Basketball glory

"Then come on!" Nie Fangyuan blurted out without any hesitation.

"No!" Coach Tong immediately jumped up from his stool.

"He's not even a member of our school team, so how can he play?"

Coach Tong was very dissatisfied with Nie Fangyuan's interference and seemed to feel that his authority in the team had been questioned.

"Are you sure he isn't?"

Hearing Nie Fangyuan's question, Coach Tong's heart skipped a beat. He had only been the coach of the school team for two years, while he had been the main player of the school team for four years. Could it be possible that there was really something hidden?

"What he said is right. I am indeed no longer."

An Ran said silently that she did join the school team four years ago, but she was the one who dropped out. Naturally, she cannot be considered a member of the school team now.

"That's right, I'll just say it." Coach Tong muttered in a low voice.

There was no response from the entire lounge for a long time.

"Then why don't you get out?" Coach Tong said to An Ran as the atmosphere was a little awkward.

There are less than ten minutes left before the start of the second half. Although we are not seeking victory, we still need to show off our tactics to show the majesty of the coach.

"Who do you think you are?" Li Li, the tall man, heard his words and was the first to say angrily.

Although he doesn't want to conflict with the coach, he has become more and more excessive in the past two years.

As soon as he came to the team, he wanted to control everyone and play and train according to his ideas.

Li Li was the one who was most persecuted by him. He had a big center figure, but was not protected by the coach. The same amount of training put too much strain on his body.

Is it because he has the support of the school? In Li Li's mind, Nie Fangyuan is not only the captain of the school team, but also a spiritual leader.

Why should an incompetent coach point fingers and try to seize power?

"Heh, you guys, you think I can't control you since you graduate in two days?"

"Yeah, what can you do."

Hearing the constant rebuttals from people in the team, Coach Tong snorted: "Then you fight, I'll tell the principal and see what punishment you get at the end of the game!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he slammed the door and left.

"It's funny."

Seeing Nie Fangyuan looking over sheepishly, An Ran said it didn't matter.

This situation also exists abroad. Coaches and stars have different tempers. This is really normal.

It's just that this time, most of the teams don't like him. Compared to this coach, he really lacks two skills.

"Fang Yuan always doesn't care, but that greasy middle-aged man always takes advantage of it."

Lu Qi explained to Fang Yuan at the side, for fear that An Ran might misunderstand.

"How can I not know about him? I believe him."

"Then you agree to play?"

"ah?"

An Ran was surprised: "Don't you even ask your teammates what they mean?"

"Haha, even the boss can trust people, why can't we trust him?"

"Yes, lead us to win. This is the last game. I want it after graduation."

Hearing other people's words, An Ran was slightly moved.

With just a few words, his brothers trusted him unconditionally and were willing to give him the opportunity to play. And these new faces in the team also trusted him so much. How could he live up to their expectations?

"Your jersey." An Ran opened her mouth in shock as she watched Nie Fangyuan take out a jersey from the bottom of his cabinet.

"Isn't this what I had four years ago?"

"Yes, it's just that it hasn't been washed for a long time, and it hasn't been replaced with a new one."

In the past four years, the school team's uniforms have been changed one after another, but the style has not changed. It has become just a number and name.

"Over there at the technical desk?"

"Don't worry, I can handle such small things."

After hearing Fangyuan's answer, An Ran no longer thought about it, all she could think about was winning the game.

I moved my body to get rid of the fatigue from flying for a long time. Although I was still a little tired, it was enough, An Ran thought silently in her heart.

"Ladies and gentlemen, teachers and students. The exciting second half of the game is about to begin. We will wait and see whether Shanke will turn the tide or Shanke will laugh proudly."

In the stands, a host wearing a black hat roared heart-breakingly. As a part-time commentator, he seemed to have good basketball literacy.

At least the wording wasn't that vulgar. But the athletes on the field wouldn't notice it.

"Shandong University, come on. Shanda University, we must win!" Obviously, the nine-point difference did not make the audience despair, and the waves of shouts shook the entire stadium.

"I'm going to call you a ghost, I'll kill people."

"Don't worry about that, it's enough to take the victory away from their home court."

"Brother Hu is right."

Hu Feng, who performed well in the first half, was preparing to score points while Nie Fangyuan's physical problems broke out. As a professional athlete, he can naturally better maintain his strength in high-intensity competitions.

"Hey, who is that No. 7?"

"Phuket Island is so strange."

The people in the stands started whispering when they saw an unknown person coming on the stage.

"Wow, No. 7 comes on as a substitute. Come friends, let's get to know him."

"He is from..."

The commentator went through the list of players submitted by Shandong University and could not find out who the number 7 was. However, the jersey he wore was indeed from Shandong University. It was absolutely impossible to rush to make one in such a short time.

The black hat reacted quickly. He immediately saw the word "An Ran" written in big letters on the jersey, and then read it out. At the same time, he silently cursed the teacher in charge of collecting information at Shandong University a hundred times.

"He's so handsome, even though I don't know him."

"I'm a nymphomaniac again, but she's not as pretty as my Yuanyuan."

"Tch, I think he is better at basketball."

"How do you know it."

"Intuition."

An Ran didn't know that his appearance in the stands had already caused a commotion.

"Hey, you can't guard against me. Call Nie Fangyuan up quickly." Hu Feng saw a strong man who was at least 1.95 meters tall coming up, looked at him curiously, and then said.

"just you?"

An Ran didn't just say two words and then didn't intend to reply.

"Hey, let's see if you still say that when I beat you up."

Serve from the baseline and advance with the ball safely.

An Ran was obviously a little excited after getting the ball.

This was the first time I touched a ball after returning to China.

The person he was supposed to meet hadn't met yet, so the ball was hit as soon as he got off the plane. An Ran sighed inwardly that it was really a trick of creation.

He seemed to be distracted, but Hu Feng, who was directly facing him, saw clearly. He immediately stepped forward to put some pressure on him and look for opportunities to steal the ball.

You must know that in CUBA, Hu Feng made his name by relying on three-pointers and steals. Maybe it is not enough in CBA, but no one dares to say that he can lose focus when facing his advancement.

Taking a small step forward, Hu Feng was already close to the three-point line, less than one step away from An Ran. Just when he was about to press hard, An Ran made a move.

As soon as the "swish" started, Hu Feng felt as if he had been passed over. His body twisted extremely quickly and wanted to retreat. He took a big step and could not keep up with An Ran.

"Haha, think too much." He seemed a little surprised that he could keep up with this first step. An Ran immediately changed his move and pulled back, and stopped firmly outside the three-point line with a step back.

Hu Feng had no time to stop. The huge inertia of the backward impact made him unable to stop for a moment and unable to rush to defend.

"Facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming, and I voted on the 7th!"

"There is no one in front of me, this ball is empty..., big! This ball is big!"

"The ball bounced back quickly and was a long rebound. Yes, No. 7 grabbed another offensive rebound."

"Hu Feng has made up for it. Will No. 7 shoot? Okay, another three-point shot! This ball... is big again."

An Ran looked at the basketball that was being struck again, and was dumbfounded for a moment.

"No, it doesn't make sense. It doesn't even come in."

An Ran feels that there is no problem with the shooting posture, and the feel is also very good. There is no overexertion on the plane.

An Ran frowned in confusion.

"Haha, if you don't even get into this, you're just too much."

Hu Feng laughed and looked at An Ran proudly.

Coach Tong, who was watching this scene off the court, even laughed out loud: "Haha, can you still do it? How can you win if your hand doesn't look good?"

Then my mind was full of thinking about how to complain to the school leaders after I lost the game.

"This way you don't have to worry about blaming me for the failure."

Nie Fangyuan, who was watching from the field, was also stunned. There was really no reason. Since An Ran was confident in playing, he was definitely not bragging. If he failed to score three points in a row, was he really feeling bad?