Yan Yufeng leaned on the railing, this is the highest floor of the hotel, he originally wanted to go to the top balcony, but the door was locked, so he could only retreat, standing here, through the floor-to-ceiling windows, a bird's-eye view of Beijing. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I don't know why, at this time, he feels very lonely, not like before, after the game, he will feel tired, but very fulfilling. He didn't understand why this was the case, but it did exist, and Yan Yufeng, who couldn't be released, could only climb high and look far away, feeling melancholy.

The phone lit up, and a text message was sent, and Yan Yufeng saw that it was Sun Ming's.

The text message asked: Where are you?

Just when Yan Yufeng hesitated how to reply, the phone rang, and the rapid ringtone also showed Sun Ming's eagerness undoubtedly, and when he connected the phone, Sun Ming asked, "Where did you go?" The coach came and knocked on the door twice, and if you don't come back, it will become a big case of missing people! ”

"I'm on the top floor, what's the matter?" Yan Yufeng replied.

"Forget it, I'll talk about it later!" Sun Ming hung up the phone as he spoke.

Yan Yufeng was helpless, he really didn't even give a person a chance to be clean, after a while, Sun Ming came from the elevator, he looked around, and asked with a suspicious face: "What's the situation?" Here, ghosts won't come, what are you doing here? ”

"Can't you look at the city?" Yan Yufeng was not angry, because the space was empty, and every sentence seemed to have an echo.

Sun Ming walked to the side with a strange expression that I believed, looked outside, and was immediately attracted by the boundless view of Beijing. ”

"It seems to be!" Yan Yufeng roughly thought about the direction of the southeast and northwest, and replied.

"Wow, I'd love to go over and check it out right away!" Sun Ming was lying on the railing, his eyes shining.

Seeing that Sun Ming had forgotten the purpose of coming up, Yan Yufeng couldn't help but remind: "Is there anything urgent for the coach to find me?" ”

Sun Ming then remembered, he patted his head and said: "Isn't it because I won Xinjiang Seventy Middle School, I want to have a celebration in the evening to celebrate, and the coach is discussing with you, how to do it!" ”

Yan Yufeng was stunned, this morning's game, in the second half, he was still pressed on the bench by Coach Wang Xuechao to prevent the seventy from making a ruthless move, and the morale of the seventy seems to have not been up since Zhao Ke retired from injury, whether it is organization and offense, it has dropped a notch, and the night long wind galloped in the second half, scored fifteen points, reversed the score with Beiyang, and finally defeated seventy with a 9-point lead, and completed the appearance.

And Yan Yufeng, who watched the whole second half off the field, although the stands sounded several times with the shouts of No. 8, asking him to play, Wang Xuechao refused to play, and Yan Yufeng seemed to have lost interest and did not take the initiative to ask.

After the game, Yan Yufeng didn't go to shake hands with his opponent, so he went back to the locker room alone, and even after lunch, he went back to the room.

"What good ideas can I have?" Yan Yufeng felt bored and asked rhetorically.

Sensing Yan Yufeng's impatience, Sun Ming suddenly asked, "What's wrong with you, can't you tell me yet?" ”

Sun Ming's words silenced Yan Yufeng.

"It's not!"

"That's because you hurt that number 10, and you feel guilty?" Sun Ming thought of another possibility.

"No, he did it himself!" Yan Yufeng replied coldly.

Sun Ming was surprised, he asked, "No, when did you become so cruel?" ”

Yan Yufeng defended: "He provoked me again and again, I just responded to his challenge, what did I feel guilty about?" ”

Sun Ming was speechless, he saw that Yan Yufeng was still angry, so he changed the topic and asked, "Today's Christmas Eve, how are you going to spend it!" ”

"Christmas Eve?" Yan Yufeng was surprised.

"Well, it's Christmas tomorrow! Don't you know? ”

"I really don't know, these days, I've been thinking about the game, and you still remember!"

Sun Ming shouted: "What, who in the team doesn't know, as soon as today's game is over, they will discuss how to spend tonight and tomorrow." We have to wait three days for the 28th to start the national quarterfinals. How do you want to spend the past few days? Sun Ming suddenly laughed evilly, blinking his eyes.

Yan Yufeng said inexplicably: "What do you do?" Hasn't it been the same? ”

"Qin Yan and Su Xue are both in Beijing now, don't you have any idea at all?" Sun Ming pointed out directly.

Yan Yufeng was dumbfounded, he was thought of by Sun Ming, he had thought about it, but because of the shielding that the game was used to, he couldn't help but think about it when he remembered it at this time.

"Bed bug, I said this is also a happy trouble, Christmas is just one day, who are you going to spend it with?" Sun Ming shook his head and sighed, with a very worried expression.

"I'm not going to talk to you anyway!" Yan Yufeng snorted, feeling that it was boring to stay here now, so he raised his feet and walked to the elevator, and Sun Ming hurriedly followed.

"You always have to give an explanation, if this continues, all three of them will be affected!" Sun Ming sighed.

Yan Yufeng didn't answer, and Sun Ming said again: "You will ...... again soon!" ”

"Alright, don't say it!" Yan Yufeng suddenly erupted and directly interrupted Sun Ming's words.

If it were someone else, he would definitely panic, but Sun Ming continued in his own way: "You said yourself, you are going to the United States for a few years, why are you drying?" Either you make it clear and see which of the two of them can wait, or you pick one and you promise her to wait! How good is this, don't have no explanation, it's not clear, it's too irresponsible! ”

The elevator door opened, Yan Yufeng looked at Sun Ming who was not afraid of color, but he really didn't know what to do, from childhood to adulthood, Sun Ming was a hob meat, no matter what you think or do, he will definitely be pestered and force you to change your mind.

Yan Yufeng had no choice, he entered the elevator, leaned on the innermost, and did not press the floor, or Sun Ming closed the elevator, and then he continued to give his advice.

"I think, Su Xue will definitely wait, if not, she may go to New York to find you!" Sun Ming said to himself.

"What? She told you she was going to New York? Study? University? Yan Yufeng was shocked.

Sun Ming's answer disappointed Yan Yufeng, he said: "No, but she had a QQ chat and asked what to prepare for studying in the United States, I guess she should have had this idea." ”

"Oh!" Yan Yufeng saw that the elevator had reached the floor where he lived, and walked out.

Sun Ming continued behind him: "What is Qin Yan's situation now, have you seen her?" Hey, being a brother cares about you, you wood, you don't know how to pick up girls at all, you know that you rely on playing cool and waiting for others to post upside down, it's really expensive and cheap, and there is gold and copper! ”

Yan Yufeng's muscles were violent, he found that Sun Ming hadn't seen him for more than half a year, and his mouth skills had improved by leaps and bounds, and he was not at the same level at all.

After entering the door, Yan Yufeng immediately didn't take off his clothes, so he got into the quilt and covered the quilt, Sun Ming patted the futon and continued to torture him: "Hey, talk, don't you think I talk a lot?" ”

"Yes, yes, you are God!" Yan Yufeng is crazy.

"What, God yarn, hurry up, how to arrange it at night?"

"You are God, whatever you say, okay!" Yan Yufeng hid in the quilt and shouted.

Sun Ming jumped on the bed, rode on Yan Yufeng, shook it through the quilt, and shouted: "Then choose Su Xue, what a good person, the best choice for my wife!" ”

Yan Yufeng exerted a force, pushed Sun Ming out of bed directly, stood up, and shouted: "Lao Tzu doesn't choose!" ”

Sun Ming sat on the floor and said angrily: "If you don't choose, you won't choose, why are you pushing me away, Lao Tzu's ass is all broken!" ”

The two called each other Lao Tzu's confrontation, and finally stared at each other with big eyes, snorting and snorting.

The door suddenly rang, Yan Yufeng glared at Sun Ming, who glared back, Yan Yufeng said, "I'll teach you a good lesson later!" ”

"Come on, it's best now!" Sun Ming still had an unconvinced expression.

Yan Yufeng opened the door, head coach Wang Xuechao stood at the door, and when he saw Yan Yufeng there, he put his mind at ease, he said, "Gone out?" ”

"Well, bought something!" Yan Yufeng prevaricated and asked, "Coach, are you looking for anything from me?" ”

"Well, you come out!" Wang Xuechao made a move.

The two came to a remote corner, Wang Xuechao said: "I qualified, but now there is a problem, because the quarterfinals have to wait for three days, if I keep resting, I am worried that when the game comes, the team's state will be problematic!" ”

Yan Yufeng thought about it and felt that it was possible, he said: "Then let's keep a warm-up training with the ball?" ”

"I have that in mind, but what about the venue?" Wang Xuechao made a mistake.

Yan Yufeng felt that Wang Xuechao was right to come to him, and he said: "You can consider going to Beiti, I know the captain over there, I think I can help!" ”

"Okay, then I'll wait for your news, oh, by the way, today these boys are making a fuss about Christmas Eve, and they want to celebrate the qualification, what do you think?" Wang Xuechao put his mind at ease and brought up this matter.

"It's necessary to celebrate, but we don't know each other well in Beijing, so why don't we have a big meal at the restaurant under the hotel, coach, what do you think?"

"Well, that's good, then it's decided, I'll do it, you and Xiang Jie will inform the others! I don't know if it's too late? Wang Xuechao looked at his watch, looked at the sky outside the window, and was a little worried, he said that he would explain and left in a hurry.

When he returned to the room, Sun Ming didn't even look at him, and Yan Yufeng didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he went out to find Xiang Jie again.

When he came to Xiang Jie's door, after knocking on the door, it was the night breeze that opened the door, and when he saw that it was him, he quipped: "Director Yan, what are your instructions?" ”

Yan Yufeng was in a bad mood and didn't answer, entered the door, saw Xiang Jie reading, and said, "The coach said that the dinner party in the evening will be downstairs." ”

"Oh, that's a good feeling!" Xiang Jie's spirits perked up, and when he saw that Yan Yufeng was about to leave after speaking, he said, "Is there anything else?" ”

"Nope!"

"That's the meeting, our brothers haven't talked together for a long time, and now they're out of the line, and the task has been completed, so let's have a lot of time to discuss, and next, how to pass the time." Xiang Jie said.

After listening to Xiang Jie's words, Yan Yufeng felt the need to remind him, he pulled over the chair, sat down and said, "What task has been completed?" The quarterfinals are coming, and we have to seize the time to remedy the team's qualification problems during this period. The quarterfinals are only as difficult as they are, so where can we relax before we win the championship? ”

Seeing Yan Yufeng's serious expression, Xiang Jie also put away his smile, and the night breeze stopped smiling, the three of them sat in a triangle, faced each other and began to talk.

Ye Changfeng said: "Since Lao Yan said so, I will mention a few words." ”

Seeing that both of them looked at themselves, Ye Changfeng continued: "In these three games, because Lao Yan is here, the team looks very hard, in fact, except for the one against Shenyang No. 2 Middle School, there is a point, the other two games, the intensity is not high, I am talking about the whole team here." For Lao Yan, this intensity is very great for others, because you put the pressure of your opponent on yourself, but whether you are tired or not, only you know. ”

Yan Yufeng wanted to say something, Ye Changfeng waved his hand to stop it, and he continued: "From my point of view, in fact, Lao Yan is not good for the team like this, because you must leave, then in the future, the strength of the team will decline greatly, and I, too, am about to leave the team, the visible reconstruction of Beiyang is about to start again, I don't know if you have thought about it, but objectively speaking, it is the strength of Beiyang Twelfth Middle School, which may be in Lao Yan, after I leave, will be a city-level team." ”

After Ye Changfeng finished speaking, he looked at the two of them who were deep in thought, and concluded: "Before the big war, it was a bit bad to mention this, but since it was an internal discussion between the three of us, I think it is still possible to talk about it." ”

Xiang Jie nodded, he said: "What Lao Ye said, I also thought about it, but I didn't think about it so deeply, listening to Lao Ye say this today, I also think that it should be like this in the future." ”

Xiang Jie sighed, he has experienced the reconstruction of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, he is the most deeply experienced, now less than a year, Beiyang No. 12 Middle School will face a new reconstruction, and maybe this time, it will be more difficult and dangerous than the last time.

Yan Yufeng was also silent, he thought of Lu Di, thought of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School, and also thought of the team that had fought against them, although he had defeated them, but their team still maintained a strong competitiveness every year, not to mention anything else, just mention Nanyang Model Middle School, which is located in the Southern District, has always been a team that has been kingly, their echelon construction is too powerful, and the blood transfusion function is perfect and strong, so that they have always maintained a strong strength and faced the challenges of heroes from all walks of life in the Southern District.

"We debuted in Beiyang Twelve, Beiyang is known to the world because of us, but memory is memory, it will eventually fade, maybe some people will miss it, but it will eventually be a passing cloud. Therefore, if we let Beiyang No. 12 Middle School be remembered like other heroes, we really have to do more and think more! Yan Yufeng said slowly.

"So what should I do?" Xiang Jie asked eagerly.

Yan Yufeng glanced up at the two of them, but they shook their heads in disappointment, and he said: "In the short term, we don't have any good way, it takes time to accumulate, what we can do is to keep the glory and give a target example for latecomers to strive to catch up." The other thing is to leave a viable, complete, and long-term tactical system that can be suitable for the team, as we said a few days ago, to pass on the belief and fighting spirit. ”

"In other words, the weakening of Beiyang is inevitable next?" Xiang Jie asked heartbrokenly.

Yan Yufeng didn't answer, Ye Changfeng sighed, he patted Xiang Jie, who was distracted, and comforted: "There are always ebb and flow, we can't force too much." ”

"Changfeng is right, what we have to do is to win the championship and leave this supreme glory of high school in Beiyang, which is the only thing we can do well and do in Beiyang No. 12 Middle School." Yan Yufeng said in a deep voice.

"Alright then, in terms of tactics, Lao Yan, what do you need to help with!" Xiang Jie had no choice but to let go of Yu Jie and ask with his spirits.

Yan Yufeng groaned, and he said after a while: "I also agree with Ye Changfeng's prediction, so this set of tactics can't be too high-end, and you can only go as low as possible." ”

"I'll mention a few points." Night Wind interjected.

He paused, sorted out his thoughts, and said: "We must take into account that in the future of Beiyang, there may not be a player like Lao Yan, so our thinking should go as a whole and as a team, whether it is offensive or defensive." ”

"This time, the defense in the first half of the seventies gave me more ideas." Ye Changfeng explained: "Because the seventy has been aimed at Yan Yufeng, and I am on the court, so I can see it more clearly, their defense is triangular, and the corner tip is facing the defender, whether you break through or shoot, this defensive formation for individuals is very powerful, I can say that I can only solve it with shooting in the face of such a defense, not like Yan Yufeng, with speed and physical strength, to directly flatten this triangle like a hydraulic press!" ”

After sighing at Yan Yufeng's attack power, Ye Chang changed his mind and said: "But after all, there are too few people like Lao Yan, so this lineup is the only magic weapon to deal with enemies who are stronger than yourself." Our future Beiyang needs this defensive tactic. ”

Yan Yufeng nodded, he very much agreed with this statement, he said: "This tactic is called the overall rotation position supplement defense tactics, which is the highest level in defense, but we can start learning from the basics, we can set a direction, in the coming years, with this tactic as the main defensive system, let time accumulate, I believe that one day, we can use it to become famous in the world again!" ”

"Then it's decided, since Lao Yan said that this is the highest defense, then we will start learning from the basics, not one year, two years, in short, we will practice this defensive tactic at least to the first in the country!" Xiang Jie patted his thigh excitedly and said.

"Well, it's up to you to carry out the arrangement, and you're also the best choice!" Night Wind said.

"Well, don't worry, I'm coming, there is still a year before the college entrance examination, I don't come to this matter, who is still qualified!" Xiang Jie glowed with fighting spirit and patted his chest to reassure.

"Okay, then let's attack." Yan Yufeng said.

At this time, the three of them had ideas to say, and after each talking for a long time, Yan Yufeng had no choice but to raise his hand and shout: "Come one by one, or you will speak first!" ”

Ye Changfeng let go of the hand covering Xiang Jie's mouth, and ignored Xiang Jie's annoyed face, and said hehehe: "I think, Beiyang will cultivate three-point players in the future, and use three-point rain to solve the battle, Xiao Kuailing, fight artillery bombardment tactics, oh, by the way, you can extend small ball tactics, what do you say, Lao Yan!" ”

"I think it's still a team with twin towers and a strong inside line, at the high school level, it can be crushed!" Xiang Jie was not convinced.

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Yan Yufeng hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold the two of them, and scolded with a smile: "They are all such adults, and they are still messing around like children, you each sit on the same bed and kick each other with your feet, what is it!" ”

Xiang Jie was unconvinced: "Old Yan, you don't know how GAY this little white face is!" If you don't agree with a word, you stick it to your body and touch it with your hands and feet! ”

"Dead open, Xiang Jie, you don't spread rumors for me, do I have your GAY? After taking a bath, I didn't wear any underwear, and I shook a big bird and ran around the room, Ma Dan, I've put up with you for a long time! The night wind was furious.

"Damn, everyone is a man, what does it matter, the bathhouses in the north are like this, it's because your heart is too dark!" Xiang Jie shouted injustice.

Yan Yufeng's face was black, he felt that his ears were contaminated with indescribable radiation, and finally he couldn't help it, and yelled, "Can you stop saying it?" What a nonsense this is! ”

Seeing that Yan Yufeng was furious, Xiang Jie snorted at each other and stopped talking.

"In my opinion, these can be had, but they are not realistic, three-point shots, you can practice, but they may not be useful in the game, let alone cultivate several shooters, after all, there are still not many players with three-point talent like Lao Ye!" Yan Yufeng bluntly patted the fart of the night long wind, and then said: "Not to mention the inside line, there are few tall people in Jiangsu, like Liu Xiaoke, it is a fluke, we can't expect to have it in the future, so I think we have to take it together." ”

Seeing that the attention of the two of them attracted by themselves, Yan Yufeng said: "Offense can make a fuss about blocking and dismantling, blocking and dismantling is the most civilian offensive tactic, we can deepen it, such as the previous attack on the tip of the horns, it is very effective, and we can do high and low block and dismantle, and integrate this into the attack of the tip of the horns, we don't want to be greedy, we can use this as our main offensive tactic." You should know that this tactic fits into the outside shooting and inside down and elbow shooting, huh? ”

Yan Yufeng's words calmed the opinions of the two and nodded in agreement.

Seeing that the offense and defense were settled, Yan Yufeng felt that he really didn't want to stay in this room, especially what Ye Changfeng said, he was uncomfortable sitting on this chair, so he stood up, and he said: "The coach went to the banquet, Xiang Jie, you go and inform the others, I'll go back to the room first." ”

After speaking, he left without looking back, Xiang Jie closed the door, stared at Ye Changfeng with a dark face, and the latter closed his eyes and lay on his bed.

Before he returned to the room, the mobile phone rang suddenly, an unsaved phone number, Yan Yufeng was a little strange, his number was rarely known, so he picked up the phone while thinking: "Hey? ”

"Is it Yan Yufeng?" The voice of a middle-aged man over there.

"You are?" Yan Yufeng was puzzled.

"I'm Coach Qudong of the National Youth League, do you have an impression now?" On the other end of the phone, there was a hearty laugh.

"Oh, Coach Qu, hello, hello." Yan Yufeng knew that Qu Dong and Coach Shang were at the same time, so he immediately replied with honorific titles.

"Well, that's good, I'll stop gossiping, the first thing I call you is to congratulate your team on qualifying, and the second is to ask, do you have free time tomorrow?"

Yan Yufeng hesitated, but he still replied: "For the time being, it seems that there is nothing to do tomorrow." ”

"Oh, that's good, that's right, you're going to get off the training board tomorrow, how about it? Morning! ”

"Coach Qu, what the hell is going on?" Yan Yufeng was puzzled.

"Good news, I'll tell you when you come." Qu Dong was selling Guanzi, and then he said: "Remember before 9 o'clock in the morning, you must arrive, don't be late, remember to set an alarm clock!" ”

Putting down the phone inexplicably, Yan Yufeng still didn't understand, his original plan was completely disrupted by this call, and his heart was suddenly irritable.

After walking a few steps, the more I thought about it, the more wrong it became, and when I was thinking about how to be good, I thought about it, picked up the screen and saw that it was actually a call from Coach Shang Lin.

Connected to the phone, before Yan Yufeng could speak, Shang Lin spoke: "Is it Yufeng?"

"Well, it's me, Coach, what's the matter?"

"There's something that's good news and bad news for you, and it's happened!" Shang Lin's tone was eager, but he also showed a hint of hesitation.

"Coach, you say!" Yan Yufeng said calmly.

"Earlier, Corva called me, and he meant to find you." Shang Lin said, he was silent, as if he was brewing something, and finally he said: "He wants you to return to China as soon as Christmas ......!" ”

"What?" Yan Yufeng was shocked, he almost didn't even answer the phone, this news, for him, he was shocked.

'There is a problem with the team, the main players in the team are in trouble, and it is expected to be for a long time, it will always be there. Shang Lin said.

"Who is it?" Yan Yufeng asked anxiously.

"The specific situation, Corva didn't go into details, he was asking me for contact information, I can only remind you in advance, his phone should be called soon."

"But I, how can I leave now?" Yan Yufeng was a little at a loss for the first time.

"The repechage is over?" Shang Lin asked.

"Well, in the third game this morning, we won, qualified, and started playing the quarterfinals on the 28th!" Yan Yufeng replied.

"Don't worry." Shang Lin heard the disciple's panic from the phone, and he said calmly: "It's still the winter vacation period, and the league usually starts in early January, maybe it's still too late, but now I want to ask you, between the two, there must be a trade-off." ”

"I'm ......!" Yan Yufeng opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer.

"It can be expected that if you come back, you will definitely be able to take the opportunity to take the main position, otherwise Corva will not be so urgent, the situation must be very dangerous. But what are the rules for the quarterfinals of the national competition? Shang Lin asked.

"The winners of the six national and interprovincial championships, plus two teams in the repechage, eight teams, draw lots, and one will be a life or death!" Yan Yufeng replied.

"If you make it to the finals, what day will it be?" Shang Lin asked this most critical question.

Yan Yufeng recalled, his heart sank, he said: "The 28th starts, the winner will play another game in two days, and then rest for 3 days, and finally the finals, if Beiyang goes to the end, it should be January 4 next year." ”

"January 4th? The 1st is the New Year, there will be no competition, I'll see. "There was a murmur on the phone rummaging through the cabinets. After a while, Shang Lin picked up the phone again and said, "Maybe it's not urgent, but for the specific situation, I still want Kova to talk to you." ”

"If you really have to make a trade-off, what do you think?" Shang Lin still asked this question.

Yan Yufeng was silent, and on the other side of the phone, he didn't speak and waited.

"This championship carries the dreams of too many people, I can't go!" Yan Yufeng replied unusually firmly.

"Okay, even if you really miss the opportunity here, it doesn't matter, it's a big deal I'll help you change schools, you don't have ideological pressure!" Shang Lin gave Yan Yufeng a guarantee in an extremely confident tone.

Putting down the phone, Yan Yufeng was stunned in his heart, but before he had time to calm down, the phone rang again, and at a glance, unknown number, Yan Yufeng suddenly realized whose phone it was, he walked out a little farther, and came to the window of the corridor.

Answering the phone, Corva's familiar English voice immediately came from the other side: "Hey, is it Yan?" ”

"It's me, Coach."

"Did Shang already call you?" Corva asked, his voice, accompanied by tiredness, even after crossing the ocean to China, Yan Yufeng still felt it.

"Yes, Coach, what's going on?"

"Tennison, Bach, and Theodore violated state regulations yesterday by entering an adult bar, and then the bar had a confrontation with people, and someone was seriously injured, and now all three are arrested in the police station and cannot be released on bail!" Corva said the news that even though Yan Yufeng was mentally prepared, he was still shocked.

"How so?" Even if Yan Yufeng doesn't have a good impression of the continental team, he also knows that this time, he has almost wiped out the main lineup of Corus High School. In this regard, Yan Yufeng is a little difficult to accept, it should be said to be exact, it is unbelievable, it feels too fake.

But Colva's words made him realize that this had indeed happened.

"The incident happened during the winter break, and the school is not responsible, but this is definitely going to be known by the state basketball organizing committee soon, and the next trigger, which can be predicted, will be devastating, both for them personally and for the team." Corva let out a long sigh.

"The league process has been under control, but our schedule is loose and tight, and the strong teams are in January, so I officially convey to you the decision of the team's head coach Herzberg, Yan, you have been retransferred back to the first team, considering the time is pressing, you have been away from the team for too long, and you need time to run in the team, please return to the team before the 28th of this month!"

Yan Yufeng's heart sank, and the most worrying thing still happened.

Feeling that there was no sound on the other side of the phone, Corva repeated it again, and this time, he finally realized that something was wrong, so he asked, "Yan, is there any difficulty?" ”

"Coach......!" Yan Yufeng's heart was like a mess, although he had made a firm choice, but when the words came to his mouth, he didn't know how to speak.

Coach Colva, in his mind, has always been a kind old man, gentle and steady, but today from the phone, he felt how great the impact of this incident had on him.

Yan Yufeng knew that the continental teams were all recruited by him, which meant that he was the first person responsible for this incident, but he had no choice.

"Yan, are you in China?" Corva was a little hard to ask.

"Yes, coach, I'm from a team in a small city, last year, because of my injury, we lost the opportunity to win the Chinese high school championship, this year, I don't want to lose again, the finals are on January 4th, if I can, I will go back to New York on the 6th." Yan Yufeng's heart was crossed, he knew that there were some things that had to be trade-offs.

This time, it was the turn of the other side to be silent, and after a while, Corva's voice came from the topic: "Then keep a good attitude, don't be affected by this call-up call, I'll be waiting for you in New York on the sixth!" ”

"Thank you, coach, thank you!" Yan Yufeng was moved, and he felt that he had let go of the huge pressure.

Hanging up the phone, Yan Yufeng shook his head, trying to calm himself down, but at this time, the phone rang again, Yan Yufeng looked over with a dark face, and now, he was really afraid of this mobile phone.

Seeing that it was, it was Coach Shang's, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and Yan Yufeng was connected.

"Yufeng, it's me, Coach Corva, who called you, right? It's been busy! ”

"Well, just hung up."

"How's the talk?" Shang Lin asked with concern.

"He promised my return on the 6th."

"January 6th?" Shang Lin asked.

"Hmm!"

After getting Yan Yufeng's confirmation, Shang Lin sighed, and he said, "Well, since the matter has been resolved, don't think about it anymore and prepare for the quarterfinals." ”

"Hmm!" Yan Yufeng was a little confused, why did Coach Shang ask, and hung up the phone.

Just when he was confused, far away in the red building on the second floor of the Crusz High School in New York, Herzberg's office, two old men were looking at each other wordlessly.

"He refused?" Herzberg asked.

"Yan is not refusing, he has a reason why he can't leave!" Colva argued.

Herzberg snorted with a dark face, he wanted to take one out of the humidor to relieve the violent emotions in his heart now, but he couldn't open the box for a long time, and in a fit of rage, the old man picked up the cigar box and smashed it against the wall.

The delicate humidor shattered into several chunks, and the cigars from Cuba were scattered all over the place, and Herzberg gasped and shouted angrily, "What the hell! God, you punished me like that, right? ”

He roared angrily into the sky, and finally sat back down on the couch in a dejected manner.

"No. 30, No. 2, No. 5 three games, if you lose them all, there is no hope for the spring game, damn it, I'm going to dismantle this Tennison!" Herzberg was depressed.

"If we win, we still have a show, old man, do you think it's possible?" Herzberg looked at Colva pleadingly.

And Colva's silence is already the best answer.

"3 games, one is harder than the other, originally according to my expectations, it is to win one, fight for one, and give up one." Herzberg gradually calmed down.

"This damn schedule, how can you put the strongest 3 teams in a row for me? What are these sons of bitches made of? Herzberg remembered and became angry.

Corva helplessly watched his partner nervous seizure, he remembers, at the beginning of the league, he happily said that first loose and then tight, can be conducive to the run-in of the team, at that time I can't wait to hug the organizing committee, kiss a few times to express gratitude.

It was indeed unforeseen, but it had already happened, and there was no way to do it, Colva said, "Since God has arranged it this way, then let's take over." ”

"Accept what?" Herzberg said angrily.

"Let's start all over again, the three of them will definitely be banned by the organizing committee, and even expelled from the school board, this year's lineup, there is no hope, even if it enters the spring game, it will not be able to face a higher level, we can only re-recruit players and fight again next autumn!" Corva said in a calm tone.

Since Yan Yufeng's resolute refusal, Corva has been able to take the last chance of luck, and now he has come to his senses.

Herzberg asked unwillingly: "Didn't you think that Yan was superior and definitely had the hope of leading the team to go further in the spring game?" ”

Corva shook his head and sighed: "That also depends on the previous lineup, not to mention his run-in with other main players, especially Tennison." ”

"Haha, isn't it just right now? There is no need to worry about this problem, it is a good time for him to show his skills and lead the team alone, hehe! At the end of Herzberg's words, he felt bored, smirked twice, habitually went to look for cigars, and felt empty before remembering what he had just done.

Corva stood up, went to the wall, picked up the scattered cigars and broken boxes, and placed them on the table, he said, "I will also go to the police station to see if I can bail them out, and also to find out the condition of the injured." ”

"There you go." Herzberg also felt emaciated.

When he was left alone in the room, Herzberg suddenly stood up, went to his desk, and found a stack of CDs from the bottom drawer, then rummaged through them and pulled out one.

Placing the disc in the disc player, Herzberg turned on the television and looked at the video, which he had seen many times.

In the video, the Asian teenager with a strange pattern mask shows off his basketball talent on the court, and Herzberg can see it and replay it over and over again.

After a long time, he whispered to himself, "Could it be that I really only count on you?" Is this providential? Merciless God, give me a revelation! ”