While talking, the two came to the gymnasium of Longteng High School. [Full text reading. 】

As soon as I entered the gymnasium, I was greeted by a heat wave, and there was an atmosphere of activity and excitement inside.

"It looks like this game is going to be exciting!" Yang Juncheng said with a smile, and couldn't wait to sweep his gaze to the scoreboard!

47:51！ Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School leads by 4 points.

"My goodness, this Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School has really improved compared to before, and it was still 4 points ahead at halftime, which is incredible." Song Jie was surprised.

"Hey!" Yang Juncheng said excitedly, "It's just halftime for intermission, Lao Song, you go and ask for a technical statistics." ”

"Why me?" Song Jie asked, pointing to his nose.

"You know the people here!" Yang Juncheng smiled and said, "Go quickly, there will be no time for the game to start in a while." ”

"Really, I really owe you in my last life!" Song Jie shook his head helplessly and walked towards the technical table.

Yang Juncheng found a remote empty seat, sat down, and looked at Zhang Yufeng, who was warming up on the field to prepare for the second half of the game, with an expectant look on his face!

"Come on, let me see how much your strength has grown now compared to two years ago." He whispered to himself, "I haven't been so excited in years, but don't let me down!" ”

While waiting, Song Jie walked back with the data sheet.

"How?" Yang Juncheng's eyes lit up and he said urgently.

"Not bad, see for yourself!" Song Jie said, handing the data sheet to him.

"6-of-11 shooting, 3-of-4 three-pointers, 15 points!" Yang Juncheng thought softly, and the smile on his face became more and more popular, "Yes, this data is very good, but unfortunately there are no free throws, which shows that his impact on the inside line is not enough, I think most of his shots are on the outside." ”

"You can be content, and if you get cheap, you will sell well." Song Jie sat next to him and said while fiddling with the camera.

"Haha!" Yang Juncheng was in a better mood and laughed, "I don't know how Ye Jun is doing?" He's also a fantastic player, just a little bit less talented. ”

"It's also very good, 8 of 15 shots, 4 of 4 free throws, 20 points, the data is better than Zhang Yufeng." Song Jie said.

"Oh?" Yang Juncheng was quite surprised, "With such a strong scoring ability, it seems that this young man has not been wasted in the past two years." ”

"Were these two the only ones who did well in the first half?" Yang Juncheng continued to ask, with a complaining look on his face, blaming Song Jie for being slow, otherwise how could he miss the first half of the game.

"Du Kuan and Zhou Boxing's performance is also good." Song Jie said, "Du Kuan scored 8 points in the second quarter and 12 points in the first half, second only to Zhang Yufeng, but unfortunately there were too many fouls, and it is estimated that the second half will not last long." Zhou Boxing is the second scorer of Longteng High School, and he also played steadily today, scoring 9 points for the time being. ”

"Oooh!" Yang Juncheng nodded while listening, and had a rough deduction of the situation in the first half in his mind.

His gaze swept to the court, and suddenly he showed solemnity, his eyes staring at the sidelines, which were full of respect.

"What's going on?" Song Jie was puzzled, he was laughing just now, why did he suddenly become so serious.

He looked at Yang Juncheng and saw the coach of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School, Wei Guoming.

"How? I didn't lie to you! Mr. Wei Guoming is the coach of the team! Song Jie said proudly, when he mentioned the three words Wei Guoming, his tone was also respectful.

"Yes!" Yang Juncheng nodded, "I really never expected that Mr. Wei Guoming would appear in Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School!" ”

"Actually, it's not surprising!" Song Jie said, "Mr. Han, the principal of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School, and Mr. Wei Guoming have been old friends for many years. ”

"Yes!" Yang Juncheng nodded, but he had a different idea, "If Zhang Yufeng didn't join the team, then Wei Guoming probably wouldn't have been out of the mountain, it seems that Mr. Wei is also very optimistic about Zhang Yufeng!" ”

"Yes!" Song Jie said, suddenly giving birth to a sad tone, "Zhang Yufeng, this kid is lucky enough, he can be favored by you and Mr. Wei, it is really green smoke on the ancestral grave." ”

"What? Are you envious? Yang Juncheng said.

"Envy a P, I'm almost forty years old, and I still envy him? I'm happy for him and for our country. Song Jie said with a grin.

"Haha!" Yang Juncheng joked, "If I were more than 20 years older than you, I would have been able to find you, but I blamed the information that was too backward at that time, otherwise you would be able to play professionally now." ”

"Don't laugh at me." Song Jie shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I still know how many pounds and taels I have, it's okay to bluff people on the street court, but if I get to the professional league, I guess I can't even play as a substitute." ”

"Yes, I'm very conscious!" Yang Juncheng said with a smile.

"You just make fun of me, if you don't tease me for a day, you won't be happy!" Song Jie rolled his eyes.

"You're really right, I feel bad if I don't talk about you for a day." Yang Juncheng said, but his eyes were on the field, because the players on both sides had already begun to enter, and the second half of the game would start immediately.

Song Jie also quieted down, no longer talking to him, but focused on the court, since he came, he couldn't come in vain, he had to find some material and write a headline article.

He holds his camera to his chest, ready to take pictures at any time.

On the court, Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School had already served, and Luo Wenhao dribbled to organize the attack.

Their center is still Du Kuan, even if he has three fouls on his back, he is still put on the court by Wei Guoming, for no other reason, the team's interior line is really inseparable from his defense.

Before going on the court, Wei Guoming repeatedly told him to pay attention to his fouls, not to move too much, and be careful of being caught by the referee, so he looked very restrained on the court at the moment, and he felt a little unable to let go.

Luo Wenhao passed the basketball to him, and he dribbled a few times and passed it out, not daring to let go at all.

Seeing this, Zhang Yufeng frowned, ran outside the three-point line, and asked for the basketball.

Since the captain is wilted, let me come!

Zhang Yufeng shouted wildly in his heart, dribbling faster and faster, and feints more and more.

Suddenly, he broke through and then used his best stunt, a stop-and-go jumper!

"Huh!" The basketball crosses a beautiful arc, ask if it falls into the hoop!

"Good shot!" Luo Wenhao excitedly stepped forward to high-five him.

This is a good sign, the team's ace is stable, then the team has a great chance of winning.

Dragon High School Attack!

Ye Jun took the ball and broke through to the inside, but instead of rushing to the basket, he rushed directly to people.

Du Kuan seemed very hesitant, not knowing whether to defend or not, and his movements were also very restrained.

Ye Jun jumped up and wanted to go to the basket.

Du Kuan was close to his body, and he didn't dare to jump, so he stretched out his hands, intending to interfere a little.

"Bell!" Ye Jun's layup didn't go in, and his body hit Du Kuan and fell to the ground.

"Toot!" The referee's whistle blows.

Everyone's faces changed, and they looked at the referee in horror!!

PS: First update!

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