Xin Yong defended closely. Mikal Glenn held the ball and did not rush to break through. Instead, he pulled the ball away and walked towards the top of the arc.
One on one.
The situation seemed to be back to that day.
When Mikal Glenn signaled the other teammates to pull away, the fans on the sidelines were already aware of his intentions. On the bench of the China Men's Basketball Team, all the players stood up.
Zhao Feiyang stared at the scenes on the field with a solemn expression.
"Xin Yong, work hard! We can't lose again..."
On the field.
Xin Yong did not intend to give Mikal Glenn more opportunities. He kept reaching out to interfere and tried to steal the basketball from the opponent's hand.
Mikal Glenn was not unprepared for this sudden sneak attack. He blocked Xin Yong with one side of his body, and then suddenly distanced himself.
Xin Yong thought that Mikal Glenn was going to force the shot, so he swooped forward to block the opponent's shot. Unexpectedly, the two sides met face to face, and Mikal Glenn's "Buddha" directly deceived Xin Yong.
The next second, before Xin Yong could fully react, Mikal Glenn had already rushed to the two zones and shot a jumper.
Uh-huh.
The ball went in.
Xin Yong stood there dumbfounded.
There was an uproar.
"Depend on!"
"It's over! Xin Yong was raped again!"
"These two people don't seem to be on the same level..."
The Chinese fans on the sidelines were sighing.
On the Internet, the fans watching the live broadcast lost their patience. They really had no expectations for Xin Yong being abused again.
"Forget it! It still depends on Zhao Feiyang. There is really nothing that other national team players can do..."
"Now I know why Xin Yong lost..."
"Don't come here after playing for the national team this time..."
On the court.
After Mikal Glenn passed Xin Yong and scored, Xin Yong entered a long period of silence. In the next few minutes, although his defense has been working hard, there are really not many restrictions on Mikal Glenn.
Especially in one of the games, Mikal Glenn dunked on his head. Such "insult" is almost fatal to Xin Yong.
call out.
The first half is over.
The score between the Chinese Men's Basketball Team and the Kimchi National Men's Basketball Team was 50 to 46.
After the opponent's pursuit in the second half of the second quarter, the difference between the two sides was only 4 points. The advantage of the Chinese men's basketball team seems to be gradually disappearing.
During the break, most of the players in the locker room of the Huaxia Men's Basketball Team were quite optimistic, discussing the game and laughing with each other. Only Xin Yong was sitting in the corner with a depressed look on his face.
He seemed like a different person from usual. He didn't talk to anyone or did any other actions. He just sat there in a daze.
"well!"
Zhao Feiyang could only shake his head when he saw this scene.
He has said everything that needs to be said. Whether he can get out of his psychological shadow depends on Xin Yong himself!
"Xin Yong, come out for a moment!"
The national team leader Su Yue suddenly stood at the door of the locker room and waved to Xin Yong.
Although it was just a simple action, it immediately attracted the attention of other people in the locker room. Everyone knows very well that team leader Su Yue usually does not interfere with the team's internal affairs, but once he appears, there must be a new situation within the national team.
Sure enough, when Xin Yong walked out of the locker room, Su Yue informed him that his uncle Xin Guotao had called.
Xin Yong had a premonition that something was not going well, so he found a corner to answer the phone.
"Hello!"
"Is it Xin Yong?"
Xin Guotao's displeased voice came from the other end of the phone, "What did you do? How did you make such a big fuss this time? I gave you countless warnings before, telling you to be careful when competing abroad, but it ended up like this... ....."
"You have forgotten the lessons I taught you, haven't you?"
"Let me tell you, the higher ups were very unhappy this time. Even I was called to be scolded..." Xin Guotao started with various scoldings. However, after the scolding ended, his tone gradually became Go soft.
"After the national team game is over, I'm afraid you will never be able to join the national team again for the rest of your life..."
"Cherish your current game! I've said everything I need to say, and I've done everything I can do. I really can't protect you this time..."
Beep...beep...
The other end of the phone hung up.
When Xin Yong heard his uncle who had always been very protective of him say this, he also knew that this might be his last time returning to the national team.
Then, a sense of sadness came over me.
"Why? Why? I have been training with the national team and have never been absent. Why did my future end just once?"
"Didn't I just lose? Didn't I feel embarrassed? Isn't it okay if I can't beat?"
"What can I do? I didn't mean to lose to that bastard...I don't want things to turn out like this..."
Xin Yong, a dignified seven-foot-tall man, had only grievance on his face when he said these words. He squatted in the corner and kept suppressing his tears, but he still couldn't control them.
In order not to be discovered, he had to cover his head with his clothes and sit there with his head bowed.
After a while, he finally collected his emotions. After calming down, he was gradually overwhelmed by anger, especially when he thought of Mikal Glenn who deliberately humiliated him, Xin Yong wanted to cut that guy into pieces with a thousand knives.
"Why do you want to go to the special code? Since this is the last time I play for the national team, I will fix that guy no matter what..."
"Fuck! Damn it! I've sacrificed my labor and management. I don't care about my career anymore. I must let that guy know how good I am in the second half..."
Xin Yong walked into the locker room with revengeful anger.
At this time, the second half of the game was about to come, and Xin Yong also hurriedly walked to the infield with other teammates. After appearing again, Xin Yong was no longer confused and depressed, replaced by a look of anger and indifference.
"Revenge! I want revenge!"
The game is about to start.
Head coach Xu Lei adjusted the lineup again. He originally planned to continue to use Zhao Feiyang with Guo Ailun and other players this time, but at the critical moment, Xin Yong stepped forward.
He first walked to Guo Ailun and discussed with him, "Brother, whatever festivals happened before was my fault. I solemnly apologize to you now... Let's discuss something. I want to change things with you... ..”
"Let me partner with Brother Feiyang..."
Guo Ailun originally wanted to refuse, after all, he and Xin Yong really had nothing to do with each other. But after seeing the unfriendly look in this guy's eyes, Guo Ailun still chose to be humble.
"I listen to the coach."
Xin Yong didn't waste any time. He walked directly to coach Xu Lei and asked to appear. He also expressed his desire to cooperate with Zhao Feiyang.
Coach Xu Lei wanted to refuse, but he was troubled when he saw Xin Yong's appearance, so he could only kick the ball to Zhao Feiyang.
"I have no problem... Xin Yong, as I said before, just go ahead and do it, I will protect you..."
"No, Brother Feiyang, you will score this time. I have to keep an eye on that bastard Mikal... You believe me, today either he went out lying down or I went out sideways..."
