Chapter Ninety-Two: The Man and the Wolf Go to War
On the morning of December 15, Beijing time, the National High School Basketball League was still in full swing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Today is the final day of the lower bracket group, and early in the morning, the Hongyun Arena is full of people and enthusiastic to watch the game.
However, to their disappointment, the first game of Group A in the morning was not the matchup they expected, but the battle for the bottom of the two teams of Caolian Middle School and Hongyang Middle School.
Although Cao Lian Middle School and Hongyang Middle School have tried their best to fight in order not to be at the bottom, the audience is still indifferent, even if it is a wonderful goal, they don't even cheer. There's no way, who calls Chinese fans so realistic.
And not only the fans, but even Yu Licheng and Wu Hai, who are in charge of the commentary, are also like this, they are weak throughout the game, except for the occasional shout "good ball", the other words are slow and soft, like a lullaby, making people drowsy.
In the end, after an hour and a half of fierce battle, Hongyang Middle School defeated Caolian Middle School by a slight margin of 71:68 and avoided the fate of being at the bottom.
Since then, the ranking of Group A has been clear. Cao Lian Middle School has 0 wins and 4 losses, with 0 points, and is glorious at the bottom. Hongyang Middle School has 1 win and 3 losses, with 1 point. Golden Lion High School has 2 wins and 2 losses, with 2 points. In the end, it is the same 3-0 and 3 points of Wolf Warrior Middle School and Chinese Middle School. And next, they will also decide the winner.
In the locker room of Wolf Warrior Middle School, Lin Wenwen was flipping through the small book in her hand, and the players were sitting quietly.
Yu Licheng's soft voice came from the radio, "Okay, the competition between Caolian Middle School and Hongyang Middle School is finally over, and then we will hold the competition between Wolf Warrior Middle School and Chinese Middle School on time at ten o'clock." ā
Xu Xuan, who was the captain, stood up from the bench and said, "Everyone change your clothes and get ready to warm up." ā
Hearing the voice, Leng Yan, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating, opened his eyes, took out a gray jersey from his bag, changed it, and put on a black warm-up suit. He had been cold and calm when he had done this before, but today, his right hand couldn't help but tremble. Because today's game is crucial for him, it's a game that you can't lose.
A tense and heavy atmosphere lingered in the locker room, and everyone had a tense face and an expression that had never been more serious than ever.
Lin Wenwen closed the small notebook she had been looking at, rubbed her tired eyes, stood up, and said in a firm tone: "Believe me, we will definitely win, and my analysis will not be wrong." ā
Seeing that the players had already changed their clothes, Xu Xuan clapped his hands and said loudly, "Let's go, it's time for us to play." ā
"Good. The others also answered loudly.
After everyone else left, Leng Yan walked up to Lin Wenwen, touched her cheek with his left hand, gently rubbed her dark circles with his thumb, and said coldly and distressedly: "I've worked hard for you this time." ā
Once, for Leng Yan, basketball was the whole of his life. But now, basketball is just a part of his whole life.
Lin Wenwen closed her eyes, felt the temperature from Leng Yan's hand, and enjoyed the happiness of this moment, "Wait a minute, come on." ā
"I will. Leng Yan's left hand slid down from Lin Wenwen's shoulder and took her little hand, "Let's go." ā
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In the locker room of the Chinese Middle School, the heavy atmosphere is a little lighter than that of the Wolf Warrior Middle School.
Ling Hao clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Come on, everyone, we must win this one." ā
"Of course. Zhao Xin waved his fist and shouted, "Look at me and wait to blow up his inside line." ā
"That's it. Wen Hao was not as serious as the last game against Golden Lion Middle School, he said with a hippie smile: "When the time comes, see how I play them." ā
"Don't be careless. Xiao Ling's warm voice came, "Xu Xuan, who is opposite you, is not a simple character, don't forget, Wolf Warrior Middle School can win the Golden Lion Middle School because he restricts Mo Feng." ā
Xiao Ling was right. Li Hua walked up to Wen Hao and said, "Wait a minute, be optimistic about Xu Xuan, he is very likely that you are the key to us winning this game." ā
"Understood. Wen Hao patted his chest, and after beating Mo Feng, his confidence was greatly increased, and he said confidently: "I will prevent him from killing." ā
"Yun Feng. Zhao Xin walked up to Yun Feng, who was silently changing clothes in the corner, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Come on." ā
Yun Feng blushed, lowered his head, and replied in a low voice: "I, I will, I will ć»ć»ć»ć»ć»ć»." ā
"Don't worry, with Yun Feng here, we will definitely not lose. "At the critical moment, Qin Yu can only stand up and relieve him. Because he became the manager of the team, he was able to follow the team to the bench.
"Oh. Zhao Xin smiled awkwardly, every time he wanted to talk to Yun Feng, Yun Feng immediately became like this, and he was speechless.
"Ren Yan, get ready to go. After Shao Sa changed his clothes, he couldn't help but remind Ren Yan when he saw that Ren Yan was still sitting in a daze, and his uniform hadn't been changed yet.
"Oh, got it. Ren Yan responded calmly, looked up at Li Hua, and his lips moved slightly.
Hearing Shao Sa's voice, when Li Hua looked back at Ren Yan, he just met Ren Yan's gaze.
After being silent for a second or two, Li Hua suddenly said an incomprehensible sentence, "This time, let Ren Yan play the starting point guard." ā
"Ahh
In this regard, Li Hua gave an explanation, "When we played Ryoma Middle School, we needed his strength, three points king, Ren Yan." ā
"But..." Wen Hao still didn't want to see all those hard efforts come to naught.
"Be quiet. Xiao Ling grabbed Wen Hao and stopped him from continuing, "Didn't the coach say it all, we need Ren Yan's strength." Moreover, with Ren Yan here, maybe those tactics we practiced will be executed more smoothly. ā
Xiao Ling glanced at Ren Yan, in fact, he was also a little fan of Ren Yan, so he decided to play the position of scoring guard.
"Alright, let's go. Ling Hao waved his hand, signaling that the time was almost up.
"Let's go, let's go. Zhao Xin shouted, the first to walk out of the locker room, and the others followed out.
"Coach. Ren Yan walked in front of Li Hua and stopped, and just wanted to speak, but was stopped by Li Hua.
"You don't have to say anything, just focus on playing and get back to the feeling you used to have. You know, your opponent is, Fang Le. ā
"I will. Ren Yan nodded in the face of the decision, he now finally knows why the Chinese middle school has been at the bottom for five consecutive years, but everyone still says that Li Hua is an excellent coach.
In the stadium, as the two teams entered the stadium, the crowd cheered. This human-wolf battle between the Chinese middle school and the wolf warrior middle school is about to begin.