Chapter 233: The Northern Body

"When you get to the venue, don't walk around, don't act alone, remember. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" Wang Xuechao stood in the aisle of the minibus and told the team members in the car.

This is the second day of coming to Beijing, in accordance with the regulations of the competition committee, all the teams participating in the repechage, collectively stay in the Tiancheng Hotel in Xicheng District, according to the region, and the teams are arranged in two AB buildings, basically each team lives on one floor.

Beiyang No. 12 Middle School is on the 16th floor of Block A, tomorrow is the start of the game, today is the time for the team to adapt to the venue, 32 teams were arranged in Renmin University, Beijing Sports University, Beijing Language and Culture University, China University of Minerals, University of Science and Technology Beijing and other eight universities to play.

The finals will be held in Shougang Arena, and this year's repechage match will take a brutal two-in-one knockout match, that is, each team will have one game to determine the winner, the winner will advance to the next round, and the loser will be eliminated directly and go home.

The 32 teams will be drawn to each other in each round, and until the final round, the two teams that advance to the finals will compete directly in the national tournament to compete with six other teams for the 2007 Nike National High School Boys Basketball Championship.

Beiyang No. 12 Middle School was selected from Wuhan No. 1 Middle School in Hubei Province, and the competition venue was drawn from Beijing Sport University. Early in the morning, Beiyang No. 12 Middle School took a reservation for a minibus yesterday and went to Beiti to step on the site and familiarize himself with the venue.

In response to the problem of collective desertion before the game in Beiyang Twelve, Wang Xuechao issued a grounding order, which was also communicated with Yan Yufeng, so when Director Yan was silent, the whole team had to be a good baby.

The bus has arrived at the school gate, and a special person has been waiting at the gate for a long time, and after getting on the bus, he first said hello to Wang Xuechao, and then began to guide the driver to the stadium route.

When I was in the city, I wasn't very curious, but when I entered the campus, I started to look around. After all, this is the top sports university in China, and in everyone's mind, which one of them can be a student here.

"Sun Ming, look, look, that person is as fat as a bear, do you think he practices wrestling?" Ouyang Shangzhi is a child's temper after all, after being severely reprimanded by Yan Yufeng, he made a fuss for a few days, and now he has long since recovered his old strength, pulling Sun Ming, who was sitting with him, and shouting.

Sun Ming glanced at it and sneered: "That's called strong, what is fat." But it's really wrestling. ā€

"Why is that so short? But it's so wide. Ouyang Shangzhi found a new target and screamed again and again.

A group of people looked over there and saw a few people no more than one meter six walking on the side of the road, all shoulders broad and thick-shouldered, walking like crabs.

"It's weightlifting." Lu Hua guessed.

Beiyang No. 12 Middle School is like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, all kinds of exclamations come and go, Yan Yufeng, who is sitting in the back, has no reaction, he is sketching something in the notebook, Xiang Jie on the side is curious, and asked, "What are you doing?" ā€

Maybe in the whole team, Xiang Jie is the only person who can communicate with Yan Yufeng normally, except for Sun Ming.

Yan Yufeng replied without raising his head: "Some tactics still feel wrong, and you have to think about it." ā€

Xiang Jie nodded, the team has been honing tactics recently, but Yan Yufeng came back too late, and he didn't practice a few sets of tactics, but in Xiang Jie's opinion, these sets alone are enough.

But he can't say more, after all, Yan Yufeng's more serious character, you said it in vain.

The bus stopped, Wang Xuechao began to beckon the team members to get off the bus, Xiang Jie pulled Yan Yufeng, the latter nodded, put away the notebook, followed everyone with his bag, and walked at the end.

Like many stadiums in China, the main entrance of the Beijing Sports Stadium is usually not open, and everyone enters from the side door along the stadium under the guidance of a special person.

The stadium is very large, go in and see, everyone knows that this is a comprehensive gymnasium, the space is very large, divided into several pieces, there are badminton courts and table tennis courts, and the basketball court has a total of one main court and two secondary courts, at this time the auxiliary field is already playing ball, and at a glance at the dress and age, you will know that it is paid to play.

Yan Yufeng couldn't help but be stunned, Wang Xuechao also saw it, and immediately asked, "This is?" ā€

The person said disapprerovingly: "The sub-stadium is operated and has been outsourced." ā€

After hearing this, he was speechless, but this was not something they could control, Wang Xuechao had to ask: "Then can we adapt to the court now?" ā€

The person was a bald man in his forties, and when he heard this, he was surprised and said, "Adapt to the venue? How? Do you still want to enter the venue? ā€

Wang Xuechao suddenly felt bad, and he hurriedly asked, "Isn't it adapted to the venue?" You have to play it. ā€

"No, you can just look at it, the stadium has just been waxed, you can't step on it." The bald man immediately refused.

Yan Yufeng had already walked over, and he asked bluntly: "What kind of adaptation venue is it called if you don't play?" ā€

"Whoa? I received a notice to take you to recognize the way, if you have any questions, you can go to my leader. Seeing that the group of teenagers had gathered around, Bald threw a word, and wanted to walk away on his own.

Xiang Jie saw the fire, and was about to grab it, but was stopped in advance by Yan Yufeng's sharp eyes, and he said: "If you recognize a road, you will recognize a road, and we will find a venue to warm up ourselves." ā€

The bald man had already squeezed out, and in a few moments he was gone.

A group of teenagers who were originally in high spirits suddenly stood dumbfounded in the open space, looking at the lively sub-court, and had no idea.

"I'll call and ask, what the hell is going on?" Wang Xuechao's face was dark, and he reached out to touch his mobile phone, Yan Yufeng didn't think that a phone call could solve the problem, he used his brain and began to think about it.

At this time, a group of people walked in from a door in the opposite corner in the distance, and they walked directly to the main stadium under the leadership of one person, they unified the students' school uniforms, Ouyang Shangzhi was sharp-eyed, and immediately shouted: "I saw that the clothes seemed to have the word Wuhan." ā€

As soon as these words came out, the whole team was in an uproar, and everyone watched tomorrow's opponent walk around the court as if they were walking in their own backyard, and they were immediately full of anger.

"They can, why can't we?" Mo Feng said angrily, and walked to the court as he spoke, and Lu Hua, Su Xiao and others followed.

Before he came to the edge of the main stadium, several security guards dressed up stopped Mo Feng.

"What for?" The security guard asked.

"Playing ball." Lu Hua shouted.

"Play over there. Not here! The security guard pointed to the side and said.

"Why not? We're also a team, we're going to play on this course tomorrow, and we're here today to get used to the venue. Xiang Jie also walked over, he tried to stay calm, and explained to the security guard in a harmonious voice.

But Xiang Jie's good attitude did not cause the slightest reaction from the security guard, he said: "I didn't receive a notice, no." ā€

"Then how can they?" Mo Feng on the side couldn't help it, pointed to Wuhan No. 1 Middle School, and shouted.

Mo Feng's loud voice attracted the attention of many people, including Wuhan No. 1 Middle School, several people looked sideways, Yan Yufeng saw it clearly, and those people said something with a smile on their faces.

"There's a name in it." Yan Yufeng said in a low voice.

Wang Xuechao, who didn't get through the phone, also realized something after hearing it, and he said in a deep voice: "It's really wrong." ā€

Yan Yufeng sneered and said, "Play this? Hey. ā€

The security guard was unmoved in the face of Mo Feng and the others' questioning, and said with a poker expression: "This is not my scope of responsibility, you can go to my leader to report the situation." ā€

It's this sentence again! Mo Feng scolded angrily, walked back angrily, and came to Wang Xuechao and Yan Yufeng, Mo Feng asked, "What now?" ā€

"Just know the way, let's go." Yan Yufeng felt that a stalemate here would only be a bad thing, so he said.

"There is no such thing as a bully." Ye Changfeng, who had not spoken, suddenly said angrily.

Ye Changfeng's words resonated with everyone, and everyone shouted, Wang Xuechao shouted a few words and didn't stop everyone's restlessness.

"Didn't you hear what the coach said?" Suddenly, there was a loud shout.

Looking for the voice, it was Yan Yufeng who made the sound, and suddenly no one dared to say anything, Mo Feng opened his mouth wide and swallowed the second half of the sentence.

"If you don't let us play today, will anyone dare not let us play tomorrow?" Yan Yufeng said coldly.

"If you want to be angry, you will sprinkle it on the court tomorrow, and now, hold it all back, and don't talk to anyone." Yan Yufeng said again, and one person took the lead outside.

All the people in Beiyang No. 12 Middle School followed out with black faces, and when they reached the gate, several tall young people pushed the door in, and when they raised their eyes and saw Yan Yufeng, they couldn't help but be stunned.

"Yan ~ Yan Yufeng?" The man shouted tentatively.

Yan Yufeng looked at it and was also stunned, this is the third time they have met, and it was Zhao Xiang who called him, Zhao Xiang who was feeding him the ball at the General Training Bureau.

"Why are you here?" The two of them asked almost in unison.

Zhao Xiangxian laughed, and he replied: "I'm a student here, have you forgotten?" But what are you? ā€

Yan Yufeng suddenly remembered, his heart suddenly moved, he looked at the three people behind him, it was Song Kun and the other two who met on the Dongdan Court that day.

"Tomorrow we have a game here and come here today to get used to the field." Yan Yufeng explained.

Zhao Xiang, Song Kun and the others suddenly showed strange expressions, Zhao Xiang felt the need to confirm, so he asked, "Are you going to play here tomorrow?" ā€

"Maybe." Yan Yufeng replied.

"Okay, which team are you fighting against?" Zhao Xiang suddenly sympathized with Yan Yufeng's opponent tomorrow.

"Wuhan No. 1 Middle School, the one over there." Yan Yufeng pointed to the distance.

Zhao Xiang noticed the group of people behind Yan Yufeng again, and he asked suspiciously, "What, have you finished adapting to the venue?" ā€

"The security guard said that the main venue was not allowed to enter." Yan Yufeng said lightly and quietly.

When Zhao Xiang heard this, he looked at the expressions of the people behind Yan Yufeng, and immediately understood half of it, and he turned sideways and said to Song Kun: "Captain, I see, this is being put on the table." ā€

"Well, it's okay, I'll take you to the field." Song Kun felt that it was necessary to do his best at this time, even if Zhao Xiang didn't give him a look just now, he would do it.

Wang Xuechao was overjoyed when he heard this, but Yan Yufeng took that sentence and made him stunned.

"No need, we can just find a way." Yan Yufeng calmly rejected Song Kun's kindness.

"...... this?" Zhao Xiang hurriedly asked.

"Do you have any other indoor venues here? Can I borrow it? We can pay for it. Yan Yufeng asked Zhao Xiang.

Zhao Xiang immediately understood what Yan Yufeng meant, he nodded and said, "Yes, yes, the training venue of our school team is not far from here, and we just didn't train today." Don't talk about the cost, everyone is a friend. ā€

"Then it's troublesome and accommodating, can we borrow it until noon?" Yan Yufeng asked.

"Captain, look at ......." Zhao Xiang felt that this person had to be led by Song Kun, so he immediately leaned sideways and gave up his position.

Song Kun already had an idea, and he said, "There is no problem with the venue, but I have a small request." ā€

"Please." Yan Yufeng replied with an unchanged expression.

Zhao Xiangleng paused, and just didn't know what the captain meant, Song Kun said: "Can you play a training match with our Beijing Sports Team, I can guarantee that it is fully enclosed and will not be recorded." ā€

Yan Yufeng paused, he looked at Wang Xuechao, who immediately agreed: "Yes, but don't be too strong, there will be a game tomorrow." ā€

Song Kun smiled: "You're a coach, right?" My name is Song Kun, the captain of the Beijing Sports Varsity Team, hello, hello everyone. He stretched out his hand to greet Wang Xuechao, and said hello to the teenagers behind him.

Everyone who was standing behind and watching was stunned, but they didn't expect that the person who was talking to Yan Yufeng was actually the captain of the basketball team of Beijing Sports University, this is definitely a god.

In everyone's mind, they all dream of going to college in the future, and they can continue to play, join the department team, and even the school team.

And Beijing Sports University, but the leading sports university in China, which one can be admitted is not a strong bull, and in such a place where the bulls are rotten streets, what a god-like figure can be the captain of the colonel team.

The most shocking thing for everyone is that such a character, when he talked to Yan Yufeng just now, he was all smiling, and he could see that his eyes were not blind, and this captain of the body even had a feeling of awe.

Say hello to everyone now, it is definitely just looking at Yan Yufeng's face, thinking of this, everyone in the twelve middle schools has mixed feelings in their hearts, and they have all kinds of feelings.

The little bit of dissatisfaction that was reprimanded by Yan Yufeng during this time disappeared in an instant at this moment.

"That's no problem, then Zhao Xiang, you take everyone over first, and I'll summon people." Song Kun said with a smile on his face.

A group of people walked out of the door, the situation in the past few minutes was reversed, making everyone feel like they were pushing through the clouds and seeing the rising sun, Zhao Xiang led the way in front and said: "Here, you're welcome, our territory, haha." After hearing it, I sighed even more, everyone was at a loss just now, why did it suddenly become their own territory?

"This is called face, and only with strength can there be face." Mo Feng, who was walking behind, whispered to Lu Hua.

The latter nodded and sighed: "As long as you are good, there will be people everywhere who come to recognize relatives, which is really not wrong." ā€

"Huh." Yan Yufeng's majesty made Mo Feng feel related, and when he looked at everyone, he found that everyone felt the same as himself.

Yan Yufeng, who was walking at the front of the team, did not speak, Zhao Xiang was not embarrassed, he continued: "I actually understand what the captain means, I just want to see what you look like when you play the whole game, I have penetrated it in advance, you don't take it too seriously." ā€

"Seriously?" Yan Yufeng spoke.

"Well, it's okay to fight, after all, your level is there, and we all want to learn from close range."

"Don't say that, everyone is the same, I'm actually leading the team, but I'll definitely play on the field." Yan Yufeng said.

Zhao Xiangleng was stunned, feeling that the god is a coach, but after a turn of heart, he also felt that this was reasonable, otherwise a master who would not even go to the national youth and could directly play the national team, how could he be mixed in the competition of this grade in high school?

While speaking, the group had come to a stadium, which was not as majestic and square as the previous gymnasium, and it was a rectangular box.

But it's such a stadium, it must be a standard basketball hall, and it's the best place for the team to train.

At this time, Song Kun took Wu Tian to shake the phone and call people one by one.

"Where? In the dorm, right? Hurry up to the training gym, yes, everyone else is shouting, what's the matter? Playing games. What competition? Let you come, what's nonsense? Want to stay on the team? Slippery point. Song Kun said angrily.

After a phone call, Song Kun called everyone together, and he said to Wu Tian: "Let's go, let's go to the training ground quickly." ā€

"Captain, I don't understand, why is it so grand?" Wu Tian was a little puzzled.

"You don't understand that?" Song Kun smiled.

"Uh......." Wu Tian is stuck.

"You group of people, don't look at the usual five or six people, but Wu Tian, think about it yourself, have you ever fought against a high-level person?" Song Kun asked.

Wu Tian somewhat understood, Song Kun continued: "Playing ball is the same as eating and drinking, some dishes are big dishes, and they are rare to taste, just like the Manchu and Han full banquets, the legendary things are like good wine, if you hear that you are going to open a bottle of 50-year-old Moutai at night, where do you not rush over?" ā€

"Huh." Wu Tian is good at drinking, and when the captain said this, he immediately understood.

"What a rare opportunity to play a game with such a person, I don't go on the pole, am I not stupid?"

"But I didn't expect that such a person is still playing high school competitions, it's really hell." Song Kun was surprised when he thought about it.

"Isn't tomorrow a national high school competition?" Song Kun asked.

"What a repechage." Wu Tian thought about it, the reason why they were able to meet Yan Yufeng today was also because they heard about this competition, they originally came to see it, but they found out halfway through it, it was actually tomorrow, but since they all arrived at the door, they came in to take a look, but they didn't expect to meet the great god.

"Repechage?" Song Kun felt even more incredible.

"I'll ask later." Wu Tiandao.

"No, what is there to ask, we will know everything when we have a dozen games later." Song Kun said.

There is suspicion here, the twelfth middle school has entered the stadium here, and began to change clothes to prepare for the warm-up, Yan Yufeng did not start to prepare like everyone, but came to everyone and said: "The game to be held, I want to practice the cooperation that everyone has been running in these days, everyone must be mentally prepared." ā€

Speaking of this, Yan Yufeng paused, and after everyone looked at him, he said: "Today's performance will determine tomorrow's starter, this point, everyone must understand." ā€

As soon as the words fell, everyone's expressions were different, some were surprised and some were excited, some were worried and some were expressionless.

"Okay, get ready, I'll play later, let's cheer together." Yan Yufeng stretched out his hand and clapped his palm to show encouragement.

After explaining, Yan Yufeng carried his bag, came to the side, and began to change clothes and equipment alone.

Zhao Xiang also ran to the locker room, his things were all placed over there, and as soon as he walked in, he saw that his teammates were there, and Song Kun also looked like he had just entered the door, and when he saw him, he asked, "Is everything arranged?" ā€

"Well, they're starting to warm up outside." Zhao Xiang replied.

The others inquired about the intelligence and asked, "Brother Zhao, what kind of opponent, the captain is so fanfare." ā€

Which one can enter the Beijing Sports School Team is not a muscle stick, tall and strong, the muscles in this room are shining, Zhao Xiang smiled: "What are you doing?" The captain has found a master for everyone to educate you, don't blame me for not reminding you in advance, I won't be serious later, and I will cry when I am abused, but don't blame me. ā€

Zhao Xiang's words were half-false and half-true and said with a smile, so that everyone was not sure for a while, and then collectively looked at the captain Song Kun.

"Well, there's a master, you'll know about it last time, but other than him, I don't know. Oh, they're going to play here tomorrow. Song Kun said simply.

"High school team?" Someone reacted quickly and immediately shouted.

"Well, but it's not really high school." Wu Tian said first.

"What do you mean?" Wang Qing, the main center of the team, asked strangely.

"What do you mean? Hehe, I think you need to be careful the most. Zhao Xiang suddenly remembered the center of Guoqing, and said with a strange smile.

"Huh? What do you care about me? Wang Qing was even more confused.

"Okay, stop chatting, hurry up and change your clothes, time is pressing." Song Kun had already changed into his jersey and stood up and shouted.

By the time the Beijing Sports Varsity team walked out of the locker room and came to the court, most of the people in Beiyang No. 12 Middle School had already changed their clothes and started to stretch and run laps on the court.

"Where? Master? Since Wang Qing heard Zhao Xiang's words, he felt uneasy, and when he arrived at the court, he pulled Zhao Xiang and asked.

"Whoa." Zhao Xiang pointed to Yan Yufeng, who was alone on the sidelines, sitting on the ground with his feet bandaged.

"Just him?" Power forward Ding Jian also probed over.

The two squinted at Yan Yufeng, who was sitting on the ground, with his head tied up, and didn't see why, so they said suspiciously: "Zhao Xiang, don't fool people." ā€

Zhao Xiang showed a mysterious smile, he really couldn't help the secret in his heart, and said in a low voice: "I still remember the video I showed you some time ago." ā€

"Huh? What the? Wang Qing's eyes widened suddenly, he looked at Yan Yufeng silently, and then looked back at Zhao Xiang to ask.

"What do you say?" Zhao Xiang was full of pride.

"I'll go, I said why did you tell me to be careful." Wang Qing finally understood.

"Grass, how did such a great god be invited?" Ding Jian also understood and exclaimed.

"Lao Tzu is his friend, his team will play here tomorrow, I don't want to do the friendship of the landlord today!" Zhao Xiang was full of blows.

But Wang Qing and Ding Jian took it seriously, and suddenly cringed a little at the game.

"It's okay, he'll fight for a while and give you some insight." Zhao Xiang saw it clearly, and immediately reminded it with a smile.

There was a lot of discussion in the north here, and at this time, Yan Yufeng had already finished putting on his shoes, he jumped on the spot, felt that there was no problem, and walked to the court.

This is the first time I have seen Yan Yufeng practice with them, usually Yan Yufeng stands on the sidelines and stares at them to train, looking at Yan Yufeng who is walking steadily like a mountain and a sea, and his heart is terrified.

"What are you doing after reading it? Practice. Yan Yufeng saw that everyone was not moving, so he said strangely.

Xiang Jie walked over with a grin and quipped, "Director Yan, welcome back to the team." ā€

Yan Yufeng scolded angrily: "Nerves." ā€

"Come on, let's all practice shooting." After laughing and scolding Xiang Jie, Yan Yufeng instructed everyone.

Yu Guang saw that Beiti had already come to the stadium, Yan Yufeng took a look, and sure enough, it was a super team, each of them was a muscle stick, not to mention Yan Yufeng, and the others were even more shocked when they saw it.

"It's over, isn't there a skinny one?" Shangzhi has the best eyesight, he can see the most clearly, and at this time, he is also the most empty one in the team.

"Practice well and don't get distracted." Yan Yufeng saw that everyone was shocked by the momentum of the appearance of the northern body, so he shouted.

The whole team quieted down, closed their mouths, and began to stand on the perimeter to shoot, and regain their touch.

After practicing for a while, Yan Yufeng threw the ball down and walked towards the middle circle, Song Kun also walked head-on, the two met in the middle circle, Song Kun said first: "Everything is ready, how about it, start?" ā€

Yan Yufeng looked around, the referee was in place, and the LED hanging on the east wall also lit up, so he nodded and said, "Let's start." ā€

"Okay, friendship first." Song Kun said unexpectedly.

Yan Yufeng shook his eyes and said, "Second in the game." ā€

The two looked at each other and smiled, reached out and shook it, and then parted.

At this moment, two people came to the door, an old man with white hair and beard, and a middle-aged man in his fifties next to him.

"Why is there a game today, do you know what's going on?" The old man asked.

The middle-aged man shook his head and replied respectfully: "There was no training today, let me ask what's going on?" ā€

"No, just hang out here and take a look." The old man stopped the middle-aged man, quietly found a place in the corner, and sat down.

The middle-aged man also felt that he was sitting down next to him, his mood was apprehensive, the old man was a veteran of the domestic basketball world, and he came to Beijing Sports today to find an old friend, and finally happened to be a guest of him there, and now he was ordered by the vice principal to accompany Cheng Lao to walk around the campus.

This walk, came to the stadium, the middle-aged man is the head coach of the Beijing Sports Basketball Team Wang Wei, he didn't dare to slack off, but when he saw the old man hunting for joy, he was willing not to go, sat down to watch the ball, and couldn't help but feel secretly at ease.

Only then did he raise his eyes to look at the court and found that this was actually a very regular game, and he couldn't help but wonder, for Song Kun's understanding, it should be impossible for such a thing.

The only explanation was that this was an unexpected situation, so Wang Wei began to focus on observing the opponent of the northern body, which didn't matter, and it immediately became even more strange.

"It's two different age teams." Before he could speak, Cheng Lao next to him opened his mouth.

"Seems like so." Wang Wei said with a smile.

"Keep watching." Cheng Lao was very interested.

Wang Wei had no choice but to suppress his curiosity first, and honestly sat and watched.

On the court, neither of the two sides that was about to start noticed the situation in the corner, and Song Kun looked at Yan Yufeng expectantly.

Yan Yufeng said lightly: "Or, let's sit on the sidelines first and let them fight first?" ā€

Song Kun was stunned, but Yan Yufeng's request was not easy for him not to agree, so he nodded and walked off the field.

"You fight first." The two said to their teammates. (To be continued.) )