Chapter 23: The Holy Hand of Shooting

"Luo Yang, come on, you are the best!"

"Luo Yang, come on!"

Liu Mengruo and Qin Susu screamed excitedly at the field, although their cries had long been drowned out by the noise in the field, they didn't care.

The referee also stared at Luo Yang with a strange gaze, this may be the most awesome three-point shot he announced!

"How did this guy do that?"

Wang Ping, Zhang He and others looked confused.

Wang Ping remembered that when Luo Yang made a bet with him the day before yesterday, the three-point shot he threw was the same as today. He couldn't believe it for a moment.

If Luo Yang was lucky to throw it in last time, then what about this time?

Is Luo Yang too awesome, or is he too doggy to look down on people?

"Is he really talented in shooting?"

Wang Ping felt that his brain couldn't turn at all for a while.

"Luo Yang, you can do it, I really didn't expect you to be a master of shooting!"

Wen Xiaohong walked over excitedly, patted Luo Yang's shoulder, and praised.

"Small meaning. Luo Yang said with a smile.

The game continues.

Luo Yang was still walking slowly on the field, as if he didn't take the game seriously at all.

However, with the experience of the last time.

Although I felt that Luo Yang's ball had an element of luck, the fifty-sixth class sent a boy to follow Luo Yang.

This boy stared at Luo Yang's every move with concern, Luo Yang to the east, he to the east, Luo Yang to the west, he also to the west.

Anyway, it is always on guard against Luo Yang receiving and throwing the ball.

"Hehe......"

There was an extra follower beside him, Luo Yang shook his head, feeling bored.

Wang Ping and others had begun to believe in Luo Yang, so after a rush to grab the ball, Wang Ping threw the ball to Luo Yang.

Seeing this, the boy immediately stepped forward to grab the ball.

It's very fast.

But he's fast, Luo Yang is faster than him!

Soon, the ball was in Luo Yang's hands again.

"Quick, stop him, don't let him shoot!"

I don't know who shouted, and the boy rushed towards Luo Yang with all his might.

However, it was too late.

The ball had already been thrown out of Luo Yang's hands.

"It shouldn't be that coincidental this time, right?"

The players of the 56th class stared closely at the direction where the basketball was flying, with a look of expectation in their eyes.

However, the next second.

Without any suspense, the ball went in!

"Forty-three classes, plus three points!"

The referee announced loudly.

"Wow!"

The audience is boiling again!

"Wow, it's in again! This person is so powerful!"

"It's a shooting master!

"When did Class 40 come out with such a powerful master!

……

The score is 26:16.

Seeing that the score was one step closer, the players of the 43rd class were in high spirits.

While they were excited, they studied countermeasures.

It is decided that no matter who grabs the ball, it will be passed to Luo Yang, and Luo Yang will be responsible for the attack.

It can be said that now Luo Yang has changed to the main attack, from a guard to a striker.

"He's really fit for the striker!"

Thinking of what Luo Yang said earlier, Wang Ping couldn't help but think secretly.

It's ridiculous, he and others still don't believe it, and they laugh at him in every way.

In the end, they find themselves the most ridiculous people.

The next game is no suspense.

The people of Class 56 targeted Luo Yang and sent elite soldiers to stop Luo Yang.

However, all was to no avail.

Luo Yang still paced on the court unhurriedly, and when the ball was passed to him, he was responsible for shooting.

Everything fell into place.

The game is over.

The final score became: 26:29.

Class 43 won!

The team members forgot about their tired bodies all of a sudden, and suddenly raised their heads, feeling raised their eyebrows.

and looked at Luo Yang with admiration.

"Luo Yang, you are so powerful, you can turn the tide at a critical moment!"

Wen Xiaohong walked over excitedly.

Liu Mengruo and other girls' views on Luo Yang were refreshed again.

"Luo Yang, you are really different!"

Liu Mengruo muttered to herself.

The first game ended like this, and the forty-third class, which was already facing defeat, finally turned defeat into victory because of Luo Yang's appearance, which amazed the teachers and students of the school.

The next day, the second round of basketball continued.

This basketball game adopts a knockout system.

In the first round of the preliminary round, there were four classes that were promoted.

In the second round of preliminaries, the four classes PK each other. Only two of the four teams were left to advance to the finals.

This time, the opponent of the forty-third class was the fifty-fourth class.

Class 54 is also a formidable opponent.

In the whole school, the level of basketball is among the best.

Their team members are known for their tacit cooperation and mobility.

For their basketball team, there is a nickname, called "Hound Dogs".

Their specialty is that they are good at grabbing the ball, no matter how strong the opponent is, they can snatch the ball out of the opponent's hand.

Once, other classes suffered their losses.

As soon as they spot an opponent passing the ball, they will quickly step forward and sneak up, and often succeed to make the opponent unguardable.

Before the game, the head teacher of Class 54 asked their team members:

"I heard that there is a shooting master in class 43, named Luo Yang, who is very good at shooting, what is the situation?"

"Teacher, we have heard, that Luo Yang is a little suspenseful, as if as long as the ball is in his hands, no matter how far it is, he can throw it. The captain said.

"Then do you know what Luo Yang's other skills are, such as dribbling and grabbing the ball?" the head teacher inspired.

"No, I haven't heard of it. ”

Everyone shook their heads.

"Teacher, what do you mean......" the captain said in surprise.

"Yes, I conclude that Luo Yang is only good at shooting, and he is definitely not good at other aspects!" the head teacher nodded and said confidently.

"yes, I heard that guy is on the court, he doesn't even run, it's like a walk, just waiting for someone to pass the ball to him, and then he goes to pitch. If no one passes the ball to him, I guess he can only watch from the sidelines, and he can't do anything!"

The team members suddenly realized and admired the class teacher's old plan.

"Well, since he's a great shot. Remember, as soon as you get on the field, you send someone to keep an eye on him and stop him from throwing. ”

"At the same time, aren't you a hunting dog? No matter where the ball is, grab it at all costs!"

"Especially the ball passed to Luo Yang, don't let any of them go, let him have no ball to throw, so they will definitely lose!"

"Yes, Teacher!"

"Haha, teacher's clever plan!"

All the team members said excitedly, with a smug look in their eyes.