On the morning of the second day, the national youth team ushered in the second match of the World Youth Championship at the Los Angeles Coliseum, and the opponent was the Asian powerhouse Iran!

In the previous round, Iran lost to Turkey in the same group, and are currently the same as the Chinese team with zero wins and one loss, so this game is a do-or-die battle for both sides, and only by winning this game can the possibility of reaching the quarterfinals in the group stage be retained. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

There is no room for loss in this game!

The game time is still in the morning, and there is still no live broadcast in China, but there is a text live broadcast on the Internet, so they can keep up to date with the latest news through their mobile phones.

After the last snow hiding Zhang Yufeng, Yang Juncheng was questioned a lot, and friends who knew Zhang Yufeng expressed strong dissatisfaction, even so, in the middle of the night today, they were still waiting in front of their mobile phones, smacking the screen again and again, hoping to see Zhang Yufeng's name appear on the screen.

In the stadium of the game, many Chinese media have arrived, and they are also speculating about Yang Juncheng's intentions, after confirming that Zhang Yufeng has played dominantly in the two warm-up games, those media finally put away their contemptuous eyes and began to face up to this underage teenager, and even after watching yesterday's game with the United States, they were looking forward to Zhang Yufeng being able to play and cheer for the team.

When the official game started half an hour ago, the stadium was already full of fans, and there were many Chinese fans in front of it, even more than in the previous game, even if the Chinese team did not perform well, the fans would still come to support.

Ten minutes before the start of the game, the two sides began to warm up.

Yang Juncheng, the head coach of the national youth team, sat on the bench with Erlang's legs crossed, with a toothpick in his mouth, talking and laughing with the assistant coach next to him, and he couldn't see the nervousness at all, I don't know whether he was confident or pretending to be calm.

In the eyes of the fans at the scene, they thought that he was a sign of self-confidence, after all, Iran, like China, is a third-rate team, and it should not be a problem to win.

Two minutes before the start of the game, the two sides handed the list of starters to the judges' bench, and soon the big screen showed the names of the starters of both teams.

Center Yang Jie, power forward Song Fei, small forward Ren Qinwei, point guard Ji Fan, and scoring guard...... Zhang Yufeng!

Looking at the starting list of the national youth team, there was an uproar in the hall and there was a lot of discussion.

"What the hell is number 24? I didn't see him come out in the last game! "A fan is a little baffled.

"What does the coach of the Chinese team think? Players who didn't get a chance to play in garbage time in the last game are used to play in this game? Could it be that this coach has already given up on this game? ”

"Hey, although I don't have much hope, I still want to see the Chinese team have a wonderful performance, and now it seems that this game is another big defeat." Another fan sighed, his face full of loss.

On the other side of the world, those who had expectations for Zhang Yufeng couldn't help cheering when they saw Zhang Yufeng's name appear on the starting list on the mobile phone screen, but then they scolded again, because the live broadcaster who didn't understand the situation also raised questions, and wrote that Yang Juncheng was invited by the monkey. actually sent an unknown kid to start, is there no other player in the Chinese team? I think Zhao Jiwei, who played yesterday, is much better than him.

"Damn, these two strokes." Han Yanshuo lay on the bed, looking at the words typed by the live broadcaster, he couldn't help but be angry, and then looked at the team's QQ group, there was also a lot of scolding, he hurriedly wrote in the group, and sent a comment to spray the live broadcaster.

Luo Wenhao and Du Kuan in the group responded and acted immediately, so another war began.

At the World Youth Team game, players from both sides are ready to enter.

Yang Juncheng was giving the final instructions to the team members, "Everything is played according to the tactics we usually practice, do you still have any questions?" ”

"Nope!" Everyone said that their faces were full of confidence and were not affected by the painful defeat in the last game, because with the addition of Zhang Yufeng, they had full confidence in this game.

Yang Juncheng nodded, then stared at Zhang Yufeng and said: "You can play freely in this game, you can play as much as you want, I have only one request, that is, to fulfill yesterday's promise and bring back the victory." ”

Zhang Yufeng was slightly stunned, he didn't expect the coach to give him such a big privilege, and then he showed a smile, clenched his fist and waved, "No problem!" ”

"Let's play!" Yang Juncheng said, looking at Zhang Yufeng's back, and said softly, "I used to deliberately suppress your reputation, so when you started the game, it would attract a lot of scolding, but not today, and not in the future, today's game will show your offensive talent to the fullest, let the world see, what kind of talented scorer you are!" ”

On the court, the players from both sides stood still, and the Iranian players couldn't help but smile dumbly when they looked at Zhang Yufeng, revealing a mocking expression.

The Iranian team also studied yesterday's game, knowing that Zhang Yufeng did not appear in the last game, but now he is the starter, is this funny? Could it be that China is already planning to abandon the game, prepare for a three-day trip to Los Angeles and then go home?

For such contempt, Zhang Yufeng looked as usual, did not pay attention, just focused all his energy on basketball, and he must win this game today.

"Toot!" With a bang, the game began, the center forwards of both sides jumped the ball, and Yang Jie took the ball out.

The national youth team grabbed the basketball and quickly passed it to Ji Fan, and then after half the court, he broke through the ball through blocking and dismantling, and passed the ball to Zhang Yufeng, who was ambushed on the left side.

The defender in front of him was about a meter away from him, and his hands were spread out, blocking his possible breakthrough.

There was no dribbling, no breakthrough, and after receiving the ball, he jumped high and shot, and the defender saw this and hurriedly jumped up to block, but unfortunately it was too late.

"Huh!" The crisp sound of entering the net sounded, and the three-point shot was made.

Catching the ball and S basket are as fast as a bolt of lightning, as steady as a mountain, and as accurate as if tracking and positioning are installed. The Iranian players looked at each other, their eyes revealed disbelief, and there was a faint premonition in their hearts, that No. 24 did not look simple.

"Beautiful!" The players of the national youth team were very calm, just high-fived and ran back to defend, and they had long been accustomed to Zhang Yufeng's performance.

The webcaster broadcast the news, and Han Yanshuo and the others couldn't help cheering excitedly, and continued to attack the live broadcaster......

In the arena, the Iranian team attacked, and after the tactics were played, there was an empty space, but unfortunately the shooter failed to hit the ball.

Yang Jie grabbed the rebound and gave it to Ji Fan.

Ji Fan quickly got down, wanting to play a fast attack!

(End of chapter)