All-round mathematician

The referee froze for a moment and blew his whistle.

"Beep." The game continued.

Ten players played again, but in a very inconsistent form.

Needless to say, it was because of the glory of one person that the competition was overwhelmed.

With thousands of people standing up on their own initiative, applauding and congratulating, even if they play basketball and win the MVP of the game, what's the point?

The players were all weak, and both sides made frequent mistakes. After the third quarter, the score was 45:43. The attached middle school led by two points.

The real cheerleaders came on stage, and the frenzy returned, finally suppressing the previous atmosphere.

"Coach Yang, I think you will have to wear a mask for the next game. Is this still a basketball game?" Yuan Wenbo complained slightly.

Others didn't dare to say it, but he relied on his good relationship to charge forward.

"Yuan Wenbo, what are you talking about? Let's talk about it." Xiao Hongye clenched her fists, ready to give him a blow at any time.

"Forget it, forget it, I didn't know that Shizhong was so enthusiastic, which delayed you." Yang Fan was also embarrassed, who knew that there would be such a change.

"I was wondering, how could I be recognized when I was fine?"

"It's a bit strange, the coach was there in the first two quarters."

The question went back and forth, and finally turned to Xiao Hongye.This one is too conspicuous, he likes to gossip in reality, and he is lying on the bottom.

"Why, do you have any complaints about the goddess? Don't forget, you don't even have a basketball team cheerleader. It's a shame, but the goddess is here to help."

I really can't blame her, I have to thank her.

Speaking of the cheerleading team, Xiao Hongye licked her sexy lips, and put it close to Yang Fan's ear: "Look, the basketball league will be played until next summer vacation, why don't I bring in the girls in the class, such as Zeng Sisi and Qi Yueshu, for you , to form a harem one step ahead of schedule."

"Don't make trouble, your thoughts are too dark." Yang Fan quickly refused, and said in a low voice, "I joined because of my brothers. Yuan Wenbo likes to play basketball. I will take care of one or two inside and run away after a while."

"Hmph, that's nice to say, your mind is not dark enough, that beauty Quan..." Yang Fan covered her mouth, saying everything.

With such an intimate interaction between the two, in the eyes of 2000 people, the relationship is settled.

"I still want to be a master."

"It's a member of the basketball team, and it's also a top student. Of course, it can win the school belle."

Seeing that the score gap was not that big, Captain He Feng was worried: "Coach, what should I do next, I can't lose."

"They are mortal enemies and must win."

"Don't be fooled by enthusiasm."

Well, the team members were afraid that Yang Fan would not be willing to contribute after what happened just now, so they made it clear.

"You go first, don't spread the score, I will be the defender for the last 5 minutes." Yang Fan said.

"Just wait for your words."

In fact, the cheerleaders left the field in a hurry at the whistle.

Captain He Feng waved his hands and said, "Brothers, come with me."

"Yuan Wenbo, warm up."

Yuan Wenbo smirked, finally able to perform on stage.

The game continued, with Yang Fan's guarantee, the attached middle school played extremely easily, but Shi Zhong did seem impatient.

Shizhong's technique and physical strength were slightly better, and the score was firmly bitten.

"Today we are really in danger, and the score has never gained the upper hand."

"If it's just like this, there is still a chance, it's the one in that seat..."

The audience sighed, the one who didn't make a shot was the magic needle of the opponent's player.

"I was wondering, if you are good at math, why is basketball good?"

"Some people are born as children of other people's families, so don't have too much hope."

The female coach walked back and forth eagerly, watching the clock countdown and then the score, which had only five minutes left.

"58: 56."

When the time came, Yang Fan stood up from his seat.

With a small movement, on and off the field, there is silence.

Ye Yiting frowned, how to deal with the most critical moment.

From the start of the game until now, he has never been touched, and finally he is going to make a big move, and he is going to play.

"He's going to do it himself, but he wants to see it."

"The shooting accuracy is high, but the technique is not necessarily."

"Substitution in the attached middle school."

Two defenders replaced Yuan Wenbo and Yang Fan.

"I'll come on the 14th, pay more attention to my passing." Yang Fan whispered.

Xie Hailin has long been unbearable under the pressure of the 14th, and his whole body is drenched in sweat like a drowned rat.Hearing this, he immediately switched defenses easily.

It was the turn of the ball to attack, and just after halftime the basketball was in the hands of No. 14.

The one in front of him, after actually playing, Chen Zhihong felt relaxed. If he didn't play, he kept pressing this matter in his heart, which was too deterrent.

He held the basketball in both hands, swayed his body left and right, and increased his movements twice in a row. The opponent was expressionless.

"Why?" Chen Zhihong was slightly surprised. If he saw these two actions, he would defend them accordingly. It is impossible to be seen through so easily.

Yang Fan squinted his eyes, smiled slightly, leaned forward 25 degrees on the left side, and kept the center of gravity in place, judging that the probability of fake action was 78%, and the right side tilted 28 degrees, and the probability of stabilizing the center of gravity was 67%...

Chen Zhihong jumped up and down once, and took off for the second time...

The jumping speed is 7 meters per second, and the probability of jumping is determined to be 85%.

"Here we come." Yang Fan did not hesitate to follow him when he jumped for the second time. He raised his arm three centimeters high and made 91% of his true shots.

The basketball flew ten centimeters, and Yang Fan slapped his arm suddenly.

"Okay, Yang Fan, the land is good." Xiao Hongye shouted.

The attached middle school was unlucky, Yang Fan hit his arm with the ball, flicked inward, and was firmly caught by Shizhong No. 20.

Yuan Wenbo, who had just entered the stage, relied on his good physical strength to push him so hard that he couldn't make any progress.

"Give it to me." Chen Zhihong got angry, no one can cover his own hot pot, and he will get up from wherever he falls.

Yuan Wenbo was secretly amused, deliberately let down his vigilance, and was fooled on the 20th and passed the ball back to Chen Zhihong.

The same scene was played back again, and Chen Zhihong made five fake moves, but he just stayed where he was, while Yang Fan just looked stupid, watching him make trouble.

The female coach made a trumpet shape with both hands, put her mouth together and shouted: "Chen Zhihong."

He even praised him just now, but he even thought about confronting others privately, so he lost his nerve. Basketball is a five-person sport, and no matter how strong one person is, it's useless if no one cooperates.

In the audience, the students complained to him:

"Knowing that other people are masters, they are still singled out."

"Nervous, can you play ball?"

"I'm not convinced." Chen Zhihong raised his arms continuously, higher and higher, and took off when he was confident.

With a figure, he reached the highest point first, and Chen Zhihong was in a bad mood.Yang Fan took advantage of his bewilderment, pierced through with his fingers, and when he landed, he hooked the basketball suddenly.

"Quick attack."

Yuan Wenbo, who cooperated tacitly, knew that the ball would be caught by Yang Fan, so he waited outside the three-point line first.

He got the basketball and moved forward desperately. The opponent was at least five meters away from him. He smiled triumphantly and made a layup easily.

"brush."

"60: 56."

"Why?" Chen Zhihong's eyes were lost.If Yuan Wenbo was on the side, he might pat him on the shoulder, brother, I have suffered from you.

"There is only one truth, and what is false is false." Yang Fan replied honestly.

"Impossible." Chen Zhihong didn't believe it.

This state fell into the eyes of the high school players, who laughed, this person was useless, and was hit: "To suppress Coach Yang, only physical strength and speed, skills are useless at all."

The coach can predict all actions, he is simply a god on the court.

Xie Hailin, who is famous for his skills, was also hit to the point where he almost collapsed.

The game continued, the attached high school was in excellent condition, and the opponent's scoring leader was almost a passerby.

Another contest, Yang Fan got the ball and passed it to the players.His dribbling level is actually very ordinary, it is better to let the players perform.

Go beyond the three-point line, run a little, get the basketball, make a shot in less than a second, and make a perfect three-pointer.

"brush."

3 minutes, the game is over.score freeze

"71: 62."

"Those who can do both. I can see it through."

"How to defend a three-pointer from any angle and any position."

"Could mathematics also improve playing basketball?"

Sparse applause erupted from the auditorium, and Shizhong was completely defeated.

Players from the two sides gathered at the halfway line and said their goodbyes in a friendly manner.

Yang Fan shook hands with the female coach, her fingers were cold and her face was pale.

The players pack up their things and prepare to leave the field.

"Student Yang Fan, I am the principal of Shizhong." A slightly fat middle-aged and elderly man, with white frost on his temples, shouted from the audience with a loudspeaker, "Are you willing to transfer? The conditions are open."

Hearing this, he was all in a daze, thinking about this possibility.

"Yang Fan, transfer to another school."

"Come to Shizhong, we welcome you."

"Transfer school."

"Turn... learn to transfer... learn to transfer... learn."

More than 1000 students shouted in unison, vowing to pierce the sky.

They waved their hands and wore gentle smiles, expressing their infinite sincerity.

Yang Fan was very moved, this is the recognition.

"I'm sorry, it's too far away from home." She bowed and thanked again.

"Turn... learn to transfer... learn to transfer... learn."

"Don't talk, everyone, listen to what student Yang Fan is saying." The principal yelled seven or eight times through the loudspeaker, and finally suppressed the voice of the transfer.

"Thank you everyone, I don't have the intention yet. Thank you." Bow, and bow again.

"It's really a pity. But please remember, when you feel uncomfortable in the attached middle school, the door of the middle school will be opened for you at any time." The principal yelled.

"I remember, thank you." Bowing, back pain again. "gone."

Yang Fan hurriedly led people away, he was afraid that if he walked slowly, he would develop feelings for this place.

In the minibus, there was a long silence, Yuan Wenbo sighed: "Shizhong is really a good school."

A group of people nodded involuntarily, even Xiao Hongye nodded too.

Fuzhong and Shizhong have been mortal enemies for 20 years. When they are recognized by the enemy, they are truly powerful.

"Today, Shizhong taught us a good lesson. This is the magnanimity of a famous family. Remember brothers, when one day, we are also the loser, let go of the resentment in our hearts, tolerate each other, recognize each other, the benevolent is invincible. "Yang Fan had mixed feelings, it was a worthwhile trip.

"I really want to see and see how imposing the No. [-] Middle School of our Wuzhou's three famous families is."

"Increased knowledge."

"The benevolent is invincible."

The ball game is very important, and the knowledge of life is even more important.

This is youth.