As soon as they walked into the basketball court of No. 1 Middle School, Wang Lizhong and Duan Chengcheng saw Qian Kun and Shan Mingtang sitting high in the audience.

After arranging the basic training, Duan Cheng pushed Wang Lizhong to the side of the No. 1 venue.

"What's the situation?" Duan Cheng asked.

Zhang Daqing glanced at the stands, recalled the scene just now, and laughed contemptuously: "Hmph~ Children's Hall of Fame!" ”

"Hello, I'm Qian Kun, he's Shan Mingtang! We are the basketball team of Quancheng No. 2 Middle School! Come and see and learn! ”

Without asking too much, Wang Lizhong and the others heard a young voice from the stands introducing themselves.

Now everyone in the audience knows.

At a glance, the guy who claimed to be "Qian Kun" was the "No. 11" player in Quancheng No. 2 in the game - the murderous No. 11.

Qian Kun crooked his mouth, a cynical smile was caught in his mouth, and he kept chewing gum in his mouth, but Shan Mingtang next to him was very cold, his hands were in the pockets of his black leather pants, and he looked at the people running back and forth on the court with a cold face.

Neither of them is short, and Qian Kun looks stronger than Shan Mingtang.

Wang Yu always felt that Shan Mingtang gave him a very bad feeling, inexplicably disgusted!

On the contrary, the brutal and somewhat perverted No. 11 I saw in the game just now looks like a sunny boy in real life.

Strange combination.

"Cut, cold fart!" Wang Yu couldn't help but whisper, and was listened to by Zhang Likun on the side.

"Don't you think Ah Fei is colder than him?" Zhang Likun asked Wang Yu.

Wang Yu didn't even think about it: "How can it be the same!" Ah Fei is a natural stay, that person is really pretending to be forced! ”

"Tut-tut, don't you look down on Ah Fei the most for 'pretending' to be cold?" Zhang Likun couldn't help but squeeze him.

"......" Wang Yu was speechless for a while, "I'm ......"

"What are you?" Zou Qiang also joined the ranks of molesting the little brother, "Are you envious, jealous and hateful?" Hahaha! ”

"Envy~Jealousy~~"

"Hahaha!"

The surrounding teammates laughed, and Wang Yu deliberately said angrily: "Get out!" That guy in the stands is a bad guy who swings his fists in a game! Although Ah Fei fights hard, he won't hurt people on the court! ”

"What?"

"What did you say?"

One sentence aroused everyone's curiosity, and Wang Yu talked about the bloody scenes in the game he saw in the afternoon.

Everyone was silent.

It doesn't matter who's watching from the sidelines, training has to take place.

But the two coaches on the side of the 16th Middle School have more or less scruples.

"It's okay, we canceled the friendly match." Duan Cheng said to Wang Lizhong.

"Well, I know what you mean." Wang Lizhong did not continue to discuss this issue, but began to arrange the running practice of the three-man tactic.

The first middle school is much more comfortable than the sixteenth middle school.

On the one hand, Quancheng No. 2 Middle School is not a frequent visitor to the provincial competition, and even before the provincial competition was expanded, they had never seen the name of Quancheng No. 2 Middle School in the schedule - they couldn't beat Quanda High School, so they were not afraid.

On the other hand, No. 1 Middle School itself is a frequent visitor to the provincial competition, and the high school league in Shengdong Province selects suitable matches every year to broadcast live on the sports channel of Shengdong Provincial TV Station.

Therefore, there is no way to hide the strength of the No. 1 Middle School and the characteristics of the key players, and although the style of the game is terrible, Jian'an No. 1 Middle School does not take them too seriously.

Qian Kun didn't think that he could block the champion and runner-up teams of Jian'an City at the same time in Jian'an No. 1 Middle School, and he was a little excited.

"Fan, look at the sixteenth middle school over there." Qian Kun motioned to Shan Mingtang, who was silent beside him, to look at the No. 2 venue, "They won't rely on these few people to win Jian'an's perennial overlord Jian'an No. 1 Middle School, right?" ”

"It's too low." Qian Kun couldn't help but show a disgusted expression.

"Well, few people."

Qian Kun has long been accustomed to Shan Mingtang's cherishing words like gold, and he counted the number of people on the field, ten people.

"Don't say it, it's really little. I looked at their entry list, it was 12 people, and there were only 10 here. ”

"Which of the sixteenth of the group do you think we're targeting?" Qian Kun asked the most critical question.

They skipped school this time in order to run around the cities and find out about the enemy.

In addition to the teams that have long dominated the quarter-finals, they are also targeting dark horse teams that have suddenly become champions in some urban areas, including Jian'an No. 16 Middle School and Changqing Middle School, which have never heard of before.

"Look again."

Shan Mingtang didn't answer this question right away because he hadn't been able to see who the core players of the 16th Middle School were.

The small players are all about the same level, and the big players have only one center forward which is not bad.

How is that possible? Shan Mingtang was puzzled. What does such a lineup win Jian'an No. 1 Middle School takes?

"I don't think there's any need to look at the dark horse champion over there, just that center is enough to watch." Qian Kun spit out the tasteless chewing gum in his mouth and kneaded it in his hand, and said, "I guess it's a fluke." ”

"......" Shan Mingtang didn't respond, but his eyes also moved from the distant venue to the current field.

"Look at Five." Shan Mingtang took out a finger and pointed at Fan Qing on the field.

Qian Kun nodded: "Well, I also found out, this guy has a trick." After speaking, he pointed to Fan Yan on the other side, and added, "No. 14 is funny!" Why does he keep fighting with No. 5? ”

Shan Mingtang's jointed fingers rubbed the corners of his mouth twice, dropped the sentence "I'll go outside to breathe", and turned to leave.

Qian Kun, who was left behind, didn't care, and continued to watch the training on the field, and suddenly felt that his hands were itchy. In an instant, a gleam flashed in his long and narrow eyes, and after two or three clicks, Qian Kun turned to the edge of the venue.

Qian Kun trotted to Zhang Daqing's side and asked respectfully, "Teacher, can I train with you?" ”

“……”

Zhang Daqing looked Qian Kun in front of him up and down, and said in a serious tone: "The next step is the one-on-one follow-up training for the whole audience, are you willing to participate?" ”

"Hmmm! It's okay to see your hands itching! ”

Zhang Daqing nodded, didn't say much, but called the players to his side and arranged the next one-on-one full-court follow-up training.

The so-called "full-court follow-up" is actually the most basic footwork and defensive awareness training. Usually, one person advances from one side of the baseline to the other with the ball, and finally completes the layup, while the other person retreats and defends, does not press, does not steal, and tries to rely on his feet to keep himself in front of the offensive player, side forward, just that.

The reason why this training module was chosen was to avoid high-intensity confrontation to protect the players, and on the other hand, Zhang Daqing also wanted to take a look at Qian Kun's foundation on the spot.

Qian Kun stood in line with the team behind the bottom line, he snatched the ball in Li Tao's hand, squeezed Li Tao who was standing in the front row to the back, and stood next to Fan Qing with a smile on his face, and kept saying: "I'm the first, I'm the first to come!" ”

"Qian Kun, you'd better not mess around." Li Tao, who was squeezed to the back, warned Qian Kun who was standing in front of him in an unkind tone.

"Yo~ Isn't this Brother Tao who was not selected for the youth team~" Qian Kun turned around and glanced at Li Tao with a thorn in his words, "Brother, don't worry, I still want to participate in the provincial competition~"

"If you know, it's good." After Li Tao finished speaking, he glanced at Fan Qing worriedly.