The sharp whistle sounded again, which meant that the second half of the game was finally about to begin. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This is the prompt sound for the two teams to prepare for the entrance, so that the two teams can assemble first, Wang Dao was interrupted from his thoughts, blinked, and withdrew from the world of the network, temporarily put aside the complicated thoughts that had not been straightened out in his mind, clapped his hands, and a group of players gathered around him.

Wang Dao found that he was enjoying the role of the coach a little, although he still had a lot of information to figure out, such as the fact that he could not recognize many of the players around him now.

"The people who played in the second half ......" Looking at the players in a circle, Wang Dao suddenly didn't know what to say, because now except for Zhang Fei, he didn't know anyone present, but fortunately he was witty, and immediately changed his words: "Just follow the personnel at the last moment of the first half......"

Chen Ming's eyes immediately widened, and he looked at Wang Dao's eyes as if he was looking at a neuropath.

Of course, he knows which five people are on the court, if four of them are regular starters, including point guard "No. 1" and power forward "No. 11", they have always been the main force of the team, and there is no doubt that they will play at the beginning of the second half, so what is going on with Zhang Fei?

The team's starting small forward is "No. 15", although he did not perform well on the court in the first half, but everyone saw how Zhang Fei played in the first half, and occasionally a few bright spots, which were also destroyed by the last foul, such a performance, with his usual status in the team, actually replaced the "15" at the beginning of the second half, which was the same as the starter?

But he opened his mouth, but he still didn't say anything, and now he has no position to stand up and speak, and he didn't even say anything about the party "15", but he was relieved, and seemed to be happy to see Wang Dao's arrangement.

It doesn't seem strange to think about it, after all, such a game with such a score, now playing is actually similar to being embarrassed, and the quarterback and center who didn't see the starter cry with a sad face?

The other team members were a little indifferent, some secretly annoyed, some coldly watched, and some gloated, regardless of the people with different expressions after hearing this, Wang Dao continued: "I know you must be very panicked now, but I want to say a word, the game has come to this point, and the score difference is so big, what else do you have that you can't let go?" I don't mean to ask you to break the jar, but to stop thinking about it so much, the next game, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose, you can play how you want to play, you should pass the ball, you should shoot the basket, just do it the way you like best, of course this is the offensive end. As for the defensive end, you can also see Zhang Fei's performance at the end of the first half, in fact, his fouls were all at my command......"

Zhang Fei's expression changed, and as soon as he opened his mouth to say something, Wang Dao waved his hand and blocked him, and continued to everyone in a cold voice: "In the second half, you play, I ask you to continue to do this, since you can't prevent it, then simply foul it fiercely, as long as it doesn't cause too much damage, you can go up and slap people in the face, remember that for victory, these are just means, even if we are weak in front of them, let them see how terrible the weak counterattack is!" ”

Wang Dao said that his expression became more and more excited, but he noticed that the players around him, including Zhang Fei, who should be on his side more, had an indifferent look on his face at the moment, his incitement was like a flattering eye thrown to a blind man, it had no effect, he was a little frustrated in his heart, he was really not suitable for the image of an invincible coach, it seemed that he had to develop in another direction.

Originally, there were still some words, but seeing this situation, Wang Dao just waved his hand and said, "Then let's play, let's shout our slogan first......"

“……”

There was a strange cold scene, Wang Dao's eyes widened and realized that something was wrong, looked around, glared at Chen Ming who was snickering on the side, and then coughed a few times to hide the embarrassment, "It's okay, there is no slogan to play......"

Hey, I'm not done yet, should I be a coach anymore?

Wang Dao looked at the players who turned around and left one after another without saying anything under the urging of the referee's whistle, and complained weakly in his heart, sure enough, he felt that the majesty and aura of the coach he enjoyed just now was just an illusion?

However, when the other players returned to the bench and the four starters came on the field, Zhang Fei still stood still and did not move.

Seeing that Zhang Fei's expression was a little hesitant, Wang Dao somehow thought of the person who was in constipation, as soon as he had this thought, he subconsciously wanted to laugh, but fortunately he held back in time, and finally did not continue to destroy his image of wisdom and martial arts, and coughed lightly and asked him: "Zhang Fei, do you have anything else?" ”

Zhang Fei hesitated for a long time, and finally shook his head, "No, it's nothing......"

Wang Dao glanced at him a little strangely, he always felt that since the halftime break, Zhang Fei had become a little strange, although she actually didn't know what kind of person this was, but a person who was obsessed with the arena began to wander frequently, which in itself was very wrong.

However, Wang Dao shook his head, still didn't ask more, the game started again, let's talk about something later.

When the five players of the Taoyuan team came on the field, the audience who were still returning to their seats one after another were boosing, and the spearhead pointed at Zhang Fei, who of course walked on the field at the end, but now the eyes of the other four people looking at Zhang Fei have lost the disdain and distance at the beginning, Wang Dao's words just now made them change their views on Zhang Fei somewhat, and doing it by themselves and what the coach told them to do is different after all.

Zhang Fei's face was still calm, and only when he saw He Jing who was playing slowly, there were some imperceptible changes.

When jumping the ball at the beginning, He Jing of the Sanfeng team won the victory without any suspense, so at the beginning of the second half, the Taoyuan team attacked first.

The "11" passed the ball to the "1" in the backcourt, and the steady point guard continued his usual style, still slowly and steadily dribbling the ball through the half, waiting for all teammates to settle into position before starting to organize the offense.

Off the scene at this time, Chen Ming handed a piece of paper to Wang Dao at this time.

Wang Dao looked at him suspiciously, his mind was very sensitive, although he didn't care very much, he could also see that this Chen Ming was not dealing with him, no matter what the reason was, it was probably not a good thing for this guy to find himself.

But Wang Dao still took the piece of paper, and Chen Ming also said at this time: "This is from the technical desk, and it should be the data statistics of the half-time." ”

If it weren't for his closer, the delivery of this piece of paper would have to pass through him, and he wouldn't bother to pay attention to it.

"Damn, why didn't you take this thing out earlier and hide it for the toilet?"

Chen Ming's two eyebrows immediately rose upside down, "Well, what did you say?" ”

Wang Daocai didn't bother to take care of him, let him want to do it but didn't dare to do it, wanted to say something and realized that Wang Dao had no intention of paying attention, and finally could only sulk there alone, but Wang Dao looked at the piece of paper in front of him and laughed.

This is a good thing, the statistics of the technical station are the second most important for Wang Dao, and more importantly, there are the names of the team players on it, and they are associated with their respective numbers, which is definitely the most urgent need for Wang Dao, who has just had enough of not knowing anyone and is about to have embarrassing cancer.

"Hmm...... The five people who started the game, No. 12 center Wang Xu, this is our family...... But it's useless; No. 11 power forward Li Zhe...... Why don't you add a Jiu in the middle, that's the Han version of Li Jiuzhe haha...... Oh, No. 15 small forward Guo Xi, No. 3 point guard Yuanzi, and No. 1 point guard are called ...... I knew it was another celebrity! ”

Wang Dao raised his head and looked at the "No. 1" who finally managed to score two points through the seemingly unreliable mid-range after a successful block and dismantle, and his eyes flashed with a strange brilliance.

PS: Guess who he is?