Chapter Seventy-Three: The Underrated Zijin Middle School
Ye Hai couldn't help but take a few steps back because of Yan Zihan's approach, and it wasn't until he left the distance of three steps that he stopped and said, "I'm sorry, please keep your distance from me, we don't get along, not to mention that you are Sun Bin's girlfriend now, you have to pay more attention to proportion." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Yan Zihan showed a mocking smile and said, "I didn't do anything, why are you so nervous?" After a pause, Yan Zihan continued: "You haven't answered my question yet. ”
Ye Haidao: "Thank you for the gift, but I hope you can understand that I only have Ji Yanran alone in my heart, and there is no place for anyone else." Sun Bin is a good friend of mine, I hope you can treat him well. ”
Yan Zihan sneered and replied, "I will handle my own affairs by myself, so I don't need you to worry about it." ”
After saying that, both of them fell silent, "Bang! With a bang, the door was opened, and Sun Bin held the tray and said loudly: "Ye Hai, hurry, I'm not moving!" ”
"How did you take so many things! Holy, it's so heavy! ”
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After Yan Zihan intimately packed up Sun Bin's belongings, he left the room with the vegetable sandwich that Sun Bin bought. After Yan Zihan left, Ye Hai breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Sun Bin, who still had a happy look, and said, "Yan Zihan is good to you, I will help you pack your things when I first came." ”
"Hey, hey." Sun Bin smiled embarrassedly and said, "**Silk also has spring." ”
Ye Hai looked at Sun Bin's happy smile and thought silently: "I hope you and Yan Zihan can have a good result." ”
There was nothing to say that night, listening to the occasional sound of cars outside the window, and the slight breathing sound of Sun Bin beside him, Ye Hai gradually fell asleep.
The next morning, the players of the whole team gathered in the restaurant for breakfast according to the instructions of coach Ding Guoshun, and prepared to go to the venue for adaptive training.
Ye Hai and Sun Bin walked to the table next to Heimu and sat down with the buffet plate, and found that Heimu's face was not very good.
"Okay, you don't have to care about these comments, hurry up and eat, and you have to adapt to the venue after eating." Lao Ding rushed to blow up the players, and everyone sat down one after another, eating breakfast and exchanging something.
After a while, Liaoyuan also sat on the table of Ye Hai and Sun Bin with a dinner plate, looking at Ye Hai's questioning expression, Liaoyuan put a newspaper in front of Ye Hai, and said with a smile: "That's it, you will understand after reading it." ”
Ye Hai put the newspaper away, Sun Bin immediately stretched out his head, and a newspaper called Oriental Sports appeared on the introduction of the high school basketball national competition held in Shanghai, which occupied two full pages of the article, and introduced the teams participating in the national competition.
For the two teams participating in Jinling this time, the author of the article has a high opinion of Shuren National High School: the multinational team, which has participated in the national competition for four consecutive times and won the national runner-up last year, has added a champion-level Chinese player from the United States Ji Qingchuan's Shuren International Senior High School this year, whether it can lose to Beijing's representative team Hu Huyun Middle School in last year's finals this year, it is exciting, and the MVP-level duel between Ji Qingchuan and Che Yicheng, known as 'China's No. 1 high school student', is also worth noting!
Seeing the author's evaluation of Zijin Middle School in the article, Ye Hai and Sun Bin couldn't help frowning: the core members of the new army Zijin Middle School are center Heimu and scoring guard Liaoyuan, a traditional combination of one inside and one outside, in the case of last year's Jinling representative team China Southern Airlines No. 1 Middle School unexpectedly lost the right to qualify, but lost in the duel with Shuren National High School, showing the immaturity of this team, and accumulating experience in the national competition is their most practical goal in this competition.
Ye Hai glanced at the grouping of the competition, last year's champions and runners-up were divided into the upper and lower divisions, while Zijin Middle School and Huyun Middle School were divided into the upper half of the district, and Shuren National High School was divided into the lower half.
Ye Hai silently closed the newspaper, contrary to everyone's performance, and said with a shallow smile: "Isn't this better?" Because there is no expectation, we will not have the pressure to play, and the team that plays against us will be easy to take lightly. ”
Liaoyuan stuffed a mouthful of eggs into his mouth, and said appreciatively to Ye Hai's attitude: "Yes, I think so too, anyway, our performance will not change because of how the article is written, just give full play to the level it should be!" ”
Sun Bin said: "We went to adapt to the venue this morning, will there be a game in the afternoon?" I heard that at today's opening ceremony, there will be last year's champions and runners-up respectively, so this afternoon, you can see the games of Ji Qingchuan, Che Yicheng, and Liu Peng. ”
"Yes, the opening ceremony in the afternoon will be followed by two opening matches between last year's champion and runner-up teams. That's why we had to leave early and go to the stadium to have a footing. ”
"Let's go!" Led by captain Kuroki, the players boarded the team's bus and headed to the stadium at the Oriental Sports Center.
Arriving at the venue, looking up and seeing tall basketball players everywhere, Ye Hai followed the large group into the competition venue, surrounded by a large number of reporters placing their equipment, and in the center of the court, a group of cheerleaders of the team were rehearsing dances, preparing for the arrival of the opening ceremony.
Kuroki led the team to the allotted practice court, only to find that there was already a team training here.
"I'm sorry, but this piece of land seems to be ours." Kuroki took out the field list allocated for the tournament and said to the players who were practicing on this field.
One of the opposing players with a mustache turned around, glanced at the tall Kuroki, and said, "It doesn't matter, anyway, you're going home tomorrow, there's no need to be so serious, let's hurry up and visit Shanghai and feel the atmosphere of the metropolis." ”
"Huh?! ~~" The players from Zijin Middle School couldn't help but change color when they heard the mustache's arrogant words. Young people are very angry!
Ye Hai suddenly pointed to his mustache and said, "Isn't this a high school basketball game?" Why can a middle-aged person participate? ”
Everyone immediately looked at the blue-faced mustache, indeed! The player with the mustache looks older, although it is not as exaggerated as Ye Hai said, but he looks a few years older than his peers.
"Hahaha~~~" Zijin's players laughed loudly when they heard this, and made their position of solidarity with Ye Hai clear.
The players on the opposite side heard the provocative voices and laughter of Ye Hai and Zijin's players, and they gathered to move closer to Ye Hai and Zijin's players, and it looked like a big battle was about to start. At this critical moment, Xia Lan suddenly appeared, and the members of the organizing committee of the event appeared.
The members of the organizing committee lifted their glasses, looked at these tense young men, and said: "What are you going to do, don't gather here, go back to your own venue to practice, if you dare to make trouble before the game, you will be disqualified from the competition!" ”
Seeing the people from the organizing committee appear, the mustache softened significantly, but before leaving, the players who still pointed at Ye Hai and Zijin said cruelly: "I remember you, boy, your opponent in the next game is our Mingdao Middle School, pack your bags and go home as soon as possible, new army boys." ”
Ye Hai replied without hesitation: "This sentence is exactly what I want to say to you." ”
Heimu, who had been standing aside and didn't speak, even said: "Isn't Mingdao Middle School the team that represents Sichuan in the national competition every year, and then travels in one round every time, and this year it should be the same result." ”
Seeing the other party's fierce eyes staring at Kuroki, Liaoyuan couldn't help but scratch his forehead with his hand, revealing a wry expression and thinking, "This tomorrow's game will be good." ”