Zhang Lingbing saw Cheng Fei rushing to the front and immediately greeted him!

Unexpectedly, Yang Cong rushed forward with an arrow step and blocked Zhang Lingbing in front of him. Cheng Fei immediately sank his waist and rose from the ground under the cover of Yang Cong. He will not let go of any shooting opportunity now, as Wang Baojiang said, if such a good shooting touch is not applied in the game, it is irresponsible to the team.

You also shoot three-pointers! Zhang Lingbing didn't have time to seal it, but he was thinking in his heart, how accurate can you be?

He didn't believe that there was such a god shooter in high school who could shoot three-pointers one after another as soon as he started. If it is a breakthrough score, he has seen many good players, such as Yuan Fan of the High School attached to the Water Academy, who once made Zhang Lingbing suffer a lot in the warm-up match. Yuan Fan scored points in a row, as if he was picking up something, but it was scored under the basket after a successful breakthrough, how could a high school player on the periphery shoot so confidently and shoot in a row?

But Zhang Lingbing saw it today.

The second three-pointer crossed a beautiful arc and fell from the air, and the Nets rolled up a snow-white wave!

"Good shot!" There was a burst of enthusiastic shouts in the venue, and the students of the sixth middle school waved their fists excitedly!

Cheng Fei didn't respond, he didn't even have time to show his joy. Because Old Man Zhang was staring at him from the rest seat. He had to immediately calm down and pay attention to Zhang Lingbing's attack.

This time, Ge Yizhong did not launch a fast attack.

They found that this team is very fast, and it is certainly not a good way to deal with it with fast breaks.

Zhang Lingbing controlled the ball, signaled the players to settle down, and played slowly.

Zhang Lingbing is 1.78 meters tall, four centimeters taller than Cheng Fei, his arms are naturally longer, and his body is relatively strong. Cheng Fei couldn't get any benefit from following up. Zhang Lingbing controlled the ball with one hand and blocked Cheng Fei with the other.

Yang Cong on the side was ready to assist in defense at any time, so Zhang Lingbing was not in a hurry to break through.

He slowly leaned on the fight, and step by step pushed Cheng Fei into the inside line. Cheng Fei's chest was hit painfully, but he still gritted his teeth, desperately bent his knees, and stared at the basketball in Zhang Lingbing's hand.

As soon as the two entered the two-point line, when Yang Cong was about to run over to defend it, Zhang Lingbing started. He suddenly holds the ball, takes a big step to the right, leans forward, and shoots!

Cheng Fei reacted quickly, immediately moved over, and jumped up with both hands raised!

The ball hits the basket and bounces off! As soon as Deng Liang grabbed the ball, the referee's whistle sounded: "Tut-"

Zhang Lingbing and Cheng Fei looked at the referee at the same time. The referee signaled: "No. 12 in the sixth middle school, push people to foul!" ”

"What!" Cheng Fei was stunned.

"What a joke!" Many people outside the stadium shouted.

Old man Zhang had a gloomy face and didn't say a word.

"Two free throws." The referee motioned for the players on both sides to stand in position and threw the ball to Zhang Lingbing.

Zhang Lingbing took a deep breath, didn't score in the first throw, and threw in the second.

"Let's go!" Wang Zhiwen rushed forward, and the entire rangers moved again.

This time, Zhang Lingbing stuck to Cheng Fei stubbornly. Cheng Fei now knows the discomfort of the official competition, Zhang Lingbing is already very strong, his hands are constantly pushing on Cheng Fei's back and arms, and he almost pulls on his clothes. Cheng Fei was very uncomfortable, and his face was very ugly.

"Cheng Fei!" Zhang Yulai shouted in a low voice, Cheng Fei's waist sank, and he swept past Zhang Yulai!

Zhang Lingbing was very clever and quickly bypassed Zhang Yulai, but at this moment, Wang Zhiwen's pass had already reached Cheng Fei's hand, and Cheng Fei jumped after receiving the ball!

"Yikes!" Zhang Lingbing roared, flew up in the air, and slapped his palm towards Cheng Fei's face!

Cheng Fei quickly shot and then landed.

The basketball flew over from a zero-degree angle, and it hit the hoop to roll over, but it didn't go in!

Cheng Fei stayed where he was in place, but was hit in the shoulder by Zhang Lingbing, who fell to the ground, with an arm, grinning in pain!

"Give it to me!" Zhang Lingbing shouted, took the ball, grabbed it and rushed to the front!

Ge Yizhong's small forward Ren Jie ran at the front, Zhang Lingbing immediately threw the ball over, but he didn't expect the direction of the throw to be too forward, Ren Jie shouted, helplessly watching the ball roll out of the boundary!

Zhang Lingbing slapped his face in frustration and shouted loudly: "Mine! It's mine! Defend yourself! ”

Cheng Fei took advantage of Yang Cong's cover to fly over and make a jump shot!

At this time, there was no one in front of him to defend at all, and Zhang Lingbing was rushing over. Cheng Fei only felt stuffy in his chest, and the ball he threw out didn't have his usual feeling. As soon as the ball was shot, Cheng Fei shook his head.

Still not in! There was a neat sigh outside the venue!

Tan Zhenlong grabbed the rebound and threw it to Duan Cheng.

Zhang Lingbing ran over to catch the ball, and said in his mouth: "Slow down, slow down!" ”

Cheng Fei sighed and followed with a heavy waist.

As soon as Zhang Lingbing entered the front court, he didn't say a word, he directly stepped out with his left foot, grabbed the favorable position and forcibly broke through!

Cheng Fei hurriedly followed, while Yang Cong on the side immediately moved sideways, and the two of them caught Zhang Lingbing at once!

Unexpectedly, Zhang Lingbing suddenly jumped up, he held the ball in both hands, and naturally hung it in the hands of Cheng Fei and Yang Cong, and then screamed, the basketball fell out of his hand and fell off the court!

"Tut-" The whistle sounded, and the referee pointed at Cheng Fei and shouted: "No. 12 in the sixth middle school, the thug fouls!" ”

The audience was in an uproar! Someone was shouting, "Is there any mistake, he made it himself!" ”

Yu Jing was so angry that she stomped her feet next to her, and Yu Yang hurriedly stepped forward to comfort her.

Cheng Fei lowered his head expressionlessly, but in fact, he was excited. Consecutive missed shots and consecutive fouls had a big impact on his mood. He was a little dazed for a moment.

Zhang Lingbing made two free throws and two hits to equalize the score. He waved his hands excitedly and high-fived his teammates.

"Gezhouba No. 6 Middle School requests a suspension!" The referee blew the whistle again. Old man Zhang beckoned to them.

"Cheng Fei, you come down! Li Lin, take over! Old man Zhang said with a cold face, "You have to be a little faster, and you have to be fast when defending." Li Lin wanted to resist the opponent's No. 8 Zhang Lingbing and force him to pass. Did you hear me? I told you, defense is not standing still, defense is also an offense! Be aggressive to make the other person feel pressured! What's the use of a small laughing brain, you can only make the other party laugh! ”

Cheng Fei's face flushed.

Old man Zhang arranged some simple defensive moves, and the timeout was up.

The two sides were fully equipped, and the students of No. 6 Middle School shouted loudly in the venue, but at this moment, Cheng Fei no longer sounded like he was excited at the beginning. All he felt was a wave of frustration and a blank feeling now.

"They replaced No. 12," Zhang Lingbing said proudly, "and that would be one less scoring point." ”

Cheng Fei threw four balls in a row at the beginning, and he naturally thought that Cheng Fei was the first scorer of the second team of the sixth middle school.

The game continued to start, and as soon as Wang Zhiwen served, he threw it directly to Yang Cong, who rushed forward. After Yang Cong received the ball, he rushed inside, immediately attracting the attention of power forward Liu Pengfei and center Tan Zhenlong, he soared into the air, but his arm stretched out under Tan Zhenlong's armpit, and the basketball flew out!

Tan Zhenlong hadn't landed yet, and when he looked back, he saw Deng Liang catching Yang Cong's pass, but he didn't have any luck, and jumped up directly!

"Bang", a loud bang, a two-handed dunk!

"Wow-" The roof of the stadium was almost toppled by applause and cheers!

"Relieve your anger!" Yang Cong high-fived Deng Liang fiercely!

"Cheng Fei," Old Man Zhang said slowly and suddenly, "Have you noticed that you are a little out of place with this team in your dormitory!" You're not on the field, they're more fluid in attack, they're playing a little bit better......"

Cheng Fei silently watched the field. Yang Cong cut off the ball, attacked the front court again, and immediately passed the ball to Wang Zhiwen on the outside after being blocked, and Wang Zhiwen immediately transferred it to Li Lin. Outside the three-point line, Li Lin raised his hand and shot, and the ball went in!

Zhang Lingbing patted his head in annoyance.

"I don't understand what you mean......" Cheng Fei said in a low voice.

"In the past five days, what I want you to do and what I want you to think, you haven't understood it at all," Old Man Zhang's tone was very stern, "You are very smart in your studies, but you are an idiot when you play basketball!" You have to know that the whole team is on one front, and if you let the opponent open a breakthrough from you, the whole team will be finished! If you can't stand that No. 8, you don't deserve to be the leader of this team! ”

"I'm not a leader in the first place!" Cheng Fei said suddenly.

"Good! If you can't afford that, you don't have to play, and you don't need someone who wastes offensive opportunities, but doesn't have the ability to defend, and doesn't have the ability to be a leader! Old man Zhang was furious, "You just sit on this bench all the time!" ”