As he was speaking, cheers were heard again on the court.
A few even whistled in celebration.
"Sure, Duan Feng, with you here, we'll definitely be first this time." Teacher Wang patted Duan Feng on the shoulder.
Duan Feng took the water and drank it quickly. After drinking it, he said, "Not necessarily. I heard that the Second Hospital is also making serious preparations."
"It's okay. The teacher from the Sports Academy is here to coach us again this time. I sent him our training videos and everyone's situation. We have a deep bench, so we can still defeat many schools in a rotation."
Duan Feng screwed on the bottle cap and lifted it up casually, and the mineral water bottle fell into the trash can beside him.
"There are indeed many people who can fight, but there are very few who fight well," said Duan Feng.
Teacher Wang sighed, "That's true. Everyone just has a hobby and their skills are average."
They are doctors, not professional basketball players. It's good to find so many people who can play, but it's difficult to find people with good skills.
"Let the taller ones start first," Zhao Ziyang suggested.
"We're missing a striker," said Teacher Wang.
"I'll do it," Duan Feng pleaded and went into battle.
"It's a pity that you don't have such three-point shooting ability from the outside," said Teacher Wang.
"How many three-pointers can you shoot in a game? The most important force for offense and scoring is still the forwards." Zhao Ziyang said.
Teacher Wang was in a dilemma for a moment.
Duan Feng is basically all-round, has solid basic skills, and has good basketball IQ. He is considered the best player among them.
There is no doubt about Duan Feng's outside shooting ability. For general non-professional teams, the outside line is basically a weak link. At this time, with a strong outside player like Duan Feng, it will definitely put pressure on the opponent's outside line, pull people out of the inside line, and create more offensive opportunities for the inside line.
"What about the swing between forward and guard?" asked Teacher Wang.
Everyone present was shocked. Zhao Ziyang laughed and said, "We're still playing tricks like this?"
The swingman is something that only professional players can do, and it requires a high level of running ability from the small forward or shooting guard. This group of doctors doesn't exercise much in their daily lives, and none of them can persist in playing the entire game. This tactic will only make the "swingman" run out of energy too early and leave the court early.
You know, their idea is to keep Duan Feng's physical strength as much as possible, ensure accuracy, and try to score as many points as possible.
Mr. Wang also felt that his assumption was too naive, but he was also in a dilemma. "No matter how I count the starting lineup, I'm missing a striker with strong breakthrough ability. What should I do?"
Zhao Ziyang took out his phone and said, "I'll ask in the group chat if anyone else is interested. If anyone is good at basketball, please come over."
Teacher Wang: "I've sent out the recruitment notice three times, with large groups from several hospitals taking turns sending it out. Otherwise, how could I have recruited these dozen people?"
Duan Feng also said: "Everyone is very busy. If they don't like basketball, no one would be willing to participate."
Teacher Wang sighed, "Yes, even if there are bonus incentives, this money...is better spent on performing more surgeries."
Badminton court.
Zhou Mo leaned sideways on the lounge chair, turned half his body, and looked at the basketball court.
I saw Teacher Wang and his group discussing something on the sidelines during the break.
The players also left the field and drank water and rested.
Zhou Mo asked Han Chen curiously, "Have you ever thought about participating?"
"Not interested," Han Chen said.
"Basketball is a team sport, so it's good to participate. Especially for someone like you who isn't good at socializing, basketball can quickly bring you closer to others."
Zhou Mo sincerely felt that Han Chen was too unique, so unique that he had no friends.
It was like this before and it is like this now.
She always thought that she was lonely enough, but at least she still had Chen Pan. Han Chenzhen didn't have a real "friend".
It was not easy for him to integrate into Du Moyou's group because he and Du Moliang were fellow apprentices, and Han Chen took the initiative to contact them because he had something to ask of Lu Yaocheng.
Han Chen frowned and looked at Zhou Mo deeply, "Why do you always want me to play basketball?"
When he was in high school and his class was organizing a basketball team, Zhou Mo really wanted him to join.
Zhou Mo said, "Playing basketball is so interesting. It requires strength, skills, and tactics. If I were a boy, I would definitely choose basketball. It's full of hormones."
Han Chen chuckled, "After all, you just want to see handsome guys."
Zhou Mo snorted, "No?"
Han Chen suddenly leaned in close, his nose almost touching Zhou Mo's. "Didn't you say you wouldn't eat grass near your own nest?"
The hot air hit Zhou Mo's face, burning her cheeks red. His colleague was not far away, so Zhou Mo quickly pushed him away.
In a panic, she refused to give in and said, "You didn't let me eat the grass in the nest either."
Han Chen smiled, his voice light and tempting: "How do you want to eat it?"
Zhou Mo was so amused that her face turned red. After holding it in for a long time, she said, "It's annoying. Didn't you say you would take me home? I want to go home."
She stood up and was about to go to the locker room, but Han Chen grabbed Zhou Mo's wrist and pulled her back to her seat.
"What?" Zhou Mo quickly pulled his arm back.
"Do you really want to see me play basketball?" Han Chen asked.
Zhou Mo was stunned. Did Han Chen give in?
She nodded her head in delight, "Yeah."
Full of anticipation.
"After they leave, I'll play with you."
As soon as Han Chen said this, Zhou Mo's expectant expression instantly dimmed.
"Who plays basketball with two people?" Zhou Mo was furious.
"Then how do you want to fight?" Han Chen asked knowingly.
"With them," Zhou Mo looked towards the basketball court, "They are all your colleagues, it's not like you don't know them. They won't die from a few hits."
Han Chen said nothing and looked silently at the basketball court.
"You obviously watch CBA and obviously know how to play basketball, but you never play basketball. No, you never play basketball in front of me. Why?" Zhou Mo asked.
"Who said I played basketball?" Han Chen suddenly acted like a rogue.
Zhou Mo knew that he was talking nonsense.
"Shi Yan, Zuo Siqi, and... they all said they saw you playing basketball."
Han Chen turned around and looked at Zhou Mo, "If you want to watch me play basketball, it's not impossible. It depends on what conditions you set."
Zhou Mo was stunned: "What conditions?"
Han Chen curled his lips and smiled evilly: "If you let me do something I don't want to do, you should at least give me some benefits, right?"
Seeing his gaze shifting downwards, Zhou Mo crossed his arms, immediately stood up from the chair, and took a few steps back to distance himself from him.
"What are you thinking about?" Han Chen smiled, then said seriously, "Open the permissions on your QQ space and Moments to me."
Zhou Mo was startled and asked him thoughtfully, "What are you going to do?"
Han Chen: "Look at your past."
Zhou Mo: "What's so good about my past?"
Han Chen: "Open or not? If not, let's go home now."
Zhou Mo: "Open, open."
Zhou Mo didn't have to struggle at all when she thought about watching Han Chen play basketball. After all, this was a dream she had had for more than ten years.
"Open now," Han Chen urged.
Zhou Mo glanced at him. He was really cautious and would not suffer any loss.
"I'm open. Can you really go play basketball?" Zhou Mo asked for confirmation.
"When have I ever lied to you?"
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