"I heard that there were two very powerful high school boys from No. 1 Middle School. They are not weak this year and even shouted slogans to win the championship."

"You're bragging, you won the championship after just one hit, what are you thinking about?"

"Let them go home today and cry to their mothers. If they encounter our Yunan Middle School, we can only blame them for their bad luck."

"Shut up. You, Yunan Middle School, didn't even pass the first round last year, so you still have the nerve to compete. Who gave you the courage, Sister Jing?"

"Huh, I don't know who will be crying then."

"Hey, it's started again. Next time we won't be able to sit in the middle. This game has something to do with our No. 8 Middle School. We'll get slapped by the middle..."

The audience was noisy, including students from Yunan Middle School, students from No. 1 Middle School, and students from No. 8 Middle School who came to watch the excitement.

Several players from No. 8 Middle School also came.

Different from before, now they are more optimistic about No. 1 Middle School. After all, although Yunan Middle School is a "dark horse", its lineup strength is obviously not as good as No. 1 Middle School.

...

On the court.

A group of players from Yunan Middle School had sharp eyes and fierce expressions, as if they were a group of hungry wolves running out of the wilderness.

One of them was exceptionally tall, nearly two meters tall. He was very eye-catching and attracted the attention of the players from the No. 1 Middle School. Looking at the jersey he was wearing, they immediately recognized his number - the captain of Yunan Middle School, Liang Bo.

"I believe it now. Han Hui is right. This guy is not easy to mess with at first sight."

"I don't know if he has any tattoos on his body. He is a student. He looks like a gangster."

"Zhao Hao, you have to be careful later."

One look at Liang Bo's height of nearly two meters, his strong physique, dark skin, and rough facial features, especially the scar on his forehead. He is simply the template for the "black banger" in movies and TV series.

I can't help but feel embarrassed when I look at it.

Zhuang Yu couldn't help but frown, not because he was afraid, but because he felt that the people in Yunan Middle School were really troublesome, and it seemed like they were coming with bad intentions.

At this time, Liang Bo came over.

Everyone in No. 1 Middle School frowned and stared at him. Han Hui knew he was looking for him. He sighed and took a few steps forward, faced Liang Bo face to face, and said, "We meet again."

"What? You don't seem happy to see me." Liang Bo said, his voice was low, and there was no hint of happiness or anger.

"It's strange that I can be so happy." Han Hui thought to himself, frowning and said, "Liang Bo, let's settle the matter privately. The game is a game. I hope you can put away those dirty tricks of yours.

If you dare to attack my teammates, I won't let you go."

"Heh." Liang Bo grinned and said in a mocking tone: "If you defend your teammates so much, what did you do to me back then?"

Han Hui's face sank, he secretly clenched his fists, and said in a deep voice: "I don't want to say more about what happened back then. Such a big thing happened, and Xiao Gao is still in there now. Do you really have a clear conscience? If you hadn't been so cruel and cruel.

, Xiao Gao is like this?"

When he mentioned Xiao Gao, Liang Bo suddenly became excited, veins on his forehead were beating wildly, and he roared: "It was you. If you hadn't escaped from the battle, those things wouldn't have happened. Do you know how many people were surrounding the two of us at that time..."

....”

"Okay." Han Hui interrupted, feeling a little irritated, "The matter has passed and I don't want to mention it anymore. In short, you can take care of yourself."

Liang Bo seemed to have calmed down, and his expression returned to calm. The one on the right became darker, and he said coldly: "It's not your turn to tell me what I want to do. I remind you, be careful."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

People were curious when watching the two. It seemed that the two knew each other and almost had some kind of feud. Today's game was interesting.

"It seems like it's still a grudge match." Zhuang Yu muttered. Before, Han Hui only said that he knew Liang Bo, but now it seems that it's not that simple. There is a story between the two.

Immediately, Zhuang Yu came to Yuan Feng and asked in a low voice: "Captain, what is the grudge between Han Hui and the guy opposite Liang Bo?"

Yuan Feng hesitated for a moment, then said: "Did you see the scar on Liang Bo's forehead? Han Hui made it."

ah?

Zhuang Yu was surprised, this was really no small grudge.

In fact, there was something Yuan Feng didn't say. The scar on Liang Bo's head was also related to him, but he didn't want to mention it.

...

At 5:30 p.m., players from both sides finished their warm-up.

A group of Yunan Middle School players gathered around coach Zhang Tai. Zhang Tai was 1.9 meters tall, burly, with a sinewy face, but his eyes were like mung beans, looking like a slit, but his eyes were very cold, giving people a

It felt like being stared at by a venomous snake.

"Let me tell you." Zhang Tai spread out his tactical board, "First of all, we must defend. Remember, the court is like a battlefield. Either you die or I die. You must be fierce."

"Liang Bo, Zhang Wu, you two guard the inside line. Regardless of the opponent's inside line Yuan Feng and Han Hui, or the breakthroughs of outside players, guard if you can, and foul if you can't. You must never let the opponent successfully rush the frame. From then on.

From the beginning of the first quarter, we need to let the people in No. 1 Middle School know that we are bound to win today’s game.”

Listen, Liang Bo and Zhang Wu both agreed.

"As for the outside line..." Zhang Tai's eyes narrowed and he sneered: "Yang Wei, Chen Haoyu, Xiao Qingyang and Zhuang Yu on the opposite side are left to you. Teach the first-year students well and tell them

They basketball is a confrontational sport."

"Hey, coach, don't worry." Chen Haoyu grinned.

"Actually, I want to guard against that Zhuang Yu more." Yang Wei muttered, and then said: "Forget it, let's deal with that boy named Xiao Qingyang first."

After some arrangements, Zhang Tai made some tactical arrangements for the offense, which were relatively simple, because Yunan Middle School wins by defense, not offense.

...

Here, Zhuang Yu and others gathered around the coach.

Yang Guohui took a deep breath and glanced at Han Hui.

In fact, after training yesterday, Han Hui found him privately and told him about the holiday with Liang Bo, so that the coach could be mentally prepared.

After learning about the grievances, Yang Guohui became more and more worried about today's game, but the game still had to be played. He reminded: "The opponent is not good and defends fiercely. Everyone must be careful and be smart to avoid getting hurt."

Everyone agreed.

Immediately, Yang Guohui spread out his tactical board and made some arrangements.

...

The game starts soon.

Players from both sides came to the court. The starters for No. 1 Middle School were Yuan Feng, Han Hui, Xiao Qingyang, Jiang Xuezhou, and Zhuang Yu.

Now that Zhuang Yu's strength has been exposed, there is no need to hide it anymore. Yang Guohui directly put Zhuang Yu into the starting lineup.

This starting lineup is also what he thinks is the strongest.

The starters for Yunan Middle School are Liang Bo (center, 198cm), Zhang Wu (power forward, 193cm), Fu Gong (small forward, 186cm), Yang Wei (shooting guard, 185cm), and Chen Haoyu (point guard, 178cm).
Chapter completed!