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Today's Olympic Sports Center is particularly lively, it can be described as overcrowded, and the attendance rate of the basketball hall of the Olympic Sports Center, which can accommodate more than 20,000 people, has reached more than 50%. In other words, there are at least tens of thousands of spectators in the basketball hall of the Olympic Sports Center today.

It is precisely because there are too many people that the staff of the organizing committee are as busy as anything, sweating profusely and their vests are full of water.

After a while, reporters from major media outlets arrived, and the TV station personnel in charge of the live broadcast also arrived, and the staff of the organizing committee immediately greeted them and arranged positions for these people.

After these people were arranged, news came from outside that two officials from the Basketball Association had arrived.

The organizing committee didn't expect the Basketball Association to come at all, they were all surprised, and they didn't dare to slack off, so they immediately went out to greet them, arranged a position, and were very busy.

Compared to the hustle and bustle outside, the locker room was much quieter.

Everyone in Anyi No. 1 Middle School had already changed their clothes and sat in the locker room, chatting, but their expressions were not so natural. This is the finals in the end, although I have repeatedly told myself that it is nothing, and I have to be calm, but at this point, no one can calm down.

All of them were a little nervous and a little expectant.

Looking at the nervous appearance of the players under his command, Lu Fuyang said in his heart that this is not good, how can he play when he is too nervous to let go of his hands and feet? But he himself is also a little nervous, after all, this is the first time he has led the team to play in the finals, and the pressure is not much less than that of the players.

On the other hand, the 12th Middle School in Beijing is much calmer than the people in Anyi No. 1 Middle School.

That's the experience, they're the defending champions, they've been through this kind of battle for a long time, so it's very relaxed and not a lot of nervousness.

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After a while, the staff came to inform An Yi No. 1 Middle School and told them that they could play.

"Let's go. Lu Fuyang beckoned everyone and walked out first, followed by Xu Meng, followed by a group of players.

Walking out of the player tunnel, there was a huge boo immediately, this is in the capital, most of the tens of thousands of viewers support the 12th middle school in the capital, so seeing Anyi No. 1 Middle School come out, the boos are exceptionally loud, at least thousands of people speak at the same time, that kind of momentum, it is really shocking.

However, hearing this kind of booing, everyone in Anyi No. 1 Middle School calmed down.

They had heard too many boos, so the boos didn't affect them, but they calmed down quickly.

Walking through thousands of boos, everyone in Anyi No. 1 Middle School went from nervous to calm, from excited to calm, and when they sat in their seats, everyone had completely entered the state of the game.

Behind them was the 12th Middle School in Beijing, and it was no surprise that they ushered in cheers that were several times louder than the boos just now.

A burst of cheers was deafening, filling the entire arena, so that the two Basketball Association officials sitting on the edge of the technical table couldn't help but be surprised, and the one on the left smacked his tongue and said: "Old Bear, look at the atmosphere of this arena, this cheer, Beijing No. 12 Middle School is very popular." ”

"Hehe, the team in the capital is still the defending champion, which is understandable. "The basketball association official called Lao Xiong is named Xiong Jin, slightly chubby, round face, and looks very kind. He smiled and said to his colleague on the left: "Lao Lu, do you think you can win this game today?"

"I don't know. Lao Lu's name is Lu Zhanyun, with a Chinese face, a burly figure, and a very imposing body, he smiled and said: "However, I am more optimistic about Anyi No. 1 Middle School." ”

"Why?" Xiong Jin was taken aback.

"Because they have Chen Feng and Yu Qian. Lu Zhanyun said, "I've been paying attention to these two people for a long time, and they are indeed very good talents. No, it shouldn't be said to be talent, it should be genius, both of these people are geniuses, and I am very optimistic about their future. ”

Xiong Jin was dumbfounded, looked at Lu Zhanyun, and saw that Lu Zhanyun didn't seem to be joking, he also became serious, looked at the people from Anyi No. 1 Middle School, and said, "Old Lu, do you want to choose Chen Feng and Yu Qian?"

"Hmm. Lu Zhanyun nodded, "I'm more optimistic about the two of them." Of course, Lu Shengpeng and Cheng Weidong in Beijing No. 12 are also very good and talented players, and I like them very much. ”

"Lao Lu. Xiong Jin smiled bitterly, "But there are only two places to enter the national youth team, you are a little greedy." ”

Lu Zhanyun laughed when he heard this: "I'm greedy because we have produced so many excellent seedlings in Huaxia, which is a good thing." ”

"Huh. Xiong Jin smiled, "It's a good thing, but it's a pity that there are only two places, let's see, who is more powerful among the four of them, after all, we have to compare to know." ”

"Hmm. Lu Zhanyun didn't say much more.

On the field, the players from both sides warmed up, and the thousands of spectators in the audience cheered loudly when they saw the goal of the 12th Middle School in Beijing, and booed when they saw the goal of Anyi No. 1 Middle School.

This is just a warm-up, and the audience is so excited that everyone in Anyi No. 1 Middle School is a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, they have experienced a lot of battles along the way from the provincial league to the regional competition and then to the national challenge, and they know that they can't compete with the fans, so they let it go.

However, not being able to compete with the fans does not mean that you can't compete with the people of the 12th Middle School in Beijing, Zhang Long and Qu Yong took turns to stage violent deductions, and then looked at the people of the 12th Middle School in Beijing provocatively.

This is an old routine on the court, and the people of Beijing No. 12 Middle School naturally won't be incomprehensible, and they also began to fight back and compete with Anyi No. 1 Middle School, without giving in at all.

Lu Shengpeng and Cheng Weidong, the cores of Beijing No. 12 Middle School, did not participate, and Chen Feng and Yu Qian from Anyi No. 1 Middle School did not participate, the four of them looked at each other, their eyes collided in the air, and no one said anything, but the momentum was already colliding, and sparks were splashing.

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Soon, the warm-up ended.

Lu Fuyang beckoned the players and began to arrange tactics: "Wait a while, Chen Feng and Yu Qian will be the main attackers, Ruan Bin, you pay attention to blocking and dismantling them." Shi Xiaomeng, the rebound is handed over to you, the opponent's center Lu Shengpeng is known as the giant under the basket, with excellent physical fitness, flexible footwork, and outstanding skills, you must be careful. I don't ask you to guard him completely, but you have to put enough pressure on him not to score easily. ”

"Yes. Ruan Bin replied.

"Coach, I see. Shi Xiaomeng also nodded.

Lu Fuyang looked at Ye Yiming again and admonished: "Ye Yiming, your task is to pass the ball, and you must pass the ball when Chen Feng and Yu Qian have a chance, understand?"

Ye Yiming replied: "Understood." ”

"Chen Feng. Lu Fuyang looked at Chen Feng and became serious, "Your task is very heavy, you have to take on the task on the offensive end, and you have to defend against the opponent's core Cheng Weidong, which consumes a lot of your physical strength, you must pay attention to the reasonable distribution of physical strength on the field." ”

"Hmm. Chen Feng nodded, his face expressionless.

Seeing his expressionless appearance, Lu Wuyang sighed again in his heart, and secretly prayed: "I hope my worries are superfluous." ”