Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Third Round: Fuji United High School (Jinan)
Zijin Middle School successfully entered the top 16, and Shuren National High School, another team representing Jinling, also defeated the opponent without suspense and entered the top 16 hand in hand with Zijin Middle School. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
The next morning, two newspapers representing the city's identity detonated the news hotspots of the high school national competition that day.
Jinling Sports News: Jinling double-strong joined hands to enter the top 16, and the dark horse Zijin was born and defeated the Shanghai champion!
Oriental Sports News: Coach Huazheng regrets underestimating the enemy, if Wang Chen can defeat the opponent in the whole game! Zijin Middle School's 'dark horse' is suspicious!
Looking at the two newspapers, Ye Hai was eating fried buns with local characteristics while flipping through the newspapers of the day.
"Jinling... and Shanghai's... Sports Media... It is to completely put the beam... It's over. Sun Bin chewed the hot fried fried in his mouth, and said vaguely in his mouth.
"I don't want to be a tool for the media to talk about. We should be keeping an eye on the opponents in the next game, with Fuji United looking to be more difficult to deal with. Ye Hai said.
And Mao Xianyong, who was sitting with them, couldn't help but think of the intimidating Fuji power forward Xu Zhibin under the basket.
Just thinking about it, Ding Guoshun came to the place where the three of them were sitting and sat down, and said with a smile: "Are you confident in the afternoon game?" β
"There must be!" Sun Bin's answer was always unthinking and full of confidence, "Our team's interior line has Kuroki and Mao Xianyong in battle, the combination of giant towers and tanks, how can you be afraid of a wolf?" β
Ding Guoshun smiled at Sun Bin's confident answer, looked at Mao Xianyong, who did not move, and said: "In fact, if you pay too much attention to your opponent before or during the game, it is easy to lose your own characteristics. Our Zijin Middle School is a new army in the national competition, there is no baggage, as long as you do your best and play your own style and characteristics, then you have no regrets. β
Mao Xianyong looked up at the coach and found that Ding Guoshun's eyes flashed with kindness, and he couldn't help nodding silently and smiling back with 'rest assured'.
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In the afternoon, the Oriental Sports Middle School was full of people, and the media and reporters rushed back and forth, so that people knew the fiery atmosphere of the competition. Zijin Middle School, which was ready to compete for the top 8 seats, came to the competition venue early to prepare for the warm-up. The Fuji United on the opposite side came earlier, and the players were already sweating slightly, while Fuji's big forward Xu Zhibin had already finished warming up, sitting on the sidelines to replenish water, and looking at the Zijin players who were warming up with sharp eyes.
"Hey, Ye Hai, look at that No. 21, is it really a high school student?" Sun Bin's gossip style did not change in a tense atmosphere, and he was still joking with Ye Hai while warming up.
Ye Hai turned his face and saw Xu Zhibin with a beard and a somewhat rough face, if it wasn't for Sun Bin's reminder, Ye Hai really didn't think to think about the other party's age, it seems... It really doesn't seem like a high school student.
Without waiting for Ye Hai to speak, Liaoyuan, who was standing behind Ye Hai and Sun Bin, took the lead and said: "Xu Zhibin has no record of appearing in the last national competition, so he should be a first-year high school student like you." β
βwhatοΌβ Ye Hai and Sun Bin looked at Liaoyuan in disbelief, and after seeing the other party's affirmative nod in response, Sun Bin spoke: "I thought he was at least a senior in high school, but I didn't expect to be the same age as us." β
"He's physically strong as an interior player." Ye Hai couldn't help but observe this inside power forward of the same age as himself again, and his strong body already had the ability to play inside the professional league.
"He reminds me of Battelle of the CBA Xinjiang team, and he seems to be much more flexible than the other side." Mao Xianyong, who came back from running the basket, also joined the combination of talking about Xu Zhibin, after all, in this game, he had to directly oppose this terrible opponent.
"Have you forgotten what Lao Ding said in the morning? Focus on yourself and warm up! After speaking, Ye Hai ran out of the team, received a ball from Xia Lan and dunked with one hand, but he felt a trace of nervousness and excitement in his heart.
Outside the game, Zhu Yi and Xu Xiaoran, a pair of enemies who collided with both the media and reality, clashed again.
When Zhu Yixing rushed to the competition venue of Zijin Middle School with Hou Tian early, he was surprised to find that Xu Xiaoran had actually occupied the best location in the shooting corner first.
"Hey, be reasonable!" Zhu Yi said angrily, "There is no team from Shanghai in this venue, why do you occupy this shooting position." β
And Xu Xiaoran replied without changing his face and heartbeat: "I just want to see what kind of level your Jinling's 'dark horse', Zijin Middle School, will show in this competition." The opponent is Fuji United, which has always been strong in the national competition. After the last fluke victory over Shanghai's Huazheng High School, this Fuji United Middle School will not be careless, so this is the real test of the dark horse components of the purple and gold game. β
From Xu Xiaoran's words, Zhu Yi heard that the other party was very unconvinced by Hua Zheng's loss to Zijin in the last game, and couldn't help but show a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "It turns out that I was worried about being eliminated by our Jinling team, don't worry, you still have a chance next year." β
When Xu Xiaoran heard Zhu Yi's cynicism, he couldn't help but change his complexion, turned around and ignored it. And Zhu Yi knew that this woman was not easy to mess with, so he stopped arguing with the other party, and found another position with Hou Tian, while placing the shooting equipment, he made up his mind that the next game must come earlier than the other party!
Before the start of the game, Lao Ding gathered the players together and instructed: "Fuji United is also a veteran team in the national competition, among which this year's big forward Xu Zhibin's personal strength is outstanding, but everyone does not need to have baggage in their hearts, as long as we play our own characteristics, I believe Zijin will be able to win!" β
Listening to Lao Ding's pre-game cheers, the five players who started the game all showed confident looks, and Kuroki, as the captain, said to Lao Ding with promise: "Coach, don't worry, we will definitely defeat the opponent and break into the top 8!" β
Ding Guoshun nodded, and said to Shang Jin and Ding Wei off the court: "This game may need more inside rotation, you have been warming up and ready to appear at any time." β
"Yes!" Shang Jin and Ding Wei also seem to have a premonition that Zijin's inner line has encountered unprecedented challenges today.
On the sidelines, Ji Yanran, Liu Qianqian, and Liu Chen looked at the players on the field with nervous expressions, and in their hearts, they had already learned in advance of the difficulties of this game. Therefore, before the start of the game, Liu Qianqian also stopped Liu Chen from greeting Ye Hai and others on the field, not wanting to divide the hearts of the players before the game.
The players on both sides appeared on the stage, facing their opponent Xu Zhibin, Mao Xianyong did not have the slightest timidity, "No matter what, I will not admit defeat easily!" β
Starting List:
Zijin Middle School (Jinling):
Center: Kuroki, No. 2, 2.04m; Power forward: Mao Xianyong, No. 10, 1.97m; Small forward: Ye Hai, No. 7, 1.90m; Shooting guard: Liaoyuan, No. 9, 1.88m; Defender: Sun Bin, No. 3, 1.82m.
Fuji Lianzhong (Jinan):
Center: Han Qifeng, No. 8, 2.03m; Power forward: Xu Zhibin, No. 21, 2.01m; Small forward: Ma Xiao, No. 4, 1.92m; Shooting guard: Yang Xiang, No. 5, 1.87m; Defender: He Zhengke, No. 1, 1.81m.
When jumping the ball in the game, Kuroki stood in the middle circle and was surprised to see that the opponent sent not the tallest center Han Qifeng, but Xu Zhibin, nicknamed the 'Wolf King', to jump the ball.
"So confident?" Kuroki thought to himself.
When jumping the ball, it is generally the tallest player in the team, that is, the center player, who jumps the ball, and only when there are other players on your team who have a clear win in the bounce, will someone else be selected to jump the ball on behalf of the team. And Fuji United sent Xu Zhibin to jump the ball, which is obviously the trust in Xu Zhibin's jumping ball.
Kuroki stared intently at the basketball in the referee's hand, thinking that he must not let his opponent win the first game at the beginning.
The referee's whistle sounded, and the ball was thrown high into the air, and Kuroki jumped up first, reaching for the basketball in the air before Xu Zhibin. Then Xu Zhibin, who was preemptive, kicked the ground violently, accompanied by the roar when he jumped, and suddenly dialed the basketball in the air with extraordinary speed and bounce, which greatly surprised Kuroki.
After Xu Zhibin dialed the ball to his point guard He Zhengke, he ran straight forward, and the Zijin players had quickly returned to their positions, unaffected by the loss of Kuroki's jump ball, and waited for the attack of Fuji United.
Mao Xianyong saw Xu Zhibin running to the inside line, and confidently caught up to jam the opponent's forward position, but suddenly felt a strong attack, this force suddenly made him lose his center of gravity, although the upper body tried his best to resist the other party, but the feet standing on the floor couldn't stop retreating.
The point guard in Fuji United passed the ball to Yang Xiang on the other side outside the three-point line, and at this moment Xu Zhibin was on Yang Xiang's side, Yang Xiang directly hoisted the ball to the inside line, Xu Zhibin did not stop at all after receiving the ball, only heard "Bang!" Syllable! The sound of the basketball hitting the floor, Xu Zhibin dribbled and Mao Xianyong constantly approached the basket, and Mao Xianyong was squeezed back.
Xu Zhibin, who was deep in the basket, turned around and jumped up directly, accompanied by an angry shout, a two-handed dunk, and dunked the ball into the basket. And the surprised Mao Xian looked up bravely, and found that he had been knocked into such a deep place under the basket, and then looked at the position where he was standing, and was hit and retreated a distance of one meter! And his chest is also aching faintly!
"This wolf king is really not simple!" Mao Xianyong encountered a player who was obviously higher than him for the first time, and he couldn't help but feel awe of the opposite player on the field for the first time.