Basketball boy, starting to shine from the slam dunk

In the arena, a middle school player is training.

Xiao Qingyang and Zhang Yong were injured and did not participate in the confrontation training. The remaining ten players were divided into two teams. The first team was the white team, namely Yuan Feng, Han Hui, Zhou Lei, Gao Xiaoguang, and Zhuang Yu.The first team is the red team, namely Yang Fei, Zhao Hao, Zhao Huai, Jiang Xuezhou, and Mo Fan.

This division of personnel is obviously unreasonable. Both the red and white teams have three inside players, which is extremely crowded.

But without Xiao Qingyang and Zhang Yong, they can only make do with it.

Anyway, it's just practicing tactics.

"Run up, run out tactics..." Yuan Feng shouted on the court, reminding his teammates to run, he was also moving himself, and mentioned the line to Zhuang Yu's pick-and-roll.

With the help of this pick-and-roll, Zhuang Yu threw off the defense, moved to the right, and stared at Yuan Feng. Seeing Yuan Feng go down, Zhao Hao from the red team immediately rushed to defend, but missed Han Hui.Zhuang Yu looked at Yuan Feng, but he hit the ground and passed the ball to Han Hui.

After receiving the pass, Han Hui jumped up and dunked with both hands.

"Missing someone."

"I can't do it either."

Yang Fei and Zhao Hao looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

A moment later, Zhuang Yu made a breakthrough to score the ball, then ran by himself, moved close to the baseline, came to the outside line to get the ball, first made a fake shot, then accelerated the breakthrough, took a step forward and made an emergency stop jump shot.The three insiders are crowded inside, so rushing inside is not a good choice.

Swish!

With a soft sound, the ball goes in.

"Good shot." An Xin applauded, and said to Yang Guohui: "Coach, have you noticed that Zhuang Yu seems to be more calm on the court?"

"Well, that's it." Yang Guohui nodded, "We should thank Yunan Middle School, they taught our players a lesson. After a game, everyone has improved, how could Zhuang Yu not improve? "

As he said that, he couldn't help thinking about the upcoming competition, hmph, not to mention last year's runner-up, even if the defending champion came, he would be wiped out as well.

......

At the end of the day's training, Zhuang Yu returned to the classroom.

Fatty Zhao leaned over and asked, "I heard that the semi-final matchup is coming out. Are we sure that we will face last year's runner-up No. [-] Middle School?"

"correct."

"Are you sure? How is Xiao Qingyang's injury?"

Wu Xi, Li Guangmao, and several other students also surrounded him, including two girls, all staring at Zhuang Yu.

Glancing at the crowd, but not seeing Zhang Yuan coming, Zhuang Yu was a little surprised, but he didn't care. He smiled and said, "Xiao Qingyang is fine. As for whether I'm sure, I can't say. Anyway, our goal has not changed, and we still want to win the championship."

The students immediately felt relieved, and expressed that they would definitely cheer for the basketball team.

When the students dispersed, Zhuang Yu sat down on his seat, turned his head and glanced at Zhang Yuan, and found that she looked at her, and immediately lowered her head to avoid Zhuang Yu's gaze.

"Fatty." Zhuang Yu asked curiously: "Do you think Zhang Yuan is a bit strange these two days? He doesn't come closer to me, but he seems to be avoiding me all the time."

"Oh, you just found out?" Fatty Zhao smiled and said, "I noticed it a long time ago." Immediately, he leaned into Zhuang Yu's ear and said in a low voice, "I heard from Zhang Qin in the class that Zhang Yuan told them, She doesn't like you now."

"Oh." Zhuang Yu wanted to ask why, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it.

Isn't this better?

However, why do I feel a little uncomfortable.

......

weekend.

The entrance of a high school.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the players gathered at the school gate, ready to rush to Jiangning No. [-] Middle School to meet the semi-finals.

The venue for this match was Jiangning No. [-] Middle School, which was not far from No. [-] Middle School. The reason why it was three o'clock in the afternoon, earlier than usual, was because it was the weekend.

In fact, many students have already rushed to No. 8 Middle School, such as Zhao Yuanhao, Li Guangmao, Wu Xi and others from Class [-].

There are also many students from other classes rushing to the No. [-] Middle School early, hoping to find a good position in advance to cheer for the No. [-] Middle School basketball team.

"Has everyone arrived?" Yang Guohui glanced at the crowd and shouted, "Let's go."

Everyone boarded the bus.

......

Half an hour later, the bus came to No. [-] Middle School.

Although No. [-] Middle School has mediocre sports performance, it is one of the best high schools in Jiangning City, with the best infrastructure, including the basketball court.

As soon as he came to the basketball hall, Zhuang Yu heard the loud noise from a distance.

"Good guy, how many people are there?"

"Haven't gone in yet, the voice is already loud."

Freshman players like Yang Fei, Zhang Yong, and Zhou Lei were also surprised. The previous three rounds were not as lively.

Han Hui explained with a smile: "It's because it's the semi-finals and it's the weekend. In the previous three rounds, people from both schools of the participating teams will be present, and students from the school where the competition is held. Today is different, People from other unrelated schools will also come to watch the game, so there are a lot of people."

Several old players looked calm, obviously they knew it a long time ago.

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Although the No. [-] Middle School didn't even make it to the top eight last year, Yuan Feng, Han Hui, and Jiang Xuezhou all went to watch the semi-finals and finals.

"Oh." Yang Fei scratched his head, a little nervous.

"Don't be nervous, that means there are more people." Yuan Feng comforted Yang Fei, Zhang Yong and Zhou Lei, then pointed at Zhuang Yu and Xiao Qingyang with a smile, "Look, Zhuang Yu and Xiao Qingyang are not nervous."

The three of them saw that Zhuang Yu and Xiao Qingyang did not look nervous at all, and the three of them felt a little embarrassed.But think about it again, Zhuang Yu and Xiao Qingyang have strength and confidence, so don't be nervous, can you compare with them?

A group of people walked into the arena.

Suddenly, a huge uproar came.

There were cheers and boos, and the auditorium was almost full. After all, the auditorium was not too spacious in the high school basketball hall.

Some were students from No. [-] Middle School, some were from No. [-] Middle School, some were from No. [-] Middle School, and some were from other schools... It was very lively.

"People from No.[-] Middle School have already arrived." Yuan Feng pouted on the field.

Zhuang Yu looked and saw a group of people warming up on the field, wearing blue jerseys with the words "Jiangning No. [-] Middle School" printed on them.

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I scanned a group of No. [-] middle school players, and matched the names with the information of the No. [-] middle school players I learned before.

At the same time, the people in No. [-] Middle School also looked this way.

"The number 15 is Xiao Qingyang. I heard that he was injured. I wonder if he will fight today?"

"It doesn't matter, it's just a rookie in the first year of high school, and it's blowing a lot outside, I think it's just like that."

"The one standing with Yuan Feng is Zhuang Yu. In the last match against Yunan Middle School, he scored 28 points alone and helped the No. [-] Middle School win. It is said that he is also very good, with sharp breakthroughs and good passing skills. Inferior to Xiao Qingyang."

"Oh? That's it. It's only 1.8 meters. It doesn't look too bad. But he can score 27 points in a game. Let's pay more attention to him later."

The No. [-] middle school players were looking at Zhuang Yu and the others while talking. The two sides had never met before, so they could only match their numbers by comparing the jerseys at this moment.

Regarding Zhuang Yu and Xiao Qingyang, it's not that the No. [-] Middle School has not investigated the situation of the two of them. They have, but the No. [-] Middle School players are too proud and don't care much.