Li Wei stretched tiredly, and slowly leaned back on the chair. As a coach of Hangzhou No. 4 Middle School, he has had a very hard time. Always living in the shadow of Hainan Middle School. He was holding a document about Hangzhou No. 12 Middle School. This team is their opponent in the fourth round of the group stage. He wouldn't allow any mistakes in this tournament.

In two days, it's time to compete. The coach's face looked a little uneasy, and he always felt that something was pressing on his heart, and he couldn't disperse for a long time. In the past year, he has been training his team day and night, and what he wants is to defeat his old rival Hainan Middle School in the final and regain the title of king of Hangzhou.

Perhaps, it was too tired, too longing. So I've been suspicious lately.

This year is the last year that their ace Fan Weixuan is here. Fan Weixuan's departure is undoubtedly the biggest loss for the fourth middle school. After this year, it will not be easy to regain the throne next time. So, this year is the most crucial year.

Hangzhou No. 4 Lieutenant General is going to play against a team with a small reputation! Hangzhou No. 12 Middle School, Li Wei doesn't know very well. But it seems that in the history of Hangzhou No. 4 Middle School, there is an unknown team that ended their dynasty. That team is Hangzhou No. 12 Middle School.

Hangzhou No. 12 Middle School can be said to be the team with the most shit luck in this league! defeated the weak team again and again, and advanced to the fourth round of the group stage by relying on the relationship. However, their good luck seems to have come to an end, and in the fourth round, they met a strong team like Hangzhou No. 4 Middle School. If you really want to give the team a grade. I will write an A word for Hangzhou No. 4 Middle School and a C word on the pattern of Hangzhou No. 12 Middle School. The difference in strength between the two teams is two notches apart.

"Hangzhou No. 12 Middle School?" Li Wei breathed a sigh of relief and narrowed his eyes with a smile. Say in your heart, I'm going to make your death ugly. As far as I know, the opponents you have encountered in front of you are all unsuccessful teams! This time, if you meet us in Hangzhou No. 4 Middle School, you are unlucky.

"Fan Weixuan, the coach is looking for you."

As soon as Fan Weixuan walked into the arena, he was stopped by basketball manager Lu Xue. On the court, the brothers who were still practicing stopped and looked this way.

"What a coach is looking for me! I just came back from outside and was going to train. Fan Weixuan asked curiously.

"Dizzy! The coaches are going crazy. I've been looking for you all morning. You just don't show up. Hurry up, it's about Hangzhou Twelfth Middle School, there seems to be something new. As soon as Lu Xue said it, there were a lot of them, and Fan Weixuan's head was big when he heard it.

"Alright, alright! Don't be verbose. Let's go, you guys keep practicing. Fan Weixuan waved his hand at the brothers on the field. In Hangzhou No. 4 Middle School, he is not only the captain, but also a part-time assistant coach. Usually, when the coach is not there, he organizes the team to train.

In the eyes of all the players, Fan Weixuan is their soul and their hope. He led them, the Lambs lost in darkness, to the light.

Fan Weixuan and Lu Xue walked out of the arena and crossed a trail to the sports office. Lu Xue knocked lightly on the office door, and when Li Wei opened the door, he saw that it was the two of them. Suddenly, he laughed.

"Quick, come in." Li Wei smiled.

"If you don't go in yet, what are you rubbing?" Lu Xue pushed Fan Weixuan and said with a whimsical smile.

"Coach! What are you looking for from me? So urgent. Walking into the nest, Fan Weixuan sat opposite the coach and asked nervously.

"Oh! I just found someone. His name is Zhang Ruoming, and he was a talented scoring guard in the middle school of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School, and his three-point shooting rate is as high as 55%, and this time you have met your opponent. Li Wei said very seriously.

"Nanjing No. 9 Middle School? Why don't you go into the ninth middle school and come to our small place. Fan Weixuan was taken aback and said, obviously he had already heard of the name Nanjing No. 9 Middle School.

"Nanjing No. 9 Middle School, is it strong?" Lu Xue asked curiously. Although Lu Xue is a basketball manager, she doesn't know much about famous basketball schools other than Zhejiang, so after hearing the name of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School that day, she had a lot of questions.

"Strong! Not the average strong! Nanjing No. 9 Middle School, the country's strongest, the king of Jiangsu. Fan Weixuan slowly spat out these words. Nanjing No. 9 Middle School, this is the place he dreamed of. It's also where his dreams shatter.

In addition to selecting talents in its own junior high school, Nanjing No. 9 Middle School recruits students from all over the country. You must know that if a team is not well-known, it will not recruit students in other provinces. Because of that, no one at all. It can be seen how loud the signboard of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School is.

After graduating from junior high school, Fan Weixuan refused the invitation of Hainan Middle School. Heading straight to Nanjing, he believes that this is where his dream began. With the longing for the No. 9 Middle School and the desire for the dream in his heart, he participated in the dream-like Nanjing No. 9 Middle School freshman selection competition.

Nanjing No. 9 Middle School Freshman Trials. It was a sea of people, as many as seven hundred and eight people. Masters from all over the country gathered in Nanjing, and I don't know how grand the scene was.

Fan Weixuan passed the selection competition and realized how big this day was. There are really mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people. Any person can overpower him. But the test of the ninth middle school is not only about ball skills, but also about many aspects. This gave Fan Weixuan hope of being accepted. He passed all the way, but unfortunately the last level was too difficult, and he failed. What a pity for him. However, he still regards Jiuzhong as his dream! Nanjing No. 9 Middle School is the holy land of basketball in his heart.

"It is said! It was he who voluntarily refused the invitation of the high school. The coach said with a little pity. It's a pity that such a genius went to Hangzhou No. 12 Middle School.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! Idiot! What an idiot. I don't know how many people want to enter Nanjing No. 9 Middle School but can't. He obviously has a chance to enter the ninth middle school! Unexpectedly, he refused to enter Nanjing No. 9 High School. Fan Weixuan's fist unconsciously slammed on the table in front of him, only to hear the bang, the table shook quite violently!

The coach glared at Fan Weixuan very dissatisfied, as if to say to Fan Weixuan, calm down, brother, the table is about to be smashed out of a pit by you. Fan Weixuan's action of knocking on the table frightened Lu Xue and hurriedly retreated to the door, she didn't dare to get very close to Fan Weixuan, what if he waved his fists and hurt himself.

"Hahaha! I won't let this guy go. Coach, you can rest assured. For this stinky boy who desecrated Nanjing No. 9 Middle School, I will not be soft. Fan Weixuan couldn't help but laugh at the thought of being able to fight this traitor from the Ninth Middle School.

Seeing Fan Weixuan's smiling face, Li Wei smiled with satisfaction. The genius boy of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School, my disciple, will not lose to you.