On the other side, across the court.
Coach Jiang of Lake Ying Middle School was giving Jiang Qinghua advice.
"This year, we're playing with dual cores."
"Two points up front, me and Li Zheng."
"Chen Sen to seize the opportunity to pass the ball, stick to the rebound position, and Liu Yonghui keep moving."
"Last year, it was just bad luck; we lost by three points."
"This year with the secret weapon Li Zheng joining, we are sure to win."
Upon hearing this, everyone also felt full of momentum, as if victory was already in the bag.
But Coach Jiang himself looked somewhat anxiously towards the opposite side.
Ling Shijie was also staring right at him.
Jiang Qinghua shivered, hurriedly turning back around.
After all, he was a good student, still afraid of this kind of confrontation.
Last year, facing off against Ling Shijie, he had been elbowed quite a bit; that guy would swing his elbows right at your face.
Might as well have Li Zheng guard him…
