Basketball Myth: Super Guard

China.

Yuyang No. 7 Middle School.

At the entrance of the canteen, a group of people gathered around the large-screen TV at the door.

"Why haven't you started yet?"

"Yeah, why haven't you started yet? It's time for class again later."

"Haha, our next class is physical education, I'm not in a hurry..."

"Tch, you can't watch the whole PE class. A win is guaranteed. The Wizards are not our opponent at all. I just don't know if Senior Qin Hao will break out today. He didn't break out much in the second half of the regular season. Now It’s time to break out in the playoffs.”

The NBA playoffs started today, and the 76ers ushered in the first round of the playoffs and faced the Wizards.

So the students from Yuyang No. 7 Middle School are gathered here, looking forward to the game starting soon.

In fact, they don't care about the outcome, because they have full confidence in the 76ers, and they are looking forward to Qin Hao's performance.

...

Qin Hao's house.

The family sat together, all staring at the TV.

Qin Hao's uncle Liu Jiarong and his aunt were also there. He took an apple and took a bite of it, and said: "Brother-in-law, the atmosphere is a bit different from here. If you want me to say that I have to go to the United States to see it live, then I can feel it." And Xiao Hao can’t hear you cheering him here. When he goes to the scene, Xiao Hao watches us cheer him on, so he will definitely play better.”

Before Qin Zhenguo could speak, Liu Huifang glared at her brother and said angrily: "It doesn't cost money to go to the United States?"

Liu Jiarong rolled his eyes, how much money does our family still lack now?

Not to mention companies as big as Xiaohao and Jiang Xue, but our agency companies have now opened in other cities. Are they short of money?

Of course there is no shortage of money.

It's just that Qin Zhenguo and Liu Huifang's consumption outlook has not changed, otherwise they would not still be living in this old house.

"Tch, if you don't go, I will." Liu Jiarong curled his lips, looked at the TV, and muttered, "But this first round is nothing to watch, let's wait until the finals."

Qin Zhenguo and Liu Huifang ignored him and just stared at the TV.

Regardless of the first round or the second round, as long as it's their son's game, they all like to watch it.

...

Nan Province, provincial capital.

In an office building, the fat man Peng Jun looked around with his small eyes. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he opened the hidden window on his computer and took a look. Seeing that the game had not started yet, he started chatting with Yuan Xiaogang, Guo Kai and Lei Yuchuan on the phone. got up.

"Brothers, how many times do you think Qin Hao and the others will resolve the battle this round?" The fat man quickly tapped on the keyboard, typing while looking at the surroundings with the corner of his eyes, looking very alert.

I can't help it, I'm at work.

A few years passed in the blink of an eye, and Peng Jun also graduated.

Soon, the window flashed.

"I guess 4:1, no more."

"Brother, be bold and confident. Are you so worried about our Qin Ritian? I guess we can win 4:0 and sweep straight away."

"How many points will we win this game?"

"Is there any prize?"

"Whoever wins will be treated to a meal."

"Go away, you still treat me after you win the bet, don't you think I'm stupid? Why don't you bet on how many points Qin Hao can score today? I'll bet at least 30 points."

"Made, you have suppressed the most likely one, so let's give it a try. Let's watch the football, cherish your wallet, and stay away from gambling..."

A group of people were chatting.

A few years have passed, and Yuan Xiaogang, Guo Kai, Lei Yuchuan and others have also graduated. They do not have the talents of Qin Hao, Jiang Feng, and Wang Lei, and they cannot take the path of professional players. After graduation, they go their separate ways, but once there are more important games , they all make an appointment to watch together.

Qin Hao originally told them that if he needed anything after graduation, he would definitely be able to arrange a job, and it would definitely not be bad.

But no matter whether it was Fatty, Guo Kai, Yuan Xiaogang or others, no one called Qin Hao and chose to find a job on their own.

This is not alienation, but rather a desire not to sour the brotherly relationship.

Even for Qin Hao, arranging a job for them is just a piece of cake and he won't feel anything, but he still feels a little uncomfortable in their place. After all, they are young people and they still want to make a breakthrough on their own.

at the same time.

There are countless Chinese fans who are also paying attention to this game.

...

Philadelphia.

The players from both sides have finished warming up and the game is about to begin.

A group of Wizards players gathered around the head coach. Coach Whitman looked serious and said in a low voice: "I know the opponent is very strong. They are the defending champions, but we have put in so much sweat and effort to reach the playoffs. , There is absolutely no reason to give up easily.”

"So what about the defending champion? So what about being No. 1 in the Eastern Conference in the regular season? It's not like there have never been eight teams in the history of the NBA."

"Boys, play hard." Coach Whitman waved his arms and encouraged the players: "I believe in you."

A group of players nodded in unison, with fiery eyes and high morale.

Afterwards, Coach Whitman spread out the tactical board and began to make pre-game arrangements: "Defensively, we must first protect the rebounds, which is very important. Also, pay attention to guarding the opponent's three-pointers and guard them a little better. "

"Wall, you have to pay attention to controlling the rhythm, slow down the rhythm, and play positional warfare. Don't follow the opponent's rhythm."

As he said that, he paused and continued: "On the offensive end, we have to be more patient and have a higher success rate. As long as we score, the opponent will have no chance to counterattack quickly. Of course, we must also play when we can't score. Fight for rebounds as soon as possible to delay the opponent's quick counterattack."

"Pass the ball more, run more, and use our tactics."

Listening, the players nodded in agreement.

After all the arrangements, Coach Whitman waved his hand to signal the players to come on.

As he watched the players walk onto the court, he frowned slightly. Although he spoke impassionedly, he was actually not sure at all.

Because the gap between the two sides is indeed huge.

Defensively, he is not up to par. Wall, his biggest star, does not have the upper hand against Qin Hao, and he has no advantage against the 76ers players in other positions.

The same goes for the offense. There is no clear advantage in the matchup, so he emphasized the need to be more patient, pass more, run more, and use tactics.

Because I don’t have an advantage in personal matchups, I can only rely on tactics.

When there is no advantage on both the defensive and offensive ends, Coach Whitman feels powerless.

At 7:30 pm, the game officially started.

Players from both sides came to the court. The Wizards started with center Gortat, power forward Trevor Booker, small forward Ariza, shooting guard Beal, and point guard Wall.

The 76ers are still "one big and four small", including Nene, Butler, Kawhi, Iguodala, and Qin Hao.

First the jump ball.

Snapped!

With a soft sound, Gortat pointed the ball to the backcourt. Wall controlled the basketball and advanced to the frontcourt unhurriedly. The Wizards took the lead in attacking.

When he came outside the three-point line, Wall stopped and looked at Qin Hao. Even though Qin Hao's expression was calm, it gave him an inexplicable pressure.