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Basketball Myth

An accident brought a talented basketball player basketball career to an abrupt end, but when he woke up that day, he found that he was fifteen years old. Qin Hao, who is starting all over again, has greater ambitions. This time he not only wants to become an NBA player, but also to become a basketball myth, a super guard! (A new generation of speed king, terrifying scoring machine, court magician, hoop finisher, orient whirlwind sweeping the NBA… he is Qin Hao!) Disclaimer: This is a translation and I do not Own the Work.

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Chapter 203 - Capital

A few days later, Yuyang Seventh Middle School rushed to the capital.

The national finals will be played in Beijing. According to the finals system, there will be a total of three games, and the team that wins two games will win the championship.

Of course, if a team wins two games in a row, they won't need to play the third game in the end and they will directly win the championship.

It doesn't matter if the match is at home or away in the capital because it is not at home for both sides, but the capital is too far away, and it takes a few days to finish the match, and the longest will last a week, so Yuyang's Seventh Middle School cheerleaders, as well as the students of Yuyang Seventh Middle School, and the fans who support Yuyang Seventh Middle School have no choice but to go to the capital to cheer for Yuyang Seventh Middle School.

Qin Hao's parents planned to go to the capital to cheer for Qin Hao, but Qin Hao stopped them.

When they arrived in Beijing, they just rushed to the hotel, but they happened to ran into a group of people.

"That's... from Yunzhou No. 1 Middle School."

"Well, it's them, what a coincidence."

The players of Yuyang Seventh Middle School stopped and looked not far away.

A group of young people also stopped. It was the players from Yunzhou No. 1 Middle School, Jiang Chengjie, Yuan Fang and others. They also discovered the players of Yuyang. The two sides looked at each other at a distance of more than ten meters.

Jiang Chengjie's gaze swept over the Yuyang Seventh Middle players and finally fell on Qin Hao, smiling and nodding at Qin Hao.

Qin Hao also nodded as a response.

"Let's go." Jiang Chengjie shouted, without coming over to say hello to everyone in Yuyang Seventh Middle School, and took the Yunzhou No. 1 Middle School players into the hotel.

"Let's go too." Qin Hao said.

The two sides didn't communicate, they just stared at each other from a distance, but both could feel the hostility and the fighting spirit in the air.

Even if Qin Hao and Jiang Chengjie seem to be friendly, they actually have the meaning of "being courtesy first, then soldiers". After the game, they are the enemy!

Since the hotel is arranged by the organizer, the two teams live in the same hotel, but the organizer also considered it and did not arrange it on the same floor.

It's just that the organizers didn't expect that the two teams would arrive at the same time by such a coincidence.

Enter the hotel room.

The faces of the players in Yunzhou No. 1 Middle School became gloomy, and the organization guard Chang Yue sneered and said, "Looking at the eyes of the players in Yuyang Seventh Middle School, it's very murderous."

"What is it, isn't it just a dark horse? They will know why the flowers are so red when the game arrives tomorrow."

"that is."

Several players spoke one after another.

After all, outside the hotel just now, under the crowds, the two sides just stared at each other from a distance, and their eyes met. Now you don't have to control your emotions when you are in the room.

A group of players said, suddenly remembering that Yuan Fang hadn't spoken. Power forward Ye Ming rolled his eyes and shouted narrowly: "Yuan Fang, what do you think?"

Here he comes again.

Yuan Fang couldn't laugh or cry, and said: "Can you stop using this sentence? I am Yuan Chonghuan's Yuan, not Yuan Fang's Yuan. Besides, you are not Master Di."

"Haha..." Everyone laughed suddenly.

Jiang Chengjie also couldn't help himself, and deliberately scolded Ye Ming and others with a straight face, "Okay, don't always make fun of Yuan Fang, take a good rest, adjust your state, and play well tomorrow, Yuyang Seventh Middle School is not weak."

"Um."

"Oh."

Everyone immediately settled down.

Jiang Chengjie shook his head and laughed. He sat next to Yuan Fang and asked, "Tomorrow is the finals. How about it? Are you nervous?"

"How is it possible." Yuan Fang smiled and said proudly: "I am born with a big heart. The more I get to this time, the less nervous I am. I think it is Yuyang Seventh Middle School who should be nervous."

"Hehe, you can't take it lightly. Yuyang Seventh Middle School can win the Southern Division Championship, so the strength should not be underestimated." Jiang Chengjie said earnestly.

Although Yuan Fang is only a freshman, he has known them for more than a year.

That's because Yuan Fang and Yuan Shaohua, the coach of Yunzhou No. 1 Middle School, are uncles and nephews. Yuan Shaohua has been trained by Yuan Shaohua since he was a child. In addition, he has outstanding talent.

It was also because of this uncle and nephew that Yuan Fang came to Yunzhou No. 1 Middle School directly after graduating from junior high school, and quickly integrated into the team, becoming a trump card of Yunzhou No. 1 Middle School.

The players of Yunzhou No. 1 Middle School also liked this junior and took good care of him. They just like to joke "What do you think of Yuan Fang" all the time.

Yuan Fang smiled and said: "Captain, don't worry, with you and me, we will definitely be able to beat Yuyang Seventh Middle School and win the championship."

Jiang Chengjie corrected: "It's not you and me, but you and me, as well as Ye Ming, Chang Yue, Luo Ju, Zhang Fan...and everyone on the team. The team can go to this day and win Winning the North Division championship and reaching the national finals is by no means a single person."

"Oh, I remembered it." Yuan Fang made a fuss and laughed.

At this moment, the door of the room was pushed open.

A group of people looked together, and then all stood up.

"coach."

"Coach, you are here."

A tall middle-aged man in his forties walked in. It was Yuan Shaohua, the coach of Yunzhou No. 1 Middle School.

Yuan Shaohua waved his hand and said, "Tomorrow is the finals, with 3 matches and 2 wins. Tomorrow is the first game. It is very important. We must win this game and seize the opportunity, understand?"

"clear."

"Don't worry."

Everyone responded one after another.

Yuan Shaohua nodded: "Well, everyone should rest early and get enough energy to cope with tomorrow's game." After that, he looked at Yuan Fang and said, "Yuan Fang, won't you go back to your room?"

Yuan Fang smiled: "Uncle..."

"Call the coach."

"Oh, coach." Yuan Fang couldn't help being wronged. The old man was very gentle with everyone, but he was so strict with me.

Looking at his nephew, Yuan Shaohua is actually very pleased. Yuan Fang is very talented. He has been training with him since he was a child. If he were not the coach of Yunzhou No. 1 Middle School and Jiang Chengjie in the team, only Yuan Fang would be able to carry them. After completing the last piece of the winning puzzle, he will not bring his nephew to Yunzhou No. 1 Middle School but will send him to the youth team.

Being strict with Yuan Fang is actually because he cares too much about Yuan Fang.

However, Yuan Shaohua's tone turned to be gentle after all it was his nephew: "Go back to your room and rest and play hard tomorrow."

It's rare for the old uncle to speak to himself in such a gentle tone. Yuan Fang suddenly felt a little fluttering. He grinned and said, "Uncle, oh no, coach, are there any rewards for winning?"

"What reward do you want?"

"Last time we went shopping, I liked the game console I saw in King Lai Department Store. Uncle, if you win the game..."

Snapped!

Before Yuan Fang finished speaking, Yuan Shaohua slapped him on the back of his head, and said with a black face: "How old are you, and you return the game console. Believe it or not, I will let your dad deduct your three months of pocket money?"

"Ah!" Yuan Fang was terrified, deducting one month's pocket money would be too cold, what more is three months, immediately changed his words: "No more, no game consoles, make sure to play well."

"Humph." Yuan Shaohua walked away.

When he left, the room burst into laughter.