basketball god

Chapter 6 Acquaintance, provocation

"Mingze, go and wake your little Brother Zhan up for dinner."

Uncle Li, I'm back. When Yang Zhan came back from the stadium, he heard Uncle Li's voice from the door. A plain sentence warmed Yang Zhan's heart.

"Oh! I went out so early, I went to play ball, I'm sweating profusely, go take a shower, and then go to school after dinner"

Alright, let's go, after breakfast and getting ready to go to school, when he was walking to the door, someone grabbed Yang Zhan's shoulder.

Turning around, it turned out to be Uncle Li: "Come on, kid, uncle believes you can win, give Yang Zhan a big hug after speaking, let's go!"

A person's actions can be deceiving, but the eyes really can't. Besides, Uncle Li is not the actor, Yang Zhan can really see that, the kind of sincere eyes, followed by a confident smile, don't worry!I am bound to win.

Fatty, who didn't know it, showed a confused look. Didn't he just go to school, and he made such a fuss that he couldn't come back.

Seeing Xiaopang like this, Yang Zhan was inexplicably happy, laughed, and went to school. He originally wanted to tell Xiaopang today that he would return home after failing to compete for the first round.

Unexpectedly, a system came up halfway, which made Yang Zhan feel unnecessary and told him about his best brother.

After dribbling the ball all the way, I arrived at school after arguing with Xiaopang for 20 minutes. Xiaopang went to class, and Yang Zhan went directly to the basketball court.

Yang Zhan came to the basketball court, glanced at the players to see who was coming, and was about to go to practice, but unexpectedly, he ran into an old acquaintance.

"Hey! It's you, buddy." A white man turned around, walked over with the same surprised expression, and gave Yang Zhan a hug.

"You are also on this team, why didn't I see you before." The white man looked puzzled.

"I used to be a substitute, so it's normal not to notice me." Yang Zhan replied with a normal face.

"Oh? With the strength you showed last night, you can only play as a substitute. Then why is this team always at the bottom?" The white man looked surprised.

It turned out that this person was the big white pitcher last night. Just as he was about to reply to him, a piercing voice came through his ear.

"His strength can only be used as a substitute. You actually think his technique is good. It seems that his strength in the freshman this year is not very good."

Looking up, the person who spoke was the person who was going to compete with him for the starting position today. This was a white senior high school point guard with a height of 1.8 meters [-] and a very light weight.

Although as an opponent, I don't expect to hear good things from him, but since you came out to provoke, then I don't have to give you face.

Although basketball is passionate in the eyes of spectators, for players, when they are on the court, they are on the battlefield without gunpowder smoke. Either you die or I die.

That's sports.

"Looking at you, you are full of confidence in yourself. Taking advantage of the coach's absence, let's play 1V1." While speaking, Yang Zhan also stood up, took off his coat, and revealed his training uniform.

The white man didn't expect that Yang Zhan, who couldn't say a word in the team for a day before, would be so tough today, and he was stunned for a while.

The big white man looked at the opponent from the side, thinking of Yang Zhan's strength last night, thinking that he didn't dare, and thinking of it, the opponent mocked himself just now, and immediately shouted: "People who don't even dare to fight a bull are still looking for a sense of presence here. You can't just play with your mouth."

In his heart, Yang Zhan secretly gave him a thumbs up. At this time, the teammates who heard the voice kept gathering towards this side.

And the other party also reacted, and came immediately when he was angry, and then took off his coat and threw it on the floor, which seemed quite imposing.

Nearly 5 minutes later, Yang Zhan also fought the opponent in the second round of bullfighting, and more and more people gathered around him. After all, competing for point guards has nothing to do with them.

Following Yang Zhan's seemingly simple breakthrough layup, the second round ended. At this time, the people around kept booing, one more round, another round.

Listening to the people booing around, Yang Zhan smiled and picked up the ball. When he was preparing for the third round, someone said: "Hello coach, when will the coach come?"

This sentence seemed to have magical powers, and Yang Zhan was stunned for two seconds. In the third second, there were only two people left in the bullfighting field.

At this time, an elderly man in his 60s with graying hair came over with a kind smile.

He came in front of Yang Zhan, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Good job, I saw it just now.

Then the coach walked up to the white man whose head had been shaved twice in a row.

Also with a kind face, he patted the opponent on the shoulder and said: "Don't be discouraged, basketball is a sport of five people, 1v1 doesn't explain much, isn't there still a team game, you still have a chance."

Of course, seeing the blank expression on the opponent's face, the coach also knew that the opponent didn't listen, shook his head, wondering what he was thinking, then clapped his hands, shouted, and the whole team assembled.

(End of this chapter)