September, Yunhai No. 1 Middle School. Because the basketball team was out of the group stage in the national competition, this made the school very angry, especially after An Yuan announced his withdrawal from the basketball team, the school did not hesitate, and directly asked the coach to become an ordinary physical education teacher, which gave Zhai Yang a chance . Although Zhai Yang has not been in China for a few years, his teammates at the same time are either well-known professional players in China, or they are already in the unit and have a good status. With their guarantee, it will not be a problem for Zhai Yang to become the coach of Yunhai No. 1 Middle School. At first, the school was a little embarrassed when they saw Zhai Yang sitting in a wheelchair. Such a person can also be a coach. The referrer sneered and said, although something happened to him and his legs and feet were inconvenient, if he didn't want to lead your team, how could he come to you as a coach? The school is a bit difficult to investigate, but they can also hear the meaning of this sentence-the temple of the basketball team of Yunhai No. 1 Middle School is too small to accommodate his big Buddha. "Then... What are Teacher Zhai's conditions?" "Simple, disband the current basketball team." Seeing the school's astonished expression, Zhai Yang explained again, "All the players, I will go find them myself." The basketball team of Yunhai No. 1 Middle School Disbanding in place is like throwing a pebble on a calm lake. There were ripples where the stone entered the water, but the lake in the distance remained calm. Therefore, the disbandment of the basketball team of Yunhai No. 1 Middle School shocked the students of Yunhai No. 1 Middle School, and there was a lot of speculation on the Internet. Zhai Yang didn't care about this, he then put up posters for the reorganization of the team in Yunhai School, which made the students of Yunhai No. 1 Middle School somewhat puzzled, why the disbanded basketball team had to be reorganized. "Shuffle the cards. Since these players don't have the will to win, they can leave directly. Although retraining new players will be troublesome, what's more troublesome is that if the team doesn't have the will to win, they won't be able to achieve results." Zhai When facing Ning Ya's inquiry, Yang gave his own explanation. "But, why did you do this?" Ning Ya asked puzzled. "I want to play basketball..." Zhai Yang sighed. It's a bit embarrassing to say, when he saw Shan Jingshou say this, he cried for a long time - he really wanted to play basketball, but he couldn't. "What?" Ning Ya looked suspiciously and looked at Di Yang in confusion. Zhai Yang didn't explain either. If you haven't read the words "basketball", you won't be able to understand the meaning of this word. Even if Ning Ya reads "", most of them are booklets. Now, the booklet of the eighth volume has not been released yet, so it's normal for her not to know. Zhai Yang really wants to play basketball, and he also wants to pick up his previous dream. If we force him to explain it, maybe this is "feelings"? "However, what should you do if An Yuan is poached away? You can't wait any longer? Let's see which school he goes to and make a decision." Ning Ya complained a little. "That can't be helped. Yunhai No. 1 Middle School...is the prototype of Xiangbei, I can't follow him." Zhai Yang said with a smile, "I also have my own things to do." "Then what are you going to do next?" "An Yuan is still in No. 1 Middle School, so I want to find time to chat with him." This is Zhai Yang's plan. In the next few days, he patrolled around several basketball courts, and he could always see An Yuan on the stadium during recess or physical education class, playing 3v3 or 5v5 with others. "This guy... really doesn't look like someone who quit the basketball team." Seeing An Yuan score a layup, Zhai Yang shook his head helplessly. After landing, An Yuan saw Zhai Yang beside the playground, and was also taken aback for a moment. The two met once a few months ago. If it wasn't because Di Yang was in a wheelchair, An Yuan might not have remembered him. Zhai Yang nodded slightly and waved, An Yuan also nodded slightly. In 3v3 games, there are usually a lot of people sitting off the court waiting to pick up the team. An Yuan found someone to take his place, and walked towards Zhai Yang himself. "Long time no see." "Yeah." An Yuan nodded, and glanced at Zhai Yang's left leg again, "You...why are you here? Parents of students? No, you should be less than thirty years old, right?" "It's exactly thirty this year." Zhai Yang said with a smile, "It can't be the parents of the students. Actually,
I'm the new coach of the basketball team, An Yuan, come back? An Yuan shook his head. "No, I'm tired and nothing interesting." "An Yuan moved his gaze to the arena, "Look, I'm here, and I can also interact with my teammates as much as I want. "" Are you really enjoying yourself? "Zhai Yang asked back. An Yuan's expression was solemn, and he looked at Zhai Yang in puzzlement. "It's level. Whether it's 3v3 or 5v5, most of the participants are just ordinary basketball fans. Do you really enjoy playing with them? "Zhai Yang asked rhetorically. No matter what An Yuan said, he had scored 40 points in the national competition. Therefore, it was impossible for him to use his full strength when he played wild ball with others. Slow down the rhythm, and the rules of the game will not be strictly followed. Under such conditions, it is impossible to use all your strength, right? "..." An Yuan opened his mouth and turned his head again, "I want you to care! ? "Zhai Yang was still thinking about how to communicate with An Yuan again. Suddenly, someone called An Yuan's name. He turned around, only to see a middle-aged man in a white T-shirt waving at An Yuan." Sorry, someone is looking for me. With a slight apology on An Yuan's face, he turned and walked towards that person. Who is this? Zhai Yang looked at the middle-aged man, a little unfamiliar. "As expected of An Yuan, another teacher from another school... ..." "Is he really going to leave? "It's really hard to say." But the school basketball team has been disbanded, so it's okay to go to another school, right? "" Didn't the school form a team again? "The level is not good... I can't go far at all..." A group of students passing by Di Yang whispered. Di Yang rubbed his chin and glanced at An Yuan and the middle-aged man. So that's how it is... An Yuan Recently, he is really worried about the school, not which school to choose. When he quit the basketball team, he was ready not to play basketball. Now, several schools send out invitations one after another, which makes him a little upset. "Xiao Yuan..." An Yuan was about to enter the house when his mother stopped him suddenly. "What's the matter? " "How about school?" Which one to choose? "I said no to choose." I'm still in middle school. "An Yuan said bravely. He didn't know how long he could hold on." Oh. By the way, today, the coach of No. 1 Middle School basketball team mailed you a courier. Is it yours? Very heavy. ""ah? express delivery? "An Yuan took the cardboard box from his mother with a confused face. It was really heavy. What is it? It doesn't look like a basketball. An Yuan was puzzled, carried the cardboard box back to his bedroom, put the cardboard box on the desk, The mailer wrote "Zhai Yang". He opened the carton, and there were 7 unopened comics and 9 comic magazines inside. """? "An Yuan looked at the title of the book on the booklet, and subconsciously read it out.