With so little time left, your opponents already celebrating, and everyone around you has already admitted your impending defeat, do you dare to fight for basketball again and complete this incredible holy war from man to god? ）

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Wuhan Light and Shadow Media, Sports Column.

Cao Xi stood helplessly in front of a black-lacquered desk, already sweating profusely before he could speak.

In front of him was a middle-aged man sitting casually, flipping through a bunch of projects in his hands, but his eyes glanced at the computer from time to time, occasionally shaking the cigarette ash into the ashtray, or holding up the water glass on the side, in short, there was not a single eye or a second of effort to look at Cao Xi.

For half an hour, Cao Xi had been standing here for half an hour, and even he didn't know that he had never been very serious, and he would maintain a standard standing style in such an office for half an hour, and even his trousers were a little wet with his hands tightened.

Yes, he was too nervous!

"Hmm."

The director spoke, after he shook off the cigarette butts for an unknown number of times, and after the water in the cup was changed for an unknown number of times.

Cao Xi hurriedly moved his feet to make his body straighter, so he was very energetic, he was afraid that the hair he had spent half an hour on would suddenly fall down and make him lose face. But as soon as he moved, he found that his body was extremely sore, as if he had been exercising vigorously for several days in a row, when in fact he did not.

Yes, he was too nervous!

His head was lowered slightly, and his usually unruly head was much lower than usual, making it seem that he could not see the director's face clearly through the thick lenses.

None of that matters, though, because words are everything.

"Cao Xi."

"Huh!" Cao Xi almost agreed.

"I've read the email you just sent me."

Call.

Cao Xi lowered his head and gasped for turbidity, he was very cool at this moment. He was already thinking about what kind of cigarettes he would have to give to this director, Boss Yan, in the future, whether it was Yellow Crane Tower 1916 or Purple Qi from the east?

"Yes." Cao Xi promised.

"I heard that you used to work under Editor-in-Chief Mo, and recently you were transferred to Editor-in-Chief Li, right?"

"Yes, yes." Cao Xi didn't dare to slack off.

"What position are you in as a journalist now?" The director took another glass of water and drank it.

"The third level, mobile reporter, is now mainly responsible for the Wuhan High School basketball part." Cao Xi's words were fast, but clear.

"Well, what day is it today?" The Superintendent placed his contents on the table.

"Monday."

"Tonight, you and Editor-in-Chief Li will go to Hongshan Gymnasium together, and let him decide on other things." The director got up and patted Cao Xi on the shoulder meaningfully, every blow made Cao Xi unbearable, but every time he made his heart restless.

At the last moment when the door rang, laughter was heard.

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Beifu Tianquan Gymnasium, 2 p.m. Since the official opening of the Tianquan Gymnasium, that is, after the competition in the Imperial Capital, the Beifu No. 1 Middle School team has been allowed to train here.

"Quick, quick, quick!"

As soon as the door is opened, the sound can be heard.

The voices of coaches Fang Sheng and Qin Feng resounded throughout the arena.

"Find the right position for Whistling Sky."

"Li Lang, the rebound should be stuck in position, card position!"

"Mu Shangtian, run more actively!"

"Zhong Jinyun, what's the matter with you!"

Beifu No. 1 Middle School is undergoing the last intensive training session before the semi-finals.

At four o'clock, the training was over, and everyone rushed to the locker room to take a shower and change clothes to adjust the final state. Seven o'clock in the evening is when the semi-finals begin, and everyone is hurrying around.

And Zhong Jinyun was left alone by Qin Feng.

"What's wrong with you?" Qin Feng asked.

Zhong Jinyun slapped the basketball and was indifferent.

"Come here, Zhong Jinyun!" Qin Feng scolded.

Zhong Jinyun stopped and walked over.

"What's the matter with you, I'm a little out of shape today." Qin Feng asked again. He saw something, and through Zhong Jinyun's training, running, shooting, and some tactical use, he seemed to be a little absent-minded.

"I'm fine, Captain." Zhong Jinyun replied.

"Adjust well, the semi-finals are not a lot of pressure for us in Beifu, learn to adjust your mentality, your emotions must be in the best state, and don't think about some irrelevant things." After Qin Feng finished speaking, he walked to the locker room. As captain, he still has a lot to deal with.

"I will." Zhong Jinyun returned to the court and continued to find the ball.

And the trip before the semi-finals is already imminent.

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On the side of Wu Street.

Xie Cangxing beckoned to stop a taxi and pushed Xie Yingyi into the car.

As soon as he sat down, Xie Yingyi teased: "Brother still can't change the old look, it's just so urgent, don't you just watch the finals." ”

"If you hadn't said that crazy state, I wouldn't be interested, but now it's different, and I have too much to expect."

"Is it that attractive?"

"I've seen it a long time ago, you say!"

"I hope it will appear."

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At 5:40 p.m., in addition to the party in the third year of high school, the entire Beifu No. 1 Middle School made an exception for a night self-study vacation, which made a group of people in the fourth class happy to death, to put it bluntly, it was still in the way of Zhong Jinyun's light.

"I don't know, how many people from our school will go to Hongshan Gymnasium today, it's exciting to think about it!" Li Qin sighed.

"yes, let's have a meal, speed to kill, listen to the people in the basketball club, we still have a place." Li Weiping said.

Zhao Biao came over, held up the ticket and said, "Zhong Jinyun, this kid, can really get the ticket, and he can turn it over tonight." ”

"By the way, eldest sister, why isn't she there?" Li Tiande asked suddenly.

"God knows, I guess I'll go ahead and follow Bu Xiaotian."

"Really?"

……

Seven o'clock in the evening.

The two teams of students and some spectators formed an entire viewing group, which was nearly 5,000 people.

After the four classes sat down, they found that the position was very forward, surrounded by students from Beifu, and the same as the team uniforms of Beifu No. 1 Middle School on the field, the blue storm swept the entire quarter of the stands.

The audience seat of Beifu No. 1 Middle School is facing the Tianqi No. 6 Middle School cheering group wearing golden uniforms.

Under the leadership of the basketball club, the people on both sides began to warm up, what banners, the cheering group all began to appear, Tianqi No. 6 Middle School was beating drums, and Beifu No. 1 Middle School was cheerleaders performing in the stands.

The spectators on both sides were the first to fight.

Under the signal of referee Xu Qi, the players of both sides have begun to warm up in the last 5 minutes before the game, and the coaches of both sides have already sat in their positions.

On the commentary stage, Mao Li, a fan of Beifu Zhongfan, was already seated, and next to him was Qi Gang, the authoritative commentator of Wuhan High School basketball.

Everything is ready to go.

……

Grandstand.

Cao Xi stretched out his hand and handed a glass of water to the editor-in-chief Li next to him, and said resignedly: "Editor-in-chief, that cyan dress No. 24 is the central figure of my report." He's amazing. ”

The editor-in-chief didn't squeak, but his eyes had already told him very clearly: I will watch!

And the other side of the stands.

Liu Xiyun also sat in a particularly front place, but her position was on the side of the organizer.

"Xiao Nizi, your school is playing quite well this year." A flat-headed man with eyes said.

"Dad, can you call me that outside?"

"Oh hehe, good, good. My daughter has grown up. Liu Jianye laughed.

After laughing, he turned to a young man with notes next to him and said, "Xiao Wang, remember this game well." ”

"Okay, Mr. Liu."

"Especially that teal dress No. 23." Liu Jianye looked at his daughter and admonished.

"And that number 24." Liu Xiyun added.

"Number 24?" Liu Jianye was puzzled, and then said, "Remember, Xiao Wang." ”

"Well, Mr. Liu, which No. 24?"

"Whoever remembers whom."

……

Before the start of the game, the starting lists of the players of both sides quickly swiped the screen, and at the same time, accompanied by the chorus of the audience, they had to cheer up their teams at the first time.

Beifu No. 1 Middle School:

Point Guard: Qi Tie (1)

Shooting Guard: Zhong Jinyun (24)

Small Forward: Whistling Sky (23)

Power Forward: Wei Wei (21)

Center: Qin Feng (11)

Tianqi No. 6 Middle School:

Point Guard: Li Yueling (7)

Shooting Guard: Xiao Wei (24)

Small forward: Chen Hao (10)

Power Forward: Huang Hanjie (9)

Center: Huang Hao (15)

……

When the players on both sides came on the stage, a man wearing black-rimmed glasses appeared in the farthest stand, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's on the field, isn't it?" ”

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As soon as the two No. 24s on the field met, Xiao Wei told Zhong Jinyun, who was a little hesitant, with his eyes: In this game, I am the best scoring guard in Wuhan!