Coach Lee

Chapter 21 Cool!
"In the last 10 minutes of the game, our players' physical energy is also very exhausted. This timeout was called very timely. The Chinese team is still leading by 12 points. As long as the rhythm is stabilized and the success rate is achieved, we will be able to stabilize keep the fruits of victory."

Teacher Sun Zhengping is also sweating for the boys of the Chinese men's basketball team,
These lads are still too young. They rushed forward so hard that they have no energy now, right?

Just like long-distance running, this basketball should not be rushed, it must come steadily so as not to lose its sense of proportion.

The audience in front of the TV also had sweaty palms.It was obviously good in the past, but why did it fail when the game was about to end?

"Chinese team, come on!"

"Slow down and fight, don't rush so fast, we have a success rate, just waste time."

"That's Xiao Hei over there, we can't outrun them. We have to outsmart them, not to fight against them."

The audience gave pointers enthusiastically, but the soldiers on the front line couldn't hear them.

"Huh~huh~huh~huh~"

Seeing the players in front of him panting one by one, Director Gong also shook his head.

In terms of physical fitness, our players are still much worse than those little blacks.

The same game, the same running back and forth on the same court, and the opposing team played much more time.Why don't people feel so breathless?
The only one who comforted Director Gong was Li Nan.This kid is leisurely drinking water from a thermos.I don't know what was soaked in it, but I drank it with such relish.

This kid is from the Bayi team. I heard that he was lazy in training.

But after coming to the United States to practice, I realized that the rumors were wrong.

In the past, this kid must have practiced behind others' backs.

Otherwise, how could he have such perverted physical ability?
"Little Li!"

"Hey! Here!"

Li Nan stood up reflexively and looked at Director Gong.

"Xiao Li, I need you to score, can you do it?"

Hearing the coach's words, Li Nan leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Coach, can I shoot casually?"

Director Gong glanced at those weak guys, then nodded in agreement. "Well, yes."

Who knows, Li Nan suddenly added another sentence. "Then if I lose, I won't take the blame."

"How is it possible?" Director Gong said as it should be: "Because you lost the game because you hit the iron, you must be responsible for it!"

Li Nan looked very scared, "Hiss, then I still won't play."

"Don't play? You don't play in the next game after that, and I won't help you with that." Director Gong threatened.

Li Nan put his finger in front of his mouth, "cough cough cough ~ Director Gong, don't, we have something to discuss."

Director Gong didn't have the mind to mess around anymore, and looked at Li Nan fixedly, "Are you going to make it?"

Seeing Director Gong like this, Li Nan also became serious. "Go, must go!"

"Win the game or not?"

"Win, must win!"

"What if you can't win?"

"If you can't win, um~ um~ If you can't win, I will ask my best brother to come to see you."

For some reason, Wang Dazhi suddenly felt a chill in his neck.

On the bench of the Angola team, No. 11 Sardinha folded his arms and talked to the coach: "Coach, I suspect they have taken medicine."

Comparing the performance of the Chinese team, Sardinha is sure that the opponent is the kind of sequelae of taking medicine.

The head coach also touched his chin, thinking about something seriously.

In this game, everyone was optimistic about Angola before the game.However, everything after the start of the game was so unbelievable.

Looking at the other party's performance before and after, isn't it because the other party has taken illegal/banned/drugs/products?

"No, we can't let these people get away with it, we must let them be punished!"

The head coach found the team leader and reported the matter to the team leader.

The leader hurried away.

The Angola coach also hurriedly greeted the players and began to arrange.

"Listen, the Chinese team leads by 12 points. Their physical strength can't keep up. Their next strategy must be to delay time conservatively. You go up to press them. From the serve, press the whole court, don't give them a breather The other party has become a soft-legged shrimp now, you go up and deal with them severely. Victory must belong to us."

"Yes! Coach."

Back to the game.

The Chinese team's sideline kick!
Another throw-in!
Angola suddenly came to a full-court press!
As expected of Xiao Hei, he still has enough energy at this time!
However, the Chinese team has long been prepared.

Wang Dazhi served from outside the line, and Li Nan and the four squeezed into hamburgers in his backcourt.

The Angola five really listened to the coach's arrangement, and they stuck tightly to the players of the Chinese team, as if they wanted to surround Li Nan and the others in a circle.

10 people are in one half, it is very crowded.

beep!
A whistle!
Seeing that all five opponents were in the backcourt, Li Nan also exchanged glances with Wang Dazhi who was serving.

"Dazhi!"

Then, a very strange scene appeared.

Li Nan rushed across the half-court, and the five Angolan players behind him were all incredulously stunned, with no intention of catching up.

Awkward!
The players in Angola thought that the Chinese team was going to attack the basket here!
Even if they reacted, they couldn't catch up, so they could only stand there, watching Li Nan's performance in front of him blankly.

Teacher Sun wanted to praise Li Nan for being so smart, but when he saw his actions, he didn't feel very good.

"Li Nan rushed up, hey, three-pointer? There is no one under the basket at this time, so choosing such a long three-pointer is a bit hasty, right? Li Nan is still too young."

Sure enough, the goal was missed!
The palace guide also held his forehead.

All kinds of comments came out from the domestic audience.

"Isn't it good to go straight in for a layup?"

"Three points, does he think he is Reggie Miller?"

"Young people are really messing around"

At the scene, the Angolan players saw that Li Nan shot a three-pointer, and they quickly retreated.

However, when they ran halfway, they stopped again.

Although Li Nan's ball missed, it bounced back.

Li Nan seemed to know that the ball would not go in, so he was already prepared to rush in.

The basketball is firmly in his hand.

Pointing to the ground, it took off lightly, like hanging a wire, and felt like its head was about to hit the basket!
Something unbelievable happened.

Li Nan seemed to have stopped in the air, he swung his arms in a full circle, and smashed the ball hard into the basket.

boom!
"Wow!"

"Pretty!"

"The windmill! Oh Mygord! That's the windmill!"

"Jumped too high! Did he have springs on it?"

"When did Chinese players become so good?"

"Did he just stop in the air? Why do I feel like I saw Jordan?"

The audience exploded.

Li Nan hit his chest hard, and roared excitedly at the person on the Angola bench. "Wow!"

In the previous life, this kind of action could only be done in a dream.

But just now he really succeeded.

I have been recalling this ball for a long time, the moment when the basketball blew up the rim really made my blood swell.

Cool!
(End of this chapter)