Come on! League

"Hurry up, hurry up, pass the ball!" Long Dahai shouted loudly, urging the players to attack quickly!

"Good ball, go back to defense! Mo Feng, you need to be faster!" Long Dahai continued to shout.

"Stop! Come here!" Long Dahai waved his hand vigorously and shouted.

All the team members surrounded him sweating profusely. Long Dahai pointed at Mo Feng and shouted: "You have to hurry up, remember your position, what are you doing slowly? Hum?"

Mo Feng covered his sweaty face and whispered: "Coach, I understand!"

"Chaohui! What's wrong with you? Why didn't this ball pass?" Long Dahai asked Tang Chaohui who was standing behind him again.

"I understand! Coach!" Tang Chaohui nodded and responded seriously.

"The league is about to begin in three days. Do you have the confidence to defend your second-tier champion status? Well!" Long Dahai shouted.

"Yes!" all the team members replied loudly.

"Then why didn't I see a trace of what the championship team should look like? What are you doing? Run so slowly, wanting to be a turtle or a snail? Didn't I tell you? The essence of basketball is about speed! To run, run again, don't stop, run a large range of running to tear open the enemy's defense, and then score in the simplest way! There is no need for heroes here, just a group here! Group! Pick-and-roll, pick-and-roll, tear open the enemy's formation, tear out a big hole, and then score! Have you heard what I said clearly?" Long Dahai shouted again!

"Listen clearly! Coach!" all the team members shouted in unison.

"Go back, conduct training, and conduct positional confrontation for five-on-five! No breakthroughs are allowed, no sticking the ball, fast passes, pick-and-roll, the easiest way is to shoot to solve the battle!" Long Dahai waved his hand and shouted.

The team members returned to the venue, divided into two groups of Huang and Hong, and began confrontational training!

Long Dahai stood on the sidelines with his hands behind his back, yelling from time to time to urge him. One hand suddenly held a bottle of mineral water and reached in front of him. Long Dahai looked back and saw that it was his assistant coach Huang Fei.

Huang Fei said: "Drink a little water first, see that you have been yelling for a long time!"

Long Dahaien said, took the mineral water, unscrewed the lid and took a big sip, coughing slightly choked. Huang Fei hurriedly said, "What's the hurry, old friend!"

Long Dahai took another sip, his face full of seriousness, and said, "The league is about to start, the team has not reached its best yet. Why do you think I'm not in a hurry?"

Huang Fei smiled and said, "Hard-tempered but not achieved, old friend, you should understand this sentence! You can't be impatient in everything!"

Long Dahai waved his hand and retorted: "I'm not having a haste now, but the champion horse of No. 2 Middle School seems to be embroidered now. If I don't urge him to fire and whip him hard, he won't be able to run!"

Huang Fei nodded and agreed: "But don't get these kids tired, after all, the league is approaching, and you need to maintain your strength!"

"I know this. The three nutritionists of No. 2 Middle School are not vegetarians. After all, in Beiyang, our No. 2 Middle School has such a configuration!" Long Dahai said with a little smugness.

"The equipment condition 2 is naturally the best in Beiyang, but you can't train them like this devilishly! You'll be exempted from running around the stadium in the next twenty games!" Huang Fei said with a little distress when he saw the sweaty players.

Long Dahai thought for a while, sighed, and said, "Huang Fei, you! Why are you like a nanny? Haha!"

Huang Fei was not angry at all, and he smiled and said, "If you are a black face, you must have someone to be a black face!"

"Haha! It's cheaper for you! By the way, I won't talk about this anymore. Let's talk about the main topic. How are you looking at the situation of each team?" Long Dahai said.

Huang Fei seemed to be reminded by Long Dahai, with a thoughtful expression on his face. After a while, he said, "The situation is a bit short of a second!"

Long Dahai said "Oh" slightly surprised and said, "You said, let me see!"

"The day before yesterday, on the 10th, No. 4 Middle School had a friendly match with Tiegang. I went to see it, and it turned out to be two bad news!" Huang Fei shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly.

"You keep talking!" Long Dahai said calmly without changing his face.

"The new student from No. 4 Middle School has introduced a freshman named Qi Zhenglie, who is 1.88 meters tall, weighs 85 kilograms, and wears a No. 1 jersey. He plays as a shooting guard." Huang Fei took out his notebook and opened a page and read.

"Freshman?" Long Dahai asked in the jack.

"Well, I've gone to investigate. I'm a freshman in high school and I'm 16 years old this year!" Huang Fei said affirmatively.

"How is the level?" Long Dahai asked, murmuring.

"Two words describe: strong." Huang Fei smiled bitterly.

"Strong?" Long Dahai thought.

"I saw his performance in the quarter with my own eyes. The impact he brought to me was really great. To be honest, I have taught so many students and have never seen such a powerful style of football. Whether it is physical fitness, I feel so strong in terms of technology!" Huang Fei said like memory.

Long Dahai thought for a while and asked, "What about another bad news?"

"Other bad news is even worse!" Huang Fei dripped his temples and said with a frown and smiled.

"Say!" Long Dahai was still calm.

"Our old opponent, Tiegang, won the prize and won an MVP-level figure!" Huang Fei said.

"MVP level?" Long Dahai thought, and couldn't help but look at Tang Chaohui who was running on the field.

Huang Fei naturally understood what his old partner was thinking and said, "A brand new Tang Chaohui! And from my opinion, he is even stronger!"

"Do you have it? Old friend, don't exaggerate it. Chaohui, I have seen Dada since I was a child." Long Dahai finally changed his color and said.

"No, believe my vision. That player named Ye Changfeng is so outstanding. He is the most beautiful and beautiful Baoyu I have ever seen in my life." Huang Fei couldn't help but sigh when he remembered Ye Changfeng's tap and his lightning-like speed at the moment when he stumbled the ball.

Long Dahai was silent for a long time, and finally smiled bitterly, saying, "Old friend, didn't you bring me any good news?"

"I've said it a long time ago, why bother like this!" Huang Fei said helplessly.

"Ye Changfeng, 1.87 meters tall, weighs 80 kilograms, wears a No. 15 jersey, and plays as a shooting guard." Huang Fei opened a page and said.

"Starting guard? Another defender, so many guards come out, joke!" Long Dahai shook his head, waved his hand, and shouted to the field: "Tang Chaohui, run faster, Mo Feng, why did you get stuck? Haven't you eaten?"

Huang Fei stood side by side next to Long Dahai and said gently and worriedly: "It seems that this year is another hard battle!"

"Hmph, come here, what are you afraid of? Last year, the league left the plateau and became a big upset. It turned out that the 12th Middle School, which was barely entered for the 16th for the 19th Middle School, actually climbed to fourth place. Just one person played such a big role. I want to see if there will be another dark horse in this year's league!" Long Dahai snorted.

"The Yangtze River pushes the old waves forward, and there are many heroic young people in the country. I don't know how many basketball teenagers will come out in Beiyang this year. Haha, I'm really looking forward to it!" Huang Fei suddenly smiled with emotion.

"Yes, I look forward to it! But I am also looking forward to Mo Feng No. 4! His future is boundless!" Long Dahai pointed to Mo Feng on the field. Mo Feng shouted loudly, chopped his back twice, and shook it to the right. The defending players immediately jumped up. Mo Feng turned to the left and jumped up, easily hitting the ball into the board.

Huang Fei looked at Mo Feng and nodded, "Fortunately we also got a big front peak, otherwise we would be really jealous!"

"With Mo Feng, the kingly status of No. 2 Middle School is even more unshakable. He is the best Daqian Peak material I have ever seen!" Long Dahai said proudly.

"That's why you treated him so meanly, and every time you scolded him for being bloody!" Huang Fei said with a smile.

"There is not much time, he has not grown up yet. When will he wait!" Long Dahao glared at his big eyes and snorted.

"A strict father has a son, I hope Mo Feng can shine in this league!" Huang Fei said with relief as he looked at Mo Feng running agilely on the court.

"By the way, what information do other schools have?" Long Dahai asked. After all, the news that Huang Fei just received made him realize that all schools have new strength comparisons this year, and he must know his own and his opponent!

"I looked at other schools. Although everyone recruited fresh blood to join the team, except for Tiegang and No. 4 Middle School, I haven't seen any better talents!" Huang Fei sneered for a while and said just now.

"Oh, by the way, what about the 12th Middle School? How was the dark horse last year?" Long Dahai was a little relieved. He suddenly remembered the 12th Middle School of the Great Dark Horse that surprised him for a long time last year, and couldn't help but ask.

"Twelve Middle School?" Huang Fei thought for a while and shook his head. "I heard that two freshmen from high school were recruited to join the team, but the level was not clear. In my opinion, this year's 12 Middle School still had to rely on the plateau to fight!"

"Oh, Gaoyuan is a talent, but unfortunately he is too powerful. I don't know how far he can go this year?" Long Dahai shook his head and stopped thinking about him. He calmed down and focused on commanding the team's training.

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"Ten minutes of rest!" Long Dahai waved his hand and shouted.

"Ouch!" All the team members immediately lay down and fell on the floor without any worries.

Mo Feng watched his sweat drip down like rain, breathed out, lowered his head and gasped heavily.

"What's wrong with the coach today? The training is even more crazy. I'm almost exhausted!" Su Tong, the main organization guard next to him, also gasped and said in a low voice.

"Who knows? Practicing hard, the league will soon begin. In order to defend the title, we must naturally work harder!" Captain Tang Chaohui came over with a towel and explained to the coach while wiping his sweat.

"Everyone can tell the strength of other teams and we are not at a distance. We have been defending our title easily for four years. Who doesn't know that our No. 1 Middle School is in Beiyang?" Xiao Qianfeng said without caring about it.

"Hehe, you can't say that. I heard that other teams have stepped up their training and put in time. I think the strength of each team must have increased!" Center Fang Tao said disagree.

"Fang Tao is right, as I know, our old opponent Tiegang has another general, and his strength has increased greatly. This year, he has ambitiously challenged us!" Tang Chaohui, like everyone, sat on the floor, formed a circle, and then looked at everyone seriously and said.

"General? Who is this arrogant?" Su Tong smiled.

"I don't know, it's very strong anyway!" A bright light appeared in Tang Chaohui's eyes, which was a light of excitement.

Mo Feng was standing aside without saying anything. Listening to everyone's words, Yan Yufeng's figure suddenly flashed in his mind, he was moved and said, "Where is another school?"

"Other school? Who cares about him? Anyway, Tiegang and Sunshine have the strength to challenge us. Others, hehe, there is no hope!" The baby shirt looked helpless, which immediately caused everyone's laughter.

Mo Feng didn't laugh. He looked at the captain Tang Chaohui who was also smiling. He wanted to say something but didn't say it. He shook his head, sighed, and thought to himself: I don't know other schools, but at least I know that he will definitely appear in the league! Yan Yufeng, are you ready?

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Yan Yufeng gently pulled the ball into the basket, ignored other people's surprised eyes and ran back to his half.

Li Feng whispered to Zhai Yong next to him: "What's wrong with Yan Yufeng? Such an opportunity is not deducted?"

Zhai Yong was also a little strange. He looked at Yan Yufeng who was speechless and said, "God knows that he has been like this in the past two days. He has been much silent, but it seems that the attack has become more sharp!"

Wang Xuechao stood on the sidelines with his hips, looking at Yan Yufeng's back, and pondering.

What happened to Yan Yufeng? Since watching the game between Fourth Middle School and Tiegang, he has been much silent. His style of playing is no longer as passionate as before. However, the only thing that is gratifying is that the way of scoring is more diverse. Maybe he is really mature! I hope so!

Another interruption ball, Yan Yufeng rushed out of the inside line like lightning, stretched out the ball that Zhai Yong passed to Gaoyuan from the interruption, and quickly rushed forward.

Gao Yuan immediately reacted and followed Zhai Yong.

Yan Yufeng's speed suddenly decreased, as if he was deliberately waiting for Gao Yuan and Zhai Yong to arrive. When the three of them entered the two divisions at the same time, Yan Yufeng suddenly turned around, avoided Zhai Yong who reached out to get the ball, and then jumped up to shoot.

The plateau that was always on the side of the side was very realistic this time. It jumped up almost at the same time and reached out to cover it.

This is almost like the last time the freshman team challenged the school team Yan Yufeng to break through, pretending to shoot, but finally passed the ball to Xiang Jie who followed up with a long eye. The latter ended with a heavy dunk.
To be continued...