Chapter 25: The River Wind Returns

After the fiasco of Zeya, both schools set off earth-shattering waves. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

An Tianguan scored 45 points in the whole game, and the news of beating Fuxian with 33 points in a single quarter spread in the southern district, causing a great sensation.

The schools that were in the league were shocked when they heard about it, which made An Tianguan, who had been rumored to be the first person in the Southern Region in the future, even louder. His name is even more resounding in the Southern District, and he is close to the first person in the Southern District: Guretti.

After seeing An Tianguan's terrifying score explosive power, Fuxian was shocked from top to bottom, which made the Fuxian students who originally thought that they could rise with two talented high school students. Although Ling Qingyu and Wu Zhenyang's data are not bad, the tide is rising, and the outside world's expectations for Fuxian this year are unprecedentedly large, all due to these two people.

In this situation, the pressure on the basketball team is not insignificant!

After the fiasco in the second game, Coach K pondered deeply, reconvened the meeting, and after learning his lessons, he corrected his tactical policy and decided to wrap An Tianguan at the beginning of the third game, obviously he had underestimated the superstar's scoring ability.

After the team meeting was held, Lao K deliberately left Ling Qingyu and Wu Zhenyang.

"You two sit down!" Seeing that both of them were standing, Lao K said in a deep voice.

Ling Qingyu and Wu Zhenyang looked at each other, and sat on the chairs on both sides face to face, their eyes both looking at Lao K.

"Do you know why I left you here?" After a moment of silence, Lao K asked, and when he saw that the two of them shook their heads and didn't know, he said, "The second team suffered a defeat, to be honest, it was unexpected." In terms of overall strength, we are above them, but we didn't expect ......"

The two knew what Lao K was alluding to, if it weren't for An Tianguan's sudden explosion, the second game would not have been without suspense.

"Coach, I didn't defend An Tianguan!" Wu Zhenyang said apologetically with a serious face.

"No, Zhenyang, you're doing a good job." Old K shook his head and said to Ling Qingyu again, "And you, Qingyu." ā€

Ling Qingyu's eyes lit up.

'You two deserved it, two of the best players I've ever coached. Old K Road.

Ling Qingyu and Wu Zhenyang didn't speak, they looked at each other casually.

"However, I still have higher requirements for the team, which is why I kept you."

"Coach, say it!" Looking at the other party, Wu Zhenyang said sincerely.

Lao K took a deep breath and said, "Zhenyang, you are a selfless player, which is why I chose to recruit you without hesitation. ā€

Ling Qingyu's eyes moved, looking at Wu Zhenyang.

"But now that Jiang Feng is injured, Gao Tong's interior offensive ability is still limited, so I hope you can sometimes be a little more selfish and increase your shots." Old K Road.

Wu Zhenyang was stunned, silent for a long time, nodded and said, "Coach, I know!" ā€

"Qingyu." Old K turned to Ling Qingyu.

"Coach!" Ling Qingyu shouted.

"In fact, a few months ago, the team was short of excellent starting small forwards and playmaking guards, and it happened that there were many basketball talents among your high school students, so we decided to recruit two people. One is Zhenyang, and the other is ...... At that time, I had a brief choice between you and the envelope of Qingwen High School, but I chose the latter anyway. ā€

Old K's words surprised Ling Qingyu.

"I hope you don't pay too much attention to it." Old K Road.

"No, Coach. There are a lot of dramatic things that happen in life, and focusing on the present is the most important thing. Ling Qingyu said casually.

"You're right." Unexpectedly, the other party was quite open-minded, and Lao K nodded with satisfaction and asked at the same time, "Qingyu, then do you know why I chose him?" ā€

Ling Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and after a long silence, he said: "It is rumored that Qingwen High School's envelope will be the number one guard in the college basketball world in the future, and it is natural for the coach to choose this way." ā€

"You're right, he's a traditional playmaker. I've always wanted to make the team a team and that's why I chose him. Old Coach K suddenly changed his words and said, "So, Qingyu...... I hope you ......"

Ling Qingyu already understood what Lao K meant, and the other party wanted to become the ideal defender in his mind, maybe this was also the reason why he was allowed to serve as an organization in the last game.

"Coach, as long as the team can win, I don't mind passing the ball more." Ling Qingyu replied bluntly.

Ling Qingyu's cheerfulness made Lao K quite stunned.

"I'm not trying to limit your scoring talent, I'm still going to let you score in the next game, I just want you to share the ball more so that the team will be stronger." Seeing that the other party was willing to change, Lao K also gave in.

"I know what you mean, I'll find a balance between the two." Ling Qingyu blinked, and seeing that Old K was silent for a long time, he got up and said, "Coach, if there is nothing else, then I'll go first." ā€

Old K, who didn't know what to think, glanced at the other party, nodded and said, "Then you can go." ā€

After Ling Qingyu left, Wu Zhenyang also greeted Lao K and walked out of the office.

Seeing the two leave, Lao K suddenly sighed. Since Ling Qingyu and Wu Zhenyang joined the team, the pressure on him has risen with expectations. Although Ling Qingyu's arrival has given the team plenty of firepower, he is still trying to transform the opponent into a traditional playmaking guard like Envelope, rather than a scoring guard who occupies a lot of offensive balls. It's just that considering that the other party has the arrogance of a genius high school student, he has to hint tactfully. This also made him quite nerve-wracking, but fortunately, the other party is not an old-fashioned person, at least willing to change.

In Lao K's heart, helping Fuxian win the championship trophy is the only pursuit and goal, which is closely related to Ling Qingyu and Wu Zhenyang.

……

"Hades!" Wu Zhenyang shouted at Ling Qingyu from afar.

Ling Qingyu turned around and looked at Wu Zhenyang in confusion.

"In the third game, we have no way back." Wu Zhenyang's eyes shone brightly.

"You're right, we lost control in the last game, and it was an accident." Ling Qingyu said indifferently.

"What if that guy has another accident?" Wu Zhenyang said with a light smile.

Ling Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and looked at the end of the aisle: "Then we have to strangle him too!" ā€

A few days later, a piece of good news came, which made the basketball team happy, that is, Jiang Feng came back, and his foot injury was almost healed.

After Dr. Zhong's confirmation, the worried old K settled down and put Jiang Feng into the starter.

When he heard that the team was almost defeated by An Tianguan to Zeya, Jiang Feng, who was briefly shocked, immediately wanted to fight with the team, and now he finally got his wish and didn't have to endure the torment.

Under the shroud of great expectations and revenge, Fuxian ushered in the third and final battle of life and death at the Fairy Lake Arena.

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Fuxian locker room.

Ling Qingyu, who was in a hurry, was scrambling to find something, the finger guard he originally put in the wardrobe was missing, this finger guard accompanied him for three years, and he wore it from high school to college, which has far-reaching significance.

"Obviously put it here!" Ling Qingyu rummaged anxiously.

Time was running out, Ling Qingyu, who had no choice, had to put this matter aside first, everyone else was on the field, the game was about to start, he couldn't delay, and he rushed towards the door in a panic.

As soon as Ling Qingyu went out, he almost bumped into someone, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be Nalan Bing, a girl who didn't match him.

"I almost bumped into you again, it scared me to death!" Ling Qingyu tilted his head angrily.

What do you mean? I deliberately wanted to hit him? What a shame! However, the coach explained that he came to call the other party, and he was too lazy to bother with this barbarian.

"Why are you only coming out now? The game is about to start, and you're left alone. Nalan Bing said reproachfully. If you want to be sent as a servant, you can't take the opportunity to reprimand your mouth?

"If I hadn't lost my fingerguard, I would have been here for so long?" Ling Qingyu said unhappily.

"Throw yourself away...... Feed! He also wanted to take the opportunity to reprimand the other party and take advantage of his words, but he didn't think that Ling Qingyu would directly ignore himself and run towards the stadium, Nalan Bing was half angry.

After Ling Qingyu left, remembering that the other party had just said that the finger guard had been lost, Nalan Bing couldn't help but walk into the locker room curiously, and saw that his wardrobe was open, and the black Nike shoulder bag was clearly standing in the closet with the zipper open.

Walking to the wardrobe, Nalan Bing hesitated and stood in place for a moment, but still reached out and rummaged in the closet, even she felt a little inexplicable.

There wasn't much in the wardrobe, except for a shoulder bag with a few drinks and some basketball magazines.

"Hell knows where he lost his fingers!" Rummaging through the magazines with his last hope, Nalan Bing thought in dismay.

"Forget it, what does his business have to do with me!" Impatient enough to give up, Nalan Bing suddenly dropped something from the magazine he was rummaging through at the end.

When she saw it, it turned out to be a black finger guard with the letters A.I printed on it.

"Found it." For no reason, Nalan Bing sniffed lightly, "I can't even find it in the magazine, what an idiot!" ā€

Thinking of Ling Qingyu's cold and arrogant attitude, she was angry for no reason.

"Humph!" With a muffled snort, Nalan Bing pursed his lips and thought calmly, "Just think of it as Lei Feng, otherwise who wants to help this guy?" ā€