King of the North Sun (1)

"Coach, are you looking for me?" Yan Yufeng pushed the door in.

Wang Xuechao sat on the desk and raised his head, glanced at his beloved apprentice, nodded, and said, "En!" ”

"What's the matter?" Yan Yufeng walked to the desk and stood there and asked.

"Tomorrow is the game, from your point of view, what is the strength of our twelfth middle school now?" Wang Xuechao put his body back, lay on the chair and raised his head slightly to look at Yan Yufeng and asked.

Yan Yufeng frowned and said: "Captain Plateau's foot injury will not be cured for 2 weeks, he will definitely not be able to play in tomorrow's game, Han Dazhu is still in the hospital, without the two of them, our twelfth middle school will almost fall half of the wall!" ”

Wang Xuechao nodded when he heard this, sighed, picked up the pencil on the table and turned it skillfully in his hand, and said, "That's why I called you!" ”

Yan Yufeng paused, but immediately calmed down, stood at the desk and looked directly at Coach Wang Xuechao, and said, "Coach, what arrangements do you have?" ”

Wang Xuechao spread his hands, and said with a hint of helplessness and frustration on his face: "What arrangements will I have, the game has been played so far, up to the school leader, down to every team member, everyone is already very satisfied, no one cares about winning or losing for a long time, I am just a little unwilling!" Why can't you let me use all my strength to do a good job with the second middle school? ”

Yan Yufeng stood quietly beside him and did not speak. Looking at the unwillingness and helplessness on Coach Wang Xuechao's face, a strange thought suddenly came to his heart, but he didn't show it, and his face was still very calm.

"The game hasn't started yet, so we can't lose!" Yan Yufeng said.

"Gao Yuan was injured, Han Dazhu was hospitalized, and the two top scorers of the whole team were unable to play! Cao Tao, Li Feng, Wang Zhiquan and others are all players who are good at defense! Now in addition to you, Xiang Jie has some combat power in the team, how can such strength and offense and defense be in the second of Beiyang's top two to win or lose? Wang Xuechao read as if he was studying, and his tone was very flat, but Yan Yufeng felt that there must be a reason why Wang Xuechao said this. So with a slight smile, he stood next to him and was silent.

"Have you seen Tang Chaohui? Tell me how you feel about him! Wang Xuechao suddenly put aside the topic and said.

Yan Yufeng paused and said, "Coach, how do you know?" ”

"You went to No. 2 Middle School to challenge Beiyang's MVP, and the news of being defeated by Tang Chaohui has already spread all over the city now! How could I not know? Wang Xuechao smiled a little and looked at Yan Yufeng in front of him.

Yan Yufeng frowned and said, "I will know what happened in the morning, I will know it at noon, this is too exaggerated!" ”

"Oh, is it? Now no one in the whole Beiyang is speculating and betting, and some people say: The twelfth middle school will be dark to the end! Some people also said: The second lieutenant general defends the crown of Beiyang! The former pushes you out as the core of the victory in the twelve! And the latter took the injury of Gao Yuan and Han Dazhu as the reason for the success of the second lieutenant general in defending his title! In addition, as soon as the news came out that you went to No. 2 Middle School to challenge and was defeated this morning, there were more and more supporters of the latter and full of confidence! Wang Xuechao seemed to be like an agent, telling Yan Yufeng about the current situation.

Yan Yufeng still didn't speak, he was wondering why the coach said this, what did he want to convey to me?

"What do you think now?" Wang Xuechao began to plan.

Yan Yufeng's face was calm, he shook his head, found a place to sit down, looked at Wang Xuechao and said: "I don't have any ideas, those who should win will win, and those who should lose can't escape!" ”

"Do you have faith?" Wang Xuechao's tone changed and asked very quickly.

"Yes!" Yan Yufeng spit out a word.

Wang Xuechao leaned forward and leaned back in his chair, rummaging through a book on the table, and suddenly sighed after a while: "Principal Zhu found me just now, and then I can lead the team to win the second middle school in tomorrow's game, then the school will consider helping me recommend me to the city as a senior teacher, do you know what this means?" Wang Xuechao seemed to be talking to himself.

Yan Yufeng finally understood the reason why the coach came to him today, it turned out that he was afraid of failure.

Originally, all the people were already very satisfied, and Wang Xuechao was also satisfied, but the pig's words aroused his reverie. The mentality that the team didn't care about winning immediately changed, and tomorrow's game, which might have seemed to be only coping with before, now seems to have caused a lot of worries in my heart!

"Coach, you don't need to say more, I understand what you mean!" Since Yan Yufeng has the answer, he no longer pretends to be anything, and he is straightforward.

Wang Xuechao seemed to be surprised by Yan Yufeng's words, and looked at Yan Yufeng fixedly.

"Tomorrow's game, I thought it was just the wish of three people, but now it seems that I have to add one more!" Yan Yufeng said lightly.

"Oh, the wishes of the three?" Wang Xuechao became interested, straightened his sitting posture, and said.

"Captain Takahara's dream of a national competition!" Yan Yufeng said.

"I know, there are two more!" Wang Xuechao nodded, in the team, the plateau's team can see the victory of the game, if it weren't for him, last year's twelfth middle school would not have been able to get the fourth place in history!

"What a teacher and friend expects from me!" Yan Yufeng said, and Songzi's face flashed in front of him.

"Still?" Wang Xuechao didn't ask much, Yan Yufeng's surname still knew a little bit, since he didn't say it, he definitely wouldn't know it!

"And me!" Yan Yufeng suddenly smiled slightly, pointed at himself, and said, "My own requirements for myself!" ”

Wang Xuechao looked at Yan Yufeng in a daze, thought for a while, and said, "Can you tell me, what kind of requirements do you have for yourself?" ”

Yan Yufeng stood up, walked by the window, looked at the green mountains and white clouds outside the window, and said in a very casual but very firm tone: "MVP of the national competition!" ”

Wang Xuechao's first feeling after hearing it was that he wanted to laugh, but he was immediately calmed by Yan Yufeng's tone, and every wonderful scene of Yan Yufeng's games suddenly flashed in his mind.

He will become the best SG in all of China!

Such a thought suddenly came to his heart, which made Wang Xuechao himself startled.

"In the eyes of others, our twelfth middle school has been very happy so far, but in my eyes, the chariot of our twelfth middle school has just started!" Yan Yufeng turned around, looked at Wang Xuechao with pride and confidence flashing in his eyes, and said: "The champion of Beiyang is just a small station, we still have to run forward, rush out of Jiangsu, and kill the national Nike Cup competition!" Speaking of this, Yan Yufeng waved his right hand and drew a resolute arc in the void, and the arc flashed in Wang Xuechao's eyes, as if he was doing something to prove these earth-shattering words!

"Beiyang is too small, there are too few masters, none of them can arouse my complete fighting spirit, I want to go to the national competition to find it!" Yan Yufeng lowered his head slightly, arrogant but made people feel that he had the strength to do it.

"Then how could you lose to Tang Chaohui today?" Wang Xuechao asked mercilessly.

"If you lose, you lose, there's no good reason to conflict!" Yan Yufeng said very calmly.

"You and Xiang Jie are the only ones left in the team! Tomorrow's offensive mission can only rely on you, which everyone can see very clearly now! Naturally, the second middle school is the same, I want to ask you! Yan Yufeng! Do you have the confidence to lead the 12th Middle School to defeat the defending King 2nd Middle School? Wang Xuechao said that the back almost word by word came out of his mouth.

The atmosphere in the office was solemn to the extreme, and Wang Xuechao stared at Yan Yufeng who was leaning against the window, looking forward to his answer.

Yan Yufeng didn't seem to feel the atmosphere in the room, looked at Wang Xuechao, who was staring at him, smiled, and said: "Gao Yuan once said to me: no one can say that they are the first, no one can be sure who is the absolute winner, anything will happen, the words are too full, if you fail, won't it become a ridiculous joke." Yan Yufeng paused and said, "I don't want to be a ridiculous joke, a lot of things, it's not too late to talk about it when the game is over!" That's how I replied to Captain Plateau: Step by step, smile after victory, and the last laugh is the real laugh! ”

Yan Yufeng stopped, a smile appeared on his face, and he pointed his finger at his face and looked at Coach Wang Xuechao in front of him and said, "You will see a real smile tomorrow!" ”

"I've got to go to training, coach, goodbye!" Yan Yufeng turned around, opened the door and left.

The door closed again, and Wang Xuechao was left in the room to sit there quietly, with a strange look on his face, he couldn't see whether he was surprised or happy, and after half a ring, a voice came from the room: "This guy who can never understand!" ”

Yan Yufeng walked on campus, and Yu Guang could always feel the adoring gaze around him, and sighed in his heart: It seems that he is already famous! Speeding up his pace, walking on the campus full of adoring eyes, Yan Yufeng finally came to the training hall.

Walking into the training hall, the first person Yan Yufeng saw was Xiang Jie, who was training alone with his shirtless body.

Xiang Jie was carrying two small black sandbags on his feet, and it seemed that he was doing a load exercise!

Yan Yufeng walked over, just as Xiang Jie threw the ball, and the ball smashed on the basket and fell towards Yan Yufeng without deviation.

Xiang Jie turned around, saw Yan Yufeng, was stunned, and said, "Do you still have the courage to come to school?" ”

Yan Yufeng grabbed the ball and replied, "Why don't I have the guts to come to school?" ”

"Aren't you afraid of being eaten by the school's star chasers?" Xiang Jie covered the sweat on his face and said with a smile.

"Not a little, but not to the extent you said!" Yan Yufeng smiled slightly and passed the ball over.

Xiang Jie caught the ball, turned around beautifully, and got up to shoot.

The ball arcs beautifully and falls into the net.

"Woo '''''''!" Xiang Jie took a breath and walked towards the basketball rolling on the ground.

"How much weight are you carrying?" Yan Yufeng glanced at the black sandbag on Xiang Jie's feet and asked.

"Ten pounds each!" Xiang Jie picked up the ball and replied.

"Oh!" Yan Yufeng responded, almost the same as before!

Since I started learning basketball at the age of 13, I have heard people say that tying sandbags to your feet to increase your weight can exercise your explosive power and bounce power.

5 pounds to 10 pounds, then to 12.5, before the start of the league, their limit is 15 pounds.

"Aren't you tired? Tied so hard? Yan Yufeng asked.

"I'm so tired that I don't look like a person!" Xiang Jie smiled bitterly, patted his leg with his hand, tried to jump, and said, "I think I may have to be carried by someone to go home today!" ”

Yan Yufeng smiled, walked next to Xiang Jie, sat down first, Xiang Jie also sat down immediately, and the two of them, who were like a pair of enemies, sat face to face, smiling at each other.

"What are you doing here? Didn't the school already have a vacation for us school teams? Xiang Jie wiped the sweat that kept coming out of his face.

"Why are you still here since you're on vacation?" Yan Yufeng asked rhetorically.

Xiang Jie smiled, turned the basketball in his hand, and said: "Tomorrow is the game, I can't bear it, so let's come here to train, touch the ball, and stay in good shape!" ”

"Worried? Tell me how you feel! Yan Yufeng suddenly looked directly at Xiang Jie and said.

"Feelings? How do I feel? Xiang Jie pointed at himself with some amusement, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "Nervous, except for nervousness, nervousness!" I'm not afraid of your jokes, after winning Tiegang yesterday, last night, the first half of the night was so excited that I couldn't sleep, and the second half of the night was so nervous that I couldn't sleep because of the championship and runner-up battle that was coming the day after tomorrow, just like that, a night was wasted by me! Xiang Jie spread it out and said helplessly.

Yan Yufeng smiled dumbly, shook his head, and said: "Gao Yuan's injury, Han Dazhu's hospitalization, except for you and Zhai Yong, we can't find a fourth score point in the twelfth middle school at night!" ”

Xiang Jie nodded, expressing the same Yan Yufeng's opinion, and said: "The second middle school must also see it, all tomorrow's games, they will definitely make a plan to deal with us according to this!" ”

Yan Yufeng glanced at Xiang Jie with some surprise and said, "I didn't expect you to think of this layer too!" ”

"Damn, do you still have to think about this? Even the blind can see it! Xiang Jie scolded with a smile.

"I'm not talking about this, I'm saying, have you guessed how the second lieutenant general will deal with us? Just you and me! Yan Yufeng's eyes flashed with coldness, and he looked at Xiang Jie.

Xiang Jie paused, his face that was still smiling just now immediately turned cold, he thought about it, looked at Yan Yufeng in front of him, shook his head and said: "I don't really understand the situation in the second middle school, I can only think of a little bit!" ”

"Which point?" Yan Yufeng didn't pause, and Xiang Jie asked as soon as his voice fell.

"Misplaced defense!" Xiang Jie's eyes burst into a bright light.

"Misplaced defense!" A slight smile appeared on the corner of Yan Yufeng's mouth, and he said, "It's the same as I thought!" ”

Xiang Jie glared at Yan Yufeng, Yan Yufeng also smiled and looked at Xiang Jie who was sweating all over his face, and suddenly the two of them burst into laughter at the same time!

"Haha'''''''''!" Xiang Jie raised his head and laughed, and then said, "I'm looking forward to tomorrow's game!" ”

"Hey, hey!" Yan Yufeng didn't speak, just laughing.

Misplaced defense!

If you use this trick, I guarantee you'll die an ugly death!

Yan Yufeng secretly thought in his heart.

"Looking at your game, I think there is no better way to do it than use this trick in the second middle school!" Xiang Jie said.

"Why?" Yan Yufeng asked knowingly.

"Your height is only 1.87 meters, and as far as I know, the height of the main players in the second middle school is all above 1 mother 9! Let's take an example: Su Wei, the organizational guard of No. 2 Middle School, has 1.91 meters, and there is no problem for him to defend you! Tang Chaohui is 1.95 meters, eight centimeters taller than you! It's even more fine if he defends you. There is also a small forward Tong Shan 1.97 meters, especially the big forward Mo Feng, who has a figure of 1.96 meters, but he is handy in the position of the big front peak, if it weren't for you and Ye Changfeng, the two of them are too sharp, he is also the best contender for the rookie king! When Xiang Jie said this, a murderous aura shot out of his eyes, Yan Yufeng saw it in his eyes, smiled slightly, and said, "I can't see that you have collected a lot of information!" ”

"The more you know about the enemy, the more you will know the intensity of the upcoming battle! I don't want to fight unprepared! Xiang Jie said lightly.

"Me too, so I went to see the legendary MVP!" Yan Yufeng said.

"I've heard about it too, but it doesn't seem to sound right, saying that Tang Chaohui beat you to the ground! Hum! How is this possible? Xiang Jie raised his sword eyebrows and sneered.

"You heard it right, I was defeated by him!" Yan Yufeng smiled and said casually.

"Ahh How can it be? "Xiang Jieleng is gone.

Yan Yufeng squeezed his eyebrows and said very calmly: "He can not fall in Beiyang for two years, and he really has something extraordinary!" ”

Xiang Jie lowered his head, put the basketball in his hand on the floor, turned unconsciously, and suddenly said, "Are you measuring his strength?" ”

Yan Yufeng was completely surprised, stared at Xiang Jie with his head down, put aside all the depth, and said, "How do you know?" ”

"Guess!" Xiang Jie replied very normally.

"Cut''!" Yan Yufeng came to his senses, and his face returned to the calm look he had just now, but he was still surprised in his heart, what kind of person is Xiang Jie? Why he ''''''''''''' a lot of things.

Yan Yufeng's eyes flashed with every tacit cooperation between Xiang Jie and himself in the game, and he could always think of what he thought, and with just one sentence, he could guess his true intentions!

Xiang Jie, you're starting to surprise me!

Yan Yufeng thought slowly in his heart.

"What do you think?" Xiang Jie looked at Yan Yufeng with a somewhat distracted appearance, and asked a strange question.

"Nothing! Guess who's going to come out and defend me? Yan Yufeng took a breath and said with a smile.

"Mo Feng!" Xiang Jie spit out these two words.

Yan Yufeng was silent for a moment.

The agreement in Huyun is finally coming true.

Not bad! The second middle school will definitely let Mo Feng replace Tang Chaohui to defend me!

Mo Feng, we finally have to fight it out!

"In terms of the scores in these two games, most of your points are scored close to or close to the basket, and most of them are scored by breakaways! At this time, it is no better to let a strong and flexible big forward defend you, Mo Feng can prevent you, and the twelve middle schools will be finished! Xiang Jie paused, looked at Yan Yufeng's eyes, and slowly continued: "If you defeat Mo Feng, the second middle school will be half finished!" ”

Yan Yufeng's eyes burst into sparks, and he laughed.

Xiang Jie looked at Yan Yufeng who had a strange reaction a little strangely, suddenly ignored Yan Yufeng, lowered his head and slowly untied the black sandbags on his feet.

"What about Tang Chaohui, who was originally defending me?" Yan Yufeng suddenly asked.

"Beware of me, a nobody!" Xiang Jie replied while untying the rope seriously.

"If you guard against him, the other half of the second will be finished!" Yan Yufeng said.

"No, there's also that organizational defender Su Wei!" Xiang Jie shook his head and said.

"Oh!" Yan Yufeng froze.

"He is the most critical person in the second middle school to remain undefeated and laugh at Beiyang!" Xiang Jie said.

"Tang Chaohui, Mo Feng, Su Wei! If any of these three people fail to prevent it, we will be finished! Xiang Jie continued.

Yan Yufeng didn't say anything, and sat there quietly pondering.

The second middle school is really very strong, although he is not afraid of one-on-one, but he is not a superman, three people, he can only defend one, not to mention that it is still unknown to be able to defend all the attacks!

He can only defend against most of the offense, and he will inevitably let him score, coupled with the excellent performance of the other two, in the twelve middle schools with a shortage of major generals, maybe tomorrow's game will become a one-sided game without suspense!

Xiang Jie will definitely be unstoppable Tang Chaohui, and Zhai Yong will definitely be suppressed by the North Su, plus his strength in the center and small forward is even worse, then it is entirely possible that the 12th Middle School will face a complete decline tomorrow!

Thinking about this, Yan Yufeng couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his head, fortunately he still came to find Xiang Jie, otherwise he was really too overconfident.

The only way now is to fully suppress the second middle school in terms of offense, and do everything possible to resist the impact of the second middle school on the twelfth middle school with Xiang Jie!

Tomorrow there will be a battle, it seems that there is only an attack, an attack, an attack!

Yan Yufeng's eyes burst out with a cold light, and Xiang Jie next to him trembled, but he was happy in his heart, if he understood the only way, then tomorrow's game might still be a fight!

"Xiang Jie, in fact, you already know how to do it tomorrow, right?" Yan Yufeng pondered and asked in a deep voice.

"Yes! Except for the attack, wave after wave of attack, I really can't think of a better way to suppress the second hit! Xiang Jie smiled bitterly.

"It looks like the score is going to be very high tomorrow!" Yan Yufeng said leisurely, with a hint of childlike schadenfreude in his tone.

"They score two points, we get three points, and the defense we don't have to give it our all, but we have the energy to chase down the points we lost!" Xiang Jie said.

"Yes! But is it physically good to do so? Yan Yufeng remembered his recent poor physical performance, and said with some worry.

"No way! Anyway, it's the last battle, forget it to the death! Xiang Jie put his hands together and put them behind his head, and then the whole person lay on the floor and replied lazily.

Yan Yufeng raised his eyebrows and said, "Be careful of Tang Chaohui's pace, it's very powerful!" ”

Xiang Jie shook up, but didn't get up, he was still lying on the ground, and asked, "Do you understand?" This morning! ”

"Got it!" Yan Yufeng chuckled.

"I think if we keep pulling the score together, in the final quarter, the misalignment tactics may be going to be exhausted!" Xiang Jie said.

"At that time, in the last quarter, Tang Chaohui will take out his housekeeping skills, and at that time, Yan Yufeng, victory will depend on you!" Xiang Jie tilted his head and leaned on the floor to look at Yan Yufeng who was sitting.

Yan Yufeng felt the trust from Xiang Jie lying on the ground, smiled slightly, stood up, patted his pants, and said lightly: "It's not too early, I'm going home too, see you tomorrow afternoon!" ”

"See you tomorrow afternoon!" Xiang Jie lay on the floor and waved his hand to Yan Yufeng, who was walking towards the door, and said.

"See you tomorrow!" Yan Yufeng replied in a low voice.

Tomorrow, it's up to me and Xiang Jie.

Two-on-three!

Not sure who will win!

Hey!

A slight smile appeared at the corner of Yan Yufeng's mouth.

King of the North Sun (1)

Great Qin Bingbing

2004.7.19

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