When Li Wenyong was having dinner, he asked Li Wenjun with great interest: "You have been studying for three days, and what conclusions have you reached?"
Li Wenjun said honestly: "You are too strong, I can't beat you."
Li Wenyong laughed out loud: "Hey, boy, you are quite aware of current affairs. Didn't you say that day that I would beat you on the basketball court if I had the guts? I will show you the victory. Don't cry then."
Li Wenjun grinned: "I can't beat you, but our team may not lose."
Li Wenyong was stunned and nodded: "Not giving in easily is like the men of our Li family. But you may not be able to beat us in the first semi-final, so you have to hold on and don't be eliminated."
Li Wenjun pursed his lips: That's right.
There is a high probability that he will play the first game against his school and technical school teams.
Players from these two teams have taught almost all the members of the maintenance team, so it will be a bit troublesome if they need to fight hard.
However, both teams play very clean and technical styles, so they shouldn't be able to reach that point.
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As expected, Li Wenjun met his school team in the first draw.
The captain of his school team is the PE teacher Guo who teaches him basketball.
Before the competition, Li Wenjun shook hands with all the teachers respectfully and bowed: "If you offend me later, please don't be angry with me."
The teachers seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Young Master is making a difference, you can offend us first before you talk to us."
The school team's offense likes a 1-3-1 formation, and its defense likes man-to-man. Originally, the 1-3-1 was good, and the changes were good, but the reaction on the bottom line was too slow, and Li Wenjun made several steals and succeeded.
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It is even more useless for Li Wenjun to use man-to-man defense, because this tactic means that there is only one person to guard him.
Originally, the school team’s tactic of asking Teacher Guo to defend Li Wenjun was no problem.
Because it stands to reason that the basketball skills that Li Wenjun knew during this period were all taught by Teacher Guo, so it should be easy for Teacher Guo to guard him.
But Li Wenjun is no longer the same Li Wenjun as before.
In addition to what Teacher Guo taught him, he later learned too many things, and avoiding Teacher Guo was just like playing games.
The teachers were running out of breath and kept lagging behind. They kept calling for timeouts and adjusting tactics, but there was no obvious effect.
Finally, the coach of the school team said: "Don't worry about tactics, just prevent Li Wenjun from dying. That kid is like taking a magic medicine, he is too strong."
But the maintenance team has already had experience here. When opponents spend more energy guarding Li Wenjun, they use quick passes to pass the ball to teammates who have been specially trained to shoot at fixed points under the basket. Every shot is accurate.
When the opponent doesn't guard against Li Wenjun, Li Wenjun will attack on his own.
By the last quarter, we were still 10 points behind, and the members of the sub-varsity team were a little impatient.
After all, the school team is also a strong team that vows to win the championship, and the formation is completely messed up.
Teacher Guo dived under the basket to save a ball that was about to go out.
When Li Wenjun looked at the base of the basketball stand, he didn't know when a piece had cracked. Teacher Guo would have poked his eyes if he fell down so directly, so he reached out to pull him up, but he was knocked down and fell heavily to the ground.
He didn't know where his head hit. Stars were popping up in front of his eyes. Li Wenjun heard the referee's desperate whistle and the sound of his teammates running toward him.
"Master Jun, how are you?" Teacher Guo's voice was urgent.
"Master Jun, are you okay?" This was the voice of other teammates.
It took a while for Li Wenjun to recover, and his vision returned to clarity. However, the excruciating pain in his arm came like a tide, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
He didn't feel dizzy or hurt, and he had no problem moving his fingers and toes quietly. It seemed like he didn't hurt his head, so he was fine.
Someone exclaimed: "Oh, Young Master, there is a deep gash in your arm, and there is a lot of blood."
"You go and take a rest."
Li Wenjun looked at the clock hanging in the middle of the scoring table. There were still three minutes left for the game to end. He covered his arm and gritted his teeth and stood up: "It's okay. Just pause for a while. I'll do a simple bandage and then continue."
He walked to the rest area, blood dripping down his arm.
I looked carefully at the auditorium and didn't see Gu Zhanyan.
Fortunately, neither she nor Dian Dian came.
Li Wenjun breathed a sigh of relief and secretly laughed at himself: Don't be so sentimental.
Even if she sees it, she may not feel distressed.
He sat down, and someone immediately handed him clean gauze. Li Wenjun said "thank you" without raising his head, and then tied the wound with gauze.
When the man refused to leave, Li Wenjun looked up and found that it was Gu Zhanyan.
Gu Zhanyan stared at his wounds with red eyes.
It turned out that she came to see him and went to get the medical kit when she saw him injured.
Li Wenjun forced a smile to comfort her: "It's okay, just a little skin injury."
Gu Zhanyan said nothing, lowered his head and walked away.
In the next three minutes, the two sides played very Buddhist style.
In fact, even the audience can see who is stronger and who is weaker, and fighting harder is just a waste of energy on both sides.
The game ended three minutes later. At 46:36, the maintenance team won.
The sub-school team, which was originally angry, felt a little embarrassed because of Li Wenjun's sacrifice to save others. They came up one by one to shake hands with the maintenance team. The maintenance team suppressed their excitement and returned the greeting respectfully.
"Young Master Jun is a good basketball player. A good player is better than a good player."
"No, it's the teachers who teach well."
"congratulations."
"Thank you teachers for your humility."
"We must win the championship."
"Go for it."
Teacher Guo waited until everyone left before saying, "I'll take you to the infirmary for a bandage."
Li Wenjun said: "No, I'll go by myself. It's a minor injury."
Teacher Guo was silent for a moment: "Thank you for today."
Li Wenjun grinned: "What's wrong? I was ignorant in the past and always made you angry. Speaking of which, among all the teachers, you are the only one who never gave up on me and was willing to teach me. It's me who should thank you. You don't have to take what happened today to your heart.
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Teacher Guo patted his shoulder and said meaningfully, "Young Master Jun has grown up."
Li Wenjun nodded: "Yes, it's time to grow up."
Teacher Guo looked at Gu Zhanyan, who was standing far away: "Teacher Gu is here, so I won't accompany you. Please bandage it carefully to prevent tetanus."
Teacher Guo left, Zhao Lin came over: "Let's go."
Li Wenjun frowned: "You don't need to go, you don't need to go. I can handle this minor injury myself."
Zhao Lin rolled his eyes: "Haha, my sister-in-law doesn't know, but I know that you didn't let us go because you didn't want to get the injection. Normally, forget it. The wound was so deep today that I had to get tetanus. I still count on you to help me make money. If there is
Three long and two short..."
Li Wenjun hurriedly said: "Stop it, stop it. I just said one thing, you made up a story, and you might force me to hand over your will later. Let's go, let's go. You can go if you want. Don't be scared and cry later."
He will definitely need stitches.
Silver needles are used to sew live flesh, and the blood is flowing out. Most people can't stand it.
