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"Mr. Gangmen, this is not what we said before!" Kim Yongchun felt that he had never been so angry, he was completely insulted by his opponent in basketball!

"There's a limit to how much we can help!" As soon as the door was in a hurry, he almost bluntly said "you are too far apart".

"Why don't you do that?" The Thai referee hurriedly played a round and said: "The coach deploys more tactics to break through the inside line, create more physical contact, and we blow more to send their inside line off!" ”

"That's a great idea!" The referee of Gangmen also agreed.

"No!" Park Changduo waved his hand again and again: "You don't know, China's strongest center forward is the No. 15 big fat man, and he is still sitting on the sidelines!" If these insiders are punished, we won't be able to play on the 15th. ”

"That makes sense!" Jin Yongchun thought about it, this center forward who is less than 2.1 meters can't beat himself, and there is the big fat man who is 2.2 meters tall and a circle bigger on the opposite side, and if he doesn't do it, he will be even more powerful.

"I watched their internal game footage before, and this No. 15 is their inner core!" Park Chang-do's misunderstanding of this game video is too deep, and unfortunately no one can explain it to him.

"What should I do then?" An official next to him exclaimed: "If this kind of fiasco continues, the great leader must be very unhappy!" ”

"If this continues, I'm afraid my heir's position will not be guaranteed." Jin Yongchun secretly complained in his heart. He liked basketball since he was a child, and his father was opposed to it, but after the Washington Conference, he got his father's support and became a national treasure, and was even secretly designated as the heir. According to his father, who was drunk, the country even had a chance to change the world through basketball, but now it's all over. He did a lot of calculations, but he didn't expect that the basketball skills he had worked were not enough to defeat the powerful Chinese players.

"But...... The Chinese team is so strong that I feel ......" Park Chang-do almost wanted to tell the truth: "I feel like I can't beat it no matter how I fight." ”

"Otherwise, we just interrupt the game signal and tie them all up!" Jin Yongchun revealed his fierce and evil nature.

"It's not easy to do this, FIBA will definitely investigate it when we go back." The referee hurriedly stopped. It was bad enough to be entrusted with blowing the ball, and he didn't want to get involved in a more serious matter.

"Fools, don't embarrass me again!" A thunderous roar pierced everyone's ears.

Jin Yongchun immediately pretended to be an honest look; The referee shook his hand, and the pen he was holding fell off; Park Changduo's face turned even pale, and he turned his head and bowed down to say hello; The others were scared out.

Such a flamboyant person is naturally the supreme leader of North Korea, Kim Yao-il.

"After the first half, it can be said that the winner has been decided. It can be called a miracle to overtake 20 points to defeat the strong, and a 30-point overtake is a legend, and now it is 47 points behind! Jin Yaori roared angrily: "You guys are stupid, aren't you? If this is overtaken, it will be fraud at first glance! If we win, we'll be banned! ”

"I'm sorry, Dad." Jin Yongchun hurriedly reviewed.

With a "snap", Jin Yaori slapped him in the face.

"Your grandfather Zheng Eungong liked basketball very much when he was studying in Europe, and he especially loved to watch Jordan play! I thought you were a bit of a grandfather's eloquence, but I didn't expect you to be a wreck! The four fat criticized his son fiercely.

Jin Yongchun covered his face, tears rolling around his eyes.

"The defeat is decided, but still fight with all your might, don't be ashamed!" Jin Yaori turned and left. He deserves to be a generation of heroes and accepts defeat calmly.

The suspense of the second half was completely lost, and without the obvious help of the referee, the strength of the North Korean team and the Chinese team was not the same.

Liang Kuan took advantage of a good opportunity to win the ball under the basket, turned around and slammed into Cui Niubi, who fell to the ground with a scream.

"You won't get too hurt, but there's always going to be a few days of lying down. This is the retribution for injuring South Korean players before. Liang Kuan muttered silently in his heart.

"I'll fight!" Jung Jae-il is still unconvinced, and wants to single-handedly beat the opponent through personal skills.

It's a pity that he faced a wild man with an unusually fast reaction, Utu took the ball down and drove straight into the basket to slam and score!

Utu flew Li Long's broken layup with a big hat fan, and as soon as he landed on the ground, he rushed up without a buffer, and directly participated in the fast attack.

"Utu, this kid, has a strong desire to attack today!" Cheng Liangtian couldn't help but sigh.

"16 points, 8 rebounds and 8 assists, quasi-triple-double." Shen Hao also found out that Utu was unusually brave.

"Liang Kuan, don't kill them all, leave me some!" Utu is highly motivated.

"This kind of thing is also called by teammates?" Liang Kuan smiled and showed no mercy.

The two superstars joined hands to rise up and fight until North Korea lost its armor and collapsed. The Chinese audience in front of the TV was fascinated.

The final score was fixed at 126:39, and the Chinese team defeated the opponent and advanced to the World Youth Championships! Liang Kuanhao scored 47 points, 23 rebounds and 11 blocks, and Utu also had 25 points, 11 rebounds and 10 assists, and the two contributed triple-doubles respectively.

When the final bell rang, the Chinese players did not mean to celebrate at all, and everyone had a steady and calm smile on their faces. 15 people gathered together, gathered in front of the live broadcast camera, and shouted in unison:

"We won for you!"

Hearing this heavy sentence, Jin Yicheng in front of the TV suddenly couldn't cry.

The death of his grandfather, the exile of his family, and the hatred of his years disappeared in this game. It has been said that sport is war in times of peace. This is how Jin Yicheng continued to grow in the war, and eventually grew into a warrior with a group of reliable brothers.

"World Youth Championships, waiting for you!" Ikebana shouted.

"That's right, come along!" Everyone chimed in.

"En......" He covered his face, but tears of relief still couldn't stop flowing from between his fingers and into his mouth. The tears are bitter, but Jin Yicheng's heart is sweet.

"Definitely, definitely, definitely!" He choked up and made an oath.

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On the same day, the national youth team took the plane to return to the training camp in Qingdao, waiting for them to be greeted by a large number of fans, and the exit was full of flowers and applause.

"Liu Chuan, you are so handsome!"

"Liang Kuan is too domineering!"

"Does Ikebana have a girlfriend?" A female fan screamed.

Hanamichi smiled at her calmly and nodded again. He had never been more convinced that his return to the pitch was the right thing to do.

"Sure enough, my choice is not wrong, the basketball court is the most suitable stage for me!"