Chapter 47 Be a Chinese Barkley

Huang Cheng ignored Han Dengyun and stood up and said slowly, "Not only Han Dengyun, but also all the first players have to take a break. In the second quarter of the game, Zhao Senming, Bi Xiangyang, Huang Wenyi, Fu Zijun and He Qing, you five of them. I don't care how you beat me on the court. I only have one request, that is, the end of the first half. Do you have the confidence to make the difference to more than 30 points?

"Yes!!!"

The five people who were named immediately stood up and answered loudly with their heads held high. They were pressed on the bench and held for a period of the game, but they were suffocated enough and finally got a chance to play. If they didn't go up and** their opponents well, how could they afford the stuffy chest? Question mark

"Confidence is a good thing, but I hope you don't be careless. You must respect your opponents. If I find someone who despises the enemy and is arrogant, I will replace you immediately! All right, let's go on the stage!"

Five replacement players stepped on the field with confidence. Fu Zijun walked in the front. His eyes inadvertently glanced past the audience, and then naturally fell on Liu Zhiwei sitting in the front row. Liu Zhiwei smiled and raised her small fist and waved at him. Fu Zijun's mouth The horn also hung a smile, and then returned a powerful fist. For a moment, his blood surged up, and his whole body was full of strength. He couldn't wait to pull his opponent over and beat him severely.

"How to play?" Zhao Senming and Bi Xiangyang unconsciously walked side by side, and Zhao Senming, with an indifferent face, pretended to ask inadvertently.

"What do you think?" Bi Xiangyang said happily, "That was my fault. I apologize to you. We are all comrades-in-arms now, so we don't have to have such a deep hatred, right?"

"Who has a deep grudge against you?" Zhao Senming stared at Bi Xiangyang with a straight face, "Let's get down! If we don't meet the coach's requirements, we won't have a good end!"

"I know." Bi Xiangyang thought for a moment and whispered, "Wen Yi and Zijun are both pitchers. Their medium and long-range shots are trustworthy. Why don't we give them a chance to shoot in the empty space and kill their opponents with shooting?"

"Good." Zhao Senming nodded, and then took two quick steps to meet the opponent's No. 6, which was also a silent statement, because No. 6 blue hair was the shooting guard of No. 11 Middle School. Zhao Senming told Bi Xiangyang by taking the initiative to defend the opponent's point guard, and he gave up the position of the point guard.

"Does it feel good to sit on a cold bench?"

In the corner, Yan Lingfeng and Gao Yang sat together. Huang Cheng didn't click their names, so they didn't even have a chance to make up their minds.

"It's okay." Gao Yang nodded calmly and replied.

"hehe." Yan Lingfeng smiled and said, "Don't worry, there will be bread, and there will be opportunities to appear."

"I'm not in a hurry." Gao Yang shook his head faintly and said, "I'm already very satisfied to be selected by the school team. You shouldn't have sat with me."

"I'm used to it." Yan Lingfeng laughed and said, "Due to the school basketball game, I sat on the bench for a long time. Now I'm just revisiting my old dream!"

Gao Yang's face darkened, as if he remembered the past when they were eliminated, but soon he put away his sadness and didn't say anything more, just staring at the field.

On the field, the second quarter of the game has begun. The elegant No. 9 received a pass from No. 4 and transported it back and forth twice. Then suddenly a retreat jump shot, and the basketball flew out of his slender fingers. Fu Zijun, who defended him, was stunned and rubbed his nose with a bitter smile. Obviously, his opponent was bullying. Ah! It's like two generals fighting one-on-one on the battlefield. If one of them fights without saying a word, they will naturally take the lead.

It's just that the idea of the turban man was good, but unfortunately, the basketball was not good. After striking the front of the basket, he jumped again and finally got into He Qing's claws obediently.

He Qing held the ball high in his hands. In the face of this giant with his feet and could not see his neck, the players of No. 11 Middle School generally retreated to their half-court.

He Qing hesitated for a moment and was about to pass the ball to Zhao Senming, but he saw that Zhao Senming had bowed his head and ran to the front court, while another point guard Bi Xiangyang stood in front of him and waited to catch the ball.

He Qing and Han Dengyun have a very good relationship. Aiwu and Wu naturally prefer Zhao Senming, but he is interested in falling flowers, and Zhao Senming is ruthless, so He Qing also pushed the boat and passed the ball to Bi Xiangyang.

Bi Xiangyang dribbled the ball to the front court without hurry. After making a gesture, he handed the ball to Zhao Senming, who came forward to receive it. After Zhao Senming received the ball, he shook a false pass, and gave the ball to Huang Wenyi. Huang Wenyi's physical quality was very average, so he didn't think about breaking through, but just held it in both hands. The ball stayed for a moment to ensure safety before hanging the ball to Optimus Prime He Qing on the inside line.

He Qing held the basketball high with both hands and was not in a hurry to launch an attack. Instead, he twisted his big head and looked left and right to make sure that no one came forward to attack. Then he dribbled the ball and then pushed the man under the basket with the No. 8 earrings on his broad back.

The stud man was like a boat in the vast sea, completely submerged by He Qing's huge body. Two arms were put on He Qing's waist, and the strength to breastfeed was exerted, but he still couldn't stop He Qing from approaching the basket little by little. Seeing that No. 8 was about to be unable to resist, No. 9 immediately rushed to make up for the defense. Instead of stupidly fighting side with the earring man, he rushed to the side of He Qing's body and stretched out his hand to steal it.

Although He Qingren was tall, his reaction was not slow. From the beginning, he did not intend to complete the attack by himself, because Bi Xiangyang's gesture just now was very clear. In this attack, he would eventually hand over the ball to Fu Zijun or Huang Wenyi and let them complete the attack. As a weak freshman, He Qing naturally can't disobey the meaning of the eldest brother, so the rest of his eyes always care about the movements of Fu Zijun and Huang Wenyi.

As soon as No. 9 moved, he actually noticed it, but he was not in a hurry and tended to know. It was not until the 9th was about to come to him that He Qing smiled cunningly and raised the ball again, and then threw the shot put to Fu Zijun, who was unguarded outside the three-point line at the bottom corner.

After Fu Zijun received the ball, he had time to extend his thumb to praise He Qing, and then jumped up gently with both hands and threw the ball in the direction of the basket.

No. 9 came with the fun, but before he could lose his pleasure. The basketball had already flown over his head. When he hurriedly looked back, he happened to see Fu Zijun's thumb. He shook his head helplessly. No. 9 sighed dejected. He knew that even if he had two legs, he would not come. I rushed there to make up for it.

"Swipe!"

The basketball drilled into the basket accurately as if it had long eyes. Fu Zijun kissed the index finger of his right hand, and then looked at the sidelines and raised it high.

"If He Qing can solve his physical fitness and speed problems, I guess he can't run away from this starting position." Yan Lingfeng on the sidelines looked at Gao Yang's side face and whispered, "If you have the ability to respond and pass the ball like He Qing just now, then the technique will be yours."

Gao Yang smiled and turned his head to ask, "What about Han Dengyun?"

"He?" Yan Lingfeng turned his head and looked at Han Dengyun, who was sitting on the bench and complained about himself. He smiled faintly, "You and He Qing both have their own hard injuries at this stage, so he is still most likely to start."

"Oh." Gao Yang nodded again, and then thought for a moment and asked, "Should I also practice shooting?"

"Well, that's for sure." Yan Lingfeng smiled and said, "They all said that you look like Big Ben, but I feel that sooner or later you will become a Chinese Barkley."

"Barkley? Who is that?" Gao Yang asked doubtfully.

Charles Barkley, one of the top 50 superstars in the NBA, nicknamed 'Villain', signed up for a height of 1.98 meters, and an actual height of 1.93 meters. He won the MVP and used to be a member of the Dream Team. He once said, 'Be confident. For example, I think I am the most handsome man in the world, and the truth is true.'"

"I wiped it! Ling Feng, I just found out today that you are so shameless! With me, Han Dengyun, how dare you say that you are the most handsome?

Before Gaoyang could speak, Han Dengyun was already shouting. At some point, his ears would be like a decoration, but at some point they would be particularly useful. For example, just now, Yan Lingfeng said so many words that he didn't hear, but Yan Lingfeng's last words were heard by him.

Yan Lingfeng didn't look at him and continued to ask Gao Yang, "Do you know why I say you are very similar to him?"

"I don't know." Gao Yang shook his head and looked doubtfully at Yan Lingfeng's honest answer.

"Because Barkley had never been exposed to basketball before he was 15 years old, he fell in love with basketball by chance at the age of 15 and began to practice hard, but because he was only less than 1.7 meters tall at that time, even if his training was very hard, he was only a substitute for the school. Make-up players. But Barkley did not give up several times and did not think that he was suitable for playing basketball. He practiced harder and harder than before. Heaven rewards diligence. After going to college, Barkley's height began to grow. Coupled with his excellent bounce, extraordinary strength and solid basic skills, he finally became the main force of the school team.

Speaking of this, Yan Lingfeng deliberately paused for a moment, then looked at Gao Yang and asked with a smile, "Do you feel very similar to you?"

"What happened later?" Gao Yang did not answer Yan Lingfeng's question, but asked with great interest.

In 2004, although Sir Charles had retired, most Chinese fans were still very familiar with him, not because of anything else, but because of his big mouth and donkey ass. However, it is obvious that Gao Yang did not know this story, which shows that he has not been in contact with basketball for a long time.

"Barkley is only a little more than 1.9 meters tall, but his position is a power forward. Although he is popular in college basketball, many people are still not optimistic about his prospects in the NBA, because his height is too short to play inside, so some people persuaded Buckley to play small forward instead, and some people advise him to add He entered the school football team, but Barkley was unmoved. He was very persistent in his choice and sweated countless times for his choice. In the end, his choice also got the perfect result. After entering the NBA, Barkley soon became one of the best power forwards in the league. 92 was the most glorious year of his career. In the summer, he became a member of the 'Dream Team'. At the end of the season, he was elected regular season MVP with high votes and led the Suns all the way to the finals, and finally lost. To the Bulls, although the team lost, Barkley personally won, because he did not lose to someone, but to a team led by God.

Yan Lingfeng is not a storyteller, but he still patiently gave Gao Yang a brief introduction to the tough life of Barkley. The reason is very simple. Yan Lingfeng hopes that Gao Yang can become stronger. He has never told anyone that his dream is not just to win the championship of Shuiyun City basketball. Simple, because he promised Wu Fengtao to reunite with him in the provincial high school basketball game. Only by making every teammate stronger than before will his dream be realized.

Gao Yang's face is still very calm, but under this calmness, his heart is beating uncontrollably. Before high school, he had never touched basketball, and naturally he would not tell stories about NBA stars like Yan Lingfeng. This is the first time he has heard of the name Barkley, but now Barkley has become his idol. He silently said to himself that he must become Chinese Barkley as Yan Lingfeng said!

When Yan Lingfeng told a story to Gao Yang, the score difference on the field had been further increased. Zhao Senming and Bi Xiangyang were responsible for transporting shells, and He Qing was in the center to observe like a watchtower. Huang Wenyi and Fu Zijun fired two heavy guns alternately, which soon bombarded the defense line of No. 11 Middle School.

51:18!

The score difference has been increased to 33 points, and the first victory of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School is just around the corner.