Zhang Yifei jumped up. Although he is tall, he has a slender body, his athleticism is not much worse than that of a small man, and his bounce seems to be good, so he easily grabbed the ball and handed it to Hu Jun, a first-class point guard.

Cheng Fei saw Li Lin on the field at a glance, a scoring guard in the fourth class, and wanted to shout loudly to cheer Li Lin, but he was afraid of being regarded as a "traitor" by everyone, so he had to give up.

Hu Jun dribbled the ball over half court and handed it to Huang Yong. Huang Yong held the ball, but he didn't dare to move much, and reached out and handed it to Zhang Yifei, who came up to ask for the ball. The opponent's center Shi Hui naturally didn't dare to come out, only the big forward Shao Junwei came out, and he wanted to cut off the basketball in Zhang Yifei's hand as soon as he stretched out his hand.

Zhang Yifei took advantage of the situation, and his steps were surprisingly flexible. Although his dribbling is on the high side, it can be seen that he has played for several years and can basically cope with this kind of situation.

He sprinted inside. I don't know if the fourth class was not ready to defend the formation, or was frightened by this big man of 1.85 meters, and no one went up to defend. Zhang Yifei easily dribbled to the free throw line and got up to jump.

His movements are quite standard, and his posture is a little elegant, which caused the exclamation of the onlookers for a while.

The basketball obediently burrowed into the net. The first class opened the score. 2：0。

"Good shot!" Cheng Fei and the others raised their arms and shouted. Cheng Fei strongly felt a sense of collectivity at this time, a sense of substitution that he had never experienced before, and the passion in his chest vibrated with passion.

The ball of the first class, without falling a few times, was handed over to a thin man.

"Li Bowen ......," someone next to him said softly.

Cheng Fei heard Zhang Yifei mention this Li Bowen many times, and it seems that in his eyes, Li Bowen is a more powerful figure than Wang Zhiwen. He said the man shot incredibly accurately, to the point of being incredible. In this regard, Cheng Fei was naturally skeptical, he didn't believe that there were better players than Wang Zhiwen in the first year of high school.

Li Bowen, about 1.75 meters tall, has a narrow body, is very thin, has slender arms, a pointed chin, and shining eyes. From the outside, he is not a very athletic person. Li Lin and Chen Jie did not mention the strength of this person, only said that he was not very good at dribbling.

Now, Li Bowen is standing one meter outside the three-point line with the ball, Chen Xiao is vigilantly staring at the ball in his hand, and the big forward Yao Luguang does not dare to slack off, in addition to taking care of the opponents around him, he is also ready to make up for the defense at any time.

Li Bowen's left foot suddenly moved, and Chen Xiao's center of gravity immediately deviated.

However, the other party did not take the opportunity to break through, and his left foot moved like lightning again, Chen Xiao held himself this time and did not move his steps. It's a pity that Li Bowen took this opportunity to pass in front of him!

The step of starting is not too fast, at least not as electric as Yang Cong! But it was just right, just at the moment when Chen Xiao didn't have time to react.

The action after the start is not like a breakthrough, Yang Cong's whole person is leaning forward after the breakthrough, it is a slamming posture, but Li Bowen is almost straight, two big steps and one step, and he has reached the place close to the free throw line!

The effectiveness of these two steps is that the big forward Yao Luguang has not had time to come out of the defense. It was a complete gap, and Li Bowen gently stretched his ape arms, allowing the basketball to cut a sleek arc over his head.

"Whew", the Nets move lightly, perfect shot!

Li Bowen ran back expressionlessly, and wordlessly accepted the overwhelming cheers of the fourth class!

"This guy is not bad," Yu Yang commented, "The posture is good, and the feel is better than that Zhang Yifei in your class." ”

Cheng Fei nodded, thinking to himself, it turned out that the fourth class actually had this kind of trump card, and the first class seemed to be a bit fierce and unlucky.

Chen Xiao ran with the ball, his speed on the football field was simply unstoppable, and he actually went all the way to the inside line of the fourth class, but the last step of the layup was obviously too strong, and it popped out. Zhang Yifei took advantage of his height and arm length, grabbed the rebound, jumped up and shot again.

The basketball bounced off the rebound to the basket and bounced out again.

Zhang Yifei was about to continue grabbing the board, but unexpectedly, a long hand stretched out diagonally and snatched the basketball cleanly!

It was Li Bowen. He lunged two steps and stuffed it to the fourth-class point guard Zhong Xiaobo. Most of the point guards in most classes are not very skilled with the dribble, and of course the defensive skills against them are not good, so most of them can safely carry the ball through the front court when the two guards pass back and forth.

As soon as Zhong Xiaobo passed half the court, he wanted to give the ball to Li Bowen. But this intention is too obvious, and Zhang Yifei has already explained, Chen Xiao is pestering Li Bowen no matter what, just not letting him catch the ball easily.

Li Bowen's athleticism is far inferior to Chen Xiao, so he tried to run back and forth a few times, but had to give up catching the ball.

Zhong Xiaobo had no choice but to pass to Li Lin, who was standing on the three-point line.

Cheng Fei knew that Li Lin was a pure three-point shooter in the 204 dormitory, and he was the only three-point shooter among them. He's a fanatic about shooting threes, and he almost always shoots when he has a gap, never thinking about his feel, shooting percentage, or whether his teammates have better openings.

Sure enough, Li Lin opened his hand to shoot, and his shooting posture was like a rocket launcher, and he shot high into the air with a "boom".

"Rebound!" Zhang Yifei shouted and rushed to the basket. Yao Luguang also hurriedly stood up, and his eyes followed the basketball downward.

"Bang!" Due to the force of the fall, the basketball bounced high.

A look of frustration appeared on Li Lin's face. He clearly hasn't warmed up yet.

The basketball fell straight down and fell in the direction of Yao Luguang. Yao Luguang stared at the ball and flew up, and at this time, a hand suddenly stepped in and instantly snatched away the rebound at his fingertips.

"Not good!" Yao Luguang reacted and turned around immediately after landing. A dark shadow was pressing against him.

Li Bowen jumped quickly after grabbing the rebound, which was a standard jump shot. The only downside is that it may be because he is too thin and his body is used to arching, even when shooting.

It's so close, it's too easy for a god pitcher.

The ball goes into the net.

The two sides came and went, although there were star-level players like Li Bowen in the fourth class, Zhang Yifei in the first class was not left behind, and the two classes were half a pound and eight taels, and no one completely overwhelmed anyone.

Cheng Fei noticed that although Li Bowen's shooting is indeed very accurate, and in the one-on-one competition, almost all of them can guarantee scoring, but because the ball control ability is too poor, he can only attack with the ball, so it is not so easy under Chen Xiao's full-court marking; Zhang Yifei's basketball skills are good, he has the advantage of height, but he likes to float on the outside, and he is not enthusiastic about rebounding and close-range shooting, so he has not fully played his advantages.

Both sides rely too much on their own star players to play, and these two star players are not as versatile as Wang Zhiwen, and there are always some fatal flaws. So the score was very tight, but it was not high, and the game was not particularly exciting.

At the end of the first half, Class 1 led Class 4 by one point at 22:21. Li Bowen scored 12 points and Zhang Yifei scored 11 points. Both of them were a little physically exhausted due to too many singles.

Zhang Yifei walked to the rest area sweating profusely, and while pouring boiled water, he said loudly: "I have to take a break in the second half, I'm too tired." If Li Bowen doesn't go up, Chen Xiao will also take a break, and Zhang Yulai and Tan Xianmin will go up. ”

Cheng Fei had expected it a long time ago, but he was still disappointed in his heart. He stood up and said to Yu Yang: "Let's go to the side of the field to have a look, I have a friend who is very good at playing ball, and he is also playing today." ”

Yu Jing pulled Cheng Fei's sleeve, opened her eyes wide, and said, "What? Zhang Yifei won't let you play? ”

Cheng Fei smiled awkwardly: "I didn't say it, the game is not over." ”

Yu Jing pursed her lips and didn't say anything. Yu Yang shrugged his shoulders and followed Cheng Fei over.

Watching Class 6 against Class 7 was frighteningly many, Cheng Fei used his strength to finally squeeze into a position. When I looked up, an orange-red whirlwind blew quickly!

The six-class cheerleaders shouted in unison: "Wang Zhiwen! Wang Zhiwen! Wang Zhiwen! ”

Wang Zhiwen's advantages are too prominent. Watching players like Yang Cong, Zhang Yifei, and Li Bowen play, you can feel the huge gap between the other players on the field and them, but when you look at Wang Zhiwen playing again, you know what the real gap is, what is a leisurely stroll, and what you want.

Wang Zhiwen shook like a snake, and the opponents standing in front of him all became puppets, and they didn't react at all.

His skillful dribbling won a round of applause from the sidelines, and he smoothly changed hands, turned, cut inside, made a layup, and scored!

Cheng Fei saw that the scoreboard on the sidelines had shown a score of 41:9, and the gap was embarrassing! He asked the people around him: "How many points did this No. 7 score?" ”

The man was stunned for a moment: "Oh, you said Wang Zhiwen, it seems that there are about 20 points." ”

"No, absolutely not," said another, "he only scored 10 points." ”

"No way, I think he scored a lot of goals......"

"He really only scored 10 points, but every attack went through his hands, so you feel like he's scoring a lot of points, but it's gone."

As he was talking, Cheng Fei saw Wang Zhiwen Fei cut off the ball of the opponent's point guard, turned around beautifully, and rushed straight to the opponent's half! The audience once again set off the cheers of the mountains and tsunamis!

To Cheng Fei's surprise, Wang Zhiwen did not rush forward directly, he threw it to a player who was inserted to the right side.

That's the sixth class of scoring guard Jiang Lai, this handsome little guy with red lips and white teeth, who is 1.78 meters tall, can be regarded as the tallest scoring guard in the first year of high school. With such a high scoring guard, the defenders of Class 7 had no choice but to watch him shoot!

Although Jiang Lai's shooting posture is very weird, the accurate head is not bad, and he goes directly into the hollow!

The audience roared with joy. Jiang Lai walked proudly with his legs flung and jumped back to the defense.

Why! Why did Wang Zhiwen almost never pass the ball when leading the 204 dormitory team to play with high school sophomores, but in the school league, which is the most showy occasion, he only scored 10 points in the first half and gave countless steals and assists that led to victory? Wasn't he a player with a very unique style of play? Cheng Fei frowned, puzzled.

The last offense was initiated by Class 7, and near the end of the game, they shot a basket indiscriminately under the tight defense of Class 6, and the final whistle sounded.

Wang Zhiwen walked to the rest area with a smile on his face. Cheng Fei wanted to walk over and ask him, but he didn't know how to phrase it. It's really not good to say such a thing directly, so forget it......

At this time, a hand pulled Cheng Fei's sleeve, and the aroma hit. Cheng Fei didn't look back and knew that it was Yu Jing.

"The second half has begun, come here!" Yu Jing said breathlessly. It does take a lot of effort to squeeze into the crowd.

"Forget it, if you don't watch it, our class will definitely win." Cheng Fei smiled, "I want to see the performance of 'Jordan No. 2' in our dormitory, you can go and see it!" ”

Yu Yang shook his head silently and said meaningfully: "Brother, it's okay, there's still a long way to go." Then he patted him on the shoulder, turned and walked away.

"Hey, brother-" Yu Jing glanced at Cheng Fei again, stomped her feet, and thought to herself: No, I have to find that stinky Zhang Yifei theory, why don't you let Cheng Fei go, last time I said that Cheng Fei is one of the best god pitchers in our class!