Chapter 30 Bloody Battle No. 4 Middle School (1)(1/3)
Bloody Battle Four (1)
Report to all compatriots of the Fourth Central Committee of the Communist Party of China:
Students, if you are reading it now, I hope you can stop and finish this article patiently! Today, Thursday, September 31st, the last day of September. Maybe some classmates are about to celebrate their birthdays today, maybe some classmates are coming to love today, maybe `````````````. But as a student who is about to graduate from the fourth high school, I want to tell you: Today is an unusual day. Today, our No. 4 Middle School basketball team will decide who can enter the quarterfinals with the 12th Middle School basketball team that is coming in full swing! What's so great about the quarterfinals? Some students may think this way, but I want to tell you that last year, on the same day, No. 12th Middle School mercilessly took the quarterfinals away from our No. 4 Middle School! He
What are them? They were just a third-rate team ranked 16th in the league two years ago, a cowardly team! But it was such a team that bent down the proud head of our No. 4 Middle School. Last year, I cried in pain and wanted to cheer for my team at the Power Stadium! But all this became impossible! This year, we once again ushered in No. 12 Middle School and faced challenges! I believe that our lovely No. 4 Middle School basketball team is the best! I am a student who is about to graduate from the third year of high school. How I want to see my mother team step into the noble Power Stadium! This afternoon, I have prepared everything, and if I don’t succeed, I will become a ghost! If you are a student who loves No. 4 Middle School, please come to the Feixiang Stadium and cheer for our lovely team!
A student who always loves No. 4 Middle School
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"Who wrote this? So boring! Haha's it's a bit fancy dressed sneered.
"Haha''Cough cough!" The student suddenly found that everyone next to him glared at him, and the laughter from his throat immediately turned into a cough awkwardly, and walked away from Shanshan.
"Go to the classroom to get chalk!" a student with eyes said to the friend next to him.
"Why?" the friend asked in confusion.
"You will know if you take it!" said the student with eyes.
"Oh!" The friend immediately ran towards his teacher.
After a while, the chalk was brought over, and the student with eyes picked up the chalk brush and wrote his name under the notice list! Then he wrote under the name: A student who also loves No. 4 Middle School!
The friend holding the chalk looked at the big blackboard blankly and suddenly shouted: "I want an autograph too!"
Seeing the two of them writing their names on, the students next to them finally aroused the passion in their hearts and rushed to the blackboard to write their names in chalk.
I don’t know who suddenly shouted: “The four out of the country will win!”
"The Fourth Middle School will win!" It was the roar of a group of students.
"The Fourth Middle School will win!" This is the yell of every student of the Fourth Middle School!
Less than three hours after the announcement list came out, the entire Fourth Middle School was in sensation. Almost everyone wanted to sign their names on the big blackboard to express their love for their alma mater!
Almost everyone is talking about the quarterfinals that will be coming at five o'clock today. In the classroom, corridor, and garden, you can hear the quarterfinals battle in any corner of the Fourth Middle School about the quarterfinals that will arrive in the afternoon. Everyone's eyes have begun to become frenzy. As the competition time progresses little by little, everyone in the Fourth Middle School has begun to become excited.
"Down with the Twelve Middle School and avenge humiliation!" This has become a must-have word for all the people of the Four Middle School.
Flying Arena.
"This is how the tactics are arranged, everyone understands it!" Yan Zhengming glanced at the entire team members and said in a deep voice.
"clear!"
"Distract and continue training for an hour!" Yan Zhengming waved his hand.
The team members dispersed themselves with solemn expressions and started practicing alone in groups of three or three.
Lie and Wu Yang brought a basketball under a basket, and Lie said: "Captain, now it's all about our game with No. 12 Middle School outside!"
"I know, the atmosphere is very fierce!" Wu Yang nodded.
"I also went to read the notice list. It was written in great excitement. I really longed for the afternoon competition to come soon!" Lie said.
Wu Yang slapped the ball vigorously, raised the ball and hit the board into the basket, then caught it from under the net, pulled the basketball down, and said in a deep voice: "Are you nervous? Fierce!"
Lie Ding smiled and shook his head and said, "What are you nervous?"
"That's good! We can't lose in the afternoon game anymore. The classmate who wrote the notice list said it very well: If you don't succeed, you will become a ghost! If you lose this game, I, Wu Yang, will never have the chance to step into the Power Stadium as a player!" Wu Yang's eyes flashed.
"Captain, we will definitely defeat the 12th Middle School!" Lie said as he clenched his fists.
"Twelve Middle School, I have been waiting for a year today. I will never fail again!" Wu Yang suddenly grabbed the basketball with one hand and smashed the ball hard on the rebound.
"Bang!" The sound of the basketball hitting the rebound suddenly rang out the entire Feixiang Basketball Arena.
All the players and coach Yan Zhengming turned their attention here in surprise.
"The four will win!" Wu Yang raised his hand, clenched it tightly, and shouted loudly.
"The four out of the country will win!" Lie also shouted.
"Defeat the 12th Middle School!" all the players shouted in unison.
Yan Zhengming stared at the excited expressions on the faces of the team members in a daze, and couldn't help but hold his hands tightly. He looked up at the high ceiling and the empty stands, and a thought arose in his heart: Bloody Battle Twelve Raiders!
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"Brush!" The ball crossed the net and made a crisp sound.
"It feels good!" Yan Yufeng looked at his right hand, danced his fingers a few times, and said to himself.
"Have you been completely healed?" Gao Yuan was already sitting in the stands on the sidelines at some point and looked at Yan Yufeng.
"When did it come!" Yan Yufeng picked up the ball and walked over.
"I'm here for a while. I see you are practicing football and I don't want to disturb you." Gao Yuan smiled.
"I'm going to meet the Fourth Middle School in the afternoon!" Yan Yufeng sat next to the plateau and said lightly.
"Well! A foreseeable hard battle!" Gao Yuan nodded and replied.
"I wonder if the coach will let me play. After all, I haven't trained for almost a week!" Yan Yufeng glanced at the basketball in his hand and sighed.
"Yes, today's competition is very difficult. I can't stand it alone. No. 4 Middle School will definitely send someone to guard me. Maybe it's my old enemy Wu Yang!" Gao Yuan said, with an excited look on his face.
Yan Yufeng looked at Gao Yuan's expression and said, "I'm very excited?"
"Somewhat, a tough battle you already knew was coming is right in front of you, and anyone will be excited!" Gao Yuan looked up at the sky and suddenly said happily: "The weather is good today!"
"Oh, is that?" Yan Yufeng was a little confused and looked at the sky. It was almost October that the sky was so bright and cool. The blue sky and a few white clouds were wandering in the air. The golden sunlight shone through the head surrounded by the big banyan tree, and golden spots were painted on the stands bit by bit.
"Today last year, the weather was so good. Everyone was saying that today was the last battle, so don't be hurt. This kind of thing, but I was thinking alone: defeat the Fourth Middle School, advance to the quarterfinals, and step into the Power Stadium!
In the competition, the students of No. 4 Middle School sarcastically mocked us loudly, and I was constantly working hard and looking for the fatal points of No. 4 Middle School. Finally, in the last quarter, I found it! A single quarter broke out, and one person defeated Wu Yang, who was considered the best newcomer in the league, and also defeated the entire No. 4 Middle School. Hehe! Seeing their unbelievable expressions, standing in front of them, celebrating unrestrainedly, do you know this feeling?" Gao Yuan said this, turning his head to look at Yan Yufeng who listened carefully.
"What does it feel? Hey! The feeling of bubbles!" A sneer flashed across Yan Yufeng's face.
"The feeling of bubbles? It's so close that I can't say anything. It's just this feeling. With a light poke, the big, beautiful and beautiful bubbles disappeared in an instant, leaving only a pile of water dirt! Pounce!" Gao Yuan said while poking, and made a simulated sound of bubble explosion in his mouth. After spreading his hands, he looked at Yan Yufeng and said, "It's just a ridiculous joke!"
"A ridiculous joke!" Yan Yufeng raised his eyebrows and said in contemplatively.
"No one can say that he is the first, no one can be sure that anyone is the absolute winner. Everything will happen. It is too full of words. If it fails, it will become a ridiculous joke?" Gao Yuan stood up, looked at the sky, and said leisurely.
Yan Yufeng didn't say anything, staring at the little golden spots on the ground, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and he also stood up, standing side by side with Gao Yuan, and said, "Go step by step, win and smile again, the smile that smiles to the end is the real smile! I understand your words!"
Gao Yuan laughed loudly, patted Yan Yufeng on the shoulder and said, "Your talent is far above me, but you are too arrogant, but you must understand that there are many people in this world who are better than others. The only thing you have to do is to work hard and work hard. When you stand in the last place, you don't need to say it yourself, and naturally there will be people who say that you are the best! In fact, it's nothing to learn to play basketball, but learning to be fairways is truly amazing!"
"Fairway?" Yan Yufeng showed surprise.
"Fifty talent, thirty hard work, and twenty perseverance! This is the fairway I have realized!" The sound of the plateau was raised.
"What the king of the stadium needs is talent, hard work, and strength and patience shown when facing powerful enemies! Only in this way can you become a person who laughs to the end," said Gao Yuan.
"You talked and the coach carved it out in the same model, it felt very strange!" Yan Yufeng turned the basketball in his hand and said.
"Oh, you are laughing at me!" Gao Yuan laughed.
"The coach will teach me whenever he has the chance. You are the same. He always gives me new ideas. Why do you all do this?" Yan Yufeng stopped turning the ball and turned his head to look at the plateau seriously.
Gao Yuan shrugged and said helplessly, "Maybe it was because he suddenly saw a big treasure, but he found that the person who owned it didn't know how to use it, so he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, be a nagging old woman, and keep talking nonstop here!"
Yan Yufeng smiled slightly and said, "I have been learning basketball for three years, and it was only half a month before I understood what basketball is. Thank you!"
Gao Yuan was stunned for a moment, and obviously felt the sincerity in Yan Yufeng's words. He paused and said slowly: "The coach used to be a person who was storming in the world. Unfortunately, he was injured in his knees and fell here to be an unknown coach. As a person who has experienced it, he naturally doesn't want you to repeat the same mistakes. Why do I do this? Because I have a request that you need to complete!"
"Request!" Yan Yufeng was surprised and blurted out, but he didn't expect Gao Yuan to ask him for his request!
"Yes! A request!" Gao Yuan nodded.
"Let's talk." Yan Yufeng calmed down and said slowly.
"Do you know what will happen if you win the league championship?" Gao Yuan said.
"What's there?" Yan Yufeng couldn't help but ask.
"Represent Beiyang to compete in Jiangsu Province for the qualification for the four Nike Cups!" Gao Yuan said as he said that, his eyes ejaculated.
"National Nike Cup Competition!" Yan Yufeng took a deep breath.
"That's right, the national competition!" Gao Yuan nodded.
"Do you want to participate in the national competition?" Yan Yufeng asked.
"No, I will be in my third year of high school next year. If we win the championship, at least next year when you are in your second year of high school next year, and after winning the championship, we will be qualified to compete for the national competition the year after. After this, I will be two years. At that time, I was no longer at No. 12 Middle School!" Gao Yuanyu showed loneliness and unwillingness.
Yan Yufeng was silent, and suddenly a thought flashed through his mind and blurted out: "If we win the championship this year, then don't you have the chance to participate in the national competition?"
Gao Yuan was stunned. Looking at Yan Yufeng's serious expression, he suddenly burst into laughter and said, "Do you think this is possible? Didn't you just say you want to do it step by step? It's really impossible to defeat No. 2 Middle School, which has defended three times this year, this year!"
Yan Yufeng shook his head and said, "I will do my best for your wish!"
Gao Yuan stopped smiling and looked at Yan Yufeng with a solemn expression. He found that Yan Yufeng was no longer as cold and proud as he was. He clearly told himself on his face that he wanted to fight for his wish!
"Don't be too serious, this is unrealistic!" Gao Yuan thought for a long time, but couldn't say anything, so he had to persuade him like this.
Yan Yufeng said nothing, patted the ball and came to the court, reached out to throw the ball, turned around and looked at the plateau standing in the stands, and said lightly: "Let's wait and see!"
Gao Yuan stood like this, looking at Yan Yufeng in the sun, his eyes suddenly felt hot, he turned his head and wiped his eyes, turned around and shouted: "Come on, let's compare shooting!"
"Okay, if you lose, buy water!" Yan Yufeng replied loudly.
To be continued...