The Way of the Center

　　 During the half-time break, the Ohio State University head coach made a lot of arrangements for An Jie in the locker room, but Kufus didn't listen to a word. In his view, the coach said so much is completely futile. Only after confronting him on the field will you know how terrifying the sense of oppression is.

　　 "Hey, Costa, are you listening!?" The coach saw Kufus's hollow eyes. The biggest problem for this player is not from the stadium, but from his own heart. When the team encountered difficulties in the half of the season, instead of standing up to save the team, Kufus instead played with the team worse and worse. As a Greek, Kufus came to the United States where the strong are like forests to play, and he has always lacked enough confidence in his heart. Even though he has achieved such excellent results in high school, he still does not trust his abilities in college. When the team can win, he will regain some confidence and perform well, but when the team encounters difficulties, he will start to be suspicious. If a player starts to doubt his abilities, he will be nothing on the court. Dare to do it. The current Kufus has returned to a state of lack of confidence after fighting An Jie at halftime. Kufus is the Ohio State University's greatest confidence in winning, but now it seems that their confidence has been torn apart by the Chinese kid.

"Hey." The head coach of Ohio State University can only sigh helplessly. These student players must be a student first, and then a player. They are always children. Not all children can have a strong heart. of.

"I want you to settle the battle within ten minutes of the second half! We don't have to spend it with them! A quick fight, we have a more important game to play!" Ricard knew that Anjie was not the only one who defeated Coover. Si alone, the other members of the Orange Cowboys must have been affected somewhat in their mentality. The next game against the league's top-ranked University of Kansas is his opponent to the death. Ricard no longer wants to waste too much energy from the main players in this game.

　　 Usually Ricard will tell everyone that we slow down the rhythm, play the position slowly, and slowly grind with them. But today, Ricard actually waved his hand to get them to attack the opponent within ten minutes. The players were gearing up one by one, waiting for the game to start quickly.

　　Avid fans all returned to their seats, waiting for players from both sides to enter the field. A team that only won five games last year, and now they have only lost four games this season, ranking second in the league. The fans' depression for many years has exploded this season. Every team that comes to Ames to play away will be shocked by the atmosphere of this Devil's Stadium. As long as the away player makes a little mistake on the court, overwhelming laughter and boos will burst into his ears. As soon as Kufus came out of the player channel, he felt his nerves were about to collapse.

　　 "Go back to your hometown, Greek!"

　　 "Anjie will continue to kick your **** in the second half!"

　　 "Go home and find mom and ask for a pacifier!"

　　 For all the offenders, the fans will not have any pity for them. Fans actually don't hate Kufus, they don't hate Ohio State University, they just want their team to win.

　　Most of the players in the United States will not be affected by this insult. They have already taken it off. Although Anjie was uncomfortable at first, he was able to calmly face the words of the fans after more than a dozen games. Only Kufus, he is most afraid of playing away, his fragile nerves just can't adapt to such stimulation. Whether on or off the court in this game, Kufus was tortured in his heart. Now he has no intention of fighting, he just wants to leave this ghost place quickly.

"Costa! Crank up! You can beat that guy! You have been doing well!" The pale and feeble encouragement of the Ohio State head coach did not make Kufus feel better, and Kufus could not do it. Hidden in the locker room like this, only bite the bullet and stepped onto the court.

　　 In the second half, it was not only Kufus who could not play in the penalty area. Other Ohio State University players have also tasted the big hot pot presented by An Jie. Every time they thought they had a successful breakthrough, they would hear a snap of the ball after the shot. The basket guarded by Anjie has obviously become a no-fly zone, and no one can pass.

　　 And where is Kufus? He got a few shots in the second half, but his confidence was completely destroyed and he failed to hit the ball.

　　 "It would be great if this guy participated in the draft." Numerous scouts in the audience expressed such emotion to An Jie in their hearts.

　　 When the opponent was unable to fight back, An Jie's heart finally calmed down. Morris' gift is sure to be given out, he couldn't believe that he would become so bloodthirsty in the first half. This may be cruel to Kufus and his team, but if there is a winner, there must also be a victim. This is not a football league. Both sides may shake hands and make peace. There is no tie on the basketball court. If you don't want to lose, you must win.

　　 An Jie blocks or grabs a rebound. The Tornadoes counterattacks and scores. The Tornadoes return to defense. Throughout the first ten minutes of the second half, the game was in such a cycle, repeated again and again. As time passed by minute by minute, Ohio State University's hope was gradually fading. The tower under the Cyclone's basket is so desperate, the whole situation is under the control of that tower.

　　 Ten minutes later, the Tornadoes have extended their lead to twenty points. Ricard made a lineup adjustment, he wants to take down all the main players, this game has ended early.

　　 "Taylor, let's start." Anjie saw the teammates who were about to come on the bench. He knew that the victory was firmly in the hands of the Tornado team. He did so much today just for the present moment.

　　 "I hope he can see." Taylor nodded to Anjie.

　　 Then An Jie took off his jersey before leaving the field. To everyone's surprise, An Jie still had a jersey on him after taking off his jersey! Moreover, this jersey does not belong to him. There is a big number on both sides of the jersey, 32. This is Morris' number. Looking at the name on the back of the jersey, everyone confirmed that this is Morris's jersey.

　　 "What the **** is this kid!?" Morris' eyes widened in the ward, and An Jie played a whole game in his jersey?

An Jie turned his back to the audience. He kept pointing at the name on the back of the jersey with his thumbs and hands facing back. This is a common celebration in stadiums. It means to let everyone remember themselves and remember this changed the game. people. But today, An Jie didn't mean his name when he did this action.

　　 At the same time, Mike Taylor also took off his jersey, revealing the white lined vest he was wearing inside. Some words were written on the white vest with a black marker, and everyone in the gym focused their eyes on Taylor's vest.

"You still fight with me on the court, you're a bull." There was only a simple sentence written on Taylor's vest, which can be reminiscent of Anjie playing a whole game in Morris' jersey. The meaning is self-evident. If you are injured and can't play, then let me continue to fight on the court for you!

　　 "You bastards..." Morris clearly watched his team win, but his eyes were wet for some reason.

　　 Suddenly, almost all the fans stood up~www.NovelMTL.com~ kept applauding.

"Morris, Morris, Morris, Morris..." The fans kept chanting Morris's name as An Jie walked off the court, as if the person who had just performed brilliantly on the court was not An Jay is like Morris.

　　 Ricard did not expect Anjie and Taylor to make such a move. He is really lucky to be able to coach a group of such players.

　　 "That's what you two are sneaking up on? I said Anjie, I should wear the jersey for the next game!" Anthony Ben was also infected by the actions of the two.

　　 "To you Morris, we are still the best inside partner in this league." An Jie said this aloud to the cameras and reporters that came around.

　　 "Don't think this will please me, you bastard." Morris knew that Anjie couldn't hear him, but he still responded to the TV screen. After speaking, two lines of tears slid down Morris' cheeks.

　　 "The most prominent potential of a great star is to make the teammates around him better." Seeing Anjie's actions, Divac suddenly remembered what Jordan once said. Maybe he was taciturn in the locker room, maybe his leadership ability was not as good as Tyler. But An Jie can use his actions to turn a group of people into a team. Before, he helped Morris complete Ricard's punishment as a beginning.

　　 "You are the kind of player that all teams aspire to." Divac was also full of respect for this young guy in his heart.

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