Chapter 187 - Little Windmill

Yu City, City Gymnasium.

In the locker room of Chen Qiao No. 9 Middle School, the players were preparing, and the outside voice was loud and noisy, and they even heard a huge boo, like a tsunami.

"It seems that the people from Yuyang Seventh Middle School have already appeared."

"Just listen to this voice. I just heard Zhang Yue say that there are so many fans here today, and the stadium is almost too crowded to sit down. It's all our fans, think about it, booing Yuyang Seventh Middle School together, this boo's How loud will it be?"

"The louder the boo's right now, the louder the cheers will be when we come out, I can't wait."

Several players spoke, and it was hard to hide their excitement.

This is the Southern District Finals. The significance is self-evident. Everyone has expectations and excitement in their hearts, but at the same time, there is also a hint of tension.

"Crack!"

The door opened, coach Song Yuan came in, and a group of players stood up together.

Song Yuan clapped his hands and said: "Boys, it's time for us to play. Has the outside voice arrived? Those are our fans, we are students of Chen Qiao Jiu Middle School. We represent not only ourselves, but also the whole Chen Qiao Jiu Middle School. Not just our expectations but even the expectations of the entire Yucheng fans. So, give me a good fight and go all out to win this game. You are the heroes of Chen Qiao No. 9 Middle School."

"Well, win this game."

"For the Ninth Middle School, for all those who support us."

"Go all out, you can only win without losing!"

The crowd roared in unison.

Song Yuan was very satisfied. He laughed and said, "Go."

A group of players followed the coach Song Yuan.

"Kong Yi." Zhang Yue shouted at the end: "You wait a minute."

A 17 or 18-year-old young man stood still. The team's main small forward, Kong Yi, was tall, handsome, and a little shy. He looked at the coach and teammates in front of him uncomfortably, but still stopped and said, "Zhang Yue, what can I say after the game is over?"

"No, I'm going to say it now." Zhang Yue shook his head, biting his lip and said: "Kong Yi, do you like me or not? You can tell me clearly. I have been waiting for you for two years. You always said that you just want to focus on basketball and chase the championship. I can't wait."

Kong Yi was shocked.

Two years ago, when Kong Yi first joined the team, he noticed this beautiful senior, the leader of the female basketball team. At that time, he was still a freshman in high school, and Zhang Yue took good care of him.

Later, he gradually realized Zhang Yue treated him differently from others.

One day, Zhang Yue stopped him and confessed to him.

At that time, Kong Yi was completely stunned. Although there were some guesses in his heart, when Zhang Yue confessed to him, he still felt at a loss.

At that time, he did not agree, but told Zhang Yue that he was only a freshman and didn't want to fall in love. He just wanted to practice basketball and strive to reach the Chongqing city finals and win the Chongqing city championship.

Zhang Yue accepted it, reluctantly.

That year, they successfully reached the Chongqing City finals and won the Chongqing City championship, but they stopped at the group stage in the North and South Divisional competitions and failed to qualify for the group.

When the Southern Division group match ended, Zhang Yue confessed to Kong Yi again, but Kong Yi still did not agree. He told Zhang Yue that he was unwilling to lose this season. He hoped to focus on basketball and join his teammates to make a comeback in the coming year. Get out of the group and strive to reach the Southern Finals.

Today, the Southern Division Finals are just around the corner.

Zhang Yue wanted to wait until the Southern Division finals were over, but she couldn't hold back in the end. She couldn't wait. She was already in her third year of high school this year and was about to graduate.

"Zhang Yue." Kong Yi raised his head and said: "I know what you want, but the southern finals are right in front of me. Can we talk about it after this game is over?"

"Heh..." Zhang Yue smiled miserably, tears falling.

Still perfunctory?

Zhang Yue didn't say anything. He walked past Kong Yi. Kong Yi turned around and stretched out his hand to hold her, but he didn't hold it. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak...

"Kong Yi, what are you doing?"

At this moment, the teammate's urging sound came, "Hurry up."

"Oh." Kong Yi replied, looking at Zhang Yue's back, he didn't know what it was like.

...

"Chen Qiao Nine High School will win, Chen Qiao Nine High School must win!"

"Unbeaten in the Ninth Middle School!"

"Wang Shengquan, Wang Shengquan..."

"Kong Yi..."

When the Chen Qiao No. 9 Middle School players walked out of the player channel, the entire arena immediately rang out with huge cheers and shouts. People shouting the names of the players and applause all gathered together, becoming a torrent, and the momentum of the home court reached a level. At the top, the players in Yuyang Seventh Middle School couldn't help but change their expressions slightly.

A group of Chen Qiao No. 9 Middle School players came with sharp eyes and looked at the Yuyang Seventh Middle School players with a forceful aura.

"The momentum is amazing." Zhao Xuebing was a little nervous.

"So what?" Yuan Xiaogang curled his lips and said: "This is not a fight. Whoever has the most momentum will have the upper hand? This is a game, and there is a real chapter on the field."

"that is..."

Although he said so, this kind of momentum still caused a lot of psychological impact on the players of Yuyang Seventh Middle School.

After a while, the clamor fell silent.

Players from both sides came on the court to warm up. Chen Qiao No. 9 Middle School seemed to be declaring that this was their home court. Only one player grabbed the basketball and ran for two steps, rushing into the inside and jumping up was a two-handed dunk.

"Roar..."

This dunk made the audience's hustle and bustle that had just gone quiet.

At Yuyang Seventh Middle School, everyone's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

"Huh, the game hasn't started yet, they dunk."

"This is to give us a bit of power."

The players' faces were gloomy, Yuan Xiaogang pushed Jiang Feng and said: "Jiang Feng, you also dunk one, let them take a good look at what is a dunk."

"Yes." Wang Chengyu also agreed, "Jiang Feng, dunk one, make a great one, don't allow us to lose the aura of our Yuyang Seventh Middle School."

Jiang Feng hadn't moved yet, but saw a figure suddenly start from the three-point line.

Yuan Xiaogang and Wang Chengyu were taken aback, a little surprised. They didn't expect it to be Qin Hao. In the past, Qin Hao was very low-key and thought this behavior was meaningless.

But today...

"Look."

"What does the kid want to do?"

In the audience, the fans also noticed Qin Hao.

I saw Qin Hao start from the three-point line, very fast, and rushed into the free throw line in a blink of an eye, that is, stepping into the free throw line one meter, he suddenly jumped up, grabbed the basketball with his right hand, and jumped into the air. Like a bird, they can't see the slightest reluctance.

Qin Hao hugged the ball and flew to the basket. He suddenly moved his arms in the air, grabbed the basketball's right hand and crossed a small circle. He also got to the front of the basket and smashed the basketball towards the basket.

"Boom…!"

There was a loud noise.

hiss!

There was a sound of sucking air-conditioning in the audience.

This turned out to be a small windmill slam dunk. No one expected Qin Hao to make such a slam dunk. How tall he is, less than 1.9 meters, it was too shocking.