The question "You are Chu Chenxi" has a strong color, which is more like a positive sentence in Cenyi’s words.
Chuchen frowned and looked at the front of this tall boy with fine features who was as tall as himself and didn’t speak.
"I will beat you today," Cenyi said slowly.
Hearing this, Chu Chenxi smiled, "I’m afraid you won’t have the chance. I won’t be there today."
"What?" Cenyi narrowed his eyes for a moment, and Chu Chenxi seemed to feel that he saw a snake poised.
"Nothing is unnecessary" ChuChenxi grinned proudly.
Getting such information is obviously not what Cenyi wanted. He looked at Chuchen with hostility.
"Then you wait. If you don’t show up, I will force you to show up."
Chu Chenxi habitually raised his eyebrows and didn’t answer. He didn’t understand why the other side would be so personal, but the game didn’t belong to him. Just watch it. They would do well. Chu Chenxi comforted himself.
Nanchuan TV studio
"Hello, friends in front of the camera."
The director made a move and sat at the table. Yang Rong smiled at the camera and said, "Welcome to watch the basketball day program of Nanchuan TV Sports Channel."
Sitting aside and cooperating with Yang Rong for several years, Cao Yan took over the conversation. "I believe all the friends who have been paying attention to our program are very clear. On Sunday, 27-2 Hope Cup High School Men’s Basketball League, all the teams that entered the top teams have completed the competition, and the league has entered the stage of fierce competition." Cao Yan paused. "Next, we will bring you the finals of the North District. The two sides are Nanchuan No.3 Middle School Men’s Basketball Team and Nanchuan No.7 Middle School Men’s Basketball Team. We invite Lao Yang to introduce us to these two teams."
"Cough" Yang Rong coughed a little. "Since Lao Cao gave me the hand, I will tell you about these two teams." First of all, from the technical and tactical aspects, the two teams have many similarities. From the data given on our screen, we can see that both teams are’ from the outside’. So what is from the outside? " Yang Rong paused for a few seconds. "The so-called" from the outside "means that the scorer must first smash the opponent’s restricted area and then expand the advantage to the outside of the restricted area to control the whole game. Let’s take the game between Zhou Nanchuan No.7 Middle School and Nanchuan Experimental Middle School as an example …"
Lin Chao leisurely sat in the canteen at the school gate chewing gum.
When he heard Yang Rong’s example, he had already talked about hitting the table. Although Yang Rong’s analysis was clear, how did he lose the game? How could he not know it?
In order to watch this game, he has decided to escape from the precious two classes of senior three and hide in the canteen. It’s already two o’clock and the game is not broadcast. What skills and tactics are really annoying? Lin Chao is depressed.
Well, a can of coke was handed to Lin Chao by a big hand. Not yet?
Lin Chao took a swig of the skillful Lala Ring of Coke. "Too much bullshit. Did Lao Wang ring the bell?"
The called old Wang Zhongnian man smiled, "Well, who do you think will win?"
"Uh …" Lin Chaodong paused as if he were thinking about something. It took him a long time to say, "I don’t know if the result is so, I don’t need to come to the game."
Lao Wang pulled a can of coke himself and frowned and stared at the boastful two people. "No.7 Middle School is much better than last year."
"I know this," Lin Chao suddenly shrugged his shoulders. "This year’s Nanchuan No.7 Middle School is a very strong team-but the opponent is, after all, the top three in Nanchuan series. It is not our experiment that the team’s Chu Chenxi state fluctuation makes No.7 Middle School very passive."
"The top three … is just a ten thousand-year-old boy. After all, Nanchuan No.3 Middle School is a soulless team. Let’s put it this way. Who do you prefer to win?"
Lin Chao leng flashed a peaceful expression in cold weather. "No.7 Middle School, then …"
……
"Du!" Basketball just flew from the referee’s hand to the middle, and a second later, the sharp whistle suddenly rang through the arena.
The violation came so quickly that everyone was a little surprised. He took a look at the referee’s gesture and expression in cold weather, threw the ball to the referee, and then bowed his head and ran towards his own half.
A deafening hiss blew around from the stands of Nanchuan No.3 Middle School.
In the middle of this boiling stadium, Yin Yun looks slightly cold.
Section 117 Proud Yi Beishan curtain (a)
Fang Yuan looked up and looked at the countdown to the game. He habitually pushed his nose and turned his head.
"I think the importance of this game is self-evident. Of course, there is no doubt about every game before this. The important thing is that today your opponent is different from every previous game. This is a team that has formed in terms of skills and tactics and player allocation. Simply put, Nanchuan No.3 Middle School is a first-class team.
Before this game, you were only regarded as a’ quasi-first-class’ team by the outside world. "At this point, Fang Yuan suddenly revealed a profound smile." But after today, you will be able to rank among the’ first-class’ teams. "
After listening to this, Fang Yuan noticed that several players’ eyes lit up, which made him uneasy and a little calmer. Before that, most people in the team were nervous for too long and the atmosphere of the team suddenly weakened when they arrived at the stadium.