Chapter 1111: Winning

Chapter 1111
"Hahahaha, cool!!"
"Youngest, you are so decent!"
"Work harder in the fourth quarter and take them down in one fell swoop."
"..."
At the end of the third quarter of the game, Ke Shengnan, Wu Changgang and others gathered around and giggled with Mu Fei on the shoulders. Even if they didn't play a big role, but the team can pull back their disadvantages, they are also very happy.
Everyone was joking and laughing together, taking a rest together.
After the end, Mu Fei felt thirsty and got a bottle of prepared pure water to drink.
But while drinking water, he found a scene that made him curious.
Opposite the stadium, Nakamura was pinching his waist, pointing at his players, and reprimanded them, but the players looked ugly, but said nothing.
Even the polar bear, who is taller than Nakamura, is no exception and dare not speak.
Seeing this scene, Mu Fei was puzzled.
‘This bunch of guys...have a good temper too? If they are so scolded, can they stand it? ’
"Hey, hello, boss..."
Thinking, he patted Wu Changgang's shoulder next to him, and then pointed to the opposite side, "What's the situation? Why didn't those guys get trained to say anything?"
"Oh, you said that? I know this..."
Wu Changgang gave a ‘I know everything’ expression, patted his chest, and introduced it to Mu Fei.
"It is said that the "Nakamura family" where Nakamura is located is quite a bullish fork in the island country. To what extent is the bull fork? I think about how to say it..."
"Basically... the power of his family is similar to our China's "Hua Guo Petroleum" and "Hua Guo Communication". The kind of large carrier-class companies and enterprises are almost stomping the whole island country. The kind of the Three Earthquakes. And Nakamura is the "Master" of the Nakamura family..."
"As for the guys who played with him, although they are also international students, they are only from some ordinary foreign families, and they are not comparable to Nakamura, and they are not a class. They usually eat and drink. It’s all about Nakamura’s consumption...

"In a well-understood sentence, Nakamura is their "boss", and they are Nakamura's "dog legs." Dog legs are reprimanded by the boss, and of course they dare not pay back..."
Wu Changgang took it for granted.
"Oh, so." Mu Fei understood.
Despite the exaggeration Wu Changgang said, Mu Fei just passed by just listening.
What can Nakamura no longer have power?
After all, here is China, and not their island country. Do I have a dime relationship with my buddy?
The rest period between the third and fourth quarters of the basketball game was short, and the game started again soon.
The international student served, and this time Nakamura finally failed to go head-to-head with Mu Fei, but instead passed the ball to the open No. 2 shooting guard and made the latter make a three-pointer.
But this No. 2 started from the second half of the second quarter of the game, basically did not touch the ball, hands ‘cold cold’. Suddenly let him vote, how can he make it?
"Boom!"
The basketball hit the ball and bounced out.
"drink!"
Ke Shengnan shouted and took off the rebound.
The ball passed into the hands of He Xiaohui, who took the ball into the frontcourt and handed it to Mu Fei as before.
But as soon as Mu Fei got the ball, together with Nakamura, three foreign students surrounded him and killed Mu Feiwei.
"Oh, finally, I can't help it. Have you played this?" Mu Fei smiled easily.
Mu Fei had long expected their "bag-and-pin tactics".
"If you want to use this to stop me, then what you think is too simple..." Mu Fei said, passing the ball with a blow, passing it to He Xiaohui. He Xiaohui was also polite and raised his hand.
"Boom!"
Similar to the number 1, the ball missed, hit the rebound and bounced back.
"Ha ha……"
Seeing that the ball was not scored, Nakamura smirked and ran back to attack.
However, it happened that the ball was far away, the polar bear didn't grab the rebound, and the ball just hit Wu Changgang's direction.
"Snapped!"
Wu Changgang took the ball off and threw it to Mu Fei, "Youngest."
Seeing Mu Fei get the ball, there is no way, Nakamura and others have to continue to come over and trap Mu Fei.
However, Mu Fei did not reluctantly, throwing his hand back to He Xiaohui, "Come again!"
"Huh..." He Xiaohui didn't dare to cast this time and took a deep breath.
Seeing him take the ball, the No. 1 guard hurried to the defense.
But just now Mu Fei attracted the attention of the other party. Why has Xiaohui created a large space, and then No. 1 went to defend him, and where did he get it?
After adjusting his breath, He Xiaohui got up and jumped.
"Uh!"
This time he didn't disappoint Mu Fei, the ball went into the net hollowly.
Seeing that his tactics didn't work, Nakamura's face was even uglier.. He had already exhausted Jiang Lang, and his skills were poor.
In fact, Nakamura’s basketball level is really very general. In terms of tactics, he will not at all except for simple bagging and joint defense.
As for his previous performance, it was purely relying on his superior physical qualities, and he was "bullying" others.
It is no exaggeration to say that he played Wu Changgang and others, which is no different from college students playing junior high school students. No matter how good you play, I'm taller, faster and faster than you. With huge physical advantages, you can't do anything at all.
But now that Feng Shui took turns, he met Mu Fei, who was stronger than him, and he suddenly collapsed.
Now, he knows that Mu Fei is bullying him, but he has no solution at all.
'idiot! ! A good scene was destroyed by this bastard! ! I'm mad, I'm mad! ’
‘What the is this bastard? Why is it so powerful? Could it be... he, like me, has also practiced karate? ’
‘Now... what can I do now? ’
Nakamura looked at Mu Fei and his eyes were burning.
At the same time, he was also very anxious.. This war book was written by him. If he really loses it, he will be embarrassed and thrown at the Jinguo God.
Now that the game is in progress, there is no accident that cannot be suspended. Nakamura can only take care of the game first, while his brain is running fast, thinking of ways.
But after all, the three words "find a way" are easier said than done.
If you want to win, at least you have to be stronger than the other side, and then play where you are strong to win.
But in his current state, Mu Fei is better than him, and the other four members of the school team are also better than his teammates. And this is still strong in all aspects, coordination, tactics, awareness, experience, etc. are all strong.
No matter which aspect of the comparison, they have no advantage at all, how can they win?
It is no exaggeration to say that for him, this is simply a'dead situation'.
This is the case. The time passed quickly, the school team kept scoring, and the foreign student side was only lucky when he could score a goal, most of the time in "sleepwalking".
By the half of the fourth quarter, the score had become 103 to 91.
The school team not only caught up, but also overtaken.
Now the scene is basically one-sided, whether it is on the court, or the applauded audience.
In addition, there is one more point worth mentioning.
Although Mu Fei and Nakamura were both helping the team, the two used a completely different approach.
Nakamura has been on a'personal show' from beginning to end, performing by himself, leaving his teammates aside.
In addition to the first time Mu Fei taught Nakamura, he was a single player, but then he was "reviving the whole team".. He gave the ball to his teammates whenever he had a chance.
It is true that the international student team is Mu Fei, but they cannot prevent Mu Fei from passing the ball.
The four members of the school team, under Mu Fei's successive feedings, each of them received multiple mobile phone meetings.
These few people also seized the precious opportunity. Except for the first one or two players who didn't feel good and didn't shoot, most of the others have scored, and the more the pitcher gets hotter, the more smooth the shot.
To describe it with a word commonly used in commentary, it is ‘hot hands.

According to the current situation, the victory of the school team seems to be a foregone conclusion.
...
On the second floor of the arena, Ai Jia looked at the school team not only leading the score so much, but also having a good momentum, she was completely assured.
"call……"
She took a deep breath and sat back in the chair, her small hand touching the position of her heart. "Fortunately, it's fortunate that there is that stingy ghost. Otherwise, it's really finished today..."
Ai Jia happily muttered to herself.
After today's events, she has a better understanding of Mu Fei's strength.
Although she knew before that Mu Fei was very strong in basketball, she only thought that Mu Fei's level was only similar to that of Domoto Nakaji, Wu Changgang, He Xiaohui and others, between Bo Zhong.
Even if it is strong, it is only a little bit stronger.
But now she discovered that this is similar, they are clearly not a level! !
In the eyes of Ai Jia, Wu Changgang and others are already relatively powerful players. But this Nakamurano can rely on one person's strength to stir the whole school team.
And this Mu Fei, can actually beat Nakamura No Fight! ! And also a casual, no effort at all.
This... what kind of player is this?
‘Look... I used to underestimate him...’ Ai Jia thought quietly in her heart~EbookFREE.me~ But at this time, a new member of the basketball club came over.
"Minister Ai Jia, there is something." He whispered beside Ai Jia.
"Well, you said." Ai Jia replied.
"When I was changing clothes in the dressing room just now, I found Brother Hook... er, Mu Fei, and he heard a ringing phone in his closet..."
"In the beginning, I didn't care, but then I found out that his phone kept ringing, it was estimated to have been ringing for seven or eight minutes. I think, is there anything urgent?"
"But now, when the game is still critical, I dare not call him. Look at this..." The player asked Ai Jia's meaning.
Ai Jia thought for a moment, and immediately turned downstairs, "You don't have to worry about this, I'll call him..."