As soon as these words came out, Yan Yufeng immediately swallowed the words that had just reached his throat and said angrily: "You said, I won't talk about you anymore!"

Gao Yuan coughed proudly, then turned the page a few more times before saying, "This round of matchup situation is like this.

Chongqing No. 1 Middle School, Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School

Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, Mingde Middle School, Changsha

Chengdu Shude Middle School Linhai Huipu Middle School

Wuhan No. 2 Middle School Nanyang Model Middle School

According to the schedule, the winning teams will play the second round of the game according to the score. Look, let me analyze it for you. Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School has always been among the top three in the southern region. Except for Nanyang and Nanjing Jiu Middle School, it is the strongest. It should be no problem to win Chongqing. We look at Mingde, now it is natural to enter the second round. Let’s look at Shude and Huipu. Overall, Huipu’s strength is higher, but the scores of the two teams will definitely not be very different. In the last group, Nanyang vs. Wuhan, it goes without saying that the possibility of Nanyang winning is too great.

Looking back, you can see that the teams with the four-spending line and the second round will be very clear.

Nanyang is definitely ranked first. Next, it depends on our second game with Mingde. If we still win, then there is a high possibility that the second place will be ours!

The next third, Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School, should be sure. If they also win, then it is very likely that threatens our second position. Shude and Huipu, no matter who wins, should be the fourth position.

According to the rules, the first pair is fourth, the second pair is third! "When talking about this, Gao Yuan spread his hands and looked at Yan Yufeng who was listening intently, and said, "Now you should know it!"

Yan Yufeng looked at the diary spread on the table and picked it up, looking thoughtful and silent.

"Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School!" Yan Yufeng finally spoke.

"That's right, it's very likely that the second round will be ours to Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School!" Gao Yuan's smile still remained unchanged.

"Who is there in No. 1 Middle School?" Yan Yufeng seemed to be talking to himself and seemed to be asking about the plateau.

"Che Jin!" Gao Yuan replied.

"Che Jin?" Yan Yufeng repeated.

"Height 1.97 meters tall, weighing 84 kilograms, wearing No. 21, he hovered between the shooting guard and the small forward. His physical fitness adhered to the flexibility and agility of the Guangdong people. His flexibility is very good, and his bounce is amazing!" Gao Yuan said this and looked at Yan Yufeng. The latter was still immersed in his face, so he continued: "He has strong scoring ability. He once scored more than 40 points in a single game. He is a very powerful attacker! His ability, as early as last year, has spread throughout the South District. Together with Lu Di and Shan Yu, he is known as the Three Tigers in the South District!"

"At the same level as Lu Di and Dan Yu?" Yan Yufeng said to himself again.

"Well, that's right, some people comment on them like this. If the three of them are compared to weapons, then Shan Yu is a sword that is extremely sharp and extremely sharp. His whole body is terrible. He can cut, cut, stab and snatch, and omnipotent! I think it's very appropriate to compare him to a sword. His scoring, assists, steals, rebounds, and organizational abilities are all powerful, all-round!" Gao Yuan seemed to sigh in admiration, and then continued: "And Lu Di is like a sword that cuts iron like mud. His attack power is recognized as strong, and his leadership ability is like the temperament of a knife, full of all the heroic spirit."

Yan Yufeng's mind suddenly showed Lu Di's smile. He was smiling all the time, but behind his smile was a strong sense of confidence. In fact, he always understood in his heart that being able to defeat Nanjing Jiu Middle School was not only due to his desire for victory, but also the great luck. Lu Di, he was not really defeated by himself. He was still Jiangsu's well-deserved MVP.

Even if he lost, his tolerance and mind made Yan Yufeng ashamed. It can be said that Yan Yufeng always had an admiration for Lu Di. When he heard Gao Yuan's analysis, this feeling suddenly burst out.

I wonder what he is doing now? Are you watching us? Yan Yufeng couldn't help but think in a wandering way.

"Yufeng, what are you thinking?" Gao Yuan asked when he saw Yan Yufeng get distracted.

Yan Yufeng returned to normal, smiled and said, "You keep talking!"

Gao Yuan looked at Yan Yufeng strangely, sorted out his mind and continued: "The metaphor of Che Jin is even more appropriate, the Overlord Gun!"

"Overb Gun?" Yan Yufeng was surprised.

"Haha, it's the overlord's gun! The gun is the leader of weapons and the king of weapons. From ancient times to the present, there are many famous generals who use guns. Only the tip of the gun can kill people, but this point is extremely sharp, and it is hard to urge, and there is a fierce momentum of looking back with one shot. It is said that Che Jin has a very violent temper, and the ball wind is like a gun, full of murderous aura! Many teams are in front of his ball wind like a wind sweeping the leaves, and they are timid!" Gao Yuan paused again, looking at Yan Yufeng and suddenly laughed.

Yan Yufeng frowned, looked at Gao Yuan who was laughing, and suddenly had a funny expression on his face. He shook his head, lay on the bed, and said, "I know what you are laughing at!"

Gao Yuan did not stop and smiled, pointing at Yan Yufeng and said, "Then you say it!"

"You are just laughing at me and Che Jin as a virtue! Yes?" Yan Yufeng said angrily.

"Haha!" Gao Yuan laughed wildly and said intermittently: "You two, I want to see who is more powerful!"

Yan Yufeng also laughed loudly, suddenly stood up, patted his chest and said, "Okay, I, Yan Yufeng, promise you that it will be as you wish!"

Gao Yuan paused to smile, looked at Yan Yufeng's expression standing up, and slowly became solemn.

"Do you really want to show off with him?" Gao Yuan tentatively said.

Yan Yufeng raised his thick eyebrows and said, "Since we must meet Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School as you said, then the day I met with this Overlord Gun must be not far away. Why don't I want to show up with him? Am I still afraid that he will not succeed?"

Gao Yuan was stunned, recalling Yan Yufeng's domineering answer just now, and suddenly realized that his words had aroused Yan Yufeng's determination to compete for success.

"Overb Gun? Hehe!" Yan Yufeng thought slowly, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

Gao Yuan really didn't know what to say at this time. Looking at Yan Yufeng standing there, he suddenly felt emotion in his heart, turned his head and looked at the view outside the window that was flying quickly, and breathed out.

With such a team member, what else can you be afraid of?

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Guangzhou Sunshine Stadium post-match press conference.

"Coach Hua Jun, are you satisfied with the result of this game?" A female reporter stood up and asked Hua Jun, the head coach of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School who had just sat down.

"This is a wonderful game. I was shocked by the performance of Chongqing No. 1 Middle School from afar. They are both good at both offense and defense, but many times, the game is so cruel. I can only say that it was the home court that helped us!" Hua Jun, who was over 40, replied slowly.

"The advantage of the home court is that Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School only wins ten in Chongqing No. 1 Middle School, which can be said to be a small victory. I would like to ask, next Saturday, Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School will be expeditioned to Chongqing. Facing Chongqing No. 1 Middle School, which also has the advantage of the home court, are you confident of winning? " Another reporter asked.

Hua Jun's expression changed, and this question was a bit sharp, but for him who had experienced many battles, it only made him pause. Hua Jun immediately replied: "Today's game is actually equivalent to a wake-up call with us. For future games, I think the whole team will take it seriously and face it with 100% spirit."

As soon as the words fell, one person asked loudly: "Che Jin, as the team's number one scorer, you only scored 18 points in this game. What do you think about this? Is your condition different from last year?"

Che Jin, who was sitting next to the Huajun, looked dark and glanced at the reporter asking questions after hearing this, without saying a word.

Hua Jun touched his disciple with his elbow, and Che Jin coughed hatefully, saying angrily: "I am very satisfied with my expression in this game. As for the scoring issue, this is played according to tactics. For the comparison of my status this year with last year, I can give you a positive answer. My goal this year is to reach the southern finals, not the third one last year!"

As soon as this statement was made, the audience was in an uproar. The reporters who had been waiting for a long time finally waited for what is the strategic goal of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School this year. The reporters who stood up and asked questions immediately spread like bamboo shoots in spring, and the audience was filled with them.

Hua Jun complained secretly and glared at Che Jin, who rolled his eyes and expressed his protest.

Under the bombardment of reporters, Hua Jun was obviously unable to resist. After answering a few questions quickly, he withdrew from the press conference with Che Jin, who looked ill-faced, and hurriedly fled under the cover of security guards.

"A Jin, can't you just keep your big mouth?" Hua Jun, who had just sat down and gasped, asked Che Jin sitting next to him with some anger.

"What's so great about it? I'll know sooner or later!" Che Jin still looked indifferent.

"Well, I asked you to hide your strength, but you can't be exposed so quickly!" Hua Jun said angrily. Before the game, he made a death order, so that Che Jin could not score more than 20 points, and also made the whole team relax in defense and offense. For a team like Chongqing No. 1 Middle School, Hua Jun felt that he could not expose all his strength so quickly, and the hard battle was back.

The annoyance of this high school basketball league that has been in the national competition for three years but has achieved nothing. As the head coach of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School, after half a year of slapping firewood and tasting gall, he believes that this year's Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School has already reached a big step in its overall strength. The main players such as Tian Guang and Huang Yan in the team are becoming increasingly mature, and the core Che Jin in the team has become more and more terrifying after the hard training in the past six months.

He swept the Guangdong competition area with a total victory and averaged 30 per game. It can be said that it is the most powerful guarantee for Hua Jun to reach the highest point of high school men's basketball in the country.

Hua Jun firmly believed that Che Jin could now face off against Dan Yu.

It is undeniable that Shan Yu's condition is still at its peak, and with Hua Jun's eyesight, Che Jin's condition has reached a peak point in his sports career. Even Hua Jun himself cannot see his full strength clearly.

The real car Jin did not reveal its hideousness!

However, today's press conference really made Hua Jun a little angry. Che Jin knew very well, and he was so furious and straightforward. He was not like a Guangdong man. At first glance, he was made of Northeast materials.

Although today's death order was executed honestly, it still shows from the three wonderful slam dunks in the game that his obviously was demonstrating to himself.

Hua Jun loves and fears such a disciple. Many times, it is precisely because of his domineeringness that shocks his opponent, but it is precisely because of the existence of such a captain that Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School has an embarrassing title called Crazy Team.

Thinking of this, Hua Jun shook his head and sighed, glanced at Che Jin who was leaning against the rest of his eyes, and his eyes were flashing, which was a gaze that he didn't know.

Is it joy or sorrow?

I hope this time, we can go all the way.

Faced with the situation of Nanjing Jiu Middle School, which was unexpectedly eliminated from the national competition, Hua Jun knew very well that this year was the best time to win the championship, and saved the showdown with the powerful Jiu Middle School. Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School can put out 100% of its energy to face the Supreme Nanyang Model Middle School in the South District.

Hua Jun clenched his fists secretly. Looking at the bustling city view outside the car window, his heart suddenly felt a surge of pride.

The Nanyang myth should have been destroyed by our Chinese army!

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"No, coach!" A trembling scream almost made the room tremble.

Shang Lin looked at the players who were full of depression, coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and said, "Zhi Yu has five days left to meet Mingde for the second time. I have decided to stay in Nanjing for the restorative training. Beiyang, I just won't go back!"

After the room was over, there was another wailing sound, but under Shang Lin's smile but terrifying gaze, it immediately turned into a bee-like buzzing sound.

"Okay, since no one objected, then we decided. There is no task today. From tomorrow, everyone must cheer up. You must forget the victory the day before yesterday, devote yourself to training, and prepare for another confrontation in five days!" After Shang Lin finished speaking, he ignored the bitter faces of the whole team, took the lead, and left the room freely.

"Oh! I thought Dasheng would be relaxed for a few days when he came back, so I had to give him a few days of vacation!" Zhai Yong waited for the door to close and mumbled while complaining.

"Who said it's not? I still want to go home. Now, I don't even want to go home!" Long Guang also looked depressed.

"Does it take to be so nervous to play a food team like Mingde? Alas, the coach is right!" Xiang Jie also agreed.

"No, we have to unite and protest to the coach!" Zhai Yong shouted.

Gao Yuan snorted loudly, looking at the expressions of his brothers who wanted to have a big fight, and said, "Get back to my room and go for a walk."

"No, captain, you don't object, you're so unfaithful!" Wang Zhiquan jumped up.

"Yes, yes, we're still driving us away now. Captain, when did you become an executioner?" Dazhu was not satisfied.

"I'm sleepy, let's go first!" Ye Changfeng stood up, walked out, said lightly and left the door.

"It's so unfaithful!" This sound seemed to be Ouyang Shangzhi's voice.

As soon as Ye Changfeng left, the joint front began to shake a little. Several leaders looked at me, I looked at you, and then slowly began to collapse under the murderous gaze of the plateau. Finally, when Zhai Yong asked for help, he looked at Yan Yufeng sitting on the bed, but the latter immediately fell to sleep, the entire line finally collapsed.

"My stomach is uncomfortable, where is the paper?" Wang Zhiquan said, looking painful and wanted to leave.

Xiang Jie and Zhai Yong took a look and stood up.

"I'm sleepy!" Zhai Yong stood up dumbly.

After the leader's first rebellion, everyone began to understand the terrible aspects of the dictatorship, so they began to retreat one after another. After a minute, only Yan Yufeng and the plateau were left in the room.
To be continued...