Strong Offense and Defense

Nie Chuan did not expect such a battle at all.

Reese tugged at Nie Chuan, but didn't intend to answer.

His gaze was very lethal. When he coldly swept across the media reporters surrounding them, everyone took a half step back inexplicably.Reese dragged Nie Chuan like this, and left arrogantly.

Sitting in the taxi, Nie Chuan looked out the window.

Reese said, "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking, today's Owen Whishaw is completely different from the previous practice match. Compared with the combination with Ralvin, we are more lethal when we are two-on-two."

"This is the finals of the NCAA. The big waves wash over the sand, and only the strong win. Owen will not have any reservations." Rees replied.

"Before I focused on his ability to score at the basket. Although he is a point guard, his jumping ability and explosive power are comparable to yours. When I saw his three-pointers today, I felt terrible. .”

Although he didn't want to admit it, Ewing looked very thin in front of Owen.

And Owen's strength also made him wander between the three-point line and the basket, which undoubtedly brought great difficulty to dk's defense.Coupled with their small forward, the two cooperated to help each other, and Nie Chuan felt his head was getting bigger just thinking about it.

"So, you don't just have to be a good point guard, you also have to play an offensive role."

Nie Chuan let out a breath: "I always feel that this is not enough."

"Of course not enough. When necessary, we have to make adjustments."

"What adjustment?" Nie Chuan was very curious about what was going on in Reese's head.

"You score, I defend."

Nie Chuan seemed to understand what Reese meant.Reese planned to stare at Owen one-on-one.

If Owen can be blocked and his cut-in cooperation with the small forward can be cut off, DK's skills will be much freer.

"Don't think too much about it. We've gotten this far."

Rees reached out and rubbed the back of Nie Chuan's head.

But last year, dk was defeated by cbu.At that time, Reese was able to completely suppress Owen to recover by a big score in the last 5 minutes, which also proved that Reese's ability is still slightly better than Owen's.

In the afternoon, the team had two hours of regular training.

Carlo and Ewing seemed very serious.

Nie Chuan could clearly feel Ewing's pressure.

"Hey, Ewing." Nie Chuan put his hand on Ewing's shoulder, "Don't worry so much, the finals are not. You just need to score."

Ewing smiled: "Just don't be hiccupped by Owen Whishaw again, kid."

Nie Chuan is embarrassing, it seems that his black spot will follow for a long time.He had to give Owen a little pain in the regular game to save his reputation.

After the training, the whole team had a dinner together, and everyone was wishing the next victory.

After dinner, Nie Chuan strolled with Reese on the streets near the hotel with his pocket in his pocket.

Nie Chuan felt extremely comfortable with his eyes squinted and the night breeze blowing.

The phone vibrated from time to time. It was a WeChat message from friends in China and Zhou Bin, wishing Nie Chuan a successful next game.

Although he is not in China, he has become the focus of discussion among high school students.There are even many people eagerly waiting for the upload of the game video.

Just when Nie Chuan looked down at the phone information, he completely ignored the direction and walked to the edge of the sidewalk unknowingly.

While Reese was on the phone with his sister Vivian, he caught a glimpse of a motorcycle making a loud noise out of the corner of his eye, and it was about to pass by Nie Chuan.

"Nie Chuan—" Reese ran away, reaching out to pull Nie Chuan back.

"Ah?" Nie Chuan turned his head and looked in Reese's direction, as if he didn't understand why Reese called him suddenly.

At that moment, a figure came to Nie Chuan's side and dragged him to his side.

Nie Chuan's cell phone was dropped, and his mouth hit the opponent's chin, almost bleeding.

Nie Chuan was in so much pain that he almost burst into tears.

Behind him was the wind blown by the high-speed motorbike.

And Reese was not far from Nie Chuan, his eyes were wide open, and there was a look of fear on his face.

This kind of fear sank slowly, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes: "Owen Whishaw."

"Aha, the two of you are too clingy, do you want to walk together at night?" Owen said with a smile.

Nie Chuan turned his face and saw Owen.It turned out that Owen pulled himself back from the side of the road just now.

Reese raised his chin, Owen lowered his head helplessly and smiled, took back the palm on Nie Chuan's shoulder, spread it out, with a helpless look: "Okay, I understand. Your Nie Chuan , no one else can touch it."

"Owen, why are you here?" Nie Chuan was surprised.

"What's the matter? It's very close to the stadium. We all live in nearby hotels. It's normal to meet occasionally. And I've been following you two for a long time. I want to see when you find me." Owen raised his hand and looked at his watch, "It's been 15 minutes! It seems that I really don't have any sense of existence. But no matter what, I helped you bring Nie Chuan back. Should you at least say thank you to me? ?”

"Thank you." Reese replied.

"It's really not sincere."

At this time, Nie Chuan realized that he was almost hung up by the motorcycle, and broke out in a cold sweat.

If you fall like that, not only will you not be able to play in the next game, but if it is serious, you may even lose your life.

"Owen, thank you!" Nie Chuan looked at the other party and said.

"By the way, Nie Chuan, what do you think of CBU's performance today?" Owen asked with a smile.

That kind of smile was like the first time he saw Nie Chuan on the community basketball court, like a British gentleman, without any offensive power.

"It's powerful. It's also terrifying. But our dk will definitely beat you." Nie Chuan said in a very sure tone.

Owen put his pockets in his pocket and smiled: "You kid, do you think you can dominate the world after defeating Raven Harvey?"

Nie Chuan raised his eyebrows, walked to Reese's side, put his hand on Reese's shoulder, and said to Owen with a smile: "I never thought about dominating the world. But together with Reese, it should be no problem to dominate the ncaa finals, right?" !"

Owen froze for a moment, then held his stomach and laughed loudly: "Okay! I'll wait. Let me see in three days if you and Reese can really dominate the ncaa."

After Nie Chuan exchanged pleasantries with Owen, Owen left with his pockets in his pocket.

Rees, who had been silent all this time, said, "You just watched the CBU game today, and you were still worried. Why did you suddenly feel confident just now?"

Nie Chuan smiled and walked forward with Reese: "I think the competition in three days will be very difficult."

"Ah."

"But we will win."

Nie Chuan suddenly ran to the bench beside the road with a smile, stood up on it with one step, and turned around.

The street lamp shone on his face, which was extraordinarily bright.

A car passed by the side of the road, and Reese became inexplicably nervous: "Get down for me."

He grabbed Nie Chuan's wrist, Nie Chuan leaned down, and was about to fall into Reese's arms, but he stabilized his weight, pressed Reese's shoulder, lowered his head and kissed Reese's lips.

It was a long kiss.

Rees, who was originally frowning, slowly relaxed his brows. He raised his head halfway, and changed from responding to Nie Chuan to enthusiastically asking for it.

His hand let go of Nie Chuan's wrist, and then clasped Nie Chuan's back tightly, pressing him hard against him.

Nie Chuan's legs gradually separated from the bench, as if being hugged by Reese.

Reese's kiss became more and more forceful, as if the fire had fallen into Nie Chuan's blood and burned up, about to vaporize his body.

"Hey!" Nie Chuan leaned back and ended the kiss.

But Reese kissed his chin and neck with more inclinations.

"Don't you always mind kissing me under the eyes of others?" Reese asked, looking up.

Nie Chuan saw countless stars-like lights in his eyes.

"Then do you also mind that it was Owen who pulled me back from the side of the road just now, not you?"

Nie Chuan asked amusedly.

"Although I mind, I am very grateful to him." Reese said softly, "So don't do any dangerous things in the future."

Rees buried his head in Nie Chuan's chest.

"Okay, as long as we stay together."

Three days later, the game between cbu and udk kicked off.

From the moment he left the hotel and sat in the bus, he could feel the inexplicably warm atmosphere.

Those college students who supported dk didn't have time to buy the tickets for the game. They arrived in front of the hotel early and spontaneously lined up on both sides, shouting for cheer.

They waved bunting and had dk's badge painted on their faces.

When the bus left the hotel gate, Nie Chuan closed his eyes and calmed down.

He had to get himself focused, he adjusted his breathing, he listened to his heartbeat, he kept going back to Owen Whishaw's shot, the rhythm of his dribble, the movement from calf to fingertips when he took off and shot. The way of exerting force. The technical characteristics of the other players in the cbu, and their cooperation methods are like slow-motion movies replaying in Nie Chuan's mind over and over again.

Gymnasiums have become boiling oceans.

Nie Chuan walked in with the team, and when Rees flexed his wrists on the sidelines in his jersey, the shouts suddenly rose an octave.

"Great! It seems that Reese Reddington is going to play today!"

"I've heard that he and Nie Chuan's partner is very good, and finally I can see it!"

Since the last match, Nie Chuan's supporters have doubled.

Coach Gordon took a breath and called the players to his side: "What I need to tell you has been repeated many times yesterday. Now, I want you to be together, bow your heads, and discard all distracting thoughts. Get yourself focused!"

Everyone lowered their bodies, stopped the shoulders of the people beside them, formed a circle, and closed their eyes.

It's not a meditation, but a process of throwing away everything that doesn't belong on the court and focusing on winning.