Chapter Twenty-Seven: Performance? Humiliate?

Utter overlord, utter humiliation.

Jiang Haoran's whole person was stunned on the spot by this big hat that covered the sky and the sun.

His eyes suddenly lost all their look.

As the starting small forward of the Shuangqing University team, he has also seen a lot of big scenes with real guns with Kangbo.

But being humiliated like this is the first time in the world.

No matter what the tournament is, I have never encountered such a desperate block.

It was terrible, at that moment he felt as if the sky had fallen, and he had no hope of making a successful move.

I can't even make a move!

Jiang Haoran patronized the lost soul, and he didn't even notice that the opponent had completed the baseline penalty and launched a quick counterattack.

I couldn't hear the reminders coming from all directions.

Lacking a defensive point, the international student easily made a few passes and successfully passed the ball to Potter.

The latter hit a steady mid-range shot.

After coming and going, Shuangqing University became more and more declining.

Until the end of the first quarter, trailing by 12 points at 17:29.

Among them, 9 points came from Feng Xiujie alone.

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In the stands, Deng Hongfei's expression was slightly gloomy.

Seeing the team of his compatriots being abused by a group of foreigners, it was like thousands of thin needles piercing his heart.

The longer you stay abroad and the more you experience, the more you feel a sense of ethnic belonging.

Although this friendly match has nothing to do with countries, and the international students are all from different countries, when he sees the arrogant and contemptuous smiles on the faces of Hughes, Benjamin and the other foreigners, he is angry, and his whole body seems to be ignited by anger.

He resisted the urge to go to Kangbo right now, and was ready to patiently watch the second quarter first.

The audience was equally solemn.

Bursts of heavy breathing and whispered discussions could be faintly heard in the ears.

Many people did not expect that the Shuangqing University team that could dominate the CUBA division would play such a situation when playing an international student team.

Is the gap between Chinese basketball and foreign basketball really so big?

Could it be that there is such a big gap in talent between yellow and black and white people?

Many basketball lovers think of the recently concluded London Olympics fiasco.

The Chinese men's basketball team reached the quarterfinals from the 08 Beijing Olympics, and almost killed the glory of Spain in the group stage, and fell to the bottom of total defeat, and many people's moods also fell to the freezing point.

In the coach's box, the support team delivered drinks to each player.

Feng Xiujie's face was heavy, he had recovered well after such a few minutes of rest, "Coach, please let me play full in the second quarter." ”

"No, you still have to save your energy for the league division at the beginning of next year, don't get injured at this time."

Combo shook his head decisively and refused.

However, Feng Xiujie said very firmly: "Coach, please let me play, you should have seen the video on the top post on campus, these international students look down on us, I want to play to show them color!" ”

This is what you say.

Not far away, Gao Jie, who was already depressed, was suddenly stunned, even more depressed, and his eyes were depressed.

He clenched his fists slightly, his teeth clenched together with a rattling sound.

After a short break, the second quarter began.

Compared with Shuangqing University, there are special coaches to send troops.

The international student camp is more about following the arrangement of the strongest, that is, the opinions of Benjamin and Hughes.

At this moment, Benjamin sat in a relaxed posture with a white towel.

Instead, there was a white man with relatively loose muscles, not as compact and muscular, but taller.

Hughes is still on the field, this guy is a completely fierce beast, with a chilling murderous intent in his eyes, and every step is extremely powerful, as if he has inexhaustible strength.

Twisting his neck, moving his joints, and throwing off his two thick arms.

Shows that he has re-entered the combat state.

In the second quarter, the Shuangqing University side served the baseline ball first.

As soon as Sun Xing came, he fell into the tight bag clamp of the international student team, and it was Douglas, who was like a mad dog.

Sun Xing found that the black man who looked like Beverley and played like Beverley was not very good offensively, but the defense was indeed a tough one.

This made it extremely difficult for him to dodle and dribble the ball over the baseline in eight seconds.

It's just that Douglas's defensive movements are quite ferocious, and the endless small movements are even more uncomfortable.

I finally moved forward a little, and was forced to retreat in a roundabout way.

"Drip."

Even though Sun Xing wasted all his strength, he still heard the referee blow the piercing whistle that had not passed eight seconds of half-time violation.

He smashed the ball to the ground in frustration and then stood at the top of the arc with a calm face amid the complaining gazes of his teammates.

Here, Douglas grinned, happy that he had successfully pressed the defense, and when he received the sideline ball from his teammate, he confronted Sun Xing with a defiant smile.

Hughes mentioned the line, standing on Sun Xing's side like an iron wall.

Douglas suddenly sped up and smashed into the encirclement of the position.

He didn't even look at it, he got up in three steps and prepared to go to the basket, Lai Genyi saw it clearly, stretched his arms to form an airtight net.

cut off Douglas's layup route, but the latter seemed to be on guard.

The basketball came out of the hand, but instead of running to the basket, it was the rebound......

There was a muffled thud, and the basketball bounced off the rebound.

Lai Genyi could only look back weakly, and saw a strong body, firmly catching the rebound ball with both hands, and Taishan pressed down hard and buckled into the basket in his reach.

"Uhh!!h

It's Hughes again!

King Kong's body fell to the ground heavily, taking the overlord step, pouting domineeringly, and roaring angrily in the sky.

"I'm going, it's an all-star exhibition game?"

Deng Hongfei's eyes flashed cold.

He couldn't sit still.

Feng Xiujie was equally gloomy.

He didn't go directly this time, but was ready to pick up Sun Xing at halftime.

Sure enough, Sun Xing was pressed by Douglas again.

This time, the former didn't think about it and threw the ball directly to Feng Xiujie.

Feng Xiujie carried Potter next to him, and with a solid turn, he dodged the defender of the latter and smoothly advanced the ball to the opponent's half.

“team,team,double team!” (pinch, pinch, pinch)

Potter opened his mouth and shouted.

Feng Xiujie felt that this speech was a little familiar, but he didn't react at the first time, and by the time he realized it, the tall white man who replaced Benjamin on the field had already quickly caught up.

Potter stepped forward as well, spreading his arms as the two men sealed his path in unison.

The view is also completely obscured.

Feng Xiujie couldn't move, but he didn't die ball, but stubbornly relied on his solid basic skills and body to forcibly carry the two people.

There is no endless road.

He keenly found a breakthrough in the realm of left and right.

Grabbed the basketball with inertia, desperately raised his left arm to protect the ball, turned around and pinched Porter strongly, strode to the three-point line, and hit the ground with one hand to Jiang Haoran, who cut in from the middle and high post and was unmarked, who caught the basketball, thinking of the insulting block from Hughes before.

He held his breath and took three steps.

At the same time, Hughes also gave up Wu Junhao's flying body pressure.

The two thick arms cover the sky and the sun, and the huge and burly body is even more fierce and mighty.

Jiang Haoran saw it clearly, he suddenly smiled calmly, and handed the ball to Wu Junhao, who was waiting under the basket, with a low hand.

The latter was followed by a hit on the board.

"Well done!"

Feng Xiujie outside breathed a sigh of relief, and slapped his palm hard with Jiang Haoran, who ran over.

Finally managed to pull back two points.