Outer chapter Xie Beijuan: Overlord Chapter reprinted a foreigner by Xiao Cong
"Coach Wang! Let me go, I will not let you down."
Xie Bei moved from the bench on the left side of the coach to the bench on the right side, flattering him.
"You haven't seen how serious the situation on the field is. Stay away and don't block my view." Coach Wang is not as tall as Xie Beida. When Xie Bei sat down, he just blocked the coach from observing the situation on the field.
"Coach Wang, please give me a chance." Xie Bei took the coach's hand and shook it like a little woman.
Coach Wang was a little dizzy from being shaken by him, and he pretended to be angry: "Xie Bei, what's wrong with you today? Why aren't you so active usually?"
"Coach, I just don't like No. 11 at South China University, so I just want to go on the field and destroy his prestige."
"Can you do it?" Coach Wang sneered slightly and continued to pay attention to the situation on the court.
"Why not?" Xie Bei jumped up, "He is a first-year student, and I am also a first-year student. How am I inferior to him?"
"Wow~~" Thousands of spectators in the stands applauded and shouted at the same time. Looking at the court, the score had changed. With a beautiful one-handed hanging basket on the 11th, South China University scored another two points.
Because Xie Bei blocked his view, Coach Wang didn't even see how the opponent scored the goal, and he got really angry and shouted: "Xie Bei, sit on your bench. I'm the coach of the team.
, I’m telling you right now, there’s no part for you in today’s game. If you want to watch it, you can watch it. If you don’t want to, you can go back.”
Xie Bei got angry, walked back and squatted on his stool, looked down at his sneakers, and muttered.
Coach Wang turned his head and glanced at Xie Bei, shook his head with a chuckle, and looked back at the situation on the field. In fact, he liked Xie Bei from the bottom of his heart. This kid had good skills and solid basic skills; he was tall, big, and mobile.
Extremely fast; he is energetic and yet calm on the court. The only shortcoming is probably his lack of experience. After all, he is only a first-year student. Coach Wang intends to let this kid go on the court and hammer and hammer, but now the situation on the court has been stalemate.
Now, the scores of both sides have been very close, so we don't dare to change players easily at this time.
Coach Wang sighed. The Beijing Institute of Technology he led was the dominant force in the northwest region every year, but once it entered the national finals, it always stopped in the top eight and could no longer advance even half a step. This South China University was his mortal enemy.
Beijing Institute of Technology has met South China University in the finals three times in the past four years, and has been eliminated by its opponents each time. South China University has simply become an insurmountable mountain on the road ahead for Beijing Institute of Technology.
If you want to make a breakthrough, you must first defeat South China University. This has become the consensus of all BIT students. This year's league has not yet started, and BIT has contacted South China University for a warm-up match early.
Now that the game has entered the fourth quarter, Beijing Institute of Technology is temporarily leading South China University by two points. There is still half a minute left, and now it is South China University's turn to attack. Coach Wang prays in his heart that everyone can hold on to the current situation.
If you hold on for another half minute, the game will be over.
South China University quickly kicked off the ball, and the point guard made a beautiful pass, and then passed the ball to the small forward in front. After the small forward got the ball, he rushed directly to the basket. Beijing Institute of Technology immediately went up and blocked it with two tall men.
Players stand under the basket with their hands raised to prevent their opponents from breaking through and making layups.
The opponent's small forward didn't wait to block the ball, he jumped up and made a shooting motion. The Polytechnic University players had no time to jump up to interfere, so they pulled their right hand towards the opponent's clothes, preparing to commit a foul. As long as you don't score a goal
, at most two penalty points, Polytechnic University will have another chance to attack.
The small forward's fake move deceived everyone. He didn't shoot. He jumped up and threw the ball violently to the outside. There was already an opponent's player waiting outside the central three-point line. He didn't hesitate after receiving the ball.
, raise your hand and vote.
"Shua~" a crisp sound sounded, the ball was scored, three points, South China University went ahead by one point, and the scorer was No. 11 again.
"Du~" Coach Wang called a timeout. His face was a bit ugly, but he still suppressed his anger and cheered up the players, "Don't be discouraged. There are still 12 seconds. I will arrange the following offensive deployment and give them a decisive blow."
Kill them, file away their arrogance."
Everyone's morale immediately rose, and they all agreed, gathered in a circle, and carefully memorized Coach Wang's deployment on the demonstration board.
"Coach!" Xie Bei jumped out again, "Don't make arrangements, let me go. As long as you let me get the ball, I promise to smash the ball in for you."
The coach glanced sideways at Xie Bei and continued to explain the tactical arrangements to the main players on the demo board.
"Really, coach, if I can't hit the ball, you can twist my head off."
Coach Wang couldn't bear it any longer. At this point, this guy came out to cause trouble. He grabbed the demo version and threw it at Xie Bei: "Get back here!"
Everyone had never seen the coach get so angry, and they were all shocked. Xie Bei glared, walked to the stool angrily, kicked the stool away with a flying kick.
"Why are you still standing there!" Coach Wang yelled, "Why don't you come on to the court quickly!" The players then hurriedly walked towards the court.
The whole audience's hearts were in their throats at this time. A game like this that went down to the final countdown had only been seen in the NBA before, but now it appeared in a warm-up match between two Chinese universities. It was really exciting.
There are only 12 seconds left, and Beijing Institute of Technology has one last chance to attack. The result of this goal determines who will go to heaven and who will go to hell. This is the home court of South China University, and there are students from South China University present. Everyone is holding their breath.
Breathe and wait quietly for the serve.
"Beep!" the referee blew the whistle, and Beijing Institute of Technology quickly released the ball and quickly advanced towards the opponent's half, leaving them only 12 seconds.
South China University adopted a full-court press and man-to-man tactics, and they all saved the ball. Each player had a goal, sticking close to the opponent and interfering with the opponent's advancement. The point guard of the Polytechnic University was in a bit of trouble. He failed to break through and was defeated by his opponent.
He was stuck, and even after changing positions a few times, he still couldn't get the ball out. Several players around him were running back and forth, trying to come over to pick him up, but they couldn't get rid of their tails.
The small forward of the University of Science and Technology looked at the time and saw that there were five seconds left. He quickly ran towards the center of his team. The center quickly understood what he meant. The small forward had just ran by, and the center took a step forward and knocked him
His tail was cut off...
The small forward suddenly felt relaxed. It felt so good that no one was watching him. He shouted: "Here!"
The defender who was in charge of the ball barely passed the ball under the close defense of the opponent. However, the ball was passed a bit high. The small forward took a few steps back toward the baseline before barely catching it. When he looked up again, he saw that the shooting angle was basically gone.
But he could no longer adjust, time had come to an end.
The small forward jumped decisively, adjusted his posture slightly in the air, and threw the ball.
"Come in!" Xie Bei clenched his fists and shouted.
"Peng~" "Zhai~", the ball hit the side edge of the blue board and bounced out. At the same time, the referee's final whistle also sounded.
The whole place erupted with excitement. All the college students from South China University of Technology jumped up excitedly. Their team turned defeat into victory at the end and returned from hell to heaven. This feels so good!
The University of Science and Technology was the complete opposite. Everyone stood there numbly, looking extremely disappointed. The work fell short at the last moment, and everyone's mood dropped from the boiling point to the freezing point.
Looking at the blank expressions of the players, Coach Wang felt extremely solemn. He had worked hard over the past year and led the team to compete in various competitions. The young players from last year have gradually matured and become the backbone of the team. This team is
I have led the strongest class in recent years, but I didn’t expect that South China University would turn around at the last moment. Is South China University really my nemesis?
Many students jumped down from the stands and ran to the field to hug their heroes. A very pretty girl emerged from the crowd. She held a towel in one hand and a bottle of water in the other and ran directly to No. 11.
in front of.
"Ming Yang, you are the best." The girl smiled playfully, handed over the towel, and began to twist the cap of the water bottle.
"Of course, with you watching me, why don't I try my best?" No. 11 pinched the girl's face. The girl looked at so many people around her, and her face instantly turned red. She lowered her head and looked around.
look.
Xie Bei saw this scene from a distance, "Bah~" and spat on the ground, looking at the girl and No. 11 with disdain.
The teammates of No. 11 also gathered around at this time, "Famous! Well done, this year's rookie MVP will definitely be yours."; "It's just that you are working too hard, how can we old people still mess around in the future?
."; "The most disgusting thing about this kid is that he has such a beautiful and gentle girlfriend. He is very proud of himself both in love and on the court. He is so envious of us bachelors."
No. 11 laughed, "Everywhere, there are several senior brothers who pass the ball well. Thank you, little brother. I'm treating Splendid China tonight. Everyone must appreciate it. As for the rookie mvp, I don't even dare to hope for it. We
It's just a win against a weak team like the Polytechnic University. They lose to us every year, so it's really boring to beat them."
Although No. 11 said it modestly, his expression and tone showed great confidence, and he did not take the Polytechnic University seriously at all. When the people next to him heard this, they immediately laughed, laughing unscrupulously, without any concern for the Polytechnic University next to them.
Big players.
"Damn, I can't help it anymore!" Xie Bei spat again, turned around and walked to the referee, "Teacher, please lend me the ball."
Before the referee could recover, the ball had already been taken away by Xie Bei.
Xie Bei put the ball in his armpit and walked slowly towards the South China University players. Anyone looking at his scoundrel look would know that he was looking for trouble.
"Why? Are you not convinced?" A team member from South China University was the first to notice Xie Bei's bad behavior.
As soon as Xie Bei raised his hand, he pushed the team member aside and walked directly in front of No. 11, looking straight at him with a look of provocation.
"What's the matter with you?" No. 11 puffed up his chest. Although he felt extremely uncomfortable, his face was still kind.
Before No. 11 finished speaking, he saw a ball hitting him directly. He quickly took a step back and covered his face with his hands. After waiting for a while, he found that there was no ball hitting him, so he put down his hand and took a closer look.
At this time, Xie Bei grabbed the ball with his left hand and straightened his arm. The surface of the ball only pointed at No. 11.
"What do you want to do?" No. 11 was teased and finally became angry.
Without thinking, Xie Bei chuckled, stretched out his right hand and pointed a finger with a contemptuous expression, waving his hands repeatedly, meaning that you are not good, but his legs began to move back.
Several people from South China University were confused by Xie Bei's movements and expressions, and stared blankly at Xie Bei retreating.
Xie Bei took a few steps back, slapped the ball twice, and grabbed the ball again in his hand. Suddenly, he yelled "Ah!" and everyone in the audience was frightened by the roar.
Jumping, everyone looked towards the center of the court.
Xie Bei started to move at this time. He didn't even shoot the ball, and rushed towards the people from South China University. The expressions on his faces were extremely ferocious. Before the people from South China University could react, Xie Bei had already rushed to less than two meters away from them.
A few meters away, several people hurriedly made preparations to dodge. If they were hit by this big man like this, they would not be able to fly out.
Before those people had time to escape, Xie Bei heard a "drink~" sound and had already stood up, grabbed the ball with his right hand, and flew towards him. The big feet were in front of him in an instant.
Without thinking, several people fell to the ground with their heads in their hands. Xie Bei flew over their heads at this moment.
Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded. They didn’t know what this stupid guy wanted to do. Was it just to vent his anger after losing? It didn’t look like it. This was the home stadium of South China University. If I borrowed ten more courages from him, he wouldn’t dare to cause trouble.
.
Did he want to dunk? Only then did everyone see clearly the direction in which Xie Bei was gliding, which was heading towards the basket. Crazy, this kid is crazy. He actually took off from the three-point line. The whole world can
You can count the number of people who jumped and dunked from there on one hand, it's crazy.
Xie Bei's body had begun to fall, and everyone couldn't help but shake their heads. Although they didn't want this kid to go crazy on their own court, they began to long for him to create a miracle.
"Ah ah ah~" Xie Bei roared again, and his left leg suddenly stepped into the void in front of him. That step seemed to be on solid ground, and it was as if his feet were actually solid ground. Xie Bei's whereabouts
He raised his body about a foot again and continued to glide towards the basket.
Xie Bei adjusted his body's center of gravity, leaned his upper body forward as much as possible, straightened his right hand, opened his eyes angrily, and shot directly at the basket a few feet above his head, his eyes like a wild beast that has been running wild...
"哐吐～"
The whole place was silent except for the "dong-dong" sound of the basketball falling to the ground.
Only then did the people on No. 11 let go of their hands on their heads, stood up, turned their heads and looked back, with shock and even fear on their faces, as if they had seen the most incredible thing in the world.
"Pa!" Xie Bei let go of his hand and fell to the ground, "squeak", "squeak", everyone in the audience held their breath, and the sound of Xie Bei's shoes and the floor stopped.
"I don't even bother to play for a weak team like you!" Xie Bei walked up to No. 11, snorted, turned around and walked towards the exit channel with a carefree voice.
When Xie Bei's figure disappeared from the exit tunnel, the stadium came to life again. Someone excitedly grabbed the collar of a person next to him and shouted: "Tell me, is what I just saw true?"
People who were busy celebrating their team's victory or were in a hurry to leave the game. People who didn't see Xie Bei's performance were like crazy. They would grab anyone and ask: "Tell me, what happened just now?"
This was probably domineering. Xie Bei's momentum just now made everyone in the audience breathless.
"Lao Xie, stop right here!"
Someone called him from behind, and Xie Bei stood still, his face full of anger. He hated being called Lao Xie, but when he turned around, his expression turned into a flattering one: "I stopped, sister, what are your instructions?"
, please give me some face in front of so many people in the future and call me brother, okay?"
Standing behind him were none other than Xie Nan, Chen Jing, and Qiao Yiqian and Liang Zhiting, whom Xie Nan had drawn to embolden him.
"Did you eat Daliwan today? Why are you so excited all of a sudden?" Xie Nan looked at his brother with a face of surprise, "How dare you dunk from the three-point line."
"It's just so so. If you don't even have this ability, how can you be your brother?" Xie Bei looked complacent. Chen Jing came over and rolled her eyes at him, then handed over her coat: "Stop bragging, put your clothes on quickly.
Be careful if you catch a cold."
Xie Bei giggled and started to get dressed.
"Bah~" Xie Nan spat, "You don't even have the right to play, and you still have the nerve to brag about it."
Xie Bei scratched his head, a little embarrassed, and was speechless. He couldn't relate to the momentum of the slam dunk just now.
Xie Nan did not continue to hit him, but jumped over and patted him on the shoulder, "Since you performed a slam dunk at the end, I will forgive you. By the way, why are you so crazy today?"
Xie Bei's face immediately became sad and a little angry: "Because I can't stand that No. 11."
"Why? I've never seen you so excited before. You won't do it just because someone else is more handsome than you." Xie Nan laughed.
"No! That pretty boy is not as handsome as me!" Xie Bei glared at Xie Nan, "Have you seen the girl next to him?"
Xie Nan nodded, and suddenly his eyes widened angrily: "It's not like you have fallen in love with this little girl. My sister-in-law is by your side."
Xie Nan looked at Chen Jing. The strange thing was that Chen Jing was not angry at Xie Bei's words.
"What do you know?" Xie Bei zipped up his coat and said angrily: "That woman has played tricks on Bu Fan before. I'm so angry that I have to show off to her boyfriend."
After Xie Bei finished speaking, he walked forward angrily, as if he was angry that he was not on the court today to embarrass No. 11.
"Xie Bei, stop here, in front of whom are you calling me "I"? Who did you learn from this scoundrel attitude?" Xie Nan stomped his feet angrily.
"Learned from Bu Fan!" Chen Jing said and quickly chased after Xie Bei.
The remaining three girls were stunned. Chen Jing's words shocked them. There was no trace of the ruffian in Bu Fan.
"I thought she was so pretty, but she's just average!" Liang Zhiting said something suddenly, not knowing who she was talking about.
Xie Nan and Qiao Yiqian immediately realized that Bu Fan had a crush on a girl before, it seemed that she was at South China University. Could it be the girl next to No. 11?
"It's really average!" The two of them couldn't help but have this idea in their minds.
ps: Some readers of the public version may be a little confused about the sequence of events. The events in this article happened when Bu Fan started the second semester and founded the Fanhua Fund. He went to help Ma Yan’s hometown participate in donations. Xie Bei
After recovering from injury, he returned to the team and came to Jiangcheng with the team to participate in the warm-up match.
For the story of Ma Yan's third uncle, as well as the story of Bu Fan helping Xie Bei heal his injuries and teaching him the method of air ventilation, please refer to the VIP chapter of this book.
The extra chapters of this book will be released one after another in the future, all of which are public versions.