During the break, the atmosphere on the bench of the Chinese middle school was quite harmonious, and it did not seem tense and depressed because the score was behind.

"Well, you can feel how we feel, how it feels to be in the position of someone taller than you for the first time. Jin Kun came over and teased Chu Kaixia.

"It's okay. Chu Kaixia shrugged his shoulders indifferently, if it was before, he might have been a little unbearable to face Wu Yuze, but now he is different, after the crazy pick-up during that time, although his figure still looks so thin, his strength is much more than before to defend Wu Yuze.

"Toot!" the second quarter began.

"Alright, let's play. Zhao Xin shouted confidently.

In the second quarter of the game, Li Hua sent a lineup of Ling Hao, Guofeng, Yun Feng, Zhao Xin and Chu Kaixia, which was similar to the lineup at the end of the first quarter, except that Xiao Ling was replaced by Guofeng. And this is exactly what the audience doesn't understand, Xiao Ling played well in the first quarter of the game, and scored two 3-pointers, which can be said to be when the hand is smooth, in this case, Xiao Ling is replaced off the court, can it be said that the national feng who is on the court now is more powerful? Thinking of this, the audience couldn't help but focus on Guo Feng, and even the players from God of War Middle School were looking Guo Feng up and down.

At this time, Guofeng couldn't help but shiver, thinking: "How do you feel that there are so many people staring at me, it's so cold." ”

In the second quarter of the game, God of War Middle School did not change much in the lineup, replacing Zhang Zihan and Peng Yunshuai, and it seemed that the responsibility of controlling the ball was handed over to Ke Tao.

"Toot!" the referee handed the ball to Zhao Xin.

Zhao Xin sent it to Ling Hao, Ling Hao was lucky to pass half the court, and the person who defended him became Ke Tao, who was still crushed in height.

Ling Hao can rely on his teammates to block and dismantle Ke Tao, but what awaits him on the inside is the Four Heavenly Kings of God of War Middle School, Ling Hao is suppressed on the inside, and he has no choice but to withdraw from the three-point line.

As soon as Peng Yunshuai came on the field, the intensity of the area defense of God of War Middle School immediately increased by a level, which was truly airtight.

The Chinese middle school was able to score just now, partly because they were used to the defense of God of War Middle School and found some offensive rhythm. But more because of Peng Yunshuai's absence, the defensive intensity of God of War Middle School has decreased.

If the Chinese High School can't defeat the Ares Middle School's regional defensive lineup, then the game will be in suspense.

The inside line couldn't score, and there was not much time left for the offense, Ling Hao took a step back and chose to shoot three points, but was seriously interfered with by Ke Tao.

Ke Tao perfectly replaced Zhang Zihan and gave full play to his role. The outside line follows the ball and never gets too far away from the ball, ensuring that you can reach the ball in two steps.

"Dang!" The crisp sound of striking iron sounded, Wu Yuze accepted the rebound, and handed it to Ke Tao after confirming that it was safe.

So far, the perfect interior defensive lineup of God of War Middle School has only exposed one problem in the transition between offense and defense, and that is that they don't have a fast break. Because no matter who grabs the rebound, it must be handed over to Ke Tao, and he will dribble.

However, the lack of fast attack has no impact on God of War Middle School, they are originally a slow-paced team, and if they really want to attack fast, except for Ke Tao, the speed of others will not be able to keep up. So it's good that there is no fast break, and it can also reduce one error point.

Peng Yunshuai did strengthen the defense of God of War Middle School, but it didn't have much impact on the offense, after all, Chu Kaixia was on the inside line of the Chinese Middle School. There is only one basketball, as long as Chu Kaixia watches the ball tightly on the inside, it will not be easy to play on the inside line of God of War Middle School. Coupled with their poor long-range shooting ability, there is basically no threat from beyond the three-point line, so God of War Middle School can't score the ball as easily as it did at the beginning.

For this attack, Ke Tao chose to hand it over to Tan Youhao. Tan Youhao wanted to eat Zhao Xin strongly, his height was enough, but his body was still a little worse, not only did he not move Zhao Xin, but he was also bounced away.

"Hey!" Ke Tao ran over to meet him, and after receiving the ball, he jumped directly, and the ball smashed out of the basket.

Ke Tao shook his hand angrily, his hand felt poor in the past two minutes, and he didn't score a few shots.

Chu Kaixia once again protected the rebound and passed the ball to Ling Hao.

"Pick up the speed!" Li Hua shouted at Ling Hao on the sidelines.

When Ling Hao heard this, he immediately rushed up like a chicken, and the rest of the Chinese middle school naturally couldn't be left behind, and they were at the front in a blink of an eye.

Taking advantage of the unstable defensive foothold of God of War Middle School, Ling Hao quickly passed the ball out, and after several transmissions, the basketball finally arrived under the basket, Chu Kaixia got up and dunked the ball with one hand.

"Beautiful!" Zhao Xin patted Chu Kaixia excitedly.

The score was 18:12, and the difference was chased to 6 points.

"Toot!" God of War Middle School called a short timeout of 20 seconds and replaced Ke Tao with Zhang Zihan.

And the Chinese middle school also replaced Zhao Xin with Wen Hao, which seems to be ready to strengthen the attack.

Zhang Zihan played, and the roles of him and Ke Tao were actually similar, both of them were responsible for dribbling and organizing the offense, and handing the ball to a strong point inside.

This time, Zhang Zihan broke through to the inside line and also wanted to give the ball to Tan Youhao or Wu Yuze, but he found that there were holes in the defense of the Chinese Middle School, and seized the opportunity to make a quick layup, and the ball wiped the board into the basket.

Looking at the ball in, the players of the Chinese middle school did not have any expression, Wen Hao served, Ling Hao dribbled, Yun Feng run, Chu Kaixia was stuck inside, as for the national striker that everyone was concerned about, what was he doing? He didn't do anything.

The one who knows you best is your opponent, because he is watching you all the time.

"What the hell is this kid trying to do?"

For Guofeng, Peng Yunshuai really couldn't understand what he was doing. The offense stood two meters away from the three-point line and did not move, and the defense was only a symbolic raise of the hand, not active at all. From the beginning of the game to the present, there has been no action at all, just like an ornament, just like a Chinese middle school deadlifting a person to make up the number.

In this attack, everyone else is trying to create offensive opportunities, and Guofeng is still standing two meters away, a place that normal people would not use as a shooting position.

Peng Yunshuai patiently stared at Guofeng for more than ten seconds, wanting to see what he wanted to do. But as a result, Guo Feng really didn't do anything, just stood there like a log.

"Sick!" Peng Yunshuai scolded secretly, not only to say Guofeng's inaction, but also to reprimand himself for wasting energy on such a "wooden man".

At this time, something went wrong with the other defensive areas, so he decisively gave up the national striker and ran to defend the others. He didn't notice the smile on the corner of Guo Feng's mouth the moment he turned around.

There were only 4 seconds left in the attack time, and at this critical moment, Ling Hao made a move that shocked the four seats. He didn't pass the ball to the inside, but handed it to the national striker, who was generally considered to be not in an offensive position.

"What does he want to do?"

"Is he going to shoot in that position!"

"No, it's so far from the basket. ”

In the midst of the speculative voices of the audience, Guofeng picked the basketball to the back of his head, and then threw it hard.

The Ares Middle School players watched in disbelief as the ball was thrown by the national striker, and the ball flew straight to the basket before landing into the basket with unmistakable accuracy.

(End of chapter)