Fuzhong is an extremely tough opponent, which even Su Mengyao knows.

After the opponent for the semi-finals was officially determined, the third middle school began training on the target (xìng) of the attached middle school.

Qiu Fei and Sun Jiawei are undoubtedly the two biggest trump cards in the attached high school, but it is not difficult to see from the previous games that the other players in the attached high school have also made great progress, of course, they can't compare with the two cores, at least they have become better themselves.

In the match with the Thirteenth Middle School, it was not Qiu Fei or Sun Jiawei who took over the game in the end, but Yuan Shuai and Bi Sheng.

At the decisive moment, the attached middle school still retained its strength and handed the ball to these two people, who really caught it and successfully led the team to win, so that people also saw the possibility of the attached middle school in addition to Qiu and Sun (xìng).

The name of each member of the middle school is clearly written on the tactical board of the third middle school, and the range of their frequent activities and effective attack areas are marked with different colored pens, and compared with the data before the start of the league.

Qiu Fei and Sun Jiawei's statistics are particularly exaggerated, covering almost the entire half.

Surprisingly, even the activity area of Bi Sheng and Yuan Shuai was twice as large as before.

"These two have a good chance of being the X-factor in the semi-finals." Li Yao used a red pen to make obvious marks on the names of Yuan Shuai and Bi Sheng, reminding the team members to pay special attention.

"It's just a good game once in a while, do you need to care so much?" Feng Chuang disagreed, thinking that the focus should still be on Qiu Fei and Sun Jiawei's (shēn), as the so-called capture of the thief first captures the king, the master will be restricted, then the other team members will definitely mess up and break themselves.

Li Yao picked up the pen and shook it a few times in front of him, "It's not just a game, after careful comparison, it was found that the performance of the other players in the attached middle school showed a steady upward trend, and there was progress in every game, so this is not accidental, but inevitable." ”

"And I found that in these games, the team cooperation of the attached middle school is becoming more and more tacit, and the success rate of the attack is very exaggerated." Li Yao wrote an eye-popping number [75%] on the blank space, "This is the hit rate of the attached middle school after more than 4 passes on the ball." ”

The 75% hit rate is very exaggerated, and it's basically open.

"So we must not let the attached middle school pass the ball, and we must limit the number of passes to less than four."

"That's right!" Li Yao nodded, and casually wrote down another number [40%], "This is the hit rate of less than 4 passes in the attached middle school." ”

The difference between the two shooting percentages is exactly 35 percent, and that's the power of passing.

"What are you thinking?" Fang Tianzheng asked Mu Chenfeng, who was looking down and thinking.

Mu Chenfeng came back to his senses, "I'm wondering why the hit rate is so different?" ”

"Is there an answer?"

"I have a reference answer, but I don't know if it's standard."

"Tell me about it."

"Such a huge difference in shooting percentage is nothing more than whether you can find an open opportunity to shoot, 4 passes is a tipping point, 4 times is difficult to find an open opportunity within the center, but more than 4 times can be easily found, so it's easy to contain them in team basketball, as long as you don't let them pass more than 4 times." Mu Chen's wind channel.

"It's easy to say, the hand length is on the people's (shēn), and people can pass it a few times if they want to, and we can manage it there." Feng Chuang responded.

"It's up to the defender to do it, and a good defender can even control the pace of the opponent's shots."

"So you're that good defender?" Fang Tianzheng's eyes were somewhat expectant.

"Yes." Mu Chenfeng replied without thinking about it.

Fang Tianzheng nodded with satisfaction.

Just when all the team members were familiar with the tactics to be used in the semi-finals, Su Mengyao hurriedly knocked on the door and came in, holding a green folder in her hand.

"What is this?" Su Miao took the folder and asked curiously.

"Notice from the league." Su Mengyao replied after relieving her breath.

"Tournament notice?" Su Miao opened the folder with doubts, and the cover was neatly printed with "Penalty Decision on the Disqualification of the Third Middle School".

The title alone detonated the entire preparation room of the third middle school.

"Disqualified? Why? Everyone was puzzled, how could a person who played well in the game be disqualified? And it's not just a penalty for a single player, it's a game for the whole team.

Among the league's penalty decisions, the most serious is the punishment of individual players or coaches for unequal matches (jìn), and there has been no precedent for outright disqualification from the game.

And the next step is the crucial semi-finals, and if there is an accident at this time, it will have an extremely bad impact on the third middle school.

"It's Xu Kai!" Just when everyone was looking sad and didn't know what to do, Mu Chenfeng suddenly remembered the brawl after the quarterfinals, which was the only possibility to disqualify them.

Fang Tianzheng anxiously opened the relevant information of the document, and in the reason column, there were clearly eight big words: "Gather crowds to fight, (qíng) section is bad." ”

"Sure enough, it's Xu Kai's bastard." Feng Chuang said angrily.

"Xu Kai? What's going on? Fang Tianzheng didn't know anything about this matter, and the players deliberately concealed the situation in order not to worry the coach.

Fang Tianzheng called Su Miao aside and carefully inquired about the ins and outs of the matter (qíng), and Su Miao explained everything in 1510.

"It must have been Xu Kai who reported the fight with him (qíng) to the organizing committee, so we were disqualified."

"But we didn't fight back."

"He must have faked some evidence of our fight, this scumbag can do anything."

"We've even figured out the tactics for the semi-finals, what's it called?"

The notice of disqualification of the third middle school was issued to the 16 teams in the league.

Xu Kai smiled at the corner of his mouth after receiving the documents.

The opponents of the semi-finals were not happy at the first time, and if the final penalty were in effect, they would have won without a fight, and the victory won by the opponent was not worth rejoicing at all.

Qiu Fei dialed Mu Chenfeng's phone as soon as possible.

On the phone, Qiu Fei looked very anxious and asked, "What is going on?" ”

Mu Chenfeng explained to Qiu Fei.

"This Xu Kai is really despicable, obviously his skills are not as good as others, and he is still hurting others behind his back." Qiu Fei said angrily.

"There are two days left to play, and if the organizing committee can retract the decision, maybe there will be another chance." Qiu Fei said.

"We're figuring it out."

"I hope you don't miss out." Qiu Fei finally said.

"Don't worry, I'll be there." After speaking, Mu Chenfeng hung up the phone.

Just when everyone was anxious about the matter of the competition, Mu Chenfeng suddenly thought of someone, "Now he is the only one who can help us." ”

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