Young people were full of vigor and courage. They were not afraid of failure. They were just a little hesitant when facing their first time. However, if the people around them became the first to eat tomatoes, then this group of people would change from inside out.
After the first goal was successfully scored, the faces of the people on our side looked much better. Everyone also had more laughter and laughter. Only Hedgehog Head Urita and Oda looked gloomy, as if they had been constipated for a week.
As a man who had gone through puberty, I didn't really care about being in the limelight. Perhaps only someone like Sakuragi, who had an empty heart, would care about such things. Therefore, I had already made a decision long ago to obediently play my role. I would only attack when everyone's attacks were unfavorable.
The offense and defense switched. The red team kicked off. Their short point guard skillfully used his left hand to control the ball. When it came to left-handed ball control, Asia was different from the basketball kingdom of the United States. The children there had undergone systematic training since they were young, while others started practicing basic skills from the age of five or six. Therefore, there had never been any good point guards in Asia.
In addition, the way the ball was controlled was also very important. In the NBA, famous point guards such as Kidd, Nash, and Paul all looked different in dribbling, but there were still similarities in detail. The most obvious point was that all the outstanding point guards only used their fingers to dribble, not their hands.
The finger dribble covered a larger area of the basketball than the palm dribble. It could make subtle changes to the ball control and there were more variations. Most importantly, when the finger dribbled, it would control and connect the basketball like five strings. Therefore, compared to the palm dribble, the finger dribble was more difficult to learn at first, but it was the real control method used by a point guard.
The Red Team players quickly got into position. After they stabilized themselves in the paint, they passed the ball and pulled away.
The red team's power forward, Koyama, received the ball. He first used his back to feel the force behind him. The one defending him was the big Murata. The two of them were about the same height. In terms of body, Murata was stronger.
With his back turned, he rammed again and again. Facing his senior, Murata tried his best to " exert " his strength. His muscles exerted strength, and his black cheeks glowed slightly red. Seeing that his strong attack was ineffective, Koyama took the ball and turned it into a face-up. He first swayed his body greatly, and when Murata unconsciously retreated, he directly shot the half-basket.
His movements were very slow, but the movements between his hands and the basketball were very stable. The basketball obediently entered the hoop.
As expected of the seniors, I secretly admire them.
The big Murata smiled bitterly and looked at us apologetically.
In the end, junior high and high school basketball were won by individual players. If one had to make an analogy, it was similar to the one-on-one battles between generals during the Three Kingdoms period. As long as there was a star player on the team who relied on his individual strength, he could not only help the players score, but also drive the other players forward.
The game proceeded smoothly, or rather, without any wind or waves. Soon, the first quarter was almost over. It could be seen that the seniors were only testing and sparring with us successors. The offense was just a simple individual solo after passing the ball. The defense was also very gentle.
Apart from that guy, Urita, who looked at me as if I were a bone, the atmosphere of the game was very harmonious. The score was 32:17, and of course, the red team was in front.
For the last attack, the yellow team opened up their formation. Everyone naturally gave me the last chance to shoot. I glanced at my teammates. Since everyone believed in me, I had to do my best.
With the ball in his hand, he slowly waited for the countdown. 17, 16, 15…
At the 13th second, the ball passed to my right hand and my left leg stepped forward. The ball swayed like a bell in my crotch and my body. I looked straight ahead. There, there was a serious expression on Urita's face.
He pulled the ball to his left hand, and at the same time, his head and shoulders shook. Urita quickly followed with small steps. Right, left, right, he finally moved a step away from his position. His right foot stepped into the three-point line. Urita, who had lost his position, quickly jumped over and waved his hands.
After taking a step forward, Urita, who had lost his defensive position, decided to press against me from the left side of my body. He wasn't stupid, because I had already broken through him by one body length. However, I had no interest in sticking to him. I pulled the ball back with my left hand, dribbled the ball, took a big step back to the three-point line, and took advantage of the situation to shoot. At this time, the captain who was counting the seconds outside the court had already read the last second.
"Swoosh!"
Without any suspense, the basketball went into the net, leaving behind a grumbling Urita.
I let out a heavy breath as I stood in place. My daily work could be considered as exercise, but it still couldn't be compared to these old foxes who spent their days in the gym. He looked at everyone again. Although they were imitating the asthma patient, they looked very happy. After all, they had overcome the fear in their hearts.
"Alright, alright. Everyone played well. Don't sit down first. Come and drink some water.”A box of mineral water had been brought over from somewhere and was being distributed to everyone together with the other members.
"Not bad, Lin Tian. I didn't expect you to be so skinny and outstanding. You really can't judge a book by its cover.”After seeing me, Captain Qingshui said happily. This made me feel embarrassed and a little depressed.
Just as I was about to sit down and rest for a while, the captain grabbed my hand with a mysterious expression.
"Everyone fought very well just now, but that was because the seniors didn't put in any effort. Let me tell you, you have to be careful later! The first quarter was just a warm-up. The last quarter was the real competition. Don't be careless, you better remind the other members, otherwise…"
Captain didn't say what else it was, but I knew it without him saying it.
Sigh…I sighed in my heart. It seemed that everyone liked this type of performance. Forget it, I'll tell everyone later.
There was a 10-minute break. As he walked past the first-year students, everyone was chatting enthusiastically about what had happened during the competition.
Even though the bespectacled Seiji Yasuo's physical fitness was average, he was good at shooting from mid-range and passing the ball well. Power Forward Murata Fujiya was strong, with outstanding explosive power and strength. Naturally, he was a rough player. As for the little boy called the Nine Ministries and Two Palace…
Just as I was thinking about his performance just now, a good-looking little face appeared in front of me.
" Lin Tian-san, you're really…"
His crystal clear eyes were like orchids in the dark night.
His snow-white skin was like the clean snow mountains of the Alps.
The boy clenched his fists and held them in front of his chest. His black and soft hair occasionally smelled good.
"It's really too powerful!"
"Although he doesn't have enough explosive power and his body is thin, his grasp of rhythm and confidence in shooting are simply at the level of a university.”
He looked at me with a red-faced expression. His big, blinking eyes made me squint.
Damn it, according to the usual storyline, such a beautiful boy would probably have a twin sister…
" You're too kind, too kind…" Although I was spouting nonsense, I was blaming this guy to death in my heart. Although it was a good thing to be praised, it would be embarrassing if I overdid it.
Moreover, the covetous Xiao Tian at the side really worries me.
"Ever since I saw you for the first time.”The student from the Ninth Division looked at me with a determined expression. Following his strange and misleading words, the surrounding people who were whispering turned their gazes over.
"I was deeply, deeply infatuated with your basketball style, Hayama-san.”
" Many people think that basketball is a sport for growing up and that only people with good physical fitness can play, including me. However, it was only when I saw Lin Tian-san's performance that I realized that I was wrong.”
" Same as you, Lin Tian-san." He pointed at his slender and snow-white arm, and his serious expression was extremely cute."My natural strength is not outstanding, and my body is very thin. Other than a mid-range shot, there is nothing I can do.”
Gasps of approval came from the surroundings.
" But, Hayashida-san, you were the one who told me that a person without outstanding physical fitness can be salvaged with hard work and sweat. Thank you.”
"…Uh." Looking at his solemn expression, I really didn't know what to say. I could only nod and say to him with a serious expression,"Good luck, let's do it together."
He was startled when he heard the voice. Then, he nodded and revealed the sweetest smile.
"Yes!"
At this moment, the whistle sounded.
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