040 Miracle
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It's game on! The referee threw the basketball in his hand.
With Luo Yunfeng's instructions, Zhang Huayue did not try his best to grab the ball.
But Tang Xiang was not polite to this side. He is tall and has long arms, and he can bounce well. As soon as he reached out, he flicked the ball into the arms of his teammates.
After the Meran team got the ball, they went straight to the front. After more than half a year of training, Mo Lan's teammates are extremely proficient in interspersed cooperation. Break through the sieve-like line and easily put the ball into the basket.
2-0, the Merlan team scored two points first. Tang Xiang looked at the sidelines defiantly, and turned around to make a "vulnerable" mouth shape to the Tian Yin team.
"This time, Tian Yin No. 1 Middle School is only afraid that he will make a big mistake." Song Shao said with a smile to the teacher next to him.
The teacher also replied with a smile: "I am willing to lose the bet, who let Tian Yin boast about Haikou." Can't wait to go to war with someone without figuring out the rules of the game? β
Director Zhang, who had been silent, actually participated in the discussion of the teachers: "For private schools, shopping malls are like battlefields. Molan Middle School helped Tian Yin No. 1 Middle School teach a lesson, and Wang Qinian had to read Sun Tzu's Art of War when he went back. β
It was Tian Yin's turn to attack.
Luo Yunfeng received the ball from his teammates, and he controlled the ball unhurriedly. In the face of the impenetrable defensive front, everyone is speculating about how Luoyun Summit will break through.
It's a terrible feeling to be defended by a group of professionals, and it's almost impossible to find an entry point to break through.
Tang Xiang kept staring at Zhang Huayue, and the athlete's intuition told him that Zhang Huayue might have received formal training on the entire court. But judging from the current situation, Zhang Huayue is possessed by Jordan, and he can't reverse the defeat.
"Don't work in vain," Tang Xiang said in a low voice: "With me here, you don't want to find a chance to shoot." β
"Really?" A strange smile appeared on Zhang Huayue's face: "Then I can only say that you have looked away." Today's protagonist is not me. β
The ball in Luo Yunfeng's hand was shot.
He didn't rush to the three-point line at all. Instead, stand outside the three-point line and jump on the spot.
The basketball is thrown high and makes a graceful arc in the air.
I only heard a smack, and the three-point shot went into the net.
For Luo Yunfeng, shooting is much easier than attacking with arcane and divine arts.
To perform long-range arcane assault, you must have a high degree of mental concentration. Both movement and distraction reduce the success rate of casting.
Not to mention that enemies can also move and hide, so even if the spell is successful, you must always keep an eye on the enemy's movements. Change the trajectory at any time so that the attack misses.
But the basket doesn't move. When shooting, as long as you calculate the angle and strength of the shot, you don't have to worry about anything after the basketball shot.
3 to 2, Tian Yin No. 1 overtook the score.
There was an indescribable silence on the field, and a smile froze on Tang Xiang's face. He kept reassuring himself: "It's a balloon, it's nothing." β
"Oh oh oh" The students on the sidelines began to cheer in a variety of ways: "Teacher Luo is amazing, I will be your brain-dead fan from today on." β
Tang Xiang advanced with the ball and encouraged his teammates: "Isn't it just a point, we can overtake soon." β
He saw that Luo Yunfeng and Zhang Huayue had already outflanked him from the left and right. He was not surprised: Sure enough, he is eyeing me, let you see my solid basketball skills.
"Thank you." Before Tang Xiang could show his good dribbling skills, he heard Luo Yunfeng's thanks.
Then he saw that the opponent's ape arm was light, and he intercepted the basketball from his hand.
Luo Yunfeng broke the ball successfully, he broke through with the ball, and there was already no man's land in front of him.
Luo Yunfeng stopped outside the three-point line, and he still had the leisure to look back at the players who Mo Lan was chasing.
The three-pointer is shot, and the basketball goes into the net.
The score of the game was 6-2, and Tian Yin led by 4 points. The original cheers on the sidelines became higher and higher: "Teacher Luo will win, Teacher Luo is good." β
"Mo Lan's first-class athletes are at this level? Athletes' cards are bought with money, right? β
"Hey, you guessed it right. I've heard that the principal of Mo Lan used to say that if money can solve a problem, it is not a problem. Principal Wang was in a good mood, and he actually popularized the black history of Principal Li Xian of Molan with the students around him.
A member of the team came to Tang Xiang's side and said in a low voice: "Captain, why do I think that the defender opposite is a master?" β
"A master of fart, he dribbles unfamiliarly, and his steps change stiffly. Didn't you notice? He didn't have any skills at all, except for a little quicker reaction and a little luck. When it comes to fighting for skill and physicality on the inside, he is definitely not our opponent. β
Tang Xiang denied Luo Yunfeng from a professional point of view, and he continued: "There is another thing to pay attention to, when you see Luo Yunfeng coming, you will pass the ball immediately. Don't give him a chance to steal the ball. It is impossible to score three-point shots every time, and our main target is Zhang Huayue. β
The game started again, and the Moran team had just gotten the ball. As soon as he looked up, he found that Zhang Huayue had arrived in front of him, and hurriedly passed his hand diagonally backwards.
A figure instantly stood out from the side, catching the basketball in the air first. He didn't even wait for himself to hit the ground before the basketball was thrown again.
Outside the three-point line, it's another long-range shot. The person who shot the basket is still Luo Yunfeng!
Everyone in the room watched as the ball flew high into the air and then into the basket accurately.
9 to 2, Tian Yin No. 1 Middle School opened the score gap. This time, there was silence on and off the field. No one cheered, and no one applauded.
Even in the third element, this accuracy is too unscientific! The person is still in the air, and he actually grabs the ball and shoots the basket in one go.
Luo Yunfeng turned around and looked at the outside of the field, there was silence inside and outside the field. He smiled and put his right hand to his ear as he made a listening gesture: "Let me hear your shouts!" β
"Come on, Dad, Dad is the best." Luo Yao's immature voice sounded in the silent gymnasium, and the sudden sound of cheering broke the silence on the field.
Hearing his daughter's voice, Luo Yunfeng patted his chest, smiled and raised his head to find his daughter's location.
The crowd followed the voice, and they saw a woman sitting in the last row of the audience with the little girl in her arms. The little girl looks indescribably cute, and she is cheering for Luo Yunfeng with great interest.
Seeing that everyone was looking at herself, the little girl pouted dissatisfiedly: "It's all up to me to do something?" Hurry up and cheer for my dad! β
"Hahaha" The students burst into laughter: "Teacher Luo's lover brought his daughter to watch the game?" Oh, his daughter is so cute. β
"I really want to pinch her face."
"Father-in-law is above, please bow to my son-in-law."
"Kill this Lolitacon, and dare to tease my fiancΓ©e."
"See, Mr. Luo is the real winner in life. By the way, does anyone know the name of Mr. Luo's daughter? β
"No matter what name Teacher Luo gives her, in my heart, she is a veritable Lolita, the light of my life."
"Get away, don't say you're a student at No. 1 Middle School, and don't say I know you. Prevent her from being harassed by you perverts. From this day forward, I am the captain of the Lolita Guard. β
"You boys are disgusting, you like little girls of five or six years old. If you want me to say, it's still Mr. Luo who is the most handsome" A girl refuted the boy's declaration, and then she led a group of girls to shout: "Come on, Mr. Luo, we all support you." β
"Hey, a bunch of with no logic. Is your approach different from ours? A boy who reacted quickly quibbled, "The age gap between you and Teacher Luo is exactly equal to the age gap between us and Sister Lolita." Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds? β
"Shhhhhh If my wife hears this, you will be completely out. β