Campus Basketball (Part 3)

Invincible (2)

"Ready? My opponent! Lu Di looked at Yan Yufeng, who had a cold face in front of him, and said.

"What about you! Rival! Yan Yufeng said the same.

"It feels great!" Lu Di smiled.

Yan Yufeng raised his hand, touched Lu Di lightly, and said lightly: "Then let's start!" ”

Lu Di responded by reaching out and touching Yan Yufeng, and slowly retreated: "I'll wait for you!" ”

Yan Yufeng turned around, and the four people from the plateau walked towards him, the five of them formed a circle, and the five hands were together.

Looking at the team's combative eyes, Yan Yufeng glanced at it and shouted in a deep voice: "Are you ready?" ”

"Ready!" The answer was powerful and loud.

"What are we!" Yan Yufeng took the place of Gao Yuan and shouted.

"Warriors!"

"What are we going to do!" Yan Yufeng's voice became louder.

"Fight!"

"What do we want!" Yan Yufeng shouted with all his strength.

"Victory!"

Victory '''''''''''''''''''!

What a loud voice, it pierced everything like a sharp sword in the shouts of the audience, showing its sharp and bright sword.

"Let's get started!" Yan Yufeng slowed down his voice, but it was as powerful as the light that exploded before dawn. It lets everyone know and the brutal battle begins!

Standing in front of Chang Meng, Han Dazhu, who was tall in the past, looked a little short, but Han Dazhu's round gaze couldn't help but make Chang Xian's heart tremble subconsciously.

"Toot!"

The referee tossed the basketball in his hand.

"Drink!" Han Dazhu burst out with a shout and jumped towards the ball first.

Chang Meng was shocked by the roar of the big pillar, and when he woke up, he was already half a beat slower.

"Smack!" The ball was touched first by Han Dazhu, and immediately changed direction and flew towards the plateau.

Gao Yuan, who had already been prepared, jumped up and grabbed the ball in his hand.

"Hey!" Han Dazhu stood in place and roared loudly, roaring for the victory just now.

"Up!" Yan Yufeng shouted loudly and ran towards the ninth half, behind him, Ye Changfeng and Xiang Jie each walked in two directions, running towards the bottom line, like two black wolves, fast and agile.

When the five of them were in place, the Ninth Middle School was already in their respective positions and ready for battle.

Wang Xuechao stood on the spot, looking at these five people, his heart was full of expectations.

Yan Yufeng, Xiang Jie, Dazhu, Ye Changfeng, Gao Yuan, the 131 lineup composed of the strongest five people in this team is the most ideal starting five tigers in my heart.

When attacking, Yan Yufeng, the night is long wind, the plateau is the three guards, punctual, the plateau becomes a big forward in a flash, and Xiang Jie, Dazhu work together to guard the inner line, such an attack and defense, should be able to resist the powerful offensive and defensive system of the ninth middle school dangerously.

Fight well!

Wang Xuechao prayed in his heart.

After three passes, the ball was still guided on the outside, and in the face of Jiuzhong, who had an average height of 1.95 meters, he had already reached a stalemate in the first round of tentative attack.

Especially the No. 7, standing in the center of the three-point line, stretching out his long hand, waving back and forth, completely enveloping a large area in the center of his range, seeing this scene, really made every 12 players hesitate.

Xiang Jie desperately squeezed in, hoping to squeeze out a seat and a half, but in front of the huge body of No. 11, Xiang Jie always wondered if he was competing with the stone.

Another time, Han Dazhu was also uncomfortable, perhaps because of the roar just now, he had angered the anger of this center known as the most powerful center in Jiangsu, not only could he not step into the three-second zone for a minute, but also retreated again and again, feeling a huge force surging in his back, and his steps were unstoppable and retreating outward.

The time for the attack was approaching, Yan Yufeng couldn't help but be anxious, and rushed to the plateau where he was watched by No. 7.

"Give it to me!"

Yan Yufeng shouted.

The ball finally came, Yan Yufeng received the ball, made a mistake with his right foot forward, braked his body, and jumped up with his left foot.

"Whew!"

There was also a loud roar, which resounded in Yan Yufeng's ears, and a black shadow with the sound of the wind fanned towards the door.

"Smack!"

Yan Yufeng's hand was empty, he fell down in embarrassment, turned around to look, Ye Changfeng leaned over to pick up the ball, and threw the ball out with a very irregular action.

"Bell!"

It's time to attack in 24 seconds.

"Tom!" The ball smashed on the rebound, bounced and fell, and no one paid attention to him, letting the basketball roll on the ground.

Yan Yufeng sat on the ground, watching the ball roll towards him, and a figure stood beside him, "You don't seem to be ready?" Lu Di's voice was still so relaxed, with laughter.

A smile suddenly appeared on Yan Yufeng's face, it was a funny look.

grabbed the basketball that rolled in front of him with one hand and stood up, Yan Yufeng glanced sideways at Lu Di next to him, and said, "It feels good not to be blocked for the first time!" ”

"Oh! Ha ha! Lu Di laughed.

"I'll give you one back!" Throwing the ball, Yan Yufeng stretched out his hand and pointed at Lu Di, turned around and ran towards his own half.

Nine kills!

Lu Di, Ren Yu, and Di Zhen each stood in a corner, Lu Di was in the center, and Yang Huo and Chang Meng gathered on the right side of the inner line of the Twelfth Middle School, each with one person.

The ball was in Lu Di's hand.

Hang it in, pass it back, then pass it sideways to the right side, and then lead it back to Lu Di's hands.

It didn't seem to happen, and the time was less than ten seconds later, but five out of twelve people had already run three or four times in this small three-point line.

If you don't go to the scene, you won't be able to feel the overall power of the graceful and domineering of the Ninth Middle School at all.

Chang Meng and Yang Huo, two huge objects of more than 400 catties, moved every time they took the ball, so that Xiang Jie and Dazhu, who were behind them, shouted to help defend themselves, and standing on the plateau on the outside, Changfeng had to strike back, and at this moment the ball passed out again, and at this time, you had to run out again.

This looks like a trick, but it is the most terrible psychological and ** torture.

After two rounds, the five of them were already sweating profusely, and at this time, the game was only less than 50 seconds later.

When the ball was passed to Yang Huo's hands on the inside line again, Yang Huo had already consumed almost the strength of Xiang Jie behind him at this moment, and suddenly turned around after receiving the ball, and Xiang Jie fell down like that straw.

After another slap of the ball, No. 11, known as the slam dunk machine, rose from the ground, picked up the ball with both hands, and smashed it into the basket hanging over his head.

"Bang!"

The basket was moaning, and the hearts of each of the twelve members were trembling.

Looking at Xiang Jie, who was sitting on the ground, his face was helplessly covered with beads of sweat, Yan Yufeng finally deeply realized what it means to be a strong team.

Just one click, I can play you to death!

"Drink!"

Yang Huo shouted, recklessly pulled the basket, fell, and then waved his hands upward, inciting the more than 5,000 cheerleaders in the stands.

"Whew, whew, whew, yes''''''''''! The ninth hegemon, '''''''' invincible in the world! ”

The audience burst into a sea of shouts.

Wang Xuechao closed his eyes, and the blind could see that the strength was too far apart, and it was not of the same grade at all.

"Come on! That's how brutal the battle is! Yan Yufeng bent down and pulled Xiang Jie up, hugged him, and whispered in his ear.

"He's too strong!" Xiang Jie gasped.

"Do your best!" Yan Yufeng let go of his hand, looked at the team members around, and said calmly: "We are men, if we want to lose, we will fall gloriously, not walk out of here with humiliation, come on!" Brothers! ”

The plateau suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, and then ran forward.

If you want to lose, you will fall gloriously!

The ball flew on the outside, and Gao Yuan passed the ball sideways to Yan Yufeng's hand.

The ball was spinning in his hand, and the person had already begun to rush forward, Yan Yufeng took a step, ignoring Lu Di, who was still pinching his waist and clinging to him.

Each step requires more strength than the original, but what is it?

Yan Yufeng stepped into the three-second zone, in front of him was Chang Meng's huge body, beside him was Lu Di, and on the right, Di Zhen had already pasted it.

"Whew!"

Yan Yufeng let out an angry shout, exerted force with one foot, jumped up diagonally, and jumped into the air.

"Drink!"

The angry shouts of the three, the six dancing hands.

A hand with a black wristband held the ball out of them, only to see the wrist flick, the ball flicked up, with that ethereal arc, and fell to the basket.

"Boom!" Yan Yufeng sat down on the ground, his eyes fixed on the spinning ball.

"Brush!"

A slight voice sounded, although it was so soft, but in everyone's ears, it turned into two different moods: frustration and joy.

Yan Yufeng quickly got up, jumped up excitedly, clenched his hand into a fist and shook it, venting the emotions in his heart to the fullest.

The score became 2-2.

In the second round, Yan Yufeng won!

Although it was only two points, it was very sober to tell the Ninth Middle School and all the audience that our Twelfth Middle School was not so easy to be defeated.

Here comes the Nine Middle School again, this huge monster!

The same position, the same style of play, the same result, just a different person.

Chang Meng grabbed the ball with one hand, and put the ball on the bottom line under the basket with insults.

Han Dazhu covered his chest, which was hit hard by Chang just now, and couldn't make a sound with difficulty.

Cao Hui sighed: "The two centers are not of the same grade at all, they are too bad, both in terms of technique and physical fitness!" ”

"It's too easy to score in nine, and it's ''''''''''''' in twelve!" Chen Dingjun could only sigh when he said it.

There was silence in the box, and the ratio of advantages and disadvantages was too obvious.

It was Yan Yufeng who got the ball again, turned around, and Lu Di bowed in front of him.

Taking a deep breath, he suddenly exerted force, Yan Yufeng rushed to the right like lightning, the figure flashed, Lu Di accurately grasped Yan Yufeng's next part, and stood in front of Yan Yufeng with a beat.

Yan Yufeng was stunned and had to slow down.

Lu Di bent his little finger and looked at Yan Yufeng in front of him with a smile.

In the corner of his eye, he saw that Ye Changfeng slipped from the bottom line on the right side to the left side at high speed, and asked Yan Yufeng for the ball with his hand.

Yan Yufeng sighed, passed the ball over, and gave up one-on-one with Lu Di.

Ye Changfeng caught the ball, and immediately made a fake shooting action, but Di Zhen, who was running quickly, didn't eat this set at all, and with a presser foot, he was already standing firmly in front of Ye Changfeng.

Once again, the situation became one-on-one.

The two teams had their first confrontation with the same second ace.

Night Changfeng dribbled the ball quickly on one side at his feet, Di Zhen bent down, his eyes staring at the upper body of Night Changfeng like electricity.

Looking at the shaking of your shoulders to determine the direction of the opponent's attack is the most clever way to defend.

Shaking and shaking, the upper body of the night wind is like a piece of grass, shaking irregularly from side to side.

moved, finally moved, Ye Changfeng's right foot suddenly exerted force, and his body was like an arrow, flashing diagonally past Di Zhen, and burst from the side to the bottom line.

The inner line Chang Meng has been waiting for a long time, and under the long wind of the night, he made a mistake in his steps, stood steady, jumped up, and threw out.

"Smack!"

The ball that just flew out of his hand was fiercely fanned out of the bottom line, and Ye Changfeng looked at the basketball that hit the wall directly on the stand, standing still.

"You're still tender!" Di Zhen's cold voice rang in the ears of the night wind.

Yan Yufeng closed his eyes helplessly, and the long wind in the night was not good.

"Looks like you're in trouble!" Lu Di also stuck to Yan Yufeng's side and chuckled.

Yan Yufeng opened his eyes and looked at Lu Di with a smile on his face, revealing a strange look.

"I'm going to make you laugh if you want to!" Yan Yufeng said calmly.

Lu Di's smile suddenly stopped.

The ball was sent out from the bottom line, and he jumped up at the end of the plateau, barely catching the high ball sent by Xiang Jie, and hugged the ball immediately after it fell, because he knew that a pair of nasty hands like apes would soon emerge in front of him.

Sure enough, the river fish stuck to it like an octopus.

Just when the plateau and the river fish are entangled, time is running out little by little.

Finally, the ball was passed to Yan Yufeng's hands with difficulty.

Yan Yufeng didn't have time to catch his breath, he ran half the court with Lu Di, and it took 2 flashes before he reluctantly took the ball from the front of Gao Yuan, and as soon as he got around, Lu Di was already in front of him.

Yan Yufeng shook his head as if he was helpless, and suddenly moved again, his left foot stepped out like lightning to the right, and his body also leaned over, and suddenly his body was stunned, and his left foot landed halfway.

Wei Shi's right foot finally exerted his strength, and his left hand caught the basketball rolling in the air safely, and his body rushed diagonally to the left.

A very nice double change of direction breakout.

Lu Di was really dumped by Yan Yufeng this time, his center of gravity completely shifted to the right, and he watched in surprise and helplessness as Yan Yufeng flashed from his left side.

Holding the basketball, Yan Yufeng felt that his body was exhausted by a large number of movements, Yan Yufeng reluctantly dispelled the idea of re-buckling, took a big step, his body suddenly left, and then his left foot exerted force, and his body rushed to the right again.

Between the two steps, in such a short distance, Yang Huo didn't react at all to block it, and after Yan Yufeng deceived him, the inner line finally opened his mind to Yan Yufeng.

An easy pick-and-roll and the ball landed safely in the basket.

4 to 4.

Yan Yufeng once again tied the score.

didn't have time to accept the congratulations of the team, Yan Yufeng turned around and ran back, running, Yan Yufeng once again felt a lot of consumption of his physical strength.

This is not the way to go.

A trace of worry flashed in Yan Yufeng's heart.

When the game was less than 2 minutes into play, Summer finally let out a sigh and then sighed.

Breath is because the victory is definitely his own, and there is only one Yan Yufeng in the twelve sighs, not 2 or 3, and it is completely by his attack that he narrowly catches up with us, and we have fought until now, and we should not even sweat.

That's the power of the whole!

A sigh rang out from the south van as well.

"Only No. 8 can compete with No. 9 in the twelve, one dozen five, which is really ''''''''." Jiang Bo didn't want to say any more.

Xu Qiang nodded: "The level of No. 8 has reached the level of the ninth middle school, maybe it is still on it, he and Lu Di have a lot of fighting, but if it goes on like this, even if it is an iron man, it will be difficult to defeat the five tigers in the nine!" ”

Hu Weidong looked at No. 8 in the big TV in the box, looking at his big gasp of breath and sweat on his face, his heart couldn't help but be shocked, he could understand this situation and this scene so well.

Back then, Nangang was the only one to resist, facing the princes of the CBA, fighting hard, and doing everything for Nangang to stay in A.

Alas, how long do you have to hold on, Hu Weidong closed his eyes, not knowing whether to ask himself or the 8th.

Wang Xuechao walked back and forth on the sidelines irritably, everyone could score, facing Jiuzhong, except for Yan Yufeng, even the night Changfeng was in trouble.

Looking at the sweat on Yan Yufeng's face, Wang Xuechao understood that if Yan Yufeng continued like this, his physical fitness might not even be able to beat a section.

In such a high-intensity, high-tech confrontation, if you want to score a point, you have to do countless feints and runs to receive the ball, and when you get the ball, it will be a difficult one-on-one, or even one-on-several scoring process.

Judging from the second point scored by Yan Yufeng just now, Yan Yufeng took out two tricks, and four changes of direction to put him into the basket of the ninth middle school, in the past, this was simply unimaginable, where is Yan Yufeng, who is about to dunk when he accelerates, go now?

Wang Xuechao snorted painfully, not only is the team a real strong team when they are sober, but even he understands the difficulties of facing the ninth middle school.

In front of them, Yan Yufeng had to pay several times the effort to get 2 points, and the ease of the past and the current difficulties were placed in front of Wang Xuechao one by one.

Alas, there is no way to fight!

Wang Xuechao was frustrated!

The ball tumbled into the hoop, Yan Yufeng shook his head helplessly, and looked at the three people who were relaxed on the outside.

Lu Di, No. 4, No. 7, the three outside scorers had a relaxed smile on their faces, as if they were watching a play, and not a drop of sweat came out of their faces, Yan Yufeng couldn't help wiping the sweat from his brows when he saw this, and sighed.

Up to now, Yan Yufeng understands the tactics of Jiuzhong very well, so he will hit your basket, eat the weak inner line, and consume a lot of your physical strength.

Maybe we don't have to play until the fourth quarter, the second quarter, and we're all exhausted by the 11th and 12th.

Even if Yan Yufeng understands, what can he do?

Completely blind!

Looking at the tiredness that had climbed on everyone's faces, Wang Xuechao reluctantly blew the first pause.

"Don't talk, drink water, rest!" Wang Xuechao waved his hand and said weakly.

Helplessly drank water, frustration churning in my heart.

Although it is only 6-4 now, everyone understands that it is a matter of time before the score widens, and Jiuzhong is only a little moved.

Yan Yufeng crumpled the mineral water bottle in his hand into a ball and let the water flow all over his hand.

"Bang!" The mineral water bottle was smashed to the ground by Yan Yufeng.

"Get on the field!" Yan Yufeng said calmly.

The four of them stood up, silently followed behind Yan Yufeng, and stepped into the court.

"Shh The audience immediately burst into boos.

Mighty Nine, terrible offense, suffocating defense, and the never-ending boos and shouts.

All this is the dilemma on the head of Beiyang Twelfth Middle School.

Back on the court, hugging the warm basketball, Yan Yufeng came to Lu Di with the ball alone.

The formation is obvious, I'm going to be one-on-one with you!

Yan Yufeng has no choice, he is going to fall, then I have to fight to the last strength, if you want to win, please climb over me!

The ball bounced up between his feet, Yan Yufeng caught the ball with his left hand, and at the same time, Yan Yufeng's body leaned forward, and the momentum in this moment suddenly made Lu Di in front of him nervous.

From where? Left? Or right?

The ball was still spinning in his left hand, and time suddenly became slow, but this was just Lu Di's feeling, in the eyes of outsiders, the ball just turned Yan Yufeng's hand slightly, prolonging the time of holding the ball.

A cold light appeared in Yan Yufeng's eyes, this move, he has never used it, because it requires great speed, and the speed is completely dependent on the conversion of his own strength, the move is actually very simple, but it is like the sword in the assassin's hand, when you don't realize that it is unsheathed, it has turned into a flash of lightning and flashed from your neck.

Lu Di subconsciously took a step back, and his center of gravity sank, but at this moment, any remedy was in vain.

Yan Yufeng moved, his left foot instantly exerted force, and his body barely did any leaning, rushing directly to Lu Di's left side.

"Whew!"

The wind whistled in Lu Di's ears, and Yan Yufeng and Lu Di staggered by.

Without hesitation, Yan Yufeng strode towards the basket, and threw the ball high before Yang Huo, who came out of the defense, pounced.

The hand moved the basketball very softly, and the palm of the hand completely fluctuated except for the thumb.

The basketball swirled and floated past the upper end of Yang Huo's hand, falling towards his destination.

"Brush!"

This voice seemed to be mocking all the people of the Nine.

Yan Yufeng turned around and ran out of the inner line of the ninth middle school, and his teammates patted Yan Yufeng wordlessly, and then ran to his position.

"What happened just now, why didn't you guard against it!" Di Zhen walked up to Lu Di.

"It's so fast, I don't have time to react!" Lu Di still maintained a relaxed mood and smiled at Di Zhen: "How about it, can you eat on the 15th!" ”

"What is he?" Di Zhen's face crossed with disdain, and he walked away.

Lu Di smiled, and then waved to his teammates: "Play a good one, chase the points back!" After saying that, one of them ran forward first.

It's a great feeling, it's like a dream, it's amazing! Lu Di shouted happily in his heart.

No. 8 is really very powerful, no one has ever been able to pass like this from in front of him, he is still the first person!

Haha''''''''' it's so exciting!

"Woohoo!" Yan Yufeng bent over, his hands on his knees, panting heavily, just now, he almost felt like he was out of strength, his knees were still numb, he knew very well in his heart that just now, it was completely beyond the tolerance range of his knees, this is like a flat shoulder that can only bear two hundred catties, now let it bear the weight of four hundred catties, maybe the first time it can bear it, but what about the second and third times?

It can't go on like this, it's stupid!

Yan Yufeng's heart was telling himself loudly: Reason, reason!

The attack of the ninth middle school seems to always be so leisurely and relaxed, the hand is full of free and easy, a pass that is hoisted in and then hoisted out finally falls in the hands of No. 4 Di Zhen, coldly looked at the night long wind standing two meters away from him, Di Zhen seemed to want to wait for him to come over, paused, and then jumped up easily, and threw the ball.

"Brush!"

Three-point mid-ground.

9 to 6.

It's another three-point gap!

A feeling of powerlessness rose in Yan Yufeng's heart.

Wang Xuechao couldn't vent and shook his hand, why do we have to follow so hard? But Jiuzhong Middle School is so relaxed.

Looking at the teammates who were already discouraged and crawling all over their faces, even Gao Yuan shook his head in frustration and said calmly: "It's time for us!" ”

What about us?

Everyone is chanting in their hearts.

How to fight? Except for you, we don't score any points at all!

The ball was still in Yan Yufeng's hands, and he seemed to have returned to the time when he took Sun Ming everywhere to pick the court, and no one could help except rely on himself.

Yan Yufeng condensed his mind, swimming on the outside line, Gao Yuan and Xiang Jie pulled out to the outside line one after another, blocking and dismantling for it, but this doesn't seem to have a big effect, Jiuzhong seems to have a way to crack this, whenever you want to block Lu Di, you will always encounter another member of the Jiuzhong team standing in front of you, so that the opportunity to block and dismantle suddenly slips away from your eyes, Lu Di and his teammates are like a group of ants with a very clear division of labor, blocking the enemy all the way, chasing the enemy all the way.

It's just that in front of this group of ants, the Twelve Middle School is more like a group of their prey, allowing this group of huge ants to be slaughtered separately.

Yan Yufeng understood that the time was running out, he had to make a move, he paused his body, his body suddenly became shorter, he swayed violently from side to side, the ball quickly returned twice with both feet, and suddenly his right foot exerted force, and his body suddenly took a step to the left, and then immediately stopped and jumped up.

When Lu Di's hand had already been sealed in front of him, Yan Yufeng threw the ball almost by feeling.

Falling to the ground again, Yan Yufeng sat on the ground, endured the pain in his hips, and looked up at the basket.

The ball smashed into the square box in the center of the basket, then landed on the hoop, spun around a few times, and fell.

"Whew!"

Yan Yufeng breathed a sigh of relief, when the ball was shot, he was not sure if he could throw it, after all, under Lu Di's interference, his shooting posture was not finished at all and he was forced to throw it helplessly.

An uneasiness welled up in my heart.

I can get in this time, but what about next time? Will you be so lucky?

Yan Yufeng shook his head, wanting to get these thoughts out of his mind, but is it really that easy?

The heart told itself that it was starting to get depressed.

Looking at the helpless expressions of the team members, Yan Yufeng sighed deeply.

The strength is in front of you, and you can't blame them at all!

9 to 8.

The score was once again chased back by Yan Yufeng alone.

Compared with the game so far, the first quarter has passed halfway, three people in the ninth middle school scored, and two people had assists, while Yan Yufeng in Beiyang No. 12 Middle School scored 8 points alone, and the whole team did not have an assist.

The game went on, and the score was relentlessly pulled.

"Toot!" The first quarter of the game is finally over!

Yan Yufeng couldn't lift his feet at the moment, he wanted to control it, and he wanted to hold back the more and more rapid wheezing, because it almost made himself breathless, and tried hard to look at the scoreboard: 20 to 11.

Jiuzhong is still so relaxed, and he only threw one in after wasting three opportunities, hehe, it's too embarrassing!

Yan Yufeng smiled bitterly, his wheezing voice suddenly choked, and he bent over and coughed loudly.

"It's okay!" Gao Yuan hugged Yan Yufeng.

"No'''It's okay, choked again, cough ''''''''!" There was another vigorous cough.

"Yufeng, you can rest!" Wang Xuechao understood that he could not be missing in the team, but when he saw Yan Yufeng, he couldn't help but sting his heart when he was free.

Wang Xuechao was not angry, no complaints, everyone tried their best, although only Yan Yufeng was scoring, but Gao Yuan and others were working hard to play, and every defense and running took a lot of energy and sweat.

can hit this one, Wang Xuechao is already very satisfied.

Yan Yufeng raised his head slowly, no one spoke, everyone's expressions were very helpless, without Yan Yufeng, maybe they wouldn't be able to get a point, but let Yan Yufeng be so tired alone, no one can stand it, don't you see Qin Lan's already red eyes?

"Let's take a sip of water!" Qin Lan handed over a bottle of water.

Yan Yufeng pushed Qin Lan's hand away, stood up, looked at Wang Xuechao, and suddenly roared: "I want to compete, I want to fight!" ”

Wang Xuechao didn't expect Yan Yufeng to have such a big reaction, and he was there for a while.

"My ideal has not been realized, the hope of the plateau still wants me to fight, and the wishes of all the people who love basketball up and down Beiyang are waiting for us to realize it, how can you tell me to give up?" Yan Yufeng's expression was very terrifying, perhaps because the huge depression of the game could not be vented.

"Yufeng, calm down, we didn't give up, I just want you to rest, just take a break." Although Yan Yufeng's tone was so violent, Wang Xuechao understood the desire and fighting spirit in his heart.

"No, then we won't have a chance to chase it back, I want to play, I want to fight!" When he realized that the coach was serious, Yan Yufeng's expression at the moment turned into pleading.

"Rest, Yufeng, you still have a long way to go, now is not the time to fight hard!" Wang Xuechao endured the feeling of wanting to cry in his heart and persuaded him, but seeing Yan Yufeng's pleading expression, who would have thought that this was once such a domineering and confident boy?

It's all because of the damn Nine, it, it's so powerful!

"No, no, I'm going to race!" Yan Yufeng still shook his head, although his tone had eased, no one could hear the firmness in his heart.

"Don't be stupid, aren't you smart? Isn't it sensible? We'll have a chance in the future, okay? Wang Xuechao almost cried at this moment, and softly persuaded Yan Yufeng, who was sitting on the chair.

Yan Yufeng was still shaking his head, shaking his head weakly.

Failure can't be changed!

It's just the first quarter, just a game, Nanjing No. 9 Middle School has taught the arrogant Beiyang No. 12 Middle School a good lesson, what is the whole, what is a strong team, what is tactics.

20 to 11.

Nanjing No. 9 Middle School has not committed a single foul, and Beiyang No. 12 Middle School has received four times.

All five players scored, and the team's total number of assists reached seven, which means that 14 of these 20 points came from the overall cooperation. Looking at Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, only Yan Yufeng scored 11 points, and the whole team did not have a single assist, which was completely a team that relied on individual games.

insisted on playing the inside line, through a simple hanging pass, and gave full play to the powerful inside firepower of the nine, and in the face of the twelve middle lines that were completely inadequate, the tactics of the nine were fully played.

And look at the 12th middle school, the simple tactical arrangement, the powerless attack, and the defense are completely disorganized, it is simply a bad team!

In the past, no one could prevent Yan Yufeng, Gao Yuan, Ye Changfeng and other strong scorers on the outside, their single scoring and improvised cooperation with each other naturally completely covered up these shortcomings, but they really faced a training system for professionalism, the major positions are very good, there is a very good coaching team composed of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School, these shortcomings are like thin snow in the sun, suddenly turned into a pile of water, flowing into the sewer.

"It didn't look like the game was as exciting as we thought it would be, alas, the win was decided!" After watching the first quarter, Jiang Bo made up his mind categorically.

"Yes, the offensive and defensive system of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School is a mess, there is no discipline at all, except for No. 8 can score, it is difficult to even get the ball, such a team, how can it play with No. 9 Middle School!" Xu Qiang also sighed.

Hu Weidong didn't speak, after so many games, he knew that he couldn't draw conclusions until the end of a game, he waited.

In fact, Hu Weidong didn't know what he was waiting for, he just knew that from the No. 8, he could see the existence of a spirit, as long as this qi was there, the game would not really end.

Hu Weidong firmly believes in his feelings!

The west bread room was lamenting, Chen Dingguo was already smoking a cigarette in a depressed manner, and Cao Hui was also muttering something in disbelief, and he could faintly hear: How could it be like this, how could it be '''''''''''''.

Zhang Dong stood in front of the window of the box, looking deeply at the rest seat of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, where all the players were around, what were they doing?

Zhang Dong asked in his heart.

"Yufeng, I've already decided, you don't need to play in the second quarter!" Wang Xuechao made up his mind that he couldn't see a good seedling destroyed like this, and his own painful experience made him understand that if Yan Yufeng played like this, his basketball career would be extremely dangerous.

Yan Yufeng slumped in his chair and shook his head sadly.

In fact, I already know very well in my heart that there is no hope for the game, but I still want to do my best, and I will die and fall gloriously! This sentence has been roaring in my heart.

But there's really no hope, it's useless to rely on me alone, and I don't have the strength anymore, and I haven't done my best to fight in the ninth middle school until now, how can I fight?

How to fight?

Yan Yufeng asked himself helplessly.

A pair of hands suddenly appeared in front of Yan Yufeng's eyes and pressed on his shoulders, "Yufeng, if you take a break, do you have the strength?" The voice of the plateau sounded.

Yan Yufeng stared at the plateau in front of him with an unusually solemn expression with his eyes in disbelief.

"Yes! If the score doesn't pull away, I can save the third energy, and I can also see if I can find out the weaknesses of the ninth middle school, if the score catches up in the third quarter, even if the ninth middle school is a strong team, they will start to be afraid! Yan Yufeng seemed to have found a ray of sunshine, and said quickly, "But, is this possible?" ````````”

"Enough, brother, watch!" Gao Yuan retracted his hand, turned his body to look at all the team members, and said: "I don't know what everyone is thinking now, but I can tell you what I am thinking now, seeing Yan Yufeng so eager to win, for the sake of victory, he would rather sacrifice everything, I am very excited, and there is also my desire among the factors of his efforts."

Our Beiyang Twelfth Middle School has gone through a series of difficult battles from the fourth bloody battle, defeated Tiegang, and competed with the second middle school for the king of Beiyang until now, so as we said just now, even if the ninth middle school is strong, strong to the sky, so what?

Yes, our level is not good, but I want to say: it is better to break the jade than to be complete! I don't want to see a group of us walk out of here, I'd rather be carried out by someone, at least, then I feel sorry for myself, worthy of my original efforts, and worthy of Yan Yufeng.

My words are over, the game is about to start, everyone should hear Yufeng's words, so let's go crazy! Buy time for Yan Yufeng to recover, and do your best to fight for the honor of our bravery! I can't do it, Longguang is up, Longguang is not good, Zhiquan is up, Zhiquan is not good, Li Feng is up, Li Feng is not good, Cao Tao is up! There are ten of us, and we fight until we can't move! ”

There was silence in the resting seats.

"Gao Yuan, you can't do this, you're just children, what do you want to do now? Do you play with the nine? Shi Guang shouted.

"Coach, don't stop us, we know what you said, but our glorious moment is just around the corner, and I don't want me to regret it later!" Gao Yuan stopped Wang Xuechao's opening.

"Yes, damn it, I won the ninth middle school, damn, I don't know how glorious it is to go home!" Wang Zhiquan suddenly shouted.

"We're going to play with Ninety Middle School now!" Xiang Jie pulled the towel and threw it on the ground.

"I can continue to compete, continue my dream is because of Yan Yufeng, fight for him, it's worth it!" Night Changfeng's gray face suddenly turned red.

"Yufeng, I want you to understand, you are not wrong about me!" Night Wind stretched out his right hand and slowly raised it to his chest.

"! I've been injured once, what are I afraid of! Dazhu said lightly.

"Toot!" The whistle blew in the second quarter.

"Come on! Have a game with Nine Middle School! Takahara threw away his towel and stepped onto the pitch.

"You can't ''''''''' like that!" Shi Guang was anxious and shouted, but was stopped by Wang Xuechao.

"If I were twenty years younger, I think I'd go up too! It's up to them, Takahara is right, if you miss this game, you will regret it for the rest of your life! Wang Xuechao looked at his team members painfully and walked up to the field with laughter, "If something happens, I'll take care of it alone!" ”

"Can you afford it? You are so irresponsible! Shi Guang now knows very well in his heart that this group of children is going to play with their lives now, and Xiang Jie, last time Xiang Jie was injured, he didn't have the face to see his parents, now?

Oh, my God! Are you all crazy?

"To me, I am not responsible!" Wang Xuechao paused in pain, hating his incompetence.

Qin Lan squatted there, still holding the bottle of water in his hand, tears welled up wildly, at this time, how much he hated that he was not a man, if he was a man, he would be able to be like them, for dignity, for victory, for friendship, give everything!

Yan Yufeng sat there fixedly, watching his players step into the stadium with smiling faces one by one. Gao Yuan, Xiang Jie, Changfeng, Dazhu, Zhiquan, good luck to you!

Yan Yufeng said softly.

A clear teardrop fell from the corner of his eye, this was Yan Yufeng's first tear!

Brave and invincible two: the first tear

Great Qin Bingbing

2004-9-3

I didn't fart, today, I lifted all the chapters of VIP, don't you think it's cool to watch? All right! I'm sorry, I can't write anymore in the future, I don't say anything for any reason, it's useless to say anything, I can only say that I have paid a lot for the campus, I have gained a lot of happiness because of the campus, and I have made a lot of good friends! I don't regret it! What I pay is never what you can imagine! Now, I can't write it, and I won't write it again for a long time to come! If you want to scold the eunuch or anything, I will comfort you with the spirit of Ah Q! Can't you go to the starting point in the future? Out of sight, out of mind!

Scold, scold cool!

I don't understand, I said at that time, a lot of things at the beginning of school, about the 10th update, when I wrote this sentence, my heart suddenly dropped, I am now afraid of making any promises, because whenever I do it, something will happen immediately, I don't believe in God, I don't believe in ghosts, but I just want to be unlucky!

But I made a promise anyway,, a promise that made me unlucky!

In order to reassure everyone, Lao Tzu said fucking again, what do you get?

It's just one less day of updating, and I'm scolding constantly, and I've written about the campus until now, and I've read everyone's book reviews, and I haven't pulled down a single one!

There are many good words and few bad words, but do you know what I see?

I used to say good things, but now I start scolding, hehe!

I remember a fable: a farmer likes his child very much, he gives whatever he wants, even if it is difficult for him, he does it hard, and every time the child's request is met, the child will be happy, and praise the farmer loudly, and the farmer will be happy.

Slowly, the farmer found that he was less and less energetic to or time to complete the child's requirements, at this time, a little sluggish, or a few days to achieve the child's requirements, the child's expression is so dissatisfied, the first time, the second time, the third time'''''''''' the farmer has no energy, he needs to spend more time to do the child's requirements, seeing the child's aggrieved face, the farmer can't help but want to promise, but every time the guarantee is so unfulfillable.

The farmer is very sad, he is trying to survive, and he has to breathe hard for the sake of the child.

Finally, the farmer found that no matter what he had to do, he could no longer satisfy the child, because he found that it would take more time to meet the child's requirements, but if he spent more time going, his survival would not be guaranteed.

He made a decision to make one final request for the child.

When you're done, choose to leave and never come back!

What will be the child's final reaction?

I don't know, I just know that the name of this fable is: School Basketball.

You have given me happiness, and I have been happy with the feeling of happiness in return.

I'll always want to go to this good time, and maybe I'll write about it later, but at that time, I don't think I'm going to write for anyone, but for the completion of this campus, and my killing.

The most regrettable thing in my heart is that Zhongtang can only appear in my mind, and I can't give it to book friends who like the biography of Shuanglong of Datang.

I'm not a writer, I can't do it, my surname is decided, a person who is swayed by emotions! Although I endured it again and again, I found that when I saw the scolding reviews, I began to sneer, I found that I never wanted to read book reviews again, I didn't even want to start with, and I finally understood that I was tired of living like this!

Super Handsome, Lonely Sea, Great Swordsman, Face, Bell, GTC. Kill Chu, be wonderful alone, if you are a good friend of the wind, Haber'''''''''''''''''''' etc., I will remember you.

Maybe we'll see each other on campus, maybe it's killing, hehe''''''''''''.

Goodbye, my friends!

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