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Mu Yang, who warmed up in the infirmary yesterday, was full of vitality and quickly followed the coach to the gymnasium to compete.

As the saying goes, good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.

There is nothing wrong with this statement.

Especially in this one-third of an acre, it spreads rapidly.

The audience probably knows the state of the total Wugao basketball team.

This kind of team that has to pick its feet has nothing to look at, and it is better to have this idle time than to play one more game.

So there were very few people who came to watch.

Except for the aunt who is in charge of cleaning, there are only a few scattered people.

Even if there are audiences, they are not here to cheer them on, but most likely to come to have fun.

After all, it's rare for a team to keep a clean sheet.

You have to see it.

Counting the addition of Muyang and Hayato Hayama, one person will be drawn from the bench to make up five starters.

There are only two substitutes left to guard the water dispenser.

Seeing that his subordinates were just like this, the corners of the coach's mouth twitched, he sat on the bench with a cold face and hugged his chest, and closed his eyes without saying a word.

As long as I can't see others, others can't see me.

After all the calculations, I didn't expect to be asked to participate in the competition.

Isn't that what he is guilty of?

The coach who led the team showed a gap in the corner of his eyes and glanced at several listless players.

His idea was simple, let these two laymen go up and play around, and then they could be replaced and left for work.

Hayato's expression was not very good, but he could see it completely at this point.

Hiratsuka Shizune gave him a very troublesome task.

Fortunately, he didn't care too much, it just depends on what Mu Yang thinks.

Worried that Mu Yang had complaints in his heart, he hurried up to comfort him.

How do you know that Mu Yang was not in a low mood at all, but was excited.

Looking at his eagerness, it seems that he wants to fight nine at a time.

There are obviously five people on the other side, and there are four who are.

Sweeping over the five people opposite, Hayato was puzzled.

The two starters who stayed behind are old-timers, so they will naturally take care of their juniors.

Seeing Muyang's high morale, he smiled.

The two strong men with a height of about 1.9 meters said calmly: "You can rest assured to shoot, and we have the rebound." "

After paying tribute to an unknown institution, I came to the jumping ball stage.

Maybe it was because of the infection of the juniors, but he actually won.

After Muyang picked up the ball, he slowly advanced to the frontcourt.

The point guard who was staring at Mu Yang frowned and watched Mu Yang's movements.

The movements are obviously not skillful, but they are very stable.

It's weird.

glanced vaguely at the other party's bench with his peripheral vision, and his heart was clear.

It seems that this game is really as the coach said, even if you play with your eyes closed, you can win.

Thinking like this, I didn't take it too seriously.

What's more, you can see that it is a newcomer at a glance, so it is better to give him a face and vote casually.

Mu Yang was furious when he saw the opponent suddenly retreat to the free throw line.

He thought about it, ran over the other party and rushed in to try how much power he should control.

The result was good, the opposite side was not defended at all, and it was obvious that they looked down on him.

Gotta shoot one.

I saw Mu Yang make a shooting move, and it was three points.

The defenders who retreated to the free throw line were stunned and immediately wanted to go up and interfere.

It's just that when he saw Mu Yang's awkward shooting posture, his mouth swelled and he almost laughed.

"Rebound!"

he knew it was a fake, and he

reminded him back.

"Understood. The

two seniors who were stuck outside looked up at the basketball that was about to smash the frame, and were a little speechless.

Fortunately, three-point shots generally bounce far, even if they don't grab the position well, they still have a chance to get their hands.

Otherwise, the cow that has just been blown out must not fall to the ground immediately, which is too embarrassing.

Brush!

Shoot with a very positive trajectory, and the basketball brush net falls.

Because it happened so naturally, the Nets didn't make any waves.

If it weren't for the few pairs of eyes staring at the basketball at the bottom, I would have thought it was a second thing.

It wasn't until the crisp sound of the basketball hitting the ground that the opposite serving staff picked up the ball in a daze.

The point guard after receiving the ball was also confused.

It doesn't make sense, it must be blinded.

Looking at Mu Yang who was pasted, the point guard was in a stable state of mind and disdainful.

Don't think you'll be able to stop him by throwing a balloon.

If he could prevent it, he would eat it upside down...

Hey, the ball in my hand.

I was about to swear a poisonous oath, but I suddenly found that the basketball seemed to be a little long.

His wrist trembled, and he didn't feel the touch of contact with the basketball for a long time, and he turned his head blankly.

I saw that Mu Yang didn't know when he would finish copying, and he had come to the three-point line.

didn't wait for him to run back to chase the defense, he saw Mu Yang jumping into the air in a dashing manner, followed by the basketball and falling down again.

Ahh

It's definitely an illusion, it must be.

The point guard was taken aback and froze in place, his eyes wide in disbelief.

He was actually beaten by a rookie who couldn't even do standard movements.

Oh, no, at least his trajectory is still stable.

The opening game was beaten 6-0, and the point guard decided to admit that fact.

It's just a novice protection period, and luck is a little better.

By the time the first quarter was over, he was in a cold sweat.

Looking at the score of 40-10, I wiped my sweat-soaked brow, thinking that I had seen it wrong.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

It must have been the score reversed.

Compared to the shock of falling silent here, Muyang's side is much more noisy.

The senior, who ate a lot of flatbread and couldn't feed it all, smiled, "Good boy, I didn't expect you to be so powerful." "

Yes, Muyang-san is amazing. "

Hayato Hayato didn't expect that it was obviously a face-showing game, but in the end, he could still lie down and win.

It's a change that isn't too fantastic.

Of course, he would have preferred to win rather than lose.

It's just that I'm a football player, so I can't play basketball at all.

Fortunately, there are scoring masters in the team, so it is better to give full support, "Mu Yang, the next attack is handed over to you, you don't need to pass it to me." Although

he took several large vacant seats, he did not vote very well, and only one was accepted.

Rather than give him a wasted opportunity, it is better to leave it to Mu Yang to score.

It just so happens that he can also focus on defense.

Hearing Hayato's thoughts, the two insiders had no opinion, but just said that they would seize the opportunity next time.

They weren't as simple as Hayato thought.

It is impossible to really give all the balls to Mu Yang to play alone, what if he gets on the bag.

So someone has to share the score.

The other starter saw the two seniors like this, and was silent, what could he think.

There's no sense of existence anyway.

Until the beginning of the second quarter, the coach, who did not lift his buttocks, was overwhelmed, angrily withdrew from the meditation state, and squinted his eyes.

glanced at the only two substitutes who had been pushing him beside him, his face was dissatisfied, and he urged something.

Are you in a hurry to go up and be abused?

I'm taking care of your mentality.

Otherwise, what if they all run away.

He is still waiting to recruit new people next year, and he will be ashamed.

Because the basketball court was so noisy, he didn't hear it too clearly, just listened to it repeat all the time, and pointed in one direction.

Then he turned his head curiously.

Blinked, then blinked.

70-15。

Hey, what is the score.

Do you know that competition is second, friendship is first?

Everyone looks up and doesn't look down, and they don't have such a slap in the face.