As I said before, tonight is a really fast time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info The two sides have only attacked three times in front and back, and it has already been 1 minute.

The score was 68:65, and there were only 9 minutes left for them.

Knowing that the current situation is not favorable to his side, Zheng Wei is also a little anxious. After dribbling to the front court, it accelerates and becomes a strong attack on the inside.

"Don't worry!"

Seeing that Zheng Wei's offensive choice for this ball was not good, Fang Le quickly stopped him.

As soon as Zheng Wei entered the inner line, he found that the opponent had already shrunk the defensive line, and if he came hard, the end could be imagined. So after hearing Fang Le's voice, he decisively passed the ball out.

Zhang Ke received the ball outside the three-point line on the right wing, but because the Chinese middle school contracted the inside, the ball was empty.

Even if you know that your three points are not very accurate, but how can you miss such a good opportunity?

"Cast!"

Finally, under the encouragement of Fang Le, Zhang Ke finally raised his hand and threw the ball at the basket.

That's when something surprising happened. At the moment when the ball left Zhang Ke's fingertips, the four players from the Chinese Middle School left the interior at the same time, leaving Zhao Xin alone to protect the defensive rebound.

"What do you mean!" Zhang Ke was angered by this behavior of the Chinese middle school, did they believe that they would not be able to enter!

But for Fang Le, what he cares about is not whether Zhang Ke can throw in, but that the Chinese middle school dares to let Zhao Xin only compete with Ge Ya and Yang Chen for rebounds, do they believe Zhao Xin so much?

"When!" After all, three points are not Zhang Ke's strong point, and he failed to seize this precious vacant opportunity.

At the moment when the ball hit the basket and popped up, the three people under the basket immediately started a fierce hand-to-hand fight.

Taking advantage of the numerical advantage, Ge Ya and Yang Chen clamped Zhao Xin to death, making him unable to move.

"I won't lose!" Zhao Xin resisted and used his body to squeeze out of his position.

"Ahh

"You must grab it!" Ling Hao thought anxiously, if Zhao Xin failed to win this rebound, then the loss of points would be small, but the blow to morale and the execution of tactics would be big.

And Zhao Xin, who is the core of tactics, naturally knows this. The teammates trusted themselves so much and entrusted themselves with such an important task, how could Zhao Xin live up to everyone's trust.

"Rebounding king Zhao Xin, the rebound is ・・・・・・" Zhao Xin's long-accumulating feet exploded violently at this moment, instantly higher than Ge Ya and Yang Chen, who jumped a little earlier than him, and took the rebound ball away from the top of their heads, and at the same time roared angrily in his mouth: "My world!!"

"Wow~~~!!"

How technical this rebound is, you can hear it from the cheers that erupted from the court.

"Rush!" As soon as Zhao Xin's front foot landed, he roared and passed the ball to Ling Hao outside the three-point line.

"Hurry up!!" On the sidelines, Li Hua couldn't help but clapped his hands and shouted.

"Attack!Attack!Attack!!"

The coach roared regardless of the image, what else did the players have to worry about, on the bench of the Chinese middle school, every player was yelling at the same volume as if he wanted to cut his throat.

In the sound of cheering and encouraging, Ling Hao dribbled the ball and advanced rapidly.

Knowing that it would not be good if Ling Hao took the ball past half court, Fang Le took the first step to intercept the ball.

Fang Le's coming down was very sudden, which startled Ling Hao, who had not prepared in advance, the force in his hand was not well controlled, and the rhythm of the entire dribble was almost interrupted.

But fortunately, luck was still on Ling Hao's side, and Fang Le's full force blow was actually hollowed out. Taking advantage of the gap when Fang Le's upper body leaned forward in order to break the ball, causing the center of gravity to be unstable, Ling Hao immediately changed the direction of his crotch to regain control of the ball and accelerated to shake off Fang Le.

In this way, the results are very obvious. The situation of 4 against 2 in the front court will not be too unexpected for a team like Chinese Middle School that is good at fast attack.

Sure enough, Xiao Ling and Ren Yan's tacit cross-running took away the last two defenders of Longma Middle School, and Yun Feng slipped to the bottom line to receive Ling Hao's pass and made a layup.

"Good !!"

From the moment Zhao Xin grabbed the rebound, the fans of the Chinese middle school were already excited. Especially now that the team they support is scoring again, they can't be more excited.

"Toot!" Here, Ryoma Middle School hurriedly called a timeout to temporarily suppress the momentum of the Chinese Middle School.

If a team is completely on the rise, the consequences are unimaginable. Especially a team like Chinese Middle School that likes to switch offenses may be taken away by them if they are not careful.

The score is 70:65, and now there is only a difference of 5 points, so it is indeed a wise move to call a timeout at this time and nip the momentum of the Chinese middle school in the bud.

"Captain, I'm sorry. As soon as Ge Ya returned to the bench, he blamed himself and said that if he could grab the rebound just now, then it would be the Chinese middle school that was forced to call a timeout.

"No, it's not your fault, it's a mistake in my judgment. Fang Le was telling the truth, he really didn't expect that Zhao Xin's ability to control rebounds was so strong, even Ge Ya and Yang Chen couldn't grab him.

"Captain, it's not good for us right now. Zheng Wei took a sip of water to relieve the consumption of physical strength. He would say this because there were only 8 minutes and 30 seconds left in the game, and instead of regaining the initiative, they were demoralized by the opposing side.

"That's right. Fang Le nodded, agreeing with Zheng Wei's words, "The situation is very dangerous for us if it goes on like this, and it is imperative that we first suppress their momentum, and then take back the dominance of the court step by step." ”

"Pull over here. ”

At the sound of an order, the players surrounded the Fang Orchestra and listened to their next tactics.

On the other side, as soon as Yun Feng, who had just scored, returned to the bench, Shao Sa ran over and bumped into him to swear the joy in his heart.

"This is the Zhao Xin I know. Ling Hao punched Zhao Xin, who was walking back slowly.

Zhao Xin was not modest, patted his chest, and said confidently: "That's right, don't worry about the rebounds to me, there will be no problem." ”

"You guys did a good job, but it's not over yet. Li Hua took the tactical board, walked to the middle of the players, and said: "The next time should be more concentrated, and you can't take it lightly, understand." ”

"Understood!" the players replied in unison.

"I have only one requirement for you, which is to speed up. Li Hua took the pen, tapped the tactical board, raised his voice and said: "Lift the speed for me, and use the speed to drag them down." ”

"You have to speed up!" This time, even Ling Hao's expression became difficult to look at.

"That's right, speed up. Li Hua knows what the players are worried about, because speed is a double-edged sword, but there is no way to do it, "The only way we can deal with Ryoma Middle School now is speed." If we can't play with speed, then we will lose. Now we are in ruins, and there is no way back. ”

"That's right, the coach is right, we have to play faster and harder. Ling Hao clenched his fists, the kind of physical strength was completely overdrawn, and he didn't have to experience the feeling of fainting on the basketball court, what was there to be afraid of, "We, we must win!"

"To win!!

The others shouted.