"Brother Cheng!" Wang Xu responded quickly, "Yeah! Got it! Pass it on to you and Brother Cheng!"
"Jiang Cheng." Jiang Cheng said, he was not used to a group of people calling him brother, even though Pan Zhi called him grandpa.
"Jiang Cheng, just Jiang Cheng, Jiang Cheng," Wang Xu waved his hand, "You guys don't pay attention to so many rules... Go to my house to get some food first, I'll get my mother ready, and then go straight to the technical school to practice. ball."
Jiang Cheng 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 try his best to keep Wang Xu's position as the 8th class leader.
When the group of them arrived at Wang Xu's store with great vigour, Wang Xu's mother had already helped them pack the pie. Probably Wang Xu had never done anything like "leading a basketball team to win" since he was a child, so his mother was very enthusiastic .
"Let's go after eating. It's so uncomfortable to eat with the wind blowing all the way," she said.
"No, we're in a hurry," Wang Xu said. "The time is short and the task is heavy. You don't understand."
"Thank you Auntie." Jiang Cheng took the pie.
"You are the most polite, always so polite." Wang Xu's mother said with a smile.
The group of people didn't stop there, took the pie and headed for the technical school vigorously.
"Da Fei," Wang Xu handed Gu Fei a bag of pies, "beef or 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 just want to eat beef today." Gu Fei said.
"What about Jiang Cheng?" Wang Xu handed the bag to Jiang Cheng again.
"I'll try the tenderloin." Jiang Cheng took a tenderloin stuffing according to Wang Xu's instructions.
Next to him, Gu Fei suddenly choked, then turned his head away and coughed for a long time.
Jiang Cheng took out his own water glass from his schoolbag: "Would you like some water?"
"Oh." Gu Fei took the bottle and took a few mouthfuls.
"Hey, this cup is not bad," Wang Xu said. "Sportsman, at first glance, it's for athletes. I'm not saying, Jiang Cheng, you can really pretend to be forceful. It's no wonder that people don't like you."
"...A water cup is considered to be a force," Jiang Cheng said, "Is your force a bit low?"
"No," Guo Xu said next to him. "We are a small place here. You are not a local. You must be from a big city. It is a force in itself."
Everyone agreed.
Jiang Cheng was a little speechless.
The venue of the technical school was not as good as that of No. 4 Middle School, but everyone still squatted on the sidelines to discuss seriously, and then practiced according to the results of the discussion.
I have to say that none of the people in Class 8 did well in class, but after being inspired, they made great progress in practice. From the very beginning, the people ran with the ball, and now I know that several people cooperated with the ball. The ball and the protection of his teammates, Jiang Cheng was so moved that he wanted to write an English broadcast for them.
There was a game in the afternoon, so the first class was a mess as usual, and no one cared about it. They practiced in the technical school until halfway through the first class, and then went back to school together.
There were already a lot of people on the court, and the team members from Class 8 who had never been paid attention to this time immediately attracted onlookers. Jiang Cheng discovered that in just a few days, they had actually accumulated a lot of "fans".
Before he got to the rest area of their class, Wang Xu unrestrainedly pulled off his jacket, took off and tossed it, and threw it on Lu Xiaobin next to him.
"Take it yourself." Lu Xiaobin planned to throw the clothes back to him.
"Help me get it!" Wang Xu turned to stare at him.
"...you should have a full-time photographer." Lu Xiaobin said.
"Why do you talk so much, let you help you get your clothes and see that you are unconvinced," Wang Xu glared at him, "Are you the captain or am I the captain?"
Lu Xiaobin didn't speak, and turned to look elsewhere.
To Jiang Cheng's surprise, both Lao Xu and Lao Lu put on their sportswear and stood on the sidelines waiting for them.
"Isn't this our foreign aid?" Jiang Cheng couldn't help but ask.
"Actually," Gu Fei also looked amused, "Old Xu and Lao Lu are all from our class, so if you really play, you don't need to say that they are foreign players... Lao Lu is playing pretty well, and there will be a teacher's basketball game in a while, you You can take a look."
"The principal really loves basketball." Jiang Cheng sighed.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the principal.
The principal’s surname was Liu, and Jiang Cheng had never met him face-to-face. He suddenly stopped in front of him. Jiang Cheng was taken aback and found that Principal Liu had a pimple on his nose. The ball was excited.
"Student Jiang Cheng," Principal Liu smiled and patted Jiang Cheng's shoulder, "Yes, I see that you guys are playing, you're playing really well, your level is absolutely enough to go to our school team!"
"Liu Xiao," Wang Xu didn't wait for Jiang Cheng to speak, and hurriedly said, "Don't pat him on the shoulder."
"I..." Jiang Cheng looked at Wang Xu, feeling that this guy was missing more than one string in his mind, he was missing a qin.
"Okay, don't pat," Principal Liu didn't care, and patted Gu Fei on the shoulder after the praise, "Can you pat on the shoulder?"
"No." Gu Fei smiled.
"You boy," Principal Liu pointed at him with a smile, "I just look at you when you are playing. You and Jiang are a perfect match. The next time our school teacher goes out to play the two of you will come. !"
"No." Gu Fei still smiled.
Principal Liu pointed at him twice without saying a word, so he turned his head and waved at the back: "Reporter, let's interview the dark horse partner!"
A boy who looked like a literary youth with acne on his face, and a girl who looked like a small campus speaker who could stand in front of him and take a candid photo immediately crowded over.
"Hello, we are reporters from the school's radio station." The literary boy first took a point-and-shoot camera at them, and then took out a small notebook, "I want to interview you."
This kind of broken school, which even has fewer exams than other schools, actually has a radio station and reporters
"...Hello." Jiang Cheng felt very unhappy about being shot in the face without any precaution, and wanted to grab the camera to see what the hell he was photographed.
Gu Fei immediately turned around and walked away.
"Student Gu Fei," the little horn was a little anxious, and hurriedly chased after him and shouted, "Student Gu Fei! I have two questions for you..."
"Classmate Jiang Cheng," the literary boy immediately blocked Jiang Cheng's way to the rest area of Class 8, "Please answer my two questions."
Jiang Cheng really wanted to ask whether you prepared questions in pairs.
"The game in your class was very unexpected," the literary boy looked at him, "I want to ask..."
"Wang Xu!" Jiang Cheng glanced at Wang Xu who was looking at him with great anticipation, "Captain!"
"Hey! What's the matter!" Wang Xu rushed to his side at the speed of light.
"This is a reporter from the school's radio station," Jiang Cheng introduced. "I think it's better for the captain to answer his questions. The captain is the soul of our team..."
"What question?" Wang Xu immediately stared at the reporter, "I can answer."
Jiang Cheng immediately evacuated, the literary boy wanted to stop him, but was blocked by Wang Xu: "You can ask, but I'm short on time, you can ask the key points."
The people from Class 7 had already arrived. Jiang Cheng sat on the stool, trying his best not to look at the mobile phones and cameras that were being held up to him and Gu Fei, and staring at the members of Class 7.
"Are you looking for Hu Jian?" Gu Fei asked while changing his shoes beside him.
"Is that their foreign aid?" Jiang Cheng raised his chin, and there was a man who had shaved the pattern of a wild boar.
"Well," Gu Fei also looked at it, "only one came, I don't know if there will be others behind."
"Are your hands black?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"Hei," Gu Fei said, "When I played against them, I and I mostly lost."
Jiang Cheng glanced at Gu Fei in surprise. To be honest, it wasn't a good bird, plus Li Yan and Gu Fei, the six people's level should be able to sweep any average team under normal circumstances.
"They will have someone specializing in fouls," Gu Fei said. "There are many substitutes in Class 7. If the situation goes wrong, they will definitely be replaced and fouled. As long as the interference prevents us from scoring goals, it will be fine."
"Don't be afraid," Jiang Cheng took off his coat, "As long as you don't stab with a knife, you can kill as many as you can."
"You cover me," Gu Fei said. "Nine Days and the others are cooperating very well now. We can definitely win even if we don't need to perform exceptionally well."
"En." Jiang Cheng nodded.
The perfect partner
Jiang Cheng quite liked this title.
"Smile." Gu Fei turned his head.
"Huh?" Jiang Cheng glanced at him, then turned his head and saw that Yi Jing was facing the two of them with a camera, so he smiled.
"Come on!" Yi Jing clenched her fist.
Now the games are all single games. In order to make everyone enjoy watching, the two games every day are not played at the same time, so now all the spectators and players surround the stadium.
Because there are no auditoriums, everyone is standing around the sidelines. This close-up onlookers make people nervous, but also exciting.
Jiang Cheng had never played in such a tight encirclement, and he was inexplicably excited. If Pan Zhi was there, it would be great. With one more Pan Zhi on the field, they could win the championship.
The referee blows the whistle.
Players from both sides entered the field, and the captain chose the field and started the jump ball.
Class 8 was Wang Xu's jump ball. Jiang Cheng didn't want to waste his main force on the jump ball. Compared to Wang Xu's ability to grab the ball, it was better for Gu Fei to grab it.
"Nine days," Gu Fei followed behind Wang Xu, "It's up to you."
Wang Xu didn't look back, just slammed the hammer on his chest.
The wild boar head did not play, and now it is the normal formation of the 7th class.
Jiang Cheng exchanged glances with Gu Fei, who was facing him, and bent down.
As soon as the whistle blew, the ball was thrown, and the audience was silent for a moment. In this gap, Wang Xu roared and slapped the ball.
Moreover, Wang Xu slapped the ball in Gu Fei's direction very aggressively.
As soon as Gu Fei raised his hand, he hooked the ball into his hand. When he turned around, the people from Class 7 had already quickly returned to the basket to defend, and only Hu Jian was left to stare at him.
Gu Fei dashed forward with the ball, Hu Jian followed, and he passed the ball backwards with his backhand.
When Jiang Cheng got the ball, Gu Fei had already rushed forward, Jiang Cheng quickly followed, and distributed the ball to Guo Xu first. Gu Fei who entered the three-point line.
This speed is good.
Jiang Cheng gave these people a thumbs up in his heart. It was impossible for them to cooperate like this half a month ago.
The encirclement of Class 7 quickly shrank back to the defense, and the speed was quite fast, but to be honest, it was not as good as Class 5. After all, Class 5 was a strong team second only to Class 2. Thinking about being eliminated by them so unprepared, it would also Tired enough.
Gu Fei took a step forward and raised the ball against the three-point line.
Jiang Cheng rushed up to suppress his voice and shouted, "Here."
Gu Fei flipped his wrist, the ball passed over, Jiang Cheng jumped up to catch the ball, and made a three-pointer jumper before the people in Class 7 could react to guard him.
Jiang Cheng shot this ball very nervously. This was the first ball in the game and he had to score.
Fortunately, he has been a scholar for a long time, and has a strong professional psychological quality of acting handsome...
The ball went in.
The sound on the field suddenly pushed away from the rest area of Class 8.
Class 7 kicked off, Gu Fei ran back in front of him, his hands hanging by his side, palms facing back.
Jiang Cheng chased after him and patted his hand lightly.
When Gu Fei was about to withdraw his hand, Wang Xu also chased after him and slapped him on the hand: "Good job!"
"Hey!" Gu Fei was startled.
"Pay attention to your defense!" Jiang Cheng shouted.
At the beginning of the game, the opponent scored a goal, and the people in Class 7 were immediately aroused by their fighting spirit, led by Hu Jian, who took the ball and quickly overwhelmed them.
In view of the agreement with Hu Jian to "talk with the ball" at noon, Jiang Cheng went up to meet him and stopped Hu Jian.
He didn't understand Hu Jian's skills, and he spared Niu Honghong's harsh words, but in Jiang Cheng's opinion, there was no one else here except Gu Fei and Li Yan who could dribble the ball in front of him.
Hu Jian was flexible, and he played a lot. Jiang Cheng stayed where he was, watching him move forward and back, left and right, and wanted to remind him not to waste his energy.
When he felt that the referee should blow the whistle, Hu Jian suddenly deflected to the left and rushed with the ball.
Jiang Cheng sighed, stepped over and stretched out his hand to push the ball. The ball immediately changed direction and bounced out. Wang Xu caught the ball over there, turned around and carried it and rushed towards their basket.
Due to some accidents, the people from Class 7 were a bit slow to return to the defense. Wang Xu charged with the ball in high spirits. There were various shouts around him. When he got to the basket, he pressed the opponent's only defender for a layup.
"Good shot!" Wang Xu roared after scoring these two points, clenching his fists and staring, "Good shot!"
Compared with Class 5, the level of Class 7 was a lot worse. At the end of the first quarter, they were already 6 points ahead.
"Look," Wang Xu drank two sips of water during the pause, and glanced at the opposite side, "The second class is now staring at us, the number one opponent."
"Class 5 went to cheer for class 7." Lu Xiaobin said.
"There's nothing to change for a while," Jiang Cheng glanced over there, "Just hit like you just did, just keep it up."
"They have changed." Gu Fei said.
Several people looked over there, and Class 7 replaced two people, a big man with a shiny face, and a wild boar head.
"Try not to have physical contact with them," Jiang Cheng said. "Pass the ball more often, and someone will pass the ball near the horse."
According to Gu Fei, the wild boar head is here to get points, and the oily face should have come up to foul. There are indeed many substitutes for Class 7, and it takes a lot of effort to make up three or five substitutes for Class 7. Those in uniforms can pull out and play football.
Class 7 served, and the ball was directly given to the wild boar's head.
The wild boar rushed towards the basket with the ball like a tank. The speed was astonishing, and he carried it very steadily. Jiang Cheng cut over to stop him. He made an emergency stop without making any fake moves, and slammed into Jiang Cheng’s arm and rushed over. .
When Jiang Cheng wanted to entangle him again, his oily face slammed into him.
He wanted to dodge sideways and continue forward, but the oily shoulder had already pressed against his right shoulder, and he slammed into him not very covertly.
Jiang Cheng was almost bounced off by his hit, his shoulders froze after a while, and he frowned.
Generally, in this kind of class game, as long as the foul without the ball is not pulled by the arm and not let people go, the referee will basically not call it, and it may not even be noticed.
After Jiang Cheng was knocked away, the wild boar head had already reached the basket, and Gu Fei was locked to death by two people, there was no way to stop him, the wild boar head made a layup.
Class 7 was suddenly cheered and 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 Cheng glanced at it, Lao Lu was holding a loudspeaker, for some reason he didn't turn off the loudspeaker music, it kept playing like the soundtrack.
Lao Lu continued to roar with his hands on his hips: "Be unrestrained! Someone bumped into you! You just bumped back! Bold..."
"Mr. Lu, Teacher Lu!" The principal also raised a horn in the referee's box, "If you interfere with the game again, Class 8 will be a technical foul!"
Lao Xu grabbed Lao Lu's horn and handed it to the students behind him.
"I'm going to run into someone," Gu Fei ran past Jiang Cheng, "You get points by throwing off Zhang Wei."
"Is it an oily face?" Jiang Cheng asked.
Gu Fei glanced at the oily face: "...Yes."
"Actually, there is no need." Jiang Cheng said.
"You just get points." Gu Fei said.
The target of Gu Fei’s ramming was the wild boar’s head, Jiang Cheng knew without asking, at present this kid interferes with Oily face and makes a layup, and the cooperation is quite tacit.
This made him a little unhappy. The perfect partner is here, it's your turn to be shy
But he didn't agree with the intentional foul, but he couldn't talk to Gu Fei at the moment, so he could only fight first.
Jiang Cheng was guarding the center line, and the 7th class took the ball and immediately broke into a fast break. He still gave the ball to the wild boar head. Gu Fei didn’t find a chance to hit him, and he was locked by two people again and couldn’t defend.
Jiang Cheng didn't care so much, he directly cut over, and forcibly rushed past the two of them. After Gu Fei got out, he turned around and stopped in front of the wild boar's head with Gu Fei.
When the door closed, Jiang Cheng applauded and screamed for himself and Gu Fei in his heart. When they both stood firm at the same time, the wild boar's head was still a step away from them, so they couldn't call a defensive foul.
very perfect.
However, the wild boar head was not a novice, so he didn't rush over directly, but he still chose to shoot with more confidence when facing two opponents who were about the same height as him.
Gu Fei and Jiang Cheng jumped up and covered them at the same time.
The ball was hit and fell into Lu Xiaobin's hands.
This hot pot was covered beautifully, Jiang Cheng once again carried out his inner self-praise, especially the tacit cooperation with Gu Fei, which made him play very comfortable.
But the screams of girls on the sidelines made him a little uncomfortable, and he always had a guilty conscience like being caught on the spot.
I don't know why I'm so useless.
When Lu Xiaobin got the ball, he quickly cooperated with everyone in the attack. Jiang Cheng and Gu Fei were almost entangled in the wild boar's head, accompanying him like a shadow, making him unable to intercept the ball.
Over there, Lu Xiaobin and Wang Xu kept passing the ball, disrupting the rhythm of the 7th class defense. Wang Xu roared again with the ball, and scored 2 points again.
With a few minutes left in the first half, Class 7 called a timeout again.
"Fuck," Gu Fei clapped his hands, "Nine days are crazy."
"No matter how you say it, you are still a captain," Jiang Cheng said. "Can you still steal the limelight from you?"
"After the first half, they are still not easy to chase after the score," Gu Fei said, "It's not too easy for me to bump into people, he is too familiar with me."
"You can win even if you don't collide," Jiang Cheng glanced at him, and when his eyes followed Gu Fei's neck, collarbone and shoulders all the way down to his arm, he was stunned, "Is this a collision?"
Gu Fei looked down at his arm: "It was hit by a slingshot and a wooden bead. There is still a lump on the stomach. Do you want to see it?"
"No," Jiang Cheng was speechless, "You're too tender... I shouldn't have used much effort..."
"This is meat," Gu Fei patted his arm, "it's not a tree trunk."
"...I'm sorry." Jiang Cheng sighed.
"It's okay," Gu Fei took the water that Yi Jing handed over, "When I pay for the ticket."
"Fuck." Jiang Cheng cursed through gritted teeth.
The first half was not too difficult to play. Class 7 only relied on the wild boar head and one foreign aid to improve their strength. After 20 minutes, Jiang Cheng could also see that Hu Jian was a second-year junior with full of confidence. Wang Xu is not much better, if he really talks about basketball, he is at most a stammer.
However, at the beginning of the second half, Class 7 went on a rampage as if the group had been injected with needles.
Jiang Cheng didn't care about other people, and no one who was brought in to foul would dare to commit it casually when attacking. As long as a penalty was scored, they would not be worth it, only the head of a wild boar.
This man has skills and shame.
When Lu Xiaobin took the ball and pressed the opponent's basket, he passed the ball to Jiang Cheng.
In fact, the timing was not very good, Gu Fei didn't have time to cover, but the wild boar head rushed over.
Jiang Cheng lowered his center of gravity, tipped the ball from his right hand to his left hand, and protected the ball with his body. The wild boar's head pressed against his right side, and kept squeezing over, indistinctly pushing his elbow against him.
Jiang Cheng was a little irritated by him, but in this case, if the referee doesn't blow it, you have to keep your mind steady and continue to control.
Fortunately, Gu Fei quickly approached and was ready to respond.
Jiang Cheng glanced at Gu Fei's shoes, hooked his hand, and passed the ball over.
But at this moment, the wild boar head slammed forward, his right hand stretched out to steal the ball, but Jiang Cheng immediately understood that he was not trying to steal the ball.
At the same time as his right hand stretched out, his left elbow hit Jiang Cheng's stomach heavily by inertia.
"Fuck!" Jiang Cheng's voice came from between his teeth.
After this blow, the unbearable pain with a strong vomiting feeling that filled his stomach made his whole body go blank in an instant, and he almost fell to his knees.
My brain was messed up by pain, and several voices were singing in unison - my hurt heart really hurts! Why am I always the one who's hurt! Ahh, it's always fucking me!
The referee blew the whistle: "Blocking foul!"
Boar Head smiled lightly and raised his hand.
Many of the audience did not see this scene clearly, but thought it was a normal collision. Only the members of Class 2 cheered, and a few others shook their thumbs down.
"Fuck!" Wang Xu was right behind Jiang Cheng, and rushed over to support him, "How is it? Is it serious?"
"It's alright." Jiang Cheng said after a long while in a fit of anger.
Gu Fei came over, didn't say anything, just lifted his clothes.
Although he had no reaction to Gu Fei's contact, he almost slapped him with such a big movement.
"You're black enough." Gu Fei turned his head to look at the wild boar's head.
"Why," Boartou sneered, "Pang Ci'er? Can I be harassed by you?"
Gu Fei didn't say a word, and walked over to the wild boar's head with a sullen face.
"Gu Fei!" Jiang Cheng quickly grabbed a handful and grabbed Gu Fei's arm.
Gu Fei turned his head, frowning in dismay: "What are you doing!"
Jiang Cheng said calmly: "Playing is playing, and a game is a game. They are shameless. If we want to win, we must win so that people have nothing to say."
"Brother Cheng said it well!" Wang Xu also suppressed his voice, his expression solemn.
Gu Fei looked at him, and after a while, he said, "Got it."