However, as far as Wang Zhiwen's strength is concerned, no matter how they estimate it, they will not be able to overdo it.

At the moment when the two players blocked over, Wang Zhiwen didn't seem to use much force, just twisted his waist, and the basketball in his hand obediently moved forward, passing through them effortlessly!

The defense line of the entire seventh squad was all moved, how dare Shi Xiaowu slack off, and set off to meet it.

Shi Xiaowu's defensive ability is not bad, but the short man is relatively flexible, Wang Zhiwen is extremely flexible among the short guys, Shi Xiaowu's footsteps are extremely clumsy, Wang Zhiwen jumped two small steps, and he has already swept past him and went straight to the basket!

Cheng Fei noticed Wang Zhiwen's trick to excelling: Hou Yankun and Yang Cong's way of passing is their super-fast first step, their unparalleled explosive power, instantly throwing off each other, and then accelerating, so that the other party has no time to react and catch up, but when Wang Zhiwen and Hou Yankun were in the opposite position, they strangled Hou Yankun's pace for the second time, because once the fastest first step was judged by the defender to break through, then the whole speed could not get up, and the action could not be completed; There are similarities between the ace Yin Wei and Wang Zhiwen's breakthrough in the second class, Yin Wei used the rapid shaking of the upper body and the difficult to defend hand-to-hand pass, and tried and tested, while Wang Zhiwen was more masterful, he seemed to have mastered a rhythm, a rhythm that the defender could not react to.

This kind of rhythm lies in the fact that when you hesitate, he can resolutely determine the easiest direction to break through according to the situation on the field, and quickly find out the weakness of your defensive rhythm according to the shaking of your body.

Therefore, Wang Zhiwen can pass people so lightly, as if he is in a no-man's land.

When Wang Zhiwen inserted the inside line, the figure swayed, the ball was in the basket, and it was difficult to see how he shot.

In the long battle with different people, he has already figured out a vague way to make a move. For example, with one hand and two hands, you can change the time, rhythm, and direction of the shot at will, and score the ball in a way that does not make the defender react. The way he scores is not pretty, relative to his dribbling, but it's simple and practical.

is also a thousand-mile run and a successful return, Wang Zhiwen's performance on this field is better than his performance in high school sophomores, and he is as relaxed as if he is doing exercises.

The cheerleaders of Class 7 were suddenly silent. After a few points of hard work, Wang Zhiwen could be pulled back by two points in an instant, and it was only about ten seconds away from the score of Class 7.

Shi Xiaowu could only eat Jiang Lai with his back again, but this time, Wang Zhiwen would not let go of such an opportunity.

Shi Xiaowu didn't see what was going on at all, a shadow flashed over, his hand was empty, and when he looked again, Wang Zhiwen had already steadily begun to advance forward.

If it was replaced by Yang Cong or Liu Junfeng, he would definitely let the horse gallop away, but Wang Zhiwen didn't seem to be in a hurry, and another figure rushed forward and ran at the front of the entire court!

It is Zhang Lei, the center of the sixth class. This is the scariest part, as a 1.80-meter-tall center forward, his speed can be described as quite fast, even surpassing some diminutive defenders.

Zhang Lei does not have a little fat on his body, and playing football for many years has trained him to have a good starting speed and sufficient physical strength. Throughout the first year of high school, all centers — including some unqualified centers under 1.80 meters — didn't have such athleticism.

Wang Zhiwen's arm was raised, and the basketball flew!

Zhang Lei received the ball, only slapped it on the ground, his slender legs took two steps, jumped high, his whole body was bent into a bow, and he held the ball magnificently and smashed it to the rebound! It turned out to be a slam dunk posture!

The ball smashed the rebound and bounced straight back, and Zhang Lei's palm grabbed the hoop, and the whole person swung in the air and jumped high!

The next hurried rush was still not the players of Class 7, but the handsome guy Shu Qin of Class 6. He grabbed the basketball and threw it with ease.

Zhang Lei smiled evilly, and said in his mouth: "Almost, almost." ”

Wang Zhiwen shook his head with a smile: "Almost?" It's too bad, be careful not to hurt yourself! ”

Although grabbing the basket with his hand is not a good bounce, it is already a physical fitness worth shocking for a first-year high school player.

"Run! Movement! Shi Xiaowu started to dribble from his own half and loudly commanded the players of Class 7.

At the signal of Wang Zhiwen, Jiang Lai met the half, and the sixth class launched a full-court pressing. With so many points ahead and more than ten minutes before the end of the game, the full-court pressing shows Wang Zhiwen's determination to go all out and destroy the withering and decaying, and he will never allow the seventh class to fight the momentum, even a little bit.

Shi Xiaowu's dribble is not bad when he plays on his back, but as a point guard, it is more reluctant to dribble past half court. Jiang Lai's skills are more flexible, so Shi Xiaowu was a little jealous, and he flipped his wrist, wanting to cooperate with his own defenders.

However, another dark shadow flashed. Wang Zhiwen jumped up and took the ball down directly!

Shi Xiaowu yelled "not good", he clearly saw Wang Zhiwen three or four meters away just now, why did he suddenly appear on the passing route? Thinking about it, he could only shout and rush towards Wang Zhiwen.

Wang Zhiwen still didn't rush over to make a layup, he leisurely dribbled to the right side, and then turned around to pass.

The ball fell into the unmarked hands of Jiang Lai.

Jiang Lai shot directly - the feel was soft, the parabola was high, but unfortunately he lacked luck, and the basketball spun around on the edge of the basket and turned out.

Jiang Lai scolded and rushed up to grab the board. Shi Xiaowu was about to get this rebound, but Wang Zhiwen had already occupied a better position, reached out to grab the basketball, and with a flip of his wrist, he was about to pass it to Jiang Lai again!

Shi Xiaowu hurriedly rushed to the passing route, and wherever his eyes went, Jiang Lai's hand was empty.

When he turned back, Wang Zhiwen had already scored easily under the basket and began to run back in small steps.

45：14。

Next to the battlefield of Class 6 and Class 7, more and more people gathered to watch, almost three or four times as many as in the field next to them. From time to time, the audience let out shouts such as "oh", "ah" and "good ball", and then there was only applause. The cheerleaders in Class 7 were listless, and the cheerleaders in Class 6 also found it unchallenging, and most of them began to giggle.

Wang Zhiwen had a ball in his hand, almost didn't stop, and naturally scored 6 points in a row.

It's nothing more than passing, scoring, passing, scoring, in the midst of thousands of flowers, and the leaves don't stick to the body.

With less than ten minutes left before the end of the game, Class Six led 59-16. Wang Zhiwen finally ended his crazy scoring and assist performances, and went off the field easily, replaced by Liu Junfeng, who couldn't wait.

Cheng Fei originally thought that Liu Junfeng's performance would be similar to Yang Cong's performance, and he could set off a whirlwind scoring frenzy. But this is not the case, Liu Junfeng is in a hurry to perform, makes frequent mistakes, loses the ball once, passes the ball to the opponent's hand once, and is cut off by the opponent twice - in fact, it is almost sent to the opponent's hand, and then there are three consecutive offensive fouls - he rushed too hard, and he was not afraid of physical confrontation, and in the end, he scored one in six shots and scored two points.

Liu Junfeng played until the end of the court, and Wang Zhiwen did not replace him again, so although he began to perform badly, he slowly found his rhythm and adjusted his state. Cheng Fei could see it and was sincerely envious.

In the end, Class 6 won the opening battle 72-19. Wang Zhiwen scored 22 points with ease, and as for other statistics such as assists and rebounds, the game at that time would not be recorded. However, in Cheng Fei's opinion, about half of the scores in the field were completed under the instigation of Wang Zhiwen.

This point difference broke the record held by Class 5 yesterday and became the most disparity in the first year of high school.

When Cheng Fei went back, the competition between Class 1 and Class 4 had just ended. He originally wanted to find Yu Yang and Yu Jing, but the two brothers and sisters seemed to have disappeared, and there was no trace of them in the crowd.

Zhang Yulai was sweating profusely drinking the pure water prepared by the class, and when he saw Cheng Fei coming over, he hurriedly said, "Win and win, it's so thrilling." How is Wang Zhiwen doing there? ”

Cheng Fei replied: "I won more than 50 points, how to play, Liu Junfeng only scored 2 points." ”

Zhang Yulai smiled innocently: "Better than me, I didn't get any points." ”

Then Zhang Yulai secretly pulled Cheng Fei aside and told him about the quarrel between Yu Jing and Zhang Yifei after he left. Cheng Fei's ears were red, and he couldn't speak for a long time, but he was anxious and angry in his heart: Yu Jing, Yu Jing, for my sake, I won't tell others so directly, just like my nanny, how can I have the face to play again!

Cheng Fei let out a long sigh and said, "Forget it, or I quit the team, I can't save face......"

Zhang Yulai hurriedly waved his hand: "Then what's the matter, it's even worse for you to do this, it's better not to take it seriously." ”

Cheng Fei nodded frustratedly: "Okay, that's the only way." I can't do anything now, but I have to find a chance to talk to Yu Jing, and if I do this again in the future......"

"Cheng Fei, what are you talking about to our family Yu Jing?" An unfamiliar and somewhat familiar voice rang out.

Cheng Fei was so excited that his body stiffened, and when he turned around, he saw that it was Yu Jing's mother! followed by Yu Jing and Yu Yang. Yu Jing glanced at Cheng Fei embarrassedly, and her gaze swept away uneasily. Yu Yang walked up very affectionately and put his arm on Cheng Fei's shoulder.

"Just now I went to the school gate with Yu Jing to pick up my mother and came in, will you come to our house for a meal today?" Yu Yang said with a smile.

"No, I'm ......" Cheng Fei was about to refuse, but was interrupted by Yu's mother, she pulled Cheng Fei's jersey and said, "Ouch, I heard that you are playing a ball game now, take a walk, go to our house to take a shower, and change all your clothes clean." I know about the student dormitory, there is not even hot water, it's so pitiful, you're welcome, what's polite with us, let's go! ”

Cheng Fei was dragged away somehow. Zhang Yulai hurriedly dodged away.

Yu Jing followed Cheng Fei like a good girl. Cheng Fei was really angry and funny when he thought about it, he thought: I must make it clear to her, don't be like my mother. My own business, do it myself!

At this time, Yu Jing seemed to know his thoughts, quietly came up, and said in his ear: "Do you know about that?" "The smell is warm and the lips and teeth are fragrant. Seeing that Cheng Fei didn't speak, she said again: "I'm also impulsive, forgive me, okay?" ”

Looking at her pitiful appearance, the knots in Cheng Fei's heart quietly froze. He only sighed meaningfully, for this Yu Jing, but also for himself.