As a player, there is no doubt that Yang Fan's depiction of the scene is moving, and that kind of environment is the paradise that almost every basketball player yearns for. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info don't think about right and wrong, human feelings, everything is eaten by craftsmanship, don't worry about not meeting Bole, talent is buried, the stairs up have already been paved, it depends on whether you have the ability to climb up.

Looking at Yang Fan's thoughtful look, Mizuno Yohei understood in his heart that what he said before had an effect.

"I came to see a news article on the plane this time." Yohei Mizuno said as he pulled out a piece of paper from his jacket pocket. Yang Fan took it, this is a half-page of "Xin'an Evening News", the title reads, "Looking for the next Yao Ming? It's better to save this one Yang Fan! 》

There is his name in the title, although he hasn't looked down yet, but Yang Fan has already guessed the content of the article. Yang Fan quickly scanned the entire article, and then respectfully returned the newspaper to Yohei Mizuno.

Mizuno carefully folded the newspaper and put it back in his pocket. His action reminded Yang Fan of his grandfather, and he often put the newspaper he finished reading in the pocket of his jacket.

"When I saw this report, I thought that such a good seedling is not only the hope of you Chinese, but also the hope of the whole East Asia, and even the entire yellow race. I don't really know much about the Chinese system, but as far as I know, you're likely to not be able to play for three or four years. When Mizuno Yohei said this, regret was written on his face. Yang Fan couldn't see whether his regret was from the heart, or whether he deliberately performed it for himself.

"There is an old Chinese saying that blessings and misfortunes depend on them, and misfortunes lurk in disguise. If you don't say it's right, don't laugh. Mizuno raised his head slightly, as if thoughtful, because he had to think about the next paragraph.

"When I came to Hefei this time, the original arrangement was to have a friendly match with Hegong University, and then select a few students as exchange students to study at Thammasat University."

Yang Fan nodded politely, his mind was not on Mizuno Yohei's words at all, because it had nothing to do with him at all.

Mizuno Yohei also seemed to notice this, he paused, and then said in an orderly manner: "There was only one place, but after the battle in the morning, none of them could make me willingly hand over this place. ”

Yang Fan's brows were tightly locked, and he was thinking about the meaning of Mizuno Yangping's words.

"I have to say that it is a fate that you and I met." Yohei Mizuno changed his words, "Yesterday at Mr. Ding's restaurant, I was surprised when I first heard your name. ”

"To be honest, I didn't feel it." Yang Fan said with a smile, and Mizuno Yohei also smiled: "People are old, and their reactions may be a little sluggish. ”

"I sympathize with your plight, so I want to give you a chance, I wonder if you are willing to take it?"

"Oh, I don't know what kind of opportunity it is."

"The second half is about to start, are you willing to play for that kid from Hefei No. 8 Middle School for a while?" Yohei Mizuno pointed to No. 8 on the field, he was gasping for breath on the field at the moment, and it could be seen that the intensity of this teaching match had exceeded his limit, "I don't think he can hold it anymore, right?" ”

Yang Fan nodded: "Yes, I am willing to accept this challenge."

Mizuno Yohei shook his head: "It's not a challenge, it's just a test." ”

Mizuno Yohei's tone of voice was very polite, but the semantics were full of arrogance, which was like a cold wind blowing in from his neckline in winter, which made Yang Fan uncomfortable. At first, that little bit of goodwill also disappeared with this discomfort.

Mizuno Yohei waved in the distance, and soon, the young man who had just led Yang Fan in ran over. Mizuno Yohei whispered a few words to him, and the young man nodded and ran to the bench of Hefei No. 8 Middle School.

"You don't have to put too much pressure on you, after all, it's just a friendly match, and I won't judge your ability by winning or losing the game."

"Mr. Mizuno, there's something I don't quite understand." Yang Fan said very sincerely.

"You're welcome, we're friends, just ask."

"Why do you think I'm going to accept your terms?"

Mizuno Yang calmed down for a moment, it was true, Yang Fan never expressed any interest from beginning to end, just because he accepted his proposal, so he took it for granted that Yang Fan was very interested in this matter.

"My juniors are so hospitable, they don't want to embarrass the guests too much, I'm different. Also, our school's team has fought against Hegong University, and I know their strength, with all due respect, as far as the team you lead, it is still a little worse. ”

There was a thorn in these words, and Mizuno Yohei's face was very ugly. However, he quickly adjusted: "You are indeed an excellent strategist, and your mind attack technique is still very powerful. ”

This is the first time that someone has praised Yang Fan for knowing how to attack the heart, Yang Fan himself understands very well, as a basketball player, he has also tried to spray trash talk to the opponent and interfere with the other party's emotions, but because of his stupid mouth, it will make him even more embarrassed, if it is not for luck, he doesn't know how to end it in the end.

"Thank you for the compliment, your assistant is here, he should have already agreed with the Eighth Middle School, I will go over and report to my team members first."

Without waiting for Mizuno Yangping to speak, Yang Fan left directly.

"Hey, young man......" Mizuno shook his head meaningfully. His purpose has been achieved. Yang Fan is proud of his talents, his eyes are empty, if he tells him his true thoughts directly, what he will get back must be a firm or euphemistic refusal. But now it's different, Yang Fan is like a pile of dry firewood, and he has already set him on fire with a few words. As long as his own team can extinguish his arrogance, it will be difficult for him to rekindle it.

"Psychological warfare is the top, and military warfare is the bottom." Mizuno Yohei touched his chin proudly, this sentence is still a wise saying he learned from "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" when he was young. Being able to apply the tactics of the Chinese to the Chinese is a more interesting thing for him.

He subconsciously glanced at the bench, this is not a team composed entirely of high school students, about half of the team is the main force of the college league, specially recruited for this exchange game, among which the No. 11 scoring guard is the main player of the Japanese national youth team, Takuya Kawamura, he is 1.91 meters tall, and he looks taller than Yang Fan.

How could such a team lose? Yohei Mizuno smiled with satisfaction, everything was in his plan.