Fang Tianzheng appeared on the bench with Mu Chenfeng, and judging from the calm demeanor of the two, the matter should have been properly resolved.

Mu Chenfeng just accepted it?

Of course not! Sitting at the end of the bench, Mu Chenfeng stared at the scoreboard, and the 15-point gap was very eye-catching.

"Coach, change Mu Chenfeng." Feng Chuang was finally overwhelmed by the ravages of his opponent and took the initiative to ask to be replaced.

Fang Tianzheng shook his head, "You can find Mu Chenfeng and say it yourself, he has the final say on whether he plays or not." ”

After speaking, Feng Chuang walked towards Mu Chenfeng, and as soon as he stopped, Mu Chenfeng stretched out his hand to block it, "Don't change!" ”

This made Feng Chuang very puzzled, the score was already 15 points behind, and it would be really gone if he didn't play again.

At this time, the only factor that can turn the tide of the battle is Mu Chenfeng alone, but he refuses to leave the station!

"Mu Chenfeng, are you still not from the third middle school? When did you not play when the team needed you? "There are a few quick-tempered guys in the team who can't stand it anymore and complain.

"Don't push him." Su Miao opened her mouth and said, "Mu Chenfeng is not this kind of person, I believe in him." ”

"yes, instead of complaining here, you should prepare for the next game." Li Yao continued, "The game is not over yet. ”

"But they're already 15 points behind."

"Falling behind is our own problem! It has nothing to do with Mu Chenfeng. Su Miao retorted.

"But he's our ......"

"Then if there is no Mu Chenfeng, won't you fight? We're a team, so we can't put the pressure on him to win. Su Mengyao couldn't listen to it anymore, stood up and shouted loudly, "It's because you are the ones who are playing on the field that are 15 points behind, not because he is not there!" ”

For the first time! It was the first time I saw Su Mengyao so angry.

The ten words of the crowd were not worth Su Mengyao's sentence, and when the words were finished, the birds were silent.

"Play your game well." Then he left a sentence and withdrew.

The team members who were reprimanded were depressed, and they were all dissatisfied with Mu Chenfeng in their hearts.

It's just that Mu Chenfeng acted as if nothing had happened, but he still cared about this game very much, otherwise his eyes would not have been glued to the scoreboard.

"The second quarter is almost underway, and the game still has to be played." Su Miao greeted.

The more I heard this, the more it seemed to be comforting myself, just because these people wanted to fight against the well-lined attached middle school, it was simply self-defeating, and compared with the previous lineup, the other party had another Sun Jiawei.

In a sense, Sun Jiawei is more of a headache than Qiu Fei.

No, at the beginning of the second quarter, while the third middle school was not stable, Sun Jiawei hit the basket of the third middle school outside the three-point line, and the score difference went straight to 20 points.

No one will be able to keep calm when such a point difference is placed, let alone a player with average ability to chase points, and it is a matter of time before he loses his rhythm and collapses.

Basketball just can't surrender, if you can do it now.

Fortunately, there are still two fighters on the field in the third middle school, and Li Yao and Su Miao must stand up to save the team.

The first cooperation between the two in the second quarter showed the characteristics of the two to the fullest, when Li Yao faced the general defense of the carry-on post, the basketball was like sticking to his hands, and the opponent's several consecutive shots were flashed by him one by one to no avail, by the way, a crotch passed the opponent, at this time blocking his way was Chen Mo, who was a head taller than him, this kind of center plus arm span in front of the thin Li Yao can be described as covering the sky, not to mention the basket, even the rebounds are covered tightly.

Li Yao was not in a hurry to pass or finish, it was already a good plan to be able to pass the opponent and attract to assist in defense, but Chen Mo was not the one he wanted to attract the most, Sun Jiawei was, and it only made sense to liberate Su Miao's feint attack.

Li Yao braked urgently, pretending to make a move, Chen Mo was instinctively clicked away, and then turned with his right foot as the axis to flash a position and make a shooting action.

Opponents who have played against Sanzhong know that Li Yao has no ability to score, and even at such a close distance from the basket, he has only one choice, and that is to pass.

However, there was one exception among the players present, who didn't know that Li Yao couldn't shoot.

He is Sun Jiawei who gave up Su Miao to come to make up for the defense.

"Jiawei! Leave him alone! Qiu Fei did the most timely reminder, but he was still one step slower, Sun Jiawei was completely fooled.

"......" Li Yao's face showed a smug smile, and at the same time, Su Miao was in an absolute vacant position.

With a whoosh, the basketball passed through Sun Jiawei's waist, I have to say that Sun Jiawei's reaction speed was really fast, and he immediately reached out to intercept after realizing that he had been fooled, and the basketball flew out against his fingertips, only one centimeter away from being broken.

The basketball successfully passed to Su Miao's hands, and then dunked the ball into the basket, which was so powerful that the entire basket trembled.

This is the strongest response so far, pulling the difference back somewhat.

"Good shot!" His teammates stepped forward to give him a high-five.

"A good ball is a good ball, but is it useful?" Mu Chenfeng's expression on the sidelines was still indifferent, no matter how powerful the dunk was, it was only two points, as a backward party, such a score could only be used to maintain the point difference, and it would not have the effect of chasing points at all, and he didn't think that the third middle school could resist the next attack of the attached middle school.

Mu Chenfeng, who appeared on the bench, is likely to return to the field in this game, which is a warning signal for the attached middle school, Mu Chenfeng is a player who can influence the course of the game, and has a strong scoring explosiveness, which the attached middle school players have seen, even if it is a 20-point lead, I dare not say that it is 100% insurance, if he goes crazy, no one can suppress it.

"Don't take it lightly, it's not our real opponent in front of us right now." Qiu Fei reminded his teammates, and at the same time moved his gaze to Mu Chenfeng, "There is still a monster that has not been released." ”

"Yes, Captain." The team members replied one after another.

They have suffered from Mu Chenfeng, and if it weren't for Qiu Fei's performance at a critical moment last time, maybe they would have lost, so they must continue to expand the score difference to the extent that Mu Chenfeng can't catch up.

Who can stop the attached middle school that is serious? Through the smooth transmission of the ball, the basketball successfully came to Sun Jiawei's hands, and this time he chose to confront Su Miao head-on.

There is still an obvious gap between the two in terms of size, Su Miao is ready to use his body to basket him down, but when the two bodies just collided, Su Miao should have changed his impression of Sun Jiawei, his strength is far greater than it seems, and he is not even inferior to Su Miao at all.

"This guy!" Sun Jiawei did not fall behind in the confrontation with Su Miao, and the confrontation on a par made it impossible for both sides to bargain.

Leaning lightly, taking a step back, Sun Jiawei's retreat distance can still make up for the defense, but this time it is a bit special, he used Su Miao's strong body to form a certain rebound, so that his step was withdrawn to a farther distance than before, leaving the defenders out of reach.

At this moment, Su Miao's advantage has made his opponent instead!

Sun Jiawei's shot drew a beautiful arc and shot into the net bag, offsetting Su Miao's last attack.

"It's another 18 minutes." Su Mengyao could only be anxious off the field, and couldn't help but aim at Mu Chenfeng's body.

"Why aren't you playing yet?" Su Mengyao asked anxiously and slightly reproachfully.

"Now is not the time!" Mu Chenfeng said calmly, spread his hands, and leaned leisurely on the back of the chair.

"It's 18 minutes! It's so far behind, isn't it time now? When you lose a game? From Su Mengyao's faster speech, you can know how anxious she is.

"At least 20 points." Mu Chenfeng said confidently, "That's interesting." ”