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Yang Kangyu licked his lower lip, put his hands on his thighs, raised his neck, and stared at the stadium not far away. Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, slipped down his face, and fell into his neckline.

Today is the day of team selection. Everyone in the team wants to show their best self, and they all try their best.

Many coaches from cities and provinces stood in various positions around the court, spreading out, with more than a dozen pairs of eyes closely watching every move of the players on the court.

A game decides the outcome.

Now it's the Coyotes on the court, one-on-one.

He kept slapping the basketball with his right hand, fixed his eyes on the opponent in front of him, looked for opportunities to break through, and focused on every shot without daring to relax at all.

Sweat drenched his back, the basketball jersey stuck to his back, and the sweat on his face flowed down his cheeks, like countless streams finally converging into a river, hanging on his chin, precarious.

Suddenly, the drop of sweat fell into the air and shattered on the wooden floor.

The little wolf's body twisted quickly, turned sideways neatly, and threw the ball upwards.

The opponent also reacted, and quickly stuck to the little wolf's body.

"Bang" sounded.

"Fuck!" Yang Kangyu who was sitting under the stage couldn't help cursing in a low voice, with joy and excitement.

Goal scored.

Yang Kangyu hurriedly picked up the towels and water bottles that had been prepared for the little wolf by his side, and ran up like a trot, meeting the little wolf who was surrounded by people like many moons and stars.

"Brother Yu." The little wolf took the water from Yang Kangyu and smiled.

Although Yang Kangyu tried his best to suppress his body movements, he couldn't hide the joy in his eyes: "Yes, you."

"Did you see the eyes of those coaches? They were terrified." Someone next to him said.

Several coaches around lowered their heads, pointed in the direction of the little wolf, and whispered.

Cub's opponent is considered the tallest player in the team. None of them thought that Cub, who was completely led by the opponent's nose in the early stage due to such a height disadvantage, would be able to turn against the wind in the end.

Yang Kangyu looked at the little wolf with relief in his eyes: "Our little wolf won this by himself."

The little wolf smiled and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Okay, let's take a rest, there's more to come." Yang Kangyu said.

The selection competition adopts an elimination system, and the winner enters the next round of elimination competition, and the winner in the end is eligible to enter the city team or provincial team for further selection.

Playing two one-on-one games, it can be said that Yang Kangyu is effortless and has won the praise of many coaches.

Compared to Yang Kangyu's ability to do a job with ease, the little wolf seemed to be struggling every step of the way, walking on thin ice, trying his best for every point, and the victory was really hard-won.

During the second round, the little wolf already felt that his physical strength was exhausted. At the end, he was a little powerless and almost gritted his teeth to persevere.

"If you don't meet Brother Yu, then there are two more games." Little Wolf was thinking silently.

The opponent randomly drawn in the next round happened to be suppressed by Xiaolang's style of play. Although it couldn't be said to be an easy victory, it was still relatively easy compared to the previous two games.

Yang Kangyu won without any surprises, and others may not be able to see his intentional release of water to allow the opponent to score, but in the eyes of the little wolf, he can see it clearly.

Yang Kangyu just didn't want to embarrass his opponents in front of so many coaches.

Even if there is no team selection this time, there will be a next time, and there will be a next time. If the coach can be impressed, maybe the chances of being selected in the future will be greater.

He always makes opponents play beautiful and wonderful balls in different ways, willing to be a foil.

After this match, it took a lot more energy and brains than during normal sparring.

"As expected of Brother Yu, the water release is so good." Little Wolf gave Meng Wenjun a thumbs up and said with a smile, then patted the seat next to him, motioning Meng Wenjun to sit down.

Yang Kangyu covered his face with a towel, took a deep breath, and heard the little wolf say slowly in his ear: "Brother Yu, don't be like this when you treat me."

Yang Kangyu paused and said, "Okay."

The confrontation with Yang Kangyu came earlier than Little Wolf expected.

In the semi-finals of four to two, the name of the little wolf was posted next to Yang Kangyu's name, Song Jianlang.

"Song Jianlang!" The head coach stood on the court and called the little wolf by his name.

Yang Kangyu stood in the middle of the court, watching the little wolf step forward, with a smile that cannot be described in words, as if he was willing to fall at the feet of the winner.

Yang Kangyu could tell from the movements of the coyotes that he had exhausted most of his energy in the first two games.

"Start!" The loud shout was accompanied by a whistle, and the little wolf grabbed the basketball first, and quickly dribbled the ball to Yang Kangyu's left side, looking for a quick breakthrough.

After hesitating for a moment, the little wolf has already passed Yang Kangyu and flashed under the basket, holding the basketball with both arms, and jumped up vigorously with both legs, the ball hit the basket with a clear sound.

Score.

Yang Kangyu turned sideways, and the little wolf was also standing under the basket looking at him.

"Brother Yu, please do your best for me."

After saying that, the little wolf slapped the basketball and came to the center of the court again, still trying to attack from Yang Kangyu's weak left side.

At the moment when the little wolf's figure flickered, Yang Kangyu slapped his left arm hard, and with just that one stroke, he easily deflected the little wolf's attack, and the basketball was firmly under the control of his left hand.

Being robbed of the basketball in his hand, the little wolf's body's instinctive reaction was one step ahead of his brain's. He quickly bent over, and immediately counterattacked like a hungry wolf that had been robbed of food, subconsciously pounced in Yang Kangyu's direction, Attempt to rely on the advantage of short height to intercept from bottom to top.

Yang Kangyu saw the little wolf's movements from the corner of his eyes. Before he reached the most appropriate shooting position, he had to make a big jump, using all his strength to jump upwards, and then transferred the gathered power to his fingertips. Thrust upwards.

All the people on the field involuntarily raised their necks and looked up.

The ball was thrown extremely high by Yang Kangyu.

Just when everyone thought it was a ball with the wrong strength, there was a "bang", and the sound of the basketball hitting the ground stunned the coaches around.

The ball was played beautifully and didn't even touch the rim much.

"Bouncing is also good, adaptability is also good, he is very good." The head coach of the provincial team looked at Yang Kangyu and praised the people next to him.

The coyotes on the court hurriedly wiped the sweat off his face with his jersey, obviously it was only two balls, and he felt like he had already run most of the time.

He looked at Yang Kangyu, his eyes were full of heat, and shouted: "This is you!"

Yang Kangyu's face was calm, he breathed a sigh of relief, bent down sideways and slapped hard, the basketball that was about to lie on the ground quickly bounced high like a fish jumping out of the water.

The two changed positions again, nervous for the next ball.

Little wolf's eyes were fixed on the movements of Yang Kangyu's subordinates, he took a deep breath, big drops of sweat dripped down his cheeks, he kept moving in small steps, his body ready to go, like a pulley Bow full of arrows.

Yang Kangyu pretended to take a step to the left, and the little wolf immediately stuck to the left.

A wild wolf staring at its prey.

This is where the nickname "Little Wolf" comes from.

Attacking and biting to death are his advantages.

When facing Xiaolang face to face, no one has ever been willing to attack him face to face, except Yang Kangyu.

Relying on the advantage of height, Yang Kangyu first gained the upper hand, but when he was about to kick the goal, he was intercepted by the little wolf and ran to the rear suddenly.

Fortunately, Yang Kangyu reacted in time, turned around and wrapped himself around the little wolf, defending tightly, not giving the little wolf a chance to attack again, and fixed his eyes on the little wolf's waist, ready to attack.

The little wolf kept opening his mouth and gasping for breath, both himself and Yang Kangyu understood that this was the beginning of his exhaustion.

In a trance, the basketball returned to Yang Kangyu's hands again. When he looked up again, Yang Kangyu had already run a short distance away. When he caught up, Yang Kangyu had already completed the slam dunk. , jump your feet back to the ground.

"The mentality is also very good, very calm." The head coach looked at Yang Kangyu, without hiding the admiration in his eyes.

Suddenly, a short and fat coach beside him said, "That Song Jianlang is also good."

The head coach nodded: "It's a pity that the stamina is not enough."

"Is his drive common to many people? Like a wolf." The coach's generous face was full of surprise.

The head coach twitched his lips, disapprovingly: "You are always like this, don't you just have to work hard to play basketball?"

The coach didn't take it seriously either: "Differences do not conspire with each other."

The little wolf's physical strength was exhausted quickly, faster than he expected, and his offensive movements gradually became incapable. After finally stealing a ball, he was still forced to defend.

Already conceded three goals in a row.

Sweat drenched him completely.

Yang Kangyu stared into his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Little wolf, I will let you pass this ball, you will pass from my left later..."

Before he finished speaking, the coyotes seized the opportunity to dribble the ball from Yang Kangyu's right side, and ran straight for the backboard, seeming angry.

The tiredness on his face could not be concealed: "Brother Yu, don't do this."

After saying that, he ran to the center of the court again, preparing for the next round of attack.

But his body was getting heavier and heavier, and even the basketball in his hand was almost out of control. Yang Kangyu seized the right time, grabbed the basketball, stood outside the three-point line, and threw it upwards vigorously.

A nice three points.

"This kid is not bad." The head coach's eyes almost overflowed with praise.

As soon as the whistle blows, the game is over.

The incandescent lamp above his head hit the court, and hit the top of their heads, thinning their shadows. The little wolf stood in the center of the court, sweating profusely, panting heavily, his chest rising and falling evenly back and forth , there was joy for Yang Kangyu in his eyes, but also loneliness for his loss.

"Brother Yu, thank you." He said softly.

The reason is that Yang Kangyu regards him as an opponent who can go all out to deal with him.

Yang Kangyu also looked back at him, strode forward, clenched his fist, and hammered his shoulder: "Stinky boy."

There are tears in the eyes.

The little wolf laughed, echoing the smile on Yang Kangyu's face.

Without any suspense, in the last game, Yang Kangyu's score was far ahead.

As soon as the game ended, all the coaches who came gathered around Yang Kangyu, chattering and asking about Yang Kangyu's schedule and when he could come to the provincial team for training.

Only the short, fat and generous coach stood in front of the little wolf, blocking the light in front of him.

Little Wolf slowly raised his head, saw that it was the coach, and quickly stood up: "Hi, coach."

"Good game," he said.

"It's still a long way off." Little Wolf scratched his scalp embarrassingly.

He paused for a moment, then asked with a smile, "Young man, would you like to give the city team a chance?"

Hearing this, Little Wolf's mind froze immediately, the amount of information was too much, it was overloaded, it went blank, and he stood there in a daze, staring straight at the coach.

"What? Don't want to?"

He stammered and asked, "What do you mean?"

"The provincial team likes to be top-notch, so shouldn't the city team be allowed to do the same? Song Jianlang, let me ask you, do you want to join the city team?" the coach asked with his hands folded in front of his chest.

The little wolf's throat rolled up and down, and the sockets of his eyes suddenly turned red. The sudden joy made him almost speechless, he just felt as if he was dreaming.

"Don't want to?"

"I I I I I I I I I I I I I DO!!!"