Beating a dog in the water is one side, and of course it can be considered exciting!

Shang Lin really wanted to carefully investigate this coach who was about the same age as him, and see why he was so proud.

"Then, what else is asked about `````````````````````," a reporter wanted to ask, but was stopped by Hua Jun with a smile, and pointed to the other side and said: "The number of questions limited by the Football Committee has arrived, I am sorry I can't answer!"

Following the direction of Hua Jun's finger, the reporter began to remember that he should have asked Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, which is the advantage of the home court.

Immediately, a reporter asked sharply: "Based on the past Beiyang's record, they always defeated the strong by weak. So, are you still using such a strategic policy now?"

Shang Lin cleared his throat and found it a little funny about this question, saying, "I want to be more serious. Beiyang's previous games were not a weak victory, but a failure caused by the opponent's failure to pay enough attention. As early as half a year ago, when I didn't take over Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, Beiyang was already very strong. But now, I can only say that Beiyang's strength is still improving step by step."

"It is said that in tomorrow's competition, more than 9,000 tickets have been sold out, and in addition, nearly 1,000 station tickets have been sold out, which means that in tomorrow's competition, nearly 10,000 spectators will be present to cheer!

There are many people from Beiyang City here! So, for tomorrow's competition, is Beiyang confident that he will win with the shouts of more than 10,000 spectators in the audience?"

Shang Lin was frightened. He really didn't know about this. More than 10,000 spectators just closed the maximum number of Olympic stadiums that had just been completed and built for large-scale competitions.

Even in the United States, there were only a handful of games where 10,000 people came to watch in high school games. At this moment, Shang Lin's heart began to pound.

"This, of course, the word "victory" in Beiyang's dictionary can only contain the word "victory"!" Shang Lin's heart was also excited, and his tone began to move towards a higher posture.

"In addition, tomorrow's game will be broadcast nationwide. Do you have any opinions on this?" a reporter asked loudly.

Shang Lin's heart was shocked again, but he immediately became excited. The national live broadcast was a big deal.

"I'm sorry, I just knew that it would be broadcast nationwide. If that's the case, I think the audience who watches this game across the country will definitely be worth the trip." Shang Lin said slowly, trying to calm down his emotions.

"So, Yan Yufeng, what do you think about tomorrow's game?" The reporter knew that the players would always have much more information than the coach. After asking the necessary questions, he immediately turned his goal to Yan Yufeng, who had been silent.

Shang Lin turned his head and looked at Yan Yufeng with some concern. If the Football Committee had not nominated for Yan Yufeng to appear, according to his current psychological condition, Shang Lin would never have brought him there. But since it was nominated, there was no other way. Now, the only thing Shang Lin prayed for was that Yan Yufeng could answer the questions smoothly and end this pre-match press conference that the coach hated the most.

Yan Yufeng did not speak. When the audience was focusing on him, he raised his head expressionlessly, glanced at the reporters in the audience, and said, "My goal is the national champion. Tomorrow's game is just a new beginning. For me, there is no other meaning."

"Wow!"

This uproar was even greater than Che Jin's crazy words just now. The reporter did not expect that when both coaches were in good attitude, each other's players could not stand the anger and were stronger than the other!

"So, what you mean is that you don't pay much attention to tomorrow's game?" asked a reporter.

"On the contrary, I attach great importance to this game. I believe that at that time, I will do my best and never show mercy!" Yan Yufeng said coldly, with a naked murderous intent in his speech.

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"Do you have confidence in the game? Can you predict the score?"

"As the coach said, there will never be any failure in the dictionary of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, and my dictionary can no longer tolerate anything except the champion!" Yan Yufeng continued to say regardless of Shang Lin's blocking eyes.

"Che Jin, the core of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School, is also a small forward, and so are you. Then on the field, you will definitely fight face to face. Are you confident in this?" The tall female reporter who had permed her hair just now once again raised a heavy pound bomb.

Yan Yufeng's pupils shrank and he said coldly: "No one can stop my score!"

"Yeah!" Someone in the reporters cheered loudly, and then there was an applause. Yan Yufeng's words just now, that kind of momentum actually conquered a group of reporters who were native to Beiyang No. 12 Middle School.

"Okay, okay, the question is over everywhere!" Even Shang Lin, who was calm and calm, was sweating profusely now. The momentum Yan Yufeng showed today was so scary.

Of course, the reporters objected, but the time for the question was already up, so they had no choice but to do anything. When the reporters were about to leave and rushed back to various newspapers to write articles, a very irregular Mandarin voice sounded. The quick-reacting reporter immediately heard who was shouting, turned around and looked at it, and at the same time, he professionally raised the microphone in his hand.

"Wait!" Che Jin stood up.

Yan Yufeng, who was pushed out, stopped, and Shang Lin behind him could no longer push him, so he had to stand there.

Yan Yufeng slowly turned around, looked at Che Jin standing on the news station, and pursed his lips tightly.

Che Jin looked at him standing there fiercely. The cold, arrogant and arrogant guy stretched out his right hand, pointed at him, and said, "You, wait! Tomorrow, you will look good!"

The reporters sandwiched between the two clearly felt an excited hormone secretion in their hearts, so that they could not even speak.

"Okay, I'll wait tomorrow!" Yan Yufeng's eyes didn't leave Che Jin at all. After looking at him deeply, he answered faintly, and then turned around and left.

The female reporter with permed hair was standing in the oblique center of the two. The conversation between them was like a confrontation between the two armies, and a fierce murderous intent suddenly floated in her heart.

Thinking quickly in my head, one of the three tigers in the South District was called a year ago. In the position of the small forward, no one can beat him! He was selected into the first team of the South District without any dispute every time. (Lu Di should be a swingman for the small forward and the shooting guard, so it can be ignored and not counted!)

However, Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, which has emerged in a sudden force, always led by Yan Yufeng as the core sharp knife, passed the hurdles and reached the semi-finals of the South District. It was known as Kobe Little, and was nominated for the National Best Newcomer Award this year. His position is also a small forward.

Two are small forwards, two are recognized as the best South SF last year and this year.

What will the passionate collision mean?

Absolute field in South District SF!!!

That's right!

That's it, the most peak showdown on the small forward in the South District!

In this field, they are absolute and perfect!

The female reporter was so excited that she wanted to scream. She thought of the name of the manuscript for tomorrow's morning newspaper!

The name is - Absolute Domain!

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Su Xue, leaning on the balcony, looked up at the bright moon hanging in the sky. The bright moon spread the silver light completely selflessly on the earth. Su Xue stretched out her hand, her eyes flashed happily and looked at the moonlight spreading her hands!

Su Xue hummed a song and danced her fingers gently, and saw the bright moonlight shining her hands as beautiful as jade carvings.

Tomorrow will definitely be a beautiful day!

Su Xue thought happily, because tomorrow, I will see him, and I can also see his game with my own eyes. When I think of it, Su Xue was filled with joy. No one knew how much she liked him.

Her feelings for him were like a fish lying on water. This was almost a nature, and the root cause of this nature was something she could only know.

This is a secret, a secret that only she can share.

No matter how difficult it is, I will never give up, and I will never.

"Feixue, it's cold, hurry up and go back to the room to sleep." The mother urged in the room. Su Xue sighed. Her father had been separated from her mother for three years. She knew how deep her mother had for her father. Otherwise, she would not have been single in these three years.

Su Xue had an inexplicable feeling about her family. She did not feel her father's departure. On the contrary, she could still feel the familiar smell of her father's existence at home.

What she cherished was the happy time of reunion for the family. What she needed in her heart was this desire.

She firmly believed that she would become stronger and stronger, and would not be defeated, just like him on the court, she would never be afraid of anyone's challenges.

"Feixue, did you hear that? Go back to your room quickly. Aren't you going to Nanjing tomorrow?" Mom urged in the room again.

Su Xue smiled, what a happy smile, and looked back at the bright moon in the sky nostalgic. How great would it be if she could walk and sing with him in such a moonlight! Thinking of this, Su Xue's heart had already flown to Nanjing and to him.

Wait for me, with my help, you won’t be afraid of any opponent!

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Lu Di got into bed early. Sitting on the bed, he was still bored using the notebook placed on his feet to browse the Internet.

He habitually came to the Qinhuai Online forum, clicked to enter the basketball hotline, and Lu Di began to check out the basketball-related events that happened in Nanjing today.

"Huh!" Lu Di suddenly let out a scream in surprise because he saw a big title.

The letter of battle was issued before the game, and both sides vowed to win.

Then behind it is a line of small words: National Nike Cup High School Basketball League South District Final Four Beiyang No. 12 Middle School VS Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School pre-match news.

"Ha, when is this kid Yan Yufeng so angry?" Lu Di was amused and clicked in.

At today's pre-match press conference, the core aces of both sides were extremely angry and they were not giving in to each other on the court. Yan Yufeng, the core of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, spoke wildly and said that his goal was the national championship. Che Jin from Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School, who claimed to be the three tigers in the South District, was furious and immediately issued a challenge to have a one-on-one duel with him in tomorrow's game.

Yan Yufeng became even more arrogant and said that no one could stop his score, and then left.

Both of them are small forwards, and their scoring abilities are first-class. In their respective teams, they are core figures. It can be foreseeable that tomorrow's game will be a high-level game in which Mars hits the earth.

Why do we talk about high-level competitions? Because the strength of the two has long exceeded that of the high school students, Che Jin's ability has been confirmed as early as last year. The reason why the big dark horse, Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, can get to this point is inseparable from the emergence of Yan Yufeng, a super small forward.

Regarding his super scoring ability, in Beiyang, people gave him a title: Kobe Jr.

From this name you can see that in Beiyang, people recognize his love and ability.

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Seeing this, Lu Di didn't look at it anymore, touched his chin and muttered: When will Yan Yufeng become so impulsive? This is not like him before! Before the game, this was the first time he had such a situation, and he was completely different from him who was calm before.

What exactly happened?

His emotions are still emotional? Lu Di immediately thought of it and couldn't help but secretly call it terrible. As a veteran, he knew how destructive this thing was.

After reading the following table, it was almost 22 o'clock, so I couldn't help but sigh. Now I go to find him, maybe I can't get in at all.

Thinking of this, Lu Di was even more worried. He fought with Che Jin many times, and he struggled to win every time, and he relied on collective strength to limit his performance.

When this guy went crazy, he couldn't stop him. If it weren't for his helper, he wouldn't know who won the battle against Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School last year.

But Lu Di knew very well that a year later, the group of Guangdong people who seemed to be young a year ago should have improved a lot now. After all, last year, it was lost in experience and physical condition.

But what about a year later?

Lu Di still knew about sweeping across the Guangdong competition area. He really didn't know what level of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School's strength has been improved to this year.

That group of people reminded me of this team.

A Guangdong Legion that is as persevering in will!

Tomorrow's game looks a bit unhappy!

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To be continued...