Shenyang No. 2 Middle School, which regained its fighting spirit, quickly dribbled over the half-court, and they did not play irrationally like last time, but began to run to execute tactics. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Liu Wei and Wang Yan were in a very deep position on the inside, forcing Beiyang to tighten the defensive line, which made the outside line appear empty, Ye Kun jumped up steadily under the cover of Zhang Li, and hit a three-pointer, after Yan Yufeng threw four three-pointers in a row plus an empty catch, Shenyang finally saved the decline through this life-saving three-point.

41:35。

In terms of scores, the gap between the two teams is not big, but everyone inside and outside the field knows that Shenyang at this time is in the midst of a stormy offensive set off by No. 8 alone.

Now, the most important thing is not only to score, but whether Shenyang No. 2 Middle School can stop Yan Yufeng's continued scoring frenzy.

Wang Yan replaced Qian Hao and appeared on the line, his palms were sweating, watching Yan Yufeng gradually approach with the ball, so that the feeling of witnessing the opponent coming was like a hunter hunting, and he was the prey.

"Come on, I can guard against you!" Wang Yan roared in his heart.

Yan Yufeng continued to maintain his face expression, which was the same as his playing card, and the game had been played for half a quarter, and he fully appreciated the tenacity of his opponent, it seemed that this was a team that would not give up until the end of the game.

Although he already had a sense of admiration in his heart, it did not prevent him from swearing bitterly, because it was not a friendly match, and if he lost the game, it would not only make his return to China a joke, but also the most serious denial of his hard work in the United States this year.

Yan Yufeng saw Wang Yan's appearance, which was obviously the opponent's head coach considering Wang Yan's height, strength and movement in the whole team, which was the highest comprehensive ability.

Let Wang Yan defend himself should be the best choice for Shenyang No. 2 Middle School, which also makes Yan Yufeng's evaluation of the head coach of Shenyang No. 2 Middle School go up to a higher level.

Yan Yufeng wanted to test the defensive ability of No. 10 Wang Yan, he bent down and stood a horse-like step, dribbling the ball on the right side to do a one-way reincarnation crotch, every time he caught the basketball with his right hand, he would have a dribbling pause that slid forward, after two one-way crotch, Yan Yufeng had forced Wang Yan to retreat to half a meter outside the three-point line.

Wang Yan no longer retreated, he cautiously turned his body sideways, took the left side as his defensive strength, let go of the defensive intensity on the right side, one hand in front, leaned over, and he did not rashly lean out to interfere with Yan Yufeng's dribble.

Judging from Yan Yufeng's performance in the last few rounds, Wang Yan knows that No. 8's dribbling skills have reached the point of unity of body and shape, and any active center of gravity movement can be caught by him, so as to break through his defense.

Wang Yan is waiting for No. 8 to take the initiative to attack, and then hopes to use his height and arm length to make a preemptive attack, he has no delusional intention to block, but he can always interfere.

Yan Yufeng saw that Wang Yan did not look reckless like Qian Hao before, so he understood his thoughts, so he also made his next plan.

At this time, he pulled the ball unilaterally and came to the third reincarnation, this time, he suddenly increased his speed, his body leaned to the right side sharply, and at the same time, he held the ball in his right hand with a very low amplitude, but the movement was extremely fast from the right to the left of the body to change the direction of the dribble.

Such a sudden change of action was beyond the brain's prediction, everything was instinctively reacted by the body, Wang Yan's center of gravity obviously shifted quickly to his left side, and Yan Yufeng had already pulled the ball to his right side and came to the position where he stepped forward on his right side for half a meter.

But Wang Yan reacted immediately in the next breath, he forcibly pulled back his center of gravity, twisted his body to the right direction, opened his hands in parallel, and at the same time moved his feet upward, making a close interference movement.

At this moment, Yan Yufeng has come to Wang Yan's left side, if he was a year ago, after this change of direction, he would have to exert his thighs and hold the ball straight to the basket.

But now Yan Yufeng, who has been training in the United States for most of the year, has been exercising his ability to combine shooting and footwork, and at this time, his body reaction is more willing to choose instinct.

The right hand holding the ball is shot low to the left, and the body is deflected to the left at the same time, and the two feet slide quickly, and through small broken steps, find a more balanced power point of the body.

The basketball that bounced to the left side was caught by his left hand, Yan Yufeng's left hand continued to pull the basketball back to the left, and at the same time his right hand went to close the ball, at the same time, the two feet that had found the balance point through broken steps, the right foot slightly skimmed outward, stepped on the ground, and the left foot crossed the floor behind the left side, and with the power of the right foot on the ground, Yan Yufeng's entire body moved half a body to the left.

The left foot of the virtual stroke finally stepped on the floor, bursting out to provide the support force for the shooting force, Yan Yufeng held the ball and lifted it, he this time, not as before, when the ball was still between the chest and abdomen, he began to exert force, but when the main shooting hand came to the nose, he began to exert force through the wrist, when the shot had crossed the forehead, his wrist shook suddenly, and the three forces from the foot to the waist and the wrist were perfectly mixed into one, and the basketball was thrown.

It's a textbook step-back jumper and the perfect combination of jump power, pluck power, and calibration power. Yan Yufeng is the product of a perfect grasp of more than a dozen tiny details in combination with the three major technical actions of dribbling, sliding and jumping.

Outside and inside the door, they were all involuntarily exclaimed by Yan Yufeng's wonderful action in just three seconds, especially when they saw this step back, accurately crossed the front of the basket, and could enter through the frame, they shouted even more.

"Awesome, awesome!" Garcia felt dumbfounded, if the previous five goals were a touch and a physical fitness, then this goal completely convinced him.

Step back, not to mention that this is a basketball player in itself, a very small number of talents have mastered it, and there are really too few people who can do it so smoothly and freely, and can also ensure the shooting rate.

At least Garcia felt that the technical level of this No. 8 had improved infinitely and had reached the level of the NCAA elite level after watching this ball.

And basketball professionals like Liang Tian were even more surprised, they couldn't imagine that at this level of high school, there are still such exquisite basketball skills, could it be that this No. 8 has been practicing since his mother's womb?

As Yan Yufeng's direct defender, Wang Yan, he was very surprised, but he just felt that how could No. 8 dribble and float so far, so far that he didn't have to think about it, even if he let his arm grow another ten centimeters, it would be a useless distance.

He looked at referee Lu Yun and made a walking gesture.

Lu Yuan directly ignored it, the action of No. 8 just now was too smooth and natural, even if there was really a walk, he would not blow it, not to mention that he really saw it, No. 8 had been in the process of dribbling before the jump shot, and it was not against the law.

43-35, the score is pulling away.

Recovering his senses, Wang Yan trotted to the front court, this time, he wanted to find the field, he came to Yan Yufeng, and walked in close to him.

Yan Yufeng stood still, Wang Yan and exerted his strength to push forward, but he didn't move, through the touch of his hands, Wang Yan felt the texture of Yan Yufeng's chest muscles.

Wang Yan saw that his strength could not take advantage, so he took a step back, he stood outside the three-point line, and glared at Yan Yufeng fiercely.

The two stood on the right wing outside the three-point line, Yan Yufeng was happy to send the opponent's strongest point to the door, and he was not afraid of the confrontation with No. 10, besides, he already had the offensive ability to weigh No. 10.

Ye Kun crossed the half court with the ball, and he saw Wang Yan standing in front of Yan Yufeng, because the head coach kept emphasizing the point of playing No. 8, he instinctively flicked his wrist and passed the ball flat.

Wang Yan caught the ball, his spirits were lifted, he made a three-threat action first, but Yan Yufeng didn't eat this set at all, he knew that No. 10 did not have the ability to shoot three-pointers, if he really wanted to shoot, then let him shoot.

Wang Yan shook a little, feeling that Yan Yufeng was looking at the meaning of preventing sudden bursts and not shooting, and was immediately deflated, he did not dribble, but wanted to rely on his long hands and feet to directly hold the ball in one step to break through Yan Yufeng's defense.

His first step was indeed very fast, and after one step, Wang Yan had already come to Yan Yufeng's right side, but Yan Yufeng's reaction was extremely fast, he turned his body sideways and pasted Wang Yan, only allowing Wang Yan to overtake him by half a position.

And Wang Yan's second step came more slowly, not because his speed was not enough, but because Yan Yufeng used his strength through the friction of his body, and invisibly dragged to offset the power that burst out of Wang Yan's second step.

Wang Yan was still holding the ball, and he immediately felt that he couldn't take three steps and then rush in, because there was still a figure of Mo Feng assisting in defense in front of him, he braked his body, turned sideways, changed his left hand to dribble, and directly turned the breakthrough into a back hit.

Yan Yufeng stuck his waist with one hand, and pressed Wang Yan's back with the other, and the thin Wang Yan used the strength that his body could not match, and suddenly used his strength to push back.

Yan Yufeng felt this pure power that was covered with skin and bones, full of texture, the feeling that was completely different from other forces, just like a hammer smashing into your chest, and the pain of a mace full of thorns hitting you.

I don't know how much Mo Feng suffered!

Yan Yufeng actually had such a thought in his mind.

The first time he resisted, and the second time, because of the pain, Yan Yufeng's body subconsciously took a step back, and this step made Wang Yan keenly aware of it, and he quickly turned sideways and shot with a half-hook.

The moment Yan Yufeng retreated, he immediately realized that there was a flaw in his defense, and coupled with Wang Yan's turn, he suddenly had a premonition that the opponent was about to make a move.

Without thinking about it, without hesitation, Yan Yufeng stood up on the spot, his right hand raised high like an optimus pillar, and at this time, Wang Yan's hook hand was just in time to strike.

With the height given by the bullet speed, Yan Yufeng's right hand came to the highest point faster than the speed of the basketball, and felt that he touched the basketball, Yan Yufeng was overjoyed, he changed from a fan to a receiving, and his flexible fingertips restrained the tumbling basketball, and then took the ball off with a palm.

The audience burst into flames!

Take off your hat in the air!

This is not a cap, it is a cap that is a grade higher than a cap!

And everything that happened just now was too unreal, and the dazzling performance of No. 8 before had made hundreds of pairs of eyes in the audience completely focused on him.

I saw the red No. 10 hit a back, turned around and hooked the hand when the No. 8 opened, and the No. 8 jumped directly on the spot, and the rebound speed was amazing, and the basketball that had just been shot was taken off directly.

This is not a place to jump and take off your hat, the real thing.

Referee Lu Yuan didn't think about this ball at all, whether it was possible to interfere with the shooting, he bit the whistle and didn't blow it, and at the same time, he couldn't help but look at Yan Yufeng's face.

Seeing Yan Yufeng's expressionless appearance of playing cards, he was amazed.

After blowing the whistle for more than 20 years, today he finally met a basketball player who made him feel scary, and he was actually just a high school student.

It's weird!

Yan Yufeng took off his hat and didn't launch a fast attack, even if he saw that Shenyang No. 2 Middle School seemed to have been collectively applied a delay spell, he slowly retreated, and still had no other thoughts.

For he suddenly felt a flash of pinprick in his knee so fast that it could almost be omitted.

There was a big shock in his heart, and Yan Yufeng suddenly didn't dare to make a move.

What a familiar but yet unfamiliar feeling this was, Yan Yufeng suddenly understood that his ligaments might have burst out of cracks again after the hard jump just now, or after continuous high-intensity exercise.

And Wang Yan was completely shocked by Yan Yufeng's hat, he went to look for the referee's traces again, but found that the referee had begun to move to the half of Shenyang No. 2 Middle School, looking at Lu Yuan's happy little PP, Wang Yan wanted to cry without tears.

Seeing Yan Yufeng standing in front of him with a basketball, Wang Yan thought that this was just some kind of humiliation from No. 8, glanced at Yan Yufeng with hatred and fear, and then walked back dejectedly.

Seeing that Yan Yufeng didn't move, Sun Ming ran over, as a friend of so many years, he saw the look in Yan Yufeng's eyes, it was panic.

Sun Ming was stunned, he even felt that he was dazzled, and then he looked at it, Yan Yufeng had regained his composure, he threw the basketball to Sun Ming, and said, "You guys!" ”

"Come!" Sun Ming chewed on the meaning of this sentence, and at this time, Yan Yufeng shouted: "It's almost halfway!" ”

Sun Ming reacted, dribbled the ball and walked towards the half court.

Yan Yufeng was relieved when he saw Sun Ming cross the half, and he made a substitution to Xiang Jie on the bench.

As early as when Yan Yufeng gave the ball to Sun Ming, and he didn't move, many people had already seen the weirdness, and Luo Xun's eyes, which were originally distracted, suddenly lit up.

And Liang Tian in the stands suddenly became nervous, and he said urgently: "Is it injured?" ”

No one responded, everyone was looking at Yan Yufeng, so that the other nine players on the field had passed half the game, and no one paid attention, everyone's eyes were directly looking at Yan Yufeng, who was not moving at all.

When Xiang Jie saw Yan Yufeng standing there motionless, and then made a gesture to himself to change people, the whole person was as if he had been struck by lightning, and Huo Ran stood up.

That's Yan Yufeng, who would rather die of exhaustion than end the game, why did he suddenly take the initiative to apply for the end?

Wounded?

God, don't play with us!

Xiang Jie shouted in his heart and ran to the technical table.

Sun Ming also decisively threw the ball out of bounds, causing a dead ball, he would rather give the opponent one more chance to attack than dare to let Yan Yufeng stay on the court any longer.

When the bell rang for the substitution, Yan Yufeng walked to the bench with a very slow movement, Xiang Jie and Jiang Yu ran into the court, and reached out to help him.

Yan Yufeng waved his hand and said, "No, I'll do it myself!" ”

Looking at the pace of No. 8, the stands suddenly talked about it, and Garcia was also dumbfounded, thinking: What is going on?

Zhang Li hugged Wang Yan excitedly and shouted, "You have made meritorious service!" ”

"Yes?" Wang Yan was still depressed, he looked at No. 8 who was falling, and felt a little unhappy.

"Hope he's okay!" Wang Yan whispered to himself.

"What?" Zhang Li didn't hear clearly and asked.

"Nothing!"

Su Xiao changed to the field, and the game continued to start, but Beiyang was already a little unintentional, but Shenyang No. 2 Middle School felt that it was desperate, and its fighting spirit instantly rose high, and launched wave after wave of attacks on Beiyang.

Sitting on the chair, Yan Yufeng slowly stretched his left leg, he carefully felt the fluctuations of his nerves, and there was a group of people around him, and no one dared to say anything.

Xiang Jie stared at Yan Yufeng's left leg, that was where he was injured this spring!

After a few back and forth, Yan Yufeng's heart slowly put down, he looked up, and found that everyone's faces were frighteningly white, so he squeezed out a smile: "What's wrong?" It's okay, I'm okay. ”

"Stop fighting, really!" Xiang Jie put one hand on Yan Yufeng's knee and shook his head as he spoke.

"What's going on? Old Xiang, what do you want! Yan Yufeng laughed.

"No more fighting, no fighting!" Xiang Jie was still shaking his head.

"I'm fine, I'm really fine!" Yan Yufeng argued.

"I don't believe it, what national championships, what competitions are the most important, none of these can compare to your future!" Xiang Jie was in a hurry, and he pressed his hands on Yan Yufeng's left knee.

Looking at Xiang Jie's anxious face, Yan Yufeng's heart seemed to be caressed by something soft, he tried to control his emotions, and still smiled: "Then I'll rest, in the fourth quarter, I'll go up again, it's always okay now." ”

"No way!" Xiang Jie shook his head stubbornly.

"But I'm really fine!" Yan Yufeng was also anxious.

"Don't lie to me, if you're really fine, you won't take the initiative to end up!" Seeing that Yan Yufeng still refused, Xiang Jie suddenly shouted angrily.

"Old Xiang, if we lose today, we really don't have a chance!" Yan Yufeng wanted to persuade Xiang Jie.

"Drop!" Suddenly shouting and hearing a whistle, everyone turned to look, only to see Shenyang No. 2 Middle School running jubilantly to their own half, high-five each other as they ran.

Looking up at the score, Jiang Yu lost his voice and said, "It's a draw?" Impossible! ”

The scoreboard is impressively 43:43.

"Lao Xiang, don't say anything, I'm going to play!" Yan Yufeng was in a hurry, and he stood up.

"Don't say anything, sit down honestly!" Xiang Jie shouted.

"I'm a teaching assistant!"

"I'm the captain!"

"I have higher authority than you, you have to listen to me!"

"I'm your brother, I'm responsible for you!" Xiang Jie's neck is thick.

Yan Yufeng was speechless, and Xiang Jie then shouted: "If Coach Shang is here, if Coach Wang is here, if Captain Gao Yuan is here, think about it yourself, will they let you play?" I'm telling you, I'm not allowed to joke about your career anymore! ”

"Xiang Jie!" Yan Yufeng was furious.

"Yan Yufeng!" Xiang Jie also glared at him.

The two confronted each other, and after half a sound, Xiang Jie suddenly said: "You want victory, don't I want it?" We are all part of this team, what you desire, I want too. ”

"Don't worry, even if I'm tired on the pitch today, I won't let the victory slip away! Isn't it just desperate? Who wouldn't! Xiang Jie struggled to take off his coat and threw his clothes on the ground.

Then Xiang Jie looked at his teammates on the bench and asked angrily: "Why can't they fight on the other side, they just don't give up, why are we so cowardly in Beiyang No. 12 Middle School?" Without Yan Yufeng, is there only a pile of shit left in Beiyang No. 12 Middle School? Are we all waste? ”

"I'm not shit, no!" Jiang Yu's face turned red with excitement.

"Isn't it just desperate? Who wouldn't! Captain, let me play! Liu Xiaoke also shouted

Everyone was surging with enthusiasm, when they saw Yan Yufeng's determination to still insist on playing, and the stubbornness of captain Xiang Jie who would rather die, the Beiyang bench was collectively boiling.

"I'm not afraid of death!" Jiang Yu felt that blood was about to come out of the top of his head, and he shouted.

"I'm not afraid, it's a big deal, I'm tired on the court!" Liu Xiaoke was also infected, and he shouted.

"Boss, I was wrong! Let me play. Ouyang Shangzhi suddenly cried, he was the shortest, squatting in front of Xiang Jie and Yan Yufeng, choking.

"I must fight hard, I'm sorry everyone, I was wrong!" Ouyang Shangzhi was the one who blamed himself the most, because he had complaints, he couldn't work today, and vented his dissatisfaction willfully, but when he saw that Yan Yufeng was injured again and still insisted on playing, he immediately blamed himself.

"Alas......!" Yan Yufeng let out a long sigh.

"Go shout a timeout!" Yan Yufeng instructed Jiang Yu.

With the bell of the pause, Luo Xun was extremely unhappy, he wanted to take advantage of the absence of the 8th to try to score points, although the score has been equalized, but once the 8th is on the field, this is still a floating cloud and a moon in the water.

The people in Beiyang who came back looked depressed, but when they saw the excited bench, they couldn't help but look weird, and then Xiang Jie said to them: "You guys, the skills are the best in the team, and now you are in the hospital at night, and Lao Yan can't play, I just want to know, do you want to win?" ”

"Think, who doesn't want to be a grandson!" Su Xiao was the first to shout.

"Okay, I must win today's game, I, Xiang Jie, put my words here today, I won't be a man if I lose, I will win the game if I die today, you make a statement, if you don't want to, I don't blame you, just sit on the chair and watch it!" Xiang Jie glared viciously at the people who had just left the scene.

At this moment, Xiang Jie is more like a lion who has been cornered, he grins his teeth, and his eyes are full of murder.

"I can do it, Captain!" Mo Feng let the beads of sweat run down, his chest was already numb, but every time he gasped, he still felt a pinprick pain.

"Captain, you say, what to do! I listen to you! Kitano shouted.

"I've never been cowardly, and it's the same today." Lu Hua followed.

Sun Ming was very calm, he first glanced at everyone, and suddenly said: "I used to be a spectator, watching us play in Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, every time I feel enthusiastic, we have defeated many teams that are much stronger than we don't know, relying on the spirit of not being afraid of death and not admitting defeat!" ”

He paused for a moment and saw that everyone was listening to him, so he continued: "Beiyang is a small place, and it is already a miracle that we can produce a Yan Yufeng. We are all ordinary people, we all like to play basketball, although no one else is talented, but this heart for basketball, no one can compare to us! ”

"Today, the opponent is very strong and tenacious, if I were a spectator, I would think that they are Beiyang 12th Middle School, the reason why I say this is to tell everyone!"

Sun Ming looked at the faces of everyone in the team, and said word by word: "We don't have the determination to let go, we think that with Yan Yufeng, victory can be within reach." But is this correct? Do we play in the hope that someone will help us win? ”

"Even if Yan Yufeng is not injured today, even if he takes us out of the qualification, if you want to be better, we won the national championship, I want to ask everyone, is this championship good?"

"I don't think it's tasteful, for me, it's not as happy as winning a bullfight on the field field!" Sun Ming shook his head and said.

"The reason why I joined the school team is not because I feel that I can hug my thighs, but every time I am in the stands and see Yan Yufeng playing, I have an extremely urgent idea, that is, to fight side by side with him, I have known him since childhood, we like basketball together, play together, and grow together. When we lose, we cry together, and when we win, we laugh together. It feels really good! ”

"Sun Ming!" Yan Yufeng couldn't help but exclaim.

"Let me finish!" Sun Ming resolutely stopped Yan Yufeng from wanting to speak.

"I wish I could still feel that way. So I opted in! But when I came in, I was disappointed because I didn't feel the atmosphere I thought it would have. Sun Ming recalled his feelings at that time and couldn't help but shake his head.

He continued: "Originally, there were only three people left in Beiyang, and everyone came here from all over the world, for some purpose, or for some reason, not just because they liked basketball. I don't know how to change, if it weren't for Yan Yufeng's existence, I would definitely not join! ”

"But now, the reason why I confess my heart to everyone is because I want to tell you that we are the proud Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, we are a team that came out of blood and tears, and the reason why we are here is not because of Yan Yufeng, but because of the result of our fight after fight. We've fought against a lot of strong opponents, and now we don't feel afraid because they're strong. Because, we all have a heart that loves basketball! We love it like it like crazy, we are willing to give everything for it, and now, I want to say to everyone, I, Sun Ming, am willing to go crazy for it! ”

"What about you?" Sun Ming asked.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Every member of Beiyang Twelve Middle School is saying the same thing, no high tone, only a calm voice, but behind this calmness, there is incomparable sincerity.

"Come on, let's go crazy together!" Sun Ming stretched out his right hand and folded his hands on it.

In the end, Yan Yufeng solemnly put his hand on the top, he glanced at the whole team, at this moment, every face showed an extremely resolute expression, this picture is so familiar, just like a year ago, he followed the plateau, Dazhu, Zhai Yong to fight in front of the scene, which made him extremely excited, he suddenly shouted: "What are we?" ”

"Warriors!"

"What do we do?"

"Fight!"

"What do we want?"

"Victory!"

One voice was higher than another, and the final victory resounded through the arena. Provoked countless people to look at the side!

"Come on, let's go crazy together!" Yan Yufeng shouted loudly.

The whistle blows, and it's time for a timeout.

Xiang Jie hurriedly arranged the roster, Mo Feng suddenly turned around and said to Yan Yufeng: "It's okay, everything has us!" ”

"Yes, we have everything!" Everyone turned around and shouted to Yan Yufeng.

Yan Yufeng was shocked, in the past, he said this to everyone, but at this time, hearing this, his heart was really warm.

Mo Feng, Liu Xiaoke, Lu Hua, Hu Dingyuan, Ouyang Shangzhi, this is the strongest five-person lineup in Beiyang now, they pursed their lips, gritted their teeth, and looked at the upcoming Shenyang No. 2 Middle School, their eyes showed resolute fighting spirit.

Come on, see who is stronger!

History seems to have returned to the original point, and the weak Beiyang No. 12 Middle School will start anew and launch its own craziest challenge against a powerful opponent!