"Add a free throw. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" the referee announced.

"Huh!"

Yang Tang added a free throw to the shot.

3:0！

All members of the history team returned to their own half.

Guomao sent the bottom ball, and No. 12 passed the half court without hindrance, and then handed the ball to Feng Miao.

Yang Tang took the initiative to block in front of Feng Miao.

Dong Bisheng went to see the three-point shot of the International Trade No. 9.

Geng Ruifeng is marking the opponent's No. 4 center.

Chen Sheng was responsible for following the 12th who had just passed the ball.

Zhang Zeren posted the No. 10 No. 2 center (that is, the No. 4 power forward) of Guomao, but his group of 179VS187 has a big height difference.

Feng Miao, who received the ball, stood at the top of the three-point line arc and did not dribble immediately, but put on a three-threat posture (passing, shooting or breaking), with his left foot as the axis, and made a tentative step with his right foot.

Yang Tang didn't react, stepped on the three-point line half a step, and separated Feng Miao from a distance of one and a half steps, making it clear that he could not prevent sudden shots.

There were two more tentative steps, Feng Miao seemed to be left and right, but in the end he still broke through to Yang Tang's left hand.

Yang Tang seemed to have expected it, and he didn't hide it, he half-turned around and leaned on Feng Miao's left shoulder, sliding quickly under his feet, and at the same time exerting his body to squeeze Feng Miao towards the sideline.

The two are neck and neck.

It seems that Yang Tang has fallen a little down, but in fact, Feng Miao knows that he is not Yang Tang's opponent in terms of physical strength, and he wanted to kill directly under the basket, but at this time, Yang Tang was squeezed farther and farther away from the side of the basket.

Remembering that he had already suffered a loss from Yang Tang when he made a layup just now, Feng Miao had to make a ruthless assault. You must know that if this single attack is not successful, coupled with the failure of the front defense, the failure of this attack and defense will greatly hit the morale of the International Trade Team.

Because he knew this, Feng Miao had already used one hundred and twenty percent of his strength when he took the second step, and then he felt the pressure on his side suddenly decrease.

"Success!?"

Feng Miao felt a little unbelievable at the same time, but found that Yang Tang was a lot shorter than him, and when he dribbled again, he actually shot it empty.

"Smack..."

When Yang Tang was short, he stabbed off the basketball that had bounced in mid-air and had not yet touched Miao's hand with his fingertips.

Feng Miao turned his head to see Referee Xi, and he felt that Yang Tang's hand around his leg was suspicious of blocking. It's a pity that not only the trainee referee, but even the sideline referee was indifferent to Yang Tang's broken ball.

No foul!

What's even worse is that after Feng Miao took two steps down from the top of the arc, he was already in the defensive formation of the history team, and the basketball that was stabbed out by Yang Tang was not far from Dong Bisheng on the flank, he immediately grabbed the basketball before the International Trade No. 9, and then turned around and blocked No. 9's hand with his back to reach over the strong ball.

At the same time, Geng Ruifeng, who was second only to Yang Tang in the history team in terms of speed and was almost on par with Dong Bisheng, was already running, and he also secretly dragged the Guomao center who was opposite him when he started, so he instantly threw off the opponent by more than one body.

Similarly, Chen Sheng, who is quite accurate as a point guard, was not idle, he saw Dong Bisheng snatching the ball when his butt was towards the Guomao half, he immediately shook to the right, leaned out half of his body from the left, and put his hands in front of his chest to catch the ball: "Captain!"

Dong Bisheng understood and immediately passed the ball to Chen Sheng.

After winning the ball, Chen Sheng almost didn't think much about it, and while retracting to the left, he dribbled to the right...... The Guomao point guard who was defending him cooperated very well, and the whole person happened to pounce on Chen Sheng's left, obviously trying to break the pass, but the action was half a beat late.

Chen Sheng dribbled a step, opened up the space, and immediately smashed the ball with his right hand, and came with a strong long pass, and the basketball flew into the air with a swish, chasing Geng Ruifeng's ass and going. At this time, everyone in the field reacted, but only No. 9, whose speed was second only to Feng Miao, began to chase after Geng Ruifeng. When he started, he was two and a half positions behind Geng Ruifeng, but when Geng Ruifeng received Chen Shengchang's pass from the basketball, which was a little lacking in strength, there was only one position gap between No. 9 and Geng Ruifeng.

I have to say that the lack of power in the long pass is a very nerve-wracking thing, especially for teammates who play fast breaks, it is completely reducing their offensive speed, and the process is really sour enough!

Therefore, Geng Ruifeng, who received the ball, just brought the ball into the three-point line, and was blocked by No. 9 near the right intersection of the free throw line. Geng Ruifeng tried to break through, but he was almost not smashed by No. 9, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly hugged the ball into his arms.

Fortunately, at this time, Yang Tang arrived with Feng Miao first: "Give me the ball!"

Geng Ruifeng, who was dead, didn't know what to do, and when he saw Yang Tang asking for the ball, he immediately stuffed the ball over.

After Yang Tang got the ball, he didn't care about Feng Miao, who was chasing behind him, and dribbled the ball directly with his left hand, sticking to the right side of No. 9's body, and wanted to forcibly rush over, but this time he still had reservations, Yang Tang didn't use the [shrinking method] again in front of everyone, so No. 9, who saw Geng Ruifeng's pass, almost used his body that was 45 degrees on the side to block Yang Tang's breakthrough line first.

To be honest, there is a suspicion of blocking this, but because the two sides are too close, even the referees who can't see the slow-motion replay can't tell who went to the physical contact point first and who came to the physical contact point later, so the whistles in the mouths of the three referees were stunned.

In other words, the referee acquiesced that the defensive style and actions of the number nine were not fouled. It almost made the other history team members on the field roar. The history girls who watched the game on the sidelines were even more condemned.

"Hey~~ Foul, block!"

"Why doesn't the referee blow it?"

"Black Whistle..."

The party Yang Tang didn't think there was anything wrong with No. 9's defense, he dribbled the ball again, and then pressed No. 9 with his body to start three steps, and every step forward, the hands holding the ball in both hands would swing sharply, one left and one right, so that No. 9 could not figure out the trajectory of the ball and could not cut the ball.

In the third step, Yang Tang jumped high, stretched No. 9's chest with his left hand, and picked up the ball on the rebound with his right hand.

The point of the basketball board is very high, and Feng Miao, who came from the back chasing cap, covered the air again, "bang", "boom", the ball hit the board and refracted, and the hollow fell into the net.

"Toot toot!"

Feng Miao, who landed in embarrassment, immediately looked at the referee, spread his hands and said, "I didn't touch anyone, where did I foul?"

The trainee referee pointed to No. 9 and said, "International Trade No. 9, defensive foul!"

"Oh yes!!"

The history girls on the sidelines all jumped to their toes and screamed.

Dong Bisheng and others on the field also happily ran to Yang Tang's side to congratulate him, and the morale of the International Trade Center was quite low, not only was the audience silent, but even the players on the field were a little depressed, but Feng Miao ran to reason with the referee.

"Referee, where did Keqin (No. 9) foul just now?"

The trainee referee glanced at Feng Miao, he didn't want to explain, but after thinking about it, this is a regular student of Beijing University, so he can give some face, and it is not necessary to enter the society in the future, so he said: "When the body cylinder touches the basket, the defender fouls!"

Feng Miao understood at once, and couldn't help but stare at Yang Tang, secretly thinking that this is a master!

But in fact, Yang Tang is not a master, he just developed the correct habit of playing.

It is worth mentioning that in his previous life, Yang Tang played basketball and was also influenced by "Slam Dunk", after all, Liuchuan Feng played cool and attracted many girls, and Chinese boys of the same age began to learn to play basketball and more or less attracted the attention of girls, but at that time, Yang Ma's colleague's lover was a basketball coach with foggy eyes, and after he casually flipped through "Slam Dunk", he pointed out to Yang Tang, who was learning basketball, the shortcomings of Liuchuan Zebei and others in the book.

Since Yang Tang is a beginner, he didn't talk to Yang Tang about any skills and tactics, in fact, the teams in "Slam Dunk" have no specific tactics at all except for the occasional blocking and dismantling, and the full-court pressing of the Mountain King team. This coach just taught Yang Tang to overcome a very bad problem that all the masters in the book have when playing - they don't like physical contact.

Whether it is Liuchuan Xiandao, or Zebei in the back, every time you go to the basket, you can dodge people as much as possible, their style of play, one is to rely on speed to eat, and the other is to rely on technology to shake off the defender, this way to play the high school league is okay, and once it is transferred to a semi-professional game, it will be more of a loss, not to mention the NBA that first looks for confrontation and then layup!

Unfortunately, many of the skills in basketball become habits that make perfect in the later stages, and once bad habits are formed, it is even more difficult to correct or overcome. It's like a blank sheet of paper, you want to draw watercolors, but it's almost impossible to redraw a shaped watercolor painting into what you originally envisioned.

"Huh!"

Yang Tang was punished again.

6:0！

After the two balls, the international trade players all noticed that Yang Tang's strength was not bad, so they would pay attention to Yang Tang's actions at both ends of the offensive and defensive ends from time to time when they were demoralized, which caused distraction and unconsciously reduced their strength.

So the field gradually formed a history team and the international trade team you back and forth scene, often you score a three, I will play two plus one, even if the free throw does not score, it doesn't matter, in short, the score is right.

Seeing that the two quarters were about to end, at 30:27, the history department had a slight lead.

At this time, Yang Tang was in a daze on the field, to be precise, it should be to preserve his strength to cope with the second half, after all, the International Trade Center is dizzy at this time, just like the history department, the first five tigers have never been replaced to rest.

Of course, the history team did not dare to make substitutions, and the remaining substitutes were too weak, and Guomao also "did not dare" to make substitutions, because they felt that if Yang Tang did not go down to rest, they would be the main force, and the score would be pulled away immediately.

Hehe, what a beautiful misunderstanding!

"Toot-tot!!"

At halftime, the score was fixed at 37:35, and Guomao chased only two points away.

This made Feng Miao and the others breathe a sigh of relief, feeling that they would have a chance in the second half if they continued to play step by step.

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