"That's amazing......"

Han Xiuzhe looked at Ye Minghao, who was defending him, and actually praised him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Ye Minghao was surprised, he didn't expect the other party to say this.

Han so-chul looked at him and remembered the days when he first came into contact with basketball.

The first time he came into contact with basketball was when he was 6 or 7 years old, and he found the video footage of the Chicago Bulls in the 90s from his father's collection, and since then he has fallen in love with basketball and the No. 23.

He began to imitate Michael Jordan's movements on the basketball court, and he was also talented and learned well. By junior high school, there were few of his peers on the basketball court who were his opponents.

However, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky, and he meets a stronger opponent.

He couldn't beat it until one time, he inadvertently elbowed his opponent, causing him to faint, and the team that had lost its trump card suddenly lost its soul and became helpless. And his team won the final victory as a result.

He told himself over and over again in his heart that victory is the most important thing, and that if you win, others don't care what means you use.

Others will only remember the winners, and the losers will soon be forgotten by the masses.

In competitive sports, victory is always the most important thing! For the rest, to hell with him! This is Han so-chul's credo.

……

Han Xiuzhe leaned against Ye Minghao in the bottom corner, and his thoughts gradually returned to the arena.

"What? Want to hit me in the back? “

Ye Minghao's eyes were full of eyes that let the horse come.

Han Xiuzhe hit his back, turned around, and then turned towards Ye Minghao head-on, the speed was very fast, Ye Minghao "Huh", subconsciously dodged back, and suddenly his eyes were dark, and then his nose was hit hard by the opponent's elbow.

Ye Minghao only felt a chill in his nose, and then cold blood flowed out.

He clutched his nose and fell to the ground in pain.

There was silence at first, followed by an uproar, and on the side of the Zhongling bench, all the players rushed up and wanted to beat Han Xiuzhe.

And the players on the Huaqing bench also stood up one after another, and the two sides suddenly pushed together, and all kinds of scolding came one after another, and the game was interrupted.

It wasn't until the security guards came out that the angry sides were pulled apart.

He Ming pointed at Han Xiuzhe's nose and scolded, "You #¥......&*, I&...... ......"If the referee hadn't stopped him, it would have been a left hook when he went up."

"I'm not sure if you did it on purpose, but playing with you, you make me feel sick!"

As the captain, Zhang Qiang forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and glared at Han Xiuzhe angrily.

Han Xiuzhe looked at him coldly, "I'm sorry, but I didn't mean to. This is an unintentional mistake. On the pitch, bumps and bumps are inevitable. “

With that, he returned to the bench and ignored the gazes of the people in the room.

In the audience, Zero gritted his teeth, "It's on purpose!" It's so shameless! “

She Wei sighed, "So he didn't mean that only he knew it, how could others know?" There was no replay at the scene. If you really want to track it down, you can only wait until the game is over. It's just that at that time, the victory and defeat have been decided, and the truth is not so important......"

"This ...... Is No. 7 okay? “

"I'm not a doctor, don't ask me, just look at the situation, the injury is not light, at least in the first half, I can't play."

Ye Minghao covered his nose, and the coach and league staff helped him out of the gymnasium.

His nose had been broken and bleeding profusely, and he needed to find a nearby hospital to stop the bleeding.

"Coach, go back...... The team needs you...... You tell everyone for me, and I'll be back! Let them hold on! “

Ye Minghao couldn't even open his eyes in pain, but he still barely showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

Liu Yu stepped forward and grabbed his shoulders, "It's important to stop the bleeding, the game or something, I'm very satisfied with this point." There is no need to put too much pressure on yourself. “

His eyes were a little red, this was just a seventeen-year-old boy, but he became the ace of the team, attacking and defending on his shoulders, and resisting the team on his shoulders. He felt that he was not too demanding of this teenager.

Ye Minghao slurred his words: "You said that you handed over the team to me." That's what I'm going to do! ”

……

The game continued after a few minutes of interruption, but both Zhongling and Huaqing on the field seemed to have lost the mentality of playing.

Seems a little absent-minded.

However, without Ye Minghao, Zhongling's strength has obviously dropped a lot, and the score that was finally equalized was quickly overtaken.

Especially Han Xiuzhe, almost no one in Zhongling can restrain him, there are breakthroughs, mid-range shots, and three-point shooting, and he acts like a qualified leader.

Eventually, the first half ended.

Zhongling 28:32 Huaqing, temporarily behind by 4 points.

In the locker room, there was a dead silence on Huaqing's side, everyone looked at Han Xiuzhe, and they couldn't help but think about whether he was intentional or not.

Han Xiuzhe himself was as cold as ice, and he couldn't see the slightest expression.

"Very good, the No. 7 on the other side is gone, Xiuzhe, you fire with all your strength in the second half, and try to open up the difference in one fell swoop!" The coach of Huaqing University applauded and encouraged his disciples.

Han Xiuzhe nodded expressionlessly, and after a long time, he looked at Dongye, "Dongye, what is the strength of the one who defended you?" ”

"So-so, I can handle it." Higashino shook his hand confidently.

"Okay, then I'll be relieved to fire, and I'm relieved to have you to protect the rebound."

"Haha, just vote!" Higashino patted his chest.

In the Zhongling locker room, everyone was a little at a loss, and before they knew it, they were used to Ye Minghao's existence, and with Ye Minghao there, they were confident that the team could win.

Now, for the first time, they had this kind of question in their hearts, what if Ye Minghao couldn't come back? So, can the team win? Can we beat our opponents?

Zhang Qiang thought for a while, as the captain of the team, he had to stand up and say something at this time.

But he couldn't say anything.

It was in this embarrassing silence that the second half began.

Huaqing's side is united to take advantage of this rare opportunity to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop. On the Zhongling side, it looks like a headless fly, at a loss.

Zhang Qiang looked at his teammates, "No matter what, we have come to this day, and perhaps this is the most difficult moment since the start of our national competition." But we can't give up, if Ming Hao can't come back, then we should greet him with the victory in this game! “

"Well said! One, two, three, Zhongling ......"

"Rise to !!"

Zhongling's momentum was also ignited, and they were playing with anger, eager to tear their opponents apart with each ball and break it until it was bitten to pieces.

Liu Yu, who was sitting on the field, looked at the high-spirited and imposing Zhongling on the field, and the team had a new look and burst out with vitality that had never been seen before.

Perhaps, they can't burst out more energy on the offensive end, because they lack the strongest attacking point, but in defense, everyone spares no effort and never lets Huaqing easily cross the thunder pool!

However, without Ye Minghao, the strength of the two sides suddenly became disparity, originally Zhongling and Huaqing were comparable, and now one side has lost the strongest point and organization point, after the initial discomfort of facing Zhongling's dog-biting stubborn defense, Huaqing gradually found the state of the offensive end.

60:48, which was the score at the end of the third quarter, and Zhongling trailed by 12 points.

The Huaqing fans at the scene have already begun to cheer, and the fans in Zhongling are all like ashes, feeling that the score is only difficult to catch up, especially without Ye Minghao.

At this moment, a figure appeared in the players' tunnel, wearing the newly changed No. 7 jersey with a plausible smile on his face.

"Oh my God, he's back!"

"The King is back!"

"God, will Zhongling win!"

The Zhongling fans at the scene suddenly fell into a boil, and all the Zhongling players stood up and looked at Ye Minghao who returned to the field in disbelief.

On the other side, the Huaqing players were also a little stunned, and Han Xiuzhe looked at him in disbelief, how could it be, wasn't he afraid? Isn't there a psychological shadow?