Chapter 67: Reconciliation of this Question? Solve it with your hands

Lu Xingcai couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this magical goal, and looked at Mr. Li with some distraction. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The latter was very calm, as if this magical goal had already been calculated by him, without a trace of surprise, but shrugged at Lu Xingcai and said: "Sauerkraut, be careful, we are catching up." ā€

Mr. Li's team also rekindled hope because of this magical goal, and they instantly cheered up.

However, this annoyed Lu Xingcai, who quickly took the baseline serve, waved her arms, and threw the ball across the half court in the position of a shot put player. Another striker, who had already been ambushed, received the ball, hit the board, and started with an easy two-point. The score again became 6:3.

The flame of hope that had just been ignited by Mr. Lee's team was once again extinguished by a glass of water.

The game began to be one-sided, and Lu Xingcai led her team to start attacking the city non-stop and scoring points. On the other hand, Mr. Li's side is indeed full of loopholes and mistakes. The difference began to widen, and in just a dozen rounds, the difference widened to double digits.

The game continued, and it went on in a slightly brutal way. It didn't change the outcome with a magical goal, nor did it pause because of the loss of Mr. Lee's players. The competition is always a long and arduous process, and it must rely on the common perseverance of all the players, disdainful hard work and a trace of luck to achieve success.

Mr. Lee's team clearly lacked the first two aspects, they did not put in much effort off the field, nor did they have the fighting spirit to continue to run on the field, unless every goal they scored was as magical as it was just now, they could not win, and the outcome seemed to be doomed.

Although they admired Mr. Li's knowledge, they and Mr. Li belonged to two classes after all: Mr. Li belonged to the ruling class, and Lu Xingcai represented the vast number of people. It's rare to have a chance to see such a refreshing battle of "rebellion against the rule", so they are almost one-sided cheering with Lu Xingcai.

The morale of Mr. Li's team is even more sluggish, and it is a little listless, and it is absolutely impossible to win like this. And if Mr. Li loses, the prestige he has worked so hard to build will be lost, and the so-called secret skill of "becoming the god of basketball" that he has worked so hard to teach will be doubted. Then his course would never have been as convincing and engaging as it is today. In the long run, he may not be trusted by his classmates because of this, and then he will not be able to stay in this school, and finally end up in disgrace.

Zhang Fan was watching very anxiously from the side, he didn't want Mr. Li to fail in his heart, maybe he still wanted to continue to listen to Mr. Li's class, maybe although Mr. Li behaved grotesquely, he was a really knowledgeable and good teacher, maybe he just didn't want a good teacher to be buried.

But no matter what Zhang Fan thinks, the facts are already in front of him. The difference in strength between the two teams is simply too great. This is not to say how strong Lu Xingcai's team is, but the players selected by Mr. Li are still too weak, and they have no basketball knowledge at all, so they have to fight against these veterans, so it is possible to win.

Mr. Li finally called a timeout, giving the "Xueba" team a chance to breathe.

He beckoned some of the dejected team members to his side and formed a circle.

Mr. Li stood in the middle of the circle, he was not in a hurry, his demeanor was still calm, he did not even arrange tactics for the first time, but let the short pause time pass.

He spent a full ten seconds, just staring at his teammates and not saying a word.

His teammates had a hard time in those ten seconds, they felt that they had betrayed Mr. Lee's trust, and no one dared to look him in the eye.

But Mr. Li's expression was calm, he pointed to the crowd around him and said, "Do you hear those cheers?" ā€

Their heads were lowered even deeper, and they knew very well that these cheers were for Lu Xingcai and their team, and all they could get was boos. Generally, children with good academic performance are children with strong self-esteem, and they are the best among them, and their strong self-esteem does not allow them to lose so ugly, but the reality is that they are treated as a dish for practicing knives and are abused at will.

Mr. Li didn't seem to see their lowered heads, didn't see their facial features distorted by pain, and continued to ask, "Who are those cheers for?" ā€

Their fists were clenched together, and an unprecedented sense of humiliation piled up in their hearts.

Mr. Li finally smiled and asked, "Do you want these cheers?" ā€

They raised their heads in disbelief, their eyes were red and stared straight at Mr. Li, they didn't understand what Mr. Li meant by this, how could they be the object of cheers, that was the right of the winner, could it be ...... Mr. Lee still thinks they can win? They are already more than ten points behind, is Mr. Li crazy?

It must be noted that this is not a formal basketball game, but a form similar to a wild ball, where the two sides exchange serves, organize offense, and whoever scores 21 points first wins. At present, Lu Xingcai's team has scored 16 points in a row, and with two or three more balls, they will win. On Mr. Li's side, however, there was only that magical three-point score.

The most important thing is that they can't defend themselves against the opponent's attack at all, and at most there are three more rounds before they are over. Mr. Li is still thinking about turning the tables, he must be crazy.

The corners of Mr. Li's mouth began to rise, and with a faint mockery in his tone, he asked, "What?" Or do you want to be a coward, willing to accept the fate of the loser, willing to accept the ridicule of the muscular men opposite, willing to hear boos every day? ā€

"Of course not! Just ......"

Mr. Li raised his eyebrows, and finally raised a hint of interest to stare at the person who spoke, he was the center of their team, named Gao Feng, more than 1.9 meters tall, but his body was slender like a bamboo pole, and he was the representative of the math class in the class. But it's no problem for him to solve math problems, and it's still too difficult for him to solve this kind of physical exercise, so he still lowered his head decadently: "It's just that the difference in strength between our two teams is too big, we can't run, we can't jump, and we will be knocked out of the body as soon as we fight against each other, how can you win." ā€

Mr. Li just said, "I just ask you if you want to win!" ā€

At this time, the other four people all raised their heads and said, "Yes! ā€

Mr. Li finally laughed, but a little crazy: "Then are you afraid of pain?" ā€

"Don't be afraid! No matter how much it hurts, it's better than this humiliation now! ā€

"Very well, do you know why I chose you as my teammate?"

Several people looked at each other, and they seemed to be people with developed minds and simple limbs, and as long as they had a little common sense, they would not choose them to play basketball, so they shook their heads.

"Because you have brains, playing basketball is not just about your body, the most important thing is your brain. You may not be able to deal with professional players, but it's more than enough to deal with their amateur level, as long as you are willing to use your brain. Mr. Li said confidently.

"But how do we move?" Li Yang was also selected into Mr. Li's team, he is a defender, and he is played by the opposing guard, so he looks particularly decadent now.

"You have to ignore the distractions and turn the sport into exercises that you have to solve, the basketball court is the blackboard, the defense is the problem, the offense is the problem-solving step, and the goal is the answer."

Mr. Li looked at the four faces that seemed to understand and said: "For example, the opposing guard attacks with the ball, no matter how fancy his movements are, that is just a condition of interference, he only has three options in front of you, shooting, breaking through from the left side of your body, and breaking through from your right side." And no matter what choice he makes, there will be a preparatory action, and he will follow the laws of physics. All you have to do is observe his movements and make a judgment. It's like a review process, it's an intellectual duel between you and the teacher who made the question, it's an intellectual duel between you and him. You can guide him with your actions, and you can use the law of firing to calculate the angle at which the ball bounces to help you judge or steal. These require extremely fast computing power, which is what you do best, and that's why I chose you. ā€

"Oh~~" The eyes of the four people began to glow, and they seemed to have pushed open a new door and discovered a new world.

Li Yang thought for a moment and couldn't help but say: "Therefore, speed is not the key, height is not the key, even physical strength is not the key, the speed of solving the problem is the key." ā€

Mr. Li shook his head: "No, they are the key, you can come up with many solutions, but your body determines the range of your choices." ā€

"So, shooting is just solving a parabolic math problem?"

"Yes."

"So, grabbing rebounds is just a matter of calculating the reflection angle and landing point?"

"Yes."

"So we can still win?"

Mr. Li smiled: "Well, according to my calculations, there is a 50% probability of winning." ā€

"Then you still choose us?"

"Because I'm crazy. Why don't you want to match the old man, I'm crazy? ā€

The four of them were also smaller, and they took out their glasses and put them back on: "We just want to solve the problem now!" ā€

Mr. Li took a sip of wine and said, "Don't you need a pen?" ā€

They rubbed their hands: "No, just have hands." ā€