basketball craftsman

Chapter 182 T.216: In the Mood for Love ([-])

"Yoxi, Yuchen defends with iron blood!"

Li Ying was shaking the towel on the sidelines, and Xiangshan High School also had the upper hand in the next two offenses and defenses. In the last 20 seconds, Xiangshan High School launched a counterattack. Entering the inside line, Wang Chao took off to try to block the shot, only to see Zhang Wenjun's low hand pull the bar very amazingly, a looping movement of the basketball circled up but hit the left side of the basket and bounced out.

"Rookie, don't be stupid!" Chen Chaohai resisted Mao Sihan's strong grab, turned his back to the defender and hit the basket into the net, with momentum like a rainbow!The score is 49:37!At the end of the second quarter, the already narrowed point difference widened to 12 points. There was a burst of cheers in the stands. Since the timeout came back, Xiangshan Middle School had another wave of 10:2 attack climax. Huang Jinshan Middle School was beaten dizzy and unable to fight back.

During the half-time break, the morale of the players was still there after leaving the field. Yang Hao put his waist in and said, "The main force on the opposite side is about to die, and our big killer hasn't appeared yet." Everyone turned their attention to Meng Xiaodong, and Ling Lan also looked at him. Her state was the same as usual, she didn't mention anything about Ye Ziyuan's engagement last night at all, and Lily Lan didn't open her mouth to communicate with her.

The two are as usual.

"Meng Xiaodong." Ling Lan said directly by his name, "Are you ready to play?"

Meng Xiaodong sat on the seat and did not answer Ling Lan's words, "What's wrong with Xiaodong?" Ye Fan saw that he was not in the game and asked, Ling Lan was silent for a moment and asked again: "Meng Xiaodong, are you ready?"

Meng Xiaodong shook his head lightly. For the first time, he refused to play.

"Dong?" Li Ying bent down to check his situation curiously, and Yang Hao asked in a daze, "Uh, what's wrong with Xiaodong? Don't you usually scratch your head and say 'ah, give me the ball'... "

"Meng Xiaodong!" Zhu Chengshao yelled at him, "Are you afraid?!"

Meng Xiaodong was in a state of embarrassment in silence today, Ling Lan did not continue to ask, Shi Qianqian stood aside quietly watching Ling Lan and Meng Xiaodong also did not speak, maybe, things will pass unknowingly like this, on the other side Huang Jinshan Middle School It's a different scene in the locker room.

"Xiangshan is so strong, the game is too difficult..." Wu Yuepeng bent over and panted and wiped the corners of his mouth, Li Xiaoyun also said very tiredly, "Today we were able to hold on to the score and we performed exceptionally well thanks to our good touch. The second quarter obviously improved , It’s really not reconciled to being suppressed after a timeout.”

"Hold your breath..." Zhang Jinzhong also looked a little tired, "The game is not over yet, everyone hold your breath."

"But we were targeted again... Xiangshan's tactical background is too strong, and it is not at the same level as those of us who play wild ball. We don't understand these things at all." Wu Yuepeng wiped his sweat and said, "I don't know how I feel now. How long can it last, Zhang, what should we do now..."

Zhang Jinzhong remained silent. In his mind, he had always aimed to participate in the National League. At this moment, the team seemed to have encountered an insurmountable obstacle. Zhang Jinzhong sat on his seat and said slowly: "Everyone, remember the time when our basketball team was rebuilt. On that day?"

……

September a year ago was a golden school season.

Huang Jinshan Middle School is a young school located in the north of Phoenix City.The new semester ushered in a group of brand-new faces, among whom there are some young talents who love basketball.

"Hey, buddy!" A handsome freshman walked into the school gate with a basketball in his hand, called another classmate and asked, "Do you know where our school's basketball court is?"

"Basketball court?" The student who was questioned turned his eyes to the opposite side of the street, pointed to the power supply bureau not far away and said, "There is a basketball court in the power supply bureau over there, but it is quite broken, and the basket has no net, haha. "

"Why do you want to play basketball there?" The freshman asked wonderingly, "Is there no basketball court in our school?"

He patted the freshman on the shoulder earnestly and said, "Wake up, our Huang Jinshan Middle School is a public literature school. It would be nice to have two badminton rackets in the school. How about playing basketball at a young age..."

"My God..." the freshman asked as he dropped the basketball in his hand, "Then no one in our school plays basketball? Suddenly want to drop out..."

"Pfft, I'm just kidding, brother." He picked up the basketball on the ground, spun it around twice, and finally put it on his index finger and said, "I'm one of them, let's go, I'll take you to play at the power supply bureau...you are a freshman right Well, what's your name?"

"Li Xiaoyun." The freshman asked after him, "You wear a school uniform, bro, are you in the second grade?"

He nodded and replied: "I'm Wu Yuepeng, I'm in Class 4 ([-]). I know a guy in the same class who also likes to play basketball. I guess he's on the other side of the court now?"

"Oh?" Li Xiaoyun felt curious and followed Wu Yuepeng across the road to the power supply bureau. He heard the familiar rhythmic sound from a distance, and saw four people playing basketball there through the barbed wire. "Pass the ball, pass the ball!" A student with tanned skin and muscles all over his body moved nimbly, catching the ball and stepping up to hit the inside line. With a dry pull and a jump shot, the high parabola of the basketball crosses the air and hits the net with precision!
"Wow, he turned around and made a jump shot. This guy has pretty good skills." Li Xiaoyun was interested and went around the barbed wire to look at it. The empty basketball court was in very poor conditions, and only four middle school students were playing basketball, and the rest were only in the distance. Sanitation workers sweeping the floor.Wu Yuepeng stepped forward with a basketball in his hand and shouted, "Zhang, here comes the newcomer!"

"Rookie?" The student who just made a jump shot walked to the sidelines. He looked at Li Xiaoyun with a dirty face and stretched out his hand and asked, "Are you a rookie? What's your name?"

"Li Xiaoyun, Class 7, Grade [-]." Li Xiaoyun shook hands with him and said, "Big brothers, let's play together!"

"Of course." He introduced Li Xiaoyun, "I'm Zhang Jinzhong, and Lin Zi and A Jun are both in the second grade... The tall guy is Lao Mao, and we all call him Gouzi."

"Lin Chengyu, hello." Two other people walked up to the side of the field to say hello, "I'm Lei Jun, class two (9), hello Li Zi."

"Old Zhang is nonsense!" The tall student stepped forward and patted Zhang Jinzhong on the shoulder and said, "If you call me a dog again, I will scratch you to death! Li Zi is a freshman? I am Mao Sihan, not a dog!"

"Haha..." The people next to him were cheerful, and Wu Yuepeng patted Li Zi on the shoulder and said, "To be honest, Li Zi, there are only a few people in our school who can play basketball. Li Zi, do you know other friends who can play basketball? ?"

"Yes." Li Xiaoyun raised his hand and said, "My junior high school classmate, Brother Chao, is in Class One (6) of Senior High. He is quite tall, probably as tall as Brother Mao, right?"

"Really?" Zhang Jinzhong became interested in playing basketball when he heard that there were freshmen playing basketball, "Let's take this opportunity to invite them to play together."

"Okay!" Li Xiaoyun turned around and ran to the school after finishing speaking. Wu Yuepeng looked at his back and said, "Zhang, is it too casual for you to be so eager to attract people to play? Even if you gather at least 8 people, you can form a school." The basketball team doesn’t need to be taken by all the old and the young, right?”

"Hey, what are you thinking, Lao Peng." Zhang Jinzhong patted the basketball in his hand and said, "Who said to form a team, I'll gather more people to play together, don't always talk about forming a school team. Well!"

A moment later, Li Xiaoyun brought two other people: one was tall, the other was plain with glasses, and both were first-year freshmen who had just registered for school.

"Yo, I'm quite tall." Zhang Jinzhong looked at the tall figure of the new first-year student and asked, "I'm Zhang Jinzhong, the 'ball brother' from our Huangjinshan Middle School. What do you call me?"

"Wang Chao." The tall first-year student had a calm expression and didn't say much. Another boy with glasses raised his hand and said, "Hi, senior Zhang. I'm Yao Bin, a freshman in class (1) of the first grade."

Several people met each other, and the little Huang Jinshan Middle School basketball club had more new faces, and a brand new idea sprouted in Zhang Jinzhong's mind.

(End of this chapter)