Chapter 305 Seven Weapons

The grand welcome ceremony, the grand celebration banquet... For a whole week, the heroes of the basketball team in Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School were everywhere like real stars. The championship parade organized by the municipal government, the commendation meeting organized by the municipal party committee, and the learning activities organized by the school could not be absent.

Fortunately, Shuiyun No.1 only won the provincial championship instead of the national championship. Otherwise, God knows when this purgatory-like suffering will end. This may be a great honor for others, but it is indeed a kind of suffering for the team members who are exhausted.

Yan Lingfeng, who was physically and mentally exhausted, lay listlessly in the dormitory** and breathed a sigh of relief, "Finally it's over."

"Is it over? Are you sure?" Sun Feiying looked joking and leaned lazily against the beam of the bed trimming her nails. The incident that once caused a sensation in the national beating of the referee was finally settled by the intervention of Wu Fengtao's father, the deputy secretary-general of the provincial government. Sun Feiying symbolically compensated the unlucky referee for a little medical expenses. Even if it's over. Except for less than an hour in the torture room of the police station on the day of the final, Sun Feiying did not lose a single hair. The referee was not so lucky. Everyone shouted for a rat crossing the street, and the leader also kicked him away as an abandoned son.

"What?" Yan Lingfeng sat up and stared at Sun Feiying and asked, "Is there any activity?"

"Of course." Sun Feiying blinked his eyes and said, "You participated in the activities of the first leader, and you also participated in the activities of the second leader. You don't intend to refuse the activities of the third leader, do you?"

Sun Feiying's sentence is still relatively obscure. If it hadn't been for a while, Yan Lingfeng might not be able to understand it. A high school student who doesn't care about politics may not know which one is bigger than the secretary of the municipal party committee and the mayor. Theoretically, the third leader of the city should be the deputy secretary of the party and the masses, but Yan Lingfeng is very clear that the third leader in Sun Feiying's mouth refers to his father, Sun Baocai, executive vice mayor of Shuiyun Municipal Government. Comrade Sun is so strong that he dares to fight with his immediate superiors in the municipal government. Sun Feiying can't describe his father as a third-in-command.

"I beg you to tell your father to stop tossing around, okay? If I continue to toss, my body will really be scrapped. Yan Lingfeng sighed, and his mood that had just cleared up was cloudy again. He really didn't like to deal with those national cadres. He had to be thoughtful and cautious about what he said and did.

"I tell you not to take bean bags as dry food!" Sun Feiying rolled his eyes and said, "He wants to sit with you and have a banquet at home tonight. Just say, go or not?"

"Do I dare not go?" Yan Lingfeng also rolled his eyes. How could Yan Lingfeng really shake his head and say NO at Mayor Sun's separate banquet?

"You are a boy!" Sun Feiying clapped her hands and stood up, "Don't stay in the dormitory. The sun is so good outside. There are so many beautiful women. What a pity!"

"It's a pity, your sister!" Yan Lingfeng lay down again, covered his head with a quilt and said vaguely, "I want to sleep, don't disturb me..."

Sun Feiying did not quarrel, but he had just bought a mobile phone for a short time but did not give face. The bell rang the classic ringing of Nokia rang in his ear. Yan Lingfeng got out of the quilt helplessly and pressed the answer button without seeing who made the phone in his ear.

"Ling Feng?" Xu Jianye's voice came from the phone. The team members have not been idle these days, and he is the same, but unlike the team members' heartless crazy play, as a coach, he must think about many things ahead and prepare in advance. If you can be satisfied at this point, then Xu Jianye will also save a lot of worry, but people's hearts are not ancient. If you look forward to Shu and win the provincial championship, you will naturally be entitled to the taste of the national championship.

"Do you have time now? If you have any, come to my office." Xu Jianye's previous sentence was still in a questioning tone, and the latter sentence was an unquestionable order. Yan Lingfeng smiled bitterly and reluctantly climbed out of the quilt.

Ten minutes later, Xu Jianye looked at Yan Lingfeng, who walked into the office with his head down, "Who is crying for?" What's the matter? Is it possible that I disturbed your little honey's oil dating?

Yan Lingfeng ignored Xu Jianye's ridicul, consciously pulled open a chair and sat down, stretched out and yawned, and said weakly, "Coach, disturbing people's dreams can be equivalent to crime! I'm right. You didn't call me here to talk nonsense, did you?

Yan Lingfeng's tired and laziness made Xu Jianye shake his head and smile bitterly. He took a disposable paper cup and handed it over to Yan Lingfeng and said, "Of course, there is something wrong with me calling you over. Can't you pave the way for writing?"

"Oc, coach, I won't argue with you. You can say whatever you say." Yan Lingfeng took a sip of water, and then waved his hand to prevent him from continuing to play. There is a saying on the Internet: "You reason with him, he talks to you about the law; you talk to him about the law, and he plays hooligans with you; you play hooligans with him, and he speaks to you." Xu Jianye is such a person, so Yan Lingfeng, who rarely meets his enemies, is also ashamed of himself in front of Xu Jianye.

"I have collected a lot of information about the championship and runner-up teams in other provinces and cities across the country these days. I have to say that the summary of Basketball Pioneer is still very accurate. The young talents and talents in China are among the seven weapons!" Xu Jianye began to get to the point, opened the drawer and took out a thick pile of information to ask Yan Lingfeng, "Are you interested in hearing me introduce your opponent in detail?"

"Tell me, I'm listening." After winning the championship, Yan Lingfeng's mentality has also changed a little unconsciously. At least he is not as chilly as before in front of Xu Jianye. No one knows whether this change is good or bad. Yan Lingfeng is aware of this problem, but he does not intend to change himself again.

"Longevity Sword Liu Xiaoyu, extraordinary talent and hard training have achieved his basketball road. From primary school to junior high school to high school, Liu Xiaoyu constantly absorbs basketball nutrition and continues to grow. His Changchun No. 11 Middle School is a well-deserved king of high school basketball in Jilin Province, winning 33 points in the final. . Liu Xiaoyu's personal bounce and explosive power are very strong, with a broad vision of passing, and a strong view of the overall situation and the ability to control the rhythm. Before you were born, there was always a saying of 'Southern Chen Beiliu'. Northern Liu is naturally Liu Xiaoyu, and Southern Chen is Chen Changhua, who claimed to pass the ball to Yao Ming in 2008. Xu Jianye followed the book. After introducing Liu Xiaoyu, he found that Yan Lingfeng looked lack of interest and was angry. Xu Jianye stared at Yan Lingfeng and said harshly, "Have you listened carefully!"

Yan Lingfeng spit out his tongue. He already knows enough about Liu Xiaoyu, even more than Xu Jianye, so he put on a careless posture. Seeing that Xu Jianye was angry, he immediately sat up straight and replied respectfully, "Coach, I listened very seriously. Please continue!"

Yan Lingfeng's attitude of admitting his mistake was quite sincere, so Xu Jianye did not continue to pursue it and continued: "Zhang Chenghu is affectionate, and he is a small forward on the court. There is a tiger in his name, and he is also a tiger when playing the ball. His physical quality is very good. His strength, bounce and speed are first-class. The only drawback is that he is a little grumpy and has been sent off for dissatisfaction with the referee's decision or conflict with his opponent in many games. The peacock is not tall and only 1.7 meters without shoes, but his bounce and speed are very amazing, and his external projection ability is excellent. The disadvantage is that he is very good at organizing the team's attack. If you have to find him a template in the NBA, then Alan Iverson is very suitable. Separation hook Su Mo, double defense on the outside line, can throw well, can play inside and outside, can charge, can respond, a little similar to you, but the three-pointer is much more accurate than you. Yang Chao, who appeared on the CHBA field, can be said to be a similar existence to BUG. His identity is a high school student, but he also has another identity. Last year, he was just selected into the national youth team. Strong breakthrough ability, excellent sense of position and consciousness on the field, and accurate from China and far. Fist Handejun, you just need to remember that he is 215 meters tall and 260 pounds.

"Are you done?" Yan Lingfeng asked with blinking eyes.

"It's over." Xu Jianye closed the information and nodded, "Of course, I didn't say it in too much detail, but there is no need to know it in detail now."

Yan Lingfeng took his fingers and counted them and asked with an ignorant face, "You seem to have only said six. You won't make such a low-level mistake, coach?"

Xu Jianye swung thick information to fight. Yan Lingfeng hurriedly dodged and begged for mercy with a hippie smile: "I remember, I seem to be one of the seven weapons. No, I'm a human, not a weapon..."

" be serious!" Xu Jianye suddenly changed color, and his face sank as if it was going to rain. The tiger spit his beard, Yu Wei was still there, and Yan Lingfeng didn't dare to go too far. He obediently sat back on the chair and looked like a good baby.

Xu Jianye put the information back in the drawer, sighed and dragged his chin and said, "To be honest, I'm a little regretful now."

"Regret?" Yan Lingfeng frowned and asked, which was a little puzzled.

"Regret." Xu Jianye nodded, "I regret winning the provincial championship."

"Oh?" Yan Lingfeng was even more puzzled. He lowered his head thoughtfully and thought for a moment. His eyes lit up and he couldn't help saying, "Coach, you mean..."

Xu Jianye waved his hand and said slowly, "Why can we win the provincial championship? Of course, the team's concerted efforts are the most important reason, but what we can't ignore is that it is precisely because we are only the runner-up in Yantai. After defeating Laizhou No. 1 Middle School, Experimental Middle School naturally despised our runner-up. It's easy to hide from hidden arrows. We are based on hitting our opponents in every game in the provincial competition, but what about the national competition? I believe that all teams will focus on our research. In the past, there was a mysterious veil on our faces, but now we are ** naked in front of the national audience. In this case, can we complete the role change well?

There is also a trace of worry in Yan Lingfeng's eyes. What Xu Jianye said is very reasonable. I believe that every coach will not like a team of proud soldiers. It is precisely because of the broken halberd and sinking sand in the regional competition that the hearts of all the team members of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School will hold it. With a breath, their ability to win the laurel all the way to the end also has a lot to do with this gas. Now, even if this gas has not dissipated, it is almost leaking.