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"Red soil?" Yang Tang was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I can point you out, but this ......" He kept rubbing his right thumb and index finger back and forth, "It has to be doubled!"

Hersha's face froze at first, and then she smiled, "No problem. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

What is good or not dead is that Yang Tang and Hesha are muttering here, and in the eyes of Concubine Tao Yu, they will become Qingqing and me, so she saw that Dong Bisheng and others never selected the fourth teammate, and called Yang Tang's name in public: "Classmate Yang, classmate Yang Tang, Yang Tang ......"

"Hey, I'm here..."Yang Tang replied for a long time, causing the surrounding animals to laugh.

"What nonsense are you talking about with foreigners?" Concubine Tao Yu complained lightly, and casually ordered: "You go!"

"Why me?" Yang Tang was a little surprised.

"Just with your physical fitness, we ...... during military training," Concubine Tao Yu reminded meaningfully, "I think even if you can't shoot the basket, it shouldn't be difficult to prevent the opponent from killing one, right?"

Yang Tang rolled his eyes when he heard this, and wanted to say: Tao Ban, do you know basketball? Prevent the opponent from dying? This Nima Jordan can't do it when he comes.

However, this matter is now on Yang Tang, and it is a little possible to do it, because he can move much faster than the opponent, and it is not impossible to completely block the opponent's receiving line, which is equivalent to preventing the opponent from killing one person.

"I'll try..."

When the surrounding people heard Yang Tang's answer, there were some who despised it, but more people almost didn't stare their eyes out.

At this time, the people on the side who were picked couldn't wait, and the one who was the leader of them raised his voice: "Hey, there are still two rounds, do you pick?

Without waiting for the other boys to speak, Concubine Tao Yu had already turned her head and said, "What are you panicking about, we will change people here!"

Dong Bisheng has never played with Yang Tang, he doesn't know his details, and he doesn't want to let him play, but Concubine Tao Yu, who is recognized as a flower of the department, is basically the object of fawning with all the boys in the history department, and he is no exception, so he thinks that if he can't win anyway, it is better to fulfill the wish of the flower.

"Okay, tall man, you go down, Yang Tang will follow us!"

Yang Tang tilted his head noncommittally, moved his wrists and ankles a few times, and walked into the basketball court with Dong Bisheng and the others.

It's a pity that at this time, except for two and a half people, no one is optimistic about Yang Tang's appearance.

First of all, this first one is naturally the tennis princess Hesha, who has been training with Yang Tang for a long time, no one knows Yang Tang's unfathomable depth better than her, so when she saw Yang Tang on the court, she immediately shouted in broken Chinese: "Shifu tar!"

The second one who is optimistic about Yang Tang is Xia Miaowei who is spying on this side from a distance on the edge of the next field, she only saw Yang Tang's ferocious domineering in the basement not long ago, and she knows quite well what kind of movement speed and attack power this annoying guy has, it is not human at all, okay, I am afraid that none of these basketball players on the court can resist the enemy.

The remaining half belongs to Concubine Tao Yu, but she speculated through Yang Tang's rescue performance during military training, although she has considerable confidence in Yang Tang, but after all, she has never seen Yang Tang really make a move, and her expectations for him are naturally lower.

In the field.

Dong Bisheng took the ball thrown by the opponent and was about to serve, but he didn't expect Yang Tang to make a pause gesture.

"What's wrong, Yang Tang?"

"Before we attack this wave, can we assign defenders first?"

"Assign defenders?"

"That's right, people are staring at people, naturally you have to find good people, do you want to defend in the area?" Yang Tang couldn't help laughing, almost burst out laughing, "If you want me to say, the formal five-a-side regional defense may not be able to hold the opponent's attack, and who of you has studied the four-person joint defense?"

I have to admit that the wild ball in the university, the four-man area defense is completely dependent on experience to complement each other, once against a slightly well-trained opponent, it will immediately collapse with one touch, the reason is simple, because the opponent is more experienced.

After listening to Yang Tang's analysis, Dong Bisheng and the three of them glanced at each other, but they still agreed: "Then how do you say to prevent it?"

Yang Tang recalled the round of picks just now, pointed to the guy who was about 185 tall in a white vest and said, "I'll be in charge of him!"

Dong Bisheng Geng Ruifeng saw this and changed slightly, because the white vest was the most powerful guy in the opponent's formation, he didn't expect Yang Tang to take the initiative to ask Ying to defend him, just wanted to open his mouth to let Yang Tang change his personal defense, Zhang Zeren, who is currently the worst of the four people on the field, didn't see the strength of the other party's white vest, he saw that the atmosphere between Yang Tang and the three of them was delicate, and he hurriedly played a round and said: "Okay, okay, and don't lose money and rice, since Yang Tang has chosen the defensive object, let's not fight about it, it's a big deal that the two of you choose first, and the one left in the end is mine." ”

Dong Geng was noncommittal, and glanced at each other again, and Dong Bisheng chose the person wearing the yellow vest in the opponent's formation, and his strength was second only to the white vest.

In the end, there were two guys left wearing the vests of the physics team uniform, one with the number five and the other with the number twelve. Geng Ruifeng chose the twelfth. Zhang Zeren faced No. 5.

What is bullishing is that they are so distributed, and the white vest team will acquiesce, and they will let the yellow vest prevent Dong Bisheng, the twelfth to defend Geng Ruifeng, and the fifth to pinch Zhang Zeren.

The white vest leaned closer to Yang Tang's side, squeezed his shoulders with him, and said in a low voice: "Hehe, freshman rookie, do you think that the defender you assigned is very jealous of horse racing, right? I'll let you see what it means to crush today!"

Indeed, the White Vest side is marking people according to the way the opponent Yang Tang is distributed, which in itself is an absolute confidence in his own strength.

Unfortunately, sometimes things don't go according to your own heart's will. Dong Bisheng is worthy of being the captain of the basketball team of the history department, he is only slightly inferior to the white vest, but he is stronger than the yellow vest, so after he sent the ball to Geng Ruifeng, Geng Ruifeng quickly pushed the ball back to him. After Dong Bisheng won the ball, he understood it, and directly made a tentative step to the right, and then forcibly broke through to the left.

The yellow vest was caught off guard, and was swept by Dong Bisheng by half of his body at once.

"Wow!"

"It's over..."

"Lao Dong is going crazy!"

"It's not quite over yet, the other party is chasing back!"

"Go to the basket, go to the basket!"

"It's going to be interfered with, it's better to go to the ...... basket"

Dong Bisheng on the court did just that, but the ball was obviously more powerful after being thrown into the basket from the anti-blue, and it neither touched the frame nor the board, but flew directly from the neck of the basket and fell down.

"Rebound!" Geng Ruifeng yelled, but his strength was slightly inferior to that of No. 12, so he was blocked by No. 12, who was standing closer to the basket.

Anyway, this time's rebounds are nothing to do with him.

The same is true for Zhang Zeren's side, his strength is not good, and the card position is also constrained by No. 5.

Only Yang Tang judged the landing of the rebound ball at the same time as the white vest, and both moved towards the landing point, but the bodies of both sides were also squeezing each other in the process of moving, but they didn't expect that when they finally reached the landing point, Yang Tang's body was in front of the white vest.

Well?

The white vest wanted to step back and go around the front, but I don't know if Yang Tang was intentional or unintentional, his left heel was stepping on his right foot, and the whole butt was sitting on the right knee of the white vest, so that he couldn't move.

The rebound ball falls.

Yang Tang sat on the thighs of the white vest, not allowing the other party to have a chance to jump, and not allowing the other party to use his height and arm span to bounce and grab rebounds from behind (Iverson had been grabbed by Kobe Bryant from behind before), just opened his arms and waited for the basketball to naturally fall into his arms.

Boom!

Sure enough, the rebound was grabbed by Yang Tang in a lewd manner. But that's not all, the more obscene is yet to come.

After the basketball fell into his arms, Yang Tang first leaned on the white vest with his back, and then straightened his body and stood on tiptoe slightly.

At this moment, the foot of the white vest that was stepped on could be regarded as liberated, and then he saw Yang Tang raise the basketball with both hands to throw it on the rebound...... Almost without thinking about more problems, the white vest subconsciously jumped up, and when he got into the air, he found that Yang Tang actually put the ball back, dribbled half a step under the basket, and when he reached the anti-blue position, he raised the ball again to throw.

It's good to die, Dong Bisheng and the yellow vest are not far from Yang Tang, and when the yellow vest saw this, he immediately flew over and opened his hand to cover Yang Tang.

"Don't jump!" reminded the yellow vest, which had not yet landed.

It's a pity it's late.

The yellow vest has also taken off, and its feet are off the ground, but it is constantly shaving, as if trying to reach the ground with its toes.

As soon as Yang Tang collected the ball again, he pushed it and passed the ball into Dong Bisheng's arms.

The basket is completely empty, and the opportunity is in sight.

Dong Bisheng was stunned for a moment, and there was only one question in his mind: How could it be so easy to get out of the air?

The students from the history department on the sidelines were anxious when they saw this.

"Vote!"

"Good chance!"

"Brother Dong Shooting ......"

After almost a second of stunned, Dong Bisheng finally came to his senses, jumped and threw ...... At this time, the white vest had just landed, and was bending his knees to jump a second time, but watched the basketball pass through the hoop without a net.

1:0!

It is still served by Yang Tang's team.

You know, the basic rules of picking the game are that the team that just came on the court has the right to serve, and the team that scored the ball has the right to serve, regardless of two points or three points, only remember one ball, that is, one point, if it hits five to four, you must play one more ball, at least six to four, or seven to five, eight to six can also be, but the highest score of one side team is nine, that is, if the two sides play eight to eight, then nine to eight wins and does not have to lead by two points.

Or Dong Bisheng serves.

This time, he didn't pass to Geng Ruifeng, but directly pushed the ball to Yang Tang.

The white vest was directly attached to it, his legs were spread apart, and he used his feet to jam Yang Tang's feet, making it difficult for him to move.

Yang Tang didn't care at all, and with a slight side of his shoulder, he staggered the white vest.

There were also two sets of white vest players on the sidelines, and they immediately shouted when they saw this scene.

"It's a foul!"

"He's shoulder-heavy..."

"The ball should be exchanged. ”

"It's a technical foul!"

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