What if the coach doesn't call a timeout?

There is no way, it is up to the players to solve the problem on their own.

Luo Wenhao dribbled the ball, his brows furrowed, thinking about how to attack in order to score a goal and break the embarrassing number of o.

After watching it for a long time, I didn't find a good way to attack. The usual tactics seem to be completely useless now.

There is Xiang Feng guarding the basket, even if he successfully hits the ball to the inside, it is difficult to shoot, Du Kuan is restricted to death, and he can't get stuck at all.

There is Luo Zhaowen on the outside, with his strong body, he can easily prevent his forced breakthrough, and he can't break through the ball, and his role as a point guard is greatly reduced.

There was no way, in the end, he could only hand it over to Zhang Yufeng and lead the team's attack through his personal ability.

Zhang Yufeng stood on the outside line with the ball, facing the defender who was several centimeters shorter than himself, a little depressed, obviously he had a comprehensive advantage, but he shot twice to the basket, both of which were out of the way, and he always felt that something was wrong, and he was uncomfortable.

There was not much time left for the offense, Zhang Yufeng raised his eyebrows, his eyes changed, and he still stubbornly jumped up and pulled out three points.

"Come in!" The players of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School had longing in their eyes, and they couldn't wait to run over and put the basketball into the basket.

They were so eager to score, and they needed to score too much, because the o on the scoreboard was so glaring that it pierced everyone's heart.

"Bell." The basketball was out again, Zhang Yufeng looked at his hands, frowned and shook his head, he really didn't feel it at all.

"Damn! I don't believe it. Zhang Yufeng said in a low voice, and he also competed with himself, just like the idol Kobe Bryant did, if he couldn't throw, he kept throwing until he could throw it.

He attacked twice in a row, both of which ended in iron, much to his anger and impatience.

Beichen Middle School scored two goals again, and the score came to 2o:o.

The laughter in the stadium came and went, and the dark horse that was originally the most promising became a joke at the moment.

How about a six-game winning streak? What about winning 2o points per game? Isn't it still abused by Beichen Middle School!

"A weak team is a weak team after all! When you meet a really strong team, you wilt. ”

"Look, this is the strength of our Beichen Middle School."

"It's so vegetable, I can't stand it anymore, it's a waste of time."

"I knew I might as well go to another game, and it would be better than this one! What kind of basketball does this Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School play? Elementary school students? ”

Bursts of taunts reached the pitch and into the ears of the players.

When the players from Beichen Middle School heard this, they showed a proud smile, which seemed to say, we are the champion team, and we can win this game with our eyes closed!

The players of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School were pale, and it was difficult to see the extreme.

"This group of wall grasses, when they play well, they can be touted, and when they don't play well, they start scolding, it's really annoying!" Han Yanshuo's face was gloomy and he scolded angrily.

"There's no way to scold, who made us perform poorly!" Lu Yefeng said, a little hated that iron does not become steel.

"Zhang Yufeng! What are you committing two? Cheer me up and score! Score! Han Yanshuo yelled at the court.

"Cheer up, too! If you are so sluggish, morale will definitely be low! He shouted at the bench again, angry.

"Come on! Come on! Everyone was startled by this roar, and subconsciously shouted, but they didn't expect that the more they shouted, the more energetic they became, and all the depressed emotions in their hearts were vented.

Since you can't play, let's shout, shout recklessly, shout earth-shattering!

The audience looked at the bench of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School in a daze, as if they were looking at a fool, 2o:o, can you catch it back by shouting cheers? If you can't, you can't!

After hearing this, the players of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School on the court brought them a completely different feeling, like seeing a lighthouse on the vast sea, finding a water source in the desert, and seeing light in the darkness!

The originally dead heart slowly revived again, and there was no hope, but it was full of emotion.

"This kid ......" Zhang Yufeng shook his head and smiled helplessly, very grateful in his heart.

Just now, even he began to doubt himself and began to feel frustrated about his bad hand. But Han Yanshuo woke him up with a loud roar.

Score! Score!

"I'm a shooting guard, my job is to score, whether it's good or not, to score! Do whatever it takes to get the basketball into the hoop! Zhang Yufeng thought about it, and his eyes gradually lit up.

The real scorer will not be bothered by the poor feel, the real great scorer will adjust his state, will not let his feel be bad all the time, when the feel is adjusted well, it is the opponent's nightmare.

Zhang Yufeng clenched his fists, feeling that his fingers were swelling with a bang, and the blood on his fingers seemed to burst out!

"Everyone cheered up, there were four minutes left in the game, and our goal was to chase 1o points first!" He shouted loudly, a smile on his face, as if he had seen the blue sky after the rain.

"Yu Feng!" Luo Wenhao looked at him and muttered, and a figure suddenly appeared in his mind, Tang Fei.

I still remember that in the finals of the second year of junior high school and the seventh middle school, Tang Fei was holding such a confident smile and encouraging everyone!

"This is probably the temperament of a leader!" He thought about it, showing a smile, Tang Fei and Zhang Yufeng are obviously two different types of players, but they are strikingly similar in some aspects, such as this kind of leadership temperament that ordinary people can't have, and this unique charm that can influence others, are so similar.

Not only Luo Wenhao, but also the rest of the team members also cheered up again and put their hopeful eyes on Zhang Yufeng.

Anything is possible, not to mention that it is only the first quarter, they have enough time to catch up with the score, but the premise is that they must give their all and play hard, if they give up now, then no one can save this game.

Looking at the players of No. 1 Middle School who ignited their fighting spirit, there were constant sneers from the audience.

For them, Zhang Yufeng's words are a fool's dream.

"What are you going to do, young man?" Song Jie held the camera in both hands and whispered to himself, he especially remembered that in the semifinals that year, Zhang Yufeng turned the tide and fought against the entire No. 9 Middle School by himself, although he did not win in the end, but he was still shocking and amazing enough.

He was looking forward to seeing such a wonderful performance again, and his hands unconsciously grasped the camera tighter, and his eyes were full of hope.

Wei Guoming still sat there calmly, but there was a smile on his face, he didn't care no matter how bad the game was, what he cared about was the attitude of the players, to see if the players could accept this kind of psychological gap from a dark horse to a bad team, and whether they could come up with a solution in the face of this unprecedented desperate situation.

Now it seems that although he has not thought of a solution, he is very satisfied with the changed attitude.

He believes that after this predicament, after this battle, everyone will become more powerful.

It's called growth!

ps: The first update, please recommend!

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