Chapter 150: Backfired
And once Ye Bihuang and Lee Kuan Yew get the ball, it will be difficult to break into the opponent's penalty area, and everyone in the third class will desperately start to carry the two of them, not letting the two of them move forward until Ye Bihuang or Lee Kuan Yew passes the ball to Fan Rong or Pang Kaishun.
Although He Zhi is a member of the sports committee of the second class, he also likes to play basketball and plays well, but today is like playing soy sauce, there are very few opportunities to touch the ball, and the chances of scoring goals naturally decline geometrically.
Before they could fight for a while, Lee Kuan Yew and Ye Bihuang were panting and sweating profusely, while Pang Kaishun and Fan Rong were light and light, feeling that their physical strength was still very sufficient.
"Playing basketball is also an extremely physical exercise, and it seems that I will have to play it often in the future." Ye Bihuang often plays football, although he also plays basketball, but today I realized that basketball exercise is also good, and if he plays well, he is also very handsome.
"Brother Huang, how do I feel that we are shabu!" Lee Kuan Yew frowned and suppressed his voice.
"Hehe, you also found out, they are clearly singing double reeds and playing Infernal Affairs." Ye Bihuang smiled quietly, okay, you have a good plan, I have a wall ladder, who are we afraid of.
"What to do." Lee Kuan Yew wanted to score, but Qian Jun was always the first to rush in front of him and carry him with his body, Lee Kuan Yew didn't want to pass the ball to Pang Kaishun several times, and Qian Jun was interfered with by throwing the ball alone without scoring.
If this goes on for a long time, it will definitely not work, not only will I not be able to see it, but the people in the class will also boo.
Ye Bihuang curled the corners of his mouth and said: "After the two of us receive the ball, just pass between the two of us, don't give Pang Kaishun and Fan Rong, increase our goal rate, and you can also suppress his limelight." ”
"Okay, no problem." Lee Kuan Yew nodded, Fan Rong's guy always inadvertently resisted himself, which made Lee Kuan Yew really angry, but he still passed it to Fan Rong as soon as he had a good opportunity just now, after all, this was a battle of honor between the two classes.
However, after seeing that they were singing double reeds, Lee Kuan Yew decided to give it a go, no matter what kind of competition he played, it was the right thing to prevent Pang Kaishun from succeeding.
At this point, the team of the second class is completely divided into two small groups, a duo composed of Ye Bihuang and Lee Kuan Yew and a duo composed of Pang Kaishun and Fan Rong, and the sports commissioner He Zhi completely plays the role of an intermediate passer, although he knows the grievances between Pang Kaishun and Ye Bihuang, but he is also blinded by the play played by the two just now, and thinks that the two have reconciled.
He Zhi is to see who has the opportunity and whose position is good, and he has no selfish intentions.
Sure enough, under the deliberate efforts of Ye Bihuang and Lee Kuan Yew, Pang Kaishun's goal rate and appearance rate really began to decline, and his chances of getting the ball were also sharply reduced by half.
"Huh!" Ye Bihuang put on a beautiful pitching pose, sweating in the air under the sun, which was really full of manly taste.
"Boom!" The ball hits the basket and the ball goes in!
"It's in, it's in, it's in!" Xia Na jumped up and cheered, and the students in the second class on Zhang Fenghui's side applauded in a row.
"Ye Bihuang! Attaboy! Ye Bihuang, score another goal. ”
"I don't think he can play basketball, but I didn't expect him to be so good at basketball! The pitching posture is so handsome! ”
"yes, look at the muscles on his arm, I just found out he's so strong today."
Lan Muxi saw Ye Bihuang scoring a goal, smiled sweetly, and the two big eyes narrowed into a crescent moon, revealing small white teeth, constituting a beautiful scenery outside the stadium, many boys pretended to watch the game, but in fact, their eyes fell on her.
Lan Muxi didn't know why, she felt a burst of joy and happiness when she saw Ye Bihuang score a goal, she wanted Ye Bihuang to be the focus on the court, right. Lan Muxi asked herself quietly.
Ye Bihuang's side also began to score goals gradually, and Lee Kuan Yew and his applause gradually rose.
The second class has completely become a mess of loose sand, the so-called insiders watch the doorway, and the outsiders watch the excitement, Jiang Xiuqi frowned deeply, but the two sides were playing, and he had no room to speak as a bystander.
It was in this case that the score was deliberately maintained by Pang Kaishun and Qian Jun, 36:38.
The second class was slightly ahead.
"Ye Bihuang, if you don't have a chance, pass the ball to me and Fan Rong, if you keep holding the ball, our side will score sharply." Pang Kaishun obviously felt that something was wrong, he had less and less time to hold the ball in his hands, and there were fewer and fewer opportunities to pitch, and he was a little anxious.
Ye Bihuang smiled dryly: "If you are in a good position, it will naturally be passed on to you, it is inconvenient for you to attack just now"
Pang Kaishun gritted his teeth and stopped talking, Ye Bihuang had already said this, and what he was saying seemed to be small-bellied.
The game was in a stalemate, and soon it was the last minute, and the score on the field was 57:56.
It's now three shifts ahead.
"If you don't vote again, you won't have a chance!" Pang Kaishun shouted, Fan Rong instantly threw the ball to Pang Kaishun, and Pang Kaishun rushed into the third half with the ball. "Everybody's giving me a boost! Defend to the death! "It's this set again! Qian Jun shouted like this every time, but which time was it really desperate and strict? is a large area of water, so the waterproof result is that Pang Kaishun rushed into the penalty area to score goals very smoothly, giving people a feeling that his ball skills are very high.
"Hey-" Lee Kuan Yew sighed deeply, Ye Bihuang passed behind him, and also smiled bitterly, if there is no accident, today can be regarded as Pang Kaishun out of the limelight, and the final blow is also handled by him, then he can be regarded as a big victory in this silent battle.
Pang Kaishun drove straight in, smashed Huanglong, and was really handsome, he gently hooked his hand and handed the ball out.
"Oops!" At the moment of handing the ball, Pang Kaishun felt a little bad, he had been in a state of excitement just now, and he couldn't control his emotions, the ball was a little off!
Pang Kaishun fell to the ground, his eyes fixed on the basketball, and at this moment he felt that the whole world had slowed down! Pang Kaishun has said countless times in his heart, hoping that this goal can be scored! Once inside, he will be greeted with endless cheers and admiration! He will be the hero of this basketball game!
It can even change the image in Lan Muxi's mind!
"Bang
"it!" Pang Kaishun scolded in a low voice. The basketball was received by Fang Ming, Fang Ming traveled quickly with the ball, and then passed the ball to Qian Jun with lightning speed.
Qian Jun's scalp was also numb at this time, he had already been instructed by Pang Kaishun to come to the last goal to counterattack, and everything went according to the original plan! Who knew that he had a problem at the most critical moment!