Chapter 69: High School All-Star Game (3)
Since the game was held in Thunderstorm Middle School, the coach of the strongest high school basketball team in H City should be the night watchman. After some thought, the starting lineup finally decided by the night guard www.biquge.info the night guard is also currently recognized as the strongest high school student lineup in H City.
Big forward, Mo Feng.
Small forward, night ringing sky.
Center, Purple Wood.
Scoring guard, Fang Le.
Point guard, cold words.
Unfortunately, none of the three members of the Chinese High School made the start. But Li Hua didn't say a word, because if he was asked to choose, he would also choose this lineup as the starter.
Cold words, people are like their namesa, indifferent and few words. A bangs just covered his eyes, giving people a mysterious, cold feeling. And his style of play is exactly like this, as long as it is for the sake of victory, he can do whatever it takes. His ball-handling ability may not be much better than Ling Hao's, but his scoring ability is unmatched among point guards. He's also one of the last high school players in H City wants to play against.
Compared with him, Mo Feng feels much better, with a simple and honest appearance, standard men's short hair, at first glance, he belongs to the kind of cheerful and friendly person.
The participating players followed the instructions to the bench prepared for them, and changed into the special blue jersey of Thunderstorm Middle School, which was printed with the five black letters of "High School All-Star". On the other side, the players of the Basketball Association have also changed into burgundy uniforms with the word "Basketball Association" printed on them and have been waiting for a long time.
"Everyone's ready. The night watchman smiled at the group of excellent players in front of him.
“ok。 Nightshade gestured.
The game also arranged three referees, two of whom were from the Basketball Association and one from Thunderstorm Middle School, in order to make the game more fair and avoid the phenomenon of the home whistle.
"Toot!" one of the referees blew the whistle, but instead of the start of the game, the players from both sides came on the pitch to salute first.
The players walked in a messy stride, facing each other in a neat row in the middle of the basketball court.
"Salute both!" shouted the referee.
"Please advise!"
"Please advise!"
Players from both sides bow to each other at the same time.
The next time is the pre-game warm-up time, and the players are all on the court to familiarize themselves with the unfamiliar basket in front of them.
"How's it going? Hoops from our Thunderstorm Middle School. Ye Mingtian asked Fang Le with a smile.
Fang Le raised his hand and threw a three-point shot, "Huh!", hollow into the net, and then replied: "It's not bad." ”
At two o'clock, the game started on time.
And the starting lineups of both sides are really public.
High School All-Star Starting Lineup:
Big forward, Mo Feng, 1.97 meters tall, 25.
Small forward, night Mingtian, 1.91 meters tall, No. 3.
Center, Purple Wood, 2.10 meters tall, 33.
Scoring guard, Fang Le, 1.89 meters tall, 10.
Point guard, Leng Yan, height 1.83 meters, No. 0.
Basketball Association starting lineup: (Anyway, it won't appear again in the future, just use the code name here.) )
Power forward, D, height 2.06, No. 11.
Small forward, Hong You, 1.95 meters tall, number 23.
Center, Z, 2.15 meters tall, 48.
Shooting guard, f, height 1.93, size 71.
Point guard, K, height 1.88 meters, number 68.
After all, it is a group of adults who have fully developed, and compared with a group of teenagers who are still in the period of puberty, they already have an advantage in height. Since the High School All-Star Game was held, the first nine times without exception have been lost by high school students. Just imagine, a temporary team meets a team that has been training together for several years, and it is already a world of difference in terms of coordination and tacit understanding between players. Although high school students are relatively young and have a physical advantage, they lack experience and do not know how to take advantage of this advantage. And all of them in the Basketball Association are already experienced and experienced, even if they suffer a little loss in physical fitness, they can make up for it in other aspects. Coupled with the fact that many of the players on the high school team are going to play in the lower bracket in a few days, how can they focus on games that are of little use to them? For them, the high school All-Star Game is more of a stage for individual performances than a game.
Combined with various factors, it is basically hopeless for high school students to win the basketball association.
"Beep!" this whistle is the start of the game.
The referee walked to the middle with the ball and the players from both sides stood in their respective positions.
"Toot!" the referee tossed the ball high.
Although Z suppressed Purple Wood in height, Purple Wood's reflexes were significantly better than Z's. As soon as the ball left the referee's hand, Zimu saw the opportunity to jump before Z, and when the ball rose to the highest point, he immediately slapped it to his current teammate, Fang Le.
Before the game, people were guessing that the first ball of the high school team was either shot by Ye Mingtian or by Fang Le.
And now, as it turns out, they were right. I saw that Fang Le received the ball, and after dribbling to outside the three-point line, he did not hesitate, and shot directly against the defense, and the ball hollowed into the net.
"Captain is good!" Zheng Wei cheered.
The only people who cheered with him were the players from Ryoma Middle School next to him. Who called this the stadium of Thunderstorm Middle School, if the ball just now was scored by the night, then it must be cheering from the audience.
"It seems that this year's high school students have a lot of potential. Hong Woo smiled and sent the ball to K, running with him to the frontcourt.
After all, it is a team that has been training together for many years, and the players' positions and runs are very reasonable, F got an open position outside the three-point line with the blocking of his teammates, received the ball, shot, and returned Fang Le a three-pointer.
As a point guard, Leng Yan used to run over to ask for the ball, and Zimu also sent the ball to him as he wished.
Leng Yan dribbled to the frontcourt, and the others helped to pull the inside line away, and there was no intention of continuing to run. Obviously, they want to see cold words.
In this regard, Leng Yan didn't have any reaction, since he wanted to see him single, then it would be good for him to play singles.
K, who was defending Leng Yan, felt a cold air slowly coming towards him, and with a blink of his eyes, the figure in front of him flickered, and the person disappeared. Leng Yan, who is already in his third year of high school this year, can be said to have ushered in a small peak of his career, and the speed is beyond imagination.
"How could it be!" K exclaimed, and Leng Yan had already broken through beside him.
"Don't try to succeed!" K said coldly, squeezing into the inside line with him.
As everyone knows, this is really the time to talk coldly. In the aerial physical confrontation, he deliberately let the K hit his own hand, and then hooked the ball to throw.
"Beep!" whistle blew as the ball grazed the board.
With Leng Yan scoring the ball, the high school team scored three points again.
"Why are they all so violent these high school students?" K sighed and dribbled to the frontcourt.
"Hey!" Hong Woo ran over to ask for the ball, and the others also opened up the space for him to play solo with Ye Mingtian.
The trump cards of the two teams seem to be going to be contested at the beginning.