Chapter 205: Fishing

Flying Bear Middle School lost to Xinsheng Chinese Middle School in an upset, and the audience was a little surprised by this result, but they were not too surprised. After all, this is a national competition, and several dark horses will emerge every year, and I think that Flying Bear Middle School will appear in front of people's eyes as a dark horse.

As soon as they finished enjoying a wonderful game, the enthusiasm of the audience also rose, and they were anxiously waiting for the next game.

In the players' tunnel of the Dragon Pattern Stadium, the group of Chinese middle schools who had finished washing walked out with their luggage. Although they had just won the first game and got off to a good start, the players did not seem to be very happy and still looked calm. After all, this is just the beginning, they are still far from their dreams, and it is too early for them to be happy.

"200 teams, up to six games a day, so when is our next game? Wen Hao read on the side, even if he had just taken a shower, he didn't extinguish his fighting spirit, and he couldn't wait to play the next game.

"Don't worry, there is more than one venue for the competition, and teams from other groups are also playing. Ling Hao said with a relaxed face: "And the schedule is not very clear, we will have a game the day after tomorrow." โ€

"The schedule, what that is, how I don't know. Wen Hao's face was confused.

"You can see it directly on the official website of the National High School Basketball League. Zhao Xin said with a little contempt: "What are you doing with your mobile phone, you don't even look at such important information." โ€

Wen Hao said innocently: "No one told me again, how do I know." โ€

Soon, the group walked out of the Dragon Pattern Arena and got on the special bus back to the hotel.

As soon as he got in the car, Wen Hao asked eagerly: "Then who is our opponent in the next game?"

"Well, I'll take a look. Ling Hao took out his mobile phone and swiped his thumb quickly.

"It's supposed to be Lion Tiger Middle School. Saussa guessed.

"Well, Asa, how do you know? โ€

"It's simple. Shaosa said disapprerovingly: "When you play the game, you always have to start with small soldiers, it's impossible to brush the boss as soon as you come up." โ€

"Seemingly, that's really the truth. Ling Hao didn't know what to say.

There were a lot of cars along the way, but luckily there was no traffic jam, so the bus arrived at the Basketball Hotel quickly.

The group returned to the room, and after settling their luggage, they were called over by Li Hua to gather.

They sat around the big round table, silently watched Li Hua turn on the computer, clicked the mouse a few times, and a video popped up in an instant.

They don't have to guess to know the content of this video, just like the video of last year's game at Flying Bear Middle School they watched a few days ago, this video is probably the video of last year's game at Lion Tiger Middle School.

Sure enough, as soon as the video was opened, the basketball court, players, and spectators immediately flashed out.

"Look closely. Li Hua pointed to the player wearing a yellow jersey on the screen and said, "This is Lion Tiger Middle School." โ€

The game shown in the video was already in the fourth quarter, with five minutes left, and the Tigers held a four-point lead.

With 5 minutes and a 4-point difference, it stands to reason that the other side has every chance to catch up. Moreover, the offense and defense of Lion Tiger Middle School feel very average, and the strength of the opposite side feels similar. But the strange thing is that no matter how the opposite side fights or what method is used, there is no way to smooth out the difference.

Whenever the difference came to 2 points, the liger would always score a goal inexplicably, bringing the difference to 4 points. But when the margin widens to 6 points, they will inexplicably concede another goal, allowing the margin to return to 4 points again.

In this way, time is passing bit by bit, but the difference is still 4 points, not more, not less. Until the final whistle, the difference was still 4 points.

And that's the end of the video.

Li Hua turned off the video, then looked at the players and asked, "Okay, what do you see?"

"It's kind of weird. Li Jie's face was full of question marks.

"Yes, it's weird. Xu Zuoming nodded and said, "Why does Lion Tiger Middle School have to keep the score difference by 4 points? They obviously have several chances to expand the score. โ€

Jin Kun said: "Maybe for them, this point difference is more reassuring than a big lead." โ€

"How could it be. Guo Feng smiled on the side: "How can there be such a thing, it must be that the more leads, the better." โ€

Li Hua frowned and said, "No, what Jin Kun said is right. โ€

"Smack!" "Smack!"

Guo Feng's smile froze instantly.

Chu Kaixia smiled: "How about it, slap your face." โ€

Li Hua looked at them and continued: "Lion Tiger Middle School's playing style in the last five minutes is actually the same as fishing, and the bait is the difference of 4 points. โ€

"Fishing?" Xiao Ling said softly.

"That's right. Li Hua turned on the video again, pulled the progress bar forward, and then said: "You see, at this time, the Lion Tiger Middle School led by 6 points, and they obviously reduced the intensity of their defense, allowing the opponent to easily slip the bottom line. โ€

Li Hua pulled the progress bar again, "Look at it again, at this time, the score difference is only 2 points, although there is not much change, but the Lion Tiger Middle School has obviously strengthened the intensity of the attack." โ€

"It's not like when you're catching a big fish, you quickly tighten the line, then loosen it, then tighten it again. Li Hua gestured as he spoke, and he really felt like he was fishing, "Wait until the big fish is tired of struggling, and then pull it up completely." โ€

Li Hua was very happy to say it, but the players listened to it in a fog and didn't know what it had to do with basketball.

Looking at the confused little eyes in front of him, Li Hua had no choice but to continue to explain: "When the score difference widens, Lion Tiger Middle School relaxes the fishing line and gives the opponent an illusion of hope. And when the score difference narrowed, Lion Tiger Middle School tightened the fishing line again, giving the other party an illusion that it was a little worse. The Lion Tiger Middle School just let go of the opponent between hope and near, and finally lost the game. It's a simple way to play, but it's very difficult to execute, and it requires a lot of rhythm control for the team as a whole, and you have to bring the opponent into your own rhythm. 4 points is a good bait, but it is also a very dangerous bait, and a small mistake can lead to failure. โ€

"So, Tiger is a very rhythmic team, right, coach. It was Qin Yu, and he heard the key point at once.

Li Hua nodded and said, "Yes, Lion Tiger Middle School has a strong sense of rhythm, and it is very good at tricking opponents into its own rhythm. And after watching the video, do you feel that the strength of the players in Lion Tiger Middle School is very average? โ€

A group of people nodded in unison.

"Yes, they're very ordinary, and none of them are your opponents, if it's a heads-up. But ยทยทยทยทยทยท" Li Hua's tone suddenly became serious, "It was with this player that you think is average that they reached the top 16 last year. So in the national competition, no matter what the opponent looks like, you are not allowed to take it lightly, you see!"

"Got it!"

(End of chapter)