Heizi's Basketball: I'm not the boss?

Chapter 191 Feeding the dog with good intentions

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Zhou Yi sat down on the bench with a look of despair on his face. Because he didn't give up any force, his height of 187cm made an unusual sound when he pressed down on the bench.

Li Wenyu held two bottles of water in his hand and took the initiative to come over and pat him on the shoulder.

"Okay, don't be gloomy. There are people outside the world, so be open-minded!"

Li Wenyu opened the water bottle and was not surprised that Zhou Yi was beaten up by Xiang Yang. After all, even he was badly damaged by Xiang Yang, not to mention Zhou Yi.

"In the second half, let's follow the original rhythm. Xiang Yang's defensive ability is really strong. You have to avoid him when attacking."

Li Wenyu smacked his lips and gave instructions to his teammates around him.

I thought that after being comforted by myself, Zhou Yi would be able to see the situation clearly and follow his advice. He never thought that he would be suppressed so miserably by Xiang Yang, but he still had no intention of giving up.

"It's okay, I can!"

Zhou Yi poured saliva into his mouth, an unyielding look appeared on his face.

"Why are you doing this? If you are suppressed, you will be suppressed..."

Li Wenyu wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Zhou Yi with a wave of his hand. He said: "Don't worry about me, captain. It's just at this level that it's impossible to defeat me!"

"After all, I started practicing football when I was four years old, and I train hard every day. It is impossible for an opponent of this level to..."

Seeing Zhou Yi start a tirade again, muttering something he had said countless times, Li Wenyu covered his ears with his hands and looked speechless.

[Really...do I have to point at your nose and tell you that if you continue to beat me like this, you will only be beaten more thoroughly? 】

If they continue to play according to the rhythm of the first half in the second half of the quarter and insist on playing with Xiang Yang on the offensive end, then their failure will basically become a certainty.

It is obviously a selection for the national team. In Li Wenyu's imagination, the situation should be that they steadily suppress the opponent, and then leisurely point out the opponent's juniors while taking the lead, showing the style of their seniors.

Unexpectedly, due to Xiang Yang's unexpected factors and Zhou Yi's singles mistakes, they were still one point behind from the first half to the end!
When word spreads about this incident, where will his name, Li Wenyu, captain of the men's basketball team of the national team, go?

Just when Li Wenyu was about to have a showdown with Zhou Yi and reorganize the team's play style, coach Sun suddenly came over.

Just like Mr. Hai cares about his several disciples, Coach Sun is also concerned about the players on his team.

Watching the team you created lose, is it the National Youth Team led by your master that loses?As the head coach of the national team, Coach Sun could not accept it.

"Zhou Yi."

Coach Sun walked up to everyone and called the names in a calm tone.

Zhou Yi's whole body trembled, and he immediately stood up straight and responded: "Here we come!"

"sit."

Coach Sun raised his hand and motioned for Zhou Yi to sit down and have a good rest. After all, in the first half of the game, although Zhou Yi had been beaten against Xiangyang, the player's consumption on the field would not be too small.

Of course, concern is concern and criticism is criticism.

Coach Sun put his hands behind his back and stared at Zhou Yi with his eyes.

"Tell me, what were you doing in the first half of the session?"

Coach Sun's voice was not loud, but it was sonorous and powerful. At the same time, the national team's bench also fell silent. No one dared to make any other noise when Coach Sun was speaking.

Even Li Wenyu put his hands on his knees and looked down at the floor, as if there was something interesting on the ground.

Coach Sun glanced at everyone indifferently, and then returned his gaze to Zhou Yi.At this moment, Zhou Yi felt as if a huge boulder was pressing down on him, making him unable to breathe.

"Faced with such an obvious defensive leader from the enemy, not only did you avoid his sharp edge on the court, but you actually asked your teammates for the ball and took the initiative to beat him in singles?"

"What's wrong? Do you think this game is too good, or have you forgotten everything I taught you?"

As Coach Sun spoke, he rubbed the player list in his hand. Not only were the names of Xiang Yang and others written on it, but the names of all the members of the national team were also written on it.

"If you don't want to be in the national team anymore, there's no need to go to all the trouble to stage such a clown show. Just tell me and I guarantee that no one from the Basketball Association will come forward to try to keep you!"

After saying that, Coach Sun looked away at Zhou Yi, put his hands behind his back and turned around to leave.

This is a training match, and Coach Sun's current identity is not the coach of the national team, but the assessor of this trial.

If he gives advice to his own players because they are at a disadvantage, it would be unfair to several players on the national youth team.

Of course, they are his disciples after all, and Coach Sun still hopes to see them win. No one wants to see their children inferior to others.

This is why Coach Sun rushed out to teach Zhou Yi a lesson during the halftime break.

Similarly, Hai Lao did not just sit on the court and watch. Instead, he walked to the National Youth Team bench on crutches.

"I played well in the first half of the quarter, and I will continue to do so in the second half. I can reveal some news to you. Some of you have already passed this trial training."

Hai Lao said to everyone in the National Youth Team with a mysterious look on his face. The reason why he said this was to motivate them and strive for a better performance in the second half!
In fact... so far, among the player list in the hands of Coach Sun, only Xiang Yang has passed the assessment in advance...

Sure enough, as soon as Hai Lao said these words, the faces of everyone in the National Youth Team showed expressions of yearning and expectation, and the aura on their bodies also became a little higher.

"Ahem... Xiangyang, come here with me."

Ebi cleared his throat and waved to Xiang Yang in a concealed manner. The latter looked at this scene without thinking much, and immediately stood up and walked over.

Hai Lao glanced at everyone in the National Youth Team, stretched out his right hand and patted Xiang Yang on the shoulder, with approval in his eyes.

"Good boy, good fight hahahaha!"

Ebi said this sentence in the language of planting flowers.

Xiang Yang subconsciously wanted to say something modest, but Ebi quietly pinched his shoulders a few times.

Ok?
Xiang Yang looked up at Ebi in confusion, and the latter spoke again, but this time, he changed to neon language.

"You have already passed this trial. Please stop playing in the second half to save them some face."

Ebi calmly pouted in the direction of the national team members, and looking in the direction he pointed, Xiang Yang happened to see Coach Sun, who had just returned from the national team bench.

For a moment, Xiang Yang was dumbfounded. He responded in neon language: "I understand Hai Lao."

[This is the sophistication of flower growers. I really miss them. 】

Xiang Yang sighed secretly in his heart, but he didn't expect that Hai Lao's instructions were not finished yet.

I saw Hai Lao sneaking up to Xiang Yang, even saying in neon words at a very low volume: "Give them a little chance, your performance is too impressive, if you continue, Xiao Sun will probably... It’s up to you, you don’t notice their performance at all.”

As he spoke, Hai Lao rubbed Xiang Yang's shoulder.

Without the ability to read minds, Xiang Yang couldn't be sure, but according to his inference, Hai Lao was probably...pleasing him?

"I know Ebi, I will share the ball more."

Xiang Yang turned to look at his temporary teammates. Generally speaking, he played very comfortably in the first half of the game. This was not only because of Zhou Yi, but also the help provided by his teammates was also crucial.

Since he is so comfortable being fed by his teammates, Xiang Yang doesn't mind giving back to them. After all, his job as a point guard is to connect the team to make his teammates play better.

After receiving Xiang Yang's affirmative answer, Hai Lao nodded with satisfaction. After encouraging his favorite disciples again, he turned back to the audience.

At the same time, the whistle for the start of the second half of the game also sounded from the referee's mouth.

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……

On the other side of the world, a street court in Neon Tokyo Prefecture.

The score has been fixed at 142:39, and the Zombie Dragons won this exhibition match without any suspense.

In the middle of the court, Kasamatsu held his knees with both hands, panting heavily while looking at his teammates around him.

Since there are no professional basketball players in the Neon Basketball Association, Kasamatsu's team is temporarily formed by graduated high school students.

Among them were Imayoshi, the captain of Tonghuang from the previous year, Dasheng, the captain of Hidetoku from the previous year, and Dai Qianhiro, who was once the sixth person in Luoshan.

But at this moment, their eyes were filled with weakness and a little despair.

"Well... there's nothing we can do about it. After all, even we ourselves don't think we can really win this game."

Kasamatsu shook his head helplessly, but there was a trace of unwillingness on his face.

But who is Kasamatsu?There is one sentence that could not be more suitable for him.

If you make a mistake, you must admit it, and if you are beaten, you must stand upright.

Even if he was beaten violently by the opponent and had no chance to fight back, Kasamatsu could still remain calm and extend his hand to congratulate the opponent on the victory as if nothing had happened.

"Good fight, you guys are very strong."

Slowly walking to Nash, Kasamatsu pretended to be calm and extended his right hand to him while not forgetting to praise him.

This is Kaizune's previous captain, Yukio Kasamatsu, who combines etiquette and sense of responsibility. He is the most reliable captain in Kaidune's history, bar none!

But this time, his kindness was fed to the dog.

Accompanied by a "he tui" sound.

A mouthful of spit appeared in Kasamatsu's hand. He stood there fixedly, looking at the white liquid on his hand. He didn't react until he heard ridicule in his ears.

"Don't be ridiculous, yellow-skinned monkey, you guys are really wasting our time by playing games together."

"Really, even the air in this place filled with yellow-skinned monkeys is so filthy. If it weren't for your money being so easy to make, I wouldn't come here."

Nash patted his shoulder, as if there was something dirty there. Then he looked at the angry expressions on the faces of Kasamatsu and others, and the corners of his mouth raised an exaggerated arc.

"Just look at us like this, losers. I really enjoy your expression. After being humiliated... you don't even dare to say a fart!"

(End of this chapter)