Brush.

Brush.

Brush.

……

5 to 2.

With a clean score, Xiao Qi didn't give Zhong Jinyun a chance to save the situation, and easily took away this heads-up victory.

"Is this the core of Beifu No. 1 Middle School?"

Xiao Qi shook his coat, coldly dropped this sentence, and walked out of the stadium with his head held high.

Call.

Call.

Zhong Jinyun was half-kneeling on the ground, his mouth was panting, his heart was beating fast, his sweat was soaking his body, and countless signs of his body were telling him a fact, a truth that he was unwilling to accept.

He was so defeated!

If a year ago, losing to Duan Yifei on the court in the Imperial Capital was only in the recovery stage, then now his physical functions are several times stronger than that year, but he has nothing to do with Xiao Qi.

That feeling of powerlessness occupied Zhong Jinyun's entire mind for the first time. It gnawed away at Zhong Jinyun's heart, and the god unknowingly planted the seeds of fear in his body.

Not only Zhong Jinyun, but Tang Yi, who has been watching the whole scene from the sidelines, also feels this way.

This Xiao Qi is terrible!

Whether it was ball control, breaking, shooting or even defense, he defeated Zhong Jinyun thoroughly. His impeccable attack not only destroyed Zhong Jinyun's defense, but also destroyed his arrogant confidence. Even outside the court, he didn't dare to look at Xiao Qi again, he was afraid that the terrifying white hair like Sensen's white bones would be implanted in his mind and make him terrified.

Yes, he's terrible!

The autumn wind in Beijing is still blowing, bleak and cold, making every piece of bare skin feel cold to the bone.

……

Beijing.

Meeting room of Beifu No. 1 Middle School Hotel.

"Hey, Zhong Jinyun, here, here." Mu Shangtian beckoned Zhong Jinyun, who had just entered the door, to come over.

"Oh." Zhong Jinyun walked there with blank eyes.

Then Tang Yi also entered the conference room, and Mei Qian saw that everyone was seated, so she started today's team meeting.

The lineup of Guangzhou No. 4 Middle School was projected on the screen, and Mei Qian swept the starting lineup of Guangzhou No. 4 Middle School with the baton while analyzing each position of Guangzhou No. 4 Middle School.

"Point guard Wu Wei, No. 3, height 182. A typical southern defender, not tall, fast, dexterous, good passing, and excellent shooting in open positions, but his breakthrough killing ability is not very good due to his weight limitations. ”

After saying this, Mei Qian turned on another screen. On this screen, a pass and cut cooperation of Guangzhou No. 4 Middle School made everyone's eyes shine, and then Mei Qian said: "He is the most suitable point guard for Xiao Qi, and he basically understands all of Xiao Qi's moves." ”

"Oh."

Everyone promised, and the pass and cut really cooperated well.

"Small forward Li Haoran, No. 7, height 192. Power forward Wang Yanlin, No. 11, height 198. Both men are blue-collar players who excel at pick-and-roll coverage, and they both shoot well in the open space and are tough defensively, but their common weakness is that they have little one-on-one strength. ”

As soon as Mei Qian finished speaking, Zhang Shixi said: "Coach, that means it's good to do a good job of changing defenses on the inside." ”

Mei Qian smiled and nodded, and responded, "That's basically what it means." ”

"Center Han Chao, No. 9, height 201. The frame protection ability is good, and everyone should pay attention to it, he has a good three-point hand, so after the inside block is dismantled, the defense should be made up quickly. ”

"Looks like they're close to us." Mu Shangtian continued.

"Yes, the southern teams are generally not too tall and the style is very close, so they are more familiar." Mei Qian replied.

"Let's talk about Xiao Qi." Bu Xiaotian interjected.

Then Xiao Qi's personal player photos were printed on the screen, and the white hair made Zhong Jinyun in the seat couldn't help but be distracted.

"Xiao Qi, scoring guard, No. 24, height 189." Mei Qian retracted her baton and said very solemnly, "The best scoring guard in the country, with excellent scoring ability, basically no blind spots in the offense, known as the 'offensive kaleidoscope', whether on the ball or without the ball, has a good performance." The style of play is gorgeous, and the offense and defense dominate.

It's by far the toughest opponent we've faced. “

After speaking, Mei Qian deliberately glanced at Zhong Jinyun, hoping that the words just now could ignite Zhong Jinyun's belligerence**, but at this glance, what she saw was lost soul and absent-minded.

"Zhong Jinyun?"

Missy shouted.

No response.

"Zhong Jinyun!"

Mitsune raised her voice.

"Ah, Coach."

Zhong Jinyun woke up like a dream and hurriedly replied.

"You didn't sleep well last night?"

Miasy asked.

"No, Coach." Zhong Jinyun replied.

Mei Qian stopped and said to everyone: "Regarding defense, we still use the defensive system we are most familiar with, pay attention to changing defenses quickly, and the opponent's center receives the ball at the three-point line, and must be saved." Regarding Xiao Qi's defense, always pay attention to the pinch, he is much more difficult to defend than that Mo Yichen. ”

After Mei Qian finished speaking, she suddenly raised her voice and shouted, "Go down and train!" ”

"Yes!" The crowd replied.

The team members walked out of the conference room one by one with high morale, but Zhong Jinyun was the only one who drooped his head and didn't seem to be in good spirits.

What happened to him?

……

Training ground.

"Stop, stop!"

Mei Qian yelled.

Everyone immediately stopped running and turned their eyes to the coach.

"Zhong Jinyun, come here."

Missy beckoned.

"Oh."

Close to.

"What's wrong with you, you're not in the state at all." Mitsune asked calmly.

"Nothing, Coach." After Zhong Jinyun finished answering, he glanced away.

"Your state today is really not suitable for participating in joint training, go back and rest." After Mei Qian finished speaking, she patted Zhong Jinyun on the shoulder.

"Yes." Zhong Jinyun did not refuse, packed his backpack, and left the stadium.

"What's wrong with him?"

Mu Shangtian asked the person beside him.

"How do I know?"

No one can answer.

Only Tang Yi looked at Zhong Jinyun's departing back from a distance, and his absent-minded appearance was clearly very depressed.

……

An outdoor court.

The basket kept making a crisp sound, seeing Zhong Jinyun keep accelerating and sprinting, shooting back and forth, but the baskets were all out of the basket to varying degrees, and the sweat soaked his clothes again, Zhong Jinyun ran tiredly, but he didn't get the state he wanted once.

I saw that his mouth kept babbling,

No, no!

……

Wuhan.

A certain community.

"Xiao Luo, have you taken all the things?" A young woman shouted.

"Here we are." There was a young and lovely little girl who jumped out and came out.

The woman smiled and touched the girl's head, and said gently: "When you arrive in Beijing, call your aunt, she will wait for you at the exit, remember to report safety to us when you get off the plane." ”

"Holo."

The girl laughed.

……

At this moment, there are two days left until the quarter.