Wei Guoming stood up, his squinting glasses finally widened, and he stared at Zhang Yufeng in disbelief, shocked in shock. 【Fengyun Reading Network. 】

This trick is too difficult to use at this age, and it is terrible to be able to use it skillfully at this age.

"Amazing, amazing!" He muttered softly, his eyes full of surprise.

"Zhang Yufeng, Zhang Yufeng!" The girls in the cheerleading team shouted loudly, and they were all excited by the atmosphere of the scene!

They didn't know how difficult it was, but they knew it was beautiful, and they turned around in the air and threw the basketball backwards, which was really elegant.

Zhang Yufeng turned his gaze to Zhao Mengshan, at this moment, he wanted to know her reaction the most, which was very important to him!

In this warm atmosphere, Zhao Mengshan's face was slightly red, she looked at Zhang Yufeng with a smile, nodded slightly, and made a mouth shape with her pink lips, which means very beautiful!

Zhang Yufeng's eyes were blazing, and for some reason his heart blossomed, he was happier than winning the game, and it was different from the happiness of winning the game, and there was a hint of sweetness in the happiness!

The players of Dongfang Middle School stared at Zhang Yufeng with demented eyes, and suddenly felt that he was so powerful, so unattainable, and so desperate!

Hopeless, that's probably how it feels!

Thinking like this, they can't help but start to wonder to themselves, is there any hope of winning this game?

The thought swirled through their minds, causing them to feel powerless.

"Steady, although Zhang Yufeng is powerful, but he is only one person, as long as we stabilize our attack, then there is still a chance to win!" The number nine continued to reassure, but his tone was not as confident as before.

After all, it was still affected.

In the face of such a powerful opponent, it is impossible to have no fear, especially after Zhang Yufeng showed the strength beyond this age, this sense of jealousy is even worse.

"Toot!" When the referee's whistle blew, the coach of Dongfang Middle School called a timeout, he knew that he had to call a timeout at this time to boost the morale of the players, otherwise the next game would be firmly controlled by Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School.

"Don't be discouraged, as long as Zhang Yufeng is restricted, the direction of the game is still in our hands, there is still a minute and a half left in the second quarter, we change our defensive strategy, and adopt a pinch policy for Zhang Yufeng, as long as he gets the ball, he will go forward to cover the clip, but at the same time, he must also ensure that he defends other players, especially Du Kuan and Luo Wenhao, these two should not be underestimated, understand?" The coach said as he drew on the tactical board.

"Understood!" Everyone nodded, threw down the towels around their necks, and walked onto the field.

The game continued, and Oriental Middle School attacked, and its point guard dribbled past half court and blocked with player 9, and then passed the ball to player 9, who organized the offense.

He took the ball and played it with his back in the box, then turned and hooked.

"Bell!" The basketball bounced off the basket, and he didn't adjust his posture during the turn and hook hand, and his shooting action was a little deformed, causing the basketball to fly out of the correct orbit at an angle.

"My rebounds!" With a loud shout, Du Kuan snatched the rebound from the two of them, and then passed it to Zhang Yufeng.

As soon as Zhang Yufeng got the ball, he was attacked by Dongfang Middle School, and he didn't even give him a chance to dribble through the half.

He was surrounded in the bottom corner, time was passing fast, and time was about to be violated.

In desperation, he jumped up on the spot and threw the basketball to the front court.

Luo Wenhao and Xie Changshan came forward to respond, and two players from Dongfang Middle School also came forward to interfere.

The ball flew fast.

Luo Wenhao found his position and jumped up at the same time with the defenders around him to compete for the basketball in the air.

With a crisp sound, he took the basketball into his arms, paused after landing, and rushed towards the front court with a slight adjustment.

With only one defender in the frontcourt, Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School can easily form a two-on-one situation.

The defender stood under the basket, looked at Yu Jiang behind him, and then looked at Luo Wenhao who rushed forward, looking a little flustered, not knowing which player to defend.

Seeing the fast-moving Luo Wenhao getting closer and closer, he subconsciously guarded against it, and selectively ignored Yu Jiang behind him.

Seeing this, Luo Wenhao's eyes changed suddenly, his body reacted quickly, the force of the slap in his hand suddenly increased, and he threw the basketball out with a high throw.

Yu Jiang looked at the flying basketball, judged the time when the basketball fell, and then jumped high, flicked it lightly while catching the basketball, and threw the basketball into the basket!

Aerial relay shots!

In fact, he wanted to dunk very much, but the bounce height was not enough, so he could only change from dunk to shooting, even so, it also attracted applause from the audience.

The score continued to close with only one point remaining, and there were only 40 seconds left in the game.

'Before the end of the first half, you have to chase the score back.' Du Kuan stood on the inner line and shouted loudly.

In the offensive round of Oriental Middle School, the long shot in the open position still missed, and in the two rounds after the pause, it was an iron.

The rebound was grabbed by Yu Jiang, and Luo Wenhao launched an attack, making two tactical runs, but he didn't find a suitable opportunity, and the time was getting less and less, so he had no choice but to pass the ball to Zhang Yufeng.

As soon as he got the ball, Dongfang Middle School began to pinch again, although the first package failed and gave other players from Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School a chance, but they still resolutely obeyed the coach's arrangement.

Zhang Yufeng's rhythm was destroyed, and he had to pass it out.

Xie Changshan catches the ball and shoots.

"Bell!" The basketball was on the basket, and he didn't put the ball in even if it was empty.

"Toot!"

At the end of the first half, the two sides entered the rest time, and Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School did not catch up with the score after all, falling behind by 1 point at 42:43.

After the start of the second half of the game, Dongfang Middle School still insisted on the last tactics of the second quarter and resolutely wrapped Zhang Yufeng.

This tactic really worked, and without Zhang Yufeng's offensive firepower, Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School's offensive success rate plummeted, allowing them to score only two points in three minutes.

It was a good opportunity for Dongfang Middle School to open the score, but they were also out of shape, hitting iron again and again on the offensive end, and only scored 4 points during this time.

Wei Guoming hurriedly shouted a timeout and rearranged the offensive tactics, since the other party likes to wrap Zhang Yufeng, then let him wrap and use Zhang Yufeng to create better offensive opportunities for his teammates.

After the pause, this tactic had a significant effect, Zhang Yufeng pulled the distance between himself and his teammates wider, giving his teammates a wider space, as long as someone was trapped, he did not hesitate to pass the ball, even if the receiver did not take the initiative to attack but chose to break through, to disrupt the defensive formation of Dongfang Middle School, attack on the inside, and increase the success rate of goals.

In four minutes, Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School set off a wave of offensive frenzy, playing a wave of 10:0 attacks, overtaking the score in one fell swoop and leading by 5 points!

ps: First update

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