Chapter 137:-for-tat
On the basketball court, boys and girls waited with bated breath.
All eyes were attracted by Qin Fei's three points.
Everyone thinks this ball will pass through the heart.
This is Qin Fei's magic.
But.
Hehe.
The ball crossed a perfect line and went straight out of bounds, just hitting the girl who was laughing at Qin Fei just now.
Air ballοΌοΌοΌ
She looked at Qin Fei with a look of resentment.
Take the ball and smash it at Qin Fei.
Qin Fei looked embarrassed, but couldn't help but laugh.
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"Qin Fei, what are you doing. Xie Donggua was a little speechless.
"It's been a long time since I've been fighting, I'm alive. Qin Fei replied.
"Hold you, pass me the ball when you're alive, I haven't touched the ball yet. β
"I'll give you a touch in a moment. β
"I'm touching your. β
β....β
Six classes kick off.
It's still this Hu Tao who gets the ball.
He didn't believe in evil, and pretended to force flower arrangement.
Qin Fei stole the peach with a monkey trick and took the ball away.
There is no way, Qin Fei is taller than him, stronger than him, and faster than him, crushing in all directions, and the main thing is that his dribble center of gravity is too high.
gave Qin Fei enough opportunity to steal the ball.
......
This time everyone saw it clearly.
If the last time was accidental, this time.
It must still be fate.
"Qin Fei, that's great. β
"Qin Fei, awesome. β
"Qin Fei, come on. β
Can you unify your voice, it's a bit of a mess.
Teacher Feng stood up excitedly.
He found out.
This Qin Fei's judgment and reflexes are all first-class, this person's ball sense is not bad, if he is pulled into the school team and practiced, he can be a passing substitute.
Teacher Feng was thoughtful.
He asked the two classes to hold a basketball game, of course, not to let the two classes fight, but because he was the basketball team leader of the school's physical education department, and specially selected some top sports students.
This time it is to see if there are any good seedlings, because in recent years, the basketball talents of Longhuai No. 1 Middle School have withered and have been hung by other middle schools.
It's already made him unable to hold his head up.
Yang Bin looked solemn, walked over and explained a few words to Hu Tao, patted his buttocks again, and comforted his teammates.
Qin Fei took the ball this time and fulfilled his promise.
Pass the ball to the winter melon.
Let him touch the ball.
The moment the winter melon got the ball, he kissed the surface of the ball excitedly.
Mom.
It's a bunch of unhygienic kids.
I'm so hungry.
Winter melon usually slams the door in the dormitory, and his body is quite effective, and after taking the ball, he retreats and comes to a three-point.
Anyway, you can't get into the sky.
This time God is merciful.
in.
17 to 3.
It's open.
The girls in Class 8 can finally raise their eyebrows and vent their emotions frantically.
Winter melon also started to run to celebrate.
It was still Qin Fei who kicked off the ball, Qin Fei sent the ball to Yao Ming, everyone has a share, and they can't eat alone.
Yao Ming had been depressed for the whole game, and took the ball at this time.
Rushed in like a ferocent.
Like a big stupid bear with no brains.
Crush under the basket with a strong body and make a hook hand.
But this Su Mu's physical talent is indeed very amazing, and he successfully intercepted it in the air and covered Yao Ming's must-score goal.
Pegboard cap.
But.
Qin Fei's judgment and reaction seemed to be a step faster than everyone else, and he appeared in the right position in an instant, grabbed the rebound with his amazing bounce, and successfully made up the basket.
17 to 5.
Qin Fei sweated a little, and felt that he had regained a little touch, what Qin Fei said before, he was also a quasi-starter, and some basic skills were still very solid.
For example, in the middle of the shot, such as a breakthrough.
Eight classes kick off.
This time, Qin Fei asked the winter melon to serve to himself.
It's time to show the real technology.
Qin Fei controls the ball.
Motioned for Yao Ming and Winter Melon to pull away and let go of the middle space.
That's right, this tactic learns theirs.
Qin Fei looked at Hu Tao, who was a head shorter than him, and wanted to laugh in his heart, and he laughed out loud when he smiled.
Isn't this Nima a head?
Qin Fei beeped not much, and with a quick breakthrough, he used his body to forcibly occupy a position and squeezed into the basket.
The perfect basket.
I didn't even go in.
Because Qin Fei is taller, faster, and stronger than Hu Tao.
So I couldn't jump at all and got the rebound.
Continue to put the basket down.
And don't enter.
I grabbed the rebound again and continued to put it down.
Still not entering.
....
Rebroadcast.
After brushing five rebounds, Qin Fei put the ball in.
17 to 7.
Everyone thought that Qin Fei was deliberately playing with him.
Actually, no, Qin Fei just couldn't put the ball in.
Embarrassed.
"Qin Fei, you are too much, brush up on rebounds. "The dragon soars and kills people.
In the next round, it's the same as before.
Qin Fei doesn't care about any morality, just catch his small weakness and fight to the death, this is competitive sports, you did the same just now, feng shui just takes turns.
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17 to 13.
The crowd went crazy with laughter.
Cao Ying was embarrassed, covered his mouth and laughed, Qin Fei in his heart, you are too unkind, but he just likes Qin Fei's ridiculous appearance.
This time.
Yang Bin finally reacted and adjusted his strategy.
Let Su Mu personally defend Qin Fei, Yang Bin defend Yao Ming, and Hu Tao defend Xie Donggua.
Qin Fei took the ball.
I can't be impulsive, this Su Mu's physical quality is not comparable to that Hu Tao just now, if I come hard, I don't know if it will work.
So I chose a more conservative style of play.
Signaling the winter melon to be in the inner line, or to play this Hu Tao.
This person has been beaten by Qin Fei to doubt his life.
The mentality is seriously collapsed, and it is easiest to hit him now.
Qin Fei is so cheap.
Winter melon understands it.
Resisting Hu Tao with his big ass, Hu Tao's small man has no way to compete with winter melon.
Winter melon squeezed twice as soon as he caught the ball and scored under the basket.
This kid is miserable.
I'm going to cry.
....
Soon the score came to 17-21, and the eighth class overtook the score and marched towards victory.
The people of Class 8 began to beat gongs and drums, and the audience cheered.
The competition is getting more and more intense.
At this time, Yang Bin was very smart and asked for a replacement.
Replaced with a young man with a very good body weight, a teenager named Chen Shaofeng.
Qin Fei used the system to look at a [defensive spearhead].
.....
This guy doesn't actually know how to play basketball, but he has great physical qualities, he can't attack, he can only defend.
That's enough.
Yang Bin is confident that as long as he guards them, he can solve the battle himself.
This time, the eighth class kicks off.
Qin Fei thought for a while and sent the ball to Yao Ming, because according to the alignment on the field, Yao Ming should have the most advantage against this Yang Bin.
Qin Fei forgot about Yao Ming's famous scalper.
This time he dribbled the ball and smashed it on his foot.
Beautifully sent the ball.
The winter melon roared on the side.
Why don't you give it to me, my forehand is hot.
Reba, you're hot, haven't you seen someone else on a defensive spearhead?
Finally, it was time for the six-class attack.
But unexpectedly, they were replaced again.
Nima Yangbin replaced this Hu Tao again.
Damn, that's a bummer.
This defensive lineup and offensive lineup?
it.
Qin Fei couldn't say anything either.
The rules said, there were unlimited substitutions, and the teacher acquiesced.
This time, after Hu Tao took the ball, he faced Qin Fei and stopped dribbling at all, maybe he had palpitations, he passed the ball directly to Yang Bin, and Su Mu was very smart to give Yang Bin a cover.
Yang Bin borrowed a step, a perfect mid-pitch.
19 to 21.
That's their killer feature.
It's still the same, now this Hu Tao is afraid of Qin Fei breaking the ball, so he doesn't control the ball at all, and directly takes Qin Fei away and lets 2 hit 2 inside, which makes Qin Fei very helpless.
Once Qin Fei went to change defenses, they passed the ball to the other side, and hid in Qin Fei to play anyway.
It's so shameless.
Soon.
The score changed again to 27-21.
Yang Bin once again turned into the sickle of death, using accurate shots one by one to educate Yao Ming, who was slow to act.
Class 8 is in danger, and with three points left, it is about to lose.
Qin Fei had no choice but to wait for the opportunity.
He didn't believe that this Yang Bin was really a hit.
Really.
This time, finally, Yang Bin was greedy, he actually wanted to kill Qin Fei at one time, and chose three points, which was not his strong point, so the strength in his hand was small, and his shot was off.
Qin Fei plucked onions on dry land and jumped high.
snatched the basketball in the hands of his teammate Yao Ming.
..... Westbrook possessed!