Chapter 212 Come on for the game

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"Tao You, Tao You." Coach Sun arrived at Tao You's side at some point and shouted in front of her, "Stop gossiping and listen carefully to Coach Tan."

Tao You nodded, "Oh."

——I don’t participate in team competitions, so what is being said now has nothing to do with me.

Although Tao You was thinking this, he still turned his head to listen to Coach Tan's speech.

"Actually, Coach Sun, you were gossiping just now." Tao You glanced at Coach Sun with a look that saw everything, and asked suddenly, "That female coach is so young, is she new?" It looks so awesome. "

Coach Sun, who was holding a thermos cup to drink water, choked a few times, and looked at Tao You with a look full of embarrassment and a hint of guilt, "Well, Coach Sun is old enough to be your aunt. "

"Ah?! I can't tell! Coach Sun, how do you know? Do you know her?" Tao You looked back at the female coach in shock, but was called back by Coach Sun.

"Look back and stop looking. You, please stop asking around. Things about other schools have nothing to do with you. Listen to you carefully."

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"Just now our coach went to draw lots. Group A is against Yihui Middle School, Group B is against No. 20 Middle School, and Group C is against Fengxin Middle School. The temporary arrangement in the morning is to finish the men's team preliminaries." Coach Tan put his hands on He tilted the white paper at an angle and pointed it at the white light above his head. He straightened his hand further. After seeing it clearly, he slowly said, "Don't be nervous. I have done some analysis on these schools with you before. , the strength of the first two players is basically below average, Fengxin Middle School is still somewhat strong, but don’t let down your guard, every ball will be played steadily for me, don’t be anxious, and don’t be affected by the opponent. , Adjust your mentality." Coach Tan is very confident in his players.

——Yihui Middle School.

When Tao You heard the name, he looked back at the young female coach sitting on the bench, crossing her legs and writing something on a white paper.

"You're lucky that you didn't meet those very strong players on the first day of the competition, but don't be too happy. When you're not competing, take a closer look at how others compare. Maybe you'll meet them later."

"Beep——!"

As the whistle blew, the referees from the three venues were in place, standing next to the referee's chair to sort out documents, and the music in the venue was paused.

"Okay, it's almost time to warm up. Everyone participating in the men's team competition, please stand up." Coach Tan folded the white paper into a small tofu block, stuffed it into his trouser pocket, stood with his feet straddled, and looked seriously at the people standing in front of him. The nine people who came out said to each other, "Group A, I won't say more about you three. I am very relieved about you. There are only these people playing tennis in Yihui Middle School. The new ones who joined the team My strength is also far behind yours, so just play hard. Gu Yi, don't be shy when you play!" He looked with satisfaction at Song Yimian, Gu Yi, and the captain in front of him, who were half a head taller than him.

"Group B, Wang Ming, when you catch the ball, remember, don't be anxious, take your time, judge the direction of the ball, and do all the movements. You can catch the ball if you go slower. You two are the same. , as long as you didn’t make any stupid mistakes, there are a few people in the top 20 who are pretty good. The level of their group B should be on the same level as the three of you, and the gap won’t be too big. It’s a good opportunity to learn, and When it comes to doubles, you need to cooperate better, you have been practicing for so long."

"Group C, Zhang Yang, your reaction needs to be faster, and the speed of catching the ball should also be faster. When you pull the racket with your backhand, remember not to tilt the racket head. After catching the ball, try to move your hand as far as possible. Extend forward, don't close up as soon as you hit the ball, go over the essentials of the action in your mind again before the start, and do more swings while waiting on the sidelines; Zhiyi, Gaohan, you two should make good judgments. The distance between the racket and the ball, don’t hit the ball empty; the same is true in doubles, divide the work and don’t rush, remember to remind the other party loudly when you want to catch the ball. I don’t have high requirements for the three of you, do your best Working hard does not require you to win. It mainly allows you to learn and reflect, observe other people's movements and skills, reflect more on what you did not do well during the game, and practice more in a targeted manner after you go back. Practice. Really, you only have to play the game.

Only then can you clearly discover where you still have shortcomings. Don't worry too much. "

"Beep——!"

The second whistle blew, and the players participating in the team competition began to walk to their own competition venues one after another.

Coach Tan finished his final instructions in groups, then smiled and comforted several sad-faced players, "Don't be nervous, don't put too much pressure on yourself, it's just the preliminaries. Enjoy the game. The result is not important, the process is. It’s the most important thing. Peers of the same age compete with each other from time to time, just like you usually take exams, so that you can better discover your own weaknesses. When it comes to playing basketball, the most important thing is to have fun and enjoy the game.”

"You all understand what I mean."

"Beep——!"

The third whistle ends, which means the game is about to officially begin. The players were making final preparations. The referee put away the folders, took the brand new tennis balls from the court staff, and began to inspect them one by one.

"Okay, okay, let's all go to our own competition venues. Those in Group C will follow Coach Sun to the first court." Coach Tan waved his hand and said a few words uneasily, "Go to the sidelines and warm up again! Don't get hurt! Observe others more! Don't be nervous, just perform normally! Come on!"

"You three." Coach Tan turned around and whispered to Song Yimian and the others, "It's just the preliminaries. Don't let me use all your strength. Reserve your strength appropriately to the extent you can control it. Others will also Knowing that you guys are strong, I’m always keeping an eye on you, ready to catch your weaknesses.”

"I know, I know." Gu Yi moved his ankles and wrists and said confidently.

"Yeah." Song Yimian pursed his lips and responded lightly, lowered his head and put on his wrist guards.

Coach Tan looked at the captain again and saw him with his eyes lowered and his fingers digging into the racket net until it made a crunching sound. After feeling the hot gaze from Coach Tan, he paused for a second and nodded slightly. , I didn’t even bother to say anything.

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Good guy.

Coach Tan looked at the more perfunctory players in front of him and couldn't help but want to curse, but then he comforted himself in his heart: Don't be angry or not, these are his precious apprentices and some of the team's ultimate weapons. They have this strength, so it’s okay to be proud from time to time. The person they chose will be the one who feels bad in the end after scolding them.

He let out a long sigh, but still wanted to remind him, "The last thing," he lowered his voice so low that only the four of them could hear it. He glanced at the other team members standing aside with worry, and stretched out his arms to hug the other team members. He passed Song Yimian and the three of them, forming a semicircle in front of him, and asked them to lower their heads, "Don't hit them too hard. The scores should be better. It's just a preliminaries. Don't affect the relationship between the schools. But don't leave too many traces of water." It’s obvious, it hurts people’s self-esteem, you know what I mean.”

Gu Yi patted his chest and said very confidently, "Old Tan, we are sensible about this. Just put your whole heart into your stomach and watch the game with peace of mind. No one can say for sure what happens on the field, no matter how much you think about it now It’s useless to worry.”

"You are so playful and smiling, you are the one I am most worried about!" When Coach Tan thought of Gu Yi's out-of-the-box character, the nerve above his eyes throbbed with pain, and he raised his foot and kicked Gu Yi on the butt.

Coach Tan suddenly raised his voice, which made the team members next to him wonder what exactly Coach Tan said to the three of them.

Undoubtedly, Gu Yi's understanding is pretty good and his tennis foundation is very solid. If he can endure it and play seriously, he may not be worse than Song Yimian and the captain.

But his character is so unpredictable that he always surprises you. Among these players, Coach Tan was most worried that Gu Yi would suddenly come up with some unreliable idea during the game, and he might actually be so angry that he fainted on the spot. Then he is likely to be the first injured person to be taken away by the ambulance waiting outside the field.

"You just play honestly and don't think about those fancy moves! Especially those ones that you have only seen and haven't practiced at all or you have only practiced once or twice and you are not very sure! If you don't have that ability, don't Take over the porcelain work! Also, use those unrealistic things in the anime and movies you’ve watched

Forget all the tricks! "

"I don't care what tricks you usually try to look cool during training, but now it's a competition, you'd better clear your head for me, don't end up trapping yourself! This is not a performance, it's not time for you to look cool yet Ah!" Coach Tan pressed Gu Yi's head and whispered in his ear, hoping that he would really listen, "If I find you doing this in this competition, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

"Yeah, yeah, okay, okay, remember, remember, I will fight well." Gu Yi looked serious and nodded in agreement without hesitation. Whatever coach Tan said will be whatever he said.

Coach Tan put down his hands and just hoped that Gu Yi's current seriousness was not just a pretense to deal with him.

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"Wow!"

"come on! Come on!"

"Fengxin! Come on!"

"Gao Han! Come on!"

"One hit, sure to win!"

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The first group match of Group C has begun, and the enthusiasm of the audience is overwhelming.

Gao Han from No. 1 Middle School was the first to play.

Coach Tan poked his head into the field worriedly. He patted Gu Yi on the shoulder and motioned for him to sit next to him, and then made arrangements for the remaining players, "Those who are not competing now, please go and sit in the auditorium reserved for you, and bring this sign with you." He handed the sign of No. 1 to one of the team members, "Everyone must sit in the same place. I don't know if the order of the competition will be adjusted again. Don't find anyone by then."

"Tang Hui, please help me keep track of the number of players and keep them from running around." After saying this, Coach Tan was ready to go to the game.

Tang Hui nodded in agreement, "Okay coach." He took the notebook and pen handed over by the captain, took the No. 1 Middle School sign, and led the team members to the designated position.

Tao You stood at the outermost layer of the crowd, looking down at the hands hanging in front of him, wondering what he was thinking. If you look closely, you can still see a little red coming out of her clenched palms.

She thought for a moment, then walked up to Song Yimian and said as calmly as possible, "You, you will compete in the competition soon, come on."

Song Yimian looked up at her, a hint of surprise flashed across his expression, and then replied seriously, "Yes, I will."

Tao You turned to leave, paused for a step but came back. With one move, he stretched out his hand hidden behind his back. A small, wrinkled Ping An Fu and a familiar mint appeared in front of Song Yimian's eyes.

"Is this?" For him? Song Yimian did not reach out to take it immediately.