Campus Basketball Storm (Part 3)

The army is in the south

"Hi! Yufeng, have you packed your luggage?" Gao Yuan's cheerful voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Oh, it's the captain. I've prepared it long ago. I have nothing to organize, just a few clothes!" Yan Yufeng said with a smile.

"Okay, remember, gather at the school playground tomorrow at 9 o'clock, don't be late!" Gao Yuan instructed worriedly.

"Well, I won't be late, captain, please be busy with yours!" Yan Yufeng understood the captain's current mood in his heart. That was not ordinary happiness. Tomorrow, Beiyang No. 12 Middle School will go south to Hunan to compete with Changsha Mingde Middle School for the first game of this Nike Cup National High School Men's Basketball Competition. This means too much. Undoubtedly, for him, who has been in the dream national competition of the Plateau, for Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, and for the entire Beiyang, this step is a step across history. From then on, for Beiyang and every member of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, their names will always be included in the highest hall of Chinese high school basketball.

Everyone was happy and excited, including Yan Yufeng himself.

After saying a statement to Gao Yuan, Yan Yufeng hung up the phone, looked out the window that was already late, and took a deep breath.

The national competition that excited him is about to begin. Looking back at this unforgettable month, joy, sweat, and endless fatigue, all of which are exchanged for Yan Yufeng's current confidence! He completely believes that now, whether in terms of technology or status, he has reached his best state.

Close your eyes and let out a breath, and the full strength of your physical strength seemed to be about to break out of your body. This feeling really made Yan Yufeng want to roar loudly.

"Come on! I'm already too late to wait for the national competition!" Yan Yufeng stretched out his right hand and slowly pulled his fist tightly.

"Afeng, do you have anything else to bring?" The voice of his father came from the house. Yan Zhenguo took leave to go home. When his son was about to go to war, Yan Zhenguo still subconsciously felt that he had to be by his side.

"Dad, I can sort it out myself. Don't touch my things!" Yan Yufeng was shocked. In his luggage, there was also a pair of Kobe-Generation Eight-Eyed Demons that Su Xue had just bought for him this afternoon. If my father saw this, it would not be a joke.

Yan Yufeng ran into the room quickly and stopped him just when his father was about to open his luggage bag and wanted to see what was missing.

"Dad, I'll organize it myself!" Yan Yufeng said with a smile.

"It's not too late. You're going to go far tomorrow. Go and rest early, and I'll prepare the things!" Yan Zhenguo waved his hand and ordered with his father's majesty.

"No, Dad, when did you care so much about me?" Yan Yufeng said greedy. Now it is a critical moment, and you have to make any face.

"Hey, you kid, it seems like I didn't care about you before!" Yan Zhenguo couldn't help but feel funny when he saw his son's smiling face.

"You said it!" Yan Yufeng raised his eyebrows mischievously, picked up the bag in one hand, and threw it in a safe place.

"Haha!" Yan Zhenguo laughed, sat down, and said, "Xiaofeng, come! Sit down, we haven't talked in a long time!"

Seeing that his father had given up helping him pack his luggage, Yan Yufeng let out a secret breath, and he couldn't help but get nervous when he heard this. He sat down, looked at his smiling father, and quickly turned his mind and said, "It seems that it's been a long time!"

Yan Zhenguo couldn't help but feel for no reason when he looked at his son who was still so tall even though he was sitting on the sofa. Yes, his son is so old, and in a blink of an eye, his son has become so old in a few years.

"What's wrong, Dad!" Yan Yufeng asked when he saw his father staring at him in a daze.

"Xiaofeng, how tall are you now?" Yan Zhenguo suddenly asked.

Yan Yufeng was stunned, shrugged his shoulders, and said indifferently: "It seems that it is 1.93 meters now. I just went to measure it a few days ago, so it's probably that high!"

"It's 1.93 meters tall, so tall!" Yan Zhenguo muttered in secret, full of surprise.

"Haha, Dad, what are you talking alone? I'm growing up, it's normal to grow taller!" Yan Yufeng said funny when he saw his father's look surprised and suspicious.

"Yes, by the way, this time, what are you going to come back!" Yan Zhenguo glanced at the two MVP trophys hanging on the wall cabinet and asked casually.

"Why are you going to be back?" Yan Yufeng was stunned, and immediately laughed, saying, "Please take whatever you can!"

"What can you think of?" Yan Zhenguo also suffered from an occupational disease and immediately asked.

"National MVP!" Yan Yufeng's expression suddenly became serious and said slowly.

"National?" Yan Zhenguo was stunned. Although he didn't know how much MVP was, he added a national team in front, which surprised him.

"Well, this is what I think now!" Yan Yufeng nodded heavily and replied.

"Okay, since you want to, then you have to work hard, do you understand?" Yan Zhenguo encouraged him when he saw his son so serious.

"I'm already working hard!" Yan Yufeng smiled with a strong confident smile and said.

Yan Zhenguo stopped talking and asked: "Now you are like this, I want to ask, what should I do when I study?"

"Of course, I have to take into account this. I will not give up my studies." Yan Yufeng saw his father looking at him with a solemn look on his face, and immediately realized that his father's theme had come. He also came to his senses and answered honestly.

"Well, you have to go so far now that you will definitely not be able to study during this period. How can you ensure that you can take into account your studies?" Yan Zhenguo continued to ask.

"This is no problem. I have already learned the content of the final exam by myself. After the competition, I should be able to deal with the last final exam." Yan Yufeng quickly told the solution that had already been thought of.

"Okay, since you have planned it, I have nothing to worry about. Xiaofeng, remember your father's words, no matter how good your football skills are, if you are a person with no knowledge, then you will become meaningless in this world. Do you understand?" Yan Zhenguo said with a serious expression.

"I understand, dad!" Yan Yufeng nodded, and actually understood what his father said just now. Otherwise, he would not have squeezed out time to read books and study for himself under such heavy training.

Knowledge is the most important thing!

"Okay, hurry up and sort out what you want to use, go and rest early, I have to work on the case." Yan Zhenguo achieved his goal, and he stopped talking, stood up, gave a few instructions, and left the room.

"Wow!" Yan Yufeng looked at the bedroom door that was slowly closed by his father and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Tomorrow, a new journey is about to begin. I wonder what kind of people will exist in this Hunan team?" Yan Yufeng slowly lay down, slept on the bed, looked up at the ceiling, and muttered to himself.

Suddenly remembering something, Yan Yufeng stood up again and took out a shoe box from his luggage.

Carefully opened, a pair of colorful and dynamic sneakers appeared in front of you.

Yan Yufeng narrowed his eyes, stretched out and gently touched the sneakers, turned them over, and looked at the eight convex insoles that looked like eyes, and an excited light flashed in his eyes.

This is the Kobe generation that Kobe has just debuted and Adidas has invested a lot of money to tailor him!

The unique shape of the eight slightly convex insoles on the soles gives the wearer a powerful bounce ability and shock resistance. It is precisely because of these eight magical insoles that Adid proudly gave Kobe a nickname - the Eight-Eyed Demon!

For Yan Yufeng, who is crazy about Kobe, this pair of shoes is simply the best in his dream. Since these shoes are relatively small and short in terms of release volume and release time, Adi immediately created a new battle boot for Kobe to compete in the NBA - Kobe's second-generation "brick-head shoes". So soon, the Bami Demon stopped production, and now there are very few that are in the market, and many of them are defense products.

Yan Yufeng never thought about having this pair of shoes, but when Su Xue held the sneakers and handed them to him, Yan Yufeng was really stunned.

After reading the label, production date, and personally verifying the quality of sneakers, Yan Yufeng realized that this was a completely real pair of shoes, not a squash. When he looked at Su Xue in front of him with a look of surprise, Su Xue told himself calmly that this was snatched from a relative who specialized in collecting sneakers. When it came to the scene of snatching, Su Xue's slightly shy but very happy expression made Yan Yufeng's heart completely chaotic.

Scenes of the past suddenly passed by, from buying finger guards to wrist guards, to giving them such precious sneakers to now, Yan Yufeng suddenly felt Su Xue's persistent pursuit.

But this was just a momentary feeling. In the face of great joy, Yan Yufeng still didn't think much about it, and Yan's smile flashed in front of him, but he really couldn't stop its charm. Yan Yufeng didn't think about it at all, so he accepted it. Until now, Yan Yufeng was still full of joy when he looked at the shoes. He didn't think about anything, but just immersed in the fantasy of wearing it and galloping on the court.

This is the simple Yan Yufeng. He didn't know how big the crisis was hidden behind the huge temptation, and when will it happen? Perhaps, many things happened, and this is how it was buried.

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In a dormitory building at Mingde Middle School in Changsha, Hunan, there is still light on a room.

Su Zhicheng was on the big bed, frowned and looked at a document in his hand.

"No. 8, Yan Yufeng! 1.91 meters, very good bounce, extremely strong scoring ability, and first-class assists and rebounds. He is the MVP winner of this year's Jiangsu Division. His comprehensive strength is five stars!" Su Zhicheng couldn't help but sigh when he thought about it.

This is the information that Hu Xin had just read, and the passage he read was Hu Xin's final evaluation of this No. 8. Su Zhicheng, who is very familiar with Hu Xin, naturally understands what this old partner said. Hu Xin usually evaluates a player, which is based on six stars. This No. 8 can get five stars, which has already surprised Su Zhicheng.

Hu Xin was definitely not a random mess at this critical moment. This No. 8 seems to be an extremely dangerous person!

However, Su Zhicheng felt powerless about this. Four days later, Beiyang No. 12 Middle School was about to fight in Hunan and began the first battle with Mingde. With all the system tactical training, such a dangerous person suddenly appeared, which really disrupted the tactics carefully arranged by Su Zhicheng.

"What should I do?" Su Zhicheng sighed long and let go of the information to his side, covered his temples and moaned with headache.

Rearranging is already impossible. Now we can only try our best to emphasize the dangers of this No. 8 to the players, so that everyone can realize it as much as possible, and then take some measures based on the characteristics of this No. 8, hoping to achieve results in the game.

"This is all we can do now!" Su Zhicheng said depressedly.

No. 8, No. 8, how scary are you?

There was always such a voice in the depths of Su Zhicheng's heart, which made him unable to calm down.

Forcefully suppressed the uneasiness in his heart. Su Zhichang looked at the clock hanging on the wall, breathed a long time, and hurriedly took off his clothes. The good routine he had maintained for a long time forced him to bring the uneasiness brought by No. 8 into his dream.

I wish him a good dream!

In the same room as in such a scene, in Beiyang, Jiangsu, thousands of miles away, Shang Lin was still working in high spirits.

His hands quickly flew on the keyboard with a unique soft feeling of the notebook. Shang Lin quickly entered the solutions in his heart into the hard drive. This was a habit of Shang Lin and it was also the teachings that Mr. Ouli gave him.

For a game, you can never achieve the final victory by simply pre-match tactical arrangements. Before that, you must come up with a second set of backups or even a third set of plans. These plans will be the tactical arrangements that a coach estimates the worst plan. These tactical arrangements are the ultimate key to ensuring victory.

After finishing all this, Shang Lin relaxed himself, took a sip of coffee, looked at the tactical plan on the computer screen, and smiled slightly.

Although I can guarantee my heart, just by teaching Yan Yufeng and his primary offensive tactics, I can completely destroy Mingde, a team that relies on his height to win the game, for this world full of unstable factors, I must have a peace of mind.

"Hunan, this place seems very good. After seeing if you can squeeze out some time and relax well, it is the correct way to make the game!" Shang Lin Sisuo planned.

Looking at the computer, Shang Lin said to himself: "It shouldn't be used. Hehe, if it really needs to be useful, it doesn't matter. At worst, it's just a few brain cells!" His face was full of the words "confidence".

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"Brothers, our journey is about to begin again! Haha! Are you excited?" Zhai Yong looked at the few people in the car sitting down, jumping around and waved to his teammates outside the car, and shouted loudly.

"Wooha! There are so many girls outside the window! There has been a long time since there was such a scene!" Long Guang didn't hear what Zhai Yong was saying at all. He looked at the crowd of students who were sending them off outside the car and shouted excitedly.

"Haha, we are going to start the game again. Damn, I'm waiting for this day so hard!" Wang Zhiquan shook his hands in front of the car window, responding to the crowd he knew outside the car.

"This feeling is really good!" Xiang Jie also looked excited.

"The competition is about to start again!" Gao Yuan, who was still sitting at the end of the car and was still sitting next to Yan Yufeng, sighing, looking back at the car, as if he had returned to the scene of going to Nanjing a few months ago. However, at this moment, the car he was in had already changed from the minibus to a majestic luxury bus.

Looking at Gaoyuan and everyone's joy, Yan Yufeng couldn't help but feel a little excited from his heart, hugged Gaoyuan and said, "Captain, we are going to start fighting side by side again!"

"It's not wrong at all. We're going to ravage the away game again!" Gao Yuan laughed.

"The tranquility like the forest, the feeling of the king!" Yan Yufeng blinked and laughed loudly.

"Ha, this is what I think!" Gao Yuan couldn't help laughing loudly, hugged Yan Yufeng and patted his back vigorously.

"Yeah!" Yan Yufeng cheered, and suddenly glanced at the calm night wind beside him, and became strange.
To be continued...