On the day he qualified for the Qiandong Division finals, Long Xiaochuan shouted a new goal in the locker room.
The shower heads were all turned off. Pan Lei, Shi Lang, Du Gangnan and others all looked at Long Xiaochuan in disbelief, wondering if this kid had lost his mind.
Although they had defeated the Longjiao team before, it was a rainy day, and they didn't want to get hurt, so they looked down on the small Mi County championship title and let them take advantage of it.
This time the final was played in the indoor basketball hall of Qiandong Normal University. It was not affected by wind or rain, so there was no advantage to be taken. To win against the Longjiao team was nothing more than a dream.
In the mist of water vapor, Long Xiaochuan's face was full of displeasure: "Today's game was not a pleasant win, but I still have to fight hard in the last game!"
Pan Lei has a close relationship with him and does not hesitate to speak: "Is this necessary? We have already obtained tickets to participate in the competition in the province!"
"Of course it is necessary! I don't want to be criticized by others in the future, saying that we are defective products with extremely poor talent, and that we are a bad team that has reached this point purely by luck and means."
Long Xiaochuan roared almost crazily and relayed Huang Kunbo's words on the court.
Looking back on the experience along the way, we can see that there is indeed a lot of luck involved. If the township leaders had not temporarily adjusted the competition policy, Shi Lang, Du Gangnan and others would not have had the chance to participate in the competition.
If it hadn't been for heavy rain, they wouldn't have won the Mi County championship;
If it were not for the luck of the draw, Qiandong would have difficulty qualifying for the group stage;
If Du Qiu hadn't been caught, how could they have defeated the Debao team?
"But, isn't there a saying that luck is also a kind of strength?" Long Zaiyuan walked in and said solemnly: "Basketball games are never just about static talent. The team's formation, the coach's The psychological struggle, the fair judgment of the referee, and even the excitement of the fans are all important parts of the game."
Long Xiaochuan clenched his fists: "The game the day after tomorrow will not affect our promotion, so I want to give it a try to see how big the gap is between us and the Longjiao team, and what rank and weight we are in the provincial league. You can play however you want. , remember to pass the ball to me!"
His words aroused dissatisfaction from everyone: "What? We are a team. If you want to fight, then let's fight together!"
The preparation for the next battle is a cliché and will not be repeated here.
On the match day, the Thunder team received a small surprise first. The leaders of Qiandong City invited the Thunder team’s relatives, friends and parents to come to the city to watch the game, and also invited them to perform a pre-match program.
Long Xiaomei's cheerleading team, all dressed in festive costumes and wearing silver jewelry, performed a special dance and became the focus of the audience.
Although the venue is not very big, it is packed with seats. The organizer has set up a live broadcast area, where dozens of anchors, including Yu Zhongyi, live broadcast the event.
The popularity of Leiming Town has increased significantly across the Internet. Township leaders took the opportunity to promote tourism and agricultural and sideline products, stealing the limelight from Longjiao Street.
Before the game officially started, the township leaders went to the team to announce two good news: "First, Tian Sihai admitted in the police statement that he falsely accused Secretary Shi, which is beneficial to the relevant departments to complete the review and clarify the report. of."
Shi Lang was so excited that he trembled on the spot as if he had touched a switch. He grabbed Yu Yan's hand next to him and shouted one after another: "Did you hear it? Did you hear it? It's all Tian Sihai's false accusations. My father is fine!"
Long Xiaochuan gave him a kick: "Calm down, thousands of people are watching, let go quickly!"
Yu Yan blushed and quickly changed the subject: "What's the other good news?"
The cadre looked at Long Xiaochuan with a smile: "The town held a meeting to discuss the need to continue to promote the "Three Villages and Two Villages of Leiming Mountain Coordinated Development Plan". The core is to connect the tourist highway to Lei Village. The superiors have already allocated the project funds for this area.
approved."
This time it was Long Xiaochuan, Pan Lei, Sun Changxing and Luo Gaozhan's turn to party like they were touching the switch.
The four people hugged each other in a circle with their hands on their shoulders, jumping around like children.
Probably infected by their excitement and passion, all members of the Thunder team participated. They formed a big circle to celebrate and became a scene on the sidelines.
The people on Longjiao Street across the street looked confused and sneered at this group of conspicuous people from the countryside.
Their cadres and the masses waved flags and cheered for Zhang Yan, Qiao Bilan, Wang Wenwu and others of their team who were running laps to warm up.
Long Xiaochuan heard from the news that Lu Xiao, who had suffered a split split in the heavy rain, had returned from injury, and Wei Shang's ranking in the team was much higher.
Mainly because in the previous group stage, Zhang Yan was too lazy to go on the court against the Yu Po team, which gave Wei Shang more opportunities to perform, and thus gained recognition from his teammates.
At this time, the Longjiao team had a neat lineup and the warm-up process was orderly, even more formal than the Debao team the day before.
On the other hand, the Thunder team on the other side is still like a straggler, and it doesn't look like they can make it to the finals at all.
Liu Bo couldn't stand it, so he directly spoke out: "There should be no suspense in today's game..."
Today, he is not an ordinary spectator on the sidelines, but has been ceremoniously invited to the commentary box, and his voice is carried throughout the stadium along with the loudspeaker.
He was partnered with a professional TV host. When he heard that the famous basketball star was about to express his position, he quickly tried to smooth things over: "I believe that the teams that make it to the finals are all capable, and the game should be very exciting."
It’s wonderful.”
Liu Bo showed no appreciation and followed the train of thought. He first introduced the strength gap between the two teams, talked about the encounter between the two teams in Mi County, and said that the Thunder team's entry into the final was a stroke of luck, and that the last time they won against the Dragons
The Jiao team said it was God who helped.
Finally, he came up with a moral kidnapping: "If I were the head coach of the Thunder team, I would be on the bench for this game. In the Qiandong Division, the two teams are in a competitive relationship, but when they go to the province to play games, they are like a family, brothers, and Lei Ming
This little guy in the team should be sensible and save his energy to fight outside, and don't be a bastard."
His analysis didn't sound too good to the Thunder, but it was pertinent to the entire Qandong fans.
However, at this moment, the Thunder team warming up on the sidelines roared in unison: "We want to compete for the championship!"
This was very disrespectful to Liu Bo. He coughed dryly and found a way out: "The Thunder team has not found a professional coach. The previous games will all depend on the team members to discuss with each other. Some decision-making mistakes are understandable.
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When Long Xiaochuan heard this explanation, he hated this person even more.
He walked straight to the center of the court and shouted to the commentary box: "You once told me, don't think about anything else on the court, just win! Our Thunder team is here for the championship, what's wrong with that!"
Zhang Yan came over and lowered his head to look at Long Xiaochuan, sneered, turned around, and said nothing, but his meaning was extremely clear: "You are not worthy of me wasting Tumo Xingzi!"