"Yankees, look at my three-pointers!" Yang Ping shouted angrily, and waved his arms forward in a standard posture, and in his heart, the ball was already nine out of ten. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

If he has the ball in his hands.

Hanamichi looked at Yang Ping depressedly, this kid said that he had been talking about his dream for most of the night, and he couldn't sleep at all. He rolled over in pain and plugged his ears, but he still didn't feel the slightest sleep.

Tomorrow is the final battle with the American team, maybe the insomnia is not because of Yang Ping's dream words, but because of his own nervousness. Ikebana simply sat up and stood in front of the window thinking about how to fight the mighty American team.

He remembered the conversation he had during the day when he watched the game footage with everyone:

"The U.S. team is invincible in basketball, and it's not a shame for you to lose in the next finals." Shen Hao said.

"If you have to explain how strong they are, it can probably be understood that the United States has a center who can take out Carré, a big forward who is taller and faster than Milosevic, a small forward who can defend Nowitzki, a scoring guard who beat Liu Chuanzebei in the warm-up game and a point guard who is more difficult to deal with than Bodiloga, plus a group of tough benches." Fu Chen described.

"Are they really that invincible?" Ikebana asked herself, but she couldn't get an answer.

He's never played a basketball game that didn't require a win. Even in the little-known Xiangbei team back then, they also fought hard to defeat the invincible king Mountain Institute of Technology.

And now, everyone is telling him that the national youth team has reached the final is already the best record in history, they are already heroes of the motherland, and it doesn't matter if they win or lose the rest.

"I'm so proud of you, boys!" Even Director Li Lutong commented on them: "In tomorrow's game, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, just play your own mental outlook!" ”

"Doesn't it matter if you win or lose?" Hanamichi asked herself, but she still couldn't agree with the answer.

"If you don't want to win, there's no point in being on the field! No matter what everyone else thinks, I'm going to try to win! Hanamichi thought for a long time, and finally made up his mind: "Down with Team America!" ”

He figured it out, his mind relaxed, and he finally fell asleep on the bed.

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Chongyin Stadium was full again, and even the worst tickets were sold to a sky-high price of 280,000 yuan, but the tickets were still priceless. Even the outside of the stadium was crowded with enthusiastic fans who cheered loudly for the Chinese team.

"Look, Team America is here!" A sharp-eyed fan pointed to the bus and shouted.

"Come on Kidd!" "Come on, Iverson!" Cheers rang out. After years of basketball promotion, Chinese fans are no longer blind followers who only followed their own people. They also pay attention to the NCAA, to the generation of America, to these future superstars.

"There are also a lot of fans of yours here." Sean. Davis teased.

"What's the way to be handsome?" Volad. Kidd smiled.

"I'm not as popular as you." The fierce-looking Barneys. Cato looked coldly out the window, as if searching for his prey.

This large-scale event mobilized a considerable number of police officers, and the level of security was even higher than that of ordinary heads of state. After a strict inspection, Yao Ming walked into the venue, and Li Lutong immediately got up and shook hands with him.

"Thanks to you, Lu Tong, I can still sit on the rostrum and watch the game." Yao Ming teased.

Uncle Yao said with a smile, you are the first person in the history of Chinese basketball. It's an honor for you to come and see these juniors play! "Li Lutong's respect for Yao Ming comes from the heart.

"My achievements are indeed unprecedented, but they may not be unprecedented." Yao Ming's eyes looked at the players of the national youth team who were warming up on the sidelines, and said seriously: "These little guys have created a big miracle by reaching the finals. I also hope that they will create even greater miracles for us to see. ”

"Uncle Yao, if it was the U.S. national youth team in previous years, I dare to say that they were at least four or five percent sure that they could win the game. But this year's American team is too perverted, and now the winning rate of the American team is no less than 90%. Li Lutong reluctantly admitted.

"Fortunately, their 'political task' has been accomplished, and there is still a broader world waiting for them in the future." Yao Ming sighed with emotion: "Lu Tong, under the opportunity of this great era, they are likely to surpass you and me." ”

"Yes, Uncle Yao, you and I haven't caught up with such a good era." Li Lutong said with a look of regret on his face.

The Chinese players off the field don't know what "political tasks" and "big times" are, they only focus on the opponent in front of them. Now, one of them has come over and it is none other than Jema. Iverson.

"Liu Chuan, Utu, and Hanamichi, I'm glad to be able to face you again." Iverson went straight to several old opponents and confessed: "I have never forgotten the defeat of that year, and I have turned this emotion into motivation to move forward, and I continue to get stronger." ”

"Haha, you must be a good opponent now!" Utu held out his hand and shook it with Iverson.

"I've been looking forward to playing you guys all year after year! It's sure to be a good game! Iverson was a little excited to get his wish.

"I'll let you swallow the bitter fruit of defeat again!" Hanamichi threatened without hesitation.

Liu Chuan glanced at Hanamichi with a little surprise, but did not make a sound. He was aware of Iverson's current strength, and this understanding also affected his belief in victory to a greater or lesser extent. This was the first time he felt that Ikebana had surpassed him in fighting spirit.

"Idiots also have the benefits of being idiots." He thought so.

Mu Gangxian on the other side looked at Davis and Cato in the distance, and his heart was desperate.

"It's so high!" He sighed. The tallest He Ji man in the team is 221cm, which is already a rare big man in China, but Cato is about the same height as him, and Davis is actually a cut taller. Mu Gangxian, who barely reaches 2 meters tall, looks like a dwarf compared to the American Twin Towers.

"Is this kind of guy really something we can fight against?" He looked at He Yashi.

"No matter what, it's already come to this point, and we must fight to the end!" He Yashi's small eyes blinked, revealing a fierce light.

Players from both sides came on the pitch, and both teams made some changes to their starting lineups: For the first time, the U.S. team fielded four of the Miracle Generation — Davis, Battier, Iverson and Kidd — and the other starter was Downey Brown. Duncan.

The Chinese team sent He Jinan, Hanamichi, Liu Chuan, Mao Zebei and Mu Shen, and Liang Kuan sat on the bench.

"Oh? Sure enough, Cato didn't play either. Liang Kuan was happy when he saw the starting lineup of the American team.

Hanamichi walked to the middle circle instead of He Jinan, ready to jump the ball. At 199cm, he faced Davis, who was 224cm, and the difference between the two was clear at a glance.

The game starts and the referee throws the ball high!