"I’m here to say that in fact, you also have a chance to beat Beiyang No.12 Middle School. Don’t give up the chance to hit the championship." Yi Yefeng said seriously, "In the final round of the competition with Hainan Ocean, the performance of that number in your team definitely exceeded that of Yi Jun. I think there is still a chance for you two to drive the whole team to find a breakthrough from Beiyang No.12 Middle School."
Ji Hantian looked at Yi Yefeng with a strange face. "Our coach said so today and we didn’t mean to give up."
Yi Yefeng nodded his head. "I feel that my attitude towards the media has softened as soon as I watch it. I no longer say anything about the dark horse killing the dragon, but you have already expressed your position."
"The other side is Beiyang No.12 Middle School, a national champion, and they dare not say much." Ji Hantian shook his head. "We will definitely try our best."
"That’s good. The first game is Nanchuan home. Don’t let Nanchuan fans down and beat him." Yi Yefeng blinked and Ji Hantian smiled at one another.
"Have you eaten?"
"I ate. I just came here today to have something to do. I walked first." Yi Yefeng looked at his mobile phone and urged him to come over. He was sorry to make a phone call and left alone.
"I think you should come and say hello to the finals of the southern district. The monthly examination office didn’t come until today two days ago." Xue Yangyi is a so-called "I haven’t eaten yet. Let’s find a place to eat next to it."
"Then let’s go to the fat barbecue and eat. It’s not far from the community."
"Ok, I’ll send a message to my mother." Yin Yun pointed to the mobile phone.
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Nanchuan daily editorial department
"Zhenyang" Qin Jianguo looked at the screen and Xu Zhenyang handed it to him for review. "Do you think it is appropriate to write this? After all, the gap between Nanchuan No.7 Middle School and Beiyang No.12 Middle School is very obvious in the round robin, and the other side is another championship."
"Qin Lao, don’t worry," Xu Zhenyang patted his chest. He has been in charge of the report of Nanchuan No.7 Middle School. He just handed it in as an article saying that Nanchuan No.7 Middle School is likely to win the championship in the southern district. Qin Jianguo made such a question after reviewing the manuscript. If Nanchuan No.7 Middle School performed well, if it collapsed directly, Nanchuan Daily would lose a lot of money this time. "I guarantee that Nanchuan No.7 Middle School will definitely contribute a wonderful game and they will never give up easily."
Qin Jianguo frowned and thought, "I’m thinking about that. You go ahead and get busy."
Xu Zhenyang nodded out of the editor’s office and gently helped him take the door. At the door, Qin Jianguo’s words rang at hand.
"Hello" Qin Jianguo grabbed the words and listened to two sentences. His original calm expression was full of surprise. "Lao Yang, are you sure?"
It seems that after hearing each other’s affirmation, Qin Jianguo smiled heroically for two times. "When will you come to Nanchuan for a drink? When will this news come out?"
After hanging up, Qin Jianguo heaved a long sigh of relief. He bowed his head and considered Xu Zhenyang’s report. Just now, his old comrade-in-arms are in CCTV, and Lao Yang gave him a message that CCV 5 will broadcast this game in Nanchuan High School League this Saturday. Let him make some preparations. Don’t wait until the temporary time to know that the country is live.
This kind of news in the old news Qin Jianguo’s ear is somewhat meaningful. It is almost never happened to broadcast a high school level competition. Although it has been advocated to vigorously develop sports in recent years, it is no good for CCTV to do this promotion. They will definitely not do it.
What good will it do them to broadcast a regional final for the first time?
Qin Jianguo propped up his head and thought about the interests inside. It took a while to make up his mind to finalize this draft of Xu Zhenyang. "Let me have a look … is Nanchuan No.7 Middle School really so potential? Is there any ability to attract the national audience?"
Nanchuan no.7 high school
Head coach’s office
The vowel suddenly stops. "Will this game be broadcast by CCV 5?"
Wang Yunlong once again nodded affirmatively. "Yes, we have got the exact news. The school hopes that we will play this game well and play brilliantly." There is a strong bureaucratic tone in Wang Yunlong’s retelling.
However, the information revealed in it made Fang Yuan puzzled. It was a high school competition, and it was not the finals. There would be five sets of CCV broadcasts. This is a kind of treatment, and it seems so illusory in any way.
"how could such a thing happen?" Fang Yuan calmly pondered whether CCV is not something that the Red Cross will do meaningless to them. In the final analysis, CCV is also a platform for pursuing interests. They will not spend the whole afternoon broadcasting a high school game to the Chinese people because of the policy of promoting the development of high school students. What’s worse, if both sides show their strength in this game, it will be harmful for them if the audience is not attracted enough.
But he can’t figure out these CCTV high-level news and ideas, so he just doesn’t think about it. Should he tell these players the news before? Will this make them nervous? Fang Yuan is difficult again.
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Jiangsu Beiyang
Beiyang No.12 Lieutenant General Tiger Gymnasium
At the end of this day’s training, Ouyang Zhi was the last one to leave the arena. He turned on the arena light and checked the source of a locker room to make sure there was no mistake before giving the locker room door.
The whole stadium was plunged into darkness. Ouyang Zhi picked up his coat and backpack, pushed the door and walked out of the stadium. The night of the city was already shrouded. When he walked through the open-air basketball court, he found that there was already one person here. He pulled into his backpack and accelerated the jump. Finally, he grabbed a basket with great strength.
The shock of the basket due to disrepair made Ouyang Zhi feel tongue-tied in the quiet campus for a long time. Ouyang Zhi doubted whether it would suddenly fall apart, but it was not a distant thing for ordinary basketball teenagers. It would be no problem for the open-air basketball court to ensure that the basket would not be hit by basketball.
I said hello to the guard uncle. No one in this school doesn’t know Ouyang Zhi.
He has been living like this for four years, and he has been training in class for four years. In the twilight, Ouyang Zhi stretched himself from No.12 Middle School. When he is here for the last half month, he will end his high school career when the league ends this year. Now he will feel a little sad when he thinks about it.
There are almost seven or seven shops at the school gate. They are usually open until there is no one in the school. There is a shop that Ouyang Zhi frequents a little later. Every time Ouyang Zhi comes out, he will come here to buy drinks.
Section 321 Old friends
This day is no different from every day.