NBA skills: Dominating the black basketball

The two of them were very close, and the two of them were very close.

In the Tonghuang dressing room

"Liang, did you bring that thing?" Qingfeng sat on the chair, leaning back slightly, looking a little lazy, but his eyes revealed a hint of expectation, and his voice was a little relaxed. After all, he was already 14 points ahead of the opponent, and I believe Midorima had no other choice.

Upon hearing the voice, Sakurai Liang immediately stood up and walked quickly to his cabinet. His movements were quick and skillful. He opened the cabinet and took out a box of exquisite honey lemon slices from it.

"I brought it!" There was a hint of tenderness in his voice, as if he was showing his achievements.

Then, Sakurai Liang handed the box to Qingfeng with an expectant smile on his face.

Qingfeng took the box and opened it gently. The golden lemon slices sparkled in the sun.

He took a slice and put it in his mouth. It was sweet and sour, refreshing and refreshing. He couldn't help but smile and praise: "Delicious!"

"Hey, leave some for us too!" Wakamatsu Kosuke's voice suddenly sounded. He walked to Qingfeng with big strides, his eyes flashing with desire for food.

He was not polite either. He reached out and grabbed a few slices of lemon from the box and quickly put them in his mouth, with a satisfied expression on his face.

Seeing Wakamatsu Kosuke's actions, everyone in Tonghuang couldn't help but surrounded him. They all rushed to enjoy this rare delicacy, with happy smiles on their faces. The sweet and sour taste of the lemon slice melted in their mouths, as if taking away all the fatigue and pressure.

Qingfeng, who only ate a slice of lemon, seemed a little different. He sat back in his chair quietly, closed his eyes, and seemed to be enjoying a moment of tranquility.

"Is the consumption still a bit high?" Yuan Zekede whispered to himself, his eyes fell on Qingfeng, thinking in his heart, he knew that the opponent's trump card definitely put a lot of pressure on Qingfeng.

"Okay, now is not the time to relax!" Yuan Zekede suddenly clapped his hands, with a hint of seriousness in his voice, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Let's talk about the arrangement of the second half. It's very simple. Everyone still covers Qingfeng, and everything is left to Qingfeng until the opponent's trump card is completely defeated." His words revealed firmness and determination.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but nodded, their eyes were full of confidence and expectation. As long as the opponent's trump card is defeated, the rest will be left to them.

After all, their Tonghuang also gathered geniuses from various places, and everyone has their own specialties and abilities. They believe that under the leadership of Qingfeng, they will definitely be able to achieve the final victory.

In the Xiude locker room

The morale of the crowd seemed to be affected by the defeat in the second quarter, and a heavy atmosphere filled the entire locker room.

Midorima's performance in the second quarter was obviously suppressed by Aomine, and the team's 15-point deficit made everyone feel like a stone was weighing on their hearts.

"Okay, don't be discouraged." Nakatani Jinliang's voice was like a shot of adrenaline, breaking the silence in the locker room. His voice was loud and firm, making everyone's attention focused on him.

"In the second half, we will implement the four-protect-one tactic. The four of you will completely cover Midorima for three-point shooting," Nakatani Jinliang said to everyone seriously, his eyes revealing unquestionable determination, "Now we not only have to play the success rate, but also play three-pointers to catch up with the score. Do you understand!"

"Hi!" Everyone responded in unison, their voices were full of fighting spirit, and they would never give up.

Midorima kept thinking about Aomine's wildness in his heart. He didn't understand how Aomine did it, why his strength would be so greatly improved after activating the wildness, and what exactly is this wildness! His heart was full of doubts and curiosity.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of Shutoku's locker room, and this sudden sound interrupted Midorima's thoughts.

Shutoku's players were a little confused. Who else would come to the locker room at this time?

Takao Kazunari reacted immediately and walked quickly to the door.

He opened the door and saw a white-haired boy standing outside the door, with a hint of confidence and calmness in his eyes.

"Shirazawa?" Midorima immediately recognized the person and couldn't help but shouting.

"Kamikawa Shirazawa from Fukui High School? What is he doing here?" Everyone couldn't help thinking in their hearts.

"Knowing that you may have fallen into a bottleneck, I came to give you some guidance." Shirazawa smiled and looked at Midorima, his eyes flashing

A glimmer of expectation.

Midorima was slightly stunned, and a feeling of surprise surged in his heart, and then he turned his head with pretended pride: "Oh, I don't have any bottleneck!"

However, there was a subtle expectation in his eyes.

The people around looked at their conversation, and they all looked confused, completely confused, and didn't know what they were talking about. The atmosphere in the locker room became a little weird, as if a layer of fog shrouded the entire scene.

Bai Ze smiled slightly, and then said: "Basketball games are full of variables. If you want to win in the game, you must learn to quickly adapt to the opponent's strategy and rhythm, and constantly adjust your own style of play." His voice was calm and firm, like a breeze blowing through everyone's ears.

"And wildness is a state of freedom and unrestrainedness. On the court, don't be bound by the traditional framework, dare to break through yourself, and show the most real and original side. Only in this way can you truly exert your strength." Bai Ze's words echoed in the air like morning bells and evening drums, moving people.

Midorima listened quietly to Bai Ze's teachings, with a hint of thought in his eyes.

He seemed to understand something, but he felt that there was more to explore. Bai Ze's words were like a key, opening a door deep in his heart and letting him see a vast world.

After listening, the others were still confused, and they didn't seem to fully understand Bai Ze's meaning. However, Bai Ze didn't care. He smiled and said, "That's all I want to say. It depends on you how much you can understand!"

After that, he turned around and prepared to leave this place. His back looked so calm, as if everything was under his control.

Midorima reluctantly squeezed out a word of thanks from his teeth. Although the voice was not loud, it was enough for Bai Ze to hear.

Bai Ze smiled slightly, then turned to Midorima and said, "I can still hear your thanks in my lifetime! I suggest you observe Qingfeng's condition more!" This sentence seemed to have a deep meaning, which made people think deeply.

Midorima blushed a little when he heard this, and then turned his head away again.

Bai Ze smiled, and then left Shutoku's locker room without hesitation. His figure gradually disappeared from sight, leaving Midorima alone to think about the conversation just now.

Midorima stared at the direction where Bai Ze left, with a slight smile on his lips and a gleam in his eyes. He understood that Bai Ze's words gave him new inspiration, and perhaps this was the key to his breakthrough.

Midorima took a deep breath and decided to follow Bai Ze's advice and pay more attention to Qingfeng's condition.