Winner Takes All (5)

Yan Yufeng walked up to the field and suddenly patted Zhai Yong who was walking in front, Zhai Yong turned around and said, "What? ”

"You're good at three points?" Yan Yufeng asked.

"Closer than you!" Zhai Yong blinked, Zhai Yong was still very sure of his three points, but he was also the number one marksman in that school when he was in junior high school.

"Oh, that's good, I'll help you attract Qi Heng who is defending you, and then pass the ball to you, tell you, pass five, you can't score three, you have to admit punishment!" Yan Yufeng thought for a while, stared at Zhai Yong and said seriously.

Zhai Yong paused, and immediately understood what Yan Yufeng meant, after being injured on the plateau, there was only one scoring point left for Yan Yufeng in the team, if he could let himself score, it would naturally reduce the pressure on Yan Yufeng alone, nodded, and said seriously: "Don't worry, as long as you pass it, I can enter!" ”

"Is that true?" Yan Yufeng's eyes flashed.

Zhai Yong was surprised by the sudden burst of light in Yan Yufeng's eyes, but he still nodded, stretched out his hand and said, "As long as you give it to me, there is no one within two meters in front of me, I can enter!" ”

"Good!" Yan Yufeng said yes in a deep voice, then turned around and walked away!

After some fierce defense, the 12th Middle School finally did not let Tiegang score another point, Cao Tao grabbed the rebound, stretched out his hand and was about to pass to Zhai Yong, but Yan Yufeng took the first step and reached out to him to ask for the ball.

Cao Tao paused, but after seeing Zhai Yong's eyes, he immediately passed the ball to Yan Yufeng.

Yan Yufeng took the ball and beckoned his teammates to quickly pass the half, and slowly brought it forward.

When all his teammates stood up, Yan Yufeng just came to the top arc of the three-point line.

Fan Xing immediately took precautions, Yan Yufeng glanced at him, his eyes were full of the taste of challenge, and he suddenly understood in his heart that in fact, the No. 9 iron and steel substitute SG in front of him was also a person who was overwhelmed by the night long wind, and this opportunity finally came, so he naturally had to redouble his efforts.

It's a pity that you ran into me!

Yan Yufeng suddenly accelerated and transported horizontally to the left.

And Zhai Yong immediately ran to the left, and Qi Heng behind him followed closely.

Yan Yufeng paused, and when Zhai Yongyi and himself staggered by, he suddenly rushed inward, Fan Xing was caught off guard, shouted, took a step back, and then immediately leaned towards Yan Yufeng.

Qi Heng, who was defending Zhai Yong, was immediately attracted by Yan Yufeng's breakthrough, and when he saw that Yan Yufeng was facing away from him, a thought flashed in his heart, and he immediately gave up Zhai Yong, who was still running towards the bottom line, and reached out to Yan Yufeng's hand holding the ball.

Yan Yufeng had already felt Qi Heng approaching behind him, and he didn't know the little flower intestine in his heart, facing Fan Xing, he shook his body and changed direction, and went diagonally on the right side.

Qi Heng suddenly felt that Yan Yufeng ran away, how could he give up like this, shouted, and sandwiched Fan Xing who was thrown away.

Yan Yufeng braked again, suddenly jumped up, didn't look at his eyes, didn't shake his head, and threw the ball to the left bottom line.

Qi Heng turned his head to see that Zhai Yong, the person he was going to defend, had already prepared everything, caught the ball steadily, looked at the three-point line under his feet, and jumped up and shot easily.

With a roar, Qi Heng had no other way, and watched Zhai Yong throw the ball.

"Orbital!" The ball smashed on the inside of the basket, bounced out again, and was grabbed by Ou Yangming, who had already been prepared.

"Damn!" Zhai Yong stomped his foot and slapped his hand fiercely.

"It's okay, just fight like that!" Yan Yufeng patted the remorseful Zhai Yong and said.

Zhai Yong ran back with Yan Yufeng, and said, "I haven't voted for a long time, and my hand is raw!" ”

"It's okay, there are still more opportunities, and there is still a minute and a half left!" Yan Yufeng looked up at the game table and said.

"Yay!" Ou Yangming waved his hand, and finally scored 2 points in front of Cao Tao, and looked up at the scoreboard.

22 to 18.

Finally close the score!

Yan Yufeng still carried the ball through the half court by himself, did not pass the ball to anyone, faced Fan Xing again, deceived very easily, took a step faster, stepped in, a tempting dribble, and once again made Qi Heng, who was running around Zhai Yong next to him, moved, turned around and went to Yan Yufeng fiercely.

With a horizontal turn, Yan Yufeng continued to take a step inside, turned around and jumped up, and passed the ball out again.

Zhai Yong stood there, while marveling at Yan Yufeng's overall view was so extraordinary, he didn't need to look at it to know where he was standing, while catching the pass, there was no one within a radius of three meters, he jumped up gently, and the ball rolled towards the blue basket, and Zhai Yong still maintained the original shooting action after landing, raising his right hand, looking at the basketball flying towards the basket with confidence.

"Huh!"

Hollow into the net.

25 to 18.

Zhai Yong cheered, and ran towards Yan Yufeng with the applause of the audience.

Hitting each other's palms, Zhai Yong shouted a little proudly: "Accurate!" ”

"It's not up to Yan Yufeng to pass it on well!" Li Feng next to him ran over and hit Zhai Yong mercilessly,

"You're '''''''!" Zhai Yong narrowed his eyes and chased after Li Feng.

Yan Yufeng shook his head with a smile, raised his hand with Wang Xuechao, who was standing in the distance, and then slowly ran back.

Shi Guang next to him couldn't help but sigh: "How excellent! It makes people's hearts tremble when they see it! ”

Wang Xuechao's face was full of pride and said: "That's right! I'm glad I found him and brought him to the varsity team! Scoring, assisting, stealing, anything! And did you find it, he gradually revealed a leadership demeanor, look at Zhai Yong, Li Feng, these sophomores, juniors, who would be unwilling because Yan Yufeng was just a freshman in high school? I don't think anyone on the team would have that idea right now! ”

Shi Guang nodded and said, "A leader who makes the twelve rise is about to appear!" ”

Wang Xuechao took a step forward with excitement and said, "I'm starting to look forward to the championship!" You're there, old stone! ”

Shi Guang looked at Wang Xuechao's always calm face and lacked excitement, and couldn't help laughing: "I have had this idea for a long time!" ”

"Haha''''''!" The two partners laughed out loud.

Qin Lan touched the plateau next to him, where his feet were chilled, and said, "What are the coaches laughing at?" ”

"What else can you laugh at, Yan Yufengbei!" Gao Yuan smiled and said lightly.

"He? Why laugh at him! Qin Lan didn't understand what Gao Yuan meant.

"Oh, it's a mistake, it's the coaches who are happy that they have picked up the treasure of Yan Yufeng, hehe! I'm also very happy to have such teammates, haha, why worry about not making a big deal happen? Gao Yuan looked at Yan Yufeng, who was directing his teammates to defend the field, and couldn't help but smile.

"Oh'''''''!" Qin Lan finally understood, and looked at Yan Yufeng who was running the field.

Yan Yufeng forcibly entered the basket, forcing the three of them to give up everything and sandwich them over.

Yan Yufeng jumped up suddenly, made a gesture to the basket to make a layup, dodged Ou Yangming's big hand in the air, shouted, and went out again in the opposite direction.

Zhai Yong just shook it, Qi Heng, who was focusing on Yan Yufeng, shook it off, caught the basketball that flew out, adjusted his body posture slightly, jumped lightly, and the ball flew out from outside the three-point line again and shot towards the basket.

"Brush!"

Zhai Yong jumped away excitedly, and shouted loudly to Qi Heng, who was standing there in frustration.

28 to 18.

Everyone was stunned when they saw the score.

The twelfth middle school actually pulled down the iron and steel by 10 points!!

"It's unimaginable, less than 30 seconds after the end of the plateau, the main organization guard No. 5 Zhai Yong in the 12th Middle School suddenly broke out, connected with No. 8 Yan Yufeng two wonderful passes, and hit outside the three-point line!! I actually pulled away the iron steel very much!! Golden Mouth glared at the scoreboard and muttered.

"The strength of the twelfth middle school is terrible, after the plateau is over, there are still people who stand up and can score points! It seems that the 12th Middle School is very strong to win the championship this year! Tiekou immediately made a bold prediction according to the situation!

The rest seat of the twelfth middle school was already full of jubilation, Li Feng and Cao Tao hugged Zhai Yong in their arms and shouted loudly.

A hand appeared and pulled the three of them away, Li Feng and the three of them turned their heads to look, Yan Yufeng stood behind, and said with a serious face: "The first quarter of the game is not over yet!" It's never too late to be happy after the fight! ”

The three of them immediately came to their senses, clapped their hands with a smile, and ran to their respective positions.

Gao Yuan laughed when he saw this scene, and shouted to Wang Xuechao: "Coach, I think let Yan Yufeng be the second captain, their group is more afraid of him than me!" ”

No one will doubt that Gao Yuan is jealous when he says this, from the beginning of the league to the present, Yan Yufeng's performance and style in every game have made everyone further realize the crazy and rational side of this No. 8 boy, he can become crazy for Han Dazhu's injury, he can also stand up bravely after Gao Yuan was injured, and make his due contribution to his teammates, he can rationally make everyone sober when everyone is crazy!

Let him captain, no one complains!

Hu Weihai looked at the score table with a smile, this is impossible, impossible!

Unexpectedly, before the end of the first quarter, Tie Gang was cut down by 28 points!!

Even against the powerful second midfield, it is impossible for Tie Gang to lose so many points in the first quarter!

"Damn it! What are you all doing! ”

Hu Weihai was angry for the first time during the game!

None of the team members dared to speak, and there was a dead silence on the rest bench of Iron and Steel.

"Coach, let me go up and defend No. 8! They can't stop it! After being silent for a long time, the night wind finally spoke.

"No, there are more than thirty seconds left before the first quarter of the game is over, and it won't make a difference if you go up now!" Hu Weihai waved his hand and rejected Ye Changfeng's request.

The night breeze was speechless, and he sat there, lonely looking at the No. 8 on the field that was shaking from time to time.

No. 8 is getting bigger and bigger in his eyes, almost pressing in front of him, he suddenly feels so bored and wants to breathe, the night wind coughs uncomfortably, and Yan next to him immediately nervously handed over a glass of water.

Ye Changfeng waved his hand, didn't look at Yan, his eyes were still looking at the field, but his mind had already wandered.

"I think you need to understand one thing, you can't stop me!"

Yan Yufeng's words suddenly echoed in his ears.

I can't stop you, I can't stop you, I can't prevent you''''''''''!

Night Wind strangely combined anger and frustration, boiling uncomfortably in his chest.

I can't fail like this, I'm the best SG in Beiyang!

Ye Changfeng slammed his hand on his leg fiercely, and he was so shocked that Yan who had been worried next to him exclaimed.

Ye Changfeng stood up and looked at Yan Yufeng, who had already dribbled and attacked, and his eyes once again burst into a feverish light.

I'm going to try again, I won't lose to you!

Night Changfeng's eyes were staring at Yan Yufeng's body like electricity.

Yan Yufeng naturally didn't feel that there was another person outside the court looking at him with such angry eyes, he only knew that he would score two more points and enter the 30-point mark! Completely shattered the morale of iron and steel.

Looking at the schedule, there are 13 seconds left.

A slight smile appeared at the corner of Yan Yufeng's mouth.

"The first quarter is almost over! What does he want to do? Piggy, who was sitting in the stands, asked.

"He's going to completely crush the morale of Iron and Steel!" Sun Ming looked at Yan Yufeng, who was constantly wandering on the field, and said.

"Really? But it's running out of time! Fang Xiang said worriedly.

"Enough time, let's watch!" Sun Ming is always full of confidence in Yan Yufeng, he will score goals, he will use all means to fight the enemy, his wisdom on the court is so surprising, completely different from real life, especially in love, thinking of this, Sun Ming couldn't help but show a funny look at the corner of his mouth.

Fan Xing felt that the first quarter of the game was about to end, and seeing Yan Yufeng still walking on the outside, his nervous mood gradually relaxed.

Yan Yufeng glanced at Fan Xing, only to see that his body slowly stood up straight, obviously relaxed.

"Let you know what regret is!" Yan Yufeng suddenly accelerated, shook off Fan Xing, who was focused on his upper body, and bravely entered the inner line.

Two thoughts flashed through Ou Yangming's mind under the basket on the right side.

Is he going to do what he wants?

Or do you score it yourself?

After hesitating, he suddenly saw Yan Yufeng look at the outside line, and suddenly made a decision in his heart, and ran out with a brush, looking for Zhai Yong who was standing outside the line.

One more step of dribbling, and finally crossed the free throw line and came to the three-second zone.

Long Fei shouted, at this time, he felt that he couldn't lose any more points, but he didn't do his best, because Yan Yufeng had already killed three times like this, and he passed the ball out three times, and his habitual surname told him that he would pass the ball this time.

You because I can pass the ball?

Yan Yufeng shouted, facing Long Fei, who was 1.92 meters shorter, and was not afraid of anything because he was five centimeters shorter, with his strong explosive power, he jumped up in front of Long Fei, in the air, Yan Yufeng forcibly twisted his body, and Long Fei in the air passed by, took a deep breath, Yan Yufeng paused in the air, grabbed the ball with his raised right hand and danced a small half circle, avoiding Long Fei's sealed hands, and then slowly went to the basket.

Long Fei fell to the ground heavily, turned his head to look, and was surprised to see that Yan Yufeng was still flying forward in the air, and his mind and will couldn't help but collapse on the spot!

With this force, Yan Yufeng pushed the ball in his hand to the basket, and then slowly fell.

"Bell!"

The gong of the first quarter of the game sounded.

The basketball fell, fell to the ground and bounced briskly.

The scoreboard on the east side flickered.

30 to 18.

Yan Yufeng didn't speak, but just raised his hand to the plateau on the rest seat in the distance, and proudly walked out of the half of the iron and steel.

A golden light suddenly appeared in front of Hu Weihai's eyes, and his body couldn't help shaking.

12 points!

It was 12 points ahead of our iron and steel!!

"I bet that No. 8 Yan Yufeng's stay time is definitely more than one second!" Jinzui was watching the replay in slow motion, and couldn't help but shout loudly.

"I absolutely support this, just now the team members of Tiegang jumped half a beat behind No. 8 Yan Yufeng, and they actually fell down before Yan Yufeng, which is amazing! Unthinkable! Tiekou felt that today was commenting on a national-level game, not a municipal-level high school basketball game, and the praise vocabulary he had mastered had already been used up, and suddenly, Tiekou found that for No. 8 Yan Yufeng, any conceivable words of praise could not describe his performance in this section, indescribable!

"Slow motion in slow motion!" Fang Xiang looked at the slow-motion playback on the big screen and muttered to himself.

"Handsome!" Sun Ming shouted happily, leaned back on his seat, turned his head to look at the people around him who were fascinated, and shouted, "Is it handsome?" ”

"Handsome!" Everyone replied with a smile.

"Yan Yufeng, Yan Yufeng, Yan Yufeng'''''''''''!" Sun Ming took the lead and shouted.

Immediately, the people around them began to shout in unison, and after a few seconds, the audience began to shout.

The technical statistics of No. 8 Yan Yufeng in the first quarter suddenly appeared on the screen: 10 points, 4 rebounds, and 4 assists.

“mvp，mvp，```````````！” The audience immediately burst into frantic shouts.

Yan Yufeng looked at the audience and the shouts in unison with some surprise, suddenly his mood surged, he roared loudly, stood in the middle circle, and raised his right hand.

King!

Absolute king!

Ye Changfeng suddenly felt as if he had been hit in the heart by a giant hammer, and took a few steps back, looking at Yan Yufeng who was standing in the center with a dead face.

Hu Weihai Yuguang saw the uncomfortable expression of the night long wind, his heart was gloomy, and he whispered in his mouth: "If it is a metaphor, how can it be bright?" ”

"Yay!" Gao Yuan sat on the chair, clapped his hands with Yan Yufeng who came over excitedly, and laughed: "I'm right, the audience has started cheering for you!" It feels good! ”

Yan Yufeng's face lacked a pale blood red that surged up because of excitement, and he looked even more handsome under his wet hair and sweat left on his face from time to time, and Qin Lan, who was watching from the side, was suddenly stunned.

"Sort of!" Yan Yufeng held back the excitement in his heart and said.

After turning his head and encouraging each teammate, he came to Wang Xuechao and said, "Coach, we won't lose!" ”

"Well, take a break and get ready for the next game!" Wang Xuechao looked at Yan Yufeng's proud eyes, felt the confidence in his heart, nodded his head, and said.

How nice it is to be young! Vigorous!

Looking at the happy smiles of each team member and the laughter and scolding of each other, Wang Xuechao thought with relief.

"Coach, please let me play in the second quarter!" Night Wind whispered.

Hu Weihai stood there silent.

"Do you remember how the last game was played?" Hu Weihai said suddenly.

The players were silent, and in the last game, they beat Chengnan Middle School insincerely, and the third quarter of the game was decided, and finally returned with a score of 36 points.

Now that the coach opened his mouth to talk about this, thinking of the miserable appearance of being pulled down by 12 points in the 12th middle school now, every iron and steel player was extremely ashamed.

"How did you fight last time, how you fight today, I don't want to talk about any more tactics, a good player knows how to fight!" Hu Weihai said, his mind flashed the performance of No. 8 Yan Yufeng in the twelve.

He's a conductor!

Excellent conductor!

Twelve finally has his soul figure.

"The other party is just an 8, did he defeat Tiegang, one of the top three in Beiyang's history? What else are you talking about competing for the championship with the second middle school?? Get out of your spirits! Two people go to bag No. 8! Strangled him, even if there were more three-pointers in the twelve, it would be useless! Do you understand? I'm sure you guys will do better! Bring out all your strength! Don't let people see the jokes. Hu Weihai glanced at the frustrated faces of all the team members and shouted loudly.

Gradually, the players slowly raised their heads, looked at the coach's believing expression, and finally stopped being depressed, looked at each other, and felt the anger aroused by their humiliation.

"Go on the field, play with the momentum of iron and steel!" Hu Weihai shouted.

I have never done this, use words to stimulate the players, every game is arranged with careful tactics to arrange each game, I am like a conductor, calmly, how can it be like today!

They were all forced out by the 8th!

Hu Weihai couldn't help but turn his head to look at Yan Yufeng, who had already played, standing with his waist crossed in his half, chatting with the team members, and wailed in his heart, why didn't Tiegang have such a player?

"Toot!" The referee blew the whistle for the second quarter of the game.

The iron and steel players walked to the field one after another, and Hu Weihai patted the night breeze, and the latter looked at the coach fixedly.

"Go ahead, show all your strength, don't let yourself regret it later!" Hu Weihai can only encourage Ye Changfeng in this way, and see if Ye Changfeng can arouse a super good state and fight to the death with Yan Yufeng.

"Yes!" Night Changfeng nodded his head in a low voice and affirmatively, and stepped into the field with his head held high.

In the next game, the situation changed abruptly, and Tiegang, under the leadership of captain Ou Yangming, began a crazy attack, blocking and rubbing, running and cutting, and the marking suddenly turned into joint defense, under the attack and defense, even Yan Yufeng was a little beaten to the point that he couldn't figure it out.

"Good shot! Ou Yangming took the ball straight to the basket, and after attracting two 12 defenders, he suddenly passed the ball to Ye Changfeng who appeared on the fast horse, Ye Changfeng didn't have any tricks, jumped up to the basket, not only scored but was also fouled by Li Feng, the main force of the 12th Middle School. It looks like the twelfth middle school is going to be replaced! Tiekou quickly explained.

At the beginning of the second quarter, Tie Gang's fighting spirit rose suddenly, and under the leadership of Captain Ou Yangming, he played a wave of 7-0 small **, oh, Ye Changfeng scored the ball very steadily. I was wrong, it should be a wave of 8-0 small **! Golden Mouth exclaimed.

30 to 26.

"Toot!"

The twelfth middle school urgently asked for a timeout.

Wang Xuechao stared at the players who were panting, his brows were tightened, he still underestimated the strength of Tiegang, less than three minutes after the second quarter of the game, Tiegang's style of play suddenly became fierce, not only offensively, but also very strong defensively.

Glancing at Yan Yufeng, who was panting heavily, he sighed, ran widely, and Yan Yufeng, who took on the task of organizing, attacking and defending, could not be a superman, and in just a few minutes, he could already see that he was tired.

"Can you stand it?" Wang Xuechao said in a low voice.

Yan Yufeng raised his head, looked at the concerned and worried looks of Wang Xuechao and his teammates, tried to show a smile on his face, and said, "No problem!" ”

Qin Lan looked at the handsome face covered with sweat, her eyes were wet, don't look over.

Gao Yuan looked at his feet and lowered his head depressedly.

"Come on! Now that iron and steel have broken out, we can't show weakness and teach this group of guys who are still delusional about victory a good lesson? Yan Yufeng stood up straight and said encouragingly.

"Yes!" Everyone responded in unison.

"Xiang Jie, you go!" Wang Xuechao glanced at Xiang Jiedao, who couldn't wait.

Xiang Jie was overjoyed and stood up, just now when he saw Li Feng being signaled by the referee to commit a third foul, he knew that he was about to play, but when he really said it from the coach's mouth, he was naturally another joy.

"Go fight well and help Yan Yufeng!" Wang Xuechao patted Xiang Jie's shoulder and said meaningfully.

Xiang Jie turned his head to see Yan Yufeng's trusting smile, and nodded solemnly.

"Go up! Well done! It's up to you to make it to the finals! Wang Xuechao shouted.

"The brave are invincible!" Gao Yuan, who was sitting in a chair, suddenly shouted.

Everyone looked back, and their captain looked at everyone with a passionate face.

"The brave are invincible!" A shout erupted from the twelve.

Yan Yufeng shook off the long wind of the night, broke into the inside line, made a layup, his body was short, and he passed the ball to Xiang Jie who suddenly came in from the outside with a low hand.

Xiang Jie did not hesitate, took the ball and jumped up in two steps, relying on his height of 1.95 meters, and smashed the ball into the basket.

32 to 26

"Damn!" Yan Yufeng shouted for the first time, and hit Xiang Jie's body with his chest up.

"I'm not only here to help you, but also to make my name!" Xiang Jie looked at Yan Yufeng with wide eyes and shouted loudly.

"Come on! Let's defeat Iron Steel together! Yan Yufeng patted Xiang Jie's shoulder vigorously and shouted happily.

The night long wind changed direction twice, and finally threw away Yan Yufeng, who was a little physically weak, and strode into the inner line, jumped up and changed hands to dial the ball into the net.

32 to 28.

The score was not pulled away again.

"Wonderful, wonderful! Ye Changfeng didn't give up, he was still fighting high, he was Tie Gang's ultimate weapon, he had already scored 20 points! Jinzui said in amazement at the goal of the night wind just now.

"That's right, the duel between the rookie kings continues! I can be sure that whichever team wins the game will win the title of the best rookie king in Beiyang today! Tiekou made another assertion.

Yan Yufeng crossed his waist and looked at the back of Ye Changfeng with some surprise.

It's really not easy for this kid to give up, it's all like this, and he can still get up, hehe! It's a bit of a headache.

Yan Yufeng reluctantly entered the inner line, and after attracting the attention of the two, he passed the ball out again, this time, Qi Heng was not fooled, he pulled the ball off from Zhai Yong, who just wanted to catch the ball, and strode forward.

There was no way, when Zhai Yong accelerated to catch up, he had already found that Qi Heng was running away at full speed.

32 to 30.

Wang Xuechao closed his eyes in frustration, the 12-point advantage disappeared in an instant, it's too cruel!

"Believe in Yan Yufeng, believe in him!" Takahara sat in a chair and shouted.

Wang Xuechao turned his head in surprise, looked at Gao Yuan's confidence on his face, and did not speak.

"He'll have a way!" Gao Yuan said affirmatively, looking at Yan Yufeng in the distance.

Yan Yufeng gasped for breath, looking at the cheerful celebration of Qi Heng and his teammates who came back, he suddenly smiled and shook his head.

There's no way, I have to show my real skills, I really don't want to show it! I originally thought of using it for the finals, but it doesn't seem to work!

Night Long Wind, you are really good, you actually forced me to move seriously.

Yan Yufeng shouted loudly and beckoned Zhai Yong and Xiang Jie over.

Both of them were sweaty and slightly depressed on their faces.

"Give me the ball, Xiang Jie, you have to get stuck with Cao Tao on the rebound! Always ready to rush for rebounds! ”

"Yan Yufeng, what do you want to do?" Zhai Yong asked as he gasped.

"Something real!" Yan Yufeng smiled faintly, turned around and walked away.

Hu Weihai suddenly became alert, standing on the sidelines and staring at No. 8.

He ''''' how did he run into the inside?

He's SG! It's not a big forward! What is he doing on the inside?

Yan Yufeng gave him the answer!

Yan Yufeng stood steadily and stuck Ou Yangming behind him, although he was a few lines lower than himself, but Ou Yangming felt as if he had touched a mountain, and it was difficult to take a step forward.

The ball fell in.

Yan Yufeng caught the ball with one hand with his right hand, leaned on Ou Yangming behind him, slapped it twice on the ground, and carried it inward step by step, jumping lightly with his feet.

Ou Yangming felt the powerful power bursting out of Yan Yufeng's body, his right hand was pressed against Yan Yufeng's back, his feet were separated, one foot was stuck in Yan Yufeng's buttocks in front, and the other foot was half-bent to the ground, in order to resist the powerful force of Yan Yufeng's attack.

Yan Yufeng suddenly hugged the ball, but Ou Yangming behind him couldn't see it, he shook left and right, and suddenly turned half of his body with his right foot as the central axis, took a step back with his left foot, and suddenly jumped with his right foot, and then his left foot, and the whole body naturally leaned back slightly.

Ou Yangming, who suddenly lost his strength, suddenly felt that his front was empty, and then saw that Yan Yufeng had turned around and jumped up.

"If you want to shoot, no way!" Ou Yangming couldn't let a person of 1.87 meters shoot in front of him, shouted loudly, took a big step forward, stretched out his body as much as he could, and threw himself towards Yan Yufeng.

Gradually, he got closer to Yan Yufeng, and his hand got closer and closer to the basketball, but Ou Yangming was surprised to find that Yan Yufeng and the basketball were still retreating in front of his eyes.

Impossible, impossible!

He has fallen down weakly, and what about Yan Yufeng?

He seems to be the darling of time forever, always a friend of the wind, why does everyone look at him, he falls so slowly, why does everyone look at him, he is like being gently supported by the wind and flying?

The ball finally came out of Yan Yufeng's hand at the moment after Ouyang Ming fell, and under such an inclination, the ball rolled out of a beautiful arc and fell towards the basket with such a strong inclination.

"Brush!"

Sounds better than any other moment.

34 to 30.

Yan Yufeng fell gently, took a step backwards, raised his right hand, and stood there like a noble swan, all the people held their breath and looked at Yan Yufeng who was standing proudly.

I think that at that moment, Yan Yufeng's proud figure will forever be embedded in the minds and hearts of all the 9,000 spectators present.

This was Sun Ming's first thought after seeing the ball.

"Step-back jumper! It's so beautiful! There are no words to describe it! Such a large arc, such a stretching movement, so natural! Under the full force of Ouyang Ming, the soul of iron and steel, he still looks so pale! No. 8 Yan Yufeng, who are you? Golden Mouth stood up and shouted loudly.

"How are you going to defend me?" Yan Yufeng walked up to Ou Yangming, who was standing there, and said softly.

"Yay!"

There was a cheerful shout behind him, Zhai Yong hugged Yan Yufeng and shouted happily.

"What are you happy about?" Yan Yufeng looked at Zhai Yong with some amusement.

"Handsome is dead! I thought I saw Jordan! Zhai Yong shouted excitedly, still holding Yan Yufeng.

“`````````！” Yan Yufeng was speechless, paused and immediately shouted: "There is still a competition!" You let it go! ”

Ye Changfeng stood there, not moving, he was still there just now, so the fighting spirit was thrown at Yan Yufeng, and it was gone in an instant, he couldn't beat him, he really couldn't beat him.

Night Changfeng's eyes were full of words of failure, and in a daze, Night Changfeng sat on the ground weakly.

Tiegang's rest seat was silent, and after a while, Hu Weihai groaned in a low voice: "How many things does he still have to take out?" ”

"Good boy! Finally learned this trick! Ha ha! After being silent, Wang Xuechao finally laughed out loud.

The game continued, Yan Yufeng frequently stood on the inside line, in the case of reduced physical strength, Yan Yufeng singled the basket, if someone came to defend, he immediately passed the ball out, and Zhai Yong shot three points on the outside.

From time to time, with the cooperation of Xiang Jie and the backing of Cao Tao, Yan Yufeng led the 12th Middle School to play a wave of 10 to 3!

"Toot!" The referee blew the whistle for the second quarter, and next to the depressed and grim-faced steelmakers, the mid-12 players returned to their benches like a group of victorious warriors.

Takahara glanced at the scoreboard: 44-33.

With a smile on his face, he beckoned to Yan Yufeng and handed him a glass of water with his own hands.

"Well done!"

That's the only thing that can be said about the plateau.

"Yes!" Yan Yufeng gulped down the water and replied vaguely.

"If we try a little harder in the second half, as long as we can open up a 20-point gap, we will win!" The plateau is like a refueling road.

"I think they're going to surrender soon!" Yan Yufeng tilted his head, looked at Tiegang's dead rest seat, and smiled confidently in a low voice.

"Heal your injuries, we're going to challenge the second middle school!" Yan Yufeng looked at the plateau and said with a smile.

"Yes!" Gao Yuan looked at the tired Yan Yufeng, his eyes were hot, he answered in a low voice, and patted Yan Yufeng's shoulder speechlessly.

The winner is king

Great Qin Bingbing

2004.7.4

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