This is not a simple (rè) (shēn), I have played with foreigners before, but the strength is not strong, it can only be said that it is so-so, today is different, these people are real black players, all of them (shēn) are good.

If you lose face here, it's not just your own face, of course, if you win, it's really a long face.

Li Xiang stepped forward to explain a few words to the other party, turned his head and made an OK gesture towards the two.

"What is the origin of this man? Face (tǐng) 足ah. Fu Di began to speculate about Li Xiang's (shēn) that a Chinese person who could speak so weightily on American soil was certainly not an ordinary person.

Li Xiang hurried his pace and hurriedly came to the two of them, "Okay, the next shot will be replaced by the two of you." ”

"What's your relationship with them?" Mu Chenfeng is still very cautious, and it is better to ask about the situation before playing.

"Oh, I'm the owner of a restaurant next door, and they often come to my place to eat." Li Xiang explained, and then pointed to a restaurant not far from the park, the beautiful light sign was particularly obvious, "That's it, you two can come over to eat when you have time, my skills are not bad." ”

"You two first (rè) (rè) (shēn)." Li Xiang said.

"No need, just fight." Mu Chenfeng simply pulled his body a few times, while Fu Di Ze (rè) next to him was getting up, and he was all over the joints up and down, and beads of sweat were faintly appearing before he could play.

The first time I played against a black player, I was inevitably a little excited, and after a 12-hour flight, my hands were already itchy.

I have known this kid named Fu Di for less than a day, and I still have reservations about his basketball level Mu Chenfeng, but judging from his performance, eighty percent is a half-ass, and there are many such players in China.

Mu Chenfeng has never pinned his victory on someone else (shēn), and this time is no exception.

The game adopts a 5vs5 full-court system, and the team that scores 30 points first wins, which is the rule of the American field field, which is still different from the domestic one, but the way to win is the same, as long as you score more goals than the opponent.

"Me and you, these are only two people, and there are still three missing." Fu Di said.

"I've got you covered." Li Xiang had already led the three black men to the side of the two (shēn), "They are all my friends, and they can form a team with you." ”

Fu Di looked at the three of them, no matter how they looked, they were all ordinary people, they were too inferior to the other party's players, and no matter from which point of view, these three people didn't look like they could play.

"Uncle, are you kidding, are these three lines?" Fu Di questioned.

"No problem." Li Xiang assured.

"So be it." Mu Chenfeng accepted these three teammates, in fact, what level the teammates were Mu Chenfeng didn't care, he had already planned.

"You're crazy, isn't teaming up with these three just a loss?" Fu Di whispered to Mu Chenfeng, his tone was slightly impatient.

"Are there any other options?" Mu Chen said coldly and walked into the court.

"This ......" Fu Di swept around, and he couldn't find a suitable teammate in a completely unfamiliar environment for a while, and it was obviously impossible for him to find a teammate on the spot in his broken English, so he had no choice but to follow hard.

The opposing team is composed of five blacks, judging from their cooperation just now, they should play together a little (rì), compared to the team that has been formed opposite, Mu Chenfeng and Fu Di are temporary teams, teammates are not even familiar with each other's names, let alone hope to be able to play any decent cooperation, the most headache is communication, the language difference makes the team have an unbridgeable barrier, communication is a crucial existence in the basketball game, If teams can't communicate effectively, their offense and defense will stagnate, making it more difficult to win.

Five people and a team are two different things for the same number of people.

"It's just (rè) (shēn) anyway, and it doesn't matter if you win or lose." Fu Di could only comfort himself like this.

"No, since it's a competition, it's not interesting to lose." Mu Chenfeng firmly said that his victory and defeat (yù) were innate.

"You don't really think we can win." On the opposite side are five pure black players, picking out any arm that is thicker than the thigh of foundation, (shēn) tall is ridiculously tall, the shortest is also 190, compared to them, (shēn) 183 tall Fu Di is a dwarf.

"Win or lose, you don't know until you compare." Mu Chenfeng walked towards the middle circle.

In order to be able to win the first wave of offensive possession, Mu Chenfeng chose to jump the ball himself, and the player (shēn) who jumped with him was a full 2m tall.

"Little man, I'll beat you all over the ground looking for teeth." That's how American trash talk is sprayed, and the more unpleasant the words, the better.

"If you have the ability, you can try it." The two jumpers crossed each other, secretly exerting their strength, and did not give in to each other.

The basketball was thrown high into the air, and the two jumped at the same time, (shēn) height and the advantage of arm span allowed the Yankees to touch the basketball first, but Mu Chenfeng used the speed to make up for the lack of original height, and stopped the ball before the opponent took off the rebound, and the two pressed the ball to the ground together, and the basketball rebounded immediately after touching the ground.

"The ball is mine." Fu Di grabbed the ball in his arms first.

"Look, that Chinese kid jumps really high!"

"Are you praising me?" Fu Di moved his ears, and then pointed his finger at himself.

"You can pull it down and concentrate on playing." Mu Chenfeng poured a basin of cold water.

"I jumped high (tǐng)." Fu Di caught up with Mu Chen's wind road.

......

Mu Chenfeng suddenly stopped and stopped moving forward.

"What's wrong with you?" Fu Di asked.

"It's a little hard." Mu Chenfeng said slowly.

They were greeted by an airtight defense, as soon as the opponent came up, he put out the classic "2-3" joint defense, completely blocking all possible breakthroughs, Mu Chenfeng stopped in order to be able to find the opponent's defensive loopholes, but the result disappointed him, the defense was seamless and there were no loopholes.

Is this basketball in the United States? Even the level of the field is so high, which is very rare in the regular domestic competition.

"The breakthrough route is blocked."

"Isn't there a single thing missing?"

"Nope."

"I don't believe it." Fu Dicai didn't believe that there was such an invulnerable defense in this world, and any defense would have loopholes.

Fu Di decided to challenge, but was stopped in the first line of defense, and the two blacks each took a step forward to form a blockade in Fu Di's forward line.

"If you can't break through, then shoot!" After a quick stop and a retreat, Fu Di adjusted the offensive rhythm and turned the breakthrough into a shot!

Syllable!!!!

Fu Di's eyes were dark, and the basketball was pressed down by a huge palm before he could make a move.

"Welcome to America, Chinese boy!"