After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Yufeng said: "It should be a little more powerful in the seventh middle school, after all, it is known as the winning team." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Ren Qinwei nodded helplessly, although he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that from the information collected by Chen Feng, to Zhang Yufeng's understanding of Ji Fan's technology, and the feeling of Lu Shaojie himself that he saw yesterday, it was a little stronger.

Tang Zixia was silent, but he thought in his heart, "Is Ji Fan really that powerful?" I really want to watch him play soon,...... Strange, how could I have such an idea? It's a shame. ”

She thought, a hint of blush appeared on her face, fortunately she was sitting in front of her, no one saw it, otherwise she would be embarrassed again.

There was silence in the car again, but the taxi had already arrived at the door of the hotel, and the four of them hurriedly got out of the car to avoid embarrassment again.

Back at the hotel, Chen Feng prepared the meal, and the rest of the team members had already eaten.

Zhang Yufeng and the others sat down and began to devour them.

At first, I didn't notice it, but when I saw a table of rich food, I realized that I was already hungry.

After eating, everyone went back to their respective rooms, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep, without even turning on the electric fan.

While they were asleep, their game results and statistical sheets were also transmitted to the teams participating in the league in Xuanyang City through various channels.

……

In the stadium of Tung Wah Middle School, the players are training.

Coach Wang Yiming held a copy of statistics in his hand, and Ye Jun, who was standing next to him, also had a copy in his hand.

Ye Jun looked at the data on it, his face was gloomy, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Wang Yiming didn't speak, he knew that Ye Jun was in an extremely bad mood at this time, after making a big splash in the league last year, he wanted to establish his position as the chief scoring guard in Xuanyang City through a year of hard work, but he didn't expect a Zhang Yufeng to suddenly appear, how can this be accepted.

Ye Jun stared at the data sheet, silent, with a sword in his eyes, and after a long time, he handed it to Wang Yiming and walked towards the court.

"Why are you going?" Wang Yiming said, in his mind, Ye Jun should have some comments when he saw this data sheet, why did he leave without saying a word?

"Training!" Ye Jun coldly dropped two words, picked up the basketball, and began to practice shooting.

"Damn, damn!" He said in his mouth while shooting, "Zhang Yufeng, no matter how good you are, I will beat you!" Prove that I am the No. 1 scoring guard in Xuanyang City. ”

Wang Yiming looked at him and muttered: "It seems that he is really stimulated, but this is fine, there is pressure to be motivated, and the emergence of such a talented opponent should also stimulate more potential!" ”

………

In the gymnasium of the No. 9 Middle School in Qinghe District.

"Run! How did you run a few laps and then run out of breath? A stern voice rang out.

It was the coach of the basketball team of No. 9 Middle School, Gao Changshan, who spoke. He has a Chinese face, with a pair of round-framed eyes, looks very kind, in fact, he is very short-tempered, regards the team as his life, has an almost paranoid love, he has a height of nearly one meter nine, a slightly fat figure, and is nicknamed 'Smiling Tiger'.

"The coach is so ruthless, he just finished the game in the morning, he didn't let him take a break, he started training in the afternoon, and he had to run for physical training after training, which was really miserable." A teenager in the number 9 jersey muttered.

"The coach is not only ruthless, but also eccentric, let the captain spy on the enemy, let us train here for an afternoon, it's really unfair!" Another teenager wearing the number 10 jersey said with a slight dissatisfaction.

"Luo Wenhao, Hu Yue, what are you two muttering?" Gao Changshan roared loudly.

"We say train hard." The two spoke in unison.

"It's good to know, run faster, and don't forget that you are the defending champions, how many teams are aiming to beat you!!" Long mountain road.

"Yes!" Everyone shouted in unison, and every time the words defending champion were mentioned, everyone's energy was like an endless sea of water, which could never be exhausted.

Gao Changshan nodded with satisfaction, this is what he wanted.

Although many excellent players have emerged this year, and many new teams have risen, and even everyone thinks that No. 7 Middle School will win this year's championship, Gao Changshan is still confident, he believes that the team still has the strength to compete for the championship, just because his team has Tang Fei, the first center in Xuanyang City!!

In order to defend his title and win another championship, he must find out every competitive opponent, and in fact, his imaginary opponents are only three schools: No. 7 Middle School, No. 12 Middle School, and Donghua Middle School.

Needless to say, the old opponents, who are already familiar with them, met in the finals for two consecutive years, won the championship by the 12th middle school in the first year, and snatched the championship back last year with Tang Fei's outstanding performance.

No. 7 Middle School and Donghua Middle School are both newly rising powerhouses, so they need to pay special attention, so he sent Tang Fei to spy on the enemy.

He looked at the table below, it was close to seven o'clock in the evening, and said with some worry: "The game should have ended a long time ago, why hasn't he come back?" Is something wrong? ”

Worried, Tang Fei walked in from outside the basketball hall.

"Coach, I'm back." He shouted, a hint of excitement in his tone.

"Oh!" Gao Changshan was slightly overjoyed, and thought to himself, "Tang Fei is so happy, isn't there anything worth being happy to report to me?" ”

"Captain!!" The players stopped training and surrounded them.

"Did you find anything when you went to the game? What is the strength of Tung Wah Secondary School? Gao Changshan hurriedly asked, with joy in his tone.

"Give me that bottle of water, I'm dying of thirst." Tang Fei said.

The player next to him hurriedly handed over a bottle of mineral water.

Tang Fei drank water and handed the data sheet in his hand to Gao Changshan.

"What is this?" Gao Changshan's face sank, looking at the few big characters on it, the data statistics of Kangxian No. 3 Middle School!

He was a little angry, obviously he was going to spy on the situation of Donghua Middle School, why did he get back the data statistics of Kangxian No. 3 Middle School?

Tang Fei drank a bottle of mineral water in one go, then let out a long breath and said excitedly: "Don't worry, open it and take a look." ”

Gao Changshan retracted his gaze and looked at the statistical sheet in his hand, his face gradually became serious, and his eyes were solemn.

He was silent for a long time, then asked, "Have you finished watching this game?" ”

"Well, not a minute!" Tang Fei said.

"Does this Zhang Yufeng really have the statistical scoring strength?" Gao Changshan couldn't believe it.

"It's better than the statistically good scorer, and I can feel that he didn't give his best in this game, and he still has some reservations." Tang Fei continued.

Gao Changshan gasped, thinking of the data, his voice was a little hoarse: "Are you sure you're not joking?" ”

Tang Fei said very seriously: "I'm serious. ”

Kang County No. 3 Middle School scored a total of 66 points, and Zhang Yufeng scored 31 points alone, is this a game?

Gao Changshan thought about it, and his head was a little dizzy.

"What about this Ren Qinwei? More versatile than Ding Chaowen? He asked again, unable to believe the data.

"Except for the defense and scoring are slightly worse, the rest of the aspects are better than Ding Chaowen!" Tang Fei said again.

"I can see the difference in points, so how can the defense be poor? Can you still get 8 rebounds, 3 steals, and 3 blocks on poor defense? Gao Changshan felt a swarm of bees buzzing in his head, and the sound was getting louder and louder.

"He can play these statistics not because of his good defensive ability, but because his physical fitness is too perverted, and his reflexes are also first-class, which makes up for his lack of defensive awareness and skills." Tang Fei replied.

"How perverted?"

"One of the kinkiest I've ever seen!"

Gao Changshan's eyes were dark, his body shook, and he had a feeling of wanting to faint!!