Chapter 200: Zhanjiangbei No. 3 Middle School (4)
On the side of Anyi No. 1 Middle School, Lu Fuyang didn't make too many arrangements, but just told Chen Feng and Yu Qian that the other party might be caught up later, and they should pay attention to dividing the ball as soon as possible. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Toot ......"
The whistle blew and the second quarter began.
Anyi No. 1 Middle School attacked, Ye Yiming advanced with the ball, and Chen Feng felt that the formation of Jiangbei No. 3 Middle School was a little different as soon as he passed the front court. When Ye Yiming came over and passed the ball to him, he saw Jiang Xiaobo and Xia Jie pounce at the same time, and his heart suddenly understood, "It's really a bag." ”
Although the opponent used the trap tactic, Chen Feng was actually prepared in his heart and was not flustered, seeing that the two of them were coming over, he put the ball away and passed it out with shaking hands.
"Be careful."
An exclamation came, Chen Feng's heart jumped, and he looked in the direction of the ball, only to see a figure coming out of the air, cutting off the ball, and then quickly launching a fast attack.
"Damn, when did this guy come over?" Chen Feng scolded in his heart, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he even accelerated to catch up.
The person who broke the ball was Jiangbei No. 3 small and medium-sized forward Fan Wei, although his speed cannot be compared with Chen Feng, but it is not slow, the key is that his height is 1.97 meters, much taller than Chen Feng. Seeing Chen Feng chasing after him, he slowed down his speed, made a layup in three slow steps, and leaned on Chen Feng with his body very experienced, so that Chen Feng couldn't jump, easily picked up the ball and put it in the basket.
Smiling contemptuously at Chen Feng, Fan Wei turned around and ran back, high-five his teammates one by one.
Seeing that Chen Feng was a little stunned, Yu Qian came over and patted him, frowned, and said, "What's wrong?" It's just a ball, you're fine. ”
"It's fine." Chen Feng came back to his senses, "I'm just surprised that this ball was broken." ”
Yu Qian said: "That guy had already moved before you passed the ball, and I was still strange at the time." Now that I think about it, the other party should know that you are going to pass the ball, and it will definitely pass to Ye Yiming, who is in the vacant position, so when he starts to wrap up, the other person starts and waits for the ball to be broken. ”
"Huh?" Chen Feng frowned, thought about it carefully, and it seemed that this was really the case.
In the situation just now, the first thing that comes to mind when facing the bag must be to pass the ball, and the first choice of the passing object must be Ye Yiming, who has an empty position. The other party had already guessed that he would do this, so he arranged someone early and waited for the steal.
"Damn, it's been calculated." Chen Feng scolded in a low voice, went to the bottom line to serve, and began to attack.
Coming to the front court, Chen Feng took the ball again, Jiang Xiaobo and Xia Jie quickly came up to wrap the ball, this time Chen Feng did not let the opponent break the ball again, the wrist flicked in the air, the ball changed direction and passed to Yu Qian. Yu Qian took the ball, pressed a step inward, pulled it up and threw it, but unfortunately it didn't go in.
"Rebound!" Yu Qian shouted at Shi Xiaomeng.
Shi Xiaomeng reacted quickly, but the ball was bounced to the side, and it happened to be not on Shi Xiaomeng's side, and he could only watch Wang Yi take the ball into his arms.
Wang Yi passed the ball to Xia Jie, Jiangbei No. 3 Middle School quickly counterattacked, after a few passes, Kong Fan received the ball, a little on his toes, one foot on the ground, it turned out to be a low-angle board, although Ruan Bin tried his best to jump up, but failed to touch the ball, can only expect the goal not to score.
But this time God seemed to be on the side of Jiangbei No. 3 Middle School, the ball smashed on the rebound, and decisively rushed into the hoop.
The score became 29:26, and An Yi No. 1 Middle School only led by 3 points.
On the sidelines, Lu Fuyang frowned slightly, but at this time, the second quarter had just begun, and there was absolutely no reason to call a timeout, so he could only gesture to the players on the court, signaling everyone to stabilize and not worry.
One in the offensive.
As soon as Chen Feng took the ball, the opponent wrapped it, and Chen Feng quickly divided the ball, but because his points were restricted, there were some problems with the operation of the ball.
This is like a process, which was originally good, but suddenly Chen Feng was missing, although the other links are still the same, but the operation will naturally not be as smooth as before.
"Bang!"
Ye Yiming made a move outside the three-point line, but still didn't enter, Shi Xiaomeng jumped up and clicked in the air, but unfortunately he still popped out of the frame and was taken into Wang Yi's arms.
Counterattack, Jiangbei No. 3 Middle School used fast passing and blocking and dismantling, and finally handed it over to Wang Yi on the inside, Wang Yi hit the board and rewrote the score to 29:28.
"It seems that Anyi No. 1 Middle School is in a little trouble." On the commentary platform, Xu Jinsong said.
"Hmm." Lu Longhai nodded, glanced at the scoreboard, and said: "It was only more than two minutes at the beginning of the second quarter, and I was beaten 6:0 by the opponent, and the difference was only one point, which is not a good thing for Anyi No. 1 Middle School." ”
On the court, there were several rounds of offense and defense, and the difference was still one point, but the ball was in the hands of Jiangbei Sanzhong, Xia Jie advanced with the ball, and after arriving in the front court, Ye Yiming succeeded, and an acceleration entered the inner line, Shi Xiao pounced up, but still couldn't block it, and Xia Jie scored a layup.
At 33:34, Jiangbei No. 3 Middle School overtook it!
In the commissary of No. 9 Middle School in Anyi City, seeing the goal scored by Jiangbei No. 3 Middle School, Liu Xiaocui shouted anxiously: "It's overtaken, it's overtaken, what can I do." ”
"Yes, there are still a few points ahead of me, how can I be overtaken, it's really annoying." Several other girls also said.
Yu Xiaowei frowned slightly, she knew a little more than Liu Xiaocui, and knew that being overtaken by one point was nothing. But at the same time, she also saw that An Yi No. 1 Middle School was in trouble, and the offense was very unsmooth, although Yu Qian successfully singled out two, but it could only be a drop in the bucket and could not solve the problem.
"Is it because Chen Feng was blocked by the other party?" Yu Xiaowei looked at Chen Feng on the TV screen, and secretly cheered for Chen Feng in her heart, "I believe in you, you will definitely be able to get out of this situation." ”
Another place, Chen Feng's house.
"Oh no, overtaken." Zhang Xinlan shouted, her face full of anxiety.
"It's just a one-point overtake, look at your nervousness, a basketball game is seventy or eighty points, and a one-point overtake is nothing." Chen Jianguo said.
"A point is nothing? At the end of the day, one more point or one less point can make the difference between victory and defeat. As soon as Zhang Xinlan's words came out, Chen Jianguo was speechless, and he couldn't help but worry about An Yi No. 1 Middle School.
On the edge of the court, Lu Fuyang frowned, glanced at the timer and scoreboard, there were more than three minutes left in the second quarter, and the score was 39:40, although he was only one point behind, but the situation was very unfavorable to his side, and it was difficult to say the result if he continued like this.
"Do you want to call a timeout?" Lu Fuyang thought in his heart, looked at the field, but saw that Chen Feng seemed to feel something, and also looked at him, and shook his head at him.
"Huh?" Lu Fuyang's heart moved, he resisted the thought of calling a pause, and nodded at Chen Feng, meaning that I believe in you and fight hard.
On the field, An Yi attacked in the first place.
"I'll come." Chen Feng went directly to the bottom line to get the ball, Ye Yiming, who was originally going to get the ball, couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, Chen Feng didn't care about him, he held the ball and advanced, he had already realized that the problem was on him, and to turn the situation around, he had to score.