Campus Basketball (Part 3)

Chapter Eighty-Three: Becoming Famous All Over the World

"Lu Di!" Hu Weidong opened the door and saw the people at the door, and couldn't help but scream in surprise.

"Hehe, Uncle Hu!" Lu Di raised his usual smile and replied.

"Why are you here, come, come in first!" Hu Weidong opened the door completely and waved his hand to let Lu Di in.

Lu Di looked around and said, "Uncle Hu, your room is quite simple." ”

"Why are you so luxurious? Why, you little ghost, you think I'm rich! Hu Weidong couldn't help laughing when he heard this, took out a bottle of Coke from the refrigerator, and handed it to Lu Di, who was still messing around.

"Hehe, Uncle Hu, you are now the head coach of Jiangsu Nangang! Whatever you say, there should be some pomp! Lu Di took the Coke, sat on the sofa, and smiled unrestrainedly.

Hu Weidong laughed, for some reason, he always felt very happy when he saw this kid, and his body was always filled with a taste that he liked.

The taste of youth.

"Why do you have time to come to me?" Hu Weidong asked.

Lu Di glanced at the trophies on the red bookcase, especially the MVP trophies, which attracted his attention, licked his mouth, and replied casually: "I'm watching TV!" ”

"Watching TV?" Hu Weidong smiled dumbly.

"Well, it's okay to walk around here today, play ball with the big brothers on the front line, chat for a while and remember that there is a game today, I thought about it, or run to you to see, who let you live in the base!" Lu Di explained, with a wicked smile on his face.

"What game?" Hu Weidong had long been accustomed to Lu Di's not being big or small, and asked when he heard the words.

"The competition between Beiyang No. 12 Middle School and Hunan Changsha Mingde Middle School!" Lu Di replied.

"Oh! Is it today's game? Hu Weidong couldn't help but be interested.

"Yes, that's right, it's today! I just remembered that there should be a live broadcast, and I already knew that there was not much in the base, but there were many TV channels! Ha ha! Lu Di burst out laughing.

"Huh!" Hu Weidong shook his head and smiled, walked to the TV, and said, "Let me see if there is a broadcast!" ”

One by one, when I transferred to Hunan Sports Satellite TV, I was broadcasting an advertisement for brain platinum: "There will be no gifts for the holidays this year, only brain platinum ''''''''''' gifts will be given"

"Isn't it! Not broadcasting? Lu Di shouted.

Suddenly, the screen turned, and a line of large characters was drawn out of the screen, and then a voiceover appeared: "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to continue to watch the second half of the game between Changsha Mingde Middle School in the Hunan Division of the National CHBL High School Men's Basketball League in the Hunan Division and Beiyang No. 12 Middle School in the Jiangsu Division broadcast live for you. ”

"There it is!" Lu Dixi shouted.

"It's the second half!" Hu Weidong frowned, and sat next to Lu Di in disappointment, staring at the TV.

"Mr. Zhang, can you make a brief evaluation of the performance of the two teams in the first half?" The commentator, who was seated on the left, asked a person on the right who appeared to be a guest of distinction.

"This person is a coach who has debuted in the seventies of Hunan, and he is a veteran of Hunan's basketball industry, his name is Zhang Qing, and his nickname is Sanmengzi!" Hu Weidong pointed to the guest and introduced.

"Uncle Hu, do you know?" Lu Di asked.

"I've dealt with him, and I almost became his disciple!" Hu Weidong smiled.

"Oh!" Lu Di was surprised.

At this time, Zhang Qing had already begun to analyze the situation in the first half in detail, and added his own opinions, Hu Weidong waved his hand and signaled Lu Di not to ask again.

Neither of them was talking, quietly watching TV.

"Based on the performance of both teams in the first half and the tactics they played, it was clear that these were two teams that were very similar in terms of technique and tactics, and you can see that from the technical data sheet!" Zhang Qing said.

"Huh!" Lu Di was surprised, he knew very well what type of team Beiyang was, and for the fact that he had been competing in the national competition for three years, he was also very clear about what kind of team Changsha Mingde was.

Changsha Mingde is a team that attaches great importance to the combination of inside and outside, emphasizing the inside and outside, focusing on the attack of the outside line, and Beiyang No. 12 Middle School is obviously a team that relies on individual combat, and the advantage is in the small cooperation with a few people, and under the overall mobilization, it is somewhat weak, these two teams, how can they be the same type.

Just when Lu Di was surprised, the technical data sheet had already appeared on the screen, and at a glance, Lu Di let out a surprise again, this, how is this possible?

11 of 21 three-pointers, 7 of 13 two-pointers, and 4 of 5 free throws, this is completely a data table for teams attacking from the outside!

Lu Di was stunned, glanced at Hu Weidong, and found that he was also pondering.

Could it be that Beiyang No. 12 Middle School has transformed into a different style of team in just one month?

This huge question mark came to the minds of both of them at the same time.

"Do you see it, Beiyang 12 three-point shots 21 shots, this is only the first half, in the first quarter, only 5 shots hit 1 time, the shooting rate is only 25%, and in the second quarter there were 16 times, but miraculously hit 11 times, the shooting rate reached 68%, which is really a very high three-point shooting rate! Among them, No. 15 alone shot 12 times, but scored 6, and I can only say now that his hands are as hot as boiling water, which is too hot! Zhang Qing shook his head in admiration, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Isn't it! It's too fake! Lu Di shouted.

"50% hit!" Hu Weidong said slowly.

"Yes, the performance of the 15th in the second quarter can only be performed with perfection, 21 points, he has already set a record for the highest score in a single quarter! It's a miracle! The host also exclaimed.

"Changsha Mingde is completely blinded now, I didn't expect that they, who have always been known for their strong firepower on the outside line, would encounter a team that is even more powerful than their firepower, which is really surprising!" Zhang Qing continued.

Immediately afterwards, the TV began to broadcast the wonderful footage of the first half, for a large part, it was the scoring performance of No. 15 alone, Lu Di's expression became more and more surprised, until he saw Ye Changfeng at the bottom line, under the one-on-one defense of No. 23, after opening his hand for three points, he couldn't help but scream in surprise.

"That's accurate!" This is Hu Weidong's admiration.

"Uncle Hu, I can catch up with you!" At this time, Lu Di remembered the person sitting next to him, but he was once recognized as the king of the three points in China!

"Catch up with me? Hehe, the afterlife is terrifying! Hu Weidong smiled calmly, leaning on the sofa, but his eyes kept on No. 15.

"A month ago, I already paid attention to this No. 15, but I didn't expect that in just one month, he has improved again, and it is rocket-like speed!" Hu Weidong continued.

"A month ago, at the home of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School, I didn't take him seriously, but I didn't expect it to become so terrible now!" Lu Di looked at the TV and muttered in disbelief.

"Where's the number eight?" Hu Weidong suddenly remembered and said loudly.

"yes, what about him?" Lu Di looked for Yan Yufeng's technical statistics, but he didn't find them for a long time, "Could it be that he didn't play!" Lu Di's expression became strange.

"What happened to Beiyang Twelfth Middle School?" Hu Weidong couldn't help frowning when he was sure that Yan Yufeng was not playing at all.

In my experience, when a team changes dramatically, there is no doubt that it is the head coach who plays a key role in this!

"I heard that Beiyang No. 12 Middle School has a new head coach?" Hu Weidong looked sideways at Lu Di and asked.

"Yes! I've also heard about it, and it seems that this coach is not simple! Lu Di also thought of the idea, nodded and replied.

Hu Weidong received the correct answer, and his face was full of surprise, who is this head coach, who has brought a team that is still immature in terms of technology and tactics to a new level in just one month.

To a large extent, Hu Weidong has always believed that Beiyang No. 12 Middle School has been able to get to this point, completely relying on the credit of No. 8 alone, in his heart, he also subconsciously made a judgment that Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, which lost No. 8, will fall into a situation of complete defeat, but now?

Changsha Mingde Middle School, I know a little bit, this is not a Yu Nan team, such a team, actually lost the No. 8 team, only in the first half, it was beaten to the ground, defeated again and again, and fell behind by as many as 16 points.

Although such a score is based on the strong play of No. 15, it is undeniable that this is inseparable from the tactical cooperation of the whole team.

Hu Weidong clearly saw from the TV that every shot on the 15th almost relied on the help of his teammates to block and dismantle, or under the blocking and dismantling for others, he attracted firepower and scored easily.

This is completely different from the Beiyang No. 12 Middle School I saw when I sat on the home field of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School a month ago.

It can be said that this is a completely formed team, who built such a team?

Hu Weidong suddenly, an impulse surged in his heart, who is this head coach!

The voiceover sounded again, and Zhang Qing's voice sounded again: "Based on the performance of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School in the first half, it can be seen that this is inseparable from their mysterious head coach, before the game, he appeared at the press conference with a mysterious aura, it can be seen that he has always been confident, besides, from my point of view, Beiyang No. 12 Middle School has not completely used its full strength, the legendary Jiangsu MVP has been sitting leisurely on the field, none of us know, what kind of strength is this No. 8, is it more terrible than No. 15?" Speaking of this, Zhang Qing's old and old face showed an excited look, and said: "This team from afar is a mystery in itself, perhaps, it will be a myth!" ”

"Mythology?" The moderator asked.

"Hehe, everything, maybe it will be revealed in the second half, okay, the time for the second half is almost up!" Zhang Qing held his mouth very old-fashioned and asked in an experienced manner.

The host also stopped and asked, "Well, the game is about to start, the audience sitting on the TV, it's '''''''''''''''''' that is broadcasting live for you now." ”

"Mythology?" Lu Di muttered.

"Hey, hey!" Hu Weidong thought silently in his heart and smiled.

"Uncle Hu, you must know!" After Lu Di was puzzled, he saw Hu Weidong's smile and immediately said.

Hu Weidong glanced at Lu Di, then pointed to the TV and said, "The game is about to start, let's watch it seriously!" ”

A strange look flashed in Lu Di's eyes, and he pursed his lips, focusing on the game that was about to start.

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"Remember, in the third quarter, everyone tried to relax and play, but not to tell you to slack off the game, but to put down your mentality, and make adjustments to the personnel, Xiang Jie, Li Feng, Dazhu, Cao Tao, Zhai Yong, and Zhi!" After Shang Lin finished the last sentence, everyone was immediately startled.

"Coach, I'm on?" Ouyang Shangzhi's face was panicked.

"That's right, you go up, for ten minutes, you won't be out!" Shang Lin's smile looked very confident.

At this moment, even Yan Yufeng was taken aback.

Ouyang Shangzhi was even more scared at this time, ten minutes, let himself stay on it for ten minutes, did my ears hear it wrong?

"Go up, try to relax and play, just like you do in training, don't be afraid, everyone will have the first time!" Shang Lin saw Ouyang Shangzhi's stage fright, and slowed down his tone and encouraged softly.

"Got it, Coach!" Ouyang Shangzhi finally understood that he was really going to play this time, and replied dejectedly.

"Gao Yuan, you are all acting as the commander on the field, do you understand what I mean?" Shang Lin stared at Gao Yuan and said.

Gao Yuan glanced at Ouyang Shangzhi, who was standing next to him, and nodded his head, "Coach, I understand what you mean." ”

"Alright, let's play!" Shang Lin waved his hand and added, "No matter what the score of this quarter is, I don't blame you!" ”

Ye Changfeng glanced at Ouyang Shangzhi when he heard this, and realized what the coach had just said.

Suddenly, he suddenly understood what the coach said in the second quarter, it turned out that leading by so many points was wasted by this kid.

Exercise a person, it turns out that this is needed! Ye Changfeng shook his head, slapped Ouyang Shangzhi on the head with one hand, who looked very short, and shouted: "Mentally retarded, now you are the core of the whole team!" ”

Ouyang Shangzhi was startled, blinked his big black and white eyes, and said timidly: "What if I can't play well and drag the whole team back?" ”

Night Changfeng laughed, pointed down the plateau, and said, "And us!" After a pause, he patted Ouyang Shangzhi again, bent down and whispered in his ear: "Don't forget, our No. 8 has not appeared yet!" ”

Ouyang Shangzhi's body was shocked, and he looked back at Yan Yufeng, who was looking at him with a smile, and his expression suddenly calmed down, yes! Our number 8 is not here yet!

"Toot!" The referee raised his hand to signal both teams to play.

Ye Changfeng pulled Ouyang Shangzhi's jersey and said, "Our No. 23 should be on the field!" Ha ha! As he spoke, he half-pulled and half-lifted Ouyang Shangzhi into the field.

When Su Zhicheng saw an obviously childish player walking on the field, his eyes couldn't help but bulge.

What does that mean? Could it be that this is another secret weapon?

In his mind, this player wearing the No. 23 jersey never appeared at all, and it was obvious that this was another secret weapon of Beiyang Twelve.

Su Zhicheng took a few more looks, and immediately understood the position of No. 23.

"Organizational defenders? It's really strange that a child so short can be up to this position? Su Zhicheng said to himself.

In front of the TV, Lu Di and Hu Weidong glanced at each other, full of doubts.

Who is this number 23? Newly recruited? How is it so small? Organizational defenders? No way?

A series of questions surfaced in the minds of the two like bubbles.

"Who is he?" Hu Weidong finally couldn't help it, and asked first.

"I don't know!" Lu Di smiled wryly.

This month, what happened in Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, which has changed so much?

"Let's watch the game first, wait a minute, we will know what this No. 23 is capable of" Hu Weidong said helplessly.

With a whistle from the referee, the third quarter began.

Standing on the bottom line, Gao Yuan handed the ball to Ouyang Shangzhi, who was standing in front of him, and encouraged: "It's up to you." ”

Ouyang Shangzhi nodded, touched the ball, it was no different from what he felt, patted it, it felt very good, Ouyang Shangzhi put his mind at ease, dribbled and ran forward.

Just past halftime, Zhang Li pounced.

Ouyang Shangzhi was startled, and when he saw Zhang Li's fierce and vicious face, his heart that had just calmed down jumped violently again.

Zhang Li quickly posted it, and the No. 23, who was a head shorter than himself, did not protect the ball, but faced him directly.

The ball shook in front of him, Zhang Li subconsciously took it over, and the "clapping" hand suddenly touched the real thing, Zhang Lilen looked at the ball that had been rolled on the ground, and suddenly realized that the ball had left the control range of the No. 23 in front of him.

"Wow!" Zhang Li cheered in surprise, flashed No. 23, took a forward step, immediately grasped the ball in his arms here, took a step forward, and wanted to rush forward after dribbling the ball.

Gao Yuan was standing on the right side, and was eyeing the night Changfeng who was standing on the left, preparing to make a double block tactic, when he suddenly heard a burst of exclamations from the audience, and immediately turned his head, but saw the opponent's No. 7 dribbling the ball and rushing forward, and Ouyang Shangzhi, a person standing there stupidly.

"I'm dizzy!" Xiang Jie, who had just come off the field to gasp, couldn't help but cover his head and shout when he saw this situation.

The other teammates sitting on the bench, all of them looked depressed, watching No. 7 enter the empty basket and make a layup easily.

"Isn't it!" Lu Di in front of the TV went from surprised to strange, and finally to laughing.

At the beginning, just after halftime, the ball was stolen, which is ridiculous, even though it is a high school non-professional game, but such a scene should not be here!

Gao Yuan and Ye Changfeng looked at each other and cried and laughed, Gao Yuan looked at Ouyang Shangzhi who was still standing motionless, walked over, patted him, and only when his surprisingly big eyes looked at him vividly, did he say: "Hey, my organizational defender, you should go to the bottom line to serve now!" ”

Ouyang Shangzhi was still in the clouds and fog at this time, wasn't it that two people couldn't steal my ball before, and they couldn't prevent it? Why is the ball gone?

What's going on?

Ouyang Shangzhi was confused.

'Are you listening to me?' Gao Yuan saw that the referee was already standing at the bottom line, holding the ball and looking at it coldly, he couldn't help but add strength to his hands and shouted.

Ouyang Shangzhi shook his head and said in a panic: "I heard it, I'll send it now, I'll send it!" ”

Accompanying him to the bottom line, Gao Yuan looked up at the basket, and then glanced at the bench seat of Changsha Mingde Middle School next to him, and couldn't help but sigh again.

How could the coach let Ouyang Shangzhi play, he will at least have to hone for a long time.

Ouyang Shangzhi sent the ball to Gao Yuan, Gao Yuan slapped the ball, thought about it, and gave the ball back to Ouyang Shangzhi, then glared at him, and said, "Use some thought, protect the ball!" Take half the game and we'll pick you up! ”

Ouyang Shangzhi hugged the ball nervously, not knowing the so-called nod yes.

Carefully guarding the half, Zhang Li pounced again, and seeing him coming, Ouyang Shangzhi subconsciously turned around, arched his ass and turned his back to him.

Zhang Li was surprised and pasted it.

Because there is already a gap between the two of them, Zhang Li is tall and has long arms, even if Ouyang Shangzhi has his back to him, his hand still repeatedly threatens the ball of Ouyang Shangzhi's hand.

"Give it to me!" Gao Yuan ran out and shouted loudly.

"Oh!" Ouyang Shangzhi responded in surprise, raised his hand and sent the ball out.

"It's over!" On the other side, the night long wind looked up and said secretly.

Sure enough, Zhang Li, who had been waiting for a long time, turned sideways and intercepted the ball from Ouyang Shangzhi's hand, this time, he was prepared, as soon as the ball was broken, he immediately shook off Ouyang Shangzhi, reached forward, and once again controlled the ball in his hand.

"Give it to me!" Xiao Yunfei came out from the other side, and shouted to Zhang Li as he was about to leave the plateau.

Zhang Li raised his hand and passed the ball straight forward.

Xiao Yunfei began to accelerate forward, and Gao Yuan struggled to chase after him, he did not look back, confident that he could catch the ball that was flying forward diagonally.

The two were running, and the two teams of bench balls also stood up and looked at the two nervously.

A hand reached out, held the ball horizontally in his hand, and then followed the momentum, and slid down more quickly.

Yan Yufeng sighed, understanding that this ball had to be scored again, the speed of No. 23 was not bad, not to mention that he started one step ahead of Gao Yuan, and Gao Yuan could chase after him, which was already very good.

Gao Yuan, who chased a few steps, finally gave up, because if it continued like this, maybe the referee would have to count himself as a foul, which would be a real loss.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yunfei, who was unforgiving, had already felt that the enemy chasing behind him had given up, let out a long roar, took three big steps, got up and jumped, and then grabbed the ball high with his right hand, a diagonal split, and smashed the ball into the basket with fierce momentum.

"Yay!" The audience immediately burst into loud cheers after the exclamation.

"Beautiful! Changsha Mingde has begun a counteroffensive! The host in the live broadcast room shouted in oblivion.

"We're going to fight back!" A spectator shouted.

"It was really beautiful just now, the five heavenly kings of the Southern District, it's really amazing!" One of them shouted excitedly.

"Who said it wasn't, that fast break just now was so sudden, I thought it was just a layup, who knew it was a flying dunk, so excited!" Another shouted too.

Gao Yuan stood on the bottom line, took the ball handed to him by the referee, and looked at Ouyang Shangzhi, who ran back with interest, with a depressed face.

"See, you woke up all the crows in the audience!" Gao Yuan pointed to the stands, which were originally lifeless, and said slowly.

"Oh, I see!" Ouyang Shangzhi dared to raise his head and lower his head.

"I'm almost angry with you, how can you be so good off the field, as soon as you get on the field, you become like this, you can't pass the ball!" Gao Yuan couldn't help it, and said again.

"Captain, don't say it!" Ye Changfeng also ran back, looked at Ouyang Shangzhi, who was drooping his head and completely depressed, and said: "Shangzhi, he is still adapting to the game, the coach asked him to play is to let him adapt to the environment as soon as possible, don't be angry, we are still leading 12 points!" ”

Gao Yuan looked at Ye Changfeng's peaceful expression, and the anger in his heart suddenly disappeared, the coach's ability is naturally clear, since he wants to send Zhizhi to the field, the intention is obvious.

Gao Yuan, you are such a bastard! Have you forgotten what your coach said when he came on the pitch?

Gao Yuan slapped his head heavily, and the chaotic mind just now suddenly became clear, and he looked at Ye Changfeng and said, "Okay, let's take Shangzhi to the track together!" ”

Ouyang Shangzhi was standing next to him, seeing the captain and Brother Changfeng, listening to the conversation between the two, he kept scolding himself for being useless, how could he be like this, I was really sorry for every boss.

Just when he was still blaming himself, Ye Changfeng suddenly shouted: "Oops, it's almost half time!" ”

Gao Yuan and Ouyang Shangzhi suddenly woke up, Ouyang Shangzhi thought of the halftime that was about to pass, picked up the ball and dribbled it.

"Brush, brush!" A gust of wind came to the Changsha Mingde half, Zhang Li was a little flustered, why was the speed so fast?

Gao Yuan and Ye Changfeng caught up at this time, and the latter clapped his hands and shouted, "Give it to me!" ”

Ouyang Shangzhi glanced at Ye Changfeng, shook his hand, and passed the ball out.

Ye Changfeng caught the ball and glanced at Ouyang Shangzhi, his expression was much better than at the beginning.

"Whew!" The competition has officially begun! Night Changfeng glanced at No. 23 in front of him, and his eyes became sharp.

With Ye Changfeng behind Li Feng's side block, a pretended shot, attracted the defense of the two, and passed the ball to the plateau on the other side, and the latter made a steady shot, once again pulling the score to 14 points, the people on the bench of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School can finally put down their hearts.

"I'm scared to death by that kid!" Dazhu wiped his head as if he was wiping sweat.

"How did the coach put him on the pitch? I really can't figure it out! Zhai Yong glanced at the coach standing there before speaking, and then whispered.

"Coach he must have a purpose, don't complain!" Long Guang whispered.

Yan Yufeng glanced at everyone, glared, and immediately no one spoke again, after a while, Yan Yufeng said: "Now is the most difficult time for Shangzhi, go over, we can see a new Shangzhi, rest assured!" ”

Zhai Yong pondered for a while, sighed at the same time, and Long Guang whispered: "But now it's a game, you can't play with fire*!" ”

"It's okay, Captain, Changfeng is still there!" Yan Yufeng smiled slightly and comforted.

"That's all there is to it now!" Several people looked very worried, and everyone knew that it was too risky to let a boy who had not yet reached the age of 16 play.

Wang Xuechao glanced at Shang Lin again, his expression had always been calm, his mouth moved, and he finally leaned over and whispered: "Xiao Shang, do you want to replace Xiao Zhi?" ”

Shang Lin glanced sideways at Wang Xuechao, smiled, and said, "It's okay, I'm measured!" ”

"But now the situation is not good, Xiao Zhi has not done his duty as an organization defender at all, but to a large extent, it has involved the plateau, Changfeng and several people, and the game has passed four minutes, and our lead is not much!" Wang Xuechao was not reconciled and continued.

Shang Lin watched the changes on the field with his eyes, and replied casually: "It doesn't matter, the outcome is already clear, the cooperation between Shangzhi and everyone has improved little by little during this period of time, maybe it won't take ten minutes for him to start adapting to the game!" ”

Wang Xuechao finally affirmed that Shang Lin's determination could not be changed, sighed secretly, and looked up at the score, 62-54! There is only an 8-point advantage left.

Why exactly did he do this? Can't you just take the game down easily? Does it have to be that complicated? Wang Xuechao thought incomprehensibly.

At the same time, such thoughts are also in front of Su Zhicheng and Hu Weidong, Lu Di, and Zhang Qing in the live broadcast room, and many people are doubting what the appearance of the 23rd represents.

This mysterious coach of Beiyang, what kind of calculation does he have in his heart.

Su Zhicheng is now not sure whether the person standing not far from him has a nervous problem, the third quarter, in the eyes of the coach, is placed in a very important position, this section, the advantage of the front, and the bottom is related to the total attack of the last quarter, in short, the third quarter is a section to maintain balance, or seek balance.

From 16 points behind at the beginning to only 8 points now, this is clearly an unbalanced performance, and the arrival of the number 23 is the key to this imbalance.

Why did you send this obviously rookie No. 23 here? Give me a great advantage? Is this a conspiracy? Su Zhicheng was thinking hard, but in the face of such a good opportunity, he had decisively arranged new attack tactics, and the focus was on the 23rd.

Sure enough, in the past few minutes, the score came up point by minute, and looking at the score that was about to be equal, Su Zhicheng's gray face regained a smile.

It turns out that the goddess of victory has not left me yet!

Lu Di in front of the TV looked angry, "Is this coach funny!" Sending a child on the field is too underestimated, and I think this coach must be immature! Victory is pampered! ”

Hu Weidong's face was still calm, but he was thinking in his heart.

"Uncle Hu, is this what is called a myth?" It seems that Lu Di's anger has been very high, and it is clear that he has now changed into a Jiangsu fan to look at this game.

"Don't worry, the game isn't over yet!" Hu Weidong said slowly.

"But if you continue to fight like this, sooner or later you will be finished!" Lu Di shouted dissatisfiedly.

"Lu Di, it seems that you still have to exercise, have you watched it for so long and haven't found anything different about this No. 23?" Hu Weidong said suddenly.

"What's the difference? I think it's a rookie! Lu Di replied.

Hu Weidong smiled, shook his head, and pointed to Ouyang Shangzhi, who was carrying the ball in the camera, and said: "Look, his hand feels very good, look at him shooting the ball, the ball falls from his hand to the ground, and then returns to his hand, the time is very fast, almost can't see clearly, which proves that his hand is very strong, but the ball stayed in his hand for a long time, but he didn't turn his wrist, as if it was stuck to his hand!" ”

Lu Di looked at it carefully when he heard this, and immediately said: "What is this, every organizational guard can do it!" ”

"This is different, then when you watch him accelerate and change direction, he still maintains this frequency, this is not simple, this kind of feel is not something that ordinary organizational defenders can achieve!" Hu Weidong continued to explain.

"It's nothing! It just means that he feels good! Lu Di argued.

"That's good! Look at the speed at which he runs, is it fast! Hu Weidong pointed to the TV and said.

At this time, Ouyang Shangzhi was dribbling the ball forward and attacking quickly, Zhang Li tried to intercept him in the position, or he could delay his fast attack speed, but Ouyang Shangzhi turned around dexterously and forcibly jumped past him one step, although the action was a little big, it seemed to be walking, but the referee did not blow, obviously, this is a very beautiful pass.

Ouyang Shangzhi just stumbled, and immediately balanced his body, the ball was still rolling in his hand, kicking the ground, his speed actually increased by one point, and he rushed forward quickly.

Lu Di looked at it seriously, and his expression finally changed at this moment.

"This kind of speed, and still being able to dribble at this frequency, is not easy for such a small player!" Hu Weidong said slowly.

"It's a pity it didn't pass it on!" When Lu Di saw that Ouyang Shangzhi suddenly passed the ball behind his head, but it was a little too big, and the plateau that was further up behind him was caught off guard, and there was a mistake suddenly, he immediately said.

After a while, but did not get Hu Weidong's answer, Lu Di turned his head strangely, but saw Hu Weidong sitting there with a surprised face, and couldn't help but be surprised.

"What's wrong?"

Hu Weidong took a deep breath and spit out a sentence: "It's not simple!" ”

"Oh!" Lu Di was also a little surprised, the pass just now was a little unresponsive, and even a little dazzling.

'I wouldn't be surprised if he passed to the number 15 who was parallel to him, or the number nine who was right next to him, but I was surprised that he gave the number 5 who followed him and never appeared in his field of vision, and it was a very good pass. Hu Weidong said, then pondered, shook his head again, and said in disbelief: "Unless this is a fast attack tactic that has been practiced for a long time, oh!" Wrong! No. 5 didn't catch the ball, and judging by his performance, such a mistake is impossible, and the only explanation is '''''''''. Hu Weidong's eyes became surprised, and he looked at Lu Di, who was looking at him intently, but did not speak.

"Unless he already senses that there is someone behind him, and it is his own!" Lu Di said word by word.

"Whew!" Hu Weidong breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, "I finally understand why this coach wants No. 23 to play!" ”

Lu Di didn't speak, because he also vaguely grasped something.

"Don't wait for a fake to say, this 23rd will definitely be famous all over the world!" Hu Weidong was excited.

Lu Di was stunned, no matter how he guessed, he would never have thought that Uncle Hu would make such an astonishing prediction.

"Let's take a look, I can guarantee that this No. 23 will get better and better, after this game, after the next game, after a few more games, the hidden energy of this No. 23 will explode very terrifyingly!" As a person who has been immersed in silver basketball for almost 30 years, Hu Weidong deeply understands what the long-term value of No. 23 is.

"He's a fast learner!" Lu Di watched No. 23 make a beautiful turn, once again shook off No. 7, who was delusional and stuck to him, and passed the ball out, recalling his poor performance at the beginning, he couldn't help but admire.

"I'm really envious, why does Beiyang Twelfth Middle School have to dig up such a treasure?" Hu Weidong figured everything out and sighed happily, his expression now was completely gratified.

Lu Di was silent, suddenly smiled, and said: "Such a team will bring greater motivation to our Ninth Middle School!" ”

Hu Weidong looked at Lu Di, his eyes did not tremble because of this increasingly powerful opponent, but faced it with incomparable fighting spirit.

"Well done!" Hu Weidong thought secretly in his heart.

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"Rush up, hurry, show your speed, be fast! The whole team is on! Shang Lin stood on the sidelines, commanding the team loudly, and under his shouting, Beiyang No. 12 Middle School significantly accelerated its attack speed and began to quickly advance into the position of Changsha Mingde Middle School.

"Yes, keep it fast!" Shang Lin continued to shout, and his abnormal performance immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"Coach, what's wrong with him?" Zhai Yong touched the big pillar and asked in a low and fast voice.

"I don't know, isn't it a bit too much!" Dazhu has also seen a lot of coaches shouting from the sidelines, but that is only seen in the NBA game broadcast on TV.

"I'm from the United States!" Long Guang looked at the coach who began to command the battle passionately, and let out a sigh of emotion.

Yan Yufeng was also a little excited, watching the coach standing there, shouting and waving his hands again, while his teammates were in the arrangement shouted by the coach, and began to implement it quickly.

Is this the art of conducting?

Yan Yufeng thought in surprise.

Shang Lin suddenly closed his mouth, crossed his waist, and looked at the field with keen eyes, the players were doing a good job, as a qualified coach, he knew when it was time to shut up, sometimes, the players still had to rely on their own play.

Glancing at Ouyang Shangzhi, Shang Lin couldn't help but smile, he learned faster than he imagined, the third quarter of the game arrived, the score did not exceed, but slowly, once again distanced himself from Changsha Mingde.

What Shang Lin was thinking about now was whether to let Ouyang Shangzhi continue the last section.

The faster he grows, the more assured he is, behind, there are still many powerful teams waiting for him and Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, Yan Yufeng, Ye Changfeng, Xiang Jie, Gao Yuan and others are not enough, they must have an organizational guard.

To be precise, he needs a key to open the hurricane, and this key can lead the whole team to carry out the hurricane tactics that he has worked hard for a long time and exhausted all his energy to the end.

Needless to say, no matter how much risk you take, you have to let Ouyang Shangzhi play, even if you put the whole team in a very dangerous situation.

What's more, he knows very well that victory will not fly away, because he still has No. 8 in his hand! The 8th of Beiyang!

Thinking of this, Shang Lin glanced at Yan Yufeng, who was sitting there watching the game intently, he was very satisfied with his performance, at least the previous worries did not appear, and his mentality was maintained very well.

If Shang Lin is allowed to evaluate the entire team by himself, he has already made a clear difference.

Plateau!

The prestige of the whole team, with him, there will be no contradictions in the team, in Shang Lin's eyes, he is the nanny of the rampaging beast in Beiyang Twelve Middle School, and he will appease this beast very well.

Xiang Jie!

A player who doesn't know what the danger is when he gets angry is usually very quiet and calm, even on the court, his style of play is relatively gentle relative to his position, but Shang Lin knows very well that with him, there will be a blue sky on the inside line of Beiyang Twelfth Middle School, because he knows very well when he needs his outburst.

In Shang Lin's heart, Xiang Jie has been deeply imprinted, he is a player who knows dedication.

Long wind in the night!

A terrible shooter, it should be said that he is a shooting machine, for him, as long as he is past half court, no matter where he is, he is in his attack range. Trust him, there's nothing wrong with that.

And Shang Lin also admires his defense, his eyes are very sharp, and in one-on-one defense, he will make every opponent suffer.

Ouyang Shangzhi!

This is a treasure, a treasure that even he can't see the end of, what will his future be? Even Shang Lin couldn't be clear.

For this treasure, Shang Lin can only describe it as excited when he thinks about it.

Yan Yufeng!

A well-deserved core of the team, strong, mature, brave, fearless, and for anything, he measures himself by his wins. Responsibility is as sacred to him as mission, even if all people fall, he will not fall, and when it is most dangerous, he will always be the first to stand up and stand at the forefront with a firm face.

Although I have only been in contact with him for a month, the above evaluation of Shang Lin is unusually positive, you don't need to see how he did it before, as long as you look into his eyes, you will understand everything.

There, it is completely the same as the lion's eyes, the murderous aura flows, and the arrogance makes people feel that he has a kingly spirit, and maybe no one will not feel trembling after seeing these eyes.

His body can only be described as a miracle, and even Shang Lin sometimes sighs, such a physical quality is not common among blacks, let alone a yellow-skinned person?

For him, basketball can play the most brilliant light in his hands, he! Definitely the conqueror of the game, whether on or off the field, his light is always the most brilliant.

For him, Shang Lin will feel at ease whenever he thinks of it, which will be his biggest reassurance stone to achieve his ideals.

With such a team, Shang Lin feels more and more proud, today is just the beginning, what you see is not just a corner of this huge battleship in Beiyang 12, it will not be long before the whole of China will be surprised.

What he brought to his opponent was not only trembling, but also a traumatic heart that he would never dare to remember after the hurricane.

Shang Lin raised his head arrogantly and raised his hand, and all the players on the field immediately looked at it.

"Speed up y'all and run for me! What I want to see is not a breeze, but a hurricane that tears everything apart! ”

Make a name for yourself

Great Qin Bingbing

2004-12-27

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