Tang Chaohui took a deep breath, calmed himself down and said, "Coach, I'm sorry, I'm a little excited!"

"Nothing!" Long Dahai waved his hand and said, "This is the best way. Judging from Yan Yufeng's performance in these games, his scores are usually obtained in the inside or in the second division. He has a strong attack ability in the inside. He is no longer a pure shooting guard, but has long transformed into a swinging small forward! Such a person is most suitable for Mo Feng, who is in the inside, to defend!

And you, Tang Chaohui, with your height and weight, let you defend Xiang Jie who likes to run from the outside to the inside. You are the best choice! Do you understand?" Long Dahai said.

Tang Chaohui thought for a while, nodded clearly, and said, "I understand!"

"Well, I have said just now that tomorrow's theme is offense! I think I need you two to fully understand this point!" Long Dahaidiao and continued: "You have also seen the situation of the 12th Middle School. The injury of the main center Han Dazhu has brought a lot of impact on the defensive lineup of the 12th Middle School. Although they have beaten our old opponent Tiegang, I personally think that it was caused by the tactical mistakes of the head coach of Tiegang and the misperforming performance of some of their players! In terms of defense, there are too many flaws in Twelve Middle School!"

After looking at Tang Chaohui and Mo Feng, they nodded with agreement. Long Dahai continued: "Now that the plateau is injured, the 12th Middle School will definitely lack strength in offense. Although they have super defenders like Yan Yufeng, the game is not played by one person. They suppress Yan Yufeng and Xiang Jie. The 12th Middle School will be completely destroyed by you!" A cold light burst out from Long Dahai's eyes. During this period, he was really breathless by the powerful dark horse momentum of the 12th Middle School. The road to defending the title of No. 2 is no longer so sure!

This is an insult, not only an insult to the title of the second-tier champion, but also an insult to himself, Long Dahai himself!

"Yes! Coach! Destroy the Twelve Middle School!" Tang Chaohui shouted, waved his fist, and clenched it tightly.

Mo Feng didn't say anything, just stood there and pursed his lips coldly.

Tomorrow is the time to fight you, and the agreement that day is finally coming true! Yan Yufeng! I am waiting for your arrival!

"That's how tomorrow's game is. When I go back now, I will tell you the key points of tomorrow's defense to you myself! Let's go back to the team!" Long Dahai waved his hand and signaled the two of them.

Tang Chaohui turned around and strides towards the field, with a clear goal, and now all he needs to do is work hard!

This has always been Tang Chaohui's principle of being a human being and dealing with the world, and it is also the only rule for his success!

Mo Feng walked behind and slowly waited for Long Dahai.

"Coach, do you believe in fate?" Mo Feng suddenly asked.

"Fatefulness? Maybe something like this will happen in this world!" Long Dahai pondered for a while, and could not figure out why the silent Mo Feng suddenly asked this strange question.

"Nothing! I just suddenly thought about it, so I asked!" Mo Feng lowered his head and walked forward quickly, and Yan Yufeng's figure appeared in his mind!

Do you and I have a fate???

Maybe tomorrow is the answer!

Mo Feng thought secretly in his heart, and his hands couldn't help but tighten!

Long Dahai looked at Mo Feng's tall back from behind, recalling his eyes just now, sharp and full of wisdom, cold and exciting!

His heart seemed to be a slowly burning chariot, his man seemed to be a brave and wise warrior. Suddenly, Long Dahai changed his expectations for tomorrow.

Perhaps, Mo Feng is the savior of Tomorrow No. 2 Middle School!

But what about Tang Chaohui???

Long Dahai was surprised by his sudden thoughts just now and immediately asked himself.

I don't understand either!

Long Dahai shook his head and thought incredibly.

I will know everything tomorrow, wait!

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"Oh, Old Chen, what wind has blown you here???" A little old man half-white but very energetic looked at Chen Dingjun and smiled.

"Of course there is wind, and it's very wind!" Chen Dingjun inquired about the entire luxurious setting and said.

"Oh, what wind?" the old man asked, sitting on the spacious leather sofa.

"Play style!" Chen Dingjun blinked and said.

"Qiufeng?? You can find a place, tell me, if there is something bad, I'll remember you again?" The old man touched his big belly, which was bulging, and said proudly.

"Bad things? Hehe!" Chen Dingjun smiled, sat down, looked at him sitting on the side, his old partner for more than 30 years, and said, "Will I come to you for bad things?"

"Hehe, that's a good thing! Brother, if I have a good memory, you seem to have already stopped writing! Why? I can't stand the loneliness again? Haha````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````

Chen Dingjun shook his head. Cao Hui is so adult, he still likes to sarcasm!

Cao Hui worked as a reporter with him in a newspaper thirty years ago. Later, he wanted to make a comeback and started his business boldly. Over the past 20 years, he finally established the number one newspaper in Jiangsu Province - Sports Newspaper.

"I have something to tell you when I come to Nanjing this time. I personally think you still have the strength to complete it!" Chen Dingjun said seriously.

"What's the matter?" Cao Hui knew that his old friend never lies. As soon as he entered the door, he felt something was coming, but after years of experience, he still told himself: Wait and come slowly!

"I don't want to say anything more. I just hope you can go to Beiyang tomorrow and watch a game there, and then the next thing is up to you to decide?" Chen Dingjun said.

"What, go to Beiyang?? Watch the game? What game?" Cao Hui was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that such a thing would be, and he couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"Yes, you should know the high school league in Beiyang every year!" Chen Dingjun said.

"I know, old friend, you won't ask me to watch a market-level amateur competition, right? It's from high school! Hehe```````!" Cao Hui understood and immediately felt disappointed, but he still had a smile on his face.

Chen Dingjun knew that Cao Hui would say this, stood up, patted his butt, and said, "Then I'll leave first, I have something to do!"

"Why, are you angry? We haven't seen each other for almost a year, so we're leaving so quickly!" Cao Hui stood up, still smiling peacefully on his face.

"Xiaodong hasn't seen me for three years, I'll go see him!" Chen Dingjun said calmly.

"What? Zhang Dong? Why are you going to his place?" Cao Hui finally changed his expression.

Chen Dingjun smiled in his heart. Zhang Dong was also his old partner. Back then, he, Cao Hui and Zhang Dong were known as the Shifeng trio, and there was no three of them. Later, Cao Hui started his business and Zhang Dong also embarked on this path. But he remained in the journalist circle.

After twenty years, Zhang Dong has also founded the Sports Terminal, a large comprehensive company in the fields of newspapers, websites, and entertainment, and directly challenged Cao Hui's Sports News.

The relationship between the two is very tense now. At this time, when Chen Dingjun threw this out, Cao Hui naturally had to change his lust.

"Wait, I'll say old man, why are you going to his place???Aren't you obviously making things difficult for me?" Cao Hui jumped up and hurriedly dragged Chen Dingjun walking towards the door.

"Since you ignore me, the one who reports me, I naturally have to find someone who is willing to pay attention to me!" Chen Dingjun looked angry.

"Why don't you ignore it, please do it.```````````! Tell me, why do you want me to watch that game! Tomorrow will be the championship and runner-up competition!" Cao replied. It seems that he is still paying attention to the situation in Beiyang, after all, Beiyang is a prosperous place for basketball in Jiangsu Province!

"A teenager, a talented boy! Have you ever heard of Chen Jianghua?"

Cao Hui was stunned for a moment. His old friend looked excited. This was rare. He suddenly said Chen Jianghua. What does this mean? He hesitated for a moment and said, "I naturally heard of him, a Chinese boy who has been on the American Times newspaper! What did you say about the person who passed the ball for Yao Ming in 2008! What? What do you mean by mentioning him?"

"A young man who is enough to compete with him! He is in Beiyang, and he was born in Jiangsu! His achievements are something I can't do!" Chen Dingjun's tone was higher than the other, and in the end he actually shouted it out.

Cao Hui was really surprised. He stared at his old friend in a daze. Suddenly, he smiled on his face, and then immediately expanded into a smile: "Haha`````` I said, brother, what's wrong with you today???? It's not like you! You should be fooling me, can you be happy for me??"

"Whoever deceives you, believe it or not, you can go and see it tomorrow! Remember, the competition starts at 6:30 in the afternoon, Beiyang Power Stadium, feel what visual impact is!" After Chen Dingjun said this, he shook Cao Hui's hand and walked out of the boardroom with big striking steps.

Cao Hui didn't stop him this time. He watched Chen Dingjun disappear behind the elevator door and smiled at Xiao Liu, the secretary who leaned out to look at him, and said, "Help me turn off all the social engagements tomorrow. I'm going to a place!"

"I understand, Chairman!"

Beiyang?

Chen Jianghua!

A genius boy?

Hehe, tomorrow looks interesting.

Cao Hui stood on the top floor of his own commercial building, in his room, looking at the bustling city view of Nanjing, and said to himself.

The King of Beiyang (2)

Great Qin Bingbing

2004.7.21
Chapter completed!