Chapter 312: I'll take a look

The open vision in front of him after the ball is in his hands will give him a sense of translucency, it turns out that this move will have such an unexpected effect, and the joy of discovering a new continent and the sense of accomplishment of scoring will motivate him to focus more on the game and always look forward to the next opportunity.

A super, good point guard can undoubtedly make his teammates better and better.

Until the end of the first quarter of the game, Su Feng never shot a basket again, but used his deployment ability to command his teammates like butterflies through flowers, and everyone firmly believed that as long as he kept running, he would definitely get a chance to shine.

Holding the ball but never sticking to the ball, controlling the ball but not losing the ball, and the denominator of the assist-to-error ratio is always zero, the supreme realm of this kind of cross made Sun Lei very eye-opening.

God, so god. Sun Lei was a little skeptical that Su Feng's brain was a computer capable of precise calculations, and it was really unrealistic for the human brain to do everything he did in the first section.

At 25-24, the 13th Middle School maintained the lead until the end of the adjacent quarter.

After the first pause, the second middle school first made a change, focusing on Qi Feng and Yang Xi, and the two points of the inner and outer lines alternately wielded, inside and out. In order to liberate Yang Xi, the new Chen Chen always took the initiative to find Luo Hao to help block and dismantle, so that Yang Xi seemed to have returned to the good times of the wind and rain in the previous games, and the hand was quite smooth, and he scored 8 points in 5 heads and 4 in the first quarter.

With the play of the outside line, Qi Feng on the inside line naturally got more opportunities, and his terrifying attack power always made Chen Xuanji's heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys tremble together.

Accurate, too accurate.

Strong, too strong.

is clearly the Chinese version of Carl Malone, and Zhang Weijin, who is opposite Qi Feng, has suffered the most and has the most right to speak. Zhang Weijin's seemingly sturdy body was completely like wheat straw in front of Qi Feng, falling with the wind, fiddling with it as much as he wanted.

However, even if the second middle school used all its energy, it was still behind in the score, because the attack of the thirteenth middle school was completely a way they had never seen before. Everyone is constantly interspersed, but the next moment, the person in front of him will suddenly disappear, and this point, Qi Feng, who has the highest basketball IQ, feels the deepest.

There are two balls, Zhang Weijin is standing in front of Qi Feng, whether it is from his way of exerting force or squatting posture, Qi Feng is very sure, Zhang Weijin just wants to carry himself and then ask for the ball, but in the next second, Zhang Weijin will appear in a completely different posture in an unexpected position for Qi Feng, and in his hands, it will definitely become a piece of orange like magic.

He only changed his mind temporarily when he saw the ball, Qi Feng knew very well, but he knew that he knew that if he wanted to prevent Su Feng's pervasive passing in the game, it was impossible to do it, and the smartest way was to do his best to obey orders, and accidentally found one to prevent one, even if it was to earn one.

What about those who find it boring? If it rains, the mother wants to get married, so let him go.

This is not a competition, but a dreamy and magnificent poem.

The process and result of the first quarter of the game between the two sides are quite good, and the second quarter of the game coincidentally continued the first quarter of the game, the only difference is that after scratching his ears and cheeks on the sidelines for most of the time, Shi Qingquan seemed to have suddenly opened his mind, and he was pestering Li Jihai to play.

Li Jihai also knew that after all, he was a cadre under him, and he couldn't let Shi Qingquan stay on the field for too long, after a long time, the feeling of the game would be gone, and when it was time to go, he had to let him go, so he pretended to be reluctant.

With Shi Qingquan's firepower support, the attack of the second middle school became more fluent, although Su Feng still did not let Sun Lei easily send the ball to the inside, but with Shi Qingquan and Yang Xi's response, this problem seemed to have been solved, Qi Feng and Tang Fei gradually got more opportunities, and the two began to bomb the inside line of the thirteenth middle school in turn, and soon, Zhang Weijin was replaced by three fouls.

The new Chen Chong did not hesitate to get entangled with Qi Feng as soon as he came up, and for the first time as a firefighter today, Chen Chong understood very well that his own job was to defend, and every bit of Qi Feng's physical strength was his own victory.

Losing a big firepower point on the inside, Su Feng was forced to adjust his tactics and increase the pass to Long Chengzhi on the outside, and Long Chengzhi was also very competitive, and actually threw in three three-pointers, helping Thirteen Middle School bite the score.

25.7 seconds, this is the remaining offensive time in the second quarter, the ball is in Yang Xi's hands, and there are 20 seconds left in the offensive time.

The score was 44 draws.

Spend those last 20 seconds, even if we don't score, the two sides are on the same starting line in the second half, at least in the first two quarters, we are invincible.

Yang Xi thought like this, staring at the timer that was decreasing second by second, dribbling the ball unhurriedly.

10，9，8，7，6，5。

When there were 5 seconds left in the offensive time, Yang Xi suddenly started, and after a quick start and stop, it was a whistle shot. Although Luo Hao tried his best to block it, the ball still grazed his fingertips and flew to the basket, and after three times on the hoop, it actually went in.

44-46, the second middle came back, and the game time was less than 4 seconds left.

Chen Xuanji walked around the sidelines a little anxiously, with the intention of calling a timeout, and felt that it didn't seem necessary, but with his hesitation, the bottom line ball had already been sent.

At lightning speed.

It only took 2 seconds for Su Feng to burst into the front court with the ball from the backcourt, jumping up two meters outside the three-point line at a 45-degree angle on the left side to shoot, in order to avoid Qi Feng's block, his body drifted backwards diagonally, but the hands raised above his head were still as steady as a rock.

Before the ball had even reached its highest point, the red light at the end of the half-time was lit and all the spectators stood up and watched the final goal of the first half.

"Brush!" What a wonderful sound.

Three points! 47-46, 13 took another lead by one point.

Two shots in the half, a dunk like an outsider, and a whistle kill.

It's all stunning.

Su Feng, Su Feng, what method do you want me to use to contain you?

Li Jihai had the urge to cry.

No brothers, no basketball.

"OK, everyone did a good job, especially Cheng Zhi, he overfulfilled the task, in the second half Zhai let you go, remember, I don't need you to score many points, pass how many good balls, you just need to do a little bit for me, entangle the point guard in the second, give full play to your advantages of long hands and feet, no matter what you do, everything is based on not making him comfortable, can you do it?" Su Feng began to order.

"No problem, boss, you can rest assured." Zhai Rang watched half the game on the bench, and he almost figured out Sun Lei's ball path, and he was very confident when he agreed.

"Ah Hao, you go to deal with Shi Qingquan, Yang Xi will hand it over to me. Our goal is to not let their outside line easily give the ball to the inside, especially Qi Feng, as long as this is done, the second middle is gone. In the first half we made it too easy for them, intentionally, but in the second half it was time to put them under pressure. Every time Su Feng said a word, everyone nodded in understanding, obviously this tactic had already been arranged, and it was waiting to be implemented.

Tough, that's the strategy that will be executed in the second half of the thirteenth.

As soon as the third quarter came up, Sun Lei breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was no longer Su Feng who was defending him, but before this breath came out of Su Feng's cavity, it almost turned into blood.

Dead skin and face are sticking to this Sun Lei, Zhai Rang always tries to reach out and pull out the ball from time to time, no matter where the ball is, he dances a piece of virtual shadow like an eight-armed Nezha, without a moment's pause.

Sun Lei has seen a lot of big battles, he doesn't pay attention to it at all, he is used to Su Feng's physical suppression of himself, and the same as in the first half, Sun Lei's shoulder leaned on Zhai Rang's body, and he still wanted to turn around with the power of the shock, but he felt that his front was empty, and Zhai Rang's whole person flew backwards like that.

The standard butt is backward flat sand and goose style.

"Toot!" The referee's whistle sounded quickly, Sun Lei, offensive foul.

I've been wronged! Sun Lei felt that he had to float something at this time, not in June, snow, catkins, cotton or something.

I didn't fucking do it at all! But Sun Lei and no one are useless in saying this, looking at Zhai Rang, who stood in front of him again and kept squeezing his eyebrows, Sun Lei kept warning himself that traps, conspiracies, tricks, must not be fooled.

The two Rao met again, Sun Lei was long-eyed this time, and he didn't dare to lean on Zhai Rang at all, but the tree wanted to be quiet and the wind didn't stop, he wanted to hide, so he had to agree with Zhai Rang, so the two Rao's bodies collided together again.

This time, Zhai Rang was bad, and he held back his strength for a while, Sun Lei was hit solidly, almost out of breath, and fell backwards, but the referee was obviously beside the two, but he ignored it, just glanced at Zhai Rang with an innocent face, and signaled the game to continue.

The referee said in his heart: Well, I still want to fake a fall! It was so fierce just now, and now it's wilting, who believes it? The single person doesn't rub sand in his eyes, he wants to deceive my fiery eyes, and he dreams about it.

I! Sun Lei wanted to cry without tears, fortunately Zhai Rang didn't do the same again, this son knows very well in his heart, he will definitely bump into a ghost if he walks more at night, this lack of morality, it is enough to do it twice, and if he comes again, he will definitely be caught by the referee.

Sun Lei suffered two dumb losses, but compared to the strict guards that Yang Xi and Shi Qingquan were subjected to, his room for activity was quite large. Since they had to rely on defense to open up the situation, Su Feng and Luo Hao naturally gave full play to their speed and physical advantages, and did not give these two a chance to catch the ball at all, especially Shi Qingquan, who had completely lost his temper.

Bump, can't bump, push, push, can't dodge, can't dodge, Shi Qingquan is under Luo Hao's defense, there is no time to connect the ball at all, and the space is even narrower.

Yang Xi's situation is slightly better than Shi Qingquan's, after all, his height is still an advantage over Su Feng, but this advantage has completely disappeared in front of Su Feng's stable lower plate, catch the ball? You can do it, but what about after receiving the ball? Let him shoot in front of Su Feng, Yang Xi was really a little stunned now, and he had no choice but to hit the ball that was easy to get to the inside.

came and went, and when the ball reached Qi Feng or Tang Fei's hands, most of the 24 seconds of offensive time had been consumed, and if he shot in a hurry, the hit rate would definitely decrease, and on the defensive end, Su Feng also started a personal attack, and he and Luo Hao fired two muskets at the same time, which suddenly made the defense of the second middle school a little careless.

Both people need to be clamped, but they can't go to both of them, this unsolvable problem makes the score gap between the two teams gradually have a tendency to be widened.

This kind of situation caused by the gap in the player's own strength, Li Jihai is also in a hurry off the field. In this world, there is no coach who can replace the value of the superstar with tactical adjustments, if this is really the case, those NBA bigwigs will not get hundreds of millions of big contracts, this money has already been given to the coach.

Broken close-fitting, Li Jihai has a way, but he can see that the thirteenth middle school is not a drunkard at all, the intention of the drunkard is not to drink, the suppression of the outside line is fake, and the isolation of the inner line is true. Originally, this situation was also very easy to solve, as long as the ball was passed, the problem would be solved, but now the second middle school didn't dare to spare too much even the ball, Su Feng and Luo Haoke were waiting for you to pass the ball to the person in front of him, as long as the ball was within their reach, the safety would be greatly reduced.

International conventions are completely unworkable in the face of super-strong individual abilities.

After coming and going, the players in the second middle school became impatient, and the range of action gradually increased, and this was especially obvious to Yang Xi.

Yang Xi, who has been the proud son of Dadu, seems to have become uneasy since he met Su Feng. The prospective fiancée of the childhood sweetheart empathized and said goodbye, and the self-known invincible was slapped in the face in public, and now, this hateful son actually wants to snatch the championship trophy that originally belonged to him.

What does he want to do? Replace me as the new MVP and take over everything for me in a good name?

The more he thought about it, the more angry Yang Xi became, and the anger became stronger and stronger, and finally, after catching the ball in his hand again, looking at Su Feng's unwavering face in front of him, Yang Xi's long-accumulated emotions erupted like a volcano.

Taking advantage of the referee's inattention, Yang Xi swung his elbow at Su Feng's mouth fiercely, and was playing, where would Su Feng think that Yang Xi would suddenly be so bold? Caught off guard, he snorted and retreated several steps in a row.

Seeing that the referee did not blow the whistle, Yang Xi knew that he had succeeded. Glancing at Su Feng proudly, Yang Xi took the ball and went beyond the inside line。。。。。。。。。。

Although he didn't know how Su Feng was so easily defeated by Yang Xi, Zhang Weijin, who was in battle again, still immediately abandoned Qi Feng, who was in charge of defense, and blocked it without revolting。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。

At this time, if Yang Xi, who escaped the catastrophe, knows how to be restrained, or is wise enough, then he should choose to pass the ball and hand the ball to the unguarded Qi Feng。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。