Campus Basketball (Part 3)

Dominate Qin Huai

A whistle sounded, Lu Di turned to look, relieved as if he was relieved, Summer finally couldn't help it, and called a timeout.

Jiang Bo, who was sitting in the south breadbox, showed a look of appreciation in his eyes, at this time, this pause was very important, it was obvious that the morale of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School was greatly boosted, and it was preparing to launch a wave of offensive, which was a little beaten and demoralized.

Pausing is like pausing time, so that everyone has enough time to think and cheer up, but do the people who can cheer up the nine middle schools really have the ability?

"Come on, come here!" Summer drank loudly.

"Lu Di, you go to defend No. 15, stick to him, Di Zhen, Ren Fei, you two will see No. 8 to death for me, and you can't let him catch the ball. Chang Meng, you don't pull out to the outside, no matter where the opponent's center goes, you must be stable on the inside, if he pulls outside the three-point line, you also have to step on the three-second zone.

Yang Huo, your task is the most important, your position must be constantly changing, No. 11 and No. 5 should be optimistic, No. 5 pull out, you will post No. 11, No. 5 come in, you will carry out regional joint defense with Chang Meng, and, Ren Fei, give full play to your defensive ability, try to suppress No. 5 when defending No. 8.

Now defense is the most important, offense, mainly Lu Di, Lu Di, you have to take the ball more, it depends on you to score, other teammates, multi-game blocking and dismantling, must create a situation in the local area, we have the advantage of numbers. When attacking, it should be divided into a 221 formation, 2 to rush to grab rebounds, and 2 to be ready to quickly return to defense at any time, so that the opponent can not play fast again. Summer said quickly, spending time on the tactical diagram.

"Got it?" Summer looked up at the black pressed head.

"Understood!"

"Cheer up, this time, we have never encountered a critical situation in the ninth middle school, and now is the time for you to reflect who is the overlord of Jiangsu!" Summer inspired.

"Yes!" There was a look of determination in everyone's eyes.

"Okay, Lu Di! Now is the time to rely on you, bring out all your strength! Summer stretched out her fist and tugged tightly.

"Coach, I understand!" Lu Di replied expressionlessly, but in the summer, he could see a hotter look in his eyes than anyone else.

"Let's play! The glory of the ninth is yours! Summer stood up and waved vigorously.

"Drink!" Lu Di and the five of them stretched out their hands and put them together, and shouted in unison.

"Up!" Lu Di let out a low roar and stepped onto the field first.

"If we continue to play like this, they will definitely change their defensive strategy, and our strategy is to respond to all changes with the same, and listen to Yan Yufeng's command on the field." Wang Xuechao had already caught a glimpse of the players from No. 9 Middle School, finished speaking quickly, and then motioned for everyone to play.

Yan Yufeng patted Gao Yuan's shoulder, and the latter looked back at him and said, "What? ”

"It's the last five minutes, I really want to finish the fight quickly and go back to my room to sleep!" Yan Yufeng stretched his waist and said with a lazy smile.

"Ahh Gao Yuan didn't expect Yan Yufeng to say this at this critical and tense time, and then Yan Yufeng wanted to '''''''', and Gao Yuan couldn't think about it.

"Fight hard, the ninth middle school is finished!" Yan Yufeng said lightly and stepped into the court very naturally.

Looking at Yan Yufeng's back, Gao Yuan suddenly realized that Yan Yufeng's current mentality had surpassed himself and others, and he was really calm in the last five minutes of deciding who the winner was.

With this mentality, he told his teammates, no, we should cheer up our teammates, victory, it belongs to us!

Suddenly, the nervous heart was beating so fast, Gao Yuan exhaled a breath of turbidity and scolded softly: "Good guy! ”

When Yan Yufeng got the ball, he couldn't help but look at the person in front of him, and then showed a sneer.

Di Zhen and Ren Fei were like two horns, standing diagonally in front of him, one person slightly in the middle and one in the middle and one in the back, an obvious trap tactic.

Yan Yufeng didn't dare to get too close, and shook his hand to pass the ball to Ye Changfeng's hand.

As soon as the ball arrived, Lu Di appeared in front of Ye Changfeng, and Lu Di, who was far taller than Ye Changfeng, steadily looked at Ye Changfeng in front of him.

The ball came helplessly again and ran out of the hand of the plateau who responded.

A posture of protecting the ball used to catch the ball on the plateau, but when he turned his head, he didn't see anyone stepping forward to force the defense, and he was suddenly stunned.

Three meters away, Yang Huo stood sideways, and Gao Yuan hesitated, did he shoot or burst?

Suddenly, this is really irrational, there are obviously 2 big guys guarding the inside line, it's hard to score, shoot? At the three-point line, there is no guarantee of shooting percentage.

Xiang Jie was forced to pull to the bottom corner of the outside line, giving him even more uncertainty, there were three people around the position of the big pillar, and as soon as the ball reached his hand, it would be immediately sandwiched, and this could not be passed.

The plateau thought about it, and in desperation, he could only wander around the outside, looking for opportunities.

"Give it to me!" Yan Yufeng ran from the other side, and later, Di Zhen chased closely.

Gao Yuan stood sideways smartly, handed the ball just into Yan Yufeng's hand, and blocked Di Zhen slightly.

Yan Yufeng took the ball, didn't think about it at all, 24 seconds of attack time was running out, and he got up and opened his hand to shoot.

"Bell!" The ball smashed out of the basket and was immediately grabbed by Chang Meng, who had already prepared it.

"Back to the defense!" Yan Yufeng shouted, and first rushed back.

Lu Di ran to Chang Meng's side, took the ball and walked to the middle, and approached the 12th half from the sideline unhurriedly.

"Defend well, always be ready to make up for it! Yan Yufeng shouted loudly.

Lu Di didn't mean to pass the ball at all, raised one hand high, and shouted loudly at his teammates' running.

In the first block, the second gear, and the third block, Lu Di kept moving behind his teammates, looking for the best opportunity to shoot.

"Pull away, Long Wind, you go up!" Yan Yufeng shouted, staring at Lu Di behind the figure with his eyes.

It's time to make a move, it's fast!

Yan Yufeng thought silently in his heart, and suddenly, when Di Zhen ran out of the inside line with a sideways block, he stuck Ye Changfeng by his side, and Lu Di, who had become unguarded, finally touched less than a meter in front of the free throw line, paused, collected the ball, bowed, and then spread his body and jumped.

"It's not that easy!" Yan Yufeng's eyes burst out with coldness, he had been waiting for a long time, he ran from the left inner line, reached full speed in two steps, and rushed towards Lu Di without any hesitation.

Lu Di was extremely surprised in his heart, he didn't dare to make a move, just because Yan Yufeng was still not attracted, he was still standing on the inside line, staring at him deadly, but time couldn't wait any longer, just after Di Zhen's beautiful demolition, Lu Di's eyes were open, "I can't hesitate anymore!" ”

Lu Di told himself that as soon as he bit his steel teeth, he took a step forward and shot when he got up.

Just when all his movements were done, the person just jumped off the ground, and Lu Di finally saw Yan Yufeng move.

He really rushed out, just like the still-moving poisonous snake, and attacked at the best time and with the fastest speed.

Lu Di took a deep breath of air and told himself that when you shoot a basketball, your heart has an unshirkable responsibility, and there should only be a basket in your eyes.

shot, when the ball left Lu Di's index finger, the feeling told him that the ball was settled, but is this really the case?

The ball churned quickly, and it rubbed against the air rapidly, turning into a trajectory with an extremely high arc, flying high into the air.

A powerful hand suddenly appeared in front of it, and he did not come with the sound of the wind, but leaned towards it as if he were going to receive a pass.

The spectators in the stands on both sides of the stadium saw this scene, a scene that made their blood and even their cells boil.

Yan Yufeng had never jumped so high, when he rushed out of the inside line and accelerated towards Lu Di, he had already seen Lu Di's jump, the ball had already been shot, he didn't think it would go in, because Yan Yufeng didn't think about what would happen after this at the moment!

Will the ball go in, and what if it does? What kind of demoralization will the score increase again cause?

didn't think about anything, in his eyes, in his heart, it was just the basketball that had just risen softly from Lu Di's hands.

I won't let you get away with it!

The extreme anger suddenly made Yan Yufeng excited to an extreme in an instant, his thoughts, his mind, were completely gone, and all that was left was that instinctive Yu Wang.

Take this ball!

There was no yelling, let alone a terrible facial expression, Yan Yufeng was like a bronze statue, so calm!

When the ball was shot, Yan Yufeng had already come to a place one and a half meters away from Lu Di, his hands swung vigorously behind him, and then took a slight step with one foot, then arched his two feet, and then the geometric change of speed, like a black bird, jumped up in the air, his right hand reached high, and stretched out to the basketball rolling in the air.

He really jumped straight up like a spring, jumping so high, but with such an elegant posture, the curve of his body was perfectly displayed in the eyes of all the audience.

The churning basketball was like a child being caught by its mother, and immediately stopped being naughty, and stayed there quietly, without sound, and the only thing left was the black figure that had once crossed the air.

Yan Yufeng stumbled to the ground, and then after taking a step forward, he immediately stabilized his body, threw the ball lightly to the ground, and then dribbled the ball and accelerated forward.

Lu Di was like a lifeless object, quietly letting Yan Yufeng pass by him, the whistling sound sounded in his ears, the black figure flashed in front of his eyes, and the fluttering No. 8 passed through his heart like this.

Quietly tearing through his firmness.

"Pick up the ball in the air??" An audience member muttered.

"Is this a block or a steal?" The other audience shook in disbelief, as if asking themselves, as if they were venting their excitement and shouted loudly.

Hu Weidong closed his eyes, and his mind was like a movie, repeating the terrifying scene just now.

It's so sudden, so thrilling, yet so beautiful, like a black lightning bolt, that it shakes your mind and your whole sensory organs.

"Number 8, how high can you jump?" Jiang Bo on the side shouted as if sighing.

"It's terrifying, I've never seen such explosive power, it's unbelievable!" Xu Qiang sincerely spit out the words in his heart, as if he was holding back for a second, and he had a feeling that he was about to explode.

At this time, the audience erupted in earth-shattering shouts one after another, shouting for whom, cheering for whom?

Number 8, the only number 8 that brings us countless thrills.

What if he's an enemy?

I can't control myself!

"Long Wind!" Yan Yufeng shouted.

The ball shook out of his hand and flew towards the night wind that was running from the other side.

Reaching out to the ape arm, catching the warmth that still remained in his palm, the night wind roared, and he took three big steps, one hand side buckle, and completed this intoxicating fast attack.

68 to 67.

One point gap!

Ye Changfeng roared loudly, Yan Yufeng rushed over excitedly, hugged him in his arms, and laughed: "Changfeng!" Buckle beautifully! ”

Ye Changfeng panted and turned his head to look at Yan Yufeng's smiling face, that innocent smile, and hugged Yan Yufeng tightly with his backhand.

"We're going to make a new history!" Yan Yufeng whispered in Ye Changfeng's ear.

"Yes! You covered it so beautifully just now! Oh, it's not the cover, it's the hat! The night breeze paused and corrected.

"Let's wait until the game is over, now, let's get on with the game!" Yan Yufeng let go of his hand and said seriously.

"Let's go!" The night wind also let go, and the two ran towards their own half of the court as a team, where their teammates were welcoming them back with warm eyes.

"One more point! Cheer up, everyone! Yan Yufeng raised his hand and shouted.

"Yay!" Everyone responded with a bang.

"Captain!" Di Zhen came to Lu Di, who was still distracted, and called.

"Huh?" Lu Di raised his head and looked around before focusing on Di Zhen's face.

"Captain! Four minutes to go, we still have time! Di Zhen clenched his fists very resolutely.

"Really?" Lu Di replied unconsciously.

"Captain, are you alright?" Di Zhen sighed in his heart, the incredible aerial hat of No. 8 just now was really terrifying, and it was a huge psychological blow to anyone's head.

He's just too strong!

From four years ago, when he started to like basketball, to his skills and swept all over Nanjing, Di Zhen has never praised anyone like this, even if it is a respected captain, Di Zhen believes that one day, he will surpass him, because he understands that all he lacks is game experience.

In the face of No. 8, after this fierce game, Di Zhen had to admit that No. 8's talent and physical fitness far surpassed him, if it weren't for him, the team of No. 12 would have been defeated by them in the second quarter, if it weren't for him, No. 9 would not have been able to come to such an embarrassing situation.

He is the real protagonist today.

Di Zhen sadly realized this, of course, this is what he doesn't want to see, but this is the truth.

"Didn't you tell me, Captain? We will win, because I am the ninth middle school, the overlord of Jiangsu, and the strong team of the country! We can't be defeated by them! Captain! Take all your courage to come! Prove it to all! Di Zhen shouted loudly, looking excited.

Lu Di looked at Di Zhen in a daze, this future soul of the ninth middle school, his mind slowly condensed, and his godless eyes gradually became sharper.

"Yes, we still have time!" Lu Di suddenly shouted.

"Yes! We can't lose! You see, we still have so many supporters, and they are all watching us! Di Zhen pointed to the blue ocean in the stands and shouted excitedly.

"Captain, let's deal with this wolf together!" Di Zhen turned around and looked at Lu Di shouting loudly, with a resolute look on his face.

"It's time for us to attack!" Lu Di fully recovered, cheered up, and ran forward.

I'm going to fight until the last second! certain

Block, stop, stop!

"Whew!" The audience continued to cheer in unison, and when they saw that their team did not collapse in a critical situation, but fought harder, this undoubtedly aroused the morale of more than 5,000 supporters up and down the field.

Jiuzhong is carrying out crazy and tricky blocking and demolition tactics, Lu Di shoots as long as he finds an opportunity, and he has nothing to do with being affected by Yan Yufeng's shocking pick just now, he still shoots so fast, so accurate, even Yan Yufeng can't find a way to stop him for a while.

"Come on!" Lu Di roared loudly, beating his chest, his expression full of domineering.

Yan Yufeng still kept his calm, and in the last few minutes, he had to maintain absolute composure, because he understood that the results of the team's nearly two hours of hard work could only be picked with his own hands.

Now, Jiuzhong also realized that in order to win, they could only rely on their soul Lu Di, and the current tactics have told everyone that Lu Di has begun to take on the offensive task alone.

At this time, the whole team can only take points by themselves.

Ace vs. Ace!

The final showdown!

It's really good, it's finally the most critical time!

Yan Yufeng chuckled, every time Lu Di scored two points, he would immediately return the two points, he looked at Lu Di coldly, and Lu Di also looked at him coldly.

Yan Yufeng understood that at this moment, he had no way to take Lu Di, and when the Ninth Middle School attacked with him as the core, Yan Yufeng understood that it was too difficult to block his attack now, but what could this be?

You can't stop me!

Yan Yufeng's body suddenly changed direction, the right hand holding the ball was forcibly pulled from the right to the left, and the body also shifted a few points, shaking Lu Di in front of him, gently holding the ball with his left hand, and then closing his right hand, getting up and shooting.

"Brush!"

Without a hint of hesitation, the ball went through the net.

76 to 75.

It's still a one-point gap!

Yan Yufeng did not turn around and run back, but walked backwards towards his half, pointing at Lu Di horizontally with one hand, his face full of provocation.

Summer shook her hand in frustration and looked up at the big screen again.

One minute and twenty seconds remaining.

The score is still biting, what to do now?

Any tactics are ineffective, he can only trust Lu Di now, every goal conceded now, every mistake that occurs will tip the balance of victory in favor of the other side.

Now is the time to be more experienced, more calm than calm.

If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move!

Summer told herself.

Wang Xuechao stood straight on the sidelines, staring at the court with his eyes, every change was tightly grasping his heart, every time Lu Di shot the ball into the basket, his heart was a twitch, and when Yan Yufeng chased the score back, he couldn't control his screaming, cheering for his team.

Behind Wang Xuechao, all the team members stood up, hugged their shoulders one by one, and connected together, at this moment, even the breathing was the same!

The same situation also appeared on the rest seat of the ninth middle school, where all the teammates were already standing together, and the nervousness had already been shown on their faces.

The audience also stood up, they had stopped shouting at the moment, only when Jiuzhong, when Lu Di shot a ball, they would cheer loudly, and except for this moment, they all held their breath.

All eyes were focused on Yan Yufeng and Lu Di, their every action involved countless nervous beating hearts, some people didn't dare to look at it at all, whenever Yan Yufeng or Lu Di made a move, there were always so many people who involuntarily closed their eyes, and then quickly opened their eyes, looked at the big screen, or tightly dragged the hands of the people next to them, and eagerly asked the result.

Everything was so tense, as if the air had become solidified, and every breath of air required a lot of strength.

Cao Hui, Chen Dingjun, Zhang Dong, the three of them were like children, clinging to the big glass of the box, staring at the court, and the box in the south, such a scene also appeared, even Hu Weidong, who had always been calm and calm, couldn't suppress the tension in his heart, his eyes widened, staring at the court.

Lu Di shot another ball, and just then, the time came to fifty-nine seconds.

There was no time to celebrate, and all the players on the nine midfielders rushed back to their own half of the court and quickly set up a defensive formation.

"You must hold it!" Lu Di yelled loudly.

The four people on the field invariably twitched their eyelids in unison, because of who they saw.

Yan Yufeng slowly took the ball alone, like a walk towards the ninth half, he still maintained that expression, cold, as if with a hint of a smile, the ball was shot out of his right hand, crossed over, and came to his left hand, and then it was like that, the posture was so casual, Yan Yufeng's eyes flashed, sweeping over everyone's face.

Slowly raise your left hand and slowly raise your index finger.

Victory is in my hands!

Don't be nervous, calm down!

Lu Di kept telling himself that he bent down more than ever before, pressed the center of gravity, and his eyes were fixed on Yan Yufeng, I must guard against it, prevent it, and if we score one more, we will win!

The dream-like comfort echoed in Lu Di's mind over and over again.

"Hold on!" A spectator who couldn't control his emotions shouted loudly, in the silence of the stadium, it was so loud, it not only said what he thought in his heart, but also said what all the spectators present wanted.

Yan Yufeng slowly turned sideways, facing Lu Di obliquely, his eyes still scanning the audience.

He slowly walked around the three-point line, and Lu Di didn't dare to get too close to him, because he knew that this position was the best.

Wang Xuechao put his hands together and put them in front of his mouth, completely looking like he was praying.

"Yan Yufeng, Yan Yufeng, Yan Yufeng''''''''''''''''!" Wang Xuechao breathed this name again and again in his heart, he didn't know what he should do at this time, maybe he only had to shout this name to calm himself down!

Yan Yufeng was still walking on the three-point line, and he was still acting leisurely as if he had forgotten that there was only ten seconds left to attack.

Ye Changfeng and Gao Yuan were constantly running, they took Ren Fei and Di Zhen to run from one side of the half to the other, and then turned their heads and ran back, Di Zhen and Ren Fei couldn't understand why they did this, but at this critical time, they felt that they would not allow a trace of mistakes, so they were tightly attached to Ye Gao and the others, but where was their mind?

It's all on that terrible No. 8!

When the night wind came outside the three-point line on the right side, he turned around again, and was about to reflexively run back, Di Zhen stopped his body, and waited for the return of the 15th.

The mutation started in a second!

The leisurely Yan Yufeng finally moved, and when he walked to the 70-degree angle of the three-point line on the right, Lu Di also paused with his surname, ready to wait for Yan Yufeng's return.

Everything seems to be going on with the usual surname, but some people don't, at least, there are 2 people here now!

There was a cold glow flashing in the eyes of the night long wind, and Yan Yufeng's whispers were still echoing in his ears when he served.

Go to the right three-point line at a 45-degree angle and wait for me!

A gentle sentence made Ye Changfeng's heart tremble.

No one would have thought that Yan Yufeng, who had been playing alone for four minutes, would pass the ball, and no one would have thought of it!

It's an opportunity, it's another trust.

At such a critical time, Yan Yufeng said this, which means that he believes in himself!

Believe in yourself!

Trust me! The night wind whispered.

Yan Yufeng suddenly moved, he almost reached full speed in one step, a very sudden jump straight insertion, throwing Lu Di, who was only half a beat, behind him, and in one step, he broke through Lu Di with momentum like a rainbow and entered the core area of the Ninth Middle School - the inner line!

Di Zhen, who was the most advanced from him, was completely stunned, and he barely thought about it, so he let out a loud roar, shook off the night wind, and faced Yan Yufeng who rushed in.

Yang Huo, who was on the inside line, also let out a loud roar, opened his hands, and greeted him like a mad tiger.

The second step, the third step, Yan Yufeng jumped up, although he jumped up on the three-second line, but no one considered whether it was possible to score, Di Zhen jumped horizontally, Yang Huo raised his hands and jumped up, and Lu Di, who was just behind Yan Yufeng, also shouted, jumped up from behind Yan Yufeng, and stretched out his hand to reach out to Yan Yufeng, who was holding the basketball high.

One touch will affect the overall situation, this is the supreme pressure brought by Yan Yufeng!

Yan Yufeng, who was jumping high, suddenly turned around in the air, and actually faced Yang Huo and Di Zhen diagonally.

Yan Yufeng had a childlike smug smile on his face, shook his hands, passed the ball out, and shouted at the same time: "Changfeng!" ”

"Here!" Ye Changfeng's eyes looked intently at the basketball flying towards him, and at the same time he answered loudly, the same childish answer, as if it was just a trick between him and Yan Yufeng.

Lu Di's eyes followed the basketball to see the long wind in the night, and at the same time let out an earth-shattering roar.

It's panic, it's mourning, it's even more helpless.

The ball was plucked out of the Night Wind Hand and flew in a beautiful arc towards where it was going.

"Brush!"

With a heavy bang, it hit the hearts of every Jiuzhong person like a heavy hammer.

Summer covered his face and squatted, Jiang Bo turned his face gloomily, and Xu Qiang's face was shocked, unbelievable.

Di Zhen and Yang Huo, who fell to the ground with Yan Yufeng, sat on the floor in a daze, looking at Ye Changfeng who was still standing outside the three-point line with dull eyes, slowly retracting his shooting posture.

The audience began to fall into a deathly silence at this second.

Yan Yufeng, who was sitting on the ground, let out a huge cheer, and the contract plateau, Xiang Jie, Dazhu and others ran towards the night wind with laughter.

But Ye Changfeng looked down at his hands in disbelief, and he didn't know what to mumble in his mouth.

It all came so suddenly.

Wang Xuechao turned his face, but saw Shi Guang with a look of disbelief, and Shi Guang also saw the look of surprise on Wang Xuechao's face.

"Entered, really entered, '''''''' drawn, really drawn!" Wang Xuechao shouted incoherently.

"I can't believe my eyes!" Shi Guang was still shaking his head.

"Coach, it's really in, we're tied!" Qin Lan, who was smiling brightly, shouted loudly, jumped and jumped, and vented the excitement in his heart to the fullest.

After standing for 39 minutes, with less than 35 seconds left in the game, Beiyang No. 12 Middle School tied the score for the first time and stood on the starting line side by side with Nanjing No. 9 Middle School!

78 to 78.

"Toot!" The referee blew the whistle for a timeout, and the ninth was finally forced to call a final timeout.

"Now is not the time to be happy, everyone must calm down, hold this ball, must hold on! Then, we have one more time to attack, and the situation is very favorable for us, so we must take advantage of it! I see! Wang Xuechao suppressed the beating heart in his heart and loudly instructed his children.

"Coach, we will do it, look, a history will be created by us again!" Yan Yufeng shouted firmly.

"Yes, coach, look, we are invincible in the twelve!" All the teammates shouted in unison.

"Let's play! We're all here to watch you! Wang Xuechao waved his arm vigorously and shouted in high spirits.

"The brave are invincible!" Yan Yufeng shouted loudly.

"The brave are invincible!" All the twelve in unison and Tao.

The ball was in Lu Di's hand, and just like Yan Yufeng just now, he slowly walked across the half-court line, came to the half-court of the twelve, and came to Yan Yufeng's face.

Summer's words were still ringing in his ears, and the coach's expression was flashing in front of him, so helpless and powerless.

Summer seemed to be a teenager old, and said haggardly: "Lu Di, everything depends on you!" ”

Lu Di didn't know if he was nodding his head, and he didn't know how he took the ball, he almost subconsciously took the ball and came to Yan Yufeng.

The flickering cold glint in Yan Yufeng's eyes, the proud domineering like a needle, suddenly stabbed Lu Di's eyes, and also woke himself up, Lu Di suddenly remembered the dream he had had countless times, the dream that had made him nostalgic and yearning.

In the dream, I was fighting fiercely with a person, and I couldn't see that person's face clearly, but I could clearly feel his compelling momentum, as well as the excitement flowing in my heart.

It's you! Yan Yufeng!

Lu Di finally understood, and whispered.

What's the end?

I forgot!

Lu Di said to himself, his mind suddenly condensed, and his heart gradually quieted down, as if at this moment, the original Lu Di returned.

I'm not going to throw in the towel, never!

Yan Yufeng! I'm going to fight you until the last second!

Lu Di's dribbling action suddenly became faster, the ball moved rapidly between his feet, and with the movement of his hands, Lu Di's whole body shook, making it impossible to predict where he was going to break through next.

Yan Yufeng was the same, he could only try to lower his center of gravity, and his eyes looked at Lu Di's shoulders flickering slightly.

At this moment, Yan Yufeng's heart was not nervous, on the contrary, he was calm, he believed that he could prevent it, and he believed that he was the ultimate winner of this game.

Lu Di!

Come on! Let's duke it out!

Lu Di moved, just when the ball just bounced from the step to the right hand, his left foot suddenly lifted, straddled diagonally, and then his right foot violently exerted force, and in a short period of time, the speed exploded to the limit.

"Whew!" Yan Yufeng let out a loud roar, his left foot stepped horizontally, his right foot immediately followed the translation, and his left hand stretched out as hard as he could, blocking it.

The forces collide with each other and stir up dazzling sparks!

Can't stop it!

A thought flashed through Yan Yufeng's heart, and when the tips of his fingers reached Lu Di's hot and wet arm, he slid by, and he couldn't hold it!

Lu Di took another step and forcibly rushed under Yan Yufeng's arm, then hugged the basketball tightly in his arms with both hands, and took three steps to rush to the basket.

Xiang Jie and Gao Yuan frantically caught up, pressing over from both sides, ready to close the door to defend!

"Who can stop me!" Lu Di roared and rushed over bravely.

When Gao Yuan and Xiang Jie closed the door, Lu Di leaned over and squeezed hard from the middle, took the last step, and the exhausted Lu Di lifted the ball high and dialed it to the basket.

The ball grazed the rebound, then fell to the basket, spun around the basket, and once again miraculously turned the basketball that had been turned into most of the body, and finally leaned on the gap between the basket and the rebound, slowly shaking.

Summer's heart was about to jump out, and Wang Xuechao looked at the basketball with a pale face.

Lu Di sat under the basket and looked up at the basketball.

No one dared to speak, as if moving their mouths now would affect where the basketball was rolling.

Everyone stared at the trembling basketball, which side it rolled to would determine the life and death of one side, and there had never been a time when it was in such a spotlight.

Yan Yufeng stood there quietly, looking at the trembling basketball, his face expressionless.

The ball rolled slowly, trembling on the narrow and speechless basket and rebounding board.

The ball suddenly paused again, as if decided, and then fell without hesitation.

"Pat '''''''!" The ball bounced in front of Lu Di, and Lu Di looked at it blankly, this object that made him forget everything, taught himself everything, and constituted all the objects of life.

"Victory is ours!" Yan Yufeng shouted in a low voice, and then hugged the laughing night breeze and walked towards the rest seat.

In my ears, it seems that the sound of the referee blowing the timeout whistle still echoes.

Twelve seconds left, that's enough!

"Captain! Get up, you've done your best! Di Zhen stretched out his hand and squatted next to Lu Di.

"Am I trying?" Lu Di laughed miserably and looked at the basketball beside him.

"It's our bad luck, actually, you've done it, it's just, '''''''it's just that the god of victory hasn't favored us!" When Di Zhen said this, he couldn't go on anymore, and when he saw the basketball rolling down from the corner of the basket, his heart fell to pieces like the vase falling to the ground!

"Go, go back, listen to the coach's tactics!" Lu Di stood up and walked back alone.

Di Zhen looked at the captain's back in a daze, his steps were still firm, and his body was still straight.

"We're not going to lose!" Di Zhen whispered like an oath.

Cao Hui breathed a sigh of relief, but his brows furrowed tightly, and said, "What kind of tactical arrangement do you say will be carried out in the summer?" Foul? Or do you stick to overtime? ”

"Foul? Hum! No way! I bet I wouldn't dare to use this trick in the summer! Zhang Dong sneered.

Chen Dingjun also nodded, this is just a high school game, if you want to foul tactics, the ball must be punished by Yan Yufeng, with Yan Yufeng's performance, this is undoubtedly a point move.

And what's next?

In just a few seconds, it is impossible to shoot three points in the nine, so this tactic is absolutely impossible! Then, it is a dead defense, in such a short period of time, the ninth middle school will definitely carry out man-to-man defense, consuming the offensive time of the twelve, and in such a short period of time, it is difficult to score in the twelve.

"Do you want to play overtime?" Cao Hui couldn't help but ask.

"Maybe! Who can say for sure? Zhang Dong shook his head and said.

"Is Yan Yu the last vote?" Chen Dingjun muttered, as if he was asking himself, as if he was asking everyone.

Last Throw!

Will it really happen?

The question is on everyone's mind, is it really going to come up in a high school game?

Cao Hui is shaking his head, Zhang Dong is also shaking his head, Jiang Bo is also shaking his head, even Hu Weidong is shaking his head, everyone doesn't think this will happen, the last shot, will this shot that only appears in the NBA really appear here?

"Hold this ball well, don't make mistakes, hold steady!" Wang Xuechao was instructing the players.

"Coach! I have something to say! Yan Yufeng suddenly raised his hand.

"What?"

"Aren't we going to attack? Why hold on! ”

Wang Xuechao was stunned and said, "It is wisest to drag it to overtime!" ”

"No!" Yan Yufeng shouted.

"Yufeng!" Gao Yuan touched Yan Yufeng and wanted to stop him from talking any further.

"Coach, we have 12 seconds left, we have enough time to make an attack! Why drag it into overtime? Yan Yufeng ignored Gao Yuan and still shouted.

"Jiuzhong will definitely carry out man-to-man defense, and it is very difficult to score, so I decided not to shoot as much as possible, in case there is a mistake and is played by Jiuzhong to play a fast attack, then all the work will be wasted! Safety comes first! Wang Xuechao patiently explained that Yan Yufeng's mood can be understood, but at this point, every step is very critical, and stability is the most important!

"Coach, trust me, let me make this last shot!" Yan Yufeng's eyes flashed with a blazing light.

"Yufeng!" All of them are stunned!

The last vote, what a noble word!

"Let me solve the Ninth Middle School!" Yan Yufeng said with an extremely firm gaze.

Wang Xuechao was silent, and the eyes of every teammate looked at him in unison, and after half a sound, Wang Xuechao moved and said, "Okay!" Yan Yufeng came to shoot the last shot, remember, be sure to do a lot of running, cover for Yan Yufeng, and let him get the ball! ”

"I have a way!" Yan Yufeng, who was allowed, became excited and shouted loudly.

"Everyone has seen the NBA, then you should have seen such a scene, when the sideline ball is served, all the teammates are lined up, hugging together, and then when the referee's whistle sounds, four people will run out in four different directions, so that the opponent's man-to-man marking tactics are completely disrupted, so that the person who really wants to get the ball gets the ball and launches the final blow!" Yan Yufeng said quickly, while using his hand movements, he explained in detail to everyone.

"That's true, but we haven't used it! What if something goes wrong? What's more, I haven't practiced at all, how can I run! Xiang Jie shouted.

"As long as the shape is similar, the general position is on the free throw line, the big pillar to serve, the four of us stand together, I stand in the third position, plateau first, Xiang Jie second, Changfeng fourth, and so the referee's whistle sounds, plateau you run to the big pillar to do the first point, Xiang Jie, you run to the bottom line, do the second point, if Changfeng, you run to the half-court line, do the third point, and I, will follow the least people's defense there.

That is, at any point where there is no one in the ninth middle school to keep up with the defense, I will go there, Dazhu, don't worry, there is enough time, silently read the seconds in your heart, it really can't be done, just pass it to the person who is the most defenseless!

Do you understand? Yan Yufeng glanced at the four of them and asked.

"No problem!"

"Remember, start at the same time, don't go one by one, so that it won't have the effect of making the opponent panic!" Yan Yufeng advised.

"Yes, understood!"

"Toot!" The referee signaled that the timeout was up.

"Let's go, let's play!" Yan Yufeng slapped his palm, said calmly, and then ran into the court first.

Looking at Yan Yufeng's back, Wang Xuechao felt a strong feeling in his heart.

"He's not a thing in the pool! Looking at the way he looked just now, he was no different from a real coach! Shi Guang on the side sighed.

"It's so calm!" Wang Xuechao finally sighed, and looked at Yan Yufeng with deep eyes.

When everyone is in position, everyone is fluted, what kind of formation is this?

I saw Yan Yufeng's four people lined up in a dazzling line, standing on the free throw line.

The summer is flute, Hu Weidong is flute, Zhang Dong is also flute, and the audience is stupid!

"Isn't that what the NBA game looks like at the end of the day?" A spectator shouted.

Summer's brain was clouded, and he stood there like a bomb, all the defensive arrangements just now were useless, just like a candidate who had prepared for a night of math, only to find out that the test was actually English!

Di Zhen was dumbfounded, Yang Huo was dumbfounded, and even Lu Di was dumbfounded.

How can this be prevented? Is it like them, wrapping them in the middle?

It's simply impossible, and if one runs out, wouldn't it be the end?

"Toot!" The referee didn't care so much, and raised his hand to signal that the game was about to begin.

"Isn't it ugly for us to be like this!" Xiang Jie muttered in a low voice, which immediately caused a low scolding from the plateau in front of him.

"It's so empty!" Standing at the end, Ye Changfeng looked around and exclaimed, after such a long time of strict defense by the Ninth Middle School, this taste was exceptionally clear.

"Don't talk, you're about to serve! You ready? Yan Yufeng said in a low voice.

"Huh!" Xiang Jie suddenly laughed.

"Laughing at what?" Gao Yuan shouted angrily.

"We're standing here, like clowns, don't you see the eyes of the whole audience?" Xiang Jie immediately held back his laughter and replied in a low voice.

"Damn! Who's to say it isn't! Gao Yuan also scolded in a low voice, if the people in the ninth middle school all came around, it would be nothing, but the people in the ninth middle school seemed to be stupid, all of them stood scattered, and there was no intention of surrounding them at all, so that the four of you put on my shoulder, I leaned on your ass, and said that there was as much embarrassment as there was!

"Nothing, it's better this way!" Yan Yufeng also felt that the image was very unsightly, but the overlord was hard-bowed, so it could only be like this!

Seeing that the referee was about to blow the whistle, Lu Di was shocked and shouted: "All around, don't let anyone go!" ”

Five of the nine people suddenly gathered at the free throw line, and instantly surrounded Yan Yufeng and the four in the middle.

"Toot!" A whistle blows, and the final moment is finally here!

"Let's go!" Yan Yufeng let out a loud shout, and let go of the hands that hugged Xiang Jie, a posture that wanted to run up.

Plateau Hulala rushed to the sideline of the big pillar serve, and Xiang Jie also avoided the mountain of Yang Huo, shouting and running to the bottom line, because the night long wind was standing at the end, Yan Yufeng gave an order, and immediately ran to the midfield line, and Yan Yufeng.

He followed Xiang Jie almost at the same time, but after deceiving Di Zhen, he immediately beat him up again and ran towards the night wind.

Lu Di and the five people are completely stupid, they don't know who to chase at all, and the people set by the coach just now are now flying away like a flock of startled birds, so that you don't know which one to chase!

"Look at number 8!" Summer roared loudly from the sidelines.

Lu Di was startled, and immediately looked around, looking for Yan Yufeng's traces.

"Pick-and-roll!" Yan Yufeng shouted loudly.

Ye Changfeng immediately understood, and stood there horizontally with his hands on his chest, blocking Lu Di who was rushing in front of him.

Yan Yufeng slipped past Lu Di's hand like this, and with a cheer, Yan Yufeng opened his hand and shouted to the big pillar: "Give it to me!" ”

The ball finally came out and came steadily into Yan Yufeng's hands.

"Whew!" Yan Yufeng breathed a sigh of relief, held the ball in his arms, then kissed the basketball, then raised his head, looked at Lu Di with angry eyes, and said softly: "You're finished!" ”

"Come on!" Lu Di shouted.

At this time, because Yan Yufeng successfully caught the ball, the other teammates immediately returned to their original offensive positions, but everyone knew very well that this time, Yan Yufeng really couldn't pass the ball.

Destiny is in your hands!

Yan Yufeng took a deep breath and whispered, "I like this feeling!" ”

Time passes in a second, and there is not much time left for Yan Yufeng in the future, but this is just someone else's idea, for Yan Yufeng, this is already enough.

Stepping down and dribbling slowly approaching Lu Di, Yan Yufeng maintained a most tranquil posture, but Lu Di in front of him knew that behind this tranquility was about to be a lightning-fast attack.

Burst, or shoot?

Nobody knows!

The audience held their breath, everyone understood that now it was the most critical moment, and whether the Ninth Middle School could escape death depended on these few seconds!

Yan Yufeng's body suddenly arched, like a leopard, even his toes were poked up, the left hand holding the ball slapped the ball, and gently caught it, and then the hand slowly turned out.

This familiar action immediately reminded Lu Di.

This is the Yan Yufeng in the first quarter, he had nothing to say about the straight line speed change, at this critical time, Yan Yufeng took it out again.

Lu Di slowly retreated, this was not what he wanted, but Yan Yufeng's momentum forced him to instinctively feel that he had to retreat a few points to block this move.

If everything happens like common sense, then it's not called life, the same, if every move is exactly the same, then it's not Yan Yufeng.

No one underestimated Yan Yufeng, but no one could guess what Yan Yufeng should do next!

Yan Yufeng finally moved, and when he silently counted to the last third second in his heart, he understood that it was time to make a move.

As Lu Di thought, Yan Yufeng's left shoulder fell back, and then his right shoulder leaned forward violently, and then the left hand holding the ball dribbled to the right with the ball, and his left foot also stepped out at the same time.

That's right! It's on the right!

Lu Di screamed in his heart, his body leaned to the right violently, and his steps changed accordingly, and he took a step forward.

The forward posture suddenly stopped, and the ball that was about to be shot was tightly grasped by the left hand, and the right foot was flicked outward, and the left foot that stepped forward also stepped back at the same time.

Arching his body at this time, he held the ball firmly with his right hand, and then his bent feet also stood up, and he jumped up gently, and a very elegant shooting posture was displayed in the eyes of Lu Di, who was shocked.

There was no ability to reach out to cover it again, Lu Di hissed, and Yan Yufeng threw the ball.

Falling on the hard floor, in the eyes of all the people who stood up, Yan Yufeng straightened his chest, held his right hand high, his fingers were still standing in the air, and he bent his fingertips slightly, he pursed his lips and looked at the orange basketball that was tumbling and falling to the basket.

Fiery red color!

"Brush!"

What sound in the world could be more beautiful than this?

Turning around, Yan Yufeng didn't pay attention to Lu Di who fell to the ground, let alone look at the audience who covered their faces and wailed, but looked at the night long wind, Gao Yuan, Xiang Jie and others who were running towards him frantically, looking at the rest seat from a distance, ignoring the image, shouting, jumping Coach Wang Xuechao, looking at Qin Lan who was kneeling on the ground and crying with his face, and looking at all the teammates who were waving the towels in their hands, Yan Yufeng bloomed the most innocent smile, opened his hands, opened his chest, and stood there!

Come on! Let's enjoy this wonderful moment together!

Nine!

See you soon!

National competition, I'm coming!

Dominate Qin Huai

Great Qin Bingbing

2004-10-28

ps: It's been so long to update, I'm so sorry, the adaptation really makes my head big, there are a lot of things, but I finally finished writing the brave invincible.

In one word, tired!

Looking back at the entire brave chapter, the twists and turns in it and the time it took to write are too great, think about it, there is a month and a half! Khan, I'm so sorry for you!

Fortunately, you didn't abandon me, I can only say that it is my great Qin's luck to have you!

After writing this, I'm going to go back to VIP, which is what I agreed with the starting point, and I hope you can understand. Next, most of them are things about life, and I will introduce them one by one about Yan Yufeng's emotional problems that everyone is more concerned about. In addition, because I added a few chapters to the revised version, I added a lot of life things, but this can only be seen in the published book, which can be regarded as the difference between genuine and pirated versions!

I can only say that I can write hard when I update now, and I will write when I have time, I hope you will wait! Alas, waiting again! Actually, I'm depressed myself, I don't want to say these 2 words, but I can't help it, that's the case!

I'm about to graduate, and there are so many things to do, I hope you'll forgive me!

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