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In Mingyuan Middle School, in a luxuriously decorated single office, a slightly fat middle-aged man was on a soft office chair, facing the computer screen in front of him, constantly moving the mouse with one hand and holding his chin with the other, as if thinking about something.

"Knock! Knock!"

The office door rang twice, and then, without waiting for the middle-aged man to respond, a tall, thin boy pushed the door and walked in.

The middle-aged man hurriedly turned off the game interface of the Plant vs. Zombies on the computer screen, then looked at the boy with some blame, and said angrily: "Mo Fanchen, are you a little too presumptuous! You don't have to knock on the door when you enter?"

Mo Fanchen did not apologize to the angry middle-aged man, but walked quickly to his desk, threw a small stack of documents in his hand on the middle-aged man's desk, and then sat on the desk with even more recklessness, bowed his body and said in a deep voice: "Lao Xu, the opponent in the final has been settled!"

The middle-aged man didn't even look at the documents Mo Fanchen sent, and a cigarette popped out from the cigarette box at hand. After lit it, he said slowly: "This year is Xuye Middle School again, right?"

"right!"

Mo Fanchen's tone of answering was as slow as a middle-aged man. While talking, he picked up the cigarette box on his desk naturally and prepared to pop up and light it.

"Put it on the table!" The middle-aged man said angrily in shock and anger, and then snatched the cigarette box from Mo Fanchen's hand, "As an athlete, how can you smoke? What's more, you won't learn well if you are old enough!"

"What's the matter with smoking?! The stars in NBA smoke cigars, go to nightclubs, and drink alcohol have not been missed. Don't they still play in the world's top basketball club?"

Mo Fanchen felt that the middle-aged man's words and deeds were a little fussy, and he rolled his eyes angrily.

"Boy, you dare to talk back to me!" The middle-aged man was a little furious, and then kept waving his hands to issue an order to expel him, "Do you have something to do? If it's okay, get out of here!"

Mo Fanchen could not realize that the middle-aged man was really angry. He quickly changed his expression and jumped off the desk. Then he stood up straight, signaled to the documents on the desk, and said, "Coach, don't you have to look at the things I sent you?"

Seeing his disciples look like this, the middle-aged man also realized the seriousness of the matter. He let out a sigh, then returned to the office chair, picked up the documents on the table, and looked through it roughly.

This is a stack of player information, densely packed with photos and numbers. If you look closely, you will find that the content inside is actually a technical data of basketball games.

Could it be that Lan Feng from Xuye Middle School has any jaw-dropping performance?

The middle-aged man suddenly became puzzled and flipped through it one by one. When he quickly found the technical statistics of No. 8-Lan Feng, he couldn't help but sigh.

"With xx Middle School, 36 points, 4 rebounds, 6 assists, 2 steals! With xx Middle School, 34 points, 6 rebounds, 6 assists, one grab..."

The middle-aged man slowly recited it, but his expression did not show any surprise when he read these technical statistics, and then he slowly commented on it.

"This Lan Feng is really stable. He can maintain such strong attack ability for three consecutive years! However, his other data seems to have shrunk compared to previous years!"

In the impression of middle-aged men, Lan Feng is a very comprehensive player. He has maintained "3377" data in the league for two consecutive years. However, this year, he has no problem with scoring, but the assists and rebounds in most games have not reached his average level.

After listening to the middle-aged man's comments to Lan Feng, Mo Fanchen nodded as if he was agreeing, and then signaled to him: "Coach, look at the data of other team members!"

"Other team members? Do they refer to those new faces?"

The middle-aged man suddenly remembered something, turned over a few pieces of paper, and soon found the technical statistics of No. 2 Landuo, among the strange faces, among them, who performed well.

Landuo's other games performed very average, with scores floating up and down around 15 points, and other data were also average, with rebounds and assists occasionally appearing one or two, of course, except for the game against Linhe No. 2 Middle School, scoring 40.

The middle-aged man did not speak, but frowned and listed the stack of information into five stacks according to the position of the court, and then analyzed them one by one from the organizational guards.

"In terms of organizational guards, Lan Feng's old partner Yin Eun-ho has also seen a significant decline this year. However, including his substitute Sikong Jun, is their data combined to be able to match Yin Eun-ho's level?"

"We have said Lan Feng before, and it is still very stable! However, his substitute Bi Fang's data has increased! Hehe, if I remember correctly, Bi Fang is definitely a talent for making a fortune! However, he is strong in offense and weak in defense, not the type I like."

"For small forwards, this blue-double is not bad! However, it's a bit serious! However, Ma Tianyu is inferior to the other person in the small forward position, and the scoring is nothing wrong! The small forward is the team's offensive vanguard. Why can you play as a small forward at this level?"

"The power forward is still our old opponent, the left goal god of Xuye Middle School, Zhong Xinshan! The score is not bad enough! The rebounds and blocks... Well, why are these guys in Xuye Middle School old? Why have they shrunk?... His substitutes have also scored ten points! But, well! They all scored three-pointers?"

Seeing this, the middle-aged man frowned even deeper. He took a rough look at the center position and found that Zhou Kuishan's data had also shrunk!

If things are impermanent, there will be demons!

The middle-aged man has always believed in this view, so the data of Xuye Middle School's original main players shrank a lot, and he had already noticed something was wrong, not to mention that Xuye Middle School was led by Zhuge Jianguo, the old fox.

"What's going on? The data of the main players of Xuye Middle School has shrunk a lot, so it's unlikely!"

The middle-aged man asked himself and shook his head. He wanted to ask whether Mo Fanchen's data was reliable or not, and whether he had made a mistake. But immediately thought that Mo Fanchen was the name of caution, and it was not an exaggeration to say that Xuye Middle School was their feud. How could Mo Fanchen have made a mistake so carelessly?

There may be something strange about it, damn it! Even though I knew they were our final opponents, why didn’t I arrange for someone to check it out before! It was all about the team, which made me careless!

The middle-aged man suddenly remembered that he had left contact information in the competition area where Hexuye Middle School was located, so he hurriedly picked up the landline, searched the address book on his desk, and dialed it over.

However, before the phone was connected, Mo Fanchen, who had been waiting for a long time, pressed off.

"Oh? Mo Fanchen, you haven't left yet!"

The middle-aged man looked at Mo Fanchen in front of him in surprise. He was so fascinated by the information that he actually forgot about his existence.

"Coach, are you going to call the coaches in Xuye Middle School competition area and ask about their situation?" Mo Fanchen said with a word that the middle-aged man was thinking at the moment.

"yes!"

The middle-aged man nodded subconsciously.

"Then I don't think there is any need."

Mo Fanchen smiled, then walked to the desk, took out Landu’s information alone, pointed at him and said, "Among these people, the most noteworthy person is him! Landu!"

"Lando?"

The middle-aged man picked up Landu's information and looked carefully. He seemed to see the smell of being plotted from the scene. He saw the boy in front of him with a clean round buzz cut, and his slightly cynical eyes seemed to have a treacherous light flashing.

However, looking at his data, except for the one that is more powerful than Linhe No. 2 Middle School, the data in other games are still very well-behaved.

What else is there to be outstanding in his height, weight, and physical fitness.

"How did you know this guy is special?"
Chapter completed!