Basketball Myth: Super Guard

Chapter 342 Defeated but still a hero!

The players were quiet on the way back to St. Joseph High School from the road.

Even though we already knew that we couldn't win this game, even though everyone knew that it was good enough to reach this point this season and reach the semi-finals.

But, who can be happy after losing the game?

Qin Hao looked out the window and was on the phone with Jiang Xue. He didn't tell Jiang Xue about his injury, and he didn't tell any of his relatives and friends in China, and it wasn't a serious injury.It's just that he didn't make it to the semi-finals, and Qin Hao still felt a little reconciled.

"It's okay, if you lose this time, you'll just win it back next time." Jiang Xue's voice came from the phone, comforting Qin Hao.

She could feel that Qin Hao was in a bad mood, but she didn't know that Qin Hao wasn't in a bad mood because he lost the game, but because he couldn't play.

Of course, Qin Hao wouldn't blame Frank either, if Frank didn't really treat him as family, why bother?

After chatting with Jiang Xue for a while, Qin Hao felt better, and asked with a smile, "By the way, you should be in the provincial capital now? Tomorrow is the provincial final?"

"Well." Jiang Xue replied on the other end of the phone: "Tomorrow is the provincial league final, and the opponent is Ningchuan No. [-] Middle School. It is said that this year Ningchuan No. [-] Middle School has further strengthened and is stronger than last year. But we are confident of winning Let’s go to the next game and win the provincial championship.”

"That's good." Qin Hao couldn't help thinking of his days in Yuyang No. [-] Middle School.

Although it's only been less than a year, but the memory is deep.

Half an hour later, Qin Hao hung up the phone. Outside the car window, there was endless green, and a little farther away, it seemed a bit vast. The scenery was magnificent, interpreting the beauty of nature.

What touched the players of St. Joseph High School was that even though they lost the semifinals, when they returned to St. Joseph High School, the students still greeted them like heroes.

This time even the principal and many teachers were there, hundreds of people were waiting for them at the school gate, and there were even some fans outside the school.
People around South Bend, parents of St. Joseph's students, etc.
In an instant, the depression of losing the game and the emotion of being greeted by so many fans mixed together, stirring up the hearts of the players.

Douglas, a two-meter tall man, wiped his tears and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, we didn't win the semifinals."

"It's okay." Principal Johnson patted Douglas on the arm and said, "Even if you fail to win the semifinals, you are still the heroes of our St. Joseph High School. You have done well enough and even exceeded our expectations. Children, don't Blame yourself."

"Yes, in our hearts, you are not losers, you are heroes!"

"Hero, hero"

Everyone shouted loudly, and the sound resounded throughout the campus.

Qin Hao couldn't help feeling agitated, and thought of Yuyang No. [-] Middle School. Even though he changed places and teams, he still felt familiar. He trained hard and put in so much sweat. Apart from his love for basketball, for himself In addition to his dreams, it is also for these fans.

This season is over, and Frank also gave the players a holiday. There will be no training for the next week, and the players can rest for a whole week.

But Qin Hao didn't stop. Even though his knee injury was still not healed, he still insisted on training every day, but he didn't do high-intensity training, he just practiced dribbling, free throws, passing and so on.

After some training, Qin Hao stopped.

He was the only one in the huge arena, which seemed empty and lonely, but Qin Hao didn't feel that he had already gotten used to it.

Many people like to play, but don't like to practice. For example, in many community courts, when no one is playing in a team, everyone is lazy, lacks energy, and feels boring.

This is because the training is very boring. If you repeat the same movement a thousand or ten thousand times, anyone will feel bored if you change it.

Especially when alone.

But when you get used to it, it will feel good.

Qin Hao is like this, he is used to training alone, no one disturbs, no noisy voices, immersed in his own basketball world, he will not feel boring and boring at all, on the contrary, he enjoys this feeling very much, it will let him feel comfortable.

"Shh!"

The ball goes in.

Qin Hao picked up the basketball, adjusted his breathing, sat down on the sidelines, took out his mobile phone to log in to Penguin, and sent a message to the little fat guy Peng Jun.

There was a reply soon, and the phone kept ringing.

The little fat man was broadcasting the Southern Provincial High School Basketball League final to Qin Hao via text broadcast, Yuyang No. [-] Middle School vs. Ningchuan No. [-] Middle School.

The reason why it was Fatty and not Jiang Xue was because Jiang Xue, as the team leader, had to turn off his mobile phone at this time. Coach Jiang Fangping had a rule.

"It's already the second quarter, Yu Qian is playing singles. Hey, it's too late to say it, and then I saw Yu Qian passed the defender with a change of direction, rushed into the inside and jumped up, it was like a magic soldier descending from the sky. A terrible momentum burst out of me, and he dunked!"

"Come on, come on, Wang Lei is playing in the low post, let's see his ultimate move."

Looking at the constantly refreshing information on Penguin, the corner of Qin Hao's mouth twitched, a bit regretful that he asked the little fat man to do a text live broadcast for himself.

Let's live broadcast it live, can you bring some private goods less, this is a text live broadcast, not a stand-up comedy, the whole taste is wrong.

Qin Hao replied one sentence, but unfortunately it was useless, and only kept three sentences.

Domestic, Southern Province.

In the Provincial Stadium, a game is really going on.

Yuyang No. [-] Middle School also played against Ningchuan No. [-] Middle School last year, and Yuyang No. [-] Middle School won in the end. But this season, Ningchuan No. [-] Middle School did not know what to do. A good player was dug from Tianshui High School.

Coupled with the ace player Gao Yueran, brothers Zhang Yong and Zhang Hong, the strength of Ningchuan No. [-] Middle School has not weakened compared to last season, on the contrary, it has become stronger.

The game has reached the second quarter, the scores of the two sides are tight, and Yu Yang leads by 2 points.

"Shh!"

There was a soft sound, but it was Zhang Hong who hit a three-pointer, helping Ningchuan No. [-] Middle School lead the score.

Yu Yang's No. [-] middle school counterattacked.

After Zhao Xuebing came to the frontcourt, he asked for a pick and roll, and then passed the ball to Jiang Feng. Gao Yueran stood in front of Jiang Feng, raised one hand, with a serious expression, ready to fight.

"laugh!"

Jiang Feng started, accelerated suddenly, and broke through from the left. The extremely fast first step made Gao Yueran suffer more than once. He was prepared and retreated quickly.

But at this moment, Jiang Feng suddenly stopped and pulled out directly.

This time Gao Yueran had no choice but to take a step back. Jiang Feng's move was too sudden. A white sea.
(End of this chapter)