Yu Jiang then passed the ball to Luo Wenhao.

Luo Wenhao dribbled past half court and organized the first attack of the game.

According to the tactics arranged by the coach before the game, the main line is to play inside, so after Du Kuan got in a good position, he passed the ball to the inside line, and the rest of the people ran to the outside line, opening up a very wide offensive space for Du Kuan.

Du Kuan dribbled to the top of the inner line, and the defensive center on the opposite side was only about 19o, a few centimeters shorter than Du Kuan, and his strength was far inferior.

He easily squeezed under the basket and then scored the ball with an easy touch!

"Beautiful!" The rest of the people shouted softly and turned back to defend themselves.

"Good shot!!" The cheerleaders in the stands watched Du Kuan score a goal, and they all jumped and jumped excitedly, and they didn't forget to shout cheers!

The identity of a cheerleader is new to them, so they are just beginning to look energetic, but they don't know that if they keep bouncing like this, they will exhaust the strength in their bodies after a while.

Listening to the cry of the beauty, Du Kuan showed a smile, feeling full of strength, just waiting to vent.

Oriental Middle School Attack.

The defender slowly dribbled the ball across the half court, and then directly handed it to the hands of the 9 good players, which was defended by Xie Changshan.

Xie Changshan stared at him seriously, very cautious.

The No. 9 dribbles and passes to the center as he gets to the basket.

After the center got the ball, he picked up the basket and dodged Du Kuan's defense to score the ball.

"Damn!" Du Kuan said unhappily, he didn't expect that looking at the weak center forward would have such a soft and delicate feel.

"Don't worry, the game has just begun!" Yu Jiang stepped forward and said, exited the field and put the ball into Luo Wenhao's hands, and ran towards the front court.

Du Kuan nodded and followed closely behind.

It's still a simple way of playing, handing the ball to the inside and using personal ability to play alone.

Du Kuan used his physical advantage to score another goal and scored four points in a row in the opening game.

Not to be outdone, Dongfang Middle School used exquisite cooperation to disrupt the defense of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School, scoring 2 points on an outside jumper.

On the other hand, taking advantage of the fact that the defensive position of Dongfang Middle School did not fall well, Zhang Yufeng dribbled and caught the opponent off guard, and directly pulled out three points outside the three-point line after halftime.

"Huh!" The beautiful voice sounded mercilessly, hollow into the net!

Zhang Yufeng looked at his palm, thinking that it felt good, and the first goal was scored.

He turned his head to look at the audience, and saw that Zhao Mengshan was also looking at him with excitement, and couldn't help but show a smile, clenching his fists and waving his arms, as if asking her how the ball was?

Zhao Mengshan's cold face also showed a faint smile, and she waved the hand flower in her hand, which could be regarded as cheering for him.

"Don't look at it, it's time to get back on guard." Luo Wenhao came over and patted Zhang Yufeng, and then shook his head helplessly.

"Oh!" Zhang Yufeng answered and ran to the backfield.

Dongfang Middle School attacked, No. 9 took the ball, passed to the inside, and scored a goal by the center!

At 7:6, Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School temporarily led by 1 point.

In the opening few rounds, both teams showed great form and a strong desire to fight!

This game is not only a life-and-death battle for Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School, but also a life-and-death battle for Dongfang Middle School, they never thought that they could win Beichen Middle School, so they could only pin their hopes of victory on Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School and Guangming Middle School.

In the first half of the quarter, both sides maintained a high standard of play, shooting more than 50 percent.

Although Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School has been controlling the rhythm, but it has not been able to pull the score away, and has always maintained a score difference, which makes them have a strange feeling, obviously feeling that the opponent is very weak, and it is easy to open the score, but no matter how they score, looking back at the scoreboard, they are still only 2 to 3 points ahead, and they have never been able to expand.

Every time it is time to open the score, there are always people in Dongfang Middle School who can stand up and score to stabilize the team's decline, and every time they stand up and score, the people are different, which makes the players of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School a little anxious.

They felt as if they had fallen into a swamp and were entangled, and they were uncomfortable, so the longer the game went, the more impatient they became, and in the second half of the first quarter, they did not score in three consecutive rounds, and they were directly reversed by Oriental Middle School.

"Toot!" The referee's whistle blew, and Wei Guoming called a timeout.

Everyone sat back on the bench, a little angry.

"What's wrong? Do you think the game is not easy to play? Wei Guoming narrowed his eyes again and said with a smile.

There was silence, no one spoke, but the expression on the face spoke for itself.

"Huh!" Wei Guoming smiled, "It's normal to feel this way, because the style of play at Dongfang Middle School is known for its toughness, and every team that has played against them will feel like this." ”

"Coach, so we've been so entangled with them?" Xie Changshan said angrily.

"Or else?" Wei Guoming asked rhetorically, "Unless we can play a wave of scoring climaxes and open the score in one fell swoop, otherwise we will be in a stalemate like this, and it will also exercise your patience." ”

Even so, he still set his sights on Zhang Yufeng.

The rest of the people also looked at Zhang Yufeng.

Zhang Yufeng condensed and said softly: "I'll try!" ”

"Go on, it's up to you to decide the situation of the game, no matter what, this game will help you a lot." Wei Guoming said, sitting back in his seat.

The game continues.

According to everyone's expectations, Zhang Yufeng began to try to take over the game, and attacked by himself in three consecutive rounds, but unfortunately the effect was not satisfactory, and he only hit one of the three shots.

During this period, a player from Oriental High School stepped up again and hit two goals in a row to further expand the score.

The girls of the cheerleading team watched the score continue to be widened, a little anxious, shook their hands, and said loudly in unison: "Come on!" Come on Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School! ”

The teammates on the bench also shouted urgently.

It's such an important game that there can't be any mistakes.

Zhang Yufeng was also very annoyed at this time, obviously feeling good, but he couldn't throw the ball.

shot another basket, but still missed, so he had to give up the offense temporarily, no longer take the initiative to ask for the ball, and handed the ball to Luo Wenhao to deal with.

Luo Wenhao broke through to the inside line by himself, and scored the ball with a shaking step to pick up the basket!

The two sides were at a stalemate again, only this time Dongfang Middle School became the leader, and Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School became the scorer.

Finally, the first quarter of the game ended, the score of the two sides was 18:24, and Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School was 6 points behind.

The first half of the second quarter was a contest between the substitutes of the two sides, which was basically five or five, and no one took advantage.

However, to the delight of the players of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School, Guo Yanbing's condition has become better, even better than when he played against Beichen Middle School, he can not only pass the ball, but also attack by himself, showing his all-round skills.

He was originally, but he was "demoted" to a substitute because of Luo Wenhao's existence.

Wei Guoming's original intention was to make him the team's sixth man and the leader of the bench, but it is disappointing that he has not taken the corresponding responsibility, and his performance has been good and bad, which is disappointing.

Now that his form is picking up, Wei Guoming sees hope again.

If Luo Wenhao can keep the form of this game, the strength of the bench will rise a lot, and it will be of great help to the team in any game in the future!!

ps: The second update, and then write the third update! It may be late, so you can watch it again tomorrow.

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