Since both sides have very little information, they both choose to start smoothly and constantly test each other.

"Beep!" With 5 minutes and 20 seconds left in the first quarter, the Chinese middle school called the first timeout.

At this time, Jiali Middle School was only 1 point ahead of Chinese Middle School with a score of 10:9.

Back on the bench, Li Hua asked, "Do you see something?"

Ling Hao took a sip of water and said, "Their offense and defense can only be regarded as mid-to-upper-class, but their style of play is very stable, and it is difficult to find a breakthrough point. ”

Xiao Ling nodded and said succinctly: "There are no advantages, but there are no disadvantages either." ”

Li Hua said: "They are very stable, but they are not only stable. ”

Wen Hao asked, "Coach, what do you mean?"

"To put it simply, their style of play is to make progress while maintaining stability. Li Hua thought for a while and said: "They are different from the previous teams that seek stability, in addition to stability, they also make progress." Every time they attack, it seems that they are playing steadily, but in fact, every move they make is very intrusive and explosive. ”

"This. Li Hua looked at Ling Hao, "You should have experienced it." ”

Ling Hao nodded, in the process of opposing Yu Wanhao, he had clearly understood Yu Wanhao's strong personal ability.

Chu Kaixia came over and asked, "Coach, how are we going to fight later?"

Li Hua knocked on the tactical board and said: "There is no impermeable wall, no matter how tight the defense is, there will be weak points at all, you will ······ later."

"Beep!" The timeout ended, and the players from both sides returned to the field.

Because it was the ball of the Chinese middle school before the timeout, the referee handed the ball to Wen Hao, who was waiting outside the bounds.

Wen Hao sent the ball to Xiao Ling, and Xiao Ling passed it to Ling Hao, who came out with the cover. Ling Hao held the ball on the left wing, faced Yu Wanhao, and threw the ball directly up and hoisted it to Chu Kaixia in the low left position.

At this time, Yun Feng, who was outside the three-point line on the left, suddenly accelerated and ran to the basket.

Chu Kaixia hit the ground at the right time and passed the ball to Yun Feng.

Although Hu Heng was trying his best to block it, he could only watch Yun Feng catch the ball and jump easily and put it into the basket.

"Hurry back to defense!" Ling Hao suddenly shouted.

It turned out that at the moment when the ball entered the basket, Yu Wanhao rushed to the front court like an arrow from the string.

And Miao Qiankun also quickly caught the falling ball at the moment when Yu Wanhao started, threw it to the front court, and was caught by Yu Wanhao.

Ling Hao struggled to catch up behind, but Yu Wanhao's speed was too fast, and the gap was widened. Even when he took the last three steps to make a layup, he specially slowed down and waited for Ling Hao to come over before throwing the ball in.

This time the attack, the Chinese middle school was careless, they thought that Jiali Middle School would seek stability as before, and slowly organize an attack, but they were caught off guard by a fast attack, and the Chinese middle school was caught off guard.

"Stability, progress. Ling Hao read softly, picked up the basketball on the ground, stood out of bounds, and handed it to Yun Feng, who came back to catch the ball.

Yun Feng passed half the game and handed it back to Ling Hao, who was following him.

Knowing that Yu Wanhao's explosion was strong and fast, Ling Hao carefully protected the ball at his feet.

Wen Hao came to the right high post to answer, Ling Hao passed the ball to him first, and then quickly ran to the right. Wen Hao originally wanted to hand the ball to Ling Hao again, but was organized by Yu Wanhao, who followed closely.

Seeing that the tactics failed, Wen Hao held the ball, turned to face Zhang Wei, lowered his center of gravity, quickly leaned to the right, and made a tentative step.

Zhang Wei knew that Wen Hao's action was a feint, so he didn't react. But Wen Hao immediately turned the fake into the truth, and directly drove his body to dribble out with the force of stepping out of his foot.

In this regard, Zhang Wei did not panic, immediately adjusted his pace, stuck to Wen Hao with his body, and the two of them squeezed into the inner line together.

When he was about to reach the basket, Wen Hao suddenly stopped, picked up the ball and turned to the front of the basket, raising his hand to shoot.

"Don't think about it!" Zhang Wei took a step forward and jumped high in front of Wen Hao.

"Naive. Wen Hao retracted the ball, twisted his body, easily dodged Zhang Wei, and jumped forward to prepare for a layup.

"Smack!"

At the moment when the ball just left his hand, Hu Heng, who came out of nowhere, ruthlessly fanned it away.

"How come?" Wen Hao was taken aback, he had obviously confirmed the surroundings, but he didn't see Hu Heng.

The ball was supposed to be fanned out of bounds, but Yu Wanhao jumped out quickly with his eyes to save the ball.

Zhang Wei grabbed the ball and immediately passed it to Sheng Wenming, and at the same time said to Wen Hao behind him: "You are still too young. ”

Too young, so inexperienced.

"I see. Looking at Zhang Wei's broad shoulders, Wen Hao instantly understood what was going on. It turned out that the moment he turned around, Hu Heng also took the opportunity to sneak behind Zhang Wei and blocked himself with Zhang Wei's huge body.

Then Zhang Wei deliberately pretended to be deceived by Wen Hao's actions, which made Wen Hao relax his guard, thinking that the ball was foolproof, and finally obediently fell into Hu Heng's trap.

That's why Zhang Wei said that Wen Hao is young, as long as he has a little similar actual combat experience, he can immediately see what is wrong.

Sheng Wenming dribbled the ball, carefully dribbled to the front, and then stopped outside the right wing, intending to wait for his teammates to come over before organizing the attack.

"Ah Hao. Sheng Wen called out and passed the ball to Yu Wanhao, who ran to the top of the arc.

After Yu Wanhao received the ball, he started to the right, and Ling Hao immediately followed, but he was stopped by Sheng Wenming after taking a few steps.

After Yu Wanhao was blocked by Xiao Ling on the right wing, he chose to pass the ball to Zhang Wei in the bottom corner of the right side.

Zhang Wei reached out to catch the ball, accelerated, broke through from the bottom line against Wen Hao, and jumped up hard when he got to the basket, but instead of shooting, he returned the ball to Yu Wanhao on the right wing.

Yu Wanhao immediately transferred to Sheng Wenming at the top of the arc, and Sheng Wenming quickly passed it back to Zhang Wei under the basket.

A smooth passing coordination made the Chinese middle school dizzy, and when the ball reached Zhang Wei's hands again, Wen Hao, who was defending him, didn't know where to go.

Facing the empty basket, Zhang Wei jumped easily, put the ball in with both hands, and at the moment of landing, he immediately ran back to defend without the slightest stop.

The score came to 14:11, and Carrie Middle School led by 3 points.

Ling Hao advanced with the ball, he knew that it would be dangerous to dribble in front of Yu Wanhao for too long, so he decisively passed it to Yun Feng, who ran back.

Yun Feng dribbled against Hu Heng on the left wing, and the others opened up the space for him.

Seeing that the timing was about the same, Yun Feng first held the ball in his right hand and made a feint to break to the right, and then quickly changed direction and broke through Hu Heng from the left.

But Hu Heng is not a vegetarian either, so he immediately adjusted his pace to keep up.

Seeing this, Yun Feng made an emergency stop at a 45-degree angle on the left side, and jumped back to jump.

"You're still too tender!" Hu Heng shouted, jumped up vigorously in front of Yun Feng, and instantly surpassed Yun Feng's height.

"Well done. In Yu Wanhao's eyes, there is no doubt that this ball will be dropped by Hu Heng's hat.

"Huh. Yun Feng smiled slightly, let his body fall backwards, and finally threw the ball when he tilted 45 degrees.

The ball flew high, crossed Hu Heng's fingertips, and fell into the basket accurately under the shocked gaze of Jiali Middle School.

(End of chapter)