"We're late again." Xu Tao looked at Jiao Xueyi depressed4
"What do you want me to do?" Jiao Xueyi was speechless, "This is a traffic jam, it has nothing to do with me."
Seeing that the two were fighting again, Kong Jihai waved his hand and said, "Don't fight, aren't we already here? Come in quickly, I'm afraid the game has already started."
The two stopped fighting and walked towards the Court gate with Kong Jihai.
As he walked towards the Court gate, Xu Tao was still introducing to Kong Jihai: "Coach, I watched it with Jiao Xueyi last time. Zeng Fan and Xu Feng are both good, especially Zeng Fan, who is absolutely outstanding among high school players. Wait a minute. You'll know it after watching it."
"Right, right." Jiao Xueyi also practiced and echoed.
They didn't find "No. 2", so they didn't want to miss Zeng Fan and Xu Feng. In order to persuade the coach to watch today's game, they spent a lot of effort.
Kong Jihai nodded, noncommittal.
Although both Xu Tao and Jiao Xueyi said it was good, he have to see it with his own eyes to know, but he is a bit regretful. He is regarded as a genius by Xu Tao and other players in the team, and he can compete with the newcomer Wang Xu Yao in the Northeast Division of Cuba. And the "No. 2" who won the battle was never found.
That is the talent he is looking forward to.
Just as the three of them walked into the gate of the arena, a few others arrived.
"A Xing, slow down." Zhao Denghu shouted at the fast-paced Brother Xing, "Aren't we already here? Don't hurry too much."
"Can I not worry, the game has started." Brother Xing replied without looking back.
There are more than a dozen people in this group, all of whom are active members of the Yuyang City Field Court, including the star brother of the Nanwan District Court and Zhao Denghu of the Jinyuan Road Court. They also know each other, so they made an appointment early. Watch today's provincial league finals.
A dozen people hurriedly walked into the arena, but in a moment three people arrived, but it was Qu Yan and Lu Xing from Yuyang No. 4 Middle School, and Zuo Xiaojun.
The three of them were not late because of the traffic jam, they were just not in a hurry.
In fact, the three people have debated whether to watch this game. Zuo Xiaojun wants to come. After all, Yuyang Seventh Middle School is also a team in Yuyang City. Although it was an opponent and they didn't know each other. He really wanted to know Yuyang strongest team. Can the Seventh Middle School beat Wusui Middle School and win the provincial championship?
But Qu Yan didn't want to come. He was in a complicated mood. He liked to pretend, but he didn't like to sit on the sidelines and watch others pretend, let alone beat his own opponent.
Another point is that Yuyang Seventh Middle School played so well this season.
All the way to win the city league championship, enter the provincial league, qualify for the group, enter the top eight, top four, defeat the defending champion, and advance to the finals... The better Yuyang Seventh Middle School plays, let Qu Yan face the next the season is getting more and more confused, how can such Yuyang Seventh Middle School be defeated by himself.
Even if there are more Zuo Xiaojun in the Fourth Middle School next season, can that beat Yuyang Seventh Middle School?
So he didn't want to come, it was a kind of ostrich psychology.
As for Lu Xing, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter whether he comes or not, but in the end, the three of them still came.
...
When the three of Xu Tao walked into the arena, they couldn't help being shocked. Looking at them, they were full of black heads, all kinds of noises, and the shouts were deafening.
Is this really just a high school league?
Even if it is a CUBA game, many are not so lively!
"The game really has started." Jiao Xueyi said.
"Find a place to sit down." Sun Jihai ordered.
However, the two suddenly noticed that Xu Tao was staring straight at the court, turning a deaf ear to what the two said, as if he had been given a fixation technique.
Following Xu Tao's gaze, the players on both sides are running fast on the court. A young man is pushing forward with the ball. The speed is very fast. In an instant he reached the front court, and then suddenly changed direction to breakthrough. The defender retreated, but it was still a little slower and was rushed over by the young man, and then scored a layup.
"This young man?" Sun Jihai asked.
Jiao Xueyi's heart moved, his color suddenly changed, and he asked in surprise: "Xu Tao, this kid wearing size 0, isn't he the 'No. 2', right?"
Xu Tao nodded fiercely, and said excitedly: "It's him, it's him, he's *No. 2. Haha, I can't find any place to break through the iron shoes. It takes no effort to find him everywhere. I didn't expect to meet him by chance. Yuyang Seventh Middle School, he turned out to be a student of Yuyang Seventh Middle School."
"Yuyang Seventh Middle School?" Jiao Xueyi muttered.
For a while, both of them remembered that last week the provincial league semi-finals, it seems that the semi-final they missed was Yuyang Seventh Middle School vs. Ningchuan No. 1 Middle School.
It turns out they could find it last week, but they just missed it.
Fortunately, Sun Jihai didn't know this. Xu Tao and Jiao Xueyi exchanged glances, tacitly choosing to forget about it.
Sun Jihai's eyes glowed, staring at Qin Hao, who was wearing the No. 0 jersey on the court. Although this young man seemed to be a little bit taller than Xu Tao and they said, he still matched some things, such as his speed, its really fast and the breakthrough is sharp.
For a while, the three of them forgot to find a seat, and they stood in the aisle and watched.
Until Zhao Denghu, Brother Xing, and Qu Yan arrived one after another, and the aisle was crowded, Xu Tao finally recovered and hurriedly found a seat to sit down, staring at the court intently.
Zhao Denghu's group of people sat down, and Brother Xing suddenly cried out: "Look, isn't that the 'king of the northern district', is it him?"
"where?"
"Who?"
A group of people, together with Zhao Denghu, looked at the court together, and soon discovered Qin Hao, and they were all excited. It was really him, the king of the North District.
At this moment, Brother Xing suddenly slapped his thigh: "Fuck, he is a student of Yuyang Seventh Middle School. No wonder he will appear in the North District. Yuyang Seventh Middle School is in the North District. I never thought of him before. Could it be a student in Yuyang Seventh Middle School?"
"Yeah, we didn't expect it either."
"I didn't think about it at the time, how could a high school student be so strong?"
A group of people sighed and sighed, and they couldn't help being annoyed. They couldn't help but rejoice when they were upset. Fortunately, they came today, or they still won't know.
This is a legend in the field of our North District, but we know his identity!
"Huh!"
A soft sound.
But it was Qin Hao who broke through and assisted his teammate to score a jumper. The commentator Xu Zhong picked up the microphone and said loudly: "Good goal, Yuyang Seventh Middle School scored another, it is Guo Kai's mid-range jumper, from Qin No. 0 Hao's assist."
After another commentator Gao Ming was unwilling to reconcile, he said: "This shot is good, and the pass is beautiful. Qin Hao's breakthrough and passing are great. Oh, he is only a freshman this year, and he has just turned sixteen. It's really true. Surprisingly."
Hearing that Qin Hao was only a freshman, there was another uproar in the audience.
And Xu Tao, Jiao Xueyi, Sun Jihai, and Xing Ge, Zhao Denghu and a group of people are shocked, and only after a long time two words popped out: "Fuck-slot."