During the five-on-five game on the field, Mo Yangang sat down and the game ended.

Mo Yan looked at the score and found that the score was 21:10. The score difference was very big. This situation often occurred at the Western Suburb Stadium, and nothing surprising.

After a while, the second game began soon. Mo Yan watched the game casually and focused more on the diary in front of him.

While Mo Yan was attracted by the team on the field, the man beside Mo Yan was also attracted by the diary in Mo Yan's hand.

"Young man, can you take a look at your notes?" When Mo Yan was still observing the team that attracted his attention, the man beside Mo Yan spoke first.

"Do you understand?" Mo Yan's words did not mean to mock, but he had handed his diary to zero percent of the people who could understand it.

"How can I understand if I don't read it?" the man smiled and said.

Mo Yan looked at the man again, handed over the notes, and then turned around to continue watching the game on the court.

There are a few teams on the court, Mo Yan has seen some of them, but Mo Yan is very unfamiliar with the other team. Although the traffic of the Xijiao Stadium is very large, Mo Yan is confident. Even if he can't remember them all, he will have an impression. Mo Yan is sure that these people will never pass the Xijiao Stadium in the future.

This team has a close cooperation that has never appeared before in the Western Suburb Stadium. It is so young and so close cooperation. Mo Yan became curious about the team. Just as he was about to calculate it, he remembered that his notes were still in the hands of the man around him.

Mo Yan, who wanted to get back the notes, turned his head and found that the man was looking through his notes seriously. Mo Yan swallowed his words back to his throat and looked at the stadium again.

An hour later, two more games were played on the court. Among them, there were the young team that Mo Yan noticed. One win and one loss, and even the number of games lost, they still performed well.

In this hour, Mo Yan also saw the man. The man never looked up and kept looking through the notes.

"Young man." The fourth game ended, and it was almost nine o'clock. The man finally raised his head and spoke with curiosity and excitement on his face.

Mo Yan turned his head and said nothing.

"Young man, your notes are very novel. I am very interested. Can you explain them to me?" The man spoke very politely.

"It's too late." Mo Yan spoke.

The man was stunned and smiled awkwardly at the time. He actually looked at it for nearly two hours, but he hadn't understood it.

"Sorry, I'm so fascinated by it. Hello, Long Yifei, coach of the basketball team of Longwu Middle School." Long Yifei stretched out his hand.

"Hello, Mo Yan." Mo Yan shook Long Yifei's hand like a dragonfly.

"Do you guys do coaching?" Long Yifei called him the little brother, trying to get the two closer together. Although Long Yifei did not fully understand Mo Yan's notes, the detailed numbers aroused his interest.

"No." Mo Yan answered briefly.

"There will be a confrontation here tomorrow. I wonder if you are interested in watching it together." Long Yifei was interested in the notes in Mo Yan's hand at first, but after talking to Mo Yan for a few words, he also became very interested in Mo Yan. It's not a coach, but a young man actually sorted out the information about basketball so thoroughly. Mo Yan's nature made him like it.

Mo Yan wanted to refuse, but he was not very interested in the game at the Xijiao Stadium. The appearance of a boy interrupted Mo Yan's words. Mo Yan recognized the boy as one of the team he was just paying attention to. This young man is the team's point guard, and his basic dribbling skills are very solid, but his shooting and offense choices are very unwise. In Mo Yan's opinion, it's a mess.

"Coach, we won, can we withdraw?" the boy said to Long Yifei.

"Oh. Let's go. Gather here at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning." Long Yifei explained to the boy.

"Ah." The boy looked in pain, "It's so early that I can't sleep even if I'm lazy."

"Seven-thirty." Long Yifei didn't fight with the young man and spoke directly.

"Ah, it's eight o'clock on time." The boy's attitude changed suddenly.

"Let's go." Long Yifei was obviously very experienced and easily dealt with the boy's laziness.

"Your team?" Mo Yan spoke.

Long Yifei was slightly stunned by Mo Yan's initiative. Sitting with Mo Yan for two hours, Mo Yan had not spoken to him on his own initiative. Even when he wanted to get the notes back, Mo Yan did not ask for them, but waited for him to finish reading.

"Yes. How about it?" Long Yifei was still a little confident in his team.

"It's a mess." Mo Yan's answer was not tactful at all.

Long Yifei had black lines on his forehead. He was wondering whether Mo Yan was taking revenge on him and delaying him for two hours, and he said this on purpose. But Long Yifei immediately denied this idea. All he saw from Mo Yan's eyes was serious. He was serious.

In his fifties and coaching the team for more than 20 years, this is the first time that a young man in his early twenties has been said to be a mess.

"Goodbye." Long Yifei was thinking about it, and Mo Yan said to him and left.

"Uh." Long Yifei looked at Mo Yan's leaving back and couldn't help but smile. He was such a strange young man.

There are no competitions in the school recently, and Long Yifei thought of such a training method. Every weekend, he will arrange his players to play a few games at the Western Suburb Stadium.

Today is Sunday, and he found a team with similar strength to his team to play a confrontation match. He invited Mo Yan to watch this game.

After Mo Yan left last night, Long Yifei found that Mo Yan did not answer him. But it didn't matter. Although he was not angry with Mo Yan at his age, Mo Yan just said that his team was in a mess and he couldn't help feeling uncomfortable.

This team has its own efforts, and most of its life has been devoted to this team.

At eight o'clock, when Long Yifei arrived at the Western Suburb Stadium, the members of the Dragon Dance Team had already arrived.

"Have you woke up yet?" Long Yifei looked at the lazy look of his team members and frowned and scolded.

The members of the Dragon Dance Team were all shocked. Although they were harsh on weekdays, what happened to the coach who spoke gentlely today?

"Twenty laps of warm-up." Before the team members could find out the reason why Long Yifei was angry, Long Yifei had already ordered.

Long Yifei's order caused a wail in the hearts of the young men, but no one dared to complain. Each look conveyed the message.

"The coach is unhappy today, be on guard."

"Coach Long is still so passionate." A young man came over in the other half. The young man had a well-proportioned body and strong muscles. He was obviously a person who exercised regularly and liked to exercise.

"Here you come." Long Yifei seemed to know the young man and greeted him naturally.

"Coach Long, you've exhausted them. Are you afraid of being cleaned up later?" The young man joked.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!