Basketball boy, starting to shine from the slam dunk

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The game started at four o'clock in the afternoon, and there were still more than ten minutes left, but there were more and more people in the auditorium, even the corridors were full of people.

A few people squeezed in, and the person in front turned his head in displeasure. He was startled when he was about to start cursing. There were five people in total, all tall.

One of them was more than two meters tall, like an iron tower.

Seeing a few people with such heights, and all of them were as strong as calves, the people in front suddenly lost their arrogance, and even measured their sides to give up their positions.

"thank you."

The iron tower with a height of more than two meters looked scary, but it showed a shy expression and thanked the person in front of it.

The iron tower opened the way at the front, followed by a few people behind, and quickly squeezed to the front. They were tall and blocked the sight of the people behind.

Naturally, some people were upset, but they dared not say anything.

"Everyone from No.[-] Middle School and No.[-] Middle School has arrived." Tieta glanced at the players on both sides of the field, and finally his eyes fell on the center of No.[-] Middle School Xu Linfeng, who happened to see Xu Linfeng practicing free throws, and only heard a "bang" , the basketball bounced out of the hoop, and Tieta smiled suddenly, "It's been a year, and Xu Linfeng still hasn't practiced his free throws."

"For him, free throws are hell-level difficulty." A handsome young man next to him teased with a smile, and then changed his tone, "But Du Fan looks more mature."

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At the same time, Du Fan on the court also noticed these people, and immediately narrowed his eyes, his expression became serious.

"Captain." Xu Linfeng noticed Du Fan's strangeness, followed Du Fan's gaze, and couldn't help frowning, "Why did these guys from the tenth middle school come here?"

Those people were last year's champions, players from the Jiangning No. [-] Middle School basketball team.

Among them, the iron tower is Mu Yang, the main center of the No. 205 Middle School basketball team. He is [-]cm tall and has a strong body. Xu Linfeng suffered a lot when the two sides played against each other last year.

And that handsome young man is Chen Jianhua, the captain of the No. 188 Squadron. He is [-] cm tall, but he is a point guard, and he is also very strong.

The other three middle school players are the main small forward Yang Qiang, the backup guard Li Chengkai, and the backup forward Lu Ming.

"Hmph." Du Fan snorted coldly, and said in a bad mood: "I guess it's to see our current strength, so as to prepare for the final."

"Then let them take a good look." Xu Linfeng said proudly: "We have not been idle this year, and they must be the losers this time."

......

Here, Zhuang Yu and others also noticed several players from Jiangning No. [-] Middle School.

The main reason is that Mu Yang is too tall and too conspicuous.

"That's a player from No. [-] Middle School." Yuan Feng introduced Zhuang Yu's freshman players one by one, "That's called Mu Yang, and the other one..."

After listening to Yuan Feng's introduction, Zhuang Yu nodded secretly. As expected of the defending champion, the height of the center Mu Yang can make many teams helpless.

But Zhuang Yu didn't pay much attention, because he saw another person, also a big man——Liang Bo.

"Why is he here?"

For a moment, the players from No. [-] Middle School frowned.

Zhuang Yu touched Han Hui, and asked in a low voice: "Senior, I forgot to ask you, you went to find Liang Bo the other day, what did you talk to him about, why did he come here?"

Han Hui didn't lower his voice, because he had nothing to hide, and said, "I didn't talk about anything, I just had a drink, and then we made an appointment to see Xiao Gao together some other day."

Zhuang Yu was surprised: "You reconciled with him?"

"No." Han Hui shook his head, "It's impossible to reconcile, we are no longer the same kind of people. I won't be involved with him anymore, and he will still hate me. But this is between me and him. , has nothing to do with anyone else."

Oh......

Zhuang Yu understood.

The two didn't reconcile, and Han Hui didn't go to Liang Bo to reconcile or resolve the grievances, but just told Liang Bo that the grievances between them had nothing to do with other people.

......

"Kang..."

An explosion came from No.[-] Middle School.

Xu Linfeng dunked with both hands, and even hung on the basket to do a pull-up movement, which caused the audience to exclaim again and again.

This was a demonstration to Mu Yang, the big center of No. [-] Middle School in the auditorium, and it was also a demonstration to the players of No. [-] Middle School.

What made him depressed was that Mu Yang only grinned stupidly, and the No. [-] middle school players ignored his dunk, and no one even looked at him.

Completely ignored.

After some warm-up, the two sides returned to the sidelines.

The players of the No. [-] Middle School surrounded the coach. The coach of the No. [-] Middle School was potbellied, with thinning hair and oily face. He clapped his hands and said, "I have told you about the situation of the No. [-] Middle School before. One of the key points of defense is Yuan Feng inside. His His skills are very good and his scoring ability is very strong. The other is Zhuang Yu from the outside line. He is the starting point of the offense and the organizer of the No. [-] Middle School. If he is strangled, he can limit the No. [-] Middle School's offense."

"As for our offense, just play according to tactics."

As he said that, he looked at Du Fan: "Du Fan, the one guarding you later will probably be that Xiao Qingyang on the opposite side. Fight resolutely, you know?"

Du Fan nodded: "Yes."

Then the coach of the No. [-] Middle School gave a few more words. The No. [-] Middle School is an offensive team, so he emphasized defense. He has confidence in the team on offense, so there is no need to say more.

......

One side here.

Yang Guohui looked at Xiao Qingyang and asked, "Xiao Qingyang, is there any problem with your foot injury? Do you want others to guard against Du Fan?"

Xiao Qingyang immediately said: "Coach, I'm fully recovered."

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"Yeah." Yang Guohui nodded. He took Xiao Qingyang to the hospital for an examination before, and the doctor said there was nothing wrong.

After all, the injury was not serious, and the young man recovered quickly.

Now that Xiao Qingyang said so, he stopped talking and continued: "The opponent is a sharp offensive team, especially the small forward Du Fan, who has outstanding scoring ability, and is different from Gao Yiyang in No. His physical fitness is better and he is taller, whether it is outside shooting or breaking through the frame, he is extremely threatening."

"So, we must guard against Du Fan."

"Not only Xiao Qingyang, but everyone else should also pay attention. Timely help defense and supplementary defense cannot allow Du Fan to score easily. If he can't open this point, the offense of No. [-] Middle School will be greatly affected."

After a pause, he continued: "Of course, the scoring ability of the other players in No.[-] Middle School is not bad either. Center Xu Linfeng, power forward Jiang Tao, and shooting guard Chu Guang all have good scoring abilities. Only point guard Sunzi Han's ability to score is poor."

Mentioning Sun Zihan, coach Yang Guohui looked at Zhuang Yu and told him: "Zhuang Yu, Sun Zihan is characterized by a good view of the overall situation and excellent organizational skills. When defending him, we must pay attention to his breakthroughs, passes, and air cuts. He His shots are relatively average, and it doesn’t matter how many shots he puts in.”

Zhuang Yu nodded and said, "I understand."

After some arrangement, Yang Guohui turned his head and glanced at No.[-] Middle School, and said, "As for the offense, just follow our tactics. No.[-] Middle School is known for its sharp offense. Hmph, I don't think our offense will be inferior to No.[-] Middle School."

......

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the game begins.

Players from both sides came to the field...