Campus Basketball (Part 3)

Chapter Ninety-Three: The Mouth of the Absolute Realm Speaks Wildly

When Shang Lin and the three were talking in a low voice, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Wang Xuechao glanced at Shang Lin inquiringly, the latter nodded, and Wang Xuechao raised his voice: "Come in!"

The door opened, and Yan Yufeng, who was expressionless, walked in.

The three of them couldn't help but be stunned, but they didn't expect that the first one to come was Yan Yufeng.

Before Wang Xuechao could speak, Yan Yufeng had already preemptively said: "Coach Shang, I'm here to apologize to you, I hope you can remember the impulsive behavior of me and my teammates yesterday!" ”

Shang Lin's face sank, and said, "This matter, let's talk about it later, it's not about this matter today!" ”

Yan Yufeng lowered his head and said calmly: "Then what are you talking about?" ”

"Your thing! Tell me, why were you drunk yesterday? Shang Lin looked at Yan Yufeng and said slowly.

"This is my personal matter, I hope that the business coach will stop asking, and others will be the same!" Yan Yufeng's tone was still very indifferent.

Shang Lin glanced at Wang Xuechao, what he meant was for you, the latter sighed, and said: "Yufeng, you have to know your important surname in the team, if it affects the upcoming game because of your personal reasons, I think, who doesn't want to see it, so we have the right to know what happened to you!" ”

"Coach, don't worry, if you know who I am, you should know that I won't be influenced by life events in the game!" Yan Yufeng said coldly.

"Yan Yufeng, don't be so stubborn, okay?" Shi Guang, who was beside him, couldn't hold back any longer, and said loudly.

Yan Yufeng suddenly stood there straight, and said slowly: "I came here to ask the coach to take back your decision and lead us on, because this is not only what Beiyang Twelve Middle School desires, but also my ''''''." ”

Speaking of this, Yan Yufeng paused, looked at Shang Lin, looked at him with a very strange look, and said with difficulty: "And it's me, the only reason to breathe strongly!" ”

Shang Lin was shocked, and looked at Yan Yufeng in front of him in disbelief, he just happened to have an indifferent face, but now his eyes were revealing incomparable sadness.

Such sadness suddenly made Shang Lin not even have the courage to open his mouth to refuse.

The three coaches in the room were also stunned by the feeling that Yan Yufeng had just revealed, "Yufeng, you ''''''''' this is ''''''''''." Wang Xuechao couldn't go on.

"Please forgive us for the urge to continue leading us towards the national championship! Thank you! Yan Yufeng bent down, bowed to Shang Lin, and walked out.

The three of them let Yan Yufeng go out alone, quietly closed the door, and checked each other, but found that the three of them were all shocked.

Yan Yufeng, what happened to you to make you sad like this!

"This kid '''''''." Shi Guang shook his head and sighed.

Wang Xuechao's expression was also cloudy, obviously, he was shocked by the emotions that this big boy showed just now, a boy who was less than seventeen years old, what made him so sad?

Shang Lin also had a gloomy face, Yan Yufeng just now, let him decide what he had decided, now he can't say it anyway, now he is gone, what a huge blow will it bring to Beiyang Twelfth Middle School and Yan Yufeng himself, Shang Lin can't estimate, all this makes Shang Lin unbearably contradictory.

At this time, a group of people from the plateau crowded in, as soon as they came in, Gao Yuan first apologized to Shang Lin, and then all the review books handed in, Wang Xuechao and Shi Guang looked at each other, and immediately helped on the side, Shang Lin sighed, and finally compromised.

A player riot and the turmoil of the coach's resignation finally subsided, but the injuries and cracks brought in it inevitably appeared in the hearts of Shang Lin and the players.

All this is not as good as the destruction caused by returning to the former Yan Yufeng, because no one can predict it.

Everything needs to wait for the first battle with Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School the day after tomorrow to prove it!

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Just when all this was calm again, the opponent of Beiyang Twelve Middle School had already quietly arrived!

When the students of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School stepped off the plane and stepped on the land of Qinhuai, the capital of Jiangsu and the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, the media who came to pick them up immediately rushed over.

All kinds of questions were sent to the coaches and players of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School, which surprised Hua Jun, who was accustomed to seeing big scenes, and immediately made it clear how much attention the Jiangsu media attached to this semi-final match in the southern region.

All right! I didn't expect the dark horse of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School to gain such high attention, and even more popular than Nanjing No. 9 Middle School.

Just when Hua Jun was secretly instructing, one of Che Jin's answers made him have a heart attack again.

"Che Jin, as the core figure of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School, what do you think about this away challenge to Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, which is in excellent form?" A reporter quickly held up the topic and asked loudly.

"How's it going? Have it? If it is said that winning a weak lamb is also in good condition, then the state of our Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School may have reached the point of perfection! Che Jin replied without hesitation.

"As for the feelings, that's even less so, for me and my team, when we come here, our biggest focus is to see this ancient capital, anything else? I haven't thought much of it yet! Che Jin continued as if he didn't want to stop without being frightened.

These words are equivalent to pouring another bucket of gasoline into the boiling oil pot, and the reporters suddenly exploded, and everyone keenly discovered the key excavation objects of the news, so countless topics began to surround Che Jin in unison.

Hua Jun saw that he could pay it back, and then saw that Che Jin didn't care at all, how dare he think about what would happen later, shouted loudly, led the whole team, and immediately left the airport, got on the luxury bus that came to pick up the car, and hurriedly went to the place where the Football Committee prepared for him.

"Ah Jin, what did I tell you on the plane!" The more Hua Jun thought about it, the more angry he became, and he questioned Che Jindao loudly.

"What's the big deal, you have to pay attention to the opponent tactically, you have to despise the enemy strategically, and before the game, start psychological warfare as much as possible to hit the opponent! You said that, and I am now faithfully carrying out your commands! Seeing that Hua Jun was in a big rage, Che Jin knew that he had a little life, rolled his eyes, and quibbled.

"You ''''''''." Hua Jun was speechless for a moment, his eyes glanced at him, and he saw that the team members were secretly smiling, waved his hand, and said: "What are you laughing at, cheer up, as soon as you arrive at the hotel, put down your luggage for me immediately, and go to the stadium to adapt to the venue!" ”

"Oh! Got it! The team members replied in unison.

Hua Jun snorted angrily and turned around, sat down, and thought to himself: These bunnies! It's just that I don't learn well, and I'm completely damaged by the car brocade!

Che Jin winked at his friends Huang Yan and Tian Guang, who both laughed, stretched out their thumbs, and then pointed to the coach's back, laughing.

Che Jin laughed and suddenly sang loudly in Cantonese: "Wan Chai has always been a big sun for me"

Tian Guang and Huang Yan sang in unison: "I'll play with the sun"

"On the background!" Che Jin shouted again.

"Mighty!" This time, even Wang Zhen joined in!

"On splitting friends!" Che Jin sang again.

"I don't give up!" This time, half of the team members in the car sang in unison.

Che Jin suddenly laughed, seeing that the coach did not turn his head and complain, he looked at the whole car and looked at his team members, stood up proudly, and then simply sat in his position majestically, and sang loudly: "Sword light and sword shadow!" ”

"I'm not afraid of a word!" The whole team shouted in unison.

"Let me show my skills for the club!" Che Jin excitedly shouted.

"If you are dedicated to raising your family's voice, you won't be shocked even if you die!" This time, the whole car stood up excitedly and shouted loudly.

Alas'''! Hua Jun, who was sitting in front, shook his head when he heard it, this song of the old boy, I don't know when, but it became the team song of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School, although the words in the song are really black, but even Hua Jun likes the group taste shown in this song, and because of this, Hua Jun will let them go.

"Let my blood flow" At this time, the whole team began to sing in unison, Hua Jun glanced at the driver, and found that he was looking at himself with strange and inquiring eyes, obviously he didn't understand what the song was, so he had to helplessly and embarrassedly said: "This is our team song." ”

The driver's expression showed that it was the same, and he nodded his head with a slight amusement, and continued his duties.

Hua Jun didn't turn his head, because what he needed in this land was this team that regarded battle as joy!

Everyone says that Beiyang No. 12 Middle School is tenacious and terrifying, so I will let Jiangsu people see what is the real blood-oriented Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School!

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On the court, every player in Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, who has resumed normal training, shouted loudly, defending, blocking and dismantling, and the sound of shooting sounded from time to time, making the whole stadium noisy, but the atmosphere was warm.

And Shang Lin didn't speak, standing on the sidelines alone according to the old habit, frowning with his hands down.

Tomorrow is the time for the game, and the only consequence of the player riot that has been wasted for two days is the lack of coping with the game.

Originally, according to Shang Lin's habits, he should have started searching for the game information of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School a long time ago, and then made corresponding countermeasures, but because of the general fatigue of the players after the game, Shang Lin still decided to conduct rest training first, and conduct targeted training confrontation in the last few days.

But because of this incident, all the decisions became utopian, until the morning, the player's apology and Wang Xuechao and others' hard persuasion, so that Shang Lin had no choice but to continue to be the head coach, at this time to estimate the pre-war combat effectiveness of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School, there was no time.

The most regrettable thing is that Shang Lin has not obtained the opponent's first-hand information, video tapes and other important display materials until now, which has become an incompleteable task, and the only thing that can be done now is to try to find the morale of the team members back.

However, Shang Lin is still full of confidence in tomorrow's afternoon game, no matter what, the strength of this team cannot be underestimated in the country!

But Shang Lin still had one thing in his heart that was faintly uneasy, and that was Yan Yufeng's emotions.

Thinking of this, Shang Lin couldn't help but think of the scene of the press conference in the afternoon, that scene, even in the United States, is rare to see, what a pair of enemies!

"May I ask Che Jin, what you said when you got off the plane yesterday is your own truth?" A reporter asked in a loud voice.

"Can you be clearer? I've said a lot, which one are you referring to? Che Jin glanced at the coach and found that he was looking at him, so he had to answer vaguely.

Hua Jun's eyes rolled and he fainted, this is also an answer, isn't it looking for something to say?

Sure enough, the reporter immediately asked excitedly: "When you got off the plane, what you said that Beiyang was completely vulnerable, and you just wanted to come to Nanjing for sightseeing, is it true?" ”

Che Jin frowned and said helplessly: "Not bad." ”

"Wow!"

The reporters in the audience were in an uproar, in the away game, other people's territory, who dared to speak like this, Che Jin was still the first person!

"Then, judging from the performance of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School in the previous game, it seems that there is a discrepancy as you said!" A tall female reporter with permed hair asked very quickly.

"For different opponents, there will naturally be different performances, and besides, the tactical arrangement also has a lot to do with it, I don't think I need to explain more!" Che Jin replied very unhappily.

"So, what kind of opponent is Beiyang 12th Middle School? What tactical countermeasures will Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School take? A chubby reporter came out of the group of reporters with difficulty, stretched out his hand, and asked with the microphone upright.

You're so hungry and want to fart! I'll tell you about that too? Hua Jun scolded angrily, then coughed dryly, and attracted all his eyes to himself before saying: "Regarding this issue, everyone will naturally know when they get to the game." ”

"What do you think of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, Coach Hua?" A reporter finally asked a more official question.

"Well, this one'''" Hua Jun thought for a while, and said: "Every team that can come to this point, of course, the strength is not to be underestimated, of course, each team has its unique technical and tactical style, I think, when it comes to the game, I will give you a very exciting game!" ”

Shang Lin frowned, controlling himself not to look at him, these words were yin and yang, revealing several meanings, and he could hear the taste of it if he understood.

That is, for Beiyang Twelfth Middle School, we have already mastered his characteristics, so the subtext is naturally that the weaknesses can also be seen clearly.

As for the rest, it was more of a naked pre-war threat.

Wonderful?

Hitting the water dogs, one-sided, of course, can also be regarded as wonderful!

Shang Lin really wanted to carefully investigate this coach of his age to see why he was so proud.

"Excuse me, then, for ''''''''''." A reporter wanted to ask something, but was stopped by Hua Jun with a smile, pointed to the other side and said: "The number of questions limited by the Football Committee has arrived, so I can't answer them!" ”

Following the direction of Hua Jun's finger, the reporter began to think that it was time to ask questions to Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, which had the advantage of the home field.

Immediately, a reporter asked sharply: "According to Beiyang's previous records, the weak defeated the strong, so is it still using such a strategic policy?" ”

Shang Lin cleared his throat, and for this question, he felt a little funny, and said: "I want to be more correct, Beiyang's previous games were not won by weakness, but completely caused by the opponent's failure to pay enough attention, as early as half a year ago, when I didn't take over Beiyang 12th Middle School, Beiyang was already very strong, and now, I can only say that Beiyang's strength is still improving step by step." ”

"It is said that more than 9,000 tickets have been sold out for tomorrow's game, and nearly 1,000 standing tickets have also been sold out, which means that there will be nearly 10,000 spectators cheering for tomorrow's game!

Among them, there are many people from Beiyang City! So, may I ask, for tomorrow's game, is Beiyang confident that it will win under the shouts of more than 10,000 spectators? ”

Shang Lin was frightened, he really didn't know about this matter, more than 10,000 spectators, but just reached the maximum number of people in the Olympic Stadium that had just been completed and was built specifically for large-scale competitions.

Even in the United States, there are only a handful of high school competitions where 10,000 people come to watch them, and at this moment, Shang Lin's heart began to pound.

"This, of course, Beiyang's dictionary can always only contain the word victory!" Shang Lin's heart also became excited, and his tone began to move towards a high profile.

"Also, tomorrow's game will be broadcast live nationally, what do you think about that?" A reporter asked in a loud voice.

Shang Lin's heart suddenly burst again, but he immediately became excited, and it was broadcast live across the country, which was a big deal.

"I'm sorry, I just learned that there would be a national live broadcast, and if that's the case, I think the audience watching this game across the country will definitely be worth it." Shang Lin said slowly, trying to calm down his emotions.

"So, may I ask Yan Yufeng, what do you think of tomorrow's game?" The reporter knew that the players would always have much more information than the coach, and after asking the necessary questions, he immediately turned the target to Yan Yufeng, who had been silent.

Shang Lin tilted his head sideways, and looked at Yan Yufeng with some concern, if it wasn't for the Football Committee's nomination to play Yan Yufeng, according to his current psychological condition, Shang Lin would never bring him here, but since it was a nomination, there was no other way, now, Shang Lin's only prayer was that Yan Yufeng could answer the questions smoothly and end this most annoying pre-game press conference for the coach.

Yan Yufeng didn't speak, when the eyes of the audience were focused on him, he raised his head expressionlessly, glanced at the reporters in the audience, and said in the face of the reporters who filled the press conference: "My goal is the national championship, tomorrow's competition is just a new beginning, for me, there is no other meaning." ”

"Wow!"

The reporter didn't expect that in the case of the coaches of both sides having a good attitude, each other's players couldn't resist the anger, and each one was stronger than the other!

"So, you mean that you don't pay much attention to tomorrow's game?" A reporter asked.

"On the contrary, I take this game very seriously and I believe that when the time comes, I will give it my all and show no mercy!" Yan Yufeng said coldly, revealing bursts of killing intent in the semantics.

"Coax '''''''." The emotions of the reporters have finally reached a boiling point, such a press conference is not generally seen, and the pre-game oaths of the players on both sides can make their own writings, and there are a lot of surprises!

"Do you have confidence in the game? Can you predict the score? ”

"As the coach said, in the dictionary of our Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, there is never the word failure, and in my dictionary, except for the champion, there is no room for anything else!" Yan Yufeng ignored Shang Lin's stunned eyes and continued.

"The core of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School Che Jin is also playing small forward, and you are too, so on the field, you will definitely face to face, do you have confidence in this?" The tall female reporter with permed hair just now once again proposed a heavy bomb.

Yan Yufeng's eyes shrank, and he said coldly: "No one can stop my score!" ”

"Yay!" Someone in the group of reporters cheered loudly, and then there was applause, Yan Yufeng's sentence just now, that kind of momentum, really conquered a group of reporters who were born and raised in Beiyang No. 12 Middle School.

"Alright, alright, the questions are over everywhere!" Even Shang Lin, who was calm as usual, was sweating profusely now, and the momentum that Yan Yufeng showed today was really terrifying.

Of course, the reporters objected, but the time for questions had come, and there was nothing to be done, just when all the reporters were about to leave the scene and rush back to the newspapers to write, a very irregular Mandarin voice sounded, and the reporters who reacted quickly immediately heard who was shouting, and immediately turned around to look, and at the same time the professional surname put up the microphone in his hand.

"Wait!" Cha Jin stood up.

Yan Yufeng, who was pushed out, stopped, and Shang Lin behind him couldn't push it anymore, so he had to stand there.

Yan Yufeng slowly turned around, looked at Che Jin standing on the news table, and pursed his lips.

Che Jin looked at him standing there fiercely, this cold, arrogant, arrogant guy, stretched out his right hand, pointed at him, and said, "You, wait!" Tomorrow, you look good! ”

The reporters sandwiched between the two, each of them clearly felt in their hearts an exuberant hormone secreting so quickly and frantically that they couldn't even speak.

"Okay, I'll wait tomorrow!" Yan Yufeng's eyes didn't leave Che Jin at all, and after taking a deep look at him, he replied lightly, and then turned to leave.

The female reporter with permed hair was standing in the diagonal center of the two at this time, and the conversation between the two was like a confrontation between two armies, and a tragic killing intent suddenly floated in her heart.

Thinking quickly in his head, one person was known as one of the three tigers in the Southern District as early as a year ago, and in the position of small forward, no one is invincible! Every time, he was undisputed in the first team of the South Division. (Lu Di is supposed to be a swingman for small forwards and shooting guards, so it can be ignored!) ）

Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, which has sprung up with a different army, has always been under the leadership of Yan Yufeng as the core knife, all the way through to the semifinals in the southern region, and is known as the little Kobe Bryant, and was nominated for this year's National Best Newcomer Award, his position is also a small forward.

Two small forwards, two of whom were recognized as the best SF in the South Division last year and this year.

What will it mean for the two of them to collide passionately?

Absolute field on the SF in the South Zone!!

That's right!

That's it, the pinnacle matchup on the small forward in the South Division!

In this field, they are absolute, they are perfect!

The female reporter was so excited that she wanted to scream, she thought of the name of the article for tomorrow's morning newspaper!

The name is called - the Absolute Realm!

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Su Xue, leaning on the balcony, looked up at the bright moon hanging in the sky, the bright moon sprinkled the silver light on the earth completely selflessly, Su Xue stretched out her hand, her eyes flashed with joy and looked at the moonlight of the spread hand!

Su Xue hummed a song and danced her fingers gently, only to see that the bright moonlight illuminated her hands as beautiful as jade carvings.

Tomorrow must be a beautiful, beautiful day!

Su Xue thought happily, because, tomorrow, I will be able to see him, and I can also see his game with my own eyes, when I think of it, Su Xue is full of joy, no one knows how much she likes him.

Her feelings for him are like a fish's devotion to water, which is almost a kind of surname, and the root cause of this surname is known only to herself.

It was a secret, a secret that only she could share.

No matter how difficult it is, I will not give up, never.

"Snowfall, it's cold, hurry back to your room and go to sleep." Mother was urging in the room, Su Xue sighed, Dad and Mom have been separated for three years, she knows how deep her mother's feelings are for Daddy, otherwise, she will not be single in these three years.

For the family, Su Xue has an inexplicable feeling that exists, she does not feel her father's departure, on the contrary, she can still feel the familiar taste of her father's existence at home.

What she cherishes is the happy time of the original family reunion, and what she needs in her heart is this desire.

She firmly believes that she will become stronger and stronger, less and less likely to be defeated, just like him on the court, and will never be afraid of anyone's challenge.

"Feixue, did you hear it, hurry up and go back to the room, aren't you going to Nanjing tomorrow?" Mom urged in the room again.

Su Xue smiled, what a happy smile it was, she looked back at the bright moon in the sky with nostalgia, if she could walk and sing with him all the way in such a moonlight, how good it would be! Thinking of this, Su Xue's heart had already flown to Nanjing and flew to him.

Wait for me, with my cheers, you won't be afraid of any opponent!

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Lu Di went to bed early, and while he was sitting on the bed, he was still bored using the notebook on his feet to browse the Internet.

Those who are accustomed to the surname came to the forum of Qinhuai Online, clicked to enter the basketball hotline, and Lu Di began to check the basketball-related events that happened in Nanjing today.

"Huh!" Lu Di suddenly let out a sigh of surprise because he saw a big headline.

Before the game, the two aces vowed to win.

Then followed by a line of small print: National Nike Cup High School Basketball League South Region Final Four Beiyang No. 12 Middle School vs Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School Pre-game news.

"Ha, when, Yan Yufeng, this kid, is so angry?" Lu Dile clicked in.

Today's pre-game press conference, the core aces of both sides are super angry, on the field, each does not give in, in the core of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School Yan Yufeng said wildly, his goal is the national championship, Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School, known as the South District Three Tigers Che Jin couldn't help but be angry, immediately issued a challenge, to tomorrow's game, with it for a one-on-one duel.

And Yan Yufeng was even more arrogant, saying that no one could stop his score, and then walked away.

The two are both small forwards, and their scoring ability is first-class strong, and in their respective teams, they belong to the core level, and it is foreseeable that tomorrow's game will be a high-level game in which Mars hits the earth.

Why do you want to talk about high-level competitions, because the strength of the two has already exceeded the level of high school students, Che Jin's ability has been confirmed as early as last year, and the big dark horse, the reason why Beiyang No. 12 Middle School has been able to get to this point, is inseparable from the birth of Yan Yufeng, a super small forward.

Regarding his super scoring ability, in Beiyang, people gave him a title: Little Kobe.

From this name, you can see that in Beiyang, people recognize his love and ability.

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Seeing this, Lu Di didn't look at it anymore, touched his chin and muttered: When did Yan Yufeng become so impulsive? This is not like he used to be! Before the game, this is the first time that he has appeared in such a situation, and he is not at all as calm as before.

What's going on?

Is his mood still emotional? Lu Di immediately thought of it, and couldn't help but secretly shout bad, as a person who came over, he knew how much damage this thing caused.

After looking at the table below, it was almost 22 o'clock, and I couldn't help sighing, if I look for him now, I may not be able to get in at all.

Thinking of this, Lu Di was even more worried, he and Che Jin fought many times, and each time it was very difficult to win, and he relied on the strength of the collective to limit his play.

This guy, when he goes crazy, he can't stop himself, if it weren't for his helper, it's too vegetable, last year's Nanjing No. 9 Middle School played Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School, I really don't know who wins and who wins.

But Lu Di knows very well that a year later, the group of Cantonese people who seemed immature a year ago should have improved now, after all, last year was lost in experience and body.

But what about a year later?

Lu Di is still clear about the sweeping of the Guangdong Division, and he really doesn't know what level the strength of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School has improved to this level in the past year.

That group of people reminded me of this team.

A Cantonese legion that is as stoic in will!

Tomorrow's game, it seems, is really a bit hanging!

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Cao Hui was wandering around his super luxurious office, and he didn't even know what his current mood was.

Excited, anxious, and even a faint hint of worry.

After spending a lot of manpower and material resources, I finally managed to do something that seemed completely impossible.

In cooperation with the Central 5 Set, Nanjing TV Station, and its own sports environmental newspapers, the match between Beiyang No. 12 Middle School and Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School will be broadcast live nationwide tomorrow.

This is a big jump in history! Whether it is in terms of level or qualifications, this game cannot be done in any way, but due to the time period tomorrow afternoon, 5 sets of programs that are not broadcast live, plus the rapid growth of the influence of the national high school league in recent years, it is still barely enough to qualify.

I just saw this, spent a lot of money, and got the relationship through, which was done a week ago, and now what Cao Hui has to wait for is that this bucket of gold that has brought him a huge use of it will shine brightly again, for him, and for the entire high school sports in Jiangsu, to make a big turnaround.

Because, he believes, with Yan Yufeng and Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, a team that can only be described as a miracle, no matter who they are, they will be deeply attracted when they see their game, the previous game only caused a sensation in Jiangsu, which is not enough, what Cao Hui needs is a reaction from the whole country, and even a wider range of skies.

Just now on the phone with the central 5 sets of a responsible assurance, tomorrow's game, absolutely wonderful. When he said this, Cao Hui could feel his heart beating wildly.

But when he saw a huge Yan Yufeng dunk poster posted on the wall, his wildly beating heart suddenly calmed down.

There will be victory, with him, there will be absolutely no loss!

Cao Hui comforted himself.

In tomorrow's game, you must only win and not lose, otherwise, everything you have invested will be wasted! As soon as he thought of this, Cao Hui began to feel restless again.

Today's pre-game press conference, the two teams' fiery dialogue, Cao Hui received it early, this news, I don't know if he is happy or worried, playing basketball for so long, I also know a little bit about it, from the understanding of Yan Yufeng, this is obviously not in line with his habit of sudden attack and low profile before the war.

But since he had already boasted about Haikou, then Cao Hui, who had already deeply regarded Yan Yufeng as the god of victory, immediately believed it.

Tomorrow, tomorrow!

Cao Hui was muttering to himself, looking at the whole city that had fallen into the middle of the night, Cao Hui said prayerfully: Whether it is a dragon or a worm, it depends on tomorrow's game!

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"Da Ming, why don't you turn off the lights and go to sleep!" The mother was urging outside, and Sun Ming in the room was chatting with the phone, and when he heard the words, he showed an impatient look, and shouted: "I know, I know!" Then he said excitedly on the phone: "Hey, little pig, let's wait at our school tomorrow, our school has chartered a few cars to go to Nanjing to watch the game, wait, you all have to come!" Got it? 8 a.m., on time! ”

"Okay, that's it, my mom is urging me to sleep, well, okay, see you tomorrow! Remember, bring good guys, we have to cheer for the whole Beiyang to cheer for the 12th Middle School! Okay, I'm hanging! ”

Sun Ming, who was still excited, was still circling around the room, muttering to himself: "I haven't seen that kid for so long, I don't know if he's handsome, alas! I don't know if my head is enlightened, I am already a person who has seen the world! ”

"Tomorrow, I'll be able to see you kid, come on!" Sun Ming looked at the table below and felt that if this continued, his mother would definitely kill him and force himself to sleep.

In desperation, Sun Ming had no choice but to turn off the lights first, but lying on the bed, he knew very well that tonight was destined for insomnia, because now his mind was full of speculations brought to him by Yan Yufeng.

Tomorrow, nearly 300 people will set off from Beiyang early in the morning and go to Nanjing to cheer for his idol and team! These three hundred people, Sun Ming called them the Yufeng team!

This is a club that has only been formed in just half a year, they are all fanatical supporters of Yan Yufeng, they have collected, almost all the things left by Yan Yufeng's games, which makes Sun Ming feel surprised and even afraid, in addition to being afraid, he regrets it, if he can find this business opportunity earlier, then, he must be rich now, it is not easy to take Yan Yufeng's thing?

Sun Ming knew very well that tonight, this group of people would definitely be as excited as himself, unable to sleep, all they thought about was what kind of surprise Yan Yufeng brought to them.

Oh, yes!

I have known Yan Yufeng for three years, but I don't seem to see it clearly at all, his body always has a strong and dazzling brilliance, which makes people unconsciously attracted, followed, and worshipped.

So, what kind of expectations will he bring us for tomorrow's game?

Tune in to Chapter 94 - Burning No. 8 of the Absolute Realm

Speak wildly

Great Qin Bingbing

2005-3-29

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