The game continued to start, and Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School after the suspension came back from a significant change, everyone's mood became excited, and the movement on the court was more positive, but it was useless to be positive, and there had to be a state of playing, no state, no matter how positive it was, it was useless!

Obviously, after the low tide just now, everyone's form has not recovered, and the first attack after the timeout ended with a striking iron.

On the other hand, Longteng High School still continued its previous fiery state and high morale, and through exquisite cooperation, Zhou Boxing scored another 2 points.

"Don't be discouraged and keep attacking!" Wei Guoming shouted on the sidelines.

Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School is attacking, and it is still iron!

Longteng high offense, jumper shot.

Three minutes later, Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School's score was still stuck at 53 points, and in the third quarter of the first quarter of 5 minutes, they only scored 2 points, and all the players felt as if they were sealed by ice, and they couldn't shoot any way, while Longteng High School scored again and again, scoring 14 points in half a quarter, widening the difference to 8 points in one fell swoop.

The audience's emotions were high, and the voices were higher and higher, which affected the anxious mood of the members of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School.

The more anxious you are, the less you can score, it's a vicious cycle.

"It's over, it's over, Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School is hanging now, do you really want to stop in the top eight?" Song Jie was worried, and he was also anxious.

Yang Juncheng's face was serious, "Now Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School urgently needs someone who can stand up and score and stop the current decline, otherwise the score difference will only be widened." ”

Song Jie hurriedly said: "What's wrong with this Zhang Yufeng?" The league has played almost 1o games here, and I have never seen him like this, throwing so many balls and not scoring a single goal. ”

"Maybe I was stimulated on the field and my mentality was affected, so I was so inaccurate." Yang Juncheng analyzed, "If he can't find his feel again, then Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School really has no hope of winning." ”

"Hey! This Zhang Yufeng, hurry up and cheer up! Song Jie sighed, anxious and helpless.

It's a pity that Zhang Yufeng couldn't hear his prayers, and chose to break through in another attack, but he hit Ye Jun's body directly, fell to the ground, and was blown a foul by the referee.

"Yufeng ......" Zhao Mengshan stood in the stands, put down her hand flowers, put her hands on her chest, and looked at Zhang Yufeng nervously, her face full of worry.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" She thought to herself, she really wanted to go to him and help him through this difficult time together, but she couldn't, she could only stand here and watch.

Zhang Yufeng got up from the ground, his face was full of anger, not to the referee, but to himself, angry that he was not in shape, angry that he couldn't throw no matter how he throws, and angry that he couldn't help the team at the most critical moment.

"Yufeng, what's wrong with you?" Luo Wenhao walked over and said worriedly.

The rest of the team also gathered around, all looking at him worriedly.

"I'm fine, I just don't have the form, I can't shoot the ball, I'm in a hurry." Zhang Yufeng said, his heart was burning and he was impatient.

"It's okay, if you can't shoot, keep shooting, until you can shoot!" Luo Wenhao patted him on the shoulder and said, "I believe you will eventually throw yourself in." ”

"Yes! Boss, you can shoot with confidence, I will give you a rebound desperately! Lu Yefeng grinned.

"That's it! You can shoot boldly! We're all confident that you'll get back in shape! Yu Jiang also smiled.

"Everyone......" Zhang Yufeng looked at it in a daze, and there was a wordless emotion in his heart.

It's nice to be trusted like that!

He felt his heart beating violently, and out of nowhere, a force surged through his body.

"Don't worry! I won't let you down! Zhang Yufeng said, rubbing his hands tightly.

"Haha! This tone of speech is like the Zhang Yufeng we know. Yu Jiang smiled slightly, for some reason, there was no longer a feeling of impatience in his heart, as if he was comforting Zhang Yufeng at the same time, he was even comforting himself.

Emotions are contagious, and when everyone persuaded Zhang Yufeng, they also felt the hearts of their teammates.

The happiness of being in this team flows in the hearts of everyone, and every player is rejoicing.

Zhang Yufeng looked up at Zhao Mengshan.

For some reason, at this moment, he especially wanted to see her, to see her face, to see her smile, to see her supportive and encouraging eyes.

Zhao Mengshan saw Zhang Yufeng looking at herself, she was slightly nervous, showed a sweet smile, and waved her hand to cheer him on!

Zhang Yufeng also showed a smile and nodded firmly, greatly encouraged in his heart.

His eyes swept across the court, very calm, but contained a shocking power, he didn't know if his next shot would be able to score, but he knew that no matter whether he scored or not, he would shoot unswervingly, because this is how he plays, and it is also his role based on the team!

His momentum became completely different from before, but this was still not enough to deter Ye Jun, under Ye Jun's breakthrough goal, Zhou Boxing scored another goal, and the score difference also came to 1o.

"Don't panic, let's play steadily, ball by ball!" Zhang Yufeng said loudly, inspiring everyone.

"Good!" The crowd shouted.

There were four minutes left in the third quarter, one quarter left in the fourth, and everything was in time.

Luo Wenhao dribbled over half the court and wanted to organize a tactical attack, but saw that Zhang Yufeng was taking the initiative to ask for the ball, so he did not hesitate and passed the basketball directly.

Zhang Yufeng broke through with the ball, and then stopped and made a shooting feint.

Ye Jun stretched out his hands and was unmoved.

Zhang Yufeng suddenly jumped up to shoot and leaned forward.

Ye Jun didn't realize this, and jumped up as well, and stretched out his hands, trying to block the hat.

Zhang Yufeng's forward arm touched Ye Jun's arm, and at the same time pulled the basketball out of his hand.

"Bell!" There was a sound of iron.

"Toot!" A whistle blew.

The referee awarded Ye Jun a foul, and Zhang Yufeng got two free throws.

He smiled slightly, a little proud that his plan had succeeded.

"Damn, I fell for you and was deceived by you to a foul." Ye Jun raised his hand and said regretfully.

Zhang Yufeng ignored him, his expression calmed down, and he walked to the free throw line!

Adjusting his touch with free throws is a way for him to find a way to adjust his form.

He took a deep breath, slapped the basketball a few times, held the ball and paused in the air for a moment before shooting.

"Bell!" The first penalty was not scored.

"Whew!" He took a deep breath, made minor adjustments to his shot, and threw the second shot!

"Huh!" Basketball goes to the net!

"In! Finally in! The players of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School shouted excitedly, this is their third point since entering the second half!

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