Mingzhu City Gymnasium.
On the evening of the match day, the place was crowded with fans, both inside the venue and in the square outside.
This is the last warm-up match for the Chinese men's basketball team.
Before Zhao Feiyang announced his return, no one would care about such a game. Everyone knew that the men's basketball team's recent performance was really bad, and many people were extremely disappointed with them.
But after Zhao Feiyang officially returned, even if it only took a day or two, the fans' attitude towards the China Men's Basketball Team has changed a lot. Even if many people don't think the men's basketball team can achieve anything, they still hope that Zhao Feiyang The addition of can produce some changes.
With such expectations, they came to the game one after another to cheer.
Infield.
Half an hour before the game starts.
In the locker room of the China Men's Basketball Team.
"Today's starting lineup has been arranged. Yi Jianlian will play the fourth position, Wang Zhelin will play the fifth position... Guo Ailun will play the point guard, Ding Yanyuhang will play the small forward... The 2nd position will be handed over to Zhao Feiyang..."
Head coach Ma Lei arranged everything in an orderly manner.
"Today our opponent is the Jordanian team."
"The Jordan team is a strong team in West Asia and has a pretty good record in recent years. Although it is only a second-rate team in Asia, they were the first to use naturalized players. Especially in this World Cup, they naturalized a player to play in the United States. Player Douglas….”
"Overall, this Jordan team's skills are not as refined as ours, but their internal and external configurations are balanced and there are no obvious shortcomings. We also have some advantages in terms of age..."
The players had lost the first three games, and they all knew what it would mean if they lost again this time, so they listened carefully to the head coach's arrangements.
"It's time for the Chinese Men's Basketball Team to enter!"
Just as the pre-game arrangements were coming to an end, a staff member shouted outside the door.
"good."
"knew."
A teaching assistant agreed.
Soon, the Huaxia men's basketball team walked out of the locker room, and everyone walked towards the infield under the leadership of head coach Ma Lei. Zhao Feiyang walked slower and was in the last position.
The scene was very lively and the fans were restless.
However, the moment Ma Lei and others walked out of the players' tunnel, the excitement at the scene suddenly subsided.
The fans who were looking forward to it a second ago chose to shut up and said nothing this second, and had no intention of saying hello or applauding Ma Lei and others.
Players appeared one after another.
Except for Yi Jianlian who received a little applause when he came out, the other players were all left out in the cold by the fans without exception.
Xin Yong was in the second-to-last position. The moment his head popped out of the tunnel, he thought he would also receive a cold reception.
But what he didn't expect was that the fans at the scene changed their previous behavior and became very excited after seeing him.
Especially some female fans on both sides of the stands screamed with excitement.
"ah!"
"He's out!"
"He's finally out!"
Xin Yong looked proud. At this moment, he felt that he was the most handsome boy in the entire Chinese men's basketball team. After all, other teammates are ignored, but here, they are welcomed by so many fans. Isn't this a sharp contrast?
"Hello!"
As Xin Yong walked forward, he high-fived a fan who was lying on the railing and extending his hand.
But as soon as he stretched out his hand, the eager fan slapped him away and shouted to him impatiently, "Hey! Who are you? Stay away...don't block my view." Zhao Feiyang......"
Xin Yong was dumbfounded.
Immediately afterwards he heard a deafening shout from behind.
"Zhao Feiyang!"
"Here...Zhao Feiyang, give me a high-five..."
"Ah ah! Zhao Feiyang, I like you..."
The fans went crazy.
Some female fans in the stands were about to lose their minds and planned to fall off the railings several meters high. Fortunately, the security personnel on site responded quickly and stopped these people's behavior in time.
At the same time, all the cameras on the scene focused on Zhao Feiyang, and his figure appeared on the entire big screen.
The fans in the stadium also exploded in an instant. Zhao Feiyang seemed to have thrown a spark into a haystack, igniting the entire Pearl City Stadium in an instant.
Countless people screamed and shouted, and the applause was as close as the sound of drums.
"Depend on!"
Seeing this scene, Xin Yong was filled with jealousy, but he couldn't do anything about it.
"Isn't it just playing in the United States? What's so great about it?"
"These guys who adore foreign things! I don't even care about people like you being my fans..."
Soon, the Jordanian men's basketball team also officially appeared.
The competition between the two sides is about to begin.
At such a critical moment, in a VIP box in the arena, Xin Guotao, the head of the Basketball Association, was sitting with several senior officials of the Basketball Association.
They were also discussing the outcome of the game.
"Do you think you can beat the Jordanian team?"
"Hard to say!"
"There's nothing bad to say... I think we can definitely win. If we can't win, what will Zhao Feiyang do for a living? Isn't it just to win if we let him come back?"
"Isn't Zhao Feiyang so cool? It doesn't matter if he has a personality. Let his strength speak for itself...otherwise we don't want someone with a big temper and no ability..."
call out.
When the on-site referee's whistle sounded, the main players of both sides finally stood on the court and prepared to jump the ball.
Snapped.
The referee threw the ball high, Yi Jianlian slapped the ball away, and the ball fell into the hands of Ding Yanyuhang.
Ding Yanyuhang handed the ball to Guo Ailun, who held the ball across half court.
The Jordan team also immediately put into a defensive posture, especially for Zhao Feiyang's marking. They directly sent Alex, the team's most powerful defensive player, up.
The ball passed half-court.
Guo Ailun stood at the top of the arc to organize the offense.
Zhao Feiyang was not in a hurry. When Guo Ailun looked at him, he waved directly to him.
It's not that Zhao Feiyang is afraid, but he doesn't want this team to rely too much on himself, just like the Chinese men's basketball team at a certain stage before. If it can't play without Yao Ming, then once Yao Ming is not on the court, it should lose. The game is still going to be lost.
Snapped.
Guo Ailun gave the ball to Ding Yanyuhang on the wing. Ding Yanyuhang rushed inside with the ball and gave away the ball after being double-teamed.
The basketball fell into Wang Zhelin's hands.
Wang Zhelin tried to play in singles, but there was no chance. He looked around the court and threw the ball directly towards Zhao Feiyang.
Snapped.
The basketball fell into Zhao Feiyang's hands.
Seeing that the ball still fell into his own hands, Zhao Feiyang knew that he might not be able to change the situation for a while, so he caught the basketball and pulled away.
Jordan's Alex once played in the European League and is not considered a top player, but his height and wingspan do have an advantage, blocking Zhao Feiyang like a wall blocking his shooting sight.
Zhao Feiyang was not in a hurry. After confronting the opponent for two seconds, he suddenly dribbled away with a cross step. Alex immediately adjusted his body weight and followed him.
The two faced each other, and in the next second, Zhao Feiyang made a "worship to the Buddha" movement. Alex had no time to react and was thrown into the air by Zhao Feiyang.
Uh-huh.
Zhao Feiyang, who shook off his opponent, easily rushed into the two zones and made a pull-up jumper to end the battle.
The Chinese men's basketball team got a "good start" goal.
Zhao Feiyang's seemingly relaxed and comfortable style of play also made the audience immersed in more expectations.
