Chapter 113 The Longest Battle of Battle is Coming

Shan Yu closed her eyes and leaned against the wall of the locker city of the home team of Luwan Stadium. The room was quiet, Shan Yu leaned there motionlessly like a stone statue.

This is a quirky habit that Shan Yu has had for many years. Five hours before the game, he would come to the competition location in advance and sit in the locker room and lie quietly for a while.

During this period, Dan Yu will have plenty of time to think clearly about every detail, filtering all the characteristics and shortcomings of each opponent you are about to face in his head. Recalling the tactics that are about to be launched, how to face the opponent's fast attack, and how to tear the opponent's defense.

All of this flowed quietly through Dan Yu's mind. He liked this feeling very much, as if the whole world was in his own control. He believed that he could dominate everything on the court.

Then he would take the ball and go to the court where the audience had not yet opened to the public and had not yet entered the court. If a person practiced the ball first, this was not only warming up, but more importantly, Dan Yu's relaxed adjustment of his own state. This is a unique warm-up method! Dan Yu is adjusting his breathing, adjusting his muscles' relaxation, and adjusting every motor nerve in his body, allowing every sense of his body to begin to enter the world of basketball.

If you are next to you, you will find that Dan Yu's shooting is getting faster and faster, and his hit rate will get higher and higher. Sometimes, when a person practices the ball, he can only pick the ball by himself. During the shooting and then picking the ball, the physical strength and state consumed will become tight and loose, and it is difficult to achieve the effect of warm-up.

But Shan Yu was different from others, what he needed, it was really like this. If he threw the ball out, if he didn't make it, he would make an imaginary roundabout running in the direction where the ball fell, then bent down and held the ball, and then immediately took action. No matter which angle, Shan Yu liked the feeling of taking the ball.

Shan Yu was running. After so long, he still maintained a relatively normal physical strength, which was inseparable from his unique training method.

Suddenly, Shan Yu stopped, holding her head high above her head, and her hands holding the ball were fixed there. Shan Yu stared at the basket in the distance, and suddenly a smile appeared on her face. She gently waved her eyes and watched the rolling basketball falling toward the basket.

"brush!"

"Let him start everything! Whether it is from the south or the north, when I arrive in Shanghai, I am the master!" Shan Yu said to himself lightly. At this moment, his expression suddenly seemed like a different person, and a smile began to bloom on his face, but this smile looked really cold.

At the entrance gate of the high stands, an old man had been looking at it for a long time. When he saw Shan Yu throw the last ball out in standard, almost slow motion, the old man smiled slightly and quietly stepped out of the gate.

It seems that everyone is ready!

On the way to Luwan Stadium, the atmosphere of the whole bus was a little different from the past. Everyone didn't say anything, staring out the window and didn't know what they were looking at. Some closed their eyes to rest, but didn't know what they were thinking. Shang Lin lit a cigarette for himself and handed it to Wang Xuechao. Wang Xuechao didn't answer, shook his hand, frowned slightly, and looked at his feet with his eyes hanging down.

"What? Begin to get nervous?" Shang Lin quipped.

Wang Xuechao smiled reluctantly and sat there without denying it.

"I'm nervous too!" Shang Lin said lightly.

Wang Xuechao was stunned and said in disbelief: "Are you nervous?"

"What? Can't I be nervous?" Shang Lin said with a funny look.

"Then why are you nervous?"

"I'm nervous that these bastards are all stage frightened when they arrive, so that's all over!" Shang Lin said.

Wang Xuechao laughed and said, "It's now, you still have the heart to joke!"

"For us coaches, every game is a journey. We are experimenting with our tactics to see if this is true. Isn't there such a saying? If the tactics are played, it doesn't matter if we don't score a goal! Even if we don't win the game, we will be considered a victory. I'm afraid that it will be a complete loss due to a tactical error. Then, we will be responsible for it!" Shang Lin said meaningfully.

Wang Xuechao fell into deep thought. In the past, he had never thought so much about what he thought was useful on the court. He never considered whether what he thought was useful. More was just a way to win. In his heart, players were the key to victory, and at most he was a way to stabilize the morale of the army. Moreover, tactics were just a scoring method. No matter which one could score, he never thought about whether he could restrain the opponent or get more points.

"Old Wang, is there any pre-match news in Nanyang?" Shang Lin interrupted Wang Xuechao's thoughts and asked.

Wang Xuechao recovered, thought for a while, and said, "It's nothing. It's just the day before yesterday that Nanyang head coach Feng Degang was dissatisfied with the referee's judgment standard. He hoped that the Football Committee would pay attention to this issue and said that although it was a high school league, players should also be trained to transform into professionalism, and so on."

Shang Lin immediately said curiously: "What does he mean?"

"I don't know either. At this moment, it seems a bit unfair to suddenly provoke the referees!"

Shang Lin nodded. In the United States, whoever dares to provoke a referee will have good results. The referee will definitely strictly discipline your team and make mistakes several times in the game. It is completely natural. I just don’t know if it will end up in China.

"Is there anything else?" Shang Lin thought for a while, and could not understand what the opponent's move was intended, so he asked again.

"There are nothing else!" Wang Xuechao shook his head.

Shang Lin was a little nervous. After all, this was the final. He didn't believe that his opponent had no secret tricks. The game was like a battlefield, and any trick was normal. Even if it was to hurt the main players to achieve their goals, it would not be a serious crime. Of course, if such a thing really happened, the Football Committee would definitely check the video repeatedly. If it was intentional, the punishment would be very serious. Therefore, Shang Lin was not very worried about this.

Take out the information about the head coach of Nanyang from your bag and Shang Lin read it again.

"This old man is definitely not simple. He is just a person in his sixties who is so enthusiastic about participating in training to increase his knowledge about basketball, and at the same time he is always understanding and learning the latest basketball development trends. If he doesn't have any tricks, he will definitely not believe it.

Could it be that this old man is a very decent person who only wants to overwhelm his opponent on the court? Shang Lin had to think so.

Just when Shang Lin was thinking hard, Yan Yufeng, who had been sitting there in the rest of his mind, was suddenly pushed down by the plateau next to him, opened his eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"

Gao Yuan looked at Yan Yufeng with a calm look on his face and said embarrassedly: "I'm very nervous!"

Yan Yufeng was not surprised and said, "I'm nervous too!"

"You are nervous too!" It was Gao Yuan's turn to be surprised. He just felt that Yan Yufeng was like a person who was fine, as if he was not going to participate in the finals, but to travel somewhere.

"Of course, it's useless to be nervous just thinking about it. When doing things, the most taboo thing is to care about the past and the future. I think everyone is nervous, because they are all at the last step and are worried that all their efforts will be wasted. You said so!" Yan Yufeng said.

Gao Yuan nodded and said, "I thought about this problem all night last night. We have experienced so many difficulties and finally got through it and entered Shanghai. We were worried about losing here. What should we do if we lost here? That means we actually got nothing!"

Yan Yufeng sighed. If he lost to Nanyang, it would be like the fourth place. There is nothing in the fourth place. Everyone knows this, and no wonder everyone is so nervous. Sometimes, it is always better to have a real reward than a false reputation!

The fourth place in the country and the second place in the country is really a big gap.

"So I'm nervous!" Gao Yuan sighed.

"Hey, how can this be done!" Yan Yufeng suddenly slapped the plateau loudly, which also attracted the attention of the whole car. Yan Yufeng cleared his throat and said solemnly: "Why don't you say a word in the car? Don't tell me, you are all scared!"

The atmosphere of the whole car was condensed, and Ye Changfeng, who was sitting in the front row, said first of all dissatisfied: "Funny, I'm listening to music, what's the point of being afraid of not!"

"That's right, I wonder where we should go to Shanghai to celebrate after winning the game!" Wang Zhiquan immediately continued to shout.

"That's right, that's right, who's scared!" All the teammates shouted.

Yan Yufeng smiled, raised his hand, and said, "Let's sing a song!"

"Okay!" Zhai Yonglongguang immediately agreed.

"What song should I sing?" Dazhu asked immediately.

"A true hero!" Qin Lan suddenly suggested.

"Okay!" Yan Yufeng immediately agreed when he thought about it.

Everyone immediately started singing with a roar and sing, driven by Qin Lan's crisp and pleasant singing. As the only tension in everyone's heart disappeared with the singing, they were not afraid of the strong enemies they were about to face, nor were they thinking about what the future would be. If they put down their burdens, then it means that their enemies will be in trouble.

She was one ten in the afternoon.

Luwan Stadium.

As the former home court of Shanghai Oriental, the hardware facilities are not bad, and it was renovated in 2004 as the home court of the Rockets' preseason in China. It can be said that this is the second only to the Shanghai Gymnasium and the second basketball special stadium in Shanghai.

The seats of more than 9,500 have been filled with seven times now. This is already good for just a high school basketball game. Of course, it should be noted that at least 20% of the audience here came from other places. They naturally came from all over Jiangsu to Shanghai by their favorite Beiyang No. 12 Middle School.

This will be the main stadium of four teams during the National Nike Cup High School Basketball Finals.

The final is based on a three-win and five-game system, with one game every other day, and the entire schedule will be completed in up to fifteen days.

According to the rules, Nanyang Model Middle School first faces Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, and then Beijing 42 Middle School will face Chenyang No. 31 Middle School the next day.

At this time, from the south entrance, a group of tall teenagers came in. Almost at the same time as they came in, a group of teenagers also walked in at the north entrance. They did not find each other. After finding their own seats, a teenager from the first teenager found the group of people sitting opposite them.

"Yuzi! Beijing's people are here too!" The person who spoke was on the train, a thin boy named Zhang Meng.

Liu Xiaoyu raised his head when he heard this, looked at the teenagers who were sitting down from a court far away, and sneered on his face, saying, "It's been quite early!"

"It seems that their coach is like ours, and he is nervous!" Jin Dazhi, who was sitting behind Liu Xiaoyu, laughed.

"Hmph!" Zhang Meng snorted and said, "I really don't know. Let's come here to watch this boring game. What's the point? Anyway, we won in the North District!"

"You can't say that. Whoever wins and loses, and you'll make a conclusion now. It's not a good thing. Since the coach asked us to watch possible opponents in the future, it's normal. Anyway, I don't waste any time. Staying in the hotel, it's better to feel the atmosphere of the game first!" Liu Xiaoyu interrupted Mengzi's dissatisfaction and said.

Since the captain had said everything, and his opponent had also watched the game, Zhang Meng temporarily put his dissatisfaction aside and started playing and watching the court.

At this time, the stadium was still empty, and some staff were walking back and forth. Of course, there was a team of fiery cheerleaders on the side of the stadium.

This is the Natt cheerleader, the first group of China to transform into professional cheerleaders. They were invited to perform and cheerleaders at the invitation of the organizer Nike's branch in Asia.

Yilin is the captain of Natt. She is telling her teammates to wait for the performance. Although everyone is very clear about these things and has been rehearsing many times, she still continues to remind her.

This time, they will have three three-minute performances, eight one-minute performances, and maybe four one-minute performances that are estimated to be the same. The movements of these fifteen performances are different, so it is very important to let the teammates understand the next performance movement. Of course, Yilin himself also believes that in such a high school competition, they should not perform more than ten times. Many times, the competition will be very smooth. Of course, the fluency here does not mean that the level of excitement is very high.

For the Natt cheerleaders who have been in cuba and cba for many years, the current game is just a small event.

"Sister Yi! It's time for us to go on stage soon. The musician has waved his hand at us!" Huaiyin, who is also the deputy captain of Natt's team, signaled to Yilin.

"Well, line up, sisters, we are ready to play!" Yilin nodded steadily, and then instructed his teammates in a sensational tone.

"The cheerleaders have started to perform!" Ge Hui, who was waiting a little lonely, saw a group of fiery red girls rushing to the court, and couldn't help but say excitedly.

"Yeah!" Han Shuo just nodded casually, but his eyes looked at the stand opposite him. There was his old team leader, Liu Xiaoyu. After sitting down, he had seen that even though he was so far away, he could still vaguely see Liu Xiaoyu's arrogant face, and even the cold look that ejaculated over.

"So you are here too!" Han Shuo chuckled. He had no objection to the coach's arrangements. After all, it is very appropriate to see a possible opponent in the future, but he did not expect that he could meet his old enemies so soon.

Last year, it was also here that Liu Xiaoyu and himself eliminated Beijing 42 Middle School after four major battles. Of course, because Ge Hui was injured in advance, the 42 Middle School was insufficient in the interior, which made the Chenyang 31st Middle School, which was crushed by him, miraculously reverse the North District championship, and then easily won the Nanyang Model Middle School, which won the South District championship at that time, and won the National Nike Cup High School Championship.

Everyone in Jeonbuk District knows Han Shuo's unwillingness, and everyone in Jeonbuk District knows that Liu Xiaoyu's unwillingness is even more so. One is because his best partner was injured and his opponent turned the tables, and the other is because he was suppressed by his opponent and the team performed well and won, and he felt that this victory was not really real and depressed.

For the two, a new competition and a better comparison is what they most long for.

This year, their wishes were met, and these two teams reached the North District finals. Therefore, in the North District, the hot spots of everyone suddenly rose, and some of the enthusiasm in the South District were also attracted by such grudges. Relatively speaking, the game at this moment tomorrow is what everyone really cares about.

"Wow, there seem to be a lot of reporters today!" Someone sighed. Han Shuo woke up from his memories and looked at the stadium carefully. He found that there were indeed many reporters. In his impression, it seemed more than last year's session.

It seems that the attention of Nike cups is getting bigger and bigger.

Han Shuo thought so.

In the Nanyang locker room, Feng Degang was reinstructing his tactics.

"In the first quarter, we played the 23-area joint defense formation, first consolidated the inside line, and then in the second half, according to my instructions at any time, we became a 41-half-game man-target formation.
To be continued...