Chapter Ninety-Five: Who Represents the Sixth Middle School
The boy smiled kindly: "Hello Cheng Fei, my name is Li Xian." β
"Li Xian?" Cheng Fei was slightly stunned, as if he had heard of this name somewhere, "It seems to be ......"
"I'm one year lower than you, and I'm going to No. 6 Middle School this year." Li Xian said.
Cheng Fei finally remembered. Li Xian, who is also a student at Gezhouba Cement Factory's Children's School, is also well-known in the school because of his excellent physical and academic skills. It's just that Cheng Fei didn't like sports very much at that time, and Li Xian was mostly active in the football field, so only Liu Junfeng, Wang Zhiwen and others were more familiar with him.
"I'm just here to play today......" Li Xian, when he saw his senior, his speech was a little jerky.
"This kid is very good!" Liu Junfeng's face was flushed, touching the beads of sweat on his forehead, "I was shaved just now!" β
"You're too watery," Yang Cong waved his hand at Liu Junfeng disdainfully, "Let the junior's bullying be like this, come on, let me come!" β
It turned out that before Cheng Fei came, Li Xian and Liu Junfeng went head-to-head, scored 5 goals in a row, and beat Liu Junfeng without the slightest temper. Cheng Fei was secretly surprised, he knew that Liu Junfeng himself had strong athletic ability, a good foundation, and he had made great progress recently, although he was a little reckless in defense, but his offensive ability was nothing to say. Unexpectedly, this Li Xian scored 5 goals in a row, and Liu Junfeng did not have the strength to fight back, which was really unexpected.
Li Xian smiled and helped his glasses and took the basketball thrown by Wang Zhiwen. As soon as he caught the ball, Cheng Fei immediately saw that this person's basketball skills were indeed extraordinary. This feeling is difficult to express, ordinary people are much stiffer than him, and Li Xian's action of reaching out to catch the ball is as if the basketball is sucked into the palm. It's hard to do that without years of ball feeling.
Yang Cong leaned over, his sharp eyes staring at Li Xian's right hand with the ball. Seeing Li Xian's dribbling posture, Cheng Fei sighed to himself. The height of his dribbling is really low, and in terms of proficiency, he is better than Wang Zhiwen, and the change of direction and rhythm is more handy.
On the side of Li Xian's body, he directly accelerated to the right, Yang Cong's reaction was very fast, and he immediately moved his body, but Li Xian's body suddenly changed direction, and his strong body leaned to the right suddenly, Yang Cong could have blocked it, but he suddenly hit Li Xian's body. At this impact, the sturdy Yang Cong actually stumbled, and Li Xian immediately took half a step back, changed hands again and swept over from the right!
He took two quick steps, held the ball in one hand, and made a pick in the air to score the ball easily!
Li Xian smiled and ran outside the three-point line with the ball.
Yang Cong scolded with a smile: "This kid is as strong as a cow!" As he spoke, he greeted him again.
In the second ball, Li Xian still skillfully dribbled and broke through, changing hands extremely quickly, if it weren't for Yang Cong, who reacted the fastest, on the field, the others would have been burst into a sieve. Despite this, Li Xian's body was too strong, and although Yang Cong barely predicted the direction of his breakthrough, he couldn't stop it, and was once again successfully broken through by Li Xian.
Now Liu Junfeng began to coax: "Yang Cong, are you still talking about Lao Tzu?" Look at your cowardice, it's not much better than Lao Tzu! β
Yang Cong sneered and concentrated on facing Li Xian. Although he saw Li Xian defeat Liu Junfeng, he was not too convinced. On the one hand, Yang Cong's defense and offense are among the top in the Rangers, especially in the half-time heads-up, and now even Wang Zhiwen is not his opponent. Cheng Fei, of course, his offensive and defensive abilities are very strong in the whole field, but he always does not play well in heads-up. On the other hand, he is confident that he can keep up with Li Xian's speed and can resist Li Xian's pressure.
But these two balls surprised Yang Cong. Li Xian's absolute speed is indeed not as fast as his, but the instantaneous explosiveness is above him, and he can often step out of a large gap at the start, and with the skillful change of hands, it is indeed difficult to defend. In addition, Li Xian's ball control is too proficient, and the height is low, the strain is strong, and it is not easy to break the ball. In the end, his body was much stronger than what appeared on the surface, and even in a purely physical confrontation, Yang Cong was by no means Li Xian's opponent.
Li Xian's shot failed, Yang Cong grabbed the rebound, turned around and went out of the three-point line. Li Xian helped his glasses and followed with a smile.
Yang Cong didn't wait for Li Xian to come up, so he put his feet and rushed away! Li Xian's smile hadn't been restrained yet, and he was caught off guard, watching Yang Cong step in two steps, with a light buckle with one hand!
"Awesome!" Li Xian applauded.
"Ruffian, ruffian!" Liu Junfeng learned from Yang Cong's appearance before, and waved his hand disdainfully, "It's just that while others are not paying attention, I am embarrassed to dunk, alas, I will blush for you!" β
Everyone around them burst into laughter. Yang Cong was speechless, and only smiled and compared his middle finger to Liu Junfeng.
The score was tied at 4:4. These two are breakthrough scoring players, and they are particularly exciting when they go head-to-head, and others are frequently applauding, and many young workers who come to play are attracted to them, with a look of appreciation on their faces. Their offensive and defensive transitions were very fast, but to Cheng Fei's secret surprise, although Yang Cong's performance was also outstanding, Li Xian always seemed to keep his strength and did not use all his strength. He has a strong control over basketball, whether it is defense or various offensive means, it seems to be easy to grasp, better than leisurely walking.
On the last ball, Li Xian broke through Yang Cong's defense and stepped to the basket. His arms were stretched out very straight, and it was difficult to block, but Yang Cong actually chased after him from behind and fanned the ball down with a "snap"!
The ball was about to jump out of the boundary, Li Xian suddenly grabbed the ball into his arms, and it was a beautiful turn, shaking Yang Cong, and the person had already flown to the basket. Then look at the basket, hold the ball at the waist, spread your body again, pull the rod to the basket, and score!
5οΌ4γ Li Xian won another game, but he still smiled.
Wu Zhongmin saw Cheng Fei's surprised expression, walked over and smiled: "You didn't know him before?" β
Cheng Fei shook his head: "I don't know, I've only heard the name." β
"He played early, he soaked in the basketball court and football court in the second grade of primary school, and I heard that in the first few years, he would shoot at home every day when he was fine, so you can see that he has a very good hand and a very strong control." Wu Zhongmin's words were full of praise, "It can be regarded as one of my proud protΓ©gΓ©s, I went to the sixth middle school this year, you can play together and learn more." He's a year younger than you, but he doesn't have anything to say about his basketball skills......"
Cheng Fei smiled: "We have a lot of basketball talents here!" As he spoke, his heart flew to the sixth middle school. School is about to start, and this year's National High School Basketball League is about to begin. How formidable will they be?
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Cheng Fei and his brothers didn't know that they were looking forward to the national league, but at this time, in the sports department of No. 6 Middle School, it was really difficult to play chess, and they were at a loss. For these teachers, there is a big headache.
Who will represent the Sixth Middle School?
The physical education department was full of smoke, and Tian Shengyong smoked one cigarette after another, constantly discussing with other teachers.
"Let's talk about it, the No. 6 middle school team is a genuine school team after all, if they can't participate in the national league, then how can it be justified?" Tian Shengyong frowned and said, "Their injuries are no longer a problem, and they took the initiative to ask me for training during the summer vacation." Teacher Wang and I also dutifully conducted special training for them. If you don't let them play in the national league, it's ......"
"I understand your feelings, Teacher Tian, I also understand their feelings," Wang Baojiang sighed, "But this place was won by Wang Zhiwen Chengfei and their blood and sweat, if the school team is allowed to participate in the competition, how can I explain it to that group of children?" β
Yang Lijuan fanned the smoke with the file paper and said: "I still have that opinion, as I said before, let them play a game, and the winner will represent the sixth middle school." In this way, you can also measure the ability of both parties. β
Tian Shengyong shook his head: "Although the strength of the second team is not weak, it is still a big step worse than the school team, especially if you go to play in the national league, it is a question whether you can qualify from the urban area." The most important thing is that Xu Jian and they are all juniors in high school this year, and they have scored in the national league, which is also good for them in the college entrance examination, and they can apply for sports specialty students, can you bear to waste their future? β
Wang Baojiang was speechless. In the end, what should be done?