Rekindling the dream of becoming a star

Chapter 68: Give It All to Get You
"Control him! Strangle him to death! Wan Manlou, move closer and fight him."

"Yu Haisheng, don't you know how to make up for it? Who else in Dongsheng can score? Let them all go!"

"Everyone, remember, strangle number 21!"

Dai Ting held the tactical board and yelled at the players.

"Increase the intensity. If you go too far, you will be called for a foul. What are you afraid of? Do you still want to play?" After saying that, he smashed the tactical board.

The coach's aura overwhelmed everyone, and they all lowered their heads and drank water in silence.

beep!
The timeout is up.

Taihu came back on the court and the attack became fierce. Liu Feng was caught off guard and was knocked away by Zeng Peng, allowing him to score easily.

Chen Fang had the ball and Wan Manlou came up to him. Chen Fang did not choose to confront him. He expected that his opponent would give him more strength, so he passed the ball. If you keep bothering me, I will let you know what it means to be the Hundred Flowers Award winner on a baseball field.

After giving it to Yue Gang, Chen Fang went to the bottom corner. Wan Manlou did not let him go, but followed him and put one hand on his waist.

Chen Fang tried to push him away with his hands, but he was at a disadvantage, so he used his waist strength, and with a twist, the two of them hugged each other.

"Beep!" Referee Zhou Guo called a defensive foul on Wan Manlou.

"TMD!" Dai Ting was very unhappy. I don't know whether he was blaming the referee for making a fuss or scolding Wan Manlou for his brainless defense.

In fact, if he had come himself, he would have been praised just the same.

Serve the ball from the sideline.

Chen Fang passed the ball to Kou Feng, then passed it to him and accelerated along the top of the arc towards the left wing.

Kou Feng also delayed Wan Manlou who was chasing after him. At this time, remembering the coach's instructions, Yu Haisheng, who was defending Kou Feng, immediately stepped up.

However, Chen Fang turned around and looked at the moon, then passed the ball back to Kou Feng at the top of the arc.

Kou Feng took the ball, dribbled one step inside, jumped up and shot.

The ball missed the target and Taihu grabbed the rebound.

Dongsheng quickly retreated. Wan Manlou, as the point guard, high-fived to signal the pass, but he saw Zeng Peng, who had just passed the ball, had a change of expression on his face and realized something was wrong.

A red figure rushed out from the side and intercepted the ball.

Chen Fang stole the ball without stopping, and quickly looked left and right at the positions of his teammates. Finding that no one was following him, he decisively attacked the basket.

At this moment, all five players of Taihu were still in their own court, with three of them standing inside. The moment Chen Fang stole the ball, he was surrounded by five people.

He changed hands and direction while walking, dodged the oncoming Qiao Du, and then changed direction again to mislead, freezing Yu Haisheng one meter behind Qiao Du. Behind him, Wan Manlou had already touched his back with his hand.

But Chen Fang didn't care and continued to drive towards the basket.

Zeng Peng was very calm after making a pass error. He realized that No. 21 was going to attack the basket, so he gave up moving and instead stood in the penalty area with his arms open, waiting for Chen Fang to throw himself into his arms.

There is a mountain in front and an arrow behind. Less than a second is not enough time for people to think carefully. Chen Fang suddenly passed the ball, took an extreme European step, shook off the wooden stake Zeng Peng, and with the last step jumped up on one foot, raised the ball and sent it towards the backboard.

Wan Manlou, who was chasing closely behind him, went crazy and hugged Chen Fang without caring about anything.

beep!
With a sharp whistle, Chen Fang hooked the ball towards the basket based on his feeling before landing.

Both of them lost their balance and fell to the ground. They looked up at the basket and saw the basketball bounce twice before finally falling in. Chen Fang finally lay flat on the floor, gasping for breath.

"One against five at the most!" Everyone shouted. The Dongsheng cheering group waved their hands and clapped their hands wildly. The cheerleaders behind the basketball hoop also threw away their girlish shyness and screamed continuously.

There is no doubt that the strength of No. 21 constantly refreshes the perception of the spectators.

This kind of continuous change of direction, the dribbling skills are reasonable and smooth, and the final European step is the finishing touch. As for the 2+1, we can only admire his luck and tenacity.

"It seems that there is really no such person in our team." Qu Zhonghua had to admit.

This No. 21 Chen Fang seems to have all the skills maxed out. Except for his height, he has everything and he is very good at it.

In a game, you can dribble past one person, and then dribble past another person based on training, but if there is a helper defender, you are basically done for.

Because the third and fourth ones are so close that you can't react at all.

After the third one, the fourth one can only rely on instinct.

A powerful instinctive reaction, a muscle stress measure that responds faster than the brain nerves.

What is talent? This is talent!

Pulled up by his teammates, Chen Fang stood at the free throw line, looking at the three Taihu players standing next to him like goal gods. He didn't smile, but stretched his muscles.

A steady penalty.

On the way of retreat, Wan Manlou followed him with a dark face.

Chen Fang suddenly said: "If you let me score again, you will be eliminated."

Wan Manlou said nothing, but his eyes were wide open.

Lake Tay Attack.

Their positioning was very rigid, but they were able to restrain Dongsheng. The height difference made it almost impossible for them to pass the ball. Now all that was left was whether they could make the shot.

Seeing this scene, Qu Zhonghua couldn't help but criticize: "Is this Shandong's youth training team? With such a rigid stance, they can't score a single goal when encountering players of similar height."

"This is from the Sports Bureau. The one from the club is better." Jin Yuan explained.

"It's delayed." Qu Zhonghua said dissatisfiedly.

“There are bad coaches in every province. Don’t expect the coaches in the Sports Bureau to be any better. Those in the system have neither the time to learn new concepts nor the funds to study abroad, so they all use the old ideas to train players.” Jin Yuan was aware of this.

"Alas, professionalization means completely breaking away from the system. Doing these things will waste time on young people." Qu Zhonghua sighed.

"Yes, then don't let the 21st be delayed." Jin Yuan deliberately changed the topic.

Qu Zhonghua remained silent. There were several promising defenders in the team, and all of them had been trained in the system for a long time under Dongguan's philosophy.

Strictly speaking, the style of No. 21 is in conflict with that of the club, but he does have great talent, so it becomes very contradictory.

"Why doesn't he want to go to the provinces?"

"The reason is that he doesn't want to be too far away from his parents."

This is a difficult problem to solve. It is very difficult to convince your parents to leave unless they are willing to go.

"What do his parents do?"

"They are all in public institutions. It's impossible for them to leave."

I'm afraid of a seedling with this kind of conditions, neither too high nor too low, with no worries about food and clothing, it will be difficult for you to attract him.

Qu Zhonghua stopped asking. While they were chatting, the two sides played a few rounds. No. 21 switched from the main attacker to the passer. He attracted the defensive firepower and kept passing the ball.

Unfortunately, the teammates’ shooting percentage was not good and Taihu’s score was increasing.

Chen Fang dribbled away from Wan Manlou, but was quickly blocked by a second person. Before being blocked, he passed the ball to Xue Chong, who made a jump shot.

"Finally a goal." Seeing No. 21 get an assist, several groups of people in the stands sighed.

"My teammates are a little bit behind, otherwise we would be leading by double digits now." Shandong's Liu Chaoxian said to his assistant.

"Yes, but the youth training team of the Sports Bureau." The assistant stopped talking halfway.

Liu Chaoxian certainly understood what the assistant meant and smiled: "The Sports Bureau has the obligation to produce blood for us, but the quality of this blood is a bit poor."

"Fortunately, it's still us who make the decision whether to accept it or not," said the assistant.

"There are still a few promising players, but they play too rigidly." Liu Chaoxian was also a player and became a youth training coach after retiring. He could tell the truth from the false at a glance and knew that it was the coaches who were suppressing the players' tempers.

This is understandable, because if you want to enter the profession, the first thing is to instill obedience and not act according to your temper. The next step is to teach students in accordance with their aptitude and enlighten them one by one.

Time passed quickly in the first quarter, and the two teams had passed the stage of getting to know each other, and both offense and defense gradually got into the rhythm.

Taihu is determined to play in the interior, while Dongsheng has No. 21 controlling the rhythm and distributing the ball.

The hit rate of both teams was not high. Except for Chen Fang's outburst at the beginning, the score was now rising with difficulty.

Just when everyone thought that the first quarter was about over and the two sides were going to end in a tie, Chen Fang suddenly became excited again.

Dribbing along the three-point line, Taihu was used to his rhythm of passing the ball after the pick-and-roll. When Kou Feng covered for him, Yu Haisheng, who was defending, was half a beat slow.

Chen Fang seized this opportunity and decisively shot a three-pointer.

The ball went into the net, instantly widening the score gap to 5 points.

18: 13.

Immediately afterwards, Dongsheng's defense suddenly changed from 32 zone defense to 131, the penalty area was tightened, three people double-teamed Zeng Peng, and Chen Fang even cut the ball from his hands.

After getting the ball, Chen Fang accelerated suddenly, which immediately made Taihu realize that this guy was as fast as a horse.

The three of them chased and surrounded the player, but Chen Fang made a large-scale diagonal run that attracted them all to the right wing. When Chen Fang threw the ball to the middle, the three Taihu players woke up from their dreams and realized they had been tricked.

Xue Chong received the ball without dribbling and scored a layup directly.

20: 13.

Taihu was a little panicked, looking at the last 40 seconds left, and wanted to control the game, but Dongsheng suddenly pressed forward and pressed the whole court. The ball could not be served, so a five-second serve was forced.

Dai Ting on the sidelines was so angry that he kept yelling, but how could he waste the timeout at this time? He could only watch the players adjust themselves.

They must have practiced breaking the tight press, as Taihu quickly found a solution. The center served the ball, and three players formed a triangle. Through off-ball screens, Wan Manlou ran into the open space and received the ball at the baseline.

But then comes the difficult 8 seconds in the first half.

Dongsheng practiced pressing the most. Two people would block the defense, while one would cut the shortest passing route, forcing the opponent to make a long pass over a large area.

Sure enough, Wan Manlou wanted to pass the ball to Yu Haisheng who was closest to him, but found that it might be intercepted. However, the ball was already dead, so he panicked and jumped up to look for his teammates in the frontcourt.

Seeing Yuan Mao in the center circle, he immediately threw the ball high over.

"Oh no, the pass is too high. I'm going to make a mistake!" As soon as he made the move, Wan Manlou knew something was wrong.

The ball was flying very high. Yuan Mao reacted and jumped up with all his strength to catch it.

"Behind!" someone shouted, it seemed to be Zeng Peng, but Yuan Mao had already jumped up and could no longer change his form.

A red figure flashed out from Yuan Mao's peripheral vision and leaped over his head like an eagle at an even faster speed.

"Oh shit!" Only those who were right near the center circle felt the strongest visual impact.

Chen Fang, who is 177cm tall, surpassed Yuan Mao, who is 201cm tall, by using a jumping defense and raising his right hand high.

Both of them raised their right hands, one held it straight up, the other stretched it forward.

The scene was so shocking that people who saw it widened their eyes and stood up involuntarily.

UI.

What is the most important physical fitness?

Bullet speed!
So what if I'm short, so what if my arm span isn't as long as yours, I'll soar into the sky like a cannonball, and you can only look up at me.

Chen Fang didn't know how high he had jumped this time, but he felt that it should be his best result. The only thing in his eyes was the flying basketball, and he didn't consider anything else.

No one knows how high Wan Manlou, who is 188cm tall, jumped and threw the ball.

But Chen Fang intercepted it.

Chen Fang fell forward and threw the ball to the ground almost the moment he landed. Because of the huge inertia, he was afraid of being called for traveling.

He staggered when he landed, but Chen Fang kept his balance. The ball bounced high in front of his face. He reached out his hand and the ball touched his palm. He suddenly felt a sense of connection between flesh and blood.

I have the lofty ambition of "It doesn't matter if I have thousands of troops and horses, I am enough alone".

With a change of direction, he broke through the oncoming Qiao Du, while Wan Manlou had already pounced on him from the side.

He half turned and pulled the ball, passing by Wan Manlou. Chen Fang saw Kou Feng's running route, and the ball didn't fit his hands, so he cut down with one hand and threw the basketball out like a javelin.

The basketball led the running Kou Feng to the side line of the restricted area under the basket. The latter received the ball, jumped up, and dunked it with both hands in one go.

"This kind of vision is like opening the third eye!"

Only the professionals in the stands felt the terror.

Facing a double-team, No. 21 still had the vision to observe the movement of his teammates and made an early pass to the opponent. His reaction speed and passing skills surprised the coaches far more than when he jumped over Yuan Mao, who was 201cm tall.

Because physical talent is important, but some things are even rarer to be born with.

That is lightning-fast decisiveness.

Opportunities on the field are fleeting. It’s useless even if you think of it with your brain but your body can’t react in time.

Having brains and reactions is not enough if you don’t have skills.

Only when all three are missing can it be called a top-grade talent.

This is a grace given by God.

Taihu was very smart and started quickly, advancing to the frontcourt before Dongsheng could react. However, their rigid thinking made them ignore Dongsheng's undefended half and instead used up the offensive time.

Several coaches in the stands shook their heads, but there was no way they could say it was wrong.

There were only 28 seconds left in the first quarter. Taihu used up its 24-second offensive time until the last 7 seconds before starting to move. After passing through the screen of his teammates, Wan Manlou passed the ball to Yuan Mao, who made a jump shot.

Some people think that Taihu’s playing style is simple. Shouldn’t a professional youth training team have rules?

In fact, this is not the case. Youth training teams are even more dependent on the players.

Having height but not playing with it, and trying to play complicated combinations, is a sign of having a weak brain.

Without any special instructions from the coach, we just play as simply as possible.

The basketball hit the front frame and bounced out and was caught by Liu Feng.

Chen Fang had already come to his side, reached out to take the ball, and looked at the final time.

8 seconds left.

Chen Fang dribbled the ball across half court and waved to his teammates to quickly move forward and get into position.

Look up again, for the last 5 seconds.

Chen Fang accelerated, mobilizing Wan Manlou to follow him, and suddenly dribbled with his back, switched the ball to his left hand, took an inside step to force his way past Wan Manlou, and followed with a jump step, arriving half a meter outside the three-point line at the top of the arc.

Chen Fang jumped up as soon as he touched the ground and lifted the ball over his forehead.

The next second, two black figures completely covered the front, blocking the view of the basket.

They are Yuan Mao and Yu Haisheng.

They abandoned their defenders because they knew very well that even passing the ball would be useless in the final seconds.

Their professional ethics allow them to keep a clear head at this time.

They have one purpose.

Block this number 21.

Two ghosts knocked on the door, both of them raised their right hands and fanned towards Chen Fang.

This was something Chen Fang could not have predicted. He jumped first and his opponent jumped later, so he completely lost the initiative.

But Chen Fang, who was playing with murderous intent, had reached a state of half man, half god. He did not want to be blocked, and even wanted to make the shot, so he pulled the ball back to his chest, and then stretched his feet one forward and one backward, as if he was struggling, but he managed to stay in the air longer.

So Qiao Du and Yu Haisheng were horrified to find that when they fell forward, No. 21 was still in the air.

The basket appeared in Chen Fang's field of vision again. Without any time to waste, Chen Fang used his remaining shooting instinct to push the ball out from his chest.

The basketball drew a slight arc and flew towards the basket. At the same time, the buzzer indicating the end of time in the first quarter sounded shrilly.

Chen Fang landed almost in a half-squatting position and maintained this position, with his hands hanging naturally, staring at the basketball.

"when!"

The basketball hit the back edge of the basket and bounced in as he wished.

"Wow!" Chen Fang was excited. It was so cool to score a goal like this.

He slowly stood up and roared to the sky.

The whole stadium was in an uproar, and everyone applauded. This shot in the last seconds, and a three-pointer with a pull-up bar, was simply a magical shot.

Looking at his teammates who jumped up and were even more excited than him, Chen Fang pressed his hands down, as if to say.

Everyone, calm down and don't lose your composure.

But the next second, Chen Fang was surrounded by everyone. Seven or eight hands were groping him frantically on his head, chest, and back, and even began to spread their touch to his lower body.

"Damn it, calm down and stop touching me!"

Chen Fang screamed in horror.

Looking at No. 21 being carried back to the bench by his teammates, the heads of the six clubs who came to the scene to watch the game all picked up the phone decisively.

In just one section, Chen Fang completely conquered them.

If Team Chen's previous performance could be attributed to the amateur nature of their opponents, now they are a serious U16 youth training team with similar ages. So, what is there to hesitate about?

Give it your all, just one word.

Rush!
If they take the No. 21 number, the club won’t have to worry about the defender position for the next fifteen years.

Qu Zhonghua took out his cell phone and said to Jin Yuan with a wry smile: "Brother, you really gave me a difficult problem. I have to rob it if I don't want to."

"If you manage to grab it, you have to thank me." Jin Yuan laughed.

　I forgot to state one thing, it's very serious.

　　This story is purely fictional. The names of people, objects and events that appear are all imaginary. Any coincidence with reality is purely coincidental.

　　In addition, I wrote the book just for fun and it does not involve current politics. Please do not make any associations.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)