"Hello everyone, I'm Jiang Bo, and now I'm broadcasting for you the finals of the South Region of the National Nike Cup Men's Basketball High School League, and the two sides are the basketball team of Nanyang Model High School against the basketball team from Beiyang No. 12 Middle School in Jiangsu!" Jiang Bo, who was sitting in the sports live broadcast room of Shanghai Oriental TV, said skillfully.

Jiang Bo is still happy that he came to broadcast this game live, after all, he is a newcomer, and he can use this opportunity to let more people use the TV to recognize him, but what makes him a little dissatisfied is that the weight of this game is a bit light, according to the current ratings, it can be found that now Shanghai is only 6.32, and there are even fewer from other places.

However, disappointed to disappointed, Jiang Bo was still determined to play his role well, he turned to the guest sitting next to him, Li Yao, who is also the editor-in-chief of the Oriental News Sports Channel, and said: "Mr. Li, do you have any thoughts on this game that is about to start?" ”

Li Yao made up his mind, this time he came to be a guest, it was not his own volition, it should be said that because of a certain level of relationship, someone came to make a trust by himself, and the target was not Nanyang Model Middle School, but it was its opponent, an unknown team, Beiyang No. 12 Middle School.

However, relying on the temporary make-up class in the past few days, he still has a certain understanding of this team, he knows what he should say, Li Yao took over after Jiang Bo finished speaking, and said: "These two teams, the characteristics are not the same, Nanyang relies on every point of outstanding performance, but Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, but it relies on the role of star players to win the game, this team, the reason why this year's Nike Cup has sprung up, It also depends on the core player of their team, No. 8 Yan Yufeng's personal excellent individual scoring ability, to achieve the current results, so, in my opinion, now, if No. 8 Yan Yufeng plays well, Nanyang will be in trouble, but if it is suppressed by Nanyang, then Beiyang will be in danger! ”

"Yes! No. 8 Yan Yufeng, I have also seen some of his information, he is indeed a very good scorer, he plays the position of small forward, the score of each game, is on 20, and in other aspects, he has performed extremely well, of course, we can't forget that it has been two years of MVP in the South District, how much energy Shan Yu has. Jiang Bo gushed about what he had made up as early as last night, and said quickly.

"Neither team has an inside line, they just fight to score outside, so it can be said that it must be a great battle!" Jiang Bo said in the end, not forgetting his own business, and added another sentence.

Just when the two were sitting in the live broadcast room chatting, the first ** in the Luwan Stadium also came, because the two teams had already begun to play and carry out some pre-game preparations.

"Whoa! The two teams warmed up! Zhang Meng, who was sitting a little bored, touched Liu Xiaoyu, who was already lying there napping, and told.

"Oh! Is it? Liu Xiaoyu propped up the chair with both hands, sat up a little straighter, looked at the black and blue on the field, and said lazily.

"Sure enough, the height of the southern district is still at this level, haha!" Jin Dazhi next to him said with a mocking tone.

"Well, the southern team relies on the cooperation between the groups and the precision of the outside line, which is their characteristic!" Zhang Meng added, and I don't know if he was against Dazhi or coaxed together.

Liu Xiaoyu looked at Shan Yu who was shooting on the court, he was still the same, in fact, he still admired him, he had a good sense of the ball, the hit rate was amazingly high, and the running position was unique, if it weren't for the overall height gap, in fact, Nanyang, it would still be quite difficult to play.

But basketball is so cruel, skill alone does not mean anything, height and skill are king.

Thinking of this, Liu Xiaoyu couldn't help but look at the opposite side again, the group of guys from Yanjing No. 42 Middle School sitting in the stands opposite were giggling and didn't know what they were talking about, Liu Xiaoyu also saw his biggest opponent Han Shuo, as if he was knocking melon seeds there, he couldn't help sneering, and said in his heart: It's so leisurely, I turned around and said to Zhang Meng: "Mengzi, go buy some melon seeds!" ”

"How can you knock?" Zhang Meng was skeptical.

"Why can't you just throw it in your bag after knocking it out? Go, I'm waiting for you here! Liu Xiaoyu urged silently.

"Make no mistake!" Zhang Meng stood up and muttered in his heart: Isn't Yuzi rarely knocking melon seeds? Why did you knock it again today?

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"Han Shuo, guess what the score is today?" Ge Hui stopped laughing with his teammates, suddenly turned around, and asked Han Shuo, who was knocking melon seeds.

"Anyway, it shouldn't be low, the southern team, it's not good in defense, it's all open to play, and the score is rising fast!" Han Shuo didn't think about it, and said casually.

"Guess who wins!" Ge Hui asked again.

"Nanyang! Shan Yu is good, although he has never fought with him, but what can make Liu Xiaoyu think about it should not be bad! Han Shuo replied nonchalantly.

"Oh, how much do you think you can get with the highest score?" Ge Hui asked again.

Han Shuo was a little impatient and said, "Why do you have so many questions today?" ”

Ge Hui was a little embarrassed and said, "We are making a bet, predict today's result, and if we lose, please have a supper at night!" ”

"Oh, then you can write as I say! Just remember me for a copy at night! Han Shuo continued to knock on the melon seeds, while casually commanding.

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Both sides were practicing the ball, and the NATT cheerleaders sat quietly on the back side of the hoop, accustomed to watching the players warming up on the court.

Yilin was touched by her good sister Huaiyin, "Yilin, do you see, I found that there are many handsome guys in this team!" ”

Yilin smiled, they often talk on the side of the court about a certain player is handsome, a player is very good, of course, everyone's standards are different, Yilin thinks that if a player is handsome, but the ball skills are not good, it is equivalent to a handsome, but if the ball is good, and the person is handsome, he has never seen it, even if he sees it, he may not be too old, it is no longer called handsome, it should be called an old man!

"Oh, that No. 15, with long hair, has so good skin, it makes me jealous!" Huaiyin held his chest in both hands and exclaimed exaggeratedly.

Yilin scolded with a smile: "You, you want the old cow to eat tender grass!" ”

"What, I'm only 21 years old, figure it out! Miss is now young and beautiful! Huaiyin was reluctant.

"But you have to know that the people on the field now are all sixteen or seventeen years old!" Elin smirked.

"Cut!" Huaiyin didn't talk about it anymore, they often talked about topics like this, but now this event is their first time, and they are all facing high school students, so it's a bit too much to talk about such a topic.

Yilin looked at a dark-skinned, strong-faced teenager, and he paid attention to it as soon as they entered the arena and then warmed up on this side of the court, his short eyebrows and the appearance of a sharp nose that was slightly higher than ordinary people made a deep impression on him.

He was slowly shooting the basket there, talking to his teammates next to him from time to time, although he couldn't hear what he was saying, Yilin could feel that he was telling others, and there was a domineering spirit in it between raising his hands.

Yilin was a little surprised, he rarely saw such a temperament and character, and in his impression, even in the CBA, he had never seen such an obvious momentum.

There was a kind of look in the young man's eyes, and between the anticipation, it was clear that people did not dare to look at each other.

It's incredible! Yilin thought to herself.

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"Toot!" Wang Jian, as the referee of this game, beckoned to both sides and signaled the two teams to stop warming up, and the game was about to start.

Yan Yufeng clapped his palm, everyone collected the ball and gathered on the bench.

Shang Lin stood up, watched quietly as everyone gathered around him, more than a dozen pairs of eyes watched, a sense of arrogance rose in his heart, he lowered his throat, and said calmly: "Yufeng, Changfeng, Shangzhi, Xiang Jie, Dazhu, the five of you start, 32 area defense, first take care of the defense!" ”

With his own instructions, everyone nodded, and if they walked to the court together, Yan Yufeng stretched out his hand, and then, everyone's hand reached over and pressed on his hand.

Yan Yufeng waited until all the people's hands were folded, and from raising his head, he swept over the whole team that came over, his expression suddenly became cold and solemn, and he asked in a suppressed voice, "What are we?" ”

"We are warriors!"

"What are we going to do?" Yan Yufeng's voice tugged.

"Fight!" The whole team started roaring.

"What do we want?" Yan Yufeng asked loudly.

"Victory!"

"One, two, three, no win!" The whole team roared in unison, which not only shocked all the people on the side of the stadium, but also loud above the stands of the whole hall! Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, with their unique opening remarks, for the first time, began to let others know the unique charm of this team.

Shan Yu looked back at this group of people who suddenly became murderous in surprise, they were still silent just now, and suddenly, they were like soldiers alive on the battlefield, which was shocking.

Yilin and the others, these cheerleaders were also taken aback, Yilin looked at this black team, they gave themselves the feeling of being like beasts, maybe they were lambs just now, but now, they have become extremely hideous.

In the stands, Liu Xiaoyu was also shocked, and suddenly heard Zhang Meng disdain next to him: "SB!" Before he could react, a burst of shouts suddenly broke out in the stands on the east floor, followed by shouts from the audience.

Han Shuo clearly heard in the sudden shouting - Beiyang is invincible, invincible Beiyang! I wanted to laugh at these eight words, but I didn't laugh out loud, because my heart seemed to have been knocked down, and I had never encountered a scene, so it began.

Yan Yufeng and the others stood in the center of the court, standing in the formation of grabbing the jump ball, Yan Yufeng did not stand inside, but stood alone on the side near the halfway line of his half, beating gently, moving his hand and foot joints, and the shouts in the stands suddenly became clear.

"Rain peak, rain peak, rain peak'''''''''."

The uneven shouts began to become consistent, and therefore became louder and louder, listening to the shouts with a slight Beiyang accent, Yan Yufeng knew the origin of the shouters.

But his face remained unchanged, maintaining a calm expression, so that all those who knew him and knew who was shouting in the stands couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in their hearts.

Shang Lin looked at Yan Yufeng, who was standing there waiting for the jumping ball, looking at his back, he could imagine that his expression was so firm, and he suddenly thought with relief in his heart: Yan Yufeng, you are beginning to mature.

In the stands, there was some noise, and the local audience was a little dazed, if it weren't for the live TV station, which had blocked the sound of the scene in advance in accordance with the usual practice, I am afraid that the audience in front of the TV would also be a little surprised.

Liu Xiaoyu listened to the shouts of the audience and felt incredible, why the game had not started yet, but someone had already started shouting, this momentum seemed to be worshipping the savior.

"What is Yufeng? Player's name? The back of the ambition asked puzzled.

"Who knows?" Liu Xiaoyu smiled bitterly.

The same situation appeared in the opposite stand, and Ge Hui asked Han Shuo in surprise, "What is Yufeng?" Slogans of the fans? ”

"I guess it's a person's name!" Han Shuo frowned and guessed that no matter what, he began to be jealous of such treatment, he had played for so long, and it was only a rare few times that he heard someone shouting his name in the stands, and it was gone after a few calls, but he had never encountered it, but he had already begun to shout when he had not played at the beginning, and what surprised him even more was that he had been shouting for at least a minute, but his voice was getting louder and louder, and there was no sign of stopping.

This, it really surprised Han Shuo.

The mood of Ye Changfeng and the others was revealed on their faces at this time, everyone peeked at Yan Yufeng a few times, but they didn't find an abnormal expression, and they couldn't help but be a little disappointed in their hearts, but they were soon surrounded by the strange feeling that ignited in their hearts, no matter who they shouted, this was Beiyang's shout, yes, they had fought hard for so long, and they got it in exchange for blood and tears.

"Toot!" Referee Wang Jian walked into the field with the ball, and the atmosphere of the scene also surprised him a little, but as a person who has seen a big scene, he still walked into the court in accordance with the regulations, and signaled both sides of the jump ball to step into the middle circle and prepare to jump the ball.

Under Wang Jian's long roar, a huge shout broke out in the audience, and the shout of "Yufeng" also came to an end for the first time.

Long Wei touched the ball first, but unfortunately, the ball was not in his complete control, and under the interference of Han Dazhu's later release, the ball still bounced towards the opponent's court.

Yan Yufeng saw the ball clearly, jumped up lightly, caught the ball, suddenly paused slightly, and when he saw the tide of Nanyang Model Middle School receding, he passed the ball to Shangzhi who was standing there and stretched out his hand to ask for the ball, and then began to jog forward.

Shangzhi caught the ball, like a butterfly, and rushed into the half of Nanyang lightly, and then at the three-point line, he began to judge the dribble Feng Degang When he saw Beiyang's first position, his brows wrinkled slightly, and it was different from what he expected, at the beginning of Beiyang, he actually launched a full outside play, and no one entered the inside line!

As the tactics were rehearsed, the Beiyang five, on the outside line of Nanyang, began to pull and run, they did not run in a wide range, but launched a 23 outside line formation, and the left and right sides carried out area cover play.

Nanyang began to consciously pull the formation outward, and what Beiyang was waiting for was at the moment.

Night Changfeng ran to the bottom corner, followed by No. 3 Chengzong, but he hadn't slipped a few steps, Night Changfeng suddenly ran back again, he hurriedly caught up, but hit a person, knowing that he was blocked and demolished, his head hurriedly turned over, and saw No. 15 take the opportunity to run to the inside line, and at this time, the ball happened to have passed to him.

Not good!

Chengzong thought.

Chen Ping pounced, a smile flashed in Ye Changfeng's eyes, his hand shook, and the ball was passed parallel to the three-point line, and Yan Yufeng, who came in, went away.

Yan Yufeng caught the ball, stopped his body almost at the same time, and got up to shoot.

"Brush!"

A very nice and simple block cut protrusion fit.

In the slightly loud cheers of the audience, Beiyang pushed away like a tide.

Nanyang's position was very fast, it was chasing Beiyang's body, the ball was only passed three times, from the backcourt to the frontcourt, the ball just passed into the opponent's half, Shan Yu almost stood on the three-point line and shot without hesitation.

"Brush!"

The ball is hollow into the nest.

The audience supported Nanyang, and those who took revenge on the hostage also cheered loudly.

"Keep an eye on your own people, run sideways, everyone be alert!" Gao Yuan in the field shouted with his hands folded into a trumpet shape.

It seems to be comparing the speed, the ball is sent from the bottom line, Shangzhi didn't even look at it, a tossing direct pass, throwing the ball to the front court vigorously, after so long wrist strength training, Shangzhi has made significant progress in throwing the ball vigorously through passing.

The ball spun quickly, and a huge parabola flew straight into the court, and at the last point, the sudden fall, unexpectedly, the ball that seemed to pass very far was just passed outside the three-point line.

Ye Changfeng suddenly braked the car, let the No. 3 who followed him be thrown away by himself a few positions, raised his head sideways, easily caught the ball, and then quickly shot, from receiving the ball to shooting, Ye Changfeng even let the people in the stands not see clearly who threw the ball.

"Brush!"

out of three.

"Sure enough, it was fighting for three points, and at the beginning of the game, the two teams started firepower, and they have been attacking on the outside, looking at the time, and now it is only less than a minute into the game!" Jiang Bo in the live broadcast room explained with a hint of excitement, although this may not be the case in his heart, but as a commentator, mobilizing the audience in front of the TV requires passion, of course, if you want to excite others, you have to make yourself crazy first.

"Well done!" Yan Yufeng slapped his palm with Ye Changfeng, and immediately turned around to defend.

The ball came to Chengzong's hand, and Ye Changfeng immediately took half a step forward vigilantly, and stretched out his hand to reach over.

This No. 3 was surprised to hang the ball in, and Ye Changfeng didn't dare to look back, but just stood up straight and stuck closer to Chengzong's side.

Yuan Xing ran over from the other side, caught the ball, squatted and raised his hand, Xiang Jie, who was standing in front of him, rushed forward, and suddenly there was a flower in front of him, and this No. 5 actually drilled under his waist.

Yuan Xing deceived Xiang Jie, but just dodged in, squatted and raised the ball again.

Standing behind Xiang Jie, Han Dazhu, who was the last line of defense, kept a heart, just put his hands up.

Sure enough, it was a feint, Dazhu saw the No. 5 ball in front of him but didn't jump, and before he could finish thinking about it, this No. 5 stood up, and the ball was raised high again, as if a magnet was attracted, Dazhu's center of gravity was under the electric light, and he couldn't help jumping up.

The toes that were lifted were pressed down, and Yuan Xing's body was once again shortened.

Or a feint?!

Dazhu hadn't finished thinking about it this time, and suddenly there was a flash in front of him, and when he was about to fall, this damn No. 5 actually got up and jumped up.

The two of them are so close, not to mention the big pillar that is not agile, and I am afraid that they will not be able to dodge it if they change gods.

The two jumped up and down, almost in a breath, in the eyes of outsiders, No. 5 was just slow to react, but the Beiyang center who defended him was overreacted and fast.

"Toot!" The referee's whistle sounded sharply, and this was not over, after hitting Dazhu's thick body hard, Yuan Xing was still able to lean back, and in addition to being pressed by Han Dazhu below the chest, his hands still barely held the ball out.

When both of them fell to the ground, the ball also shook a few times on the basket and fell into the net, and the audience immediately burst into cheers.

"Hit three points!" A thought flashed through Yan Yufeng's mind.

Chen Ping pulled up Yuan Xing, who was sitting proudly on the ground, his face was expressionless, but he whispered in his ear: "It seems that it is another group of stupid people who love to dance!" ”

Standing up, standing upright on the free throw line, Yuan Xing shook the ball back and forth in his hand with a smile, then held the ball up with both hands, raised it to the tip of his eyes, and threw the ball.

Jeonbukyang's players were surprised by this unofficial free-throw position, which seemed to be a high-lift movement with a face-to-face plate! Just when it was strange and funny, the ball did not have the hollow investment of suspense.

Seeing this scene, Yan Yufeng pulled Xiang Jie over and said in a low voice: "Be careful, this No. 5 pitching posture is a bit weird!" ”

Xiang Jie gritted his teeth and nodded: "I will definitely pay attention next time!" ”

When Beiyang came to the front court again, Shang Lin off the field suddenly found that Nanyang's defense had changed again, from 32 joint defenses to half-court marking.

It's getting so fast! Shang Lin thought to himself, it seems that the other party's coach is not a vegetarian, so he immediately found a way to deal with it.

Due to the sudden change in the opponent's defense, Beiyang can no longer guide the ball on the outside casually, so the ball can only be controlled by Shangzhi's hand for the time being.

Shangzhi waved his little hand while signaling his teammates to pay attention to pulling and running, while dexterously protecting his ball, suddenly he shook his body, made the opponent pause, and immediately changed hands to dribble, dodging diagonally and rushing to the right arc.

Before he could take a few steps, he suddenly appeared in front of him in the same position as himself, and the No. 23 Shan Yu, who had been talking about by everyone, suddenly appeared in front of him.

Shangzhi was startled, and quickly changed hands to dribble again, and at the same time, his body flicked, a feint to turn and run back.

What made me wonder was that No. 23, who had been smiling all the time, was not fooled, as if he hadn't reacted at all, and still stood honestly in place.

Shangzhi stopped, pushed his footsteps forward, distanced himself from him, and then looked at the whole field again, the block just now, let himself move to the sideline, attracting the opponent to chase back, so as to pull out the intention of the empty block, all broken, Shangzhi now has to find another way.

Time is running out!

Shangzhi also knows, and Yan Yufeng also knows, but everyone is sticked, except for whom, they may be cut off, do you want Shangzhi to take action by himself? No kidding!

Yan Yufeng suddenly accelerated and changed direction, rushing straight out from the sideline, and he didn't know who pulled him a few times, but Yan Yufeng struggled to break away, and finally he ran to the left 45 degrees of the three-point line.

The ball came out in time, and Shangzhi became more and more powerful in mastering the timing of the pass.

Holding the ball, Yan Yufeng was determined, looked up at the chronograph, and there were still 7 seconds!

Enough is enough!

Sure enough, it was No. 21 to defend me, Yan Yufeng glanced at No. 21, who was catching the ball in his own and standing in front of him almost at the same time, snorted contemptuously, his left foot was slightly straddling in front, his right foot was on tiptoe, his body shook, and at the same time, his right foot suddenly exerted force, and he kicked the ground and plunged straight into the right.

The whole set of movements was natural and smooth, and after shaking his body to the left, but for a moment, his body had already leaned to the right, and the opponent in front of him did not react at all, and was suddenly passed by Yan Yufeng.

Chen Ding reacted immediately when he was beaten, and chased back after him, but at the same time, his heart was already full of surprise.

This guy's change of direction is really explosive!

Chen Ping wasn't worried, because, as training had done, it was enough for him to feel threatened behind him.

After Yan Yufeng flashed past the 21st, the first step had just stepped out, and there was a large space in front of him just now, but suddenly a person appeared, which was completely wrong with his own calculations, the foot force had been kicked out, and the brakes were not extreme, after hitting the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, a whistle sounded at the same time, and a thought flashed in Yan Yufeng's heart: Who fouled.

Holding the ball tightly, after Yan Yufeng barely stood firm, he hurriedly looked back at the referee, and suddenly looked at the gesture.

Offense violation!

"Impossible! Obviously he made the first move! Yan Yufeng thought angrily in his heart, but he had known for so many years that once the penalty was awarded, it would be impossible to change it, so he let go of his hand, threw the ball on the ground casually, and turned around and walked towards his own half.

Shang Lin in the distance frowned slightly, just now, he couldn't be very sure that the opponent had fouled, because when Yan Yufeng took the ball and flashed the first step, he didn't notice whether that guy had already moved.

Seeing that the man who fell to the ground was pulled up by his teammates, Shang Lin's frown was raised again.

It's this guy again!

"Well done!" Chen Ping was really happy now, slapped Yuan Xing's ass heavily, and laughed secretly.

"That's it, as soon as that guy ran away just now, I knew that he was going to do it alone, and all my attention was on him, but seriously, you're really useless, and you'll be passed by someone all at once!" Yuan Xing's face was proud, but in the end, he came to be mean.

"Damn! Didn't I do what my coach had arranged? Chen Ping was suddenly angry, he had been beaten just now, and he really lost his face, he was a well-known defensive expert in the southern region.

"Come on!" The two ran through the half-court and easily fell into a good position, and suddenly they found that this ball was not as powerful as they imagined, at least for now, the pressure on Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School was much stronger than theirs.

Shan Yu passed through the bottom line, the enemy in front of him was like a stake, he was easily dodged by his own easy slide, just ran to a vacant position, the ball has been sideways, this is Shan Yu's most comfortable way to ask for the ball, catch the ball, return to the side, raise your hand to pluck the ball, everything is as perfect as training.

"Brush!"

Shan Yu scored two more points!

Looking at Yan Yufeng, who had just chased in front of him, Shan Yu smiled disdainfully, ignoring what kind of expression the opponent would have, and turned around and ran towards his own half.

Yan Yufeng stood in place, took a deep breath, looked at the shaking white No. 7, and his heart gradually became angry.

"Look at people, remember to block people, and close the bottom line!" Yan Yufeng shouted to his teammates.

Nanyang poured out, all five people stood on the outside, as long as one opponent ran inside, the two people around immediately one would chase back, and the other moved slightly backwards to block the route of the pass.

In the face of this seemingly familiar marking defense, but under the tactics that made Beiyang confused in terms of changes, Beiyang's offense began to become disorganized.

Shang Lin stood on the sidelines with his hands down, the chaos of the scene, he took it all in his eyes, which he did not expect, it was only three minutes after the start, and the opponent had 3 changes in defense, such changes were very subtle, if it was a layman's view, he would feel that it was the same, but Shang Lin knew very well that the current changes were fatal for Beiyang.

Because

This is completely tailored for Beiyang.

Shang Lin held it in one hand, and there was a trace of disappointment in his heart.

Disappointment in yourself.

It seems that I am still careless!

"Block!" Yan Yufeng suddenly roared, flashed past Dazhu, and Dazhu's conditioned body was horizontal, stopping the No. 21 who was chasing after him.

But just stopped, No. 21 seemed to have expected it, skimmed over, and dodged over like jumping over the hurdle.

When Chen Ping chased in front of No. 8 again, he was already facing him, and his heart suddenly sudden, and he was happy and hesitant to understand that this No. 8 was going to be singled again.

Yan Yufeng was holding back a fire in his heart, everyone was guarded again, and he was also guarded by this damn No. 21 like an octopus, and there were people next to him leaning on him, forcing him to run around to pull out the space to catch the ball.

Fortunately, Shangzhi was not completely suppressed at one point, and the ball was still able to pass, which was a blessing in misfortune.

Yan Yufeng sighed in his heart, he was fine on the training ground, but when it came to the competition, he had to fight by himself!

Calming down, Yan Yufeng looked at his opponent, time was running out, there were only a few seconds left, and each time it was only a few seconds, forcing himself to not be able to think about the means of attack.

This is just a flash in Yan Yufeng's mind, after receiving the ball, as soon as he was upright, Yan Yufeng had already dribbled the ball, and the ball just bounced on the ground, Yan Yufeng suddenly shook with a large amplitude, the ball pulled back from the left hand, came to the right hand, and at the same time the body shook again, like a snake, forced forward, almost at the moment when the body leaned forward, Yan Yufeng once again exerted force with his right foot, this time, he changed his direction, not to the right side of the better speed, but completely in front of the 21st, Pull up from the left.

Chen Ping felt a flash in front of his eyes, and No. 8 disappeared from sight once again.

It's really TMD!

Chen Ping scolded in his heart, reversed his body, and chased back.

Yan Yufeng took the first step heavily, and exerted his strength fiercely, this is his habit, and it is also the most important link for him to break through, all the speed, all the strength, all the next movements, are completely completed by the power brought by the left foot on the ground.

It was impossible for a blue shadow to appear again in front of him, Yan Yufeng could not even see the guy's face clearly, and at the same time that his body collided with him, Yan Yufeng felt that the person blocking in front of him immediately fell forward and backward, and he heard the referee's whistle and the person's shouting almost at the same time.

It's over!

This was Yan Yufeng's only thought.

looked at the referee by luck, and just saw the referee Wang Jian's serious expression, put the whistle in his mouth, pushed forward with both hands, and made a collision action.

Damn it!

Yan Yufeng was really angry, threw away the ball and walked over, squeezing out a smile as he walked, and had a conversation with the referee for the first time in his life.

"The 5th is the first to move!" Yan Yufeng argued, gesturing at the same time.

Wang Jian ignored the young man who pleaded in front of him, didn't even open his mouth, turned around, and sat down with a No. 8 foul and a second foul gesture to the technical seat.

Yan Yufeng shrugged his shoulders helplessly, scolded in his heart, and walked back.

Night Changfeng ran over and asked completely incomprehensible, "What's the matter!" ”

Yan Yufeng reluctantly laughed and said, "I don't know!" It's like hitting an evil spirit! ”

The night breeze fell, and he looked back at the No. 5 who was pulled up again, and then turned his head to look at the bench, only to find the contemplative expression on the coach's face.

"Do you want to pause?" Wang Xuechao asked anxiously beside him.

Shang Lin shook his head and said, "Wait until the official pause time!" ”

Wang Xuechao paused, glanced at Shang Lin, who was still thinking about something, and retreated worriedly.

There was silence on the bench, everyone didn't understand what was going on, Yan Yufeng, who had always rarely fouled, suddenly did it twice?

Cao Hui in the VIP room had an ugly expression on his face.

In the stands, Sun Ming scolded angrily, and he didn't even know what he was talking about.

Some people began to coax in the east stand, but no one understood what they were scolding, only the people in Beiyang knew that the people in Beiyang at the scene began to vent their dissatisfaction in dialect.

Far away from the two televisions, but there was no silence.

Lu Di threw the remote control out fiercely, and scolded alone in the room: "I knew that you Shan Yu didn't press your kind eyes, it's really damn despicable!" ”

Standing in front of the TV with his waist crossed, Lu Di, who was huffing, stared at the screen with his breath in anger, and said to himself: "Be careful, Yan Yufeng, I think back then, I was forced to die on the bench for the first time in the first five crimes!" ”

Che Jin laughed and leaned back on the sofa at home, next to his sister Che Ya looked at his brother inexplicably, Che Jin looked at the TV, suddenly stopped laughing, and said coldly: "It turns out that you Yan Yufeng is also a fool, I thought it was just me and Lu Di!" ”

Che Ya didn't know what her brother was talking about, so she asked strangely, "Brother, why do you say that?" ”

Che Jin glanced at his sister, smiled hehehe, and said, "Want to know?" ”

"Yes!" Che Ya nodded obediently.

Che Jin pursed his lips, pointed to the TV and said, "Watch it yourself!" ”

Che Ya looked at the screen again worriedly, and she didn't know what she was worried about.

Perhaps, at this time, he is not the only one in this world who is worried!

(To be continued)