"My brother!" Wang Xu responded quickly, "Hmm! I see! Passed on to you and my brother!"

"Jiang Ye." Jiang Ye said that he was not used to a group of people calling him brother, although Pan Zhi called his grandpa.

"Jiang Ye, just Jiang Ye, Jiang Ye," Wang Xu waved his hand. "Dudes will not pay attention to so many rules ... first go to my house to get something to eat, I will let my mother prepare, then go directly to the technical school Practice. "

Jiang Yan wanted to ask where the rules came, but he didn't ask. After eating so many delicious pies from Wang Xu's family, he was still willing to keep Wang Xu seated in the eighth class.

When they arrived at Wang Xu's store with a thunderous crowd, Wang Xu's mother had already helped them to put the pie. Perhaps Wang Xu had never done anything like "lead a basketball team to win" since childhood, so his mother was very enthusiastic .

"Go ahead after you eat, how uncomfortable it is to blow in the wind," she said.

"No, we are in a hurry," Wang Xu said. "The time is short and the task is heavy. You don't understand."

"Thank Auntie." Jiang Yan took the pie.

"You are the most polite, so polite every time." Mother Wang Xu said with a smile.

A group of people didn't make more stops, took the pie and went to the technical school vigorously.

"Dafei," Wang Xu handed a bag of pies to Gu Fei, "beef, tenderloin, which one do you want?"

"... beef." Gu Fei said.

"The tenderloin is also delicious. Didn't you like it last time?" Wang Xu said.

"I want to eat beef today." Gu Fei said.

"What about Jiang Yan?" Wang Xu handed the bag to Jiang Yan again.

"I taste the tenderloin." Jiang Yan took a tenderloin with Wang Xu's instructions.

Gu Fei suddenly choked aside, and coughed for a long time.

Jiang Yan drew his own cup from the bag and said, "Drink some water?"

"Oh." Gu Fei took the bottle and took a few sips.

"Hey, this cup is good," Wang Xu said. "Athletes Fan, at first glance it is used by athletes, not me, Jiang You are really pretending. No wonder people look at you displeased."

"... A drinking glass is also pretending to be a force," Jiang Yan said. "Is your pressure point a little low?"

"It's not," Guo Xu said next. "Our small place here, if you look at it, it's not a big city where the locals must be. It's a force in itself."

Everyone agreed.

Jiang Yan was a little speechless.

The venue of the technical school is not as good as the fourth middle school, but everyone still seriously squats on the sidelines to discuss, and then strictly follows the results of the discussion to practice.

I have to say that none of the eight groups of people learned in class, but after being encouraged, the progress of the practice has been very great. From the beginning, the people followed the ball, and now I know that several people cooperate with them. The ball and the protection of teammates, Jiang Yan was so moved that he wanted to write an English radio draft for them.

There was a game in the afternoon, so the first class was a mess and no one managed it. They practiced in the technical school until the first class was half way through, and then they returned to school together.

There are already many people on the pitch. The eighth team that has always been left unattended this time immediately attracted onlookers. Jiang Yan found that in just a few days, they had already won a lot of "fans".

Before reaching the rest area of ​​their class, Wang Xu had pulled off his jacket smartly, took off and threw it, and threw it to Lu Xiaobin next to him.

"Take it by yourself." Lu Xiaobin planned to throw his clothes back to him.

"You help me get it!" Wang Xu turned to stare at him.

"... I should give you a full-time photographer." Lu Xiaobin said.

"Why do you talk so much and let you take your clothes to see you are not convinced," Wang Xu stared at him, "are you the captain or am I the captain?"

Lu Xiaobin didn't speak, and turned to look elsewhere.

What surprised Jiang Yan was that both Lao Xu and Lao Lu put on their sportswear and stood by the sideline waiting for them.

"Willn't this be our foreign aid?" Jiang Yan couldn't help asking.

"Actually," Gu Fei also looked funny. "Lao Xu and Lao Lu are all from our class. You don't need to say foreign aid when you really play ... Lao Lu is playing well. There will be a teacher basketball game after a while. You can have a look."

"The principal really loves basketball." Jiang Yan sighed.

Just after speaking, I saw the principal.

The principal's surname was Liu, and Jiang Yan had never faced him face to face. He suddenly stopped in front of him. Jiang Yan was startled, and found that there was a acne on the nose of President Liu. The ball was excited.

"Classmate Jiang Yan," Principal Liu patted Jiang Yan's shoulder with a smile. "Yes, I see you play, really well. Your level can go to our school team!"

"School Liu," Wang Xu said without hesitating Jiang Yan, "don't pat his shoulder."

"I ..." Jiang Yan looked at Wang Xu and felt that this guy was missing more than one string in his head. He was missing a piano.

"Okay, don't shoot," Principal Liu didn't care, and then patted Gu Fei's shoulder after the praise, "Can you shoot your shoulder?"

"No." Gu Fei smiled.

"Your boy," President Liu pointed at him with a smile, "I watched you pleasingly when you were playing. You and Jiang are a perfect partner. The next time our school teacher goes out to play, you two will come. ! "

"No." Gu Fei still laughed.

Principal Liu pointed out that he hadn't spoken twice, so he turned around and waved again: "Reporter, interview the dark horse partner!"

One boy who was a literary youth with a pimples at first glance, and one girl who was a small speaker on campus could stand up and stand in front of him.

"Hello, we are reporters at the school radio station," the literary boy first took a fool camera and clicked at them, then took out a small book, "I want to interview you."

This kind of broken school, which has fewer exams than other schools, actually has a radio station and a reporter?

"... Hello." Jiang Yan felt very upset about being shot face-to-face without any precaution. He wanted to grab the camera and see what he looked like.

Gu Fei turned and walked away.

"Student Gu Fei," the little speaker was anxious, and he hurried after him, "Student Gu Fei! I have two questions for you ..."

"Classmate Jiang Yan," the literary boy immediately interrupted Jiang Yan's way to the rest area of ​​class 8, "please answer my two questions."

Jiang Yan quite wanted to ask you if you prepared the questions in pairs.

"A game in your class was very unexpected," the literary boy looked at him, "I want to ask ..."

"Wang Xu!" Jiang Yan saw Wang Xu looking at it with great anticipation at one glance, "Captain!"

"Hey! What is it!" Wang Xu rushed to him at the speed of light.

"This is the reporter of the school radio station," Jiang Yan introduced. "I think it's better for the team leader to answer his questions. The team leader is the soul of our team ..."

"What's the problem?" Wang Xu stared at the reporter immediately, "I can answer."

Jiang Yan immediately evacuated, and the literary boy wanted to stop him, but was blocked by Wang Xu: "You ask, but I have a tight schedule, you can ask the key points."

The 7th class has arrived. Jiang Yan is sitting on a stool, trying not to look at the mobile phone and camera held by him and Gu Fei, staring at the 7th class members.

"Are you looking for Hu Jian?" Gu Fei asked while changing shoes beside him.

"Is that their foreign aid?" Jiang Yan raised his chin, and there was a man who shaved the board out of the boar pattern.

"Well," Gu Fei also looked at, "only one came, I don't know if there will be anything else behind."

"Is it black?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Black," Gu Fei said, "most of the time I and the bad birds played with them lost."

Jiang Yan glanced at Gu Fei in surprise. To be honest, not a good bird plus Li Yan and Gu Fei. The level of six people should be able to sweep all the ordinary teams under normal circumstances.

"They will have someone who specializes in fouls," Gu Fei said. "There are many substitutes in class 7, and if there is something wrong, we will definitely substitute for fouls, as long as we can't score the goal.

"Don't be afraid," Jiang Yan took off his jacket. "As long as you don't take the sword, kill as much as you want."

"You cover me," Gu Fei said. "Nineth, they are working well together now. We can definitely win without playing extraordinary."

"Um." Jiang Yan nodded.

The perfect partner?

Jiang Yan really likes this title.

"Smile." Gu Fei turned his head.

"Huh?" Jiang Yan glanced at him, then turned and saw Yi Jing was holding a camera at them, so he smiled.

"Come on!" Yi Jing shook his fist.

The game is now a single game. In order to make everyone enjoy the game, two games a day are not played at the same time, so now all the spectators and players surrounded the stadium.

Because there is no auditorium, everyone is standing around the sideline. This close-up crowd can make people nervous but also exciting.

Jiang Yan hasn't played in such a tight encirclement. Somehow he is a little excited. If Pan Zhi is here, and there is one more Pan Zhi on the field, they can win the championship.

The referee whistled.

The players from both sides entered the field, and the captain began to jump the ball after selecting the field.

Class 8 is Wang Xu's jump ball. Jiang Yan does not want to waste the main force on the jump ball. Compared with Wang Xu's ability to grab the ball, let Gu Fei grab it.

"Nine days," Gu Fei followed Wang Xu, "I'm relying on you."

Wang Xu did not turn around, but just hammered himself on his chest.

The boar head did not play, and now it is a normal formation of class 7.

Jiang Yan exchanged a look with Gu Fei on the opposite side, and bent down.

As soon as the whistle sounded, the ball was thrown, and the audience was quiet for a moment. In this gap, Wang Xu heard a roar and threw a slap on the ball.

And Wang Xu racked the ball in Gu Fei's direction.

Gu Fei hooked the ball into his hand as soon as he raised his hand. When he turned around, the 7th team had quickly returned to the basket, leaving only Hu Jian staring around him.

Gu Fei rushed forward with the ball, Hu Jian followed, and he passed the ball backhand.

Gu Fei rushed forward when Jiang Yan got the ball, Jiang Yan quickly followed, and first gave the ball to Guo Xu. Guo Xu took it without much belt, and then passed back to the already forced Gu Fei into the three-point line.

This speed is good.

Jiang Yan gave this group of people a thumbs-up in their hearts. It was impossible for them to play such cooperation half a month ago.

The siege circle of class 7 quickly narrowed back to defense, and the speed was also very fast, but to be honest, it was not as good as class 5, after all, class 5 was the strongest team behind class 2. After thinking about it, they were eliminated without mental preparation. Sufficient enough.

Gu Fei raised the ball by pressing the three-pointer one step before.

Jiang Yan rushed up and shouted, "Here."

Gu Fei rolled his wrist and the ball came over. Jiang Yan jumped to catch the ball. Before the 7th group responded to prevent him, he made a jumper and made a 3-pointer.

This ball was very tight for Jiang Yan. This is the first goal in the opening and must be scored.

Fortunately, he has learned for a long time and possesses a strong professional mentality in playing games ...

The goal was scored.

The sound of the field suddenly pushed away from the rest area of ​​the eighth class to the surrounding area.

The 7th class kicked off, Gu Fei ran back in front of him, his hands hung on his side, palms backwards.

Jiang Yan chased him and patted him gently.

When Gu Fei was about to withdraw his hand, Wang Xu also chased him, and slammed on his hand: "Good job!"

"Ah!" Gu Fei was startled.

"Pay attention to the defense!" Jiang Yan shouted.

At the beginning, the opponent scored a goal. The 7th class player was immediately motivated, led by Hu Jian, and quickly pressed over the ball.

In view of the agreement with Hu Jian at noon to "take the ball to talk", Jiang Yan welcomed him and stopped Hu Jian.

He did not understand Hu Jian's skills, and he let go of Niu Bangbang's ruthless words, but in Jiang Yan's opinion, he can pass the ball in front of him. There is no one here except Gu Fei and Li Yan.

Hu Jian is flexible and has a lot of dramas. Jiang Yan settled in place and watched him swaying in and out, trying to remind him not to waste energy.

When he felt that it was time for the referee to blow his whistle, Hu Jian suddenly swerved to the left and rushed with the ball.

Jiang Yan sighed, stepped across and reached out to push the ball, the ball immediately changed direction and bounced out. Wang Xu caught the ball, turned around and rushed to the basket.

Because of some accidents, the 7th team's back defense was a bit slow. Wang Xu rushed to the ball in a spirited manner. There were various shouts around him. At the basket, he forced the opponent's only defensive player to the basket.

"Good shot!" After scoring these two points, Wang Xu screamed and opened his eyes with his fists. "Good shot!"

Compared to class 5, class 7 is a lot worse. By the end of the first quarter, they had already been 6 points ahead.

"Look," Wang Xu drank two sips of water during the pause, and slanted the opposite side. "The 2nd class is staring at us now, the number one opponent."

"Every class 5 went to cheer for class 7." Lu Xiaobin said.

"There is nothing to change in a while," Jiang Yan looked over there. "Just hit as before, just keep it."

"They changed people." Gu Fei said.

Several people looked over there. Class 7 changed two people to play, a big man with a shiny face, and a boar head.

"Try not to have physical contact with them," Jiang Yan said. "Put more passes. Someone approaches the horse to pass the ball."

According to Gu Fei, the boar head came to get points. The oily face should have come up to foul. There are indeed many substitutes in the 7th class. It took a lot of effort for the 8th and 3rd benches. Wearing a uniform can pull out to play football.

Class 7 served and the ball went directly to the boar head.

The boar headed like a tank and rushed to the basket with the ball. The speed was amazing, and he took it very stably. Jiang Yuqian stopped and stopped in front of him. .

When Jiang Yan wanted to get tangled again, he slammed into his face.

He wanted to avoid sideways and move forward, but Oil Face's shoulder had already pressed against his right shoulder, and it wasn't quite a covert blow to him.

Jiang Yan was almost bounced off by him, with a pain in his shoulder after a hair fall, and he frowned.

Generally, in such a class game, as long as the ball-free foul is not held by the arm, the referee will not blow, and may not even notice it.

After Jiang Yan was knocked open, the boar head had reached the basket, and Gu Fei was locked by two people. There was no way to stop it. The boar layup succeeded.

Group 7 immediately cheered, and a group of people knocked on the ground with stools.

"Be bold!" Lao Lu's voice suddenly sounded, accompanied by the music of the sprinkler.

Jiang Yan glanced at it, and Lao Lu held a horn. He didn't know why he didn't turn off the horn music. It always sounded like a soundtrack.

Lao Lu continued to yell with his hands on his hips: "Be free! Someone hit you! You hit it back! Bold ..."

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu!" The principal also raised a horn in the referee seat. "If you interfere with the game again, class 8 is a technical foul!"

Lao Xu grabbed Lao Lu's horn and gave it to the students behind him.

"I'm going to hit someone," Gu Fei ran past Jiang Yan, "you throw away Zhang Wei to get points."

"Is it oily?" Jiang Yan asked.

Gu Feiyou looked over his face and said, "... Yes."

"No, actually," Jiang Yan said.

"Just take points." Gu Fei said.

Gu Fei's goal is to boar heads. Jiang Yan knows without asking. At present, the boy interferes with Youlian and makes a layup. The cooperation is quite tacit.

This made him a little uncomfortable. Where is the perfect partner here?

However, he did not agree with the intentional fouls, but he couldn't talk to Gu Fei at this moment, so he had to fight first.

Jiang Yan stayed at the center line, and the 7th team took the ball and quickly attacked. He still gave the ball to the wild boar head. Gu Fei didn't find a chance to hit him.

Jiang Yan didn't care much about it, and cut it directly, forcibly rushing through between the two people. After Gu Fei got away, he turned around and stopped Gu Fei in front of the boar's head.

At this close, Jiang Yan applauded and screamed to Gu Fei in his heart with a scream. When the two stood at the same time, the boar head was still one step away from them and could not blow a defensive foul.

very perfect.

However, the boar head is not a novice and did not directly come over, but rather confidently chose to shoot when facing two opponents about the same height as him.

Gu Fei and Jiang Yan jumped up and covered at the same time.

The ball was hit and fell to Lu Xiaobin.

The hot pot was beautifully covered, and Jiang Yan once again praised himself internally, especially with the tacit understanding of Gu Fei, which made him comfortable.

But the scream of a **** the sideline made him a little uncomfortable. He always had a guilty conscience that was caught on the spot.

I don't know why I'm so helpless.

When Lu Xiaobin got the ball, he quickly cooperated with everyone to attack. Jiang Yan and Gu Fei were almost wrapped around the boar's head. Ruying accompanied him, leaving him unable to intercept the ball.

There Lu Xiaobin and Wang Xu kept passing the ball, disrupting the defensive rhythm of the 7th class. Wang Xu held the ball and roared again and scored 2 points again.

The first half had a few minutes to end, and Class 7 called a timeout.

"Fuck," Gu Fei clapped his hands, "Nine days crazy."

"Anyone can be a captain anyway," Jiang Yan said. "Can you still steal the limelight?"

"After the first half, they still have trouble chasing scores," Gu Fei said. "I didn't hit people too well. He is too familiar with me."

"You can win without hitting," Jiang Yan glanced at him, glancing down Gu Fei's neck and collarbone shoulder all the way down to see his arm, he froze, "Is this hit?"

Gu Fei looked down at his arm: "It was hit by a slingshot and wooden beads. Is there a piece on the stomach? Would you like to see it?"

"No," Jiang Yan was speechless. "You're too tender ... I shouldn't be too hard ..."

"This is meat," Gu Fei patted his arm, "not a tree trunk."

"... I'm sorry." Jiang Yan sighed.

"It's okay," Gu Fei took the water from Yi Jing, "when I paid for the tickets."

"Fuck." Jiang Yan scolded his teeth.

In the first half, it was not very difficult to play. Class 7 relying on a boar head for a foreign aid did not improve its strength. Twenty minutes later, Jiang Yan also saw it. Hu Jian is a confident second-year teenager. Wang Xu didn't get much better. He really talked about basketball. He was at most a stutter.

However, at the beginning of the second half, Class 7 rushed into the group like a group shot. It is estimated that it was cut out. Even if it could not win, it would not make the score too large.

Jiang Yan is indifferent to others, and no one who commits a foul will dare to commit it when attacking. As long as a free throw is scored, they are not worth it, only a boar head.

This person has the skills, but also the shameless.

When Lu Xiaobin took the ball and pushed it down to the opponent's basket, he passed the ball to Jiang Yan.

In fact, the timing was not good. Gu Fei didn't have time to cover it, but the boar rushed over.

Jiang Yan lowered his center of gravity, dumped the ball from his right hand to his left hand, and protected the ball with his body. The boar's head was stuck against his right side, and he kept squeezing it, not using his elbow to top him.

Jiang Yan was a little irritated by him, but in this case, the referee does not blow, you have to keep the mood and continue to control.

Fortunately, Gu Fei soon approached and was ready to take over.

Jiang Yan Yu Guang swept into Gu Fei's shoes, hooked his hands and passed the ball.

But at this moment, the boar's head fluttered forward, and his right hand was extended to make a steal, but Jiang Yan immediately understood that he was not trying to steal the ball.

As he stretched out his right hand, his left elbow hit Jiang Yan's stomach heavily by inertia.

"Fuck!" Jiang Yan said out of his teeth.

After this smash, the kind of unbearable pain with strong vomiting that permeated from his stomach left him all blank for a moment and almost kneeled softly.

The pain in my head was messed up, and several voices were singing in unison-my broken heart really hurts! Why am I always the one who's hurt! Ahhh, it's me!

The referee whistled: "Stop fouls!"

The boar head smiled easily and raised his hand.

Many of the audience did not see the scene clearly, but felt that it was a normal collision. Only the members of the 2nd team drank, and a few people swayed their thumbs down.

"I fuck!" Wang Xu, behind Jiang Yan, rushed to help him, "how? Seriously?"

"It's okay," Jiang Yan said in a sullen moment.

Gu Fei came over and said nothing, and lifted his clothes.

Although he had no response to Gu Fei's contact, he almost slaped in such a big movement.

"You're dark enough." Gu Fei turned to look at the boar head.

"How," the boar head sneered, "touch the porcelain? Can I be black with you?"

Gu Fei said nothing, and walked towards the boar head with a calm face.

"Gu Fei!" Jiang Yan quickly grabbed a hand and grabbed Gu Fei's arm.

Gu Fei turned his head and frowned angrily: "What!"

Jiang Yan said with a calm voice: "Playing is playing, and the game is the game. They are shameless. They have nothing to say if we want to win."

"My brother said well!" Wang Xu also squealed his voice, his face sad.

Gu Fei looked at him, and it took a while before he said, "I see."