Maybe it's because of this, or maybe Yan Yufeng thinks too much, in short, on the night before the war, no one came to visit the door, after lunch, Yan Yufeng and Sun Ming have been nesting in the room, Sun Ming first reviewed his homework, and then turned on the TV set to chase the TV series there, Yan Yufeng has been immersed in studying tactics there, but because there is no good information, only the manual notepad left by Shang Lin did not give him much clue. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This atmosphere in the room lasted until the hour hand pointed to ten o'clock, and Sun Ming suddenly opened his mouth and asked Yan Yufeng: "What did the old man say this afternoon, when he finally pulled you aside alone?" ”

Yan Yufeng, who lowered his head and racked his brains, heard this: "You also gossip about this? ”

Sun Ming put down the remote control, jumped onto Yan Yufeng's bed, and said with a sly smile: "Hey, bed bug, you can't be taken by the chairman of the Basketball Association, the day of soaring is just around the corner!" ”

Yan Yufeng knew that it would be difficult to come up with any tricks today, so he put down the tactical board, threw it aside, and said, "What are you thinking?" He's just an honorary chairman, or is he a deputy, and even if he is, so what? ”

Sun Ming didn't think so, he said more energetically: "The game you played with Beiti was obviously seen by people, he is so enthusiastic, is it still for us?" ”

Yan Yufeng couldn't answer well, his mind flashed the conversation he always had with him, and after half a ring, he said: "He just asked me some questions about basketball, and didn't express anything else, and I never thought about it, what?" Do you think the same way? ”

Sun Ming had a really boring expression of chatting with you, jumped back to his bed, lifted the sheet cover, leaned on the head of the bed and muttered, "What do you think?" ”

Yan Yufeng paused, and suddenly said with a straight face: "It's ten o'clock, hurry up and go to bed, there will be a game tomorrow morning, don't get up too late!" ”

Sun Ming retracted into the quilt and snorted: "This is okay, you!" ”

For Sun Ming's ridicule, Yan Yufeng sighed, what happened recently, one after another, each of which made him a little breathless, and he suddenly felt that he had not lived so innocently in the United States.

At that time, he always felt that when he came back, he would be able to relive the atmosphere of the former team like home, but until this time, his heart still felt untouched.

Turning off the bed lamp, the room fell into darkness, Yan Yufeng covered the sheets and slowly closed his eyes.

In the same building, in a room not far away, Liu Yuanzheng, the head coach of Wuhan No. 1 Middle School, was talking with team leader Wang Jianguo with a condensed face.

Liu Zheng looked at the door, just now the captain Liao Yuan suddenly came to the door to report that made him nervous, in order not to delay the game tomorrow morning, Liu Zheng asked Liao Yuan to go back to the room to rest first, and he discussed it with Wang Jianguo, the leader of the same room.

He was sure that Liao Yuan had closed the door and left, so he said to Wang Jianguo: "Where did this person come from?" ”

Wang Jianguo also looked suspicious, he looked through the list, thought about it again, and said: "According to the previous intelligence analysis, this person is indeed a fresh face, and he has never appeared in the previous games of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School!" ”

Liu Zheng took out the cigarette case, gave Wang Jianguo a root, took a deep breath, he took the list of participants in Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, put his finger on the list, slid down from the top, and finally stopped on a person's name.

"Yan Yufeng, is this the person?" He asked.

Wang Jianguo took a cigarette in his mouth, picked up his own information, looked at it, and replied: "It should be him!" ”

Liu Zheng pondered for a while and said, "Do you think this is Beiyang's secret weapon, or is it purely an accident?" ”

Wang Jianguo is a veteran basketball coach, with a very good background, he from Wuhan Sports Institute, he has made great contributions to Wuhan No. 1 Middle School dominating Hubei, and as Liu Zheng, who is also a retired CBA player, the two are harmonious because they belong to the same system.

Unexpectedly, the first game, which I thought was just an appetizer, inexplicably appeared with an unprecedentedly strong opponent, which made the two of them nervous.

Seeing that Wang Jianguo was still pondering, Liu Zheng said again: "I made a call to a friend in Nanjing, maybe I have some eyebrows." With that, he took out his phone, searched through the phone book, and dialed out.

Half ringing, the phone was connected, Liu Zheng laughed and said, "Lao He, what are you doing?" ”

"Why, I can't call you if it's okay? My old teammates! Ha ha! ”

"How's it going? Live a nourishing life in Jiangsu Nangang, ha, don't be modest, how can we be like these bitter dolls who are rooted in the grassroots, and we live in horror every day! ”

"Okay, okay, you said so, I'll get straight to the point, I'll ask you about someone, called Yan Yufeng, the color of Yan, um."

When Liu Zheng said this, he suddenly closed his mouth and listened, Wang Jianguo on the side didn't dare to make any moves, he sat next to him and looked at Liu Zheng, after a while, he saw that Liu Zheng's expression was getting more and more ugly, and he suddenly felt an ominous premonition.

"Well, since you've said that, I won't ask any more questions, but I still want to say thank you." Liu Zheng snorted and hung up the phone.

Liu Zheng, who put down the phone, saw Wang Jianguo looking at him with a solemn face, trying to squeeze out a wry smile, and said: "It's worse than we imagined." ”

"How?" Wang Jianguo is also a person who has seen big storms, although his heart sank after hearing the first sentence, he still asked calmly.

Liu Zheng took a hard puff of cigarette, then twisted the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and after spitting out the cigarette, he said slowly: "This person is a household name in Jiangsu, and almost everyone who is engaged in basketball in Jiangsu knows this person." ”

"Lao He obviously knows my intentions, it stands to reason that my friendship with him must be no problem in the end, but as soon as he understands my intentions, his tone immediately changed, I guess that Nangang has probably regarded this Yan Yufeng as his own disciple for a long time, otherwise it would not be like this." Liu Zheng sighed, depressed, he couldn't help but take out another cigarette, lit it, and after two sips, he said: "I thought at first, I couldn't have imagined that this person was originally a foreign aid from the professional team, but later Lao He's words made me feel that it was not." ”

"What did he say?"

"He said that this young man is amazing, and it is not an exaggeration to produce one in fifty years!" Liu Zheng restated this sentence, Lao He's temperament he knows, he has always been high-eyed and sharp-mouthed, and the person who can make him like this is as shocking as the captain Liao Yuan reported before.

"What does this have to do with origin?" Wang Jianguo frowned, and then he suddenly figured out something, his whole body was shocked, and he shouted: "If it is cultivated by his own family, he can't say this!" ”

Liu Zheng nodded in agreement: "I think the same way, other people's children are good children!" This Yan Yufeng is definitely not from Nangang, at least not yet! ”

The two fell silent almost at the same time, and after half a sound, Liu Zheng spoke: "It's all come to this point, it's hard to think about anything now, you can only take one step at a time." ”

Wang Jianguo saw the unwillingness on Liu Zheng's face, but he didn't have anything to do, so he had to comfort: "It's not necessarily strong, it's a big deal, we will send someone to watch him, and the outcome may not be certain." ”

Liu Zheng had no choice but to hope for this, and the two hurriedly got busy, for the coach, the night before the battle, he never had a good night's sleep.

The night was silent, everything was peaceful, and when the scarlet morning sun jumped out of the horizon, the gray sky was shaken, and everywhere was full of golden rays of light.

And Yan Yufeng woke up earlier than the others, he first woke up Sun Ming, who was still asleep, and after opening the curtains, he went to wash first, and as the light became brighter and brighter, the whole room was bathed in sunlight.

The whole building seems to wake up, this is the first day of the game, for them from 32 teams from the country, today is a very important day, everything is difficult at the beginning, everyone hopes that they can usher in a good start.

Outside the hall on the first floor, there are buses parked to pick up the team to go to the competition venue, and the players are carrying luggage and backpacks, following the team, jumping on the bus and embarking on the journey.

As the buses of various colors converged into a colorful long queue and drove out one by one, some of the event staff standing at the door of the hall knew that after today, there were destined to be some buses that would not come back.

The cruelty of competition is always in the smallest place, and it is bloody.

Liang Tian parked the car, and after getting out of the car, he hung his beloved camera around his neck and hung up his press card.

As an old reporter of the Beijing Sports Daily, it is impossible for him to come here to report, the newspaper has a strict division of various sports events, according to this division level, the upcoming Nike National High School Competition, can only rank last, let alone the so-called repechage. But Liang Tian still came, because he had a personal matter in the afternoon, and if he didn't borrow an event, he might be difficult to find free time.

Liang Tianbao walked in with a casual attitude, but as soon as he came to the press office, he swept his eyes and was suddenly shocked, people who have been mixed with Beijing Sports News for more than 20 years, their eyesight is really cultivated, and he actually found that at least several big newspapers have come, and a few of them are still guys who have often met with him and drunk.

Seeing Liang Tian's appearance, no one was surprised, Liang Tian's heart was excited, and he was keenly aware that he might have unintentionally inserted willows and willows into the shade today, and encountered a big scene.

Liang Tian quietly found a place and sat down, he knew that his newspaper had missed any major information sources, but at the moment he was still in time, he sent a text message to the vice president with his mobile phone, and after briefly sending his guesses, Liang Tian stood up and went to the technical desk to ask for a point on the playing list of both sides of the game.

At this moment, there are not too many people in the arena, and as far as the eye can see, there are only 100 people. Less than half an hour before the game, on the court, the players on both sides had begun to warm up, Liang Tian muttered in his heart, on the way back, he caught a glimpse of the broadcast team of Beijing TV, swaggering, and his heart was shocked.

What's the situation? Liang Tian can be sure that there will be a broadcast of an event like this, but why is it this one, and looking at the lineup of the broadcast team, this is clearly a big deal.

As soon as Liang Tian, who was full of suspicion, sat back in his position, the phone rang, and when the phone was connected, the vice president asked straight to the point: What is the situation?

Liang Tian told everything he saw, and the vice president was silent for a while, and said: I will arrange for someone to come over.

Putting down the phone, Liang Tian suddenly saw a person sitting in the middle of the row behind the technical desk, he felt very familiar, and when he looked at it, he was startled again, he could be 100% sure that that person was definitely Wang Yi, deputy director of the Information Committee of the Basketball Association.

The press committee, the backbone of the basketball association, is like a father for their group of basketball reporters. The deputy director, who is already the top figure, actually stooped here today, the more Liang Tian thought about this game, the more mysterious he felt.

Not only did Liang Tian secretly suspect that after seeing Wang Yi, people from all walks of life also had their own thoughts, and the person concerned, Wang Yi, closed his eyes and went to bed, his face was expressionless on the surface, but his heart was extremely depressed.

Last night, he received a call from his old teacher, the old leader Cheng Lao, and there was not a word of nonsense on the phone, asking him to put down everything tomorrow morning and go to watch a high school competition in Beijing Sports University.

Wang Yi cautiously asked why, but Cheng Lao said that after watching the game, he would come to tell him if he saw something. In this way, Wang Yi came here early in the morning with grievances, and while pretending to greet the hot people on the road, he asked the secretary to collect the information of this game, he wanted to see what it was that made Cheng Lao value it so much.

The world on and off the stage is different, Yan Yufeng is also warming up, he is also supervising the warm-up of each teammate, more often, he is feeding everyone, he doesn't know and won't pay attention to off-field disturbances.

He just felt that in the other half, there were many pairs of eyes that seemed to be watching him, maybe the appearance in the gym yesterday evening was too amazing, Yan Yufeng was not surprised by this.

With the appearance of the referee trio, it means that the first game of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School is about to start, Yan Yufeng beckoned everyone to drink water and rest, while preparing the work arrangement for the first quarter of the game with head coach Wang Xuechao.

Wang Xuechao pulled Yan Yufeng aside and asked quietly, "I've heard about yesterday's incident." This thing ....... ”

"Coach, let's talk about this after the game." Yan Yufeng frowned.

Wang Xuechao also felt that it was really inappropriate to start the game, so he changed the topic and said: "What do you mean by today's starter?" ”

Yan Yufeng hesitated and said, "Let's follow the original start." ”

Wang Xuechao said with a relieved smile: "Hmm." ”

Sitting back on the sidelines, Yan Yufeng took the towel handed by Sun Ming next to him, watched Wang Xuechao begin to fulfill his responsibilities as a coach, and began to arrange the starting lineup.

Seeing that Xiang Jie was named by Wang Xuechao, and then Xiang Jie quickly turned his head to look at himself, Yan Yufeng sighed in his heart, and heard Sun Ming say in his ear: "Maybe this is also an incentive for Xiang Jie, don't think about it." ”

Yan Yufeng didn't speak, he sat there and began to check his equipment, he couldn't predict whether he would have a chance to play, but he knew very well that if it was really time for him to play, it would definitely be a critical time, so prepare everything and wait for the unknown to come.

Ye Changfeng was looking at Xiang Jie, the latter blinked his eyes, saying that he didn't know what was going on, and when the referee blew the whistle, Ye Changfeng patted Xiang Jie and said softly: "Come on." ”

Xiang Jie lowered his head and walked to the field, he knew what Ye Changfeng's cheering sentence contained, if he didn't play a qualified performance in this game, it might really be his last start.

Looking at the opposite side slowly moving forward and walking towards the Wuhan No. 1 Middle School starter in the middle circle, Xiang Jie's eyes showed murderous anger, this battle, for his own body, can be regarded as a backwater.

When the referee threw the basketball into the sky, the stands, for the first time, there was a noisy cheer, from the game that has begun, the spectators who still want to enter are entering one after another, if only from the number of spectators, this is a game that meets this level of attention, but from the characters sitting in the stands, this is an unusually substandard ball game.

The scrum was grabbed by Wuhan No. 1 Middle School, Liao Yuan took the ball and began to advance with the ball, he couldn't help but take another look, Yan Yufeng, who was sitting in the corner in the distance, was a little distracted by the suspicion in his heart.

A loud shout from his friend Zhao Rui made Liao Yuan sober up, and when he saw Zhao Rui, who was a quarterback, asking him for the ball, he shook his hand and passed the ball over, shook his head, and Liao Yuan put his mind back on the court.

Wuhan No. 1 Middle School has a more positional style of play, they have three inside players over two meters, and many times, the defender just protects the ball over half the court, and then finds an opportunity to hand the ball to the inside line, even if the task is completed.

This is the regular style of play of Wuhan No. 1 Middle School, and it is also their most commonly used established tactic in the first quarter.

If it was Beiyang last year, it would have been played very hard by Wuhan No. 1 Middle School, but since it has Liu Xiaoke from the Northeast, such an inside play, Beiyang is not afraid, compared to the previous weakness, Beiyang now lacks the point from the inside and outside line.

The transformation of strength and weakness happens quietly in a year.

In this regard, Yan Yufeng saw very clearly, Ye Changfeng could not replace him, he went farther and farther on the outside line, more often, like a shooter, not a core.

Shangzhi has made progress in all aspects, but it is very unstable, and his progress is still much lower than his expectations.

For the team as a whole, Shangzhi still acts as a role player, not a core.

As for the others, Yan Yufeng didn't see it either, in his opinion, the current Beiyang No. 12 Middle School is a team without a core, and every point is very strong, but at this level in the country, it is only weak and not strong.

This is the crisis in Beiyang, Yan Yufeng knows it very well in his heart, but he can't change it unless he fights.

The only possibility now is to strengthen through tactics, but his first step has been frustrated and he has compromised.

Just when Yan Yufeng was full of thoughts, on the field, Beiyang and Wuhan were fighting fiercely, Beiyang, who had Liu Xiaoke, did not let Wuhan take advantage, and Beiyang's incoherence in attack also did not score many points, in the eyes of a group of professionals outside the field, this is indeed a high-level amateur game, very lackluster.

This situation was maintained until the end of the first quarter, when the referee's whistle woke up some people in the stands.

Liang Tian was also one of them, he rubbed his face, glanced at the score of the LED, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

8:12, this is a normal game at the high school level, fouls, mistakes are endless, and the interruption rate of the game is surprisingly high.

What the hell is this for? Liang Tian became more and more confused.

At the Beiyang rest seat, Wang Xuechao was arranging the tactics of the second quarter, falling behind by 4 points, which made his nerves tense up all of a sudden, this is a life-and-death game, and there is no room for mistakes.

Yan Yufeng stood aside and listened, now what Wang Xuechao arranged was discussed by the two before, from a tactical point of view, there is no problem, now it depends on the execution ability.

Xiang Jie was gasping for breath, in the first quarter, he consumed too much physical strength, Wang Xuechao suddenly said: "Lu Huashang, change Ajie." Hearing this, Xiang Jie had no expression.

The second quarter started quickly, Yan Yufeng was sitting there, Xiang Jie suddenly stood up, and sat down in another position with Sun Ming.

Both were silent, looking at the pitch.

Ye Changfeng continued to stay on the court, he was the most important scoring point in Beiyang, and he couldn't get off the field easily, and Lu Hua relied on his stout body and Mo Feng to stir up the inside line of Wuhan No. 1 Middle School.

Not only that, Beiyang's choice of shots is more resolute and concise, and through the pull of Mo Feng and Lu Hua, Ye Changfeng's shooting space has been well released, and two consecutive three-point hits directly stopped Wuhan No. 1 Middle School.

Hearing the whistle of the pause, Xiang Jie suddenly said: "I am really not suitable to play as a starter." ”

Yan Yufeng was stunned, and he looked sideways at Xiang Jie, wanting to determine if he had heard it wrong.

Xiang Jie turned his head and smiled at Yan Yufeng, but his smile, mixed with flowing sweat, made him look particularly inexplicably sad at this moment.

Yan Yufeng wordlessly stretched out his hand and patted Xiang Jie, he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

Ye Changfeng was very excited, he felt that he had found his touch, hummed a minor tune and walked to the bench, came to Yan Yufeng Xiang Jie's side, and found that both of them had rigid faces, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Old Xiang, it's only the first session, and you're tired?" Night Long Wind quipped.

Xiang Jie returned to his usual appearance, and scolded with a smile: "Go to the side of death, score 2 threes, and you will start to be proud!" ”

Ye Changfeng wanted to say something, Wang Xuechao, who arranged tactics over there, shouted, and Ye Changfeng hurriedly ran over.

For the time being, Wuhan No. 1 Middle School obviously strengthened its defense against the night wind, and the two teams began to fall into anxiety again, and the score rose alternately, and this situation lasted until the end of halftime.

As the two teams returned to the locker room, the whole stadium seemed very empty, and the spectators in the stands also seized the time to solve personal problems, Liang Tian was also one of them, and when he came to the bathroom, he met an acquaintance, Beijing TV, and grabbed him, Liang Tian smiled: "You are such a big director, why did you come over?" ”

The name Yu He, who was pulled by Liang Tian, is also a middle-level leader of Beijing TV Station, and when he heard this, he also showed helplessness and said: "The task of the station is not to disobey the order!" ”

Liang Tian's heart moved, and he smiled: "I think this task is very easy!" ”

Yu He smiled bitterly: "What's easy, the protagonist doesn't play, I don't know how to end it now." ”

Liang Tian's ears were pricked up, and he pretended to echo: "Oh, who said it wasn't." "But my heart is running at high speed, and I didn't play? That's one of the two players? Is that the real reason why so many people are concerned?

Yu He thought that Liang Tian was the same as himself, and he was complaining: "Put the satellite, what do you say about domestic supernovas, but I didn't play this minute, you say, how can we make it up?" ”

Liang Tian was about to speak, and Zhang Jun, an old acquaintance of the Sports Express, also came out from behind and said: "I don't believe it, but the information received by the society is like this, this time, I am here to distinguish the authenticity." ”

"Actually, I think it's right not to play, according to the level of the two teams in the first half, if it's really so powerful, then this one will be like a tiger going down the mountain and a wolf entering the flock, it's not interesting." Another acquaintance also came over, said Ma Rong, a reporter from the ball.

The four of them stood at the tuyere, each expressing their opinions, Liang Tianjian said for a long time, but before he could say his name, he was so anxious that he coughed and said: "If you don't play the whole game, how should everyone end?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the three of them darkened, Yu He snorted, and said, "If you don't come out and pull it down, I think it's not us who will lose the most, it's himself." ”

Liang Tian immediately understood what Yu He meant, the deputy director of the dignified press committee is here, if he doesn't cherish this opportunity, it will naturally be a loss for this player's self.

"Oh, I'm afraid this No. 8 is not sensible!" Ma Rong sighed.

Here you go! Liang Tian heard the answer he wanted, chatted a few more words, and walked away first.

Liang Tian, who returned to the position, took out the list of the two teams and began to compare, he first looked at Wuhan No. 1 Middle School, and found that there was a No. 8, but he had already played, and immediately threw it aside, turned out Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, looking at this name, Liang Tian's eyes lit up.

"Yan Yufeng?" He said softly.

took out the phone, he called Shen Yue, the chief information officer who specializes in induction, and after a while, Shen Yue's phone called back, informing him that the information had been sent by email, please check.

took the notebook that was later brought over by someone from Taili, Liang Tian logged in to his mailbox, and what caught his eye was Yan Yufeng's information since his debut.

"Last year, he led the team to the top four in the country, and went to the United States with an injury, and the current situation is unknown. The style of play is very American, and the physical fitness is very strong. Liang Tian looked at the information at a glance, and some important places had been marked red by Shen Yue. In the end, Shen Yue also added a video attachment, and noted that the information is scarce, and the only point of high definition is this video.

clicked on the video, Liang Tian immediately saw a teenager with a round hairstyle who passed the defender in front of him with the ball, and then directly took small steps and kicked the inside line, followed by a one-handed split, which directly knocked the inside defender to the ground.

The video is very short, and the shooting distance is quite far, and there is no zooming, even so, the effect released by this dunk also made Liang Tian's eyelids jump.

Especially after this round-inch teenager dunked the basket, he also made a T-pole rowing bodybuilding action under the basket, which became more and more arrogant.

Liang Tian played it repeatedly, and the more he watched it, the more he felt that this young man was really powerful, and thought that if he hadn't been injured, he would have known about his existence a long time ago.

Looking at the court, it just so happened that under the stands on his side, it was the exit of the locker room of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School.

Liang Tian suddenly saw a young man wearing No. 8 player walking out from the exit below him.

Even from a bird's-eye angle, even if the distance was four or five meters, Liang Tian still felt the full explosion of the muscles of this No. 8 player.

It's you!

Liang Tian screamed in his heart.

Yan Yufeng was talking to Wang Xuechao in a low voice, in the first half, although Beiyang did not show defeat, but the strength of the two teams is quite undoubted, such a game is the most difficult to choose.

If Beiyang is completely suppressed, then he has to play immediately, if there is no winner or loser, how should this be good? Do you have to wait until the last few minutes before playing? Let's not talk about whether the warm-up is enough, a life and death sentence, how can it be such a child's play?

Because of this, Wang Xuechao has hinted that he wants to play, but Yan Yufeng has another consideration.

The more this time, the more you can train the team, if you get through, it will be a great confidence boost for the whole team, if you play yourself, then you can't expect any one of the team to face everything alone.

What to do?

Yan Yufeng's face was solemn and anxious.