All-round mathematician

Chapter 57

After the ball, Shizhong started a counterattack.

The captain of Shizhong No. 14, using his own advantages, threatened the three-pointer to pull the two people in the middle school to defend.

With comprehensive skills, he intercepted Lu Zhiming, and when the opponent approached, he passed it directly to the open space without the slightest hesitation.

The basketball was flying at low altitude, and the guard No. 20 took the lead steadily. Seeing that there was no one around him, he stepped back and made a three-step layup.

"29:20."

"Okay, brothers, hold on, the gap is getting smaller and smaller, only three three points." Chen Zhihong smiled confidently.

"Practical, come on, solid, come on."

"Captain, don't worry."

In fact, the momentum has increased, as long as the captain is sober, he cannot be defeated in reality.

The game continued, and the two sides were evenly matched.

After several twists and turns in basketball, it came to No. 14 again. The students of the attached middle school were all dignified. This person is extremely difficult to deal with.

The threat of the three-pointer is too great, and two people must defend it. In this way, there must be one person and five people to stop it.He has a high vision, and it is especially easy to find the neutral position.

No. 14 passed the ball to the No. 4 center, and No. 4 punched He Feng from behind.

He Feng's face turned red, he was not strong enough to resist, the man spit out his arms, behind him, he was completely useless.

Seeing that He Feng was at a disadvantage, Xie Hailin moved quietly, with his palm protruding forward. When he touched the basketball, the basketball bounced on the floor and returned to No. 14's hand.

"Not good, I'm afraid I can't defend him alone."

Zhang Jiafan took off following No. 14 and slapped his palm hard. No. 14 leaned back and easily avoided it and shot.

"31: 27."

"How to do?"

Seeing that No. 14 Chen Zhihong became more and more excited and played better and better, the pressure on the players of the attached middle school increased greatly.

Xie Hailin looked at the time, the second quarter was about to end, and turned his gaze to the coach's bench.

"Coach Yang, the situation is not right, do you want to stop?" Yuan Wenbo looked anxiously, covering the book with his palm.

Yang Fan slapped hard: "Take your hands away."

Yuan Wenbo gave up resentfully, and spread his hands in front of the court, expressing his helplessness.

"Don't be afraid, the coach didn't say anything." He Feng laughed.

"Yeah, don't worry, everyone is free."

That guy has such a good attitude, it seems that he doesn't care about a little disadvantage at all, and the team members still have unique skills, so he laughed.

"Okay, one minute later, the second quarter is over, hold on a little longer."

The high school players are full of energy, and the low momentum just now has improved again.

"Di."

"33: 29."

The players returned to their rest seats, opened the mineral water bottles, and poured them from the top of their heads, exhausting a lot of energy.

After pushing and pulling for a while, the players asked captain He Feng to ask questions first, and he looked puzzled: "Coach Yang, the tactical effect of the weakness...well...not perfect."

"I glanced twice and noticed that your skills are generally a bit behind theirs, and your reactions can't keep up with your actions. The one on the 14th just turned you all around."

Yang Fan closed the book and pointed to the crowd of opponents: "The center is completely suppressed against the center. The inside line can't help, and people outside the three-point line frequently use tricks. No matter how good the tactics are, it is useless."

He Feng's face was red and his ears were red. He has a better physique, so what can be done about it.

"And Xie Hailin, you are also a very comprehensive player, why is it so ugly to be crushed by No. 14?"

The skills of the other players were even greater than that of No. 14. Xie Hailin took the initiative to invite Ying, and the effect was really mediocre.

"Look again, after half of the beating, their breathing is much more stable than yours, which means that their physical strength is also good. It's really... hey."

In comparison, their own players are useless.

During the player period, Ai Ai dared not speak, and asked Yuan Wenbo, who was the closest, for help.

"What is the coach going to do?" Yuan Wenbo asked cautiously.

"Let's do this first, it really doesn't work, isn't there a plan to give it a go." Yang Fan was helpless.

"Hey."

Everyone understands that if you give it a go, the coach will end.That's scary.

"Why is there no movement on the court?"

As soon as these words came out, the team member immediately shut his mouth.

In the first round of rest, the Shizhong cheerleaders will perform, and in the second round, shouldn't they be rotated.

Obviously, there is no attached middle school.

"Hey, where's the beautiful girl in the middle school?"

"No one, I came early and saw 11 of them."

"It sucks."

All kinds of discussions entered the ears, and the students in the attached middle school who hadn't cultivated their faces just bowed their heads in silence

"Yang... Fan, I'll... pull."

Suddenly, a high-pitched female voice suppressed the entire venue.

It was Xiao Hongye.

She stepped down from the audience seat, jumped over the guardrail lightly, pressed her hands on the hem of the skirt to protect the spring when she sank, stabilized her center of gravity, and bang, her body fell directly to the floor.

"This girl is so beautiful."

"I've seen Xiao Hongye, a third-year senior in the attached high school. She has a really good figure."

"One of the three campus beauties of the attached high school, it really didn't disappoint."

Not everyone knows the school grass, and the male god is not easy to use when he goes to other schools. There are only school belles, adolescent boys, and there are always various ways to receive news.

Xiao Hongye was alone, standing in the center, with white long sleeves on her upper body and a pair of skinny jeans underneath.

A body of tight clothes, a messenger bag on the shoulder, makes her even more majestic.

2000 people just looked at her alone.

"Coach Yang, Teacher Yang, you are amazing." Yuan Wenbo envied and hated.

"If a girl is willing to stand up for me in front of so many people, death is worth it."

"The coach is so blessed with such a high appearance and such a persistent approach."

Yang Fan was also stunned. She said yesterday that she would come to watch the game, but she appeared at this time, and she may have been here for a long time.This time to come forward, it is obvious why.

Xiao Hongye smiled at Yang Fan, took out a rubber band from the bag, tied her long hair into a ponytail, threw the bag casually, and snapped her fingers in a very angry way: "Music."

The hot music played, she posed, and danced vigorously, with strong movements and graceful posture, as if she was watching the sexy dance of those female anchors in Korea.

If it is true that the cheerleaders dance hot, Xiao Hongye's dance is simply seductive, with her waist twisted and her hips swaying.

His fingers brushed over his lips, thighs, and chest one by one, making his eyes even more attractive.

The auditorium was boiling, and the hormone boy used his greatest strength to let out the strongest cry.

"Xiao Hongye, Xiao Hongye."

Nearly 2000 people yelled in unison, echoing in the stadium, as if piercing the stadium.

Xiao Hongye is charming and glamorous, with meticulous movements, showing the feminine body to the fullest, with infinite tenderness in her eyes, looking at Yang Fan like that.

Time and space disappeared, and in Xiao Hongye's eyes, only Yang Fan existed. She tried her best to integrate various dances from elementary school into one, and desperately released her femininity.

At this moment, even a hard-hearted heart will turn into softness around the fingers.Yang Fan was in a trance, maybe she was messy, maybe she liked to go to extremes, but... Yang Fan was extremely complicated.

Xiao Hongye's performance alone has completely suppressed ten cheerleaders in the real world. This is her natural aura, and it is also the advantage of her appearance and figure.

Young girls, how much courage does it take to dance for one person in front of 2000 people.

"Drip." Time is up.

The gymnasium was filled with a sigh at the same time, and the time passed too quickly.

"Snapped……"

Xiao Hongye waved his arms generously and received endless applause.She tidied up briefly and sat down beside Yang Fan.

The players are very conscious and leave a gap for the two to get along.

"What's the name of the interim coach of the attached high school?"

"Take off the school flower, there is a set."

"I always feel that the school belle is chasing after him."

"That face is so familiar, I must have seen it somewhere."

This time, Yang Fan attracted even more attention, the school girl was very supportive, a young boy, he dared not even dream about it.

"Let me take a photo and ask my classmates in the attached high school."

"I also feel familiar. Ask my classmates to see if anyone knows who Xiao Hongye's gossip boyfriend is."

"Brothers, there is news. A classmate sent a photo of Xiao Hongye and that man eating in the cafeteria."

In the circle of students, going around, in every famous school, there must be classmates I know.

"You are so courageous, you are so upright in your own school."

"What's that guy's name?"

"Two people are in the same class, and the boy's name is Yang Fan."

"Oh, this name is very common, I have heard of Cui Qiming before."

"Wait, what's his name?"

"Yang Fan."

A loud cry: "Yang Fan? Yang Fan from the attached middle school!"

The players are still preparing, and the game has not officially started.The audience discussed and expressed various views on the following possibilities.

Suddenly, an ear-piercing scream broke the calm in the arena.

"He is Yang Fan, and that coach is Yang Fan."

Like a stone driven into a lake, it set off huge waves.

In the past two weeks, Wuzhou Middle School class belonged to one name, and it was dominated by that name for a long time.

Major colleges and universities made speeches one after another and extended olive branches.

Parents asked to learn, and school teachers asked to follow up. This name has already made people callous.

"Yang Fan? Yang Fan from the attached middle school?"

"It's him, I read the news, it's him."

All the audience turned their heads and stared at the figure.

Goldbach's conjecture is at the forefront, and there are even rumors that the mathematics league won the first prize in advance, and there is nothing to do, so let's make guesses when we are bored.

This kind of student is no longer an ordinary student. He has completely surpassed his age and is a world-class academic master.

"It's really him."

All the middle school students recognized it. When the news was broadcast that day, the head teacher of each class followed up the whole process and asked everyone to write an opinion on this incident.

How to learn from Yang Fan.

How to approach Yang Fan.

Wait for the majestic avenue.

The real middle school students have mixed feelings about him. Reality is the key point of the province. Xueba is born with an advantage, but he is a student of the sworn enemy school.

But the ability to overwhelm Jiangdong Province, win the national high school league with a smile, push the guess one step ahead, it must be the glory of all middle schools in Wuzhou.

In the auditorium, there are more than ten teachers sitting in a pile, hearing this name, they also have various feelings.

This kind of student, once seen in a hundred years, will leave a bright name in history.

"The attached middle school is really lucky, to have such a person, it will shine in the world."

Applause came from the teacher's corner, and the teachers stood up with smiles on their rigid faces.

"Clap clap clap."

The applause was louder, affecting the students in the auditorium.

The students stood up and applauded wildly.

This is the pride of Wuzhou Middle School, and also the tolerance of the Experimental Middle School.

500 people stood up and clapped their hands.

Yang Fan was moved. This is his recognition of Xueba, and he is really famous.

The referee looked at the frenzy in the arena, and couldn't blow the whistle any longer.

Yang Fan walked to the middle circle of the basketball court, bowed down to express his gratitude, and the applause became more enthusiastic.

He pressed his arm down, the sound gradually stopped, and after five seconds there was silence.

He smiled and said: "Thank you for your recognition. At the same time, it also let me see the real spirit of a prestigious school. Thank you, thank you."

"Good job Yang Fan."

"Rush out of Wuzhou, let the glory of Wuzhou spread all over the world."

"Finish the conjecture, this is the 300-year expectation of the world."

"Thank you, thank you." Yang Fan turned his body 360 degrees and bowed one by one.

It took him an unknown amount of time, his body was sore and his back ached, before the applause gradually subsided.Walking back to the coach's bench, Xiao Hongye handed over the mineral water and said, "You are like this, how dare the goddess let go."

Xiao Hongye is happier than Yang Fan, and others agree with him and empathize with him.

"Okay, don't be poor, watch the game."

Yang Fan waved to the referee, he didn't remind the start, I'm afraid no one will remember, now it's a basketball game.

(End of this chapter)