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Text Chapter 103 The Creed of the Shooting Guard

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    "Old Duan, does your No. 5 have any intention of transferring to another school? If you can persuade him to transfer to our Changning Middle School for the third grade, you can choose whoever you want on our team!" Jiang Dazhu went straight to the point and fired a rather incompetent shot.  The price of integrity.

    "Including your No. 6?" Teacher Duan's heart moved, he stopped and asked.

    Jiang Dazhu thought seriously for a moment and replied: "As long as you give me your No. 5, it's okay to give you Yan Jingda!"

    Teacher Duan was stunned. He didn¡¯t expect Jiang Dazhu to be willing to spend such money. He knew Yan Jingda¡¯s value very well - he was only in the first grade and was 2.05 meters tall. He had good athletic ability, outstanding shooting touch, and he could attack the basket and shoot mid-range.  , if his height can continue to grow, he has every hope of becoming the second Yao Ming. At that time, as his high school coach, there will be a chance for someone to ascend to heaven.

    As for Lu Sen, he is only a little over 1.8 meters tall in his second grade and his athletic ability is not outstanding.  Even if he enters the professional basketball world in the future, his future will be far different from that of Yan Jingda. After all, basketball is a competitive sport where one inch is short and one inch is dangerous, and one inch is long and one inch is strong.

    If you don¡¯t look at the future and only look at the present, Lu Sen¡¯s role in the team may not be worse than Yan Jingda¡¯s, but Lu Sen is already in his second grade. Jiang Dazhu can only use him for one year, but Yan Jingda is only a first grader, and  Two years¡¯ time!

    "Why did you suddenly come up with this idea? Did you discover something?" Teacher Duan asked.

    "Don't worry so much, just say whether to change it or not!" Before the transaction was completed, Jiang Dazhu was not willing to reveal the truth.

    "No exchange!" Teacher Duan refused, but secretly thought it was a pity. If Lu Sen was exchanged for Yan Jingda, Huapu would make a big profit no matter what, but Teacher Duan knew that Lu Sen would definitely not agree to this exchange, and Yang Lin  We have always advanced and retreated together with Lu Sen. Replacing Lu Sen would mean that Yang Lin would also be involved, which would not be worthwhile.

    "You really don't want to change? Think again, our No. 6 has a very promising future." Jiang Dazhu shamelessly continued to seduce.

    "I won't change it!" Teacher Duan said, "Tell me, why are you willing to spend so much money to change him?"

    Seeing that there was no hope of realizing the deal, Jiang Dazhu sighed, gave up his efforts, and asked without answering: "Old Duan, the current coach of your team is actually not you, right?"

    Teacher Duan was shocked when he heard this and denied it: "Who said that? Who else could it be if it wasn't me?"

    "You don't have to lie to me." Jiang Dazhu saw Teacher Duan's panic expression, and his suspicions were confirmed. "When you guys paused, it was all No. 5 who was arranging tactics, and when you were on the court, it was all No. 5."  Calling tactics and requesting a timeout."

    "That's because you are too weak and there is no need for me to personally direct you." Teacher Duan lied, "I have arranged everything before the game. He just carried out my pre-match arrangements during the game."

    "Old Duan, do you think I'm a three-year-old child? I don't know how much money you have in your belly? Not to mention that you are expected to know everything before the game and lay out the tactics in advance. You are just allowed to adapt to changes on the spot. You  You may not be able to command that well!" Jiang Dazhu mocked mercilessly.

    Teacher Duan¡¯s lie was exposed. His face turned red and he said, ¡°Even if he has some talent as a coach, you wouldn¡¯t insist on asking him to steal your own job, right?¡±

    Jiang Dazhu punched Teacher Duan and said dissatisfied: "What do you mean by taking my job? Will my coaching level be inferior to that of a high school student?"

    ?In fact, it¡¯s not as good as that.  Teacher Duan cursed.

    "Old Duan, it seems you don't know your players very well." Jiang Dazhu said, "Have you not discovered the role of your No. 5 as a player? If you take him off the court, your tactics can still be effective.  How many sets are there? Can they be executed so rigorously and smoothly? Look at the last few minutes of this game, what your substitutes did, what other tactics are there?"

    "Well, this guy is really good at organizing attacks." Teacher Duan nodded.

    Jiang Dazhu glanced at Teacher Duan and said secretly, you really don¡¯t know the stuff!  Said: "Not only in organizing offense, in the two games we have played recently, his personal offensive success rate is very high, and almost all of them are key goals! This can't be a coincidence, right?"

    "His hit rate is indeed quite high." Teacher Duan recalled that Lu Sen's situation was indeed as Jiang Dazhu said, "but his scores are usually very few."

    Jiang Dazhu shook his head and said: "The low score is an illusion. He gave me an unfathomable feeling. I used to think that people who are short and not good at jumping are not suitable for playing basketball, but my student Liao Zeyu made me change  Views, and you, No. 5, are even more incredible, maybe he will be the most successful among this group of students in the future."

    "Haha, you are so good at joking. You don't need to praise my team members in such a roundabout way to flatter me.What?  "Teacher Duan smiled.

    "Go away, you old idiot, what is there that deserves my flattery?"

    *

    At this time, the bus at Huapu Middle School was very noisy. Several girls from the cheerleading team gathered around Guan Mengyue, wanting to hear him sing. Unexpectedly, Xiaoguan's singing voice did not match his appearance seriously, and he ran out of tune all the way to Mars, letting the girls  Their idol dreams are almost shattered.  In the last row of seats on the bus, Yang Lin and two girls were playing Landlords in full swing, causing Murong Feng to cast murderous glances from time to time.

    There was probably only one person in the whole car who was unhappy.

    Lu Sen sat down in the chair next to Song Xuguang, threw him a bottle of green tea, and asked, "What? Aren't you happy after winning the game?"

    Song Xuguang moved his eyes back from the car window and said viciously: "If you hadn't made me sit on the bench for so long, my score would not be as high as Yang Lin's!"

    Lu Sen spread his hands and said: "There's nothing I can do about it. Yang Lin's skills are too comprehensive. He can be used in any tactics. He is on the court almost the whole game. There is no need to compete with him in scoring!"

    "But I am the shooting guard!" Song Xuguang roared, "If a shooting guard doesn't score, can he still be called a shooting guard?!"

    The students in Busi seemed to be frightened by the roar. They stopped laughing and looked over.

    "Xiao Lu, show me the technical statistics." Lu Sen reached out to Lu Guang, who was sitting at the back left.

    "No need to look, I scored 16 points and Yang Lin scored 27 points!" Song Xuguang said impatiently, "Not being able to score the highest score in the team is the biggest shame for a shooting guard!"

    Lu Sen ignored him, took the statistics table from Lu Guang, and browsed it quickly.

    "Song Xuguang, played about 16 minutes, made 6 of 10 shots, 4 of 4 free throws, and scored 16 points." Lu Sen said slowly, as if he wanted everyone in the car to hear, "Yang Lin, played about 34 minutes  Minutes, he made 9 of 18 shots, including 3 of 7 three-pointers, 6 of 7 free throws, and scored 27 points. Lin Zi, I just discovered that your shooting percentage is so low!"

    Yang Lin threw away the playing cards in his hand and said with a smile: "I feel bad today, hehe."

    "And the person guarding you is Gu Chang. Xu Zheng, the best defender in Changning, is guarding Da Guang." Lu Sen continued.

    "Xiao Sen, can you please save some face for me?" Yang Lin pretended to cry and shouted, causing laughter.

    "Look, your shooting percentage is higher than Yang Lin's, and your points per minute are also higher than him. What else are you dissatisfied with?" Lu Sen uses the spear of his son and the shield of his son. You use data to speak, and I will use data to speak.  Leaves you speechless.

    "I'm not satisfied with my playing time!" Song Xuguang said angrily, "Since I have a high shooting percentage and good efficiency, why don't you let me play more?"

    "When I arrange the lineup, I have to consider the role of personal technical characteristics on the team's tactics." Lu Sen said.

    "You just think I'm not good at passing the ball and shooting three-pointers!" Song Xuguang snorted coldly, turned his head out of the window, and said no more.

    Lu Sen sighed helplessly and thought to himself, if it weren't for me to use your strengths, and if it were another coach, you might not even have a chance to play. No coach can tolerate a person who refuses to pass the ball to destroy the entire team on the court.  The team's tactics, unless that person can support five.

    *

    ¡°Aren¡¯t there only five members?¡± Lu Sen asked in surprise.

    This is a ladder classroom that can accommodate more than 200 people. At this time, half of the people are already seated, and there are still students entering the classroom one after another.

    "After I was elected as the president, many people took the initiative to apply to join, but not so many. Most of them were spectators." Xue Yao explained, "Brother Sen, please hurry up and enter. If you are late, there will be no seats.  ¡±

    Indeed, as Xue Yao said, the entire classroom was packed in the end. Lu Sen and Yang Lin sat in the middle and back, listening to the students around them talking excitedly about Xue Yao's deeds.

    "It seems that many of these people are here for Xue Yao. Otherwise, how could the medical club attract so many people?" Yang Lin said.

    Lu Sen nodded in agreement. Xue Yao's reorganization of the student union was very successful. After the reorganization, the student union did many real good things for the students, which made Xue Yao's prestige among the students unprecedentedly high. It is said that the "Queen Xue Yao"  The membership of the "Fan Federation" has grown to hundreds of people, and even Fan Qingfeng, the current vice president, is a member of this organization.

    Xue Yao¡¯s popularity brought the establishment of the Medical Club to much attention. All the students in Huapu Middle School wanted to see why their beloved president would establish such an unpopular club.

    There are almost no special arrangements in the classroom, only a few big words written on the blackboard: The founding ceremony of the Huapu Middle School Medical Club.

    The cameraman from the school TV station has already focused his lens on the lecture.??, when Xue Yao walked onto the podium, the noisy classroom suddenly became silent.

    "Hello everyone, thank you all for coming to attend the founding ceremony of our medical society. Before the ceremony begins, I would like to thank someone first. Without his help and encouragement, I might not have participated in the election of student president, nor would I have  Opportunity to establish a medical society." Xue Yao did not mention her by name, but her bright left eye kept staring at Lu Sen.

    "Hey, he's talking about you." Yang Lin whispered.

    "Today, I will award him the certificate of honorary member of the Medical Society. Everyone welcomes him to the stage with applause!" All the students present applauded.

    Lu Sen, however, stood still, as if the person Xue Yao was hinting at was not him.

    "Do you still want me to call your name? Come up quickly." Xue Yao urged.

    Lu Sen still didn¡¯t move, but Yang Lin couldn¡¯t wait any longer and pushed him out.

    In full view of everyone, Lu Sen reluctantly walked up to the podium and took the certificate from Xue Yao's hand. Just as he was about to turn around and step off the stage, he suddenly felt warm and fragrant soft jade hugging his arms, and Xue Yao's exquisite body pressed tightly against her.  On his body, the red lips came to his ear, exhaling softly: "Thank you!"
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