Ryoma Middle School trailed the Chinese High School by 6 points at halftime, which was not a surprise to the audience. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info because even Thunderstorm Middle School was 10 points behind the Chinese Middle School at halftime, but they still won in the end.

What's more, these 6 points were exchanged for a lot of physical strength by the players of the Chinese middle school. Anyone who cares can find that at the end of the half, under the high-intensity and high-tempo style of play, the five Chinese middle school players on the field are already exhausted, just like when they ran 1,000 meters for the first time.

I watched the NBA players play an average of thirty or forty minutes per game, and it doesn't look like much. I'll know when I play now, and I'll be tired after just 20 minutes of playing. The stark contrast made them sigh: Are those people in the NBA Ultraman!

Especially Zhao Xin, who had relatively poor endurance, almost knelt directly on the floor, and finally returned to the locker room with the support of Yun Feng and Xiao Ling.

Although his side is still ahead, there is no trace of joy in the locker room of the Chinese middle school. For them, only when they finish the game and are still ahead can they really be happy.

However, there is still some value in their efforts, that is, the initiative on the pitch is still on their side.

When playing Thunderstorm Middle School, on the one hand, because the overall strength of Thunderstorm Middle School is stronger than them, on the other hand, because they lost the initiative, the whole game was following the rhythm of Thunderstorm Middle School, so even if they were leading by 10 points at halftime, they still couldn't avoid defeat in the end.

With the lessons of the past, Li Hua understood the importance of controlling the initiative, so he came up with this set of tactics to fight against Ryoma Middle School.

"Letter, give. Ling Hao took out a bottle of water from his bag and handed it to Zhao Xin.

"Thank you. Zhao Xin took the water, and took a sip of half a bottle.

In the corner, Qin Yu also took a bottle of water to Yun Feng, and asked with concern, "How is it, it feels okay." ”

"Don't worry, it's much better than last time. ”

"Coach, what are we going to do next?" It seemed that this sentence had become a habit, and as soon as the game stopped, Zhao Xin couldn't help but ask.

"In the third quarter, we couldn't continue to use a small lineup against Ryoma Middle School. "My body knows best, Ling Hao's physical strength is already good in the team, even he feels that he can't run, let alone others.

"Half an hour, is it enough?!" Li Hua's words were very concise, if the players weren't used to it, they really wouldn't understand what he meant.

"Enough. Ling Hao replied, what Li Hua meant was that they had half an hour to recover their strength.

But what method should be used to fight for this half-hour time? The answer is undoubtedly in the bench lineup.

"Coach, what do you mean・・・・・・" Shosa's reaction was noticeably half a beat slower, and everyone else had already understood, but he only asked now.

"The coach mean, it's up to us next, right? It can be seen from Li Jie's gearing up movements that he can't wait.

"Finally got a chance to play. Xu Zuoming obviously couldn't sit still.

"So many years of hard work for today, this night, this game. As he spoke, Li Hua gradually closed his eyes and recalled the past.

"Coach, what do you mean, why have you been so many years?" Wen Hao was a little puzzled, didn't he, Yun Feng, Ren Yan, and Xiao Ling only enter the Chinese middle school this year, how could they have been so many years?

"Actually・・・・・・" Li Hua opened his eyes, looked at Wen Hao, and said with a smile: "As early as your first year of junior high school, I have been paying attention to you. I racked my brains to put together this lineup. ”

In a word, all the players looked at Li Hua in unison.

"Coach, do you mean to say that we ・・・・・・" Ling Hao's gaze swept over everyone present and said, "You found it." ”

"That's right. Li Hua nodded and said, "Whether you believe it or not, the truth is." Each of you, I have carefully selected and tried my best to convince your parents to recruit you from different schools. ”

"That's not right. Wen Hao touched his head and said, "My parents let me come to the Chinese Middle School because my high school entrance examination score was not high." As a coach, you can convince my parents, but I took the score myself, and you can't change it. ”

"That's why it's said to be carefully selected. Li Hua's tone revealed a sense of pride, "You think I chose you because of your good play, and from the results of your usual mock tests, calculate the probability of being able to go to a Chinese middle school, eliminate the interference of various factors, and screen out of tens of thousands of students one by one, are you easy for me!"

After listening to Li Hua's words, the players looked at each other, it turned out that they could play together, it was not providence, but Li Hua's meaning. That's why they have the perfect starting lineup and the bench lineup, so many tactics to execute, so many personnel to rotate.

Therefore, they were able to reach the finals and reach the finals of the lower bracket, definitely not because of their good luck, but because of Li Hua's matchmaking.

"No wonder, during that time, my mother always persuaded me to volunteer to fill in the Chinese middle school, it turned out that this was because of this. Wen Hao smiled, and a doubt in his heart was finally solved.

"Yes, yes, yes, me too, my dad didn't say a word, and directly helped me fill in the Chinese middle school. Zhao Xin said.

“・・・・・・”

Wen Hao made a start, and others also complained about how their parents forced them to go to a Chinese middle school.

Listening to this, Li Hua couldn't help laughing.

"Spinning God Ling Hao, Three-Point King Ren Yan, Street Ball King Yunfeng, Dream Footsteps Wen Hao, Rebounding Monster Zhao Xin, and you, Bad Boy Army. Every time Li Hua said a name, he had to look at that person, "You are all selected by me from a hundred, so you are all the best!"

As he spoke, Li Hua remembered the first time he saw Ling Hao using a spinning ball on the field to play with his opponent. reminded me of the junior high school three-point competition, Ren Yan's appearance without a false hair. remembered Yun Feng, who was still a junior high school student, and singled out the appearance of various streetball masters. I thought of Wen Hao, who was better than the blue, with that gorgeous and ghostly pace. remembered Zhao Xin's appearance of dominating the basket and grabbing the board frantically. I thought of Xiao Ling, Xu Zuoming, Li Jie, Shao Sa, and Inspirational Hao, who were active on the field.

In the corner, Yun Feng tugged at the corner of Qin Yu's clothes and asked with his eyes: Why did he know about my past?

Qin Yu looked at Li Hua and smiled slightly. Why? Because Li Hua is indeed an excellent coach.

"But coach, why us. "It's not that Xiao Ling looks down on himself, with Li Hua's vision, if he had chosen Ye Mingtian or Fang Le, maybe he would have already entered the national competition, how could he fall to the bottom.

"There's something I don't agree with, but I don't disagree with either. Li Hua said slowly.

"What words. Zhao Xin asked.

"Except for the first, everything else is a failure, and they are all at the bottom. ”