Chapter 297: Crying into a Dog

Beat the legendary god of war like Zài's A national team to stunned, crippled, and collapsed......

That picture was so beautiful that the players didn't dare to think about it.

Qiao Mingle dared to think about it.

Qiao Ming was happy to see that no one should be with her, and continued: "You think that the opponent is too strong! After all, they are not gods of war, but also human. People have weaknesses, and if they have weaknesses, they can overcome them! If you think about it, does what I mean by making sense? ”

"Makes sense!" The first to respond to her was her good friend Ye Xiaoxiao.

This was followed by Quiet, Shin and Captain.

The translator translated their conversation to Lao Jia word for word, and Lao Jia looked at Qiao Mingle twice, and finally concluded: "Qiao Mingle is right, they are inexperienced and like to fight alone, these two points are our breakthrough." There are still two days left before the competition, so go back today and have a good rest, and tomorrow I will be refreshed and train hard! ”

During the two-day training time, it is impossible to significantly improve the hard power, and Lao Jia's main training is the tactical cooperation of the players.

Each player's different positions can play exquisite coordination, which is what a truly strong team should have.

Qiao Mingle is still the organizer of every attack, and whether all the tactics on the field can be played depends on whether she commands properly or not.

The pressure, almost all of it was on her shoulders.

Half an hour before the start of the game, Qiao Mingle sat on a bench in the locker room, with a towel over his head, his eyes closed and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The players knew that she was stressed, so they didn't bother her, changed their clothes and went to the competition venue to warm up.

Qiao Mingle didn't enter the game until five minutes before the start of the game, and as soon as he started his physical activity after entering, the game officially began.

The team members conscientiously implemented the tactics arranged by Lao Jia. The close defense of the whole court is tight, and the offense is also dominated by positional battles with multiple passes.

Fans who don't know much about basketball won't like this style of play, because they are not passionate enough, the pace is a little slow, and the score will not be too high in a game.

But those who really know the ball know that this kind of basketball is the most exciting, and the game that best reflects the overall strength and team spirit of the team.

The results of the earlier game with the second men's basketball team are also fully highlighted. When the players are physically fighting against the players of the A national team. It's not as hard as it was during the Olympics!

Contrary to the full preparation of the Z national team, the A national team obviously underestimated the strength of the Z national team, and played a little carelessly at the beginning. Not in the state.

It is in the hands of the Z national team.

The girls opened with a 6-0 beat, and the opponent began to get impatient.

Their players are too young, the shortcomings are highlighted, and the impatience spreads. It's hard to calm down.

Rao is national team called a long timeout to arrange tactics and let the players adjust their mentality. The situation is still not improving.

The Z national team became more and more courageous, completely playing with confidence, completely suppressing the opponent throughout the first half, and entering the second half with a lead of more than ten points.

In the second half, Country A's form improved. In the third quarter, there was also a small high tide of chasing points.

However, the Z national team has been mentally prepared early, not arrogant or impatient, and steady and steady. In the end, it was still stable dìng to live in the shape shì.

When the whistle at the end of the game was remembered, Qiao Mingle directly threw the basketball in his hand to the audience. Then hug your teammates and celebrate the victory.

The captain, who had always been calm and calm, cried.

She is the athlete who has been in the national team for the longest time, and since she entered the national team, she has been looking forward to the day when the Z national team can beat the A team in the international competition, and now, this wish has finally come true.

She was so lucky to be able to play with such a group of teammates, and they helped her achieve this wish, unlike many of the veterans who quit early and only regretted their basketball careers.

As soon as he thought of this, the captain's tears flowed uncontrollably.

At first, the team members persuaded her, but they couldn't persuade her, and they all cried one by one.

Qiao Mingle also cried.

In fact, she didn't want to cry, but everyone was crying, and she couldn't help it.

The players of the A national team, who were still immersed in the sadness of losing the game, were stunned when they saw the members of the Z national team crying into dogs one by one.

It's just a World Championships, not the Olympics, so it's so exciting to win!

Of course, they will not understand the minds of the girls of the Z country team, and this victory is how many years the generations of Z women's basketball players have longed for.

Not to mention the athletes who played in person, the commentators in the live broadcast room, the media reporters who have covered basketball on the sidelines for many years, and the die-hard fans who have been silently supporting the Z national team* or the trough at the scene and in front of the TV set, all shed tears.

The emotion and joy of this moment even surpassed the moment when I won the bronze medal in the Olympic Games.

When the awards were presented, the team members watched the national flag rise, the agitated national anthem echoed in their ears, and the tears they had just collected couldn't help but fall.

Qiao Mingle, Ye Xiaoxiao and several other athletes from the army also saluted the military salute.

For them, the biggest regret of the World Championships is that they didn't bring a military uniform, and if they can finally wear a military uniform to participate in the medal ceremony, it will really be a death without regrets.

"Lele, I must bring a military uniform to the Olympics", after the award was over, Ye Xiaoxiao said with red eyes and a thick nasal voice.

"That's not good", before Qiao Mingle could speak, the other non-military athletes were not happy, "When the time comes, you will wear military uniforms and we will wear sportswear to receive the award, and you will be robbed of the limelight, you will think that it is very beautiful, and you must dress uniformly at that time, isn't it captain?" ”

The captain didn't speak, she walked silently in the middle of the group, her mind a little dazed.

Qiao Mingle silently walked up to her and bumped her with his arm, "What's wrong?" ”

From the time she cried after the game, Qiao Mingle felt that something was wrong with her.

"I haven't recovered yet, and I think it's a little unreal," Captain Qiang said with a smile.

Is that really the case?

"Captain, how is your shoulder injury?" Qiao Mingle asked in a roundabout way.

The captain subconsciously touched his left shoulder, glanced at Qiao Mingle, and said with a wry smile: "I can't hide anything from you."

She had a severe shoulder injury, she had surgery before the Olympics, and the old injury recurred during the Olympics, so she endured the pain until the end of the Olympics, and then underwent a second operation.

She kept telling her teammates that the surgery had worked well and that she had fully recovered.

But Qiao Mingle saw that her competitive state was not as good as before, her tactical role in the team was getting weaker and weaker, and more often, she only acted as the spiritual leader of the team.

The Olympics are two years away.

Two years is too long and too difficult for a veteran athlete.

And the captain, who is not in a good state of competition day by day, can he still hold on to it until two years later? (To be continued.) )