Although Ran Guangsong can no longer play basketball, he has never given up basketball, on the one hand, it is a hobby. On the other hand, there is faith, maybe basketball is no longer a sport in his heart, but has become a faith, a spiritual faith.

Since he never entered the CBA, he was only able to come to his former alma mater as a basketball coach, at least now he has never left basketball. It seems that basketball and my own mind have merged, just like the NBA player said: basketball is everything to me, and without basketball I may lose the meaning of life.

Thinking that Ran Guangsong took out a cigarette and lit it and smoked it, he spit out the cigarette roll deeply, as if that long sigh had taken all his thoughts away.

"Coach, it's done, what am I doing now?" Yu Yang was sweating profusely, and he regained the same look he had when he first saw him. Ran Guangsong looked at him and asked coldly, "What do you want to do next?" ”

Yu Yang said word by word: "I want to compete, now I need a game." His eyes had clearly told Ran Guangsong that he was sure that there was no room for hesitation.

Ran Guangsong heard this sentence, this sentence was too familiar, for him he couldn't forget it in his life, he had to fall into his own memories.

Ran Guangsong, who was in college, also joined the school team as a sophomore like Yu Yang, and the coach was a stern old man in his fifties. Just the day before the training, the old man looked at the twelve men and asked in his scolding voice, "What do you want to do next?" ”

At the time, everyone was afraid of this old man, because everyone called him the devil coach because he could make a team that seemed to be the worst get results that you didn't expect. However, as he looked at the twelve players solemnly, none of the twelve players spoke.

Just as he was about to speak again, Ran Guangsong took a step without hesitation and said, "I want to compete, and now I need a competition." Then all twelve looked at him, including the old man. Eleven of them had a look of astonishment, and only one of them had an eye of appreciation.

The old man stared at Ran Guangsong deadly, but Ran Guangsong had no tendency to retreat, he and the old man looked at each other, and the collision of eyes was like two martial arts masters about to make a move. No one spoke, and there was a dead silence all around.

After a long time, the old man slowly walked towards Ran Guangsong, when he stretched out his hand, everyone thought that he would beat Ran Guangsong, but he didn't hit Ran Guangsong. He just stretched out his hand and patted his arm and said, "Okay, very good, Ran Guangsong, you said it very well, what I need is a player like this."

I want everyone to remember that we can only show our quality in the game, so we have to accept the game all the time. When you encounter a game, you should be enthusiastic, and when you encounter a game, you should treat my opponent as the strongest opponent, whether he is bad or strong. The most important thing is that I want you to treat every game to me as if it were a championship. ”

This is the first lesson that the old man taught to Ran Guangsong and the eleven players, and that lesson has always been in Ran Guangsong's heart, and he has never forgotten it.

Yu Yang looked at Ran Guangsong, who was already distracted, and he said loudly to Ran Guangsong word by word: "Coach, I need a game, I think only the game can see the flaws of the players." The flaws can only be corrected if they are found, and I hope the coach will be able to arrange a game. We can't train blindly, only by finding the defects of the players can we train for the surname, and only for the training of the surname can we make greater progress. ”

After finishing speaking, Yu Yang's eyes stared straight at Ran Guangsong, and Ran Guangsong's gaze collided with Yu Yang's again. There are too many similarities between the two of them, including the fact that there is no difference in their eyes, Ran Guangsong nodded excitedly and then pointed and said, "You say it again." ”

This voice was a roar in the ears of the players who were training, and they all thought that Ran Guangsong and Yu Yang had fallen out. But in Yu Yang's ears, it was really motivating, motivating him to say it again. Yu Yang raised his voice again and said: "I need a game, I think only the game can see the flaws of the players. The flaws can only be corrected if they are found, and I hope the coach will be able to arrange a game. We can't train blindly, only by finding the defects of the players can we train for the surname, and only for the training of the surname can we make greater progress. ”

The same excited tone, the same unwavering gaze, the same youthful frivolity. Ran Guangsong took a step closer towards Yu Yang, his eyes were sharp, and at this time, Xiao Feng, Brother Violence, Zhang Wang, Xu Hao, coach Qin Tian and others who were practicing all looked at the two men who were looking at each other on the field.

Ran Guangsong stretched out his hand, and the hearts of all the players were hanging, did he want to beat Yu Yang? But there was a hint of a smile in Yu Yang's eyes, a hint of a smile that only he and Ran Guangsong knew, Ran Guangsong didn't hit Yu Yang, he just patted Yu Yang's arm and said, "Okay, what I need is a player like this." The game will be played tomorrow, the goal, ** Sports Academy. ”

At this time, the people on the field who practiced were relieved, and at the same time, there was a smile on their faces, because they were players and they were looking forward to the game as well. The game is the best interpretation of a basketball player, and any player needs a game. They all knew that Yu Yang and Ran Guangsong had just confronted each other, and Yu Yang had won, but was this really the case? Maybe only the two of them know.

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The next day, school.

"Notice, notice. This morning, the whole school did not attend classes, and today our school's basketball team and ** Sports College held a basketball friendly game, and all the students of the school went to cheer. ”

"Notice again, the whole school will not have classes this morning, and today our school's basketball team and ** Sports College will hold a friendly basketball match, and all the students of the school will go to cheer."

Class 9 classroom.

"yes, no class, let's watch a basketball game." This is Xiaoqing's voice, she is always the noisiest.

"Mmmm, yes, it's good, everyone, let's go, let's go down and cheer for Yu Yang, Wang Xiaofeng, and Peng Bang in my class!" This is Ah Shen, he said loudly as he stood on a stool.

"Bah, come on! I don't know if these wastes in our class can make the starter. Jiang Mingtao said in a low voice, and his teammates were also of the same mind as him.

It was a gentler voice that said, "Yes, let's go, classmates." Let's go down. This is Luo Ying, she got up from the stool and walked out, and the classmates also ran out with cheers. Jiang Mingtao looked at Luo Ying's back, his nose was about to smoke.

At this time, the whole campus became enthusiastic, and they came to the large indoor basketball court with a thousand people. There are already a lot of spectators here, which should be some students from the other school, and there are already more than 20 tall basketball players standing on the court.

Luo Ying They came early, there were still empty seats in the front row, and the students of Class 9 rushed up. And next to them are the Class 8 classmates who have been competing with them all along. Luo Ying sat in the front row, her heart was extremely excited, in fact, she didn't like to watch basketball before, since he liked Yu Yang, she liked that exciting feeling.

But the noisiest thing is Xiaoqing next to her, no matter when she is always like that, she is shouting loudly towards the court: "Come on Yanjing ** Sports University!" Oh! There was a commotion among the other classmates next to her, but of course no one heard her.

Luo Ying glanced at her, then shook her head helplessly, so she began to look for Yu Yang's figure on the court, she turned her head to look around on the court, but she didn't see the figure she needed to see. Brother Violence, Xiaofeng, Xu Hao, Liu Ran and others on the court were all practicing, but they didn't see Yu Yang.

"Hey, Yu Yang won't be here!" Luo Ying said in a low voice, her eyes were still looking, and finally she saw the figure in the position where the player was resting. Yu Yang was wearing a black No. 3 jersey with long red bracers on his arms and black bracers on his legs. The whole person looked very energetic, and next to him was the legendary Ran Guangsong of that school.

Compared with Yu Yang, Luo Ying knows more about Ran Guangsong, because Ran Guangsong and Luo Ying's father are classmates. The relationship between the two was very good before, just after having Luo Ying, Luo Ying's father kept talking about Ran Guangsong, Ran Guangsong came out of his father's mouth since he was a child, and Luo Ying was tired of hearing it. But because my father was busy with work, I didn't really know this person, but I saw this mythical character in his father's mouth at school.

Ran Guangsong held a drawing board for the court in his hand, which was reserved for tactical command. He miraculously put on a suit today, and his hair was also covered with some perfume, it seems that Ran Guangsong attaches great importance to this game.

Yu Yang sat on the stool and said, "Coach, I appreciate a good coach like you. ”

Ran Guangsong didn't look at Yu Yang, he stretched out his hands to support his chin and said, "This is not said casually, no one has ever said such a thing to me, why?" ”

Yu Yang looked at Ran Guangsong, a smile appeared on his face and said: "Actually, you can imagine that you were a domineering young man when you were young, I have to say that you are very arrogant and arrogant, but this is a bit of a non-answer." The real reason is that you never give up on winning a game, you don't think of yourself as a coach in your heart, you think of yourself as a player, because you want to win, even more than a player. That's right? ”

Ran Guangsong's thumb trembled, his heart was guessed by the young man, and he let go of the hand that was holding his chin. Then he leaned back, clasping his hands to his chest, his eyes already telling others that he was reminiscing, remembering that story that belonged to him.

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