Extreme Almightiest Young Master

Chapter 233 Lin Feng Becomes a Coach

Shen Yao saw that Lin Feng could actually rouse the seemingly waning morale of Yingbo University in just a few words; she admired him even more in her heart. Only Lin Feng could have such a commanding personal charisma to pull the team’s spirits back from adversity. Although she didn’t understand what tactics Lin Feng was employing, Shen Yao was clear in her heart that there must be a reason behind his actions, and after the victory of the upcoming game, she would know the answer. There was no need to be anxious now!

Seeing that Lin Feng had already set up the specific tactical arrangements for the student team, Ding Wan’er also felt relieved. Lin Feng’s involvement was sure to turn the game around; since he played so well on the court, there should be no problem with him directing the game either. However, seeing Shen Yao by Lin Feng’s side, Ding Wan’er felt a bit sour in her heart. She was Lin Feng’s fiancée and also wanted to stand by his side to support him, but she wasn’t bold enough to do so like Shen Yao, and her identity as the principal didn’t allow it anyway.

Leng Mei understood Ding Wan’er’s intentions in seeking Lin Feng’s help. As long as the school team could win, she had to seize every hope. And now, with Lin Feng here, his involvement would greatly increase the odds of victory. Thus, asking Lin Feng to help was the right thing to do. Lin Feng’s capabilities were truly unfathomable; he always surprised everyone. As time passed, she kept discovering Lin Feng’s shining points. Someone as outstanding as he was not someone to let slip by, which made her wonder what she should do going forward... What stance should she take...

Miao Qingjun saw that Yingbo University was unexpectedly changing their coach mid-fight, letting No. 7 take over, and he almost laughed out loud. How could Ding Wan’er do something so outrageous as to let that No. 7 coach the team? What a joke; he was so young, how could he possibly coach and direct the game! Just because he played basketball well didn’t mean he could coach; the two were completely different. Changing the coach at the last minute was a taboo, and Ding Wan’er must understand this principle, so what did it mean for her to let No. 7 coach?

Now, no amount of effort would help; no matter who coached, there was no way to reverse Yingbo University’s defeat. Didn’t he see how exhausted Yingbo’s players were, pushed to their limits by his own energized team? They’d be lacking the stamina needed for the rest of the game. How could they compete with his team, which had been training over a vacation? Furthermore, the coordination issues amongst Yingbo’s players had remained unsolved, so the Yingbo team was undoubtedly destined to lose!

That No. 7 was going to coach?

What was No. 7 doing now?

Why was No. 7 over there?

...

As everyone watched Lin Feng go over to the student team to give instructions, pointing out the strategies for the upcoming segment of the game, they were all confused. They didn’t understand what No. 7 was doing. Although he had played exceptionally well during the game, leaving a lasting impression, it was still the student team’s match, and the situation for Yingbo University’s student team didn’t look great. What was he doing pointing things out? Could it be that he was really going to coach and command the players?

How could he possibly be a coach? He was so young—sure, he had brilliant basketball skills as a player, but everyone knew that great players didn’t necessarily make great coaches. Coaching required a strong sense of the bigger picture and acute observational skills to analyze the opponent’s weaknesses and mistakes, all of which came from experience—something a person so young couldn’t possibly have. What was Yingbo University thinking? Were they so pressed by the opposition that they had no choice but to let No. 7 take the coaching mantle, a desperate move akin to a last-ditch effort to save a dying horse?

Amidst everyone’s questions, the third quarter of the game began.

With Lin Feng’s direction, the Yingbo University students were now barely able to hold off the opponents’ offensive, containing the trend of the widening score gap. After receiving the ball, they began to score slowly, following Lin Feng’s prescribed movements. The gap on the scoreboard gradually shrank, and everyone’s eyes widened in surprise. They really didn’t understand what No. 7 had told his players to turn around what should have been a one-sided game. Yingbo University’s score also started to catch up.

The third quarter ended with the scoreboard showing 58 to 67.

Seeing the score and that the gap had not widened further during the entire third quarter, but rather narrowed to a difference of nine points, Ding Wan’er finally felt at ease. Things were moving in a positive direction, and having Lin Feng guide the student team appeared to be the right decision. Otherwise, based on the original performance, the gap would have grown even more, which would have sealed their defeat! Since this was the result of everyone’s efforts, she had to cheer on the students in the next quarter with all her might.

"Students, rest up quickly, and let’s put in more effort in the fourth quarter. If we win the game, we’ll celebrate at Jinbei Restaurant!" Ding Wan’er, smiling widely, used these words to motivate the players, hoping to give them strength.

"Alright!"

"We will definitely win!"

"With Teacher Lin, we are sure to win!"

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Seeing the principal constantly caring for everyone brought comfort to their hearts, and what’s more, the principal had promised that if they won, they would celebrate at Jinbei Restaurant, a renowned establishment in Tianhai. Normally, these students wouldn’t dream of dining there, which showed just how earnest the principal was about winning this game.

In fact, they didn’t need the principal’s encouragement; they were confident they could win the game under Teacher Lin’s leadership. Since Teacher Lin took command in the third quarter, not only had they stopped the decline, but they had also narrowed the score gap to just 9 points. As long as they followed Teacher Lin’s instructions in the upcoming game, they would surely clinch the victory—that was a certainty all Yingbo University students firmly believed.

"Don’t talk, and take the time to rest. Here’s what we’ll do for the upcoming game: player number 13 will cooperate with player number 10 in this position to score, player number 9..." Lin Feng quickly assigned tasks for the fourth quarter, while urging everyone to rest and recover their energy as much as possible. The intensity of this basketball game had indeed increased, and from the very beginning, they had disrupted Post and Telecommunications University’s rhythm. Due to the unfamiliar pace in the first two quarters, they had wasted a lot of energy on futile actions, leading to significantly greater physical exhaustion than their opponents. If nothing unexpected occurred, enduring the fourth quarter would be a challenge.

After listening to Lin Feng, all the players hurried to rest, closing their eyes to think about the strategies Teacher Lin had just laid out. Though two minutes was a short time, it was enough to recover a considerable amount of energy. Everyone made the most of every second to rest, with substitute players actively giving full-body massages to those who were playing, ensuring the starters had the best possible break.

"Their score gap has narrowed!"

"Yeah, from the moment number 7 started commanding, the situation changed!"

"The third quarter ended with just a 9-point difference!"

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The audience on the field began to comment on Yingbo University again, with the performance of player number 7 catching their attention. It was surprising how someone so young could coach, and coach so well at that. Ever since he started giving directions, the third quarter had seen a halt in their losing streak and the score gap reduced to 9 points. His level of aptitude seemed not to be confined to just being a player; as a coach, he was equally impressive!

Miao Qingjun was really at a loss for words. How could he be so unlucky to encounter number 7? He could have never dreamed that the seemingly assured victory for his college student team would be overturned by his participation. Without number 7 directing the Yingbo University students in the third quarter, the score gap would have surely widened again. The plan was to extend the lead to at least 30 points by the end of the third quarter, but instead of widening, the gap kept shrinking and ended up being only 9 points. All of this trouble was because of that damn number 7!

The previous game involving faculty members had already been ruined by that accursed number 7, squandering a near-impossible defeat and propelling Yingbo University to mount a remarkable comeback, boosting their morale. And now, in this official college student game, which was supposed to be a secure victory, the potential for change arose again because of number 7. It was already unbelievable enough that he could play to such an unpredictable and extraordinary level, but being a basketball coach as well? Was he even human, or was he some deity sent to work against me? No normal person could possibly be that abnormal!

"No matter what, we must win the game," Miao Qingjun couldn’t take the suspense any longer. "If we come across any mishaps in this college competition, then the reputation of Post and Telecommunications University would be completely lost. No, this cannot happen. With a high reward, there comes boldness. I refuse to believe that a game which was deemed a certain victory could be overturned by number 7 yet again!"

"Principal, rest assured!"

"We will definitely win!"

"They’ve run out of energy!"

"And they still have problems with coordination!"

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Hearing about the bonus promised by the principal, the Post and Telecommunications University students seemed injected with a shot of adrenaline. For this game, everyone had stayed at the school to train instead of going home for the holidays, all were brimming with confidence in securing victory. No one could tolerate that the assured win could become uncertain due to a change in the opponent’s coach. Now with the prospect of a 10,000 yuan bonus for victory, the morale of the Post and Telecommunications University students soared to an all-time high—that was a cash reward of 10,000 yuan per person!