{Real World}

Xiandao raised his eyebrows when he heard this, his mouth opened, as if he wanted to argue something.

"I know what you want to say, but everything is based on the results of the game, especially in professional arenas." Lin Jue emphasized, "Besides, Nan Lie is actually playing pediatrics, and you have never seen a real career killer."

Xiandao was dumbfounded and looked disbelief.

Lin Jue turned his head and glanced at him: "It seems that you are still childish... You don't know what kind of injuries Pele, the king of football, has suffered, right? The world is as black as a crow, and professional basketball is not cleaner than professional football."

Just as Lin Jue talked about immortality, the game on the court was over, and Xiangyang lost 117 to 104. Nan Lie, who returned to the sidelines, was "repentance" to coach Kitano, saying that he had hurt Fujima in desperation and dared not have another next time.

Coach Kitano may not have seen Nan Lie lying, but he is kind-hearted and willing to believe his disciple once and give him a chance to correct his mistakes.

At the same time, under the guidance of Sanhao Photon, Sudezhong went to a restaurant that had been booked in advance for lunch at the outfield of the stadium.

During the meal, Lin Jue saw that Xiandao was a little dazed and couldn't help but say, "Zhang'er, are you still thinking about Nan Lie's injury to Teng? Haven't you turned around yet?"

"I, I just think basketball should be a little purer..."

"Pure? What is purity?" Lin Jue sneered, "Basketball should look like basketball!"

"What does basketball look like?" Xiandao was puzzled, "What does it look like?"

Lin Jue did not answer his question immediately, but asked back: "Do you know who invented basketball?"

"It seems like I'm an American, what's the name Smith..." Xiandao said inconclusively.

"It's James Naismith!" Lin Jue said an English name that sounds a bit complicated to Neon People. "He was born in Canada and later became a American citizen, but what I want to say is not this, but when basketball was invented, the rules set by Naismith were actually quite simple, and many of the rules were gradually improved later."

"What do you... mean?" Xiandao still didn't understand much.

"It's very simple. Let me give you an example. The original basketball game was played in an iron cage, just like a Colosseum. With no rules such as physical violations, so after a game, players on both sides were often covered in bruises, and iron wire blood marks were the most common injuries."

"ah?!"

Not only Xiandao, but even Akagawa, who was sitting next to him, was so scared that he exclaimed in surprise by Lin Jue's statement.

"In the 1940s and 1950s, this situation improved a little, but there were no black players on the court." Lin Jue continued to expose the news, "Zhang'er, you can imagine what the concept is that it is not even possible to play because of skin color? This is to be injured and not give you a chance!"

Xiandao: "..."

"Also, there was no limit on offensive time at that time. The side with the ball did not have to shoot within 30 seconds. They could pass the ball and control the ball for ten minutes. "At this point, Lin Jue recalled a little, "So at the end of 1950, a very strange basketball game appeared. Both sides of the game were the Lakers and Pistons, the famous American Basketball Team. Originally, the Pistons were slightly weaker than the Lakers in terms of player strength, but at the end of the game, the total score was 19 to 18, and the Pistons narrowly won with one point."

Now it was not only Sendo and Akagawa, but even the teammates who eavesdropped around him widened their eyes: "What's the score!?"

"Nineteen to eighteen." Lin Jue repeated, "This is the tactics that the Pistons coach can defeat the powerful Lakers based on the rules at that time, delaying time! After getting the ball, he kept dragging the time and passing the ball to control the ball. Therefore, the two teams only took thirty-one shots in total, hitting four goals each, and more of them were to decide the outcome by foul free throws."

Xiandao and others were speechless for a while, and even Sanhao Photon rolled their eyes.

Seeing this, Lin Jue curled his lips and said, "What's so strange? The Pistons win within the scope permitted by the rules, that is, win, and Fengyu was the same before."

When the immortal heard this, he showed a thoughtful expression.

On the contrary, Akagawa was not convinced and muttered: "Nan Lie's foul on Fuji, he can definitely be sent off directly, and the referee must have a problem."

Lin Jue laughed silently and said, "I think you must admit that no matter whether there is a problem with the penalty, a black whistle, or something like that... At least there are clear judgment standards for sports competitions, and the audience will sympathize with the unfair judgment. Unlike some working people who have been struggling in the enterprise for more than ten years, they can consciously be promoted to the head of the section. As a result, they are inexplicably pushed away by people with qualifications and weak abilities. No one sympathizes with them, and there is no place to appeal."

After hearing these words, the servant decommunicated people were silent.

Lin Jue took the opportunity to say, "I hope you remember my words, 'Without the rules, you should not have the intention to harm others', which is enough."

After lunch, Shudezhong took a short break, then entered the in-house to warm up, and met someone from Changcheng High School unexpectedly.

After Lin Jue glanced around Chang Chengmen, he even lacked interest in greeting the other captain, so he planned to go to his bench with his people.

But when he passed by Chang Chengzhong, a guy with a shoe-tight face in Chang Chengzhong's high school suddenly said sarcastically: "Your Tokyo team has already returned home this morning, and it's your turn next."

Captain Chang Cheng Ao Ma You pretended to shout at his teammates and said, "Mu Zeng, what are you guessing?"

Yuzichai, who was standing beside his shoehorn face, also smiled and said, "That's right, the game hasn't started yet!"

Seeing this, Akagawa was so angry that he almost jumped up on the spot: "Baga!"

Lin Kejue pressed his shoulder and said, "Don't be angry, the game will be played soon, there is no need to be a verbal dispute." As he said that, he also winked at Tetsu Naito beside him.

Naito understood, reached out and stretched out his hand and pulled the shoe-to-horn face that he wanted to get closer to the side: "Get out of the way!" At the same time, he also blocked it with his body.

Seeing this, Amano Daye stood side by side with Naito in time to help.

Lin Jue immediately took his remaining teammates to the bench of Chang Chengzhong and arrived at the Shude Academy. However, since he had just appeared in the national competition for the first time, Shudezhong hardly received much encouragement from the audience, and there were many cheering.

While taking off his long sweatpants, Lin Jue gave Akagawa, who was taking off his short-sleeved sweatshirt, and said, "You will be the one who guards the whisper just now in the game."

Akagawa was stunned for a moment, then said, "No problem!"

Soon, both sides warmed up and returned to the sidelines to receive the final mobilization of their coaches. Then, under the whistle of the referee, the five starters from both sides gathered in the middle circle and stood at their own station.

"Bai Fang Shude, Hong Fang Changcheng, the competition begins!"

jump ball.

Naito easily pulled the racket to his half with the advantage of one palm above Changmae's center.

Xiandao judged the ball path and knew that Lin Jue would definitely get the ball. He immediately shook his body, threw away Yu Zichai beside him, and headed straight to Changcheng High School basket.
Chapter completed!