"Either your brain is not suitable for playing; or you are guarding me not to steal the ball, but to prove your ability to me. This is the difference between you and Sima Yinglong. She has only one purpose whether on or off the court, and that is to win.

." She was also stunned, and her face looked a little ugly. Although she also knew that her teammates were instigating her to make a fool of herself from the beginning, she just wanted to play.

Wei Lang reached out to her again. "If you go out to play and just want others to recognize you instead of pursuing victory, you won't have a chance to play."

"What's your name?" Wei Lang asked. Her defensive awareness and skills were very solid, but what she lacked was experience.

"Xia Yu is in the same class as Xia Yue and I." Xia Maliang came to the rescue and said.

"Come over to the bench later and wait for arrangements..." Wei Lang put down the ball, lazily returned to his position and crossed his legs.

"Really?" She suspected that she heard wrongly. Although Xia Maliang was a little surprised, he also believed that Wei Lang had his reasons for doing this. "Come over quickly..."

Qiu Kong'er couldn't bear it when she saw Wei Lang getting past others effortlessly: "You don't know how to cherish the beauty and cherish the jade."

"There are only wins and losses on the court, no emotions. This is the law of the court." Wei Lang shrugged. Competitive strength is tempered, and blindly caring for players will only make players die of comfort.

"Because she's not his childhood sweetheart. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to take care of her in time, so how could he make someone fall down?" There was something in Xiaoqian's words, and Wei Lang was not a fool, so he naturally heard that she was talking about Sima Yinglong again.

.

Wei Lang didn't respond. It was too difficult to predict the girl's psychological activities. She was afraid that she would say something wrong again and make her run around. But Xiaoqian took Wei Lang's silence as acquiescence and got angry instead. "Smelly Wei Lang"

..."

After thirty minutes, both sides began to send out their starting players.

"Pan Jun, Cui Guangliang, Xia Maliang and No. 23 No. 37, you guys will start." Wei Lang glanced at the Fushan team on the other side of the court, and the arrangement was confusing. Liu Shan, as the core of the team, was actually pressed.

He went to the bench. But Wei Lang was practicing tactics now, and Liu Shan could understand it. He put the previous tactical reference first.

"First of all, just follow what I said. If you have any details on the field, it will be subject to Pan Jun's decision." Wei Lang held the tactical board in his hand, and he looked like a coach.

Xiaoqian pulled Wei Lang aside and said angrily, "Are you avenging a personal vendetta? Why don't you let my brother start in the starting lineup!"

"I want revenge and I will take revenge on you. What grudge do you and I have against your brother?" Wei Lang smiled playfully and Xiaoqian didn't know how to refute him. "Did I give you my pair of sneakers for free? Look at the sneakers of their starting players.

?”

"Sneakers?" Xiaoqian began to pay attention when she was mentioned like this. In fact, Xiaoqian also heard a lot when she and Wei Lang went to purchase equipment. "The five of them are what you call power sneakers, but you are not.

Are you saying that power-type ones are usually worn by inside players? Only senior guys like Jianming and Guan Tian wear them."

"Generally speaking, this is indeed the case, but if all five people wear it, it doesn't mean that all of them are piled in the three-second zone. It only means that they are a team that is good at defense and confrontation." Wei Lang carefully and Xiaoqian

Explained, "Didn't you see that No. 9? He is about 185cm tall. His warm-up exercise just now shows that he is a point guard playing against your brother. Although he is 5 centimeters shorter, this difference has little effect on the outside.

, but have you looked at his calf? It’s explosive enough that your brother can’t guard against him, and he’s a confrontational player.

I heard before that Minister Liu Shan suffered from a recurrence of foot injuries and back injuries last year. I was afraid of something happening in those two places when fighting against each other. There is no need to capsize here and delay the Gold Cup." Wei Lang pointed at the players on the field,

He groaned softly. It has to be admired. He saw through this in thirty minutes after the first meeting. This is extremely beneficial for the team to formulate a targeted play style.

"Is that so?" Xiaoqian asked dubiously, but she couldn't help but feel nervous when she heard that Liu Shan might be injured. "Then when can he fight?"

Wei Lang said seriously. "The role of the opponent minister in this game is not decisive. Let's take a look. The situation will always change."

"Well..." Xiaoqian didn't know what it was, but Wei Lang had said so, so he probably wouldn't lie to herself.

"Beep!" The jump ball fell and the ball rights fell into Pan Jun's hands. Yin Mo has not yet taken the ball, because he can also see that the opponent's strength has not yet come up, so there is no need to expose his level so early.

At this time, Pan Jun's confrontation ability is almost non-existent, but his advantage lies in his ability to pass people with the ball and his ability to cover without the ball. He can shoot by making fake moves and causing loss of position. And his vision of the court is wide enough. It can be said that he is one of the best players.

A pure point guard, this is why Wei Lang puts him on the court now. Wei Lang positions him as the second point guard in the White Feather basketball team besides Liu Shan.

As Wei Lang expected, as soon as the half was over, the Fushan team began to guard one-on-one, and the closer they got to the basket, the tighter the defense became. The person facing Pan Jun was the starting player No. 9.

"Pan Jun's style of play is still soft." Although Liu Shan is not on the court, he is always paying attention to the dynamics of the two teams and exploring the characteristics of the players. Pan Jun rarely has physical contact with defensive players.

Give the ball away before coming, otherwise you will find a way to cause the opponent to foul.

Pan Jun made a few swings with his feet, but it didn't matter if he couldn't get rid of the defense. The space he pulled out was enough to pass the ball to Xia Maliang, who caught the ball and turned around to score a jump shot, taking the lead.

But when the opponent has the ball, Wei Lang can say that only Cui Guangliang and center No. 37 can avoid suffering a loss, and the others can be said to be carried by the opponent.

"Wei Lang, let me play instead!" The score was 17-11 in the first 6 minutes. Although the score was not open yet, the situation could not be opened. The situation was not optimistic. After all, defense required far more physical strength than offense. After a few back and forth, Xia

Ma Liang's physical strength could no longer keep up, Guan Tian said anxiously!

"No hurry, wait for two more rounds." Wei Lang looked at Cui Guangliang. He had already won 3 defensive rebounds and 2 offensive rebounds, but the opponent's three-on-two inside line was also very frustrating. He probably was about to explode.

Clicked.

Pan Jun held the ball for half the game, perhaps because he hadn't taken too far yet, so the defense began to shift to a zone defense, mainly to prevent him from passing the ball. And Pan Jun hoped for this, standing still and shooting a three-pointer.

"His three-point shooting percentage was among the best in Chuanchi Middle School before." Wei Lang watched the score jump. "Since it is a training match, let's give it a try." Wei Lang signaled the substitutions, Guan Tian and Zhang Xing replaced Xia Maliang

With No. 23, it is obviously the strongest inside line-up like the Fushan team.

"Xia Yu..." She was still waiting nervously on the sidelines, and her voice came a bit suddenly. "Yes!"

The sidelines suddenly became agitated. Could it be that Wei Lang really wanted to use a girl to play? Wei Lang whispered a few words in her ear and he really did!

"Hey, fight well. If you don't fight well, I'll replace him immediately!" Wei Lang said, and Xia Yu eased the tension a little.

"Hey, Xia Yu is actually playing. I won't let you off the hook just because you're a girl, but if you come up to defend me, I might not be so serious." Player No. 9 sneered. A player of about 170.

A girl faced off against a boy over 185, and there was no doubt about the result.

"Ge Wei, you don't have to be so arrogant..." Xia Yu said disdainfully. Of course she understands that confrontation in basketball is essential. While protecting herself, she will not admit defeat!

The serve was given to Xia Yu. There were now four players, one big and one small. The organizer was the thin-looking girl. In contrast, she really looked too weak in front of No. 9 Ge Wei.

"Her dribbling..." Qiu Kong'er couldn't help but be fascinated by Xia Yu's movements. His movements were stretched but not exaggerated. Every twist and shake was rhythmic under his feet. "There's something like street ball..."

"It's like a shrunken female version of Wei Lang..." Pan Jun also discovered that he clearly had Wei Lang's posture, and even some standard moves were so learned that it was hard to tell whether they were real or fake.

"She is the most obsessed with Senior Brother Wei Lang's extraordinary moves. Although her pitching training and diet plan are based on Miss Sima, what she hopes to become most is the shooting guard who is known as an unstoppable attacker. Unfortunately, now

There is no women's league under the circumstances." Xia Maliang nodded, Xia Yu is a prostitute in basketball.

"Movements are not the core. The most important thing about breaking through is to influence the opponent's rhythm, find flaws and exploit them, and score points." Wei Lang pretended to be calm and said, with a shy blush on his face. After all, he was just an ordinary basketball player.

Hands, it is indeed a bit flattering to be admired so much.

Although Xia Yu was able to open up enough space, there was still too much interference when trying to shoot, so he still chose to pass the ball. Guan Tian asked for the ball in the low post, turned around with his back, and passed it to Cui Guangliang in a short distance, and fired a dunk to ignite his morale.

Qiu Kong'er also expressed appreciation. "Guan Tian was a big help, otherwise Guang Liang would have gone berserk in a short time with his temper."

"Guan Tian doesn't stick to the ball. He played this way when he was in Luoguang Middle School. He is the most suitable big man for your basketball team's previous style of play. Unfortunately, his finishing ability at the basket is too rough. As a defensive gate, he is undoubtedly the best."

Excellent, as for the scoring, let's leave it to Senior Brother Cui." Wei Lang looked at the four directions and shouted reminders from the sidelines from time to time. The coach was very happy.

There are still 40 seconds left before the end of the first quarter, and the gap between the score of 28-23 is still not big. "Just widen the gap." Ge Wei also knows that the opponent Wei Lang has not yet come on the court, so if he doesn't widen the gap until he comes on to play, he will

It's stuck.

"What!" Just when Ge Wei was about to shoot at Xia Yu, he found that it was Zhang Xing who was defending him.

"Switch defense?" Qiu Kong'er didn't understand Wei Lang's tactics. "It's still four against five on the field. Xia Yu has no defensive ability at all."

"Oh? But what I saw was two-on-one!" Wei Lang looked at the court with a smile. Zhang Xing's skills are one of the few players in the White Feathers team who have no obvious weaknesses, and his performance is stable enough. There is nothing he can do to defend Ge Wei alone.
Chapter completed!