I saw that Hua Lin knocked the ball down with one palm, and Yu Fei lost his balance in the air and fell out of the field directly!

"Bang!" Yu Fei hit the billboard behind the basket.

"Ah Fei!" Celery shouted worriedly, she turned her wheelchair to find the exit to go down, but fortunately He Yitong pulled her wheelchair in time, otherwise she would have fallen off the stands.

"Toot!" The referee blew a whistle, Tianhe High School 3 good beaters fouled, and Changming No. 12 made two free throws!

"Yay!" Yu Fei, who fell behind the basket, raised his fist and shouted excitedly.

"Celery, look, Xiao Fei is fine, he sat up!" He Yitong hurriedly comforted Celery, who was anxious.

"It hurts so badly, doesn't it hurt!" said Celery.

"It's okay, they often fall like this, get used to it, don't worry, celery!" He Yitong said with a smile.

Yang Zifeng walked over and pulled up Yu Fei.

"Well done, young man!" Yang Zifeng smiled and explained.

"It's still good for you, Brother Nose Picking!" Yu Fei said with a smile.

"It's really annoying, I feel that I only hit the ball, and he accidentally fell out of it, why did he for a foul!" said Hua Linjian unhappily.

"Okay, you have beaten people out, no loss!" Zhao Zheng walked over to comfort him and said.

"I'm so angry, it seems that I can't use my tricks!" said Hua Linjian, blowing out his somewhat messy hairstyle.

"That's right, hahaha, take care of your skin, let's talk about it later!" Ji Zhenru said with a smile.

Yu Fei stood on the free throw line and breathed a sigh of relief, and then steadily hit both free throws, 47-89, and the difference came to 41 points.

Maybe for other teams, this is a desperate point difference, but for Changming, they seem to see hope.

However, this hope did not last long, and was hit hard by Zhao Zheng, only to see him turn over and hit a jumper under the basket, rewriting the score to 91-47!

"Good ball, captain! Just when I was chasing points in Changming Middle School!" Ren Zhonglong shouted loudly.

"That's right, this ball is a big blow to their hearts at this time!" Cui Maixiang nodded and said.

Changming Middle School began to attack, and Yu Fei dribbled over half the court.

"Don't mind that ball just now, it's normal, don't panic!" Mi Zihui shouted at them from the sidelines.

"Don't worry, big sister!" Yu Fei shouted, only to see him with the ball and stop at 60 degrees to the left of the three-point line.

Mi Zihui nodded.

"How should I hit this ball?" Yu Fei thought in his heart, this was Yang Zifeng suddenly appearing behind him.

"Yu Fei, give me the ball!" Yang Zifeng said with his hand open.

"Hey, when did you come over?" Yu Fei said to Yang Zifeng behind him, he didn't dare to look back, because as long as he was negligent, the ball was stolen by Diao Yansha.

"Pass it to me quickly, you can't lose a great opportunity!" Yang Zifeng said.

"Okay!" Yu Fei turned around and "gave" the ball.

However, Yang Zifeng was surprised to find that what Yu Fei had passed over was nothing but air!

"Hehe...... Yu Fei looked at Yang Zifeng with a sneer, "The surname is Hua, do you think I'll be fooled!"

"What, how did you find out...... "Hanami said in surprise.

At this time, the ball had already reached the hands of Liu Tiange in the bottom corner of the right side, Liu Tiange easily threw the ball, "Huh!" The ball hollowed into the net and was divided.

"Awesome, boy!" shouted at the real Yang Zifeng standing under the basket at Yu Fei.

"How did you find me, you obviously didn't even look at me, and just now, Yan Sha also blocked your view, you shouldn't have seen where the real Yang Zifeng is, right?" Hua Linjian asked curiously.

"Hahaha, do you still need to see the real nose picking brother this day, I am leveling the extraordinary wisdom of this genius, understand, hahahahaha......" Yu Fei smiled proudly.

"I'm sure he's lying......" At this time, Liu Tiange suddenly said, because he couldn't listen anymore.

"Yes, it's definitely not a matter of intelligence. Zhang Dalu also said.

"Uh...... Is it?" Hua Linjian looked at Yu Fei and said in a low voice.

"Hey, you two bastards, are you teammates or not, you will not be good brothers in the future!" Yu Fei said as he waited for Liu Tiange and Zhang Dalu.

"I'm only ...... teammates with you," Liu Tiange said coldly.

"I ...... I'd better go defend!" Zhang Dalu said with a smile.

With that, both of them ran towards their defensive positions.

"Damn, you two are obviously jealous of me, you must be jealous, that's right!" Yu Fei said unhappily.

Tianhe High School attacked, and after Ji Zhenru crossed the half court with the ball, he stole the ball to Diao Yansha, who was 45 degrees on the right side of the three-point line.

Diao Yansha stood one step inside the three-point line and singled Yu Fei with his back.

The gap between the two was about 15 centimeters, and Yu Fei also stood down, only to see him retreating from Diao Yan's sand, and the gap between the two was like a wolf and a bear.

Diao Yansha saw that the top was almost from the basket, and then directly turned over and jumped, and the ball fell steadily into the basket!91-50, and the difference was once again stretched to more than 40 points.

"Now Tianhe High School plays very simple, it's all simple offenses. Song Xiaojia said.

"Xiaojia, don't underestimate these simple attacks, the more effective the simple moves are, the more powerful this team is!" Zhang Nan said at this time.

"How do you say that?" asked Song Xiaojia.

"I also agree with Coach Zhang's words, the stronger the team, the more it can play the simple offense to the extreme!" Wei Ping said.

"Well, I'll give you an example, Xiaojia. You are also interested in streetball, you look at those players on the street court, dribbling like butterflies wearing flowers, all kinds of shaking actions before shooting are very exciting, and there are all kinds of fancy dunks, these are good enough, you can see dazzling, but once these streetball masters meet professional players, the probability of being exploded is very large, why, the difference is in the foundation. Zhang Nan said.

"Are you saying that the foundation of those streetball players is not good?" Song Xiaojia asked.

"It's not that it can't be done, his foundation is also very good, but professional players, especially star-level professional players, they will give full play to these foundations, for example, Jordan's mid-range shot, Ray Allen's three-point shot, Da Yao's basket hook, this basic action is done, but it is very incomprehensible, I don't know if you can understand it!" Zhang Nan said.

"What Coach Zhang means is that when you can play the basics of dribbling, shooting, and passing to the point that even if the opponent knows what you are going to do, but there is no way to defend you, you will be considered a master!" Wei Ping said.

"That's right, I kind of understand. Song Xiaojia said.

"So here, I also want to tell other people who practice basketball that you must practice the basics well, and if you practice the basics well, you can naturally give birth to the beautiful and chic movements you want to do!" Zhang Nan said to the camera.

"Thank you Director Zhang for your explanation, let's turn our attention to the court again!" Song Xiaojia said at this time.

(End of chapter)