71 (Beginner Pro Level), Potential Ability: 90 (World Class Level)]
According to my own understanding, the ability value of this value is already relatively good.
If you want to enter the circle of professional players, you may be at the bottom, but if it is only a school-level national league, it is impossible not to choose.
"What's wrong?"
Liu Jingjing asked curiously next to her, "Is there something missing?"
Li Mowen shook his head and smiled: "No, I feel that today may not be smooth." ”
Hearing this, Cheng Junjie suddenly asked with some weakness: "Is it that my level is not enough, so I was brushed off." ”
"It shouldn't be this problem!"
Li Mowen suddenly smiled and said, "Don't worry too much, it's just that you're not lucky, it's not particularly unlucky!"
There is no bad omen to suggest that you can't say anything.
In addition, a luck value of "4" is very common, but on the other hand, there should be no good news, that is, you may not be able to pass the trial.
Minutes and seconds passed.
Most of them got up early, so they all squinted and were a little sleepy.
It can be seen that Cheng Junjie is a little uneasy in his heart, especially after what he said just now.
Suddenly, Cheng Junjie was stunned and blurted out: "My dad called their school yesterday and asked about special admissions, but they said that we made a mistake and there is no such place at all." ”
As soon as these words came out, Liu Jingjing froze.
"No, that's not what they told me. Liu Jingjing showed a silent expression, and she muttered, "This matter will have to be confirmed later." ”
"After all, we went directly to their school, so there's no reason to lie to us. ”
About an hour later.
The plane slowly descended from the airport.
Everyone directly hit a more spacious special car.
Finally came to the door of the lively Guangling University of Technology, and came to the stadium under the guidance of two students.
When Li Mo glanced at the group of people in the basketball uniform of the varsity team on the basketball court, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but set off a trace of arc.
[Name: Zhang Xiaoming]
[Current Basketball Level: 69 (Varsity Top Level), Potential Ability: 80 (National Professional Level)]
[Name: Wang Jiandong]
[Current Basketball Level: 67 (Varsity Excellence Level), Potential Ability: 78 (Professional Player Level)]
[Name: Pan Xujian]
[Current Basketball Level: 65 (Varsity Level), Potential Ability: 74 (Junior Pro Level)]
None of them can exceed "70", which is a bit interesting!
At this moment, I see that the "guests" are coming!
Several students from the basketball team also seemed to be in high spirits, high spirits and looking forward to it.
They looked at each other with a deep interest.
Before this, the coach has reminded him many times that he must treat the other party well.
Coach Wang Zesong stepped forward very enthusiastically and greeted: "Come on, come on, applaud and welcome." ”
After saying that, he shook hands with Liu Jingjing and Li Mowen with a smile, and introduced himself: "I am the coach of the team, surnamed Wang, just call me Team Wang." ”
The students who watched the play around took out their mobile phones to shoot small videos.
This is the effect Wang Zesong wants.
Let more people pay attention to their school's team, and the popularity will be played first, so as to attract more outstanding students with basketball specialties to apply.
As for whether there is a special recruitment quota or not, it doesn't matter, anyway, he didn't want to recruit the other party.
Of course, you have to be polite to show that you are, and say that you appreciate this child more.
He explained very seriously: "I have to make it clear in advance, this special recruitment quota is very tight, if it is not particularly excellent, it is difficult to pass!"
As soon as the words turned, he laughed: "But it's okay to try, it's okay to try!"