Basketball Myth: Super Guard

At the end of March, the sun was shining brightly.

Yuyang No. 7 Middle School ushered in the first match of the Southern District Group Match, and the opponent was Siyuan No. 8 Middle School from Fujian Province.

The group matches are also divided into home and away games. It is decided by drawing lots. Yuyang No. 7 Middle School failed to draw the home lot, so he could only rush to Fujian Province to challenge the No. 8 Middle School in the Fujian Provincial Gymnasium.

Because it was an away game, the fans who supported Yuyang No. 7 Middle School and the students of Yuyang No. 7 Middle School were unable to come to the scene to cheer for them.

But the students of No. 8 Siyuan Middle School and the fans who supported the No. 8 Basketball team of Siyuan came to the scene. There were thousands of people in the audience who supported the No. 8 Middle School.

When the Yuyang No. 7 Middle School players came out of the player channel, there was a loud boo.

The huge sound was like a violent wind and tsunami, which made the players of Yuyang No. 7 Middle School strain their minds and felt very uncomfortable.

"Kao, they are all people who support each other, and I feel really upset." Wang Chengyu said angrily. They had played away games before, but they were nothing compared to now.

At that time, there were fans and students of Yuyang No. 7 Middle School in the audience, but not today. The audience was full of fans and students of No. 8 Yuyang Middle School.

All kinds of boos, taunts, and even verbal abuse came from the audience, making people feel as if they were on a battlefield, surrounded by enemies.

For a while, there was a feeling of isolation and helplessness.

Jiang Fangping clapped his hands and said, "Isn't it just an away game? We haven't played away. Don't care about it and focus on the game."

Qin Hao also said: "I think it's pretty good, very atmospheric, the away boo is like cheers at home, it won't scare me, it will only excite me."

"I'm not afraid." Wang Chengyu said: "It just feels a bit annoying, just like having countless mosquitoes buzzing in your ears, it's so annoying."

"I feel annoying, then you can blow up Siyuan No. 8 Middle School later, and let the fans of No. 8 Middle School in the audience shut up." Qin Hao smiled.

Wang Chengyu's face twitched, he thought, but Siyuan Eighth Middle School is also the provincial champion of Fujian Province anyway, where it is so easy to deal with, he is not so mad.

However, everyone relaxed a lot when interrupted like this.

At this time, the players from Siyuan Eighth Middle School arrived.

"Four Yuan Eighth High School will win."

"Zhuang Ming, Zhuang Ming!"

In the audience, the fans shouted, shouting the names of the players, cheering for the players of Siyuan No. 8 Middle School and welcoming them.

The Yuyang No. 7 Middle School players are a bit depressed.

Fu Qiang pouted his lips and muttered: "Cut, isn't it the home court? What's so good about it, it's not us who won in the end."

"Yes." Zhao Hai echoed, and asked again: "Yes, so many people are calling Zhuang Ming, it seems that Zhuang Ming is very powerful."

"Have you forgotten? The coach introduced before, Zhuang Ming, a senior high school student, 18 years old this year, the ace player of the No. 8 Middle School, plays a role as a point guard, good at organizing, and also has excellent scoring ability, especially a three-pointer. The ball is very precise."

As several people said, they couldn't help but look at Qin Hao.

This Zhuang Ming and Qin Hao are a bit similar.

"What are you looking at me for?" Qin Hao was speechless, rolled his eyes, and reminded: "Seven Yuan Eighth Middle School is not only strong alone, but the other players are not bad. You have to be careful."

Fu Qiang talked with a few people, and their expressions became serious.

Yes, the No. 8 Middle School of Siyuan is not just Zhuang Ming alone. Others are also very strong. Last year, the No. 8 Middle School of Siyuan won the Fujian Provincial Championship. This year they retained most of the main players, successfully defended the title and won Fujian again. The provincial champion is definitely not to be underestimated.

Jiang Fangping obtained some information for the relationship, including the information of the players of the No. 8 Middle School, and some game data of the No. 8 Middle School. The three-pointer is particularly prominent. They averaged at least 15 three-pointers per game. , This is very rare in high school competitions.

It is not difficult to know from this that Siyuan Eighth Middle School is a very sharp outside shooting team, and the threat outside the three-point line is very large.

At the same time, the players of Siyuan No. 8 Middle School are also looking at Yuyang No. 7 Middle School from a distance.

Several players from the No. 8 Middle School of Siyuan surrounded Zhuang Ming. Small forward Zou Jianyi pouted and said without cutting: "I heard that this is the first time that Yuyang No. 7 Middle School has won the Southern Province Championship, and it is also their first time to score. The regional competition is just a lucky dark horse."

As the No. 8 Middle School who won the championship in Fujian Province for two consecutive years, the players didn't like a little-known team like Yuyang No. 7 Middle School.

"Look at them nervously. They entered the division for the first time. They have never seen such a battle. Oh, look at that number 5, dumb. Isn't it scared and dumb, right?"

"Hey, maybe I was really scared."

Several other players in the No. 8 Middle School also laughed and said.

Zhuang Ming shook his head and said: "It's OK. Yuyang No. 7 Middle School can win the Southern Province Championship. The strength should not be underestimated. Don't take it lightly. Hurry up and warm up. Make a few more shots and try to get your grip. Don't wait for a while to get to the court and hit the iron."

"Don't worry, it won't be a problem."

"I practiced two hundred more yesterday, and my hands are still hot."

Several players responded with a smile, full of confidence.

Zhuang Ming looked at the players from Yuyang No. 7 Middle School and narrowed his eyes. Last year, they also scored in the North and South Division matches. Unfortunately, they stopped the group stage and failed to qualify for the group qualification. They made a comeback this year, they must not repeat the same mistakes, they must qualify for the team.

The first round of the group stage is of great significance and is bound to win.

"Huh..."

Zhuang Ming retracted his gaze and went outside the three-point line. After receiving the pass from his teammate, his wrist flicked, and a three-pointer made a steady and clean three-pointer.

Not only him, but many players in the No. 8 Middle School of Siyuan were shooting three-pointers. Qin Hao's pupils shrank as he watched: "It seems that the data still cannot fully reflect the situation of a team. Looking at the opponent's warm-up situation, I'm afraid The three-pointer is tough, and it must be above our expectations."

......

Yuyang City.

Today is the day of Yuyang No. 7 Middle School vs. Siyuan No. 8 Middle School. Because the game is in Fujian Province, Yuyang No. 7 Middle School students can't cheer for the team. Fortunately, this is the weekend, and the students don’t have to go to school. They stay at home early in front of the TV to cheer for Yuyang No. 7 Middle School.

Today’s game is also broadcast on TV.

Qin Hao's house.

Today Qin Hao's parents, as well as his uncle Liu Jiarong, Qin Hao's grandparents, and grandparents were all there, all staring at the TV, waiting for the game to start.

Yidong City.

Xu Wanting got up early and dominated the TV. The game hadn't started yet, and the scene of the players warming up was broadcast, but she still watched it with gusto.

Of course, her eyes were always on Jiang Feng.

At the same time, more people are paying attention to the game. They are watching the TV, looking forward to the start of the game...

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