Chapter 7 Ningnan No. 3 Middle School, Friendly Match (1)

Qingyang No. 1 Middle School, the players still began to sprint back and forth as always, and then practiced free throws, five-on-five confrontation practice, in short, these two weeks seem to have vented the intensity of a lifetime of practice.

"Stop, I'll tell you something."

"In our team, only Zhang Qingxin and Shen Zedong Meng Yu have the experience of playing the main players, and the other players are either substitutes or novices, and they have no experience in the starter, so we need to play games to replace our game experience."

"I have contacted Ningnan No. 3 Middle School, and their captain has agreed, the time is Friday, and the location is our school's basketball hall."

"I won the National Day holiday, and I lost the training during the National Day." An Qing closed the notebook after speaking, and thought to herself, when you come back from the National Day holiday, the coach will also come back.

"Haha, don't worry, Sister Anqing, with me Xiao Fei, Ningnan No. 3 Middle School can't make any waves." Xiao Fei's face was not red, and his heart did not beat,

Now Xiao Fei has only learned to make a three-step layup, a close-range jump shot under the basket, a mid-range shot that has yet to be developed, and the three-point shot is even more of a mess, I really don't know where his confidence comes from as a backup point guard.

And Zhang Qingxin still looked like no one in his eyes.

An Qing took out a set of basketball uniforms from her schoolbag, needless to say, this must be the uniform of the basketball team of Qingyang No. 1 Middle School.

"Shen Zedong, this is your jersey." An Qing's basketball uniform was handed to Shen Zedong.

"Thank you......" Shen Zedong smiled, he opened it, and inside was a set of purple and gold basketball uniforms, printed with 11, and the numbers of each player in Qingyang No. 1 Middle School were as follows (Meng Yu No. 4, Ouyang Hao No. 23, Zhang Qingxin No. 8, Xiao Fei No. 3, Wang Yang No. 7, Duan Lian No. 13, Zheng Dahu No. 10, Shen Zedong No. 11, Chen Liang No. 22, Wang Hai No. 2, Yang Wen No. 25. )

"Qingyang No. 1 Middle School, I heard that Zhang Qingxin also joined the team this year, and there is a Meng Yu, this center is also very strong, and he suffered a lot because he played against Qingyang last year, although it is a friendly match, but it will also be a tough battle." At this time, in the basketball hall of Ningnan No. 3 Middle School, a middle-aged man said that he was talking to himself when he learned that the opponent of the friendly match was Qingyang No. 1 Middle School.

"Coach, do you still have to practice shooting today?" Yu Wei, the basketball captain of Ningnan No. 3 Middle School, asked

"Oh, I don't need it today, I'll take a look at the video of the game called Zhang Qingxin, and study it, what about this kid Mo Yang?" The man said

"Mo Yang didn't come to train today, and besides, the coach is just a friendly match, as for it?"

"Maybe it's for the future competition, with Zhang Qingxin, they will definitely become a force to be reckoned with!" The man seems to be very heavy Qingyang No. 1 Middle School.

"Good ......"

Friday is not fast or slow, and the game with Ningnan High School is about to begin.

All the members of the basketball team of Ningnan No. 3 Middle School took the subway to Qingyang No. 1 Middle School, and after about 20 minutes, they finally arrived at Qingyang No. 1 Middle School.

"Everyone still has to implement the tactical intention we formulated, put the ball in Meng Yu's hands as much as possible, play more inside first, run more on the defensive end, and use man-to-man defense!" An Qing instructed again and again before the game in the locker room.

"Especially Zhang Qingxin, if you dare to play alone, I will replace you as a bench in minutes."

"That's it! Today is the first game of the new semester of our Qingyang No. 1 Middle School, although it is only a friendly match, everyone still has to cheer up and show our strength! ”

"Come on! 321 ~ Qingyang No. 1 Middle School! All the players put their hands together and shouted slogans, then changed their shirts and got ready to play.

Although it was only a friendly match, after all, it was the team's first appearance in the new semester, and Qingyang No. 1 Middle School still had a considerable number of spectators.

The game is about to begin, and the starting line-ups for both sides are as follows

Qingyang No. 1 Middle School: No. 13 Duan Lian - Point Guard (PG), No. 7 Wang Yang - Scoring Guard (SG), No. 8 Zhang Qingxin - Small Forward (SF), No. 22 Chen Liang - Power Forward (PF), No. 4 Meng Yu - Center (C).

Ningnan High School: No. 3 Yang Ting - Point Guard (PG), 35 Huang Peng - Scoring Guard (SG), No. 2 Fan Ming - Small Forward (SF), No. 9 Li Hang - Power Forward (PF), No. 12 Yu Wei - Center (C).

The game is about to start, with both starters on the field and the centre-forwards on both sides in position.

The referee walked between the two centers and threw the ball into the air, Yu Wei took the first step to dial the basketball to his own half, and Ning Nan No. 3 Middle School attacked first.

Point guard Yang Ting dribbled the ball across the half court, broke through to the two-point line, and turned to pass the ball to scoring guard Huang Peng, who was outside the three-point line.

There was no one to defend in front of him, Huang Peng opened his hand and shot!

"Brush!" Hollow into the net, 0-3.

Duan Lian served to Zhang Qingxin, Zhang Qingxin dribbled leisurely over half the court, Huang Peng came over to defend Zhang Qingxin, Zhang Qingxin saw that it was Huang Peng, and said: "You can't stop me, change the guy on the court." ”

"Zhang Qingxin, who do you look down on? This is high school, not junior high school. ”

Zhang Qingxin dribbled and turned past Huang Peng, and came to the two-point line, a jumper got up and down, and the basketball fell steadily into the net, 2:3.

"Zhang Qingxin, Zhang Qingxin, Zhang Qingxin......"

"Zhang Qingxin, Zhang Qingxin, Zhang Qingxin......"

"What about high school, what about junior high school, I, Zhang Qingxin, am destined to be the strongest high school student in the country." Zhang Qingxin said, and then quickly returned to the defense.

Huang Peng said: "I'm sorry, it's all because I didn't prevent it." ”

"Huang Peng doesn't have to care too much, it's just the first goal." Yang Ting patted him on the shoulder and said

"Hmm!" Huang Peng nodded

"Shoot, let you shoot three." Zhang Qingxin said to Huang Peng in front of him

"Zhang Qingxin, don't underestimate people, gratuitous arrogance has to pay a price." Huang Peng was not angry, but he also felt that Zhang Qingxin was too arrogant, and he was not coquettish to shoot three points directly, and the basketball fell directly into the basket 2:6.

"Sister Anjing, look at this cold-blooded, the quality of the ball is too poor, and if you don't guard against it, it is equivalent to disrespecting the opponent." Xiao Fei asked, although there were not many people in No. 1 Middle School who came to watch the game, but a group of fans of Zhang Qingxin (the strongest junior high school student in Nanyun City), he really couldn't stand the cries of these girls.

"It's just that this is too disrespectful to the opponent, and we will go all out to show our hospitality in Qingyang No. 1 Middle School."

"That's it, Sister Anjing, although we are substitutes, but as soon as we go to the battlefield, we will never be cowardly, and you will ......."

"Shut up, change the bench in the first quarter, which team did you see do it!" An Jing said solemnly

"Wang Hai, what's going on with Shen Zedong."

"Oh, Sister Anjing, don't you say I forgot, he was detained by the English teacher."

"What? What did you do to lose your conscience and be left by the teacher. ”

"No, he, Shen Zedong, is the representative of the English class, and it is estimated that he will have to wait for all the students to finish their homework before he can come."

"You're done?"

"No, no, I skipped class, and the next class is probably over."

Qingyang No. 1 middle school serve, Wang Yang won the ball at 45 degrees on the left wing, although his personal strength is not strong, but he is proficient in various means of feeding the ball to the inside, and at this time in the left penalty area, Zhang Qingxin has firmly bitten the position, Wang Yang passed the ball to the ground, Zhang Qingxin did not hesitate after receiving the ball, dribbled with his left hand on his back, and successfully attracted the bag of the Ningnan No. 3 Squadron, only to see him suddenly turn to the bottom line, facing Fan Ming, who was 6 cm shorter than himself, a landmark erasure score, 4:6.

Huang Peng served to Yang Ting, Yang Ting took the ball to the three-point line, Yu Wei got rid of Meng Yu under the basket, Yang Ting immediately passed to Yu Wei, Yu Wei caught the ball, and then hit Meng Yu twice, and Meng Yu was actually squeezed aside, and then he immediately dunked with both hands, and the score was 4:8.

"Bang", completed the dunk, and then the students from Ningnan No. 3 Middle School were boiling.

Yu Wei's strength is so great, after letting go, the rebounds are trembling, Xiao Fei looked at Yu Wei's back, and couldn't help but envy and said: "Mom, it's terrible, when can I dunk it." ”

I hope you will let go of your attachment, let go of your unwillingness, and from now on, you will only be responsible for your wonderful life, today, come on! 〗

(End of chapter)