The opponent, whose momentum was enough to suppress the oppression, was breathless, but the Goats members gathered together to discuss the upcoming game calmly. Xiaorong couldn't hear what they were discussing, but from their faces, she looked relaxed and calm. Xiaorong knew that they were not affected by the atmosphere on the scene.

Is this the Goats? It seems different, or they are already numb when they lose.

In the past, there was only one round of knockout matches in the high school league, and the draws of lots determine the opponents. Although the Goats are the last place all year round, they are not always witnesses of the championship awards. Or it can be said that the Goats are still very lucky in this regard. This is the first time they have been witnesses of the championship awards.

They had never seen the gushing oppressive momentum. The timid Li Lixuan almost squatted on the ground. The other six people were a little better, but they were not much better. Standing there, trembling legs, had already betrayed their inner thoughts.

Mo Yan smiled and looked at the seven people's performance, and a cold snorted with extreme disdain at the corner of his mouth.

"The sad face of losing without fighting."

The seven people were ashamed. No matter how weak their strength was, they were still a basketball player. There was no more embarrassing than losing without a fight.

"The other party just makes a few farts and can scare you like this."

The seven people's bodies stiffened, and then they couldn't help laughing again with a thunderous sound. The Qingteng team's shocking cheering scene was described as a loud fart by their boss. I really hope that everyone present could hear this sentence. I wonder if the faces of Qingteng High School would be green at that time.

The seven people didn't realize it, and their bodies were so tense that they couldn't move even when they laughed, and they were turned into nothing by Mo Yan's random jokes.

"I'll explain the tactical approach."

Mo Yan waved his hand, and seven people surrounded Mo Yan. The seven people's expressions were relaxed, and their unconcealed smiles were still hanging on their faces from time to time. Every time the Qingteng Stadium burst into deafening cheers, the smile on the seven people's faces was particularly strong. It seemed that the Qingteng Stadium was full of loud farts, and it was imagined that it was a very interesting picture.

Leng Yan, Wang Hui, Zhang Mingjie, Li Lixuan and Huang Hao are five. Leng Yan defender, Li Lixuan shooting guard, Wang Hui small forward, Huang Hao power forward and Zhang Mingjie center.

The high school league is not as regular as the professional league. The coach does not bring a professional microphone, so only eight people know the content of the eight people's conversation. From the beginning of the championship awards ending speech to the nearly twenty minutes of both sides' appearance, the eight people's conversations between the Goats never stopped.

Only one person noticed this conversation between the eight people, that is Xiao Rong from Sports Illustrated.

Accompanied by the referee's whistle, Mo Yan waved his hand.

"Go on the field and get our first 'victory'. Remember the gestures and slogans."

"Yes." The five people who nodded had a good look. Looking back on their nightmarish nights in the past, they were filled with countless swaying fingers, which made them dazzled.

It started. Mo Yan did not sit back to the coach's exclusive seat, but stood straight on the sidelines.

Zhang Mingjie and Wu Xiang were at the end of the midfield circle. At just one glance, the difference between the two was right. Compared with Zhang Mingjie, Wu Xiang was taller and stronger. He was 2.03 meters tall and eight centimeters taller than Zhang Mingjie, and his body muscles were obvious. His eyes were flashing, and the light of confidence was overflowing. Such confidence could only be tempered by being at the top of the pyramid for a long time.

The whistle sounded and began. Everyone was shocked and focused on the field. The strength of the champion team Qingteng Team is finally about to show off.

"What!" Wu Xiang jumped up and his tall figure flew straight to the sky basketball. But what was the center of the Goats doing?

Zhang Mingjie didn't even look at the ball. When the ball was thrown from the referee, he turned his head and ran, and there were the other four players of the Goats.

Wu Xiang hit the ball to defender Ge Yizhe, and the five Qingteng team members found that there was no one in front of them.

"What the hell?" Looking into the distance, the five Goats were already waiting for halftime.

"Hahaha."

"Look, Goats. I think it's called the Sheep. Are they here to make fun of it?"

"No, they are very smart. Knowing that they can't defeat Wu Xiang, it's best to run away early." Although this man guessed some of Mo Yan's thoughts, he obviously did not realize it. His tone was just to mock the Goats' incompetence.

The ridicule from the sidelines reached the five Goats' ears without any loss. However, the five were still looking at the upcoming Qingteng Team.

Mo Yan pressed his hands slightly, indicating that the five people were calm and not affected by the sidelines. After doing the action, he immediately looked at the five people of Qingteng Team.

Ge Yizhe controlled the ball and advanced, and the shooting guard Zuo Ze and power forward Xu Zhe followed Wu Xiang and walked on both sides of the sidelines to the bottom corner of the court. Shen Lin was outside the 45-degree three-point line on the left next to Ge Yizhe. Wu Xiang went directly into the inside line and wanted to ask for the ball from the inside line.

Zhang Mingjie was the first person to come into contact with the Qingteng Team. He took a step forward to block Wu Xiang at a distance of three and a half meters from the basket.

Mo Yan shook his head slightly, Zhang Mingjie's movements were slow. According to him, he should have blocked Wu Xiang within a distance of four meters to escape from the most effective threat range of Wu Xiang. However, since things have happened, it is not the time to pay attention to this.

Mo Yan's brain was running urgently. The Qingteng team's position was basically completed, and the five Goats' eyes were silently looking at Mo Yan. The gap between the strength of the two sides was too obvious. Even in the past two days, the Goats have made great progress, but it is not enough for them to defeat the champion Qingteng team like this. Otherwise, the high school league would not be held.

Mo Yan guided the game anytime and anywhere on the sidelines, using gestures to tell the five players on the field how to act and respond was what Mo Yan thought of. The seven Goats were trying hard to remember these gestures at night to implement this tactic. Mo Yan stood on the sidelines for this purpose, and with Mo Yan, the Goats, was equivalent to six people on the field.

The point guard, small forwards are in the back, the segment guard, power forwards are at the bottom line, and the center is at the inside. Qingteng's offensive tactics use this position at 20% of the frequency. There are four changes in this position. After the four changes, there are three combinations.

Mo Yan lamented that Qingteng Team is worthy of being the champion team. Although the tactics are not complicated, the variety of changes make it difficult for opponents to understand their routines. Qingteng Team's system is quite mature.

Compared to guessing the probability of more than ten or twenty, Mo Yan is more willing to do 100% things.

Extend the index finger of the left hand, and clamp the index finger of the right hand in the middle finger of the right hand in the shape of scissors.

Huang Hao, who was guarding Xu Zhe, condensed his body, decisively gave up Xu Zhe, and rushed to the Wu Xiang who was originally behind him.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!