pinnacle swinger

Chapter 3 The Running Boy

"Okay, old Tong, you are very enthusiastic about your work recently! Since you are familiar with the trump card of Xiyang No. [-] Middle School, it is better for you to introduce him to the audience friends in front of the TV." Tie Chi laughed, Having partnered with Tongya for many years, it is natural to sing and sing with the partner seamlessly.

Tongya looked down at the information in his hand, and said slowly: "Tang Wenlong is the main point guard of Xiyang No. 1 Middle School. He is 91 meters tall and weighs 79 kilograms. In the past three years, he has held In the basketball league, he has won the scoring champion and the assist champion twice. In this year's game, he can contribute nearly 25 points per game on average. He is an absolutely dazzling star. It is reported that this young man has already attracted the attention of CUBA. Several universities offered him an olive branch."

so smart?Tie Chi was also taken aback, and then looked down at the information in his hand, which clearly showed that Tang Wenlong's jersey was No. 23.

Tie Fang's gaze swept across the field, going back and forth several times, interrupting Tong Ya's unfinished introduction: "But it seems that Tang Wenlong is not here today?"

"Oh??" Copper Ya didn't believe it at all, and sneered: "How is it possible!"

When he looked around the stadium, his face changed, "Really not here? What's going on? Could it be that the information is wrong, Tang Wenlong is actually a freshman this year and left high school?"

At this time, the two teams on the field were ready for the match. The referee invited by the Municipal Sports Bureau stood in the middle circle and called the captains on both sides to come over.

The people in Xiyang No. 10 Middle School looked at each other, and finally a big man with a height of nearly two meters and wearing a No. [-] jersey came over.

"Let your starters get ready, the game is about to start." The referee is a 30-year-old charming uncle with clear words and a gentle tone.

"Okay, referee!" The captain of Fugong Group, Li Ma, looks older than the referee, with a beard on his chin, but his height is very similar to the No. 10 center of Xiyang No. [-] Middle School. The two of them usually stand out from the crowd when they walk on the road The kind of girl, but now on this basketball court, it doesn't look tall.

Then the two teams shook hands before the match, Fu Gong Group captain Ma Li laughed in a low voice and said, "Chimu, why didn't you see your Rukawa Kaede? Could it be that we were too scared to come because Fu Gong is too strong!" After finishing speaking, a group of Fu Gong's team members behind burst into laughter in a coordinated manner, with a frivolous expression.

The players of Xiyang No. 20 Middle School were just half-grown boys under the age of [-]. How could they have received such a provocation from the Fugong Group? Their eyes were spitting fire, and they wished to punch their heads.

After chatting with Tang Wenlong for a while, "bronze teeth and iron teeth", he began to bring the topic to today's theme, explaining the game in a serious manner.

"Okay, the game has started!" Tongya's voice came from the nasal cavity, with the unique tone of youth in the last century, neutral yet charming, making people very comfortable to hear, "The two sides in the competition are Xiyang No. 1 Middle School And Fugong Group men's basketball team. We saw that the guy who jumped to the ball was the young man from Xiyang No. 98 Middle School, and their main center was Liu Cheng, the No. 10 player with a height of [-] meters!"

Iron Teeth picked up Tongya's words in a timely manner, and praised: "The young man is in good health. We can see that the registered height of Fugong Group's center forward is 3 centimeters higher than that of Liu Cheng, but Liu Cheng has Better jumping and wingspan to win the jump ball, the boys showed us their energy from the start."

"That's right, this is a fierce collision between youthful vitality and a tactical team, it is a fierce collision between the early morning sun and the scorching sun at noon."

Joe Thomas felt that he was about to collapse. From the perspective of his NBA scouts, the level of the two teams was simply childish. He didn't even think he could match the high school league in his hometown of Ohio.I really don't know why the Knicks sent him over, "Damn it, Isaiah must be a bastard!" Joe Thomas cursed the Knicks' top management and every staff member who might issue a task.

He really wanted to sleep, but how could he fall asleep due to the warm atmosphere of the audience?

He had to be patient and watch the game.

"Oh, wrong, wrong, this ball should slip to the bottom line!" "Oh, why are you so anxious, this ball should be waiting for your teammates to come over!" "Another mistake, and another steal? Is the low-level game the rhythm of playing counterattacks?" ? so boring"

On the field, Fugong Group took the lead. Xiyang No. [-] Middle School made frequent mistakes, and Fugong Group counterattacked many times.Even the shouts of the cheerleaders on the sidelines, the strength of the workers far surpassed the lack of energy of the student party, and Xiyang No. [-] Middle School, which had dominated for two consecutive terms, fell behind in an instant.

"Why hasn't Wenlong come over yet?" The one-sided situation on the court made the mayor feel that the game was a bit boring. He is a senior fan, and he hopes to see more exciting and high-end games, not this similar to street basketball. The one side is constantly hitting counterattacks and fast breaks.

"It's still on the way, mayor." Secretary Xiao Li said in a low voice.

The mayor frowned, and said: "This kid is really, he is still procrastinating on such an important game today. He came here with the team earlier!"

"Okay!" There was another burst of cheers at the scene, and the workers of Fugong burst out with loud and clear voices, which made the momentum of Fugong Group even better on the field.

Xiyang No. [-] Middle School requested a suspension.

At this time, the game was the last 3 minutes of the second quarter, but Xiyang No. 22 Middle School fell behind by 37 points 15 to [-]. The players were all drooping and depressed.

"Teacher Xiang, when is Brother Long coming?" Xiyang No. 16 Middle School's backup point guard Ming Hai was about to cry. Wen Long didn't come, so coach Xiang Wei had no choice but to put him in the starting position. He just entered the first year of high school this year , just passed her [-]th birthday two days ago, she was as thin as a straw, and was squeezed around by the fierce players of the Fugong Group, making her miserable.

The coach Xiang Wei pulled his face and said angrily: "A little bit of ambition, please! Don't think about Brother Long, Brother Long! Tang Wenlong is already a senior in high school this year, and he will leave our high school next year no matter what. Without him, Can't we play? Think about how I usually teach you, pay more attention to running, avoid physical contact, and don't fall into their pressing trap!!"

Ming Hai curled his mouth and muttered in a low voice, "Maybe Brother Long repeats his studies for another year?"

"Bah, what are you talking about!" Liu Cheng on the side kicked his eyes, stretched out his palm like a giant spirit, and hit Ming Hai on the back of the head.

Xiang Wei spit and cheered up the players, "Don't be afraid of them, don't be afraid of your hands and feet, use our vitality and run the whole field, we will definitely be able to, come on! Come on, one two three!"

"Come on!" The players of Xiyang No. [-] Middle School put down their hands together, and their momentum always rose a little.

Hurry up, hurry up!
Tang Wenlong ran on the road at high speed, passed the congested bridge, and the congested vehicles everywhere. He didn't even have the chance to take a taxi, so he could only run desperately with his legs and check his watch from time to time.

"Your sister, the competition has started!" Tang Wenlong was even more anxious.

As the road continued to move forward, the traffic jams on the road gradually became rarer, and traffic could be seen moving again. Tang Wenlong was looking for taxis on the road while running.

"Hey, young man, where are you going?" Tang Wenlong was still running, when a motorcycle rider suddenly appeared beside him, speaking Xiyang dialect, and the business was done on Tang Wenlong's head.

Tang Wenlong didn't want to talk to him, because he thought it was slow and unsafe to do this motorcycle.

As if seeing Tang Wenlong's distrust, the motorcycle rider took out a helmet like a juggler, "Speed ​​80 yards, helmet protection, absolute speed and passion!"

"You won!" Without saying a word, Tang Wenlong quickly turned over and jumped behind the motorcycle rider.

"Wow!!" The motorcycle rider gave a strange cry, and kicked down the accelerator. The motorcycle engine buzzed, and then, like an arrow off the string, it rushed out with a "swish", and it was really coming to the extreme .

Tang Wenlong stabilized his helmet, braved the strong wind, and shouted out the name of the place with great effort!

"stadium!"

(End of this chapter)