I shouldn't be beaten by a hatchet

Chapter 222 The Chosen Son of Los Angeles

The waiting time is always boring. A group of people sat around the coffee table, tasting a few fruit plates brought in by the service staff.

At this moment, cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami came from outside the lounge door, and the trembling door frame was shaking faintly.

"The first match has begun." Kirby was the first to stand up, then walked out excitedly, turned his head and said: "Everyone go and have a look, the opponent may also be our future opponent."

"Okay, let's go together, there is an exclusive channel for players on the sidelines." Ye Ran suggested.

Everyone didn't have any objections, and everyone entered the field along the player tunnel, and the shouts rushed to the face like waves, making people breathless.

Ye Ran cast her eyes on the circular auditorium, and said with emotion: "The audience watching the game this year is obviously much more than last year."

The capacity of the sports center in the provincial capital can reach 3 people, but now looking around, there are crowds of people everywhere, and almost no seats are occupied. You must know that this is just a very ordinary selection match.

If it was placed in the past, it is now equivalent to the audience of the finals.

Kobe leaned on the guardrail and yelled excitedly: "It's Xinshi No. [-] Middle School playing against Shuoshi No. [-] Middle School. I didn't expect Xinshi No. [-] Middle School to be quite strong, especially their center forward, who gave the opposite three big players in a row. Hat, it's really hard."

Ye Ran followed the voice and saw that the opponent's big center forward was indeed physically strong, but his weaknesses were also quite obvious, which was not enough for him to take it to heart.

As the sports center commentator presided over the hard work, the basketball game between the two schools was gradually coming to an end.

Not surprisingly, with more than a minute before the end of the game, Xinshi No. 23 Middle School took the lead with a big score of [-] points, dragging the game into garbage time early.

The timer returned to 0, and the score of the two teams was fixed at 96:82.

Xinzhou No. [-] Middle School won the game almost without bloodshed.

After the players from both sides left the field, the cleaning staff began to clean up. After a 20-minute break, it was their match with Yancheng Normal High School.

"Wait, we're about to start the game. How about it? Are you nervous?" Ye Ran patted Kirby's shoulder with a smile.

Kirby had already started gearing up, showing an eager look: "Hey, I'm definitely a little nervous, but it's more about excitement and excitement."

Ye Ran nodded, looked at the different expressions of his teammates, and said: "Let's go, everyone, go back to the player tunnel. Don't be nervous about the game for a while, just show what you have learned on weekdays."

Ma Feng chuckled, spread her wet hands, and said, "I wasn't nervous at first, but now I feel my legs are a little soft, and I want to go to the bathroom."

Ye Ran turned around and walked towards the exclusive channel without looking back: "It's a normal pre-match reaction. After all, many of you are rookies who have never participated in a regular game. Take it easy. There is still time for you to get used to it." You adapt."

Time passed slowly while waiting anxiously. Everyone sat quietly in their chairs, trying to take a deep breath, and constantly adjusted their pre-war status.

Suddenly, a deafening music sounded.

Ye Ran suddenly got up and led a group of people out, but was finally stopped by the staff at the exit.

"Now let us welcome the members of the Los Angeles High School team from Los Angeles. The first player to appear is Iverson, a point guard with a height of 1.66 meters and wearing the No. [-] jersey."

As the host's introduction fell, Iverson, who was the petite, touched his slightly protruding chest, tried to make his expression look calmer, and then rushed out of the player tunnel, waving to the audience in the stands.

Probably because of the new players, there was no enthusiastic response from the stands, only some loose applause could be heard.

"The next one to appear on the stage is the 2.13-meter-tall center monster wearing the No. 32 jersey, Chamberlain!"

After all, Chamberlain is an old man who has participated in two league games. Her behavior is much more stable. After greeting the audience, she quietly stood beside Iverson.

"The one below is Shangguan Yanran, a small forward with a height of 1.72, wearing jersey No. 23, and a super woman in the league."

"come on!"

Ye Ran stopped in front of her with a smile, and waved his palm.

The girl's dress today was uncharacteristically, with a high ponytail tied up in a simple and capable manner, a purple-gold jersey, paired with pink and white sneakers, revealing her fair arms and beautiful round legs, showing her beautiful figure to the fullest.

Although her expression was somewhat reluctant, Shangguan Yanran still hummed Qiongbi lightly, and clapped hands with Yeran.

This is a pre-match tradition that the two have adhered to for two years, and it has the meaning of conveying touch.

As the girl stepped out of the tunnel, the atmosphere in the stands seemed to explode. Many spectators stood up, screaming and shouting frantically.

As a top player in the league, his style of play is known for its violence and beauty, and he has the blessing of rich second generation status. Shangguan Yanran has attracted countless fans.

Even in the league of Nuoda, her popularity can be ranked among the top five.

Many of the audience in the arena were willing to pay for tickets just to see her. The vast majority of this group of people were female fans, but there were also not a few male fans.

"The following player is Ma Feng, a new power forward from Los Angeles High School, who is 1.84 in height and wears the No. 7 jersey."

Originally, Shangguan Yanran should introduce Yeran later, but the host gave them a buffer time for the sake of the audience's voice.

Sure enough, compared with Shangguan Yanran, the cheers Ma Feng faced were like heaven and earth, but she was not discouraged. Beneath her expressionless face was high fighting spirit and determination for the future.

"Now, let us all stand up and welcome the chosen son of our province, from Los Angeles High School, 1.82 meters tall, wearing the No. 1 jersey, and a shooting guard with the reputation of Los Angeles Rose in the league, Yeran!"

When the intro came to the end, the host almost began to roar hoarsely, raising her voice to the highest point she could achieve.

Before Yeran could show up, the entire venue was erupting. Most of the audience couldn't restrain their excitement and rushed to stand up.

Cheers, shouts, screams, love shows and other noisy sound waves seemed to overturn the entire stadium.

Ye Ran simply tidied up his jersey, and then briskly ran out of the player tunnel. Facing the crowd of spectators who were so enthusiastic that they almost melted away, he waved calmly, and then gave high-fives to the players one by one.

He closed his eyes, silently feeling the enthusiasm of mountains and tsunami, and recalled all kinds of scenes in the past, and his calm heart couldn't help but stir up waves.

In fact, a long time ago, when he represented the school team as the starting point guard for the first time, what greeted him in the audience was not applause or praise, but boos all over the sky.

(End of this chapter)