Chapter 208 Live up to youth

"What...what's wrong with this? Yan Lingfeng, he won't..."

Xiao Cui on the rebroadcast muttered with a gray face. Seeing the back of Yan Lingfeng staggering out of the field with the help of Sun Feiying, he couldn't help but think of the final a month ago. The ups and downs of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School and Laizhou No. 1 Middle School was difficult to win until the end of the game, but it was in the game. At the most critical moment, Yan Lingfeng left the field with a strange injury and handed over the championship trophy to Laizhou No.1 Middle School.

How similar the scene in front of us is to the previous scene! It is also an inexplicable injury, and also at the critical time of the game, does Yan Lingfeng want to disappoint the fans who support him again?

Song Tao also sighed regretfully and said slowly, "I hope he is not injured."

Xiao Cui nodded and said in a low voice, "If that's the case, it's really hard to say who will die in this game."

Yan Lingfeng is the only one who can effectively limit Shao Fei in Shuiyun No.1 lineup. If Yan Lingfeng can't continue to play, Shao Fei will definitely be as unstoppable as a caged tiger. Whether it is Zhao Senming or Sun Feiying, one-on-one defense is far from Shao Fei's opponents.

"Look, Lulu, your little handsome guy doesn't seem to be able to do it!" Lili's tone is a little gloating.

"I saw it." Lulu rolled her eyes and said, "It turned out to be a glass man. That must be very boring in **. Forget it. I'd better give him to our little bamboo."

Little bamboo almost jumped up from the seat like a frightened deer. " Lulu, don't talk nonsense. I don't know him. Why are you giving him to me?"

Lulu curled her lips and just wanted to say something more, but Lili pulled her and stared, "Don't scare our little bamboo. Do you think she is as shameless as you?"

"Who do you think is not ashamed? I tore your mouth!" Lulu immediately incarnated as a female Yasha and rushed to Lili with her teeth and claws.

"What's going on? Very serious?" Before Yan Lingfeng got to the sidelines, the anxious Xu Jianye had hurriedly greeted him and held Yan Lingfeng's other arm and asked hurriedly.

"It shouldn't be a big deal..." Yan Lingfeng frowned and muttered, "I feel cramped."

"That's good, that's good." Xu Jianye breathed a sigh of relief and stroked his chest and said repeatedly, "You scared me to death. If you really have an accident, let's just roll up the bedding and roll it back."

Xu Jianye's words are not meaningful. He just said it casually, but the man next to Yan Lingfeng is not happy. Yan Lingfeng is his good brother, but the coach's words are very harsh. Is Yan Lingfeng going to roll up if he is injured? Isn't that treating these other 11 people as air?

"Coach, if you have nothing to do, let the team doctor have a look!" Sun Feiying said with a gloomy face. Although he also admitted that Yan Lingfeng's strength was very strong, it did not mean that they could not turn around without Yan Lingfeng.

"Yes, yes, Dr. Liu, come and help take a look." Xu Jianye patted his head and waved his hand like a dream. In fact, he was concerned about it. Dr. Liu had already opened the first aid kit and waited by the chair.

Sun Feiying and Xu Jianye carefully put Yan Lingfeng on the chair and sat down. Team Liu's doctor checked his hands and feet quickly. After a moment, the worry on his face slowly dissipated, and he said to Xu Jianye with a relaxed expression: "It doesn't matter. I guess it may be because of excessive force. It will cause cramps. Just take a break."

"That's good." Xu Jianye is completely relieved now. Unconsciously, he has got "Yan Lingfeng syndrome". As long as Yan Lingfeng can continue to play on the court, everything will not be a problem.

"Then you can take a break and try to recover as soon as possible." Xu Jianye patted Yan Lingfeng on the shoulder and then turned his head and asked Zhao Senming, "Shao Feixin's physical consumption is already very large, and his momentum is much weaker than at the beginning. I believe you are not much worse than him!"

Zhao Senming squeezed his mouth and nodded. How strong Shao Fei is, the person he has experienced is the most say, but as Xu Jianye said, the strength of the players will never be unchanged. Shao Feixin can not only have a physical problem, and his mentality seems to have a small fluctuation. Zhao Senming believes that as long as he seizes the opportunity, he may not be able to defeat Shao Fei.

On the side of Texas No. 4 Middle School, although Zhang Degui looked angry, there was still an excited look between his eyebrows. The score was lagging behind, and the morale of the players was very low. What else could make Zhang Degui excited at this time? Of course, it is Yan Lingfeng's injury. As the sharpest spear tip and the strongest shield in Shuiyun, Yan Lingfeng is a nightmare for all opponents in Shuiyun. His ability is need to be said to be very strong. What's more frightening is his mentality. Zhang Degui also found that Yan Lingfeng does not look like a magnificent person on the field. On the contrary, the young man is more like an old man who has been playing for many years. He is rational, courageous, and even Shao Fei has suffered his losses. If the opponent really loses this general, their chances of winning will be greatly increased.

Shao Fei seemed to have guessed the coach's idea and said lightly with a sneer, "He just has a cramp. I guess it won't take long to recover."

This was like pouring a basin of cold water on the top of his head. Zhang Degui immediately sat down weakly, sniffed and asked Shao Fei in disbelief, "Really?"

"I don't have to lie." Although Shao Fei called himself a warrior, if he could help the team win, he didn't mind doing something that bad guys should do. Unfortunately, Yan Lingfeng's precautions have always been very strict, and he didn't find a chance to get it. He had already paid attention to giving Yan Lingfeng a lesson, but before he took action, Yan Lingfeng gave up his martial arts. In Shao Fei's heart, this just responded to the sentence "self-made evil and can't live". He hoped that Yan Lingfeng would never return to the field again, but he knew very well that this was just an unrealistic fantasy, Yan Lingfeng If you don't touch it, you won't get seriously injured if you don't fall. At best, it's great to have a cramp. Of course, he may be cheating.

Zhang Degui's heart has just raised a glimmer of hope and was ruthlessly extinguished. He can only cheer up and say, "Anyway, we can't change our determination!" From beginning to end, our goal is to be the champion. There may be a little bit of stupid dreams from others, but I believe that as long as we can all fight together and work together, there is nothing we can't do in the world!"

Zhang Degui is not a master speaker, nor a master of tactics, let alone a psychologist, so his words did not have an ideal effect. All the team members, including Shao Fei, looked energetic.

" Again, if it's a man, fight for me! Even if we lose, we can go back with our heads held high. As long as we are all angry, we will have no regrets!" Zhang Degui also knew his weight. Seeing that the players had no reaction, he could only turn his eyes to Shao Fei for help.

Shao Fei nodded slowly, and Huo Ran stood up and shouted, "I only have one sentence to live up to my youth!"

Youth is always full of vitality and hope. Shao Fei's words were loud, and the sound of gold and iron generally echoed in the ears of the players of Texas No. 4 Middle School. They can listen to Zhang Degui's words as farts, but they can't ignore Shao Fei's words. The reason is very simple. Shao Fei's prestige in the team has far exceeded Zhang Degui's.

"Well said! Live up to youth! Then let's burn our youth and fight to the death with our opponents!" Zhu Tianyu stood up and shouted with an excited face.

Burning yourself! Live up to your youth!" All twelve members of the Texas No. 4 Middle School stood up, put their hands together and shouted in unison. Shao Fei was like an invincible god in their minds, so when Shao Fei's eyes turned red, their blood also boiled. The strength of the enemy will never make them cringe, but only make them rush up more bravely. Texas No. 4 Middle School has been like this all the way.

The suspension ended, and the players of the two teams returned to the field. Seeing Yan Lingfeng sitting on the bench, Xiao Cui's heart picked up again and sighed worriedly, "Yan Lingfeng did not appear. Is his injury so serious that he can't continue to compete?"

Song Tao shook his head with a bitter smile. This is really a mess. Since the Yantai basketball game, Xiao Cui has explained most of the games of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School. Unconsciously, he has become a fan of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School and Yan Lingfeng's fan. Therefore, he lost a little when he saw that Yan Lingfeng did not play. Normal thinking.

However, in order to avoid the audience being misled by Xiao Cui and really think that Yan Lingfeng was seriously injured and could not continue the game, Song Tao smiled and explained, "If his injury is very serious, then the ambulance has entered the field now. If his injury makes him unable to continue to participate in the competition, then he should go back to the locker room now, but the ambulance did not enter and he did not return to the locker room, which means that his injury is not serious. My previous guess seems to be right. Yan Lingfeng is actually just cramped, so he needs a Take a break."

"Oh, that's right!" Xiao Cui nodded with a bright eye and said, "It's true. Brother Song, your eyes are as bright as electricity, and you are extraordinary!"

The Texas No. 4 Middle School players who shouted "Live up to youth" and set foot on the field were murderous and fierce. This time, they really figured out that if their technology and body were not as good as their opponents, if they could not overwhelm their opponents in momentum? So what else can we do to hope for victory?

Sun Feiying curled her lips disdainfully, "They came up like this five minutes ago."

Fu Zijun took over with a smile and said, "Four minutes ago, they were not as good as they are now."

"One minute is too long, seize the day!" How could Han Dengyun be less at this time? He also gathered around and joked.

Zhao Senming and Xu Zhong didn't say anything, but their expressions were also very calm and were not scared by the cannibal momentum of their opponents.

The game began again. Fu Zijun stood on the sideline and gave the ball to Zhao Senming, and then ran to the front court. After Xu Zhong entered the team, he had completely become a substitute. At the beginning, he was naturally very uncomfortable, but slowly he fell in love with the role of "sixth man", because after three group matches, he actually He is the person with the highest average score per game in the team. Although this is generally related to the strength of his opponents in the group stage, he enjoys this feeling.