Basketball boy, starting to shine from the slam dunk

Here comes the semifinals.

There are only 4 teams left, so the schedule is not as intensive as before. The semi-finals will be played one day, two days will end, and then there will be two days of rest before the final.

At this point in the provincial league, there are also previous TV broadcasts and media publications, and more and more people are paying attention to the game.

So even before the game started, many people had poured into the Provincial Gymnasium.

"Fatty, hurry up."

"What's the hurry? This is the Provincial Gymnasium. The auditorium is huge. There must be vacancies."

"Then you have to hurry up. If it's too late, the front seat will definitely be gone. We drove here for more than three hours. It wouldn't be worth it if we could only sit in the back."

"that is......"

Several young people hurried into the gymnasium, they were Wu Xi, Li Guangmao, Zhao Yuanhao, and Wang Hongfei from Class One (8) of Jiangning No. [-] Middle School.

Today is the weekend, but there is only half a day off. Many people will not come to the provincial capital specially, and time will be delayed every time they come and go.

But Fatty Zhao and the others were Zhuang Yu's hardcore supporters, even though it took several hours to go back and forth, they still came.

There were four people in total, and they pooled their wallets and bought a car, which was just right.

Actually it's not just them.

When they entered the arena, they found that students from other classes of Jiangning No. [-] Middle School also came to the arena. A group of people sat together spontaneously. Some people held a banner in their hands, which read "Jiangning No. [-] Middle School, come on, Jiangning No. [-] Middle School!" Victory".

"There are so many people here."

"I thought it was just us, but I didn't expect there were other students, which is great."

"It's just... there are too many people here."

Several people sighed.

It's not that there are too many people from Jiangning No. [-] Middle School. In fact, there are only a few dozen students in Jiangning No. [-] Middle School. There are too many other fans.

The huge Provincial Gymnasium can accommodate at least [-] fans, but at this moment, most of the seats are filled with people.

In other words, there are more than 1000 viewers.

Among them are the students from Jiangning No. [-] Middle School and the rival Nan'an No. [-] Middle School. There are fewer students in Jiangning No. [-] Middle School, but there are more students in Nan'an No. [-] Middle School. They are all wearing the school uniforms of Nan'an No. [-] Middle School and waving various small flags in their hands. The banner looks very imposing.

Fatty Zhao and the others came to the camp of Jiangning No. [-] Middle School and sat down. They looked at Nan'an No. [-] Middle School, and then at their own side. They couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

"The difference in the number of people is a bit big." Fatty Zhao said helplessly.

"What can I do?" Wu Xi said, "Nan'an No. 10 High School is in the provincial capital. It is said that it only takes ten minutes to come here. Unlike us, it takes a long time to go back and forth."

Also.

Fatty Zhao nodded, took out the banner he made from his bag, and greeted Wu Xi and the others: "Come on, pull up the banner. We are a little short of people, but we can't lose our momentum."

Seeing a few people holding up the huge banner, the other students of Jiangning No. [-] Middle School were taken aback, and couldn't help but secretly called out "good guy".

I don't know where Fatty Zhao got a piece of red cloth that is seven or eight meters long and more than one meter high, with a few big characters written on it-Jiangning No. [-] Middle School must win, Zhuang Yu is awesome!

Just this huge banner, which is seven or eight meters long and more than one meter high, requires a few people to hold it up with wooden sticks, and it is enough to crush the opposite Nan'an No. [-] Middle School.

The momentum is just right!

"Is there something wrong with these people? How about advertising with such a big banner?"

"It doesn't matter if the banner is bigger, what is written on it, 'Zhuang Yu is awesome', I think it's bragging, I'm not afraid that the wind will flash my tongue."

"Hmph, let them pretend right now. Now the bigger the battle, the louder the cowhide blowing, the more embarrassing it will be when you lose."

The students of Nan'an Sixth Middle School scoffed.

Not only the students of the participating teams, but also students from many other schools, as well as adults, Zhou Zhiming and Zhou An's uncle and nephew were among them.

In the last quarter-final match, Zhou Zhiming had something to do and couldn't come to the scene, so naturally Zhou An couldn't come either.

I happened to be free today, so I brought Zhou An here.

"Uncle, today's battle is not small." Zhou An rubbed his hands, "There is also a TV broadcast, and there are so many reporters, it makes me a little nervous."

"Why are you nervous?" Zhou Zhiming rolled his eyes, you are a spectator, not a player, so be nervous.

Zhou An chuckled. He had never been to the provincial league semi-finals before. He didn't expect such excitement, which made him a little envious.

At this moment, the noise sounded.

"I'm coming."

"The players from Nan'an Sixth High School are here."

"Hey, the players from Jiangning No. [-] Middle School are here too."

Almost at the same time, the arrival of players from both sides aroused the excitement of the fans in the auditorium, with cheers and boos one after another.

This is not the NBA, nor is it the CBA. There is not a player tunnel on the left and right, but only one in the middle, but it is divided into two lanes on the left and right, leading to different locker rooms.

The players from both sides did not make an appointment in advance, but they happened to meet in the tunnel. After a brief confrontation, neither of the two sides showed any intention of giving in, so they walked out together.

A group of players came to the court, and the voices in the auditorium gradually quieted down.

The eyes of the players of Nan'an No. 33 Middle School fell on Zhuang Yu. Zhuang Yu scored [-] points in the last game, which really shocked many people and surprised the players of Nan'an No. [-] Middle School.At this moment, I couldn't help staring at Zhuang Yu, with scrutiny and fear in my eyes.

Facing the other party's gaze, Zhuang Yu didn't dodge in the slightest.

He swept through a group of players from Nan'an Sixth Middle School, center Hao Wenguang, power forward Zuo An, small forward Huang Chao, shooting guard Jiang Feng, point guard Li Zeyuan...

These are the main players of Nan'an Sixth Middle School.

Among them, center Hao Wenguang is 201cm tall. In the previous group stage match against Jiangning No. 13 Middle School, because Yuan Feng was injured, Jiangning No. 12 Middle School was almost blown out of the inside line. Hao Wenguang scored [-] points and added [-] rebounds in a double-double.

But in terms of scoring ability, he is actually not as good as power forward Zuo An. Zuo An is 195cm tall, not particularly tall, but he has excellent physical fitness and skilled low-post skills.

In the last match against Han Hui, he suffered a lot. After the whole game, Zuo An scored 17 points and added 7 rebounds.

The two combined for 30 points and 19 rebounds.

It is precisely because of too many losses inside, so even if Zhuang Yu played well, Jiangning No. 60 Middle School lost to Nan'an No. 70 Middle School by [-]:[-].

In addition to the two insiders, small forward Huang Chao is not bad, but his strength is not as good as Xiao Qingyang's, and his talent cannot be compared with Xiao Qingyang's.

Shooting guard Jiang Feng has a good shot, and his performance in the group match slightly overwhelmed Jiang Xuezhou.

Point guard Li Zeyuan has a good organizational ability, and also has a beautiful three-pointer, but he can't compare with Zhuang Yu in other aspects.

In general, the outsiders of Nan'an No. [-] Middle School are actually not dominant compared to Xiao Qingyang, Jiang Xuezhou, and Zhuang Yu of Jiangning No. [-] Middle School.