All-round mathematician

Chapter 54 Contest with Reality
The CHBL High School Basketball League Qualifying Tournament kicks off this weekend.

In the first game, Wuzhou High School played against Experimental High School.The attached middle school and the experimental middle school are natural enemies, and the history of falling in love and killing each other is not enough for a few days and nights.

I must have what you have, and I still have what you don't have.

The Affiliated High School and the Experimental Middle School are two prestigious schools dominating the east and west sides of Wuzhou. They were founded on similar dates and have the same development model.

It is a topic that cannot be avoided when talking about how the attached middle school must be related to the real middle school.

"Student Yang Fan, the school has other sports competitions, and I will leave the basketball competition to you."

Seeing that the departure time was approaching, Yang Fan received a message from Xue Qinghe, 11 people waited for half an hour, and the result was this.

"Okay guys, let's go."

The 11-seat minibus started, and the crowd was just right. Yang Fan led the team in this competition.He sat down in the passenger seat and brought Feng Yao's two books, which were only halfway through, and he wondered if he could finish them this semester.

At the gate of Shizhong, banners and flags are fluttering, and gongs and drums are shaking the sky.

A huge banner stands, and it reads: Warmly welcome the basketball team players of the attached high school.

There is a row of young girls on each side, in uniform yellow and white short skirts, holding flowers, and the sweet voice echoes: welcome, welcome, warmly welcome.

"boom."

The salute roared and the ribbons flew.

The real middle school basketball players lined up neatly, a young woman in front of them took the lead in applauding, and hundreds of real middle school students clapped their hands at the same time.

There were eleven people in the attached middle school car, all of them looked dazed.Starting from the low-key of my school, how do I feel that this is my school.

"Could it be that we are students of reality and have returned in victory?"

Shizhong basketball team is so strong and very popular in the school.

The leading woman approached, her aura was strong and her hands were pressed down, and the surrounding area was silent for a moment.

It was noisy one moment, but completely silent the next second, Yang Fan narrowed his eyes, this woman has a great background.

Short hair, two high eyebrows, white embroidered shirt over a black suit, long legs in black silk.

The data shows: height 178 cm, leg length 127 cm...36C. "

"Where's your team leader teacher?" A total of 11 people got off the bus, all of similar ages, women were unhappy, and they didn't respect their opponents at all.

"Hi, I'm leading the team this time." Yang Fan smiled and stretched out his right hand.

"Are you the captain?" Jianmei huddled together, speaking coldly.

"Coach and substitute." Yang Fan still stretched out one hand, neither retracting it nor not retracting it.

"Hmph." The woman turned and left, leaving behind a proud and charming back.

Hundreds of welcoming people and onlookers spoke rudely and cursed at once.

The same indoor gymnasium is simply a template, and there must be some in the attached book.

The master of ceremonies led them to the players' lounge, and when he left, the players changed their clothes.

"Do you see it? Shizhong attaches great importance to this game, probably because of the popularity driven by that beautiful coach. Don't feel pressured."

Yang Fan also changed into his own player uniform, uniformed with blacks on a red background. He was No. [-]. At that time, someone counted and reported one at random.

As long as it is not a popular number, or a funny 1 number, it can be passed.

"Coach Yang, we didn't play against the attached high school last year, and we don't have their data at all. This year has changed so much, it seems that it is not easy to win."

Captain He Feng, wearing No. 4 jersey, is absolutely in the center.

"It doesn't matter, they don't understand our data. It is also the provincial key point. The data can be based on our school. It is not bad."

Yang Fan smiled easily, and the players followed suit.The two schools are too similar, to see them is to see their own school.

"Recently targeted training, we think we have made great progress. If we are still at the same level as we were half a month ago, we will surely win."

No. 7 Xie Hailin, the vice-captain small forward, has comprehensive skills and a handsome personality. He is very popular in the attached middle school.

"Please ask the coach to determine the starting personnel."

Ten people formed a row, extremely serious.Countless days and nights of hard training, just waiting for today to take off.

"Okay, captain and vice-captain, No. 9 Zhang Jiafan point guard, No. 15 Lu Zhiming shooting guard, No. 23 Chen Yanxin power forward. The rest are backup."

"Yes, coach."

Yang Fan glanced over the faces of the players, most of them were calm, but Yuan Wenbo stared at him with a look of displeasure.

If you don't have enough skills, you need to polish and polish, and you always think about going astray, so there is little promise.

"Walk."

Walking through the darkness, the light in front of you is shining brightly, and the sound is noisy.

11 people entered the venue at one time, and the audience was boiling.One or two thousand seats, only 10 minutes, took up less than half.

Whistles and screams filled the venue.

Looking up, the real middle school student, with his thumb down, hissed loudly and ridiculed endlessly.

There is a constant flow of people at the entrance and exit of the auditorium, and there are still 10 minutes before the game starts, and there will be at least a thousand people by then.

Yuan Wenbo, who participated in a large-scale competition for the first time, suddenly felt weak on the soles of his feet. It was too exaggerated, and he was hostile by hundreds of people.

Xie Hailin's mentality is very stable, listening to the noise in his ears, slightly intoxicated, this is the atmosphere of the game.

"Hold on, come on, go on... hit, come on." The heart-piercing roar hurt the eardrums.

Yuan Wenbo's legs were trembling, Yang Fan turned his head and gave him a cold look, unable to get on the stage.

With a firm mind like Xie Linhai, he waved his right hand excitedly to say hello. Captain He Feng was expressionless, ready to fight.

Allocate a resting place, and look at the number of members of the other party, which is three times that of your own.

"The Shizhong basketball team is really happy, with so many players and such high popularity." He Feng's eyes were full of envy.

"Unexpectedly, in one or two years, the reality has changed so much."

"I've heard people say that all kinds of teams in real China have sponsors, they are rich and powerful, and they grow bigger and bigger."

"It's not necessarily a good thing, too much utilitarianism." Yang Fan clapped his palms, and the players concentrated, "Okay, adjust your mentality and go to the court to warm up, show some skills, and don't be underestimated by them."

"Yes, coach."

As soon as the clothes were taken off, the starting players took the ball and practiced in their own baskets.The substitutes hesitated for a while, and followed the activity on the field.

In this way, only one person is still sitting, which is too eye-catching.

In the audience, the discussion became lively.

The opponent's coach seat, who wears the No. 10 jersey, is particularly conspicuous.Seeing him propping his chin, pretending to be fanciful with a contemplative expression, I was very upset.

"Who is that? Captain? Coach?"

"It's a temporary coach, I don't know what the attached high school thinks."

"I always feel a little familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere."

……

"boom."

With a bang, the 1.9-meter big center was hit, the whole person was hanging on the basket, and he dunked.His body was still swaying in the air, his head turned around, and he smiled triumphantly at the other side of the field.

The audience screamed and applauded.

The members of the attached middle school stared blankly, looked at Yang Fan with a gloomy face.

Yang Fan shook his finger and pointed out the positive and negative captains, and the two expressed their understanding tacitly.

This action can be understood by the audience.Suppress your voice, hold your breath and wait.

Xie Hailin patted the basketball and walked slowly to the midfield, but the players were really nervous.

Xie Hailin turned around, exerted force on the soles of his feet suddenly, reached the three-point line in the blink of an eye, and jumped high.

The entire stadium audience stared wide-eyed: "What, you want to slam dunk directly in the three-pointer? Impossible."

The two players followed suit and pretended to resist. Xie Hailin made three fake moves in a row at the high point, passing the player's armpit and raising the ball high.

If you score like this, it will be quite exciting.The basketball is tumbling in the air, and it is difficult to reach the rim where it lands.

The audience sighed in their hearts, it's a pity that they missed the previous wonderful performance.

Suddenly, No. 4 He Feng jumped from outside the penalty area, raised his hands above his head, and the basketball seemed to be directly sent into his hands.

The body leaped forward with inertia, and smashed down with both hands.

"boom."

Alley-oop two-handed slam dunk.

The whole place was silent.

"it is good."

After a while, the audience cheered loudly regardless of each other.Then he remembered that this was the enemy, and covered his mouth.

The female coach crossed her hands on her chest, and the bulging part undulated up and down. It was difficult to hide her psychological uneasiness under her calm appearance.

She made eye contact with several players. Player No. 14, with five fingers spread, grabbed a basketball and walked slowly towards the opponent.

The fun has begun again.

(End of this chapter)