Rekindling the dream of becoming a star

Chapter 26 An Interview

In the next few days, the operation of the entire school team gradually became smoother, morning and evening training were carried out in an orderly manner, and the 5-on-5 competition also allowed everyone to see the results of their training. Unknowingly, time came to the day before the league officially started.

Yue Gang suddenly came to the class to look for Chen Fang and was quite surprised to see him: "Captain, why are you here?"

"The league draw is happening, and we're calling you to go." Yue Gang stated his purpose.

"Um, I don't need to go here." Chen Fang quickly refused. He hated going to such places the most and felt extremely depressed.

Yue Gang didn't feel disappointed, so he nodded and said, "Then I'll go with Yang Shan, and we should be back soon."

Chen Fang nodded: "Then I'll wait for you at the stadium."

"Okay, I hope I can draw a good lot." Yue Gang used a double entendre.

"Captain, you have to have this mentality. Whoever draws us will have a bad luck." Chen Fang said with a smile.

"Haha, that's right, I'll leave first then."

As soon as Yue Ganggang left, Wen Hui arrived. They always made plans to go to the stadium together. When he saw Yue Gang's back, he asked, "Captain, what's going on?"

"The preliminary round draw is coming up, call me." The two of them said as they went downstairs.

"Oh, I was so engrossed in training that I forgot about this and that. I'm going to take a look at that too." Wen Hui hurried after him.

Others would be puzzled, but Chen Fang understood immediately.

It is estimated that Wenhui will go to draw lots next year, so it is right to go through the process in advance.

When they arrived at the stadium, everything was in good order. Xue Chong saw Chen Fang and asked, "Didn't the captain ask you to go?"

"Wenhui is gone. Let's go, let's continue practicing."

When talking about training, Xue Chong was excited: "I feel that my level has really improved. I can score many goals that I couldn't score before."

"That's for sure. You have to know that you are doing basketball-specific training now."

"Thank you, Chen Fang. It would be better if you could come to the school team earlier."

Chen Fang smiled and said, "Not too late, not too late."

During this period of contact, he found that Xue Chong was a very pure person with a very simple personality. This made Chen Fang sigh that only when people get to know each other for a long time can misunderstandings be eliminated. In the past, he always felt that Xue Chong was like this and couldn't stand it.

The two began to practice against each other, and Xue Chong did make progress. He was able to read the defense, and with his height, he scored repeatedly.

This is even more true for Chen Fang. Although he does not have the corresponding skills to support his one-on-one confrontation now, he can always create a space for shooting and score by dribbling. The scene of the two of them exploding into each other attracted onlookers.

As the school bell rang, the second team also arrived. This kind of technical confrontation really refreshed their understanding of basketball.

I had only seen it on the Internet before, but I didn’t expect that I would be able to see it in real life.

How can you score by continuously getting rid of the opponent? It's hard to shoot just by standing there.

Watching Chen Fang's difficult three-point shots one after another, the onlookers began to doubt their lives, thinking that they were too bad.

Xue Chong was also convinced. He asked the question hidden in his heart: "Chen Da, why are you able to always score difficult goals?"

Chen Fang smiled. Seeing many team members watching nearby, he felt like teaching them on the spot: "Come here, everyone."

He held the ball and said to the young men who surrounded most of the circle, "What is the key to hitting the first shot?"

"The feel!" someone said first.

Chen Fang didn't respond and continued looking around.

"strength."

"Shooting space."

After waiting for a while and not hearing the correct answer, Chen Fang revealed the answer: "It's the order."

Then he made a shooting gesture and said: "If you want to shoot a ball, first you have to face the basket."

"Many times, we are trying to find the basket while exerting our strength, but by the time we see the basket, the basketball is almost out of our hands. Can we make a shot in this way?"

"We use our legs to get rid of the defense and our arms to point to the basket. When we want to shoot, the power of our legs only provides an upward force, and the power to let the ball go into the basket comes from our arms."

"So, no matter what you do, when you're going to shoot, you have to face the basket before you release the ball with your upper body."

"Of course, this is just a basic concept. In actual combat, the power of the legs and hands is combined in the waist and abdomen. This is a process in which the body adapts to the order of force generation, and it requires countless training sessions to achieve this effect."

"In other words, I should find the frame first and then shoot?" Xue Chong asked.

"Yes, only shoot after your eyes see the frame. Don't shoot while looking for the frame. It will be difficult to hit the target."

"When we shoot, we don't look at the basket from the entire court. Why not? If we think of our arms as guns, what do we use to aim when we don't raise our arms?"

Chen Fang demonstrated a basketball shot and said, "Hold the gun and aim, not aim and hold the gun."

Then Chen Fang dribbled the ball, saying, "Dribble, look at the defender, and after the ball is above your eyes, look at the basket and shoot."

Following his demonstration, the basketball drew a beautiful arc and fell into the basket.

Looking at everyone who seemed to be thinking deeply, Chen Fang said, "Remember this step. There are tricks to improve your skills. Hard work is a must. Technique is the only way. It comes out of my mouth and enters your ears. Don't tell anyone else!"

Chen Fang made a joke in the second half of the sentence, but some naive teenagers immediately expressed their opinions.

"Captain Chen, I will never tell!" Bai Long promised, touching his chest.

"I won't tell you anything. I'll just practice by myself!" Xue Chong took it seriously.

"Okay, okay, I was just kidding. This stuff isn't top secret, but it might not be useful until you reach a certain stage."

"What did I miss?" a voice sounded outside.

"Captain!" Everyone turned around and saw Yue Gang standing there with a smile on his face.

"Let's continue training." Chen Fang asked everyone to disperse and then went forward.

"Out?"

"Out!"

"Judging from the captain's expression, it should be a good sign."

"Fuyuan High School!"

"What high school? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Yue Gang waved his hand to quiet everyone down: "We are from the town below, and this is our first time participating."

"Wow, we're in the rematch." Everyone cheered.

"Captain, have you got the schedule back?" Chen Fang asked this.

"Here, Monday, Fuyuan's home game." Yue Gang took out an A4 paper from his backpack.

Chen Fang took it out of curiosity. It was his first time participating in a high school league. He glanced through it quickly and was a little surprised.

"Win 5 games and win the championship?"

"Pass five levels and kill six generals."

No one knows who came up with the rules of the Nanyang High School League, but the cruelty and joy in it can be called a large-scale tragicomedy.

The 28 teams in the preliminary round will be drawn and the winner will be determined by one match. The 14 winning teams plus the 3rd to 8th place teams in the quarterfinals will form a total of 20 teams, which will be divided into two zones, the North and the South.

Then one game will be eliminated within the zone, and the remaining 5 teams will draw lots within the zone. The two teams with byes will directly advance to the top 8.

The 8 teams drawn will determine the ranking of the quarterfinals.

Now comes the exciting part. The two teams that received a bye will stop being happy. They will play a knockout match with the champion and runner-up of the previous session. The winner and the other two teams will advance to the semi-finals.

After that, there will be another match and the winner will compete for the championship and runner-up.

The champions and runners-up of the previous session will play a maximum of 3 games, and even the preliminary teams only need 5 games.

This kind of competition system has been tilted in terms of the intensity and frequency of the games, so that the champion will not have to play in the provincial league with a large number of injured players, and it also ensures the excitement and suspense of the games.

After fully understanding it, Chen Fang began to record the race schedule.

"Three games a week, and the final championship game is on Wednesday?"

"Well, the final will be on October 1st."

"National Day! What a good choice of date!"

"Do you have any information about Fuyuan?"

Yue Gang shook his head: "How could it be possible? This is our first time participating in the competition. No one would know unless we go to their school."

"Forget it, let's just prevent others from coming to our school."

Yue Gang was reminded and immediately said to Yang Shan, "We need to inform the security department. Please pay more attention during this period."

"What are your plans for this weekend?"

"As usual, we'll adjust the training time and intensity after the game starts." "Okay, I'll listen to you."

The two set the tone with just a few words. Chen Fang had a feeling that the mechanical competition always started after National Day.

It's time to find Wang Yuan, and the baseball plan is about to be implemented.

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"Uncle." After greeting Wang Yuan, Chen Fang put down his schoolbag, looked around, and looked at the two teams warming up on the court. He asked, "Uncle, why are you playing in the gym today?"

"For a friendly match, everything must be formal."

"Who are we going to fight today, uncle?"

"The Sports Department, it's supposed to be a meeting between kings, but the director and the Sports Department were drinking yesterday, and they got drunk and arranged this." Wang Yuan said, handing over a red jersey. "We're short of one person, you come."

"Okay!" Chen Fang didn't hesitate. He took off his school uniform and put his sports jersey over his T-shirt.

"Well done. I told the director that there are two foreign aid spots and I want to give you one. Do you have any ideas?" Seeing that Chen Fang did not hesitate, Wang Yuan decided to speak out.

Chen Fang nodded immediately with joy: "Of course I want it, uncle, how much is it?"

Wang Yuan tapped Chen Fang's head with his finger: "You cunning cunning cunning man, what's the matter? You won't hit me if I don't give it to you?"

"Of course not. I'm a respectable person after all. But if you're helping my uncle, I don't want a penny!"

"Haha, you are a good talker, okay, I'll give you a hint." Wang Yuan raised two fingers.

"200?" Chen Fang deliberately said the wrong answer.

Wang Yuan made a move to slap her, then jokingly scolded, "How can you look down on our political and legal system?" His expression changed, and he said seriously, "But this amount is not easy to get. There are requirements."

"Uncle, tell me."

"If you make it to the finals, the single game will be settled with this number. If you don't make it, it will only be this number." He raised his index finger and shook it.

"I understand. Okay!" Chen Fang was not surprised. This kind of Yin-Yang algorithm has existed for a long time, and there are more detailed ones. In short, it forces foreign players to play harder.

"Uncle, can I see the schedule? I want to see how many games there are." Chen Fang was mainly worried about the time conflict.

"There's no rush for this. The director will be here soon. Your foreign aid will depend on your performance in today's match."

"I understand." Chen Fang understood everything. Today was the interview. He jumped off the stands and started warming up.

Education and Sports Bureau, no one should know me, Chen Fang muttered to himself while warming up, but the arrow was on the string and had to be shot.

After warming up his body, Chen Fang walked into the venue. The people from the Political and Legal Affairs Department were very impressed by this young man, Chen Fang, and immediately greeted him. Qian Lin was the most enthusiastic: "I told them you would come, but they didn't believe me."

"It's so fun to play ball with the uncles. Besides, Uncle Wang called me, so I dare not not come." Chen Fang responded naturally and relaxedly while looking around.

There are several new faces, and they all look like veterans. It seems that the main forces of politics and law are all present this time.

"Start running the basket." Wang Linxing, acting as a coach, shouted from the bench.

Seeing this, the students from the sports and physical education department also started running the basketball, and an old man came over with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Secretary Zheng, please go easy on me today." Wang Lin greeted him warmly and handed him a Buddha's light.

Zheng Qianhai, a veteran Party official of the Education and Sports Bureau, was born as a physical education teacher. He has been the head basketball coach of the education and sports system and has not given up this position even after retirement. He is a veteran figure in the Nanyang basketball world.

Holding the cigarette between his ears, the old man said slowly, "There's no one in the political and legal field this year, so just take a good rest and we'll talk about it next year."

"Oh, there's definitely no hope this year. It depends on whether the old secretary and Boss Zhang will compete for the championship." Wang Yuan sighed.

"The bank recruited a group of sports majors in the spring this year. They thought I didn't know. Humph." The old man was almost seventy years old, but he still had a bad temper. After complaining, he walked back with his hands behind his back.

Wang Yuan smiled and asked, "Pass me the information. Do we in the political and legal field need information?" Everyone knows that this year, the Education and Sports Bureau has added special clauses to the interview process, giving the green light to the fresh graduates of normal schools with CUBA resumes. Looking at the three sturdy young men over 1.9 meters tall on the field, they are probably from this batch.

They are playing dirty tricks. If they are forced into a corner, we will also add this clause when we recruit auxiliary police officers in our public security system next year.

I was thinking in my mind, and looking at their side, it was really not good enough. Even with Chen Fang's timely help, they might still lose this game.

"Bang!" A loud noise interrupted Wang Yuan's thoughts. He looked up and saw a young man wearing a black jersey with the number 5 falling from the basket.

It’s difficult. Now I can only hope that the director won’t come.

"Come here!" Wang Yuan still planned to explain the situation first and make his attitude correct.

The players gathered around, and Wang Yuan began to speak: "The opponent's level is very high, everyone has seen it, we must do a good job of defense, and see the composition in the first quarter."

Then Wang Yuan began to arrange the starting lineup, and when it came to the point guard, the decision was made.

"Old Qian, you fight first."

"Okay!" Qian Lin nodded happily.

Chen Fang was not surprised. He had guessed Wang Yuan's intention. Sure enough, after everyone left, Wang Yuan said, "Don't be anxious yet. Take a look at the other party's characteristics so that you can target them."

"I know, uncle, don't worry."

"When playing a game, you have to call out your positions." Wang Yuan glared.

"Got it, coach." The change was very natural.

"Ha, you are so smart. Do your best in the exam and come back to study politics and law." Wang Yuan liked her more and more the more he looked at her. It was a pity that he had no son, only a daughter. It was such a pity.

"Do you want to fight with a gun?" Chen Fang responded in a very childish manner.

"Haha!" Wang Yuan couldn't help but burst into laughter.

While they were chatting and laughing, the referee came in. First, there was a handshake between the two sides. Chen Fang also walked in. Since everyone was taller than him, he didn't look up. He just glanced around, shook hands with everyone, and ran back to the bench.

"You are the shortest in the audience. Are you confident?" Wang Yuan asked half-seriously.

"Small problem." Chen Fang acted as if nothing had happened. Short people have their own playing styles. Once on the court, he had to score points no matter what. If he didn't have this confidence, he wouldn't have volunteered to play street ball.

"Beep!" A whistle sounded, the referee stood in the center, and the two linesmen, one in the front court and one in the back court, looked at him with sharp eyes.

The two sides gathered in the center circle, fighting each other. The friendly match between politics and law and education and sports was about to begin.

"Beep!" With a short whistle, the basketball was thrown into the referee's hands.

The jump ball players from both teams jumped up, and the No. 6 player of the Sports Department got the basketball first.

No. 5, who had been preparing for a long time, jumped up, grabbed the basketball in his arms, and rushed forward as soon as he landed.

He is fast, has big steps, is very agile, and can dribble very low. He is clearly in the back row, but in the blink of an eye he rushes to the front, and as soon as he enters the three-point line, he passes the ball and makes a layup, carrying a red-clad political and legal team member and lifting the basket into the basket.

"Good shot!" About forty or fifty people came from the sports and education department. When they saw the score, they immediately cheered loudly.

Wang Yuan's expression froze. An expert would tell whether there was any problem or not.

This No. 5 looks professional and very powerful.

Chen Fang narrowed his eyes. To be honest, it was useless for him to go up. The man was at least 190cm tall, fast and strong, and difficult to defend against.

But I was mentally prepared. This is how people who like baseball are. I don’t know who will come first between me and the master tomorrow.

All you have to do is maintain your composure and bring your abilities to the fullest.

Many people don’t know that baseball players spend every day on the journey of surpassing themselves.

The situation on the court was deteriorating rapidly. The players No. 5 and No. 6 of the sports team were unexpectedly fierce. No. 6 was unstoppable in the interior, and No. 5 was like a human cannon on the outside. Before the first quarter of ten minutes was even half over, they were already being beaten.

Politics and Law 4:14 Education.

10 points behind.

Wang Yuan was about to call a pause when he saw a group of people coming in from the entrance. It was the director who had arrived late, followed by a group of family members and children. There were about thirty or forty people in total.

He thought to himself that something was wrong and immediately went to meet him.

The director's smiling face drooped when he saw the score.

"This score, hey, I'll go tell the old secretary right away." A pale-faced scholar stood next to him. He was the director of the Education and Sports Bureau.

"Director Huang, this is just the beginning." The director shot back. The two of them said goodbye with a fake smile. Looking at Wang Yuan who was coming over, the director sighed: "What's going on?"

Wang Yuan explained the situation, and the director was helpless. Suddenly, he remembered something and asked, "Don't we have an external aid?"

"I came, but I didn't play."

"Let him play. I believe in your professional basketball vision."

"Okay!" Wang Yuan, who was ordered by the director, gritted his teeth and stopped talking to the director. He turned around and went back to the bench.

He grabbed Chen Fang and asked, "Is this okay?"

Chen Fang raised his eyebrows, looked at Wang Yuan's expectant eyes, and answered without hesitation: "Okay!"

"Timeout, substitution." Wang Yuan shouted, he had to take a gamble.

(End of this chapter)