In the locker room of the China Men's Basketball Team.
After the situation was reversed, the young players of the China Men's Basketball Team looked very frustrated. Except for players like Xin Yong who have played in major competitions with the old players, everyone else basically looks extremely depressed.
Even Zhang Hao, who has always been arrogant, rarely fell silent this time.
Regarding this situation, Su Mingtao, as the head coach, also tried to cheer everyone up by speaking.
"Don't be discouraged. You may encounter games like this again in the future. Our opponents will never be as weak as you think... This is not a bad thing for you..."
Su Mingtao encouraged him for a while, but unfortunately the effect was not very good. No one among the players picked up his words, and no one even expressed their agreement.
Su Mingtao shook his head helplessly when he saw this.
He is too young and does not have a high historical status in the Chinese basketball world. This is his biggest problem.
Even from a coaching perspective, his resume is too "shallow."
Just when he was at a loss, Zhao Feiyang, who had been silent before, stood up. He looked as calm as if nothing happened. He slowly opened a bottle of sports drink and started talking while drinking.
"Coach Su is right! It's just a game!"
"What about you! You are all the new generation selected by China Basketball. They may not be the most powerful, but they must be among the most powerful ones... You all played in the domestic league before, and the intensity of the CBA is also known to everyone. We all know that some teams are too dependent on foreign players..."
"Frankly speaking, you don't grow that fast in the domestic league...so you will feel pressure when you get to such a stadium, and you will feel that the opponent is very strong, which is completely beyond your expectations... "
"Actually, where is this? The Philippine men's basketball team is not even considered a first-class team in Asia. If you are even afraid of them, then I guess not many of you will be able to grow up in the future... ..”
"If you don't want to be eliminated and want to remain competitive enough to become a top player in the Chinese basketball world, then I advise you not to be afraid of any opponents and learn to enjoy the game... The stronger the opponent, the more inspiring you will be. potential, and if anyone performs outstandingly, he might even be favored by NBA scouts..."
After Zhao Feiyang said these words, the expressions of the players really changed.
Especially regarding the temptation of the NBA, even though many players know that their talents may be lacking, they still want to try out for an NBA team.
Those who have dreams can pursue their dreams, and those who want to make money can go gold-plating and experience the threshold and strength of the world's top clubs. There is absolutely no harm to them.
"Brother Feiyang, will there be NBA scouts in such a game?"
a player asked.
"Yes! Why not?"
Zhao Feiyang replied.
"How does it feel to play in the NBA? Is it completely different from the situation in China?"
someone asked again.
"It's hard to describe this thing in words... However, I can tell you that the basketball atmosphere in the United States is completely different, and their sports culture is really different... This , which is currently something our country cannot do..."
"Here in our country, championships are more important than our things. Some people say that Chinese people don't like sports but only like championships... This sentence is indeed correct to a certain extent... at least quite a few Some people don’t like the happiness that sports bring…”
Zhao Feiyang explained patiently.
"Brother Feiyang, if you have the opportunity to go to the United States for trial training, or spend money for special training, do you think it is necessary?"
"Of course. Why not?"
Zhao Feiyang asked, "Even if you just want to play in China for the rest of your life, going to special training will not affect your life at all... I think players should have pursuits and a certain ambition..."
"This thing determines your upper limit more than talent!"
"There is no shortage of talented players in Chinese basketball. However, some players have only talent, but they do not have the fighting spirit and ambition to match it. To put it bluntly, the fighting spirit of individual players on the court is not even as good as that of some basketball opponents. Avid enthusiast..."
Everyone's chat was quickly interrupted by the staff's voice.
"The Chinese Men's Basketball Team...the second half will start soon, you can enter..."
After the staff reminded them outside the locker room, the players quickly packed up.
After a brief exchange, the team's previously extremely unstable morale was calmed down by Zhao Feiyang. Before officially walking out of the locker room, Zhao Feiyang also gathered everyone together.
Zhang Hao stood aside not wanting to move, but Zhao Feiyang signaled him to come over.
"Listen up!"
"We can play the second half as we want, don't panic, and don't be afraid of confrontation... Don't put too much pressure on us, treat this game as a confrontation..."
"Leave that guy named Zalman to me..."
As soon as Zhao Feiyang said these words, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up.
Many players are looking forward to Zhao Feiyang playing more than the fans outside. Everyone knows that with Zhao Feiyang's current strength, once he goes on the court to play, the Philippine men's basketball team will be defeated and the situation will be reversed.
"Very good!"
"We will definitely win now!"
Everyone was very excited.
A group of people gradually walked out of the tunnel and entered the infield.
Zhao Feiyang and Su Mingtao were the last to leave.
"Coach Su, I'm sorry...I didn't discuss it with you in advance...but I think I can indeed play. No matter what, we must win this game... ..”
Su Mingtao did not blame Zhao Feiyang, but was very happy.
"Feiyang, you don't need to explain... In fact, I want to thank you... If you weren't willing to stand behind me to support me and respect me, I'm afraid these guys would be even more disobedient... "
"It's not easy to be the head coach of the national team!"
Su Mingtao sighed, "I wish I had known that each of these boys was more arrogant than the last. No matter what I did, I couldn't take on this responsibility..."
Zhao Feiyang smiled and shook his head, patting coach Su Mingtao on the shoulder to express comfort.
The two quickly walked out together.
The second half begins.
When the players from both sides appeared on the court again, the fans were shocked to find that Zhao Feiyang had taken off his jacket and appeared on the sidelines.
For a moment, countless fans exclaimed.
"What's going on? Zhao Feiyang is going to appear?"
"Fuck! This guy is finally going to fuck me!"
"Don't worry now! It's only a matter of time before Zhao Feiyang loses to us in the Philippine team..."
Not only the fans reacted greatly, but also a group of players on the Philippine men's basketball team bench were a little surprised when they noticed Zhao Feiyang coming on the stage.
The team's head coach Leif and foreign aid Zalman looked at each other, and their originally relaxed expressions became a little more solemn.
"Zalman, the person you were waiting for has arrived!"
"Come on! I've been waiting for this moment for a long time!"
