Chapter 422 Winning the Handsome

Throughout the third quarter of the game, Hu Weidong's face was as gloomy. It's not that he didn't think of a way. Even before Shuiyun Yizhong overtaking the score, he had asked for a suspension and re-deployment, but the players' performance on the court never met his requirements. He knew a long time ago that the state was out Too early, it's not a good thing for a team or a player. Nanjing No. 9 Middle School's performance in the first half was undoubtedly excellent. The attack was smooth and the defense was also very integrated. However, after the second half, it seemed that a wave of players were playing. It was not that the players did not work hard, but their state had slipped away unconsciously.

If Hu Weidong can't see that Xu Jianye is playing with him to win, then he has been playing basketball for so many years in vain. However, it can be seen that Hu Weidong has no good way to deal with it. The status of players has always been the most troublesome problem for a coach, because if there is a problem with tactics, it can be corrected; if there is a problem with the player's attitude in the game, it can be adjusted by substitution. But when the state of all the team members declined, even if he was Daluo Jinxian with three heads and six arms, he could only sigh and had no choice.

Whether it works or not, Hu Weidong still has to do his best to stimulate the fighting spirit of the players. Nanjing No. 9 Middle School is the first stop of his coaching career and the first test of his ability. If he can't even bring a high school amateur team, it seems that he doesn't have to be ashamed of a professional team at all. .

"I really want to know what's going on with you guys. Is it possible that aliens invaded the locker room at halftime and took away all your souls? Looking at your performance in the second half, I feel too much to use the word 'bad' to describe me. You lost 16 points in a quarter. It's really not easy for you! To be honest, I thought about the possibility of losing this game before the game, but I never thought that we would lose in this way!"

"Coach, the game is not over yet!" There was a fire in his heart, so Su Mo didn't care whether the coach was "Chinese Jordan" or not. Suddenly, he stood up and said hard.

"Oh?" Hu Weidong's eyes flashed. He is a well-deserved boss in the Jiangsu men's basketball team, and he is almost the same in the national team. No one has bumped against him face for many years, so although he is not a narrow-minded person, he is a little unable to adapt to this situation for a while, and his face has become like an African indigenous. Hu Weidong took a deep breath and pointed to Su Mo from the air and asked slowly, "So you mean, you won't lose after the game?"

"I didn't say that." Su Mo raised his shoulder and sat down again, "Coach, none of us want to lose! To put it bluntly, we still want to win than you! Whether you see it or not, we have all been working hard..."

"Shut up!" Hu Weidong is not a bad-tempered person, but for so many years, he has developed the habit of saying the same thing. His face seems to be able to squeeze out water. Hu Weidong roared harshly, "What I want is not your bullshit efforts! What I want is victory! I want to win! What's the use of hard work? If you can't win, what's the use of your so-called efforts besides proving that you are a bunch of useless idiots? What's the use of telling me?

Hu Weidong has always adopted the strategy of "Hui Rou" when treating Su Mo. He is cold and warm in his life and knows the cold and hot in training. Of course, this is because Su Mo is the core ace player of the team. The most important thing is because of Su Mo's *, but in anger, Hu Weidong I can't take care of so much at all, not to mention that it would be very pleasant to be provoked for authority in front of all the team members.

Hu Weidong's face was cloudy, and Su Mo's expression was not much better, as if he was impatient to listen to Hu Weidong continue to talk. Su Mo stretched out lazily, slowly stood up and said to himself, "People are three urgent, and urine is the most urgent..."

As he spoke, Su Mo turned around and walked towards the bathroom. He had indeed respected Hu Weidong before, but on the one side, it was because Hu Weidong had always taken good care of him, and on the other, it was because Hu Weidong's contribution to Chinese basketball and Jiangsu basketball deserved his respect, but as the saying goes, "there will be nothing Yes, the three armies were exhausted." Under the circumstances of the team's defeat, the score was overtaken, and the momentum was completely suppressed, Hu Weidong did not know how to reflect on his mistakes and think about the way to defeat the enemy, but blindly put the responsibility on the players, which made Su Mo feel very disappointed.

"Where are you going? Get back!" In Hu Weidong's view, Su Mo's behavior is even more excessive than hitting him face to face. When did a team member leave without instructions when the coach arranged tactics? No! It didn't exist before, and it is doomed not to have it in the future! However, Su Mo did this, which was a conceivable blow to Hu Weidong's heart. His words were still fierce, but there was a trace of confusion in his eyes. Maybe you are really not suitable to be a coach?

When Hu Weidong wavered with his choice, Su Mo hesitated for a moment and came back. After taking a deep look at Hu Weidong, he sighed, "Uncle Hu, I know your plan, but I have a suggestion. If our experimental field is not well planted, don't harm the Jiangsu men's basketball team."

said it was a suggestion, but it was actually ** naked slap in the face. Hu Weidong was angry and retorted all over. He pointed to Su Mo and scolded with difficulty: "Get out! Get out of here! Roll as far as you can, until I can't see it!"

"Why should I listen to you?" Su Mo sneered, bent down and took out his mobile phone from his training suit, shook his head and sighed gently, "Uncle Hu, please pay attention to what I call you. I don't think you have a direct to do with our Nanjing Ninth Middle School basketball team from now on."

"What?" Hu Weidong's face suddenly changed, and he couldn't believe that he looked at Su Mo and took a cold breath. The reason why he took care of Su Mo was that he knew where the old man in Su Mo's family was sitting now, but it was also because he knew that the surname of Su, the current vice governor in charge of sports in Jiangsu Province, he was not pregnant at all. I doubt the authenticity of Su Mo's words.

Hu Weidong is a well-known basketball star in Jiangsu and even the whole country, but he deeply knows that no matter how dazzling the aura is, sometimes some people can strip off all the auras on you in one sentence, and Vice Governor Su happens to be one of them.

It seemed that all the strength in his body was suddenly drained. Hu Weidong's legs staggered softly, staring at Su Mo with a gray face, slowly shook his head and sighed, "One day, you will regret it."

"Maybe." Su Mo also sighed and looked at Hu Weidong and said, "Uncle Hu, I know you must hate me very much now, but with all due respect, you are not suitable to be a coach. Can't you see it yet? We have been touched by our opponents for a long time..."

"What's the use of talking about this now?" Hu Weidong waved his hand happily and barely squeezed out a smile to look around at the stunned team members, "You guys, take care of yourself. I wish you can win the final championship. Goodbye, children!"

"Brother Su, what the hell is going on?" Hu Weidong has gone far away, and Yi Li finally couldn't hold back his inner curiosity and stared at Su Mo and asked.

"Uncle Hu took the initiative to resign as the head coach for physical reasons, and the school has also approved it. Because it is urgent, the school decided that I should temporarily serve as the head coach." Su Mo is not a person who likes to kill all. Hu Weidong has finally done nothing, but he has finally paid a lot of effort to the Nanjing No. 9 Middle School basketball team to let him finish the class with a decent level, but Su Mo is the only thing Su Mo can do at present.

"Ah?" Not only Yi Li, but almost all the team members of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School opened their mouths wide in surprise. The news that Hu Weidong was out of class would not be too surprising. Naturally, the reason why they were shocked was that Su Mo was about to have two positions at a young age. You know, in their impression, coaches are often white-haired and old men like Popovich and Hubby Brown. Su Mo as the head coach? Today is not April Fool's Day, is it?

Coincidentally, this day is indeed April 1st April Fool's Day. Wang Qiang, the first to react, asked Su Mo tentatively, "Brother Su, today is April Fool's Day, right?"

"The holiday break is about to pass, and we don't have time to talk any more. Listen, everyone, the last game can be said to determine our life or death. We have been struggling for so long before we have come to the present step by step. I believe that everyone, like me, has the deepest desire for the championship, and will not give up this victory and the championship trophy. We have no way out, and there is already an abyss behind us, so we must grit our teeth and persist now. Even if our legs are weak and can't run, we have to move forward with our hands!"

After a pause, Su Mo continued: "Yan Lingfeng played very well in the third quarter. Frankly, I can't prevent him, so in the last quarter, we must sacrifice two magic weapons for our previous consecutive victories. The first is joint defense. As far as I know, Yan Lingfeng's breakthrough is sharp, but his shooting has never been very stable, so as long as his breakthrough is limited, his power will be reduced at least average. The second is the pressure of the whole audience. I know that everyone must be very tired now, and so am I, but no matter how hard it is, for victory and for the championship, we must all stick to it.

Su Mo's words are powerful and deeply infectious, so that every team member can't help but produce a force, a force that can increase their combat effectiveness by half.

"As for the attack, I don't think I need to say more about this. Everyone must know it, so I won't change anything. As long as you understand that as our attack is open, it doesn't matter if there are any small problems in the defense. Remember, Nanjing No. 9 Middle School is a team that 'do not attack, but rather die', and it is also a team that 'cognated and can't be defeated'! Pass more and run more, I don't believe that the defense line of Shuiyun No.1 is really watered with iron and copper! Brothers, if you don't fight at this time, when will you wait? For the honor of all of us, and for the honor of Nanjing Ninth Middle School, we will fight!"

"Fight!!!"

In unison, when the head coach left the field, the players of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School suddenly had never been united.