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Tiancao Middle School's defense relies on the cooperation and tacit understanding between the players, while Thunderstorm Middle School relies entirely on individual ability, they don't have the so-called co-defense or supplementary defense at the beginning to the present, or they don't need it at all, each of them has a strong defensive ability with one defense and two.

In the face of such a formidable opponent, Chinese middle schools dare to go anywhere.

"Toot!"

After returning from the timeout, the Chinese middle school adjusted the lineup slightly, and they let Xu Zuoming replace Ling Hao on the field. And Ling Hao was still sitting in the corner, with his head down, and a white towel was covered over his head.

"You only have two minutes to rest. Li Hua stood in front of Ling Hao and said, "I hope I can see the real you in two minutes." ”

The person in the world who knows Ling Hao's strength is undoubtedly Li Hua, he knows what Ling Hao lacks now, but he can't tell him, because this is his own business, he can only overcome it by himself, to find it, in order to truly become something that belongs to him.

As for Thunderstorm Middle School, it was even more surprising that they actually sent a substitute small forward Hua Ze to let Ye Mingtian rest. Just when everyone else was puzzled by this, they saw many black lines appear on Li Hua's forehead.

On the field, Wen Hao sent the ball to Yun Feng.

Chen Qingyin immediately posted it, because Ye Mingtian was resting at halftime, so the task of defending Yun Feng was given to him, and when he saw that it was Yun Feng who dribbled, he said with a smile: "Why, that point guard of yours doesn't even have the courage to play, it's really useless, but did he just break a few balls." ”

Ignoring Chen Qingyin's words, Yun Feng began to dribble forward. However, Chen Qingyin would not let him get his wish, and opened his hands to block in front of Yun Feng.

Yun Feng chose to lean his back on Chen Qingyin, quickly turned to the left with a shake of his right shoulder, stuck Chen Qingyin behind him with his body, and easily ran to the front court.

"Grass!" Chen Qingyin, who had been passed, cursed, and quickly chased after Yun Feng, and finally successfully caught up with Yun Feng on the three-point line. In fact, Yun Feng stopped when he was outside the three-point line.

Several large changes of direction dazzled Chen Qingyin, and finally succeeded in Xiao Ling's blocking and dismantling past Chen Qingyin and killed the inside. Seeing this, Tang Xuehui on the inside line immediately ran over to make up for the defense, Yun Feng held the ball and turned around to squeeze Tang Xuehui to the basket, jumping up and preparing to shoot. At this time, Zimu on the inside line also jumped to prepare to block Yun Feng, Tang Xuehui also jumped at the same time in the back, and the two of them blocked all of Yun Feng's shooting paths. In a desperate situation, I saw Yun Feng hit the ground and pass the ball to Zhao Xin, who was killing the inside from the other side.

When Zhao Xin received the ball, Zimu's toes had just touched the ground, and he was unable to continue jumping. So with a sound of "bang!", Zimu gloriously became Zhao Xin's background.

"Good!!" shouted the Chinese secondary school substitute.

It had been 5 minutes and 40 seconds since the start of the game, and the Chinese High School finally scored the first goal of the day.

"Wow!" the fans of the Chinese middle school also cheered, but compared to the thunderstorm middle school, it was really a small thing.

"Good job!" Zhao Xin and Yun Feng clapped their hands.

"Okay, let them see the strength of our Chinese middle school!" Wen Hao shouted.

"That's right! Our Chinese middle school is not easy to bully!" Xiao Ling shouted.

"This ball! We must guard against it!" Xu Zuoming shouted.

"Good !!," the five of them shouted together.

This goal even helped the players recover their morale, an unexpected gain that Yun Feng did not expect.

"Isn't it just a goal? What's so glad there is, I'll give you a goal right away. Chen Qingyin looked at it with contempt and dribbled to Yun Feng. Under Yun Feng's tight defense, Chen Qingyin couldn't find a breakthrough. After several unsuccessful strong attacks, he would only pass the ball to Situ Wuregret. Facing Xiao Ling, whose morale was high, Situ had no regrets and couldn't pass him for a while. Time was running out, so Situ Wuregret passed the ball to Hua Ze near the free throw line. Hua Ze leaned in on Xu Zuoming a few times and barely threw the ball before the 24-second timer went off.

The ball popped out of the frame directly, was pushed down by Zimu and fell into Zhao Xin's arms.

Xu Zuoming received a pass from Zhao Xin and dribbled to the frontcourt, "Okay! Let's play steadily and score another goal!"

Hua Ze was in front of Xu Zuoming, reaching out to pick up the ball from time to time.

Seeing this, Xu Zuoming didn't dare to stay longer, and immediately passed the ball to Yun Feng.

Yun Feng received the ball outside the three-point line, and subconsciously made a shooting feint, but he didn't expect Chen Qingyin to really jump towards him. The opportunity was not to be missed, Yun Feng deliberately bumped into Chen Qingyin to make a foul.

"Toot!" The whistle sounded very face-wrenching.

Yun Feng reluctantly threw the ball out when he was about to hit the ground, and the result was crooked for 108,000 miles.

Chen Qingyin stretched out his hand, then glared at Yun Feng and said, "Count you ruthless!"

Yun Feng ignored him and walked to the free throw line to prepare for the free throw.

The first penalty is hollow into the net.

The second penalty is still hollow into the net.

The third penalty is still hollow into the net.

The score is 20:5. There were 3 minutes and 20 seconds left until the end of the game.

"Give me the ball!" Chen Qingyin wanted to get the ball and quickly dribbled to the front court.

"Pull away!" Chen Qingyin shouted, ready to fight with Yun Feng alone, and the others also cooperated to pull the inside line away.

"Pong!!" Chen Qingyin increased the strength of his dribble and began to dribble quickly in the low post.

Yun Feng didn't dare to relax at all, took a step away from Chen Qingyin, and stared at Chen Qingyin.

Chen Qingyin suddenly leaned to the right, and then quickly changed direction and burst to the left. Yun Feng followed Chen Qingyin's rhythm and moved quickly, stopping Chen Qingyin.

Chen Qingyin turned his back against Yun Feng, wanting to use his body to pass him. Yun Feng would not let Chen Qingyin succeed, and hurriedly took a step back when his back came over, and once again distanced himself from Chen Qingyin.

"Grass!" Chen Qingyin scolded softly, seeing that time was running out, he stepped directly on the three-point line to pull out Yunfeng. Because the line of sight was disturbed by Yun Feng, the ball directly smashed onto the board and bounced back, and it just bounced into Yun Feng's arms, making the position that Zimu had worked so hard to get stuck in was in vain.

After Yun Feng got the ball, he quickly dribbled to the front court, and at this time, there were only four people in the front court: Xiao Ling, Situ Wuregret, Chen Qingyin and Yun Feng, and the front court played 2 to 2.

Without any time to think, Yun Feng directly accelerated and turned past Chen Qingyin with one hand, attracted Situ Wuregret and distributed the ball to Xiao Ling, who ran outside the three-point line on the left side. Chen Qingyin immediately ran over to make up for the defense, but unfortunately he was a step too slow, and Xiao Ling immediately threw the ball after receiving it. Xiao Ling's shooting posture is characterized by one characteristic, that is, he shoots quickly, and he belongs to the type of shooting when he catches the ball.

The ball flew in the air, drawing a graceful arc, and finally with a "boom!", hollow into the net.

"Wow!" the audience once again erupted in cheers belonging to the Chinese middle school.

After the pause, under the leadership of Yun Feng, the Chinese middle school successfully played a surprising 8:0 small climax.

The score is 20:8.

Of these 8 points, 3 points were scored by Yun Feng himself, and the other 5 points were also obtained through Yun Feng's assists.

There are 2 minutes and 53 seconds left in the game time.