Campus Basketball (Part 3)

Chapter Eighty-Seven: Looking Back

"Brush brush brush ''''''''."

The night wind tilted his head and took a deep breath of air, the fresh taste filled his whole body, and the wind blew through the trees, brushing every leaf of the tree, making a slight crushing sound.

What does this sound like? Night Changfeng thought to himself.

Spreading his arms, the night wind suddenly shouted loudly, the sound shuttled through the woods, the wind seemed to be louder, and a smile rippled at the corner of his mouth.

Like the sound of a basketball thrown out and passing through the net.

What a heart-warming sound.

"Long Wind!" Yan Yufeng's voice sounded behind him.

Ye Changfeng turned around, and Yan Yufeng, who was dressed in sportswear, leaned against a big tree and looked at him with a smile.

"What are you nervous about, after training, I secretly ran here to relax." Yan Yufeng continued.

Ye Changfeng smiled dumbly, and said as he walked: "If I'm not mistaken, it seems that there is no training today." ”

Yan Yufeng's delicate face was stunned, and he said to himself: "No wonder no one is here in the stadium today." ”

"Looks like you're getting nervous." The night breeze had already walked to Yan Yufeng's side.

Rubbing his hands, Yan Yufeng said: "I remember, the coach just said last night, today is a holiday and free activities!" ”

"Why, did you go to the arena alone this morning?" Ye Changfeng imagined that early in the morning, Yan Yufeng carried his bag and ran to the basketball hall in the East District of the Normal School to train in a hurry.

"Who's to say it's not, when I got up, the captain was no longer in bed, which scared me, and I thought I had overslept." Yan Yufeng didn't hear Ye Changfeng's words, and replied honestly.

"Oh, oh, oh." The night wind said in a strange voice like a teasing.

"Who told you not to bring a watch, and you still practice alone until 11 o'clock at night, and you are asking for trouble!" Night Long Wind continued.

"Don't talk about this, what are you doing here alone?" Yan Yufeng knew that Ye Changfeng was about to start nagging again, so he diverted the topic.

"It's nothing, I think it's clean here, calm down here." Night Changfeng shrugged his shoulders and said.

Yan Yufeng looked around, nodded his head and said, "It's quite clean." ”

"I don't know why, I've been wanting to stay alone and quiet lately, thinking about something, maybe the game is really too much!" The night wind leaned against another tree and walked slowly.

"Homesick?" Yan Yufeng asked.

Ye Changfeng shook his head and said, "No, Nanjing is not far from home, not to mention that we have only been out for less than a month." ”

Pursing his mouth, Yan Yufeng guessed again: "Not satisfied with the results? The day before yesterday, in the second game against Changsha Mingde, that is, as the first real home stadium in Beiyang, at the Olympic Sports Center, with the cheers and shouts of more than 8,000 spectators, following the first big victory of more than 30 points, Changsha Mingde was once again severely damaged, 81-62 against the opponent. Changfeng scored the highest score of the team of 28 points in the game, how could he be dissatisfied with such a result?

Sure enough, Ye Changfeng shook his head again, and scolded with a smile: "How did you guess that." ”

"Could it be that the problem?" Yan Yufeng blinked his eyes and looked at the night long wind channel.

"Which problem?" The long wind of the night was stunned.

"That's it!" Yan Yufeng was a little embarrassed and a little anxious.

"Which one!" The night breeze is funny, and the embarrassing appearance of Yufeng is not something that can be seen often.

"It's just '''''' love or something!" Yan Yufeng finally said it.

Ye Changfeng first slowly opened his mouth into an O-shape, then rolled his eyes and shouted: "Hey, boss, guess where you went?" After a pause, he suddenly looked at Yan Yufeng, who had been smiling, and laughed.

"Ah Yu, your head has finally opened up, right?" Night long air ducts.

At this moment, Yan Yufeng's depression is not something that can be described by ordinary words, he flattened his mouth, looked at Ye Changfeng who was smiling so much that he wanted to be beaten, and said, "What if the light is opened, what can you do to me?" ”

How about the two in a row exposed Yan Yufeng's inner world now, and Ye Changfeng finally burst out laughing.

Yan Yufeng pursed his lips again, he didn't want to argue with Ye Changfeng anymore, stepped on the grass, came to a small hillside, sat on a big rock and looked at Ye Changfeng, who was still laughing, and said, "Aren't you afraid of laughing to death?" ”

"Laugh and don't die!" Ye Changfeng sat on the stone with his butt, side by side with Yan Yufeng.

"Stay away from me!" Yan Yufeng moved his body and aired.

"Ah Yu, I want to ask you, how much do you know about that? Let's be honest! Ye Changfeng didn't hear Yan Yufeng's words, but put one hand on Yan Yufeng's shoulder and asked affectionately.

Yan Yufeng was about to shake off the stinky hand on his shoulder, but when he heard this, he thought about it for a while, but he couldn't think of an answer.

"What, blank?" Night Wind continued to ask.

"Who said there was a blank space." Yan Yufeng was a little annoyed.

"Tell me about it." The night breeze said playfully.

"It's nothing more than love to love and love, and finally reach the point where you can't wait to do ** or something, and then either come together, or immediately separate, anyway, it's just that!" Yan Yufeng snorted and replied.

This time, it was the turn of Ye Changfeng's eyes widened, and it took a long time before Shanshan said, "I didn't expect you to comprehend so deeply." ”

"Huh?" Yan Yufeng paused, not understanding Ye Changfeng's words, but when it came to the problem of face, he immediately hummed and said, "Actually, I already knew, but I just didn't want to communicate with you hooligans who are happy to do this." ”

"Yes, yes, yes." The night long wind affirmed.

Yan Yufeng was a little happy, he was seen as a love idiot for so long, and he could finally raise his eyebrows, although he was attributed to the experience of a few romance novels that he had read recently, but in any case, he also relied on his own understanding.

However, the happy Yan Yufeng didn't see the smile that Ye Changfeng had been forcibly holding back, this is what kind of thing he understands, it is simply a copy of the book, according to the book.

"How are you and Qin Lan doing?" Ye Changfeng is determined to completely attack Yan Yufeng today.

"How's that? We didn't do anything. Yan Yufeng was annoyed again, what he was most annoyed about now was that it had been almost a year since he and Qin Lan had happened, how could anyone still not believe it?

"Oh, not how?" The night is long and the wind is long.

"You said so deeply just now, then you must have some experience, then you are not with Qin Lan, who are you with?" Night Changfeng suddenly asked.

"Of course, it's '''''''''' with cigarettes." Yan Yufeng suddenly realized that he had broken his mouth and immediately stopped the car.

Ye Changfeng also fell, he originally wanted to tease Yan Yufeng, so that this person who had never been in love at all knew what was the advantage of my handsome guy at night, but he didn't expect that Yan Yufeng would really say a person's name, although it was just one word, but Ye Changfeng immediately determined that this must be a girl's name.

"Smoke?" The night breeze laughed.

"Of course, it has nothing to do with smoking, although there are a lot of people who like to smoke now." Yan Yufeng continued cautiously, while his heart was beating, he was forced to calm down.

"The smoke of a cigarette? Boss, you're not mistaken! "Ye Changfeng doesn't believe in this, you want to fool me? There are no doors!

"Nature is the smoke of cigarettes! What do you think it is? Yan Yufeng stood up and pretended to be angry.

"Honestly, now which girl are you secretly dating with, I don't believe it, how can you not have a girlfriend when you are such a big person." Night Wind also stood up and made a vicious appearance.

Yan Yufeng turned around, glanced at Ye Changfeng, and said reluctantly: "Anyway, I don't!" ”

"No?" When Ye Changfeng heard this, he knew that there was really a play, it seems that this stupid bird is really hiding a hand, and he is really in a secret relationship with a woman.

Which is the best girl? Is it even more beautiful than Qin Lan? The night breeze pondered in his heart.

"It's really not, alas, I won't tell you, I have to go to practice, it's shady here!" Yan Yufeng felt that if he continued to talk to Ye Changfeng, he would definitely reveal his stuffing, so he said immediately.

"Then I'll go too!" Night Wind didn't want to let go of this opportunity.

"Then I'm not going!" Yan Yufeng immediately paused.

"How?" The Night Wind Monster laughed.

Yan Yufeng's eyes rolled a few times, and suddenly straightened his expression, beckoned to Ye Changfeng, and said, "Come, I just wanted to tell you something!" ”

"What?" Ye Changfeng still didn't care, thinking that it was Yan Yufeng's sound attack.

"Do you know who your opponent will be in the next round?" Yan Yufeng said seriously.

"Who?" The night is long and windy, when will Yan Yufeng know who the opponent will be in the next round?

"Don't want to know?"

Ye Changfeng scolded with a smile: "Don't sell it! Hurry up! ”

"Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School!" Yan Yufeng said in an aggravated tone.

"Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School?" Ye Changfeng read slowly, then shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it, it's a team from Guangdong." ”

Yan Yufeng showed an annoyed expression, waved his hand, and said, "What do you know?" This is the top three teams in the South Division! ”

"What happened to the top three?" Night Changfeng laughed, and he didn't care.

"Oh oh, now that I'm the team's top scorer, I don't speak in a different tone! That's amazing! Yan Yufeng said sarcastically dissatisfied.

"So what?" Ye Changfeng thought about Yan Yufeng, and said in his heart: If you don't say it's nothing, as soon as you say it, I'll give you a clear one.

"Cut!" Yan Yufeng was a little angry.

Ye Changfeng looked at this No. 8 of Beiyang, his face was full of dissatisfaction and anger, he laughed, patted him, saw that there was no reaction, and slapped it a few times in a row, and said: "Why, I'm really angry." ”

"Angry at what? I don't dare to be angry with the top scorer! Yan Yufeng said sullenly.

"Alas, Ah Yu, seriously, I want to ask you something, you tell me honestly, eh? What do you think? Ye Changfeng looked at Yan Yufeng face to face.

"Say!" Yan Yufeng threw out a sentence.

"Do you remember the Beiyang Power Cup League one year?" The night is long and the wind is long.

"Remember, every day has not been forgotten!" Yan Yufeng said.

"At that time, you were in the twelfth, I was in Tiegang, before the league started, I never thought that I would lose in the league in your hands, at that time, I thought that after so many years of hard training, I had no opponent in Beiyang, who would have thought that I would meet you." Night long air ducts.

"Hehe, at that time, I didn't expect that there was such a master in Beiyang, all along, I was full of confidence in dominating Beiyang, until I saw the warm-up match between Tiegang and No. 4 Middle School, and saw your performance, I suddenly found out that the league was not as simple as I imagined!" Yan Yufeng also recalled the amazing performance of seeing the night long wind that day.

"Alas, that's also a performance, I just hate that I was too confident at that time, exposed so early, and you guys were wary!" Night Changfeng smiled bitterly.

"Haha!" Yan Yufeng laughed heartily.

"Remember that open-air stadium in Chaoyang that day? You challenged me directly, and at the time, I really didn't take you seriously, until I saw your performance in the game later, and I knew that the opponent had appeared! ”

"At that time, I prepared everything in the future, and I was waiting for the showdown with you!" Yan Yufeng said.

"Well, I really lost badly, and I was directly humiliated by you!" Night Changfeng shook his hand, as if until now, it was still so unacceptable when he thought about it.

"Hehe, don't say it, what a humiliation, it's just an ordinary game, didn't you also score so many points? In front of me. Yan Yufeng comforted.

"But I still can't beat it, really, your strength is just better than me, I have to admit it." Night Wind returned to normal, and said with a smile.

Yan Yufeng shrugged his shoulders and didn't object.

"Later, I got into a fight with my teammates and was expelled from school, and then I stayed at home and told you, I watched the final between you and the champion and runner-up of the second high school." The night breeze said lightly.

"Oh!" Yan Yufeng nodded lightly.

"I also wondered why I went to that game, because at that time, I was in a terrible mood and instinctively refused anything related to basketball, but in that game, I saw the end from the beginning, do you know why?" Ye Changfeng turned his head to look at Yan Yufeng.

"Why?" Yan Yufeng knew that Ye Changfeng had something to say.

"Because I don't admit defeat, I still want to see where I'm inferior to you!" Night Wind raised his brow.

"Really?" Yan Yufeng was a little surprised.

"It's a pity, when I watched the game, I still didn't find the answer, really, although I saw your last dunk from the free throw line, I was shocked at that moment, very shocked, I couldn't express the surprise in words, even so, I still didn't find the answer to why I lost in your hands!"

"Oh."

"Until the first day of the Lunar New Year, when I was sitting alone on the court, I didn't know what to think, you appeared in front of me, smiled and invited me to join Beiyang 12th Middle School, as your team member, I suddenly found the answer." Night Wind showed a smile, a very calm smile.

Yan Yufeng looked at him and didn't speak.

"Maybe your ball skills are better than mine, maybe you are more serious and prepared for the enemy than I do, but that's not the real reason why you can win me, the real reason is in your heart." Ye Changfeng said this, his eyes looked directly at Yan Yufeng, who was looking at him.

"A very tolerant heart, to the players, to the enemy, to anyone who loves basketball." Ye Changfeng continued, "I never dreamed that you would invite an enemy to be your player, and you will generously give up your position, to be honest, don't say that I am better than you as a shooting guard, with your Yan Yufeng's talent, you will be very good in any position, I understand this very well." ”

Yan Yufeng wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Ye Changfeng stretching out his hand, "Don't excuse anything, you invited me, just hoping that Beiyang No. 12 Middle School can go further, this goal, both your ideals, and the dream of the plateau captain exists, and even more is the common hope of every Beiyang No. 12 Middle School's teammates, for this goal, you will appear in front of me on the first day of the Lunar New Year, these things, I didn't know until later, which made me feel even more that the answer I came to was correct." ”

Ye Changfeng took a breath, looked at Yan Yufeng who just smiled bitterly and shook his hand with a smile, and said: "Don't you admit it, your heart, the brothers of the whole team can see it, without you, how can there be Beiyang 12th Middle School today?" ”

"Since I'm on this team, of course I have to do something for it, otherwise why am I standing here?" Yan Yufeng finally said a word.

"Hehe, but you've done more than anyone else, and you've done too much." Night Changfeng said deeply.

Yan Yufeng finally had nothing to say, in the face of Ye Changfeng's words, he really didn't know how to say it, maybe he really didn't know how to defend it.

"Then now, I'm going to tell you something, I'm really dissatisfied with this matter, honestly, angry." Night Changfeng turned his words and suddenly said.

"What's the matter?" Yan Yufeng said blankly.

"Actually, I've always had an idea, but I don't know if my intuition is true, I think maybe you've thought about it too, so I'll ask you now." The night breeze said slowly.

Yan Yufeng raised his head, his expression became solemn, and said, "Go on." ”

"Don't you think that the tactics we are playing now have greatly limited your play, and to a large extent, I have played to my strengths?" Night Changfeng said seriously.

Yan Yufeng was stunned, his eyes flashed, but he didn't speak.

"In these two games, you see, I almost scored more than 30 points in each game, and the number of shots is also the first in the team, many times, I always get the ball very comfortably, and then just shoot, in front of me, almost all blank, this taste, it is so comfortable." Night Changfeng recalled the process of the two games, shaking his head to taste back.

"If you shoot accurately, you will naturally score more points." Yan Yufeng explained.

"No, why is it that when you get the ball, you play mostly singles, every point you get is earned by your own efforts, which naturally reduces your shooting rate, so the score must be much less." Night Wind affirmed.

"Of course, you're a shooting guard, I'm a small forward, we're not in the same position, and of course we're in different situations." Yan Yufeng replied with some interest.

"No, that's not the answer!" Night Wind interrupted a little roughly.

Yan Yufeng looked at Ye Changfeng in surprise, and the latter continued: "I feel that this is the coach's problem at all, haven't you noticed, many times, the coach needs a shooter, not a heads-up king!" All his tactics, all for shooters, yes, not wrong at all, all that! After a pause, Ye Changfeng took a breath, and continued: "And you, get the request, I hope that you will make your own decisions, and in the face of the opponent's defense, the burden you have to bear is far heavier than mine."

"Don't you notice that sometimes, in addition to being able to show off a little bit in the fast break, a lot of the time, don't you feel a little bit out of the group? As if you weren't one of the team. "The night wind is getting louder and louder.

"Even though I'm the beneficiary, I'm not feeling well, and the whole team is definitely not feeling well! You are the core, and all tactics should revolve around you, not me, or Shangzhi! ”

Yan Yufeng looked at the excited night breeze in shock, his every word was clearly in his ears, but what was his mood?

It's really unclear, it seems to be a blank slate.

"I will put forward my suggestions to the coach, Beiyang may be nothing without me, but you can't be missing, because this team from Beiyang is completely created by you!" Ye Changfeng stared at Yan Yufeng and said excitedly.

"Mine?" Yan Yufeng muttered dreamily.

"Without Yan Yufeng, where did the king of Beiyang come from, and how did he dominate the whole of Jiangsu, how could we stand here, facing the kings of all walks of life? It's not who can bring it to us, who else but you? Your position has been shaken since Coach Shang came here, and now I swear that I am definitely more important than you in the eyes of the coach! Night Wind said loudly.

"Actually, I have discussed with the captain a few days ago, and everyone feels unfair, and now waiting for your words, we will jointly write a letter, asking the coach to change the tactics and redivide the position." Ye Changfeng shook the stunned Yan Yufeng with both hands, and said eagerly.

"Wait, a joint letter? No, it's absolutely impossible! The stupid Yan Yufeng suddenly woke up and resolutely objected.

"Why?" Ye Changfeng doesn't understand, I said so much just now, why don't you understand?

"Maybe you're right, but there's no way you're going to do anything at this time, and I don't think the captain will agree to it!" Yan Yufeng tried to calm down and said calmly.

"The captain agreed!" Night Wind glared.

"That's just perfunctory for you!" Yan Yufeng was still stubborn.

"Oh, when is it, you still look like you're dead-headed!" The night is long and the wind sees Yan Yufeng

"The second round is about to be played, and at this time, there can't be any problems in the team, no!" Yan Yufeng resolutely objected.

"What's wrong, this is related to your value, let me tell you, Yan Yufeng, don't think it's just your problem, tell you, once you encounter a strong team, the coach's tactics will definitely go wrong, at that time, it can't be solved by one or two pauses, and at that time, it's too late to regret." Seeing that Yan Yufeng still didn't agree, Ye Changfeng couldn't help but get anxious.

Yan Yufeng paused, but the admiration for the coach's personal ability still did not change his mind, shook his head, and said: "This matter is everywhere, don't tell anyone anymore, I will persuade the captain." With that, a man walked straight out.

"Yan Yufeng, are you really stupid or fake stupid!" The night was so angry that he yelled in the back.

Yan Yufeng didn't answer, and walked out of the woods quickly, leaving Ye Changfeng alone in the woods scolding dissatisfied.

Walking out of the woods, Yan Yufeng looked up at the somewhat cloudy sky, exhaled, and his mind was in chaos.

Could it be that I'm really not the No. 8 of Beiyang anymore?

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Shang Lin suddenly felt a little frightened, stopped what he was doing, touched his sour eyes, and then looked at the display screen of the IBM laptop that had accompanied him for three years, and on the screen, a tactical drill map was placed on it in a disorderly manner.

Shang Lin stared at the picture, the mark of No. 15 and the mark of No. 8 were full of his eyes, making him feel a little painful, closed his eyes, rested, Shang Lin opened his eyes again and looked at the screen.

How to choose?

Shang Lin asked himself.

From these two games, Shang Lin was pleasantly surprised to see that Ye Changfeng's lethality was so powerful, and now his shooting rate was almost 45%, which was rare in the game of high school students, as if as long as the ball was in his hands, it could be scored.

The two big victories also proved this, and on the 15th night of the long wind, his role was very obvious.

What about No. 8 Yan Yufeng?

Shang Lin frowned.

In both games, the average score is almost twenty, but what is it for?

The price is half more than the number of shots made by Ye Changfeng, but the score is so much less than Ye Changfeng's score, which makes Shang Lin a little stupid, and he has explained how to play tactics many times, but when it comes to the court, the real realization is only half at most, many times, the ball will involuntarily pass to Yan Yufeng's hands, there should have been a better candidate, but why did it pass to his hands?

Is it the boss of the habitual surname?

Shang Lin raised his eyebrows, you can't go on like this, as a real player, you must unconditionally obey the coach's arrangement, and you are not allowed to play nonsense and emotionally.

The next game is even more difficult, and the transformation of the team is still not perfect, time is running out, I have to do something, Shang Lin stood in front of the window, crossed his waist and looked out of the building, the overcast weather was the same as his mood now, a little bad.

Shang Lin sat back in his chair, his gaze unintentionally swept over the photo frame on the table, where he and his mentor Ou Li hugged each other happily, smiling.

Looking at his teacher's smile, Shang Lin suddenly remembered something.

"Shang, what do you think of the tactics you're practicing right now?" Before leaving for the United States, Ori suddenly asked himself.

"Teacher, I don't think there's a problem with this set of tactics." Although Shang Lin was very strange, he replied very confidently.

"I've seen from the video you've given me that for the most part, your tactics have been very successful, especially offensively, but have you ever thought about what it would be like if a shooter didn't have a crosshair?"

"No, if a shooter doesn't have a crosshair, how can he still be called a shooter?" Shang Lin didn't care.

"On the pitch, anything can happen." Ori said meaningfully.

"Teacher, I'll be all ready, don't worry." Shang Lin is still very confident.

"Oh, by the way, the role of No. 8 is very big, you must pay attention to how to use it to get the most out of him." Ou Li, who had already done the car, suddenly thought of something and said something.

Shang Lin was stunned, looked at the teacher's serious eyes, and nodded.

Recalling this scene, Shang Lin, who was sitting in a chair, fell into deep thought.

For Yan Yufeng, did he really play his greatest role?

The answer is not clear.

Shang Lin had a headache, he always had a feeling of powerlessness for Yan Yufeng's characteristics, and always wanted him to score, but he found that he couldn't do this, it was not good to do that, and in the end, he could only let him play.

In fact, I know very well that a good scorer, just like a player like Yan Yufeng, if he goes crazy, no one can stop him, and it is not impossible to score more than forty or fifty points in a game.

But how can you make him go crazy?

It's not just that he's in good shape, it's inseparable from the coach's pre-game tactical arrangements.

In this regard, Shang Lin was a little confused, just like a poet, when he saw a beautiful thing, he wanted to express it in the most beautiful words, but he couldn't always come up with it, so he could only do it stupidly.

Shang Lin suddenly remembered something, when he was in the United States, he once asked Orry why he didn't go to the Knicks now, and Ori glanced at himself and said, "Because you haven't become a professional coach yet." ”

This sentence made him very incomprehensible, but no matter how he asked Ou Li, he didn't say it anymore, and this matter was slowly forgotten by himself, but now that he thought about it, combined with Ou Li's words a few days ago, Shang Lin suddenly felt that he really had a huge flaw, and he hadn't found it yet.

Is that really the case?

Shang Lin asked to himself.

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"Captain!" Yan Yufeng stood in front of the plateau who was walking towards the stadium with the ball.

Gao Yuan paused, and when he saw that it was Yan Yufeng, he couldn't help but smile, and said, "Ah Yu, let's go, let's go to training together." As he spoke, he raised his basketball.

Yan Yufeng didn't pay attention to Gao Yuan's smile, walked over quickly, grabbed Gao Yuan with one hand, pulled it to the side and said with his head and face: "Captain, with your steadiness, how can you agree to such a thing?" ”

Gao Yuan froze, looked at Yan Yufeng's angry expression, and said, "What's wrong?" “

"What's wrong? I ask you, how could you agree with Changfeng's bad idea of jointly publishing a book? Yan Yufeng ignored Gao Yuan's smile and asked loudly.

Gao Yuan came to his senses, looked around, and said in a low voice: "How do you know, Changfeng told you?" ”

"Yes!" Yan Yufeng snorted heavily.

Gao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, touched his chest and said, "I thought it was the coach who told you, it turned out to be Changfeng." ”

"Coach? Captain, you also know the consequences when the coach knows! Do you know and agree? Yan Yufeng became even more angry when he heard this.

"Don't I agree? Everyone has an idea about this matter, and it is not Changfeng who has his opinion. Seeing that Yan Yufeng was still angry, Gao Yuan glared at him and said.

"Humph!" Yan Yufeng snorted again.

"Don't hum, isn't this all for you?" Gao Yuan put the ball on the ground and stood up straight and looked at Yan Yufeng with a black face.

"Captain, captain, as the captain, how can you let the team have infighting during the league?" Yan Yufeng looked very angry.

"It's not infighting, it's dissuasion!" The tone of the plateau also raised a few points.

"Dissuasion? Joke! Yan Yufeng sneered.

"This is the opinion of our whole team, there is a problem with the coach's tactics, and it must be changed, although such tactics are beneficial to anyone in the team, but without your benefits, this set of tactics cannot be implemented in our Beiyang 12th Middle School!" Gao Yuan said loudly and categorically.

Yan Yufeng shook his head violently and looked at his captain with a blank look.

"You're the core, not somebody else, so why does he play like this, pass the ball like this, and the ball doesn't pass to you? Are we going to lose if we pass it on to you? He didn't want to think about it, who did we rely on to get to this point in Beiyang No. 12 Middle School? It's none other than you Yan Yufeng! The King of the Cold Mountains! Little Kobe! Yan Yufeng! Gao Yuan said loudly.

"Captain'''''''''." Yan Yufeng was completely speechless.

"Ah Yu, I'm not saying that the coach is bad, but since he came, he has left you out in the cold, tactics should be around you, a team must have a core, you are, anyway, we all think so, tactics, must be changed! The joint letter must be placed on him! Gao Yuan's tone was very firm.

"It must not be like this! The coach has his tactical intentions, I don't feel uncomfortable, I can score more than 20 points in every game! Yan Yufeng was still trying to convince the captain.

"Ah Yu, what are you going to tell me to say? Originally, we were going to do this behind your back, in order not to let you suffer any harm, and we hope that it can be resolved peacefully, haven't you felt it now? The coach just didn't put you in the most important position, to put it mildly, he didn't tailor a set of tactics for you. I don't know if he has this ability, but the tactics created for Changfeng and the early fight for Applejack are all there, so why not you? Have you thought about it? The more Gao Yuan spoke, the more angry he became.

"Why not, isn't it a three-dimensional corner position?" Yan Yufeng argued.

", it's for the whole team, not yours! Two-one block and dismantle, the flat line is in the position, the bottom corner of the three people are in the wrong position, etc., this is all customized to cover the long-wind fixed-point shot, and you? Have it? Tell me! Gao Yuan saw that Yan Yufeng still didn't admit it, and said angrily.

“`````````````。” Yan Yufeng was silent.

"Ah Yu, let me tell you from the heart, do you know why we are still fighting until now? Now our achievements and honors are something we couldn't have imagined a year ago, to be able to stand here, to be able to stand on the court of the national competition, and every game is cheered by tens of thousands of spectators, and the attention of so many media outlets, and so many newspaper and television reports, who gave us these things?

Swept the fourth middle school, who is it? Who is it that defeats Iron and Steel? Who defeated King No. 2?

Who is it, let us pass all the way in the selection competition and kill in front of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School.

Under the strong and luxurious lineup of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School, in front of Lu Di, a person who is famous in the whole country and has countless envious halos on his head, he is not afraid, in the first quarter, who won all the points alone and was not pulled down by No. 9 Middle School?

So who is it, at the last moment, to calmly implement that set of ball-handling tactics that only appear in NBA shots?

In the end, who was the last man, in those few seconds, who bravely made a move, defeated the giant of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School in one fell swoop, and completed this indispensable task?

It's all you, it's all you.

You alone brought us to the national competition, and you alone let us enjoy such a great honor, all of us know it, and everyone remembers who brought it to us.

We don't really care about this, the collective of Beiyang Twelfth Middle School can always maintain such a strong fighting spirit and spirit as a year ago, do you know why? Gao Yuan looked at Yan Yufeng and said slowly.

Yan Yufeng raised his head, shaking his head unconsciously, at this moment, he was completely shocked by the passionate voice of the plateau.

"For you, I hope to see you sweep your opponents like you did in the Beiyang Power Cup, like in the Jiangsu Trials, and knock down the unbeatable opponents with domineering spirit, I hope to see you a wonderful dunk, one by one in our eyes, let us be surprised, tremble, and excited.

You know? When I played away in Changsha that day, I saw your excited eyes in the fourth quarter, and my heart was sour, your performance on the court still made me and everyone excited, everyone was secretly saying, look, Kobe Bryant Jr. is back, and the lion king is on the stage!

Did you know?

Every day, after we train, we sit on the floor and talk excitedly about what is the most? Every time, before going to bed, what is the most talked? When you watch the NBA, who is the one who talks the most? It is you, in our eyes, you are not only a teammate, but also our pride, our hope, and the dream of all of us.

It can be said that if you are not there, then there is no need to continue the game in Beiyang 12th Middle School, I believe that Zhiquan, Dazhu, Li Feng, Ajie, Changfeng, Zhai Yong, etc., the whole team of ten people, the pillar of each person's competition, is to hope to stand by your side, look at you, how to become our dream step by step.

Now, since we have decided that coaches don't see you as a core, we need to do something, so you can't decide what to do. Speaking of this, Gao Yuan glanced at Yan Yufeng lightly, suddenly smiled, and said, "I didn't expect that it would be so comfortable to say it all the time in my heart." ”

Yan Yufeng slowly raised his head, looked at the captain who was smiling at him, and crossed the first meeting between himself and the captain in the freshman competition, he was also smiling like that, such a smile, whenever he was confused and hesitating, he would appear, until now, he saw such a smile again.

"Captain'''''''''." Yan Yufeng couldn't go on, and found that his throat was trembling at all, and he couldn't make a sound.

"Don't say anything, we will solve this matter, we have to have a showdown with the coach, and let him know that Beiyang No. 12 Middle School belongs to our No. 8, not his team alone!" The plateau was on Yan Yufeng's shoulders.

"Doing so will have an impact on the second round that is about to start." Yan Yufeng, who was a little sober, said.

"If you don't solve this problem, no one will be able to play with peace of mind, not to mention that there are ten days left before the second round, and these ten days are enough!" Gao Yuan comforted with confidence.

"What are you going to do?" This is what Yan Yufeng wants to ask the most.

"Make a revolution!" The plateau shouted loudly to the sky.

revolution

Great Qin Bingbing

2004.1.27

ps: Happy New Year and I wish you all the best in the new year! I hope that every friend who still likes "Campus" will always have a passionate youthful heart in his heart.

There are a lot of things to do during the Chinese New Year, and I can't update them in a short time, sorry!

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