Yangcheng City Stadium.
A grand competition is about to take place here.
After the Chinese Men's Basketball Team ends their first warm-up match, they will face their second warm-up match opponent, the Philippines, here.
The loss to the Chinese Taipei team caused the Huaxia Men's Basketball Team to receive a lot of criticism and disappointed the fans who watched the game. However, even so, the attendance rate for this game was still astonishingly high.
The fans have not given up their expectations for the China Men's Basketball Team, or in other words, because of Zhao Feiyang's return, they have rekindled their fighting spirit and are looking forward to seeing the China Men's Basketball Team recover from its previous defeat.
Before the game started, there was a particularly special scene in the entire arena.
Many fans wore jerseys with Zhao Feiyang's number on them, or simply wore his Timberwolves clothes, and held up various cheering flags and slogans. If uninformed people saw it, they might misunderstand the game. It is a performance performed by Zhao Feiyang alone.
Half an hour before the game, the locker room of the Huaxia Men's Basketball Team.
The players chatted while changing their outfits.
The defeat in the last game did not affect their mood, and many young players could even be said to not care. Even this time's opponent, the Philippine team, is not a big deal among the young players' conversations.
"It's just a small Philippine team, we can definitely beat it..."
"This warm-up match is just a formality... Anyway, we have Brother Feiyang! If we can't beat the Philippine men's basketball team even with him here, wouldn't we be laughed to death?"
"With Brother Feiyang here, I don't have to worry about anything... I will have to shoot two more three-pointers when I have the opportunity to play. After passing this village, there will be no store like this..."
The players were talking a lot and the atmosphere in the entire locker room was quite relaxed.
Zhang Hao, the team captain on the side, heard these words in his ears, and his face showed only countless disgust.
Ever since Zhao Feiyang clashed with him in the training camp, he has been in a very depressed mood.
This is the first time he has been provoked in the national team, and it is also the first time his majesty has been questioned.
After that incident, Zhang Hao discovered that many players regarded Zhao Feiyang as their absolute core, secretly or covertly, and treated him with extreme intimacy and obedience. On the other hand, they were indeed more indifferent towards him than before.
"Mad! What's so great about it?"
"Fuck! Sooner or later, you guys have to deal with this girl..."
Zhang Hao muttered something unhappily.
Seeing other people still discussing there, his temper also increased, and he yelled at the teammates who were gathered together, "You guys don't work hard in training all day, but when we chat, you are better than the other... ..."
"What nonsense are you doing there... Hurry and get ready, we are about to enter the infield..."
Due to the "majesty" behind Zhang Hao, his teammates did not dare to fight back. However, the teammates who were reprimanded also communicated with their eyes unhappily. Although they did not speak, their behavior must be "mommy".
boom.
Head coach Su Mingtao pushed in from the outside. Dressed in formal attire, he looked even more energetic than in the previous game.
"How's it going? Are you all ready?"
"Is everyone here?"
Su Mingtao asked while packing up his tactical board and equipment.
"Coach, Brother Feiyang hasn't come yet..."
"Um?"
Head coach Su Mingtao raised his head and was stunned for a moment. He could understand that others would desert and be late or not come, but he really didn't understand Zhao Feiyang's absence.
Zhao Feiyang has always been a representative of "training pacesetter", and he is famous whether in the national team or in the professional league.
It is entirely possible to say that others are not on time, but it is definitely a bad sign to say that Zhao Feiyang is not on time.
At the same time, the "missing" Zhao Feiyang was actually not far from the locker room. In a corner of the player tunnel, Basketball Association Vice Chairman Yao Ming was communicating with him.
"Feiyang, I finally see you! I came to see you for nothing else. I just stopped by to see the team and say hello to you..."
With a smile on his face, Yao Ming took the initiative to high-five and hug Zhao Feiyang.
Both of them are top figures in Chinese basketball. Although their status is different, they still have a sense of sympathy for each other.
"Brother Yao, I have been waiting to meet you..."
"Okay! The game will start soon. Let me make a long story short... We must win today's game, otherwise the public opinion situation of the national team's men's basketball team will only get worse... .”
"With you here, I am not worried about this problem... However, I still have the same idea. You are the bottom line of the team. Before you can support the situation, you should let the young players exercise as much as possible. ....."
"So if the difference in the game is not big, you may not necessarily play for too long. I hope you can understand this..."
Zhao Feiyang really understood Yao Ming's statement.
He originally needed more time to rest to recover from the fatigue caused by the NBA season. Because of the national team's mission issues and public opinion issues, he had to join the national team in advance.
Now he can rest and paddle at the same time, and only come out to play when necessary. This is of course very satisfying for him.
Isn't it nice to be able to get some rest while also completing the tasks of the national team?
"Brother Yao, don't worry!"
"The team is entrusted to me... These young people do not lack talent, but they have enough temper and confidence... I am confident that I can bring out some of these players... "
Before the two of them finished talking, Zhao Feiyang heard someone calling his name. Not long after, an assistant coach from the national team coaching team rushed over. When he saw Zhao Feiyang and Yao Ming, he first greeted them, and then quickly asked Zhao Feiyang to change clothes.
"Feiyang, everyone has entered the infield... Coach Su asked me to urge you..."
Yao Ming also nodded to Zhao Feiyang, "Okay! If that's the case, then you go to the game first! I will also enter the infield to watch the game later... play well..."
"I heard that the Philippine men's basketball team is different this time..."
Zhao Feiyang quickly rushed to the locker room to change his uniform.
Before he was about to play, the young players of the national men's basketball team had already entered the infield under the leadership of head coach Su Mingtao.
The young players were still excited the moment they walked out of the tunnel. As the captain of the team, Zhang Hao was very surprised. After all, he lost the last game, and he did not expect that so many fans would show up to support this game.
So Zhang Hao took the initiative to reach out and high-five the fans on both sides of the stands.
However, as soon as he stretched out his hand, the fans on both sides of the stands immediately retracted it as if they were electrocuted.
"Um?"
Zhang Hao looked confused.
The fans all looked like they disliked him.
"Where is Zhao Feiyang? Why didn't Zhao Feiyang come?"
"These guys are embarrassing themselves even though they don't even have hair. If I hadn't heard that Zhao Feiyang was going to fight, I would have gone crazy and bought a ticket to support them..."
"Tch! You still want to give me a high-five? This guy hit the iron so many times in the last game, and his hand smells as bad as shit..."
