Campus Basketball (Part 3)

The invincible pride of the brave stands in the long wind

When the players from Beiyang No. 12 Middle School came on the field, Xia finally showed a slight sneer, No. 8 Yan Yufeng did not play, in the case of the whole team can only score points, what does it mean that he does not play?

Wolves?

What a joke!

Xia sneered, stretched out his hand to stop Lu Di and other main players who were about to play, and said: "Yang Huo, Ren Fei, Jiang Yu, Yum you four, Lu Di, Chang Meng, Di Zhen, you rest!" ”

Lu Di blinked, and immediately glanced at Beiyang's on-court personnel, and when he saw that Yan Yufeng didn't play, he couldn't help but be disappointed, nodded and said, "Got it!" At the same time, he also pulled Chang Meng and Di Zhen down and sat down together.

Di Zhen pursed his lips and sat there silently.

Only Chang Meng muttered: "Alas, I thought there would be a big battle today, but I didn't expect to be able to rest in the second quarter, cut!" ”

Lu Di took a deep look at Yan Yufeng, who was sitting there panting and resting, and his heart was full of questions.

For the coach's arrangement, Lu Di feels that it is understandable, the situation is already very clear, for a team with such strength as the 12th Middle School, it is very reasonable to appropriately replace the main players to rest and let the substitutes go on the field to adapt to the game.

However, in such a situation, the 12th Middle School also replaced such an important figure as Yan Yufeng, which really made Lu Di puzzled!

What the hell is going on in Beiyang? Are you really going to give up?

As the whistle blew, the second quarter began.

At this moment, Nanjing No. 9 Middle School still maintains three main players on the field, as well as the best sixth man Tan Baisheng and the substitute center Qu Yang, and began to put more pressure on Beiyang No. 12 Middle School.

Ren Fei ran sideways, shook off Xiang Jie who was following behind, just arrived at the position, the ball had already passed from Tan Baisheng's hand, receiving the ball, turning around, jumping, the three actions were done in one go, the ball drew a small arc, just swept the right end of the basket, and passed through the left side of the basket.

"Brush!" Hollow into the ground.

Ren Fei shook his fingers and looked at Xiang Jie, who had already jumped up the lid to no avail, his face full of disdain.

Xiang Jie didn't have any angry expression because of Ren Fei's provocative actions, wiped the sweat from the tip of his eyebrows, and ran to the front without saying a word.

The ball is still helplessly passed on the outside, although time is passing a little bit, but Beiyang No. 12 Middle School is not irritable, and is still quickly reversing the ball on the outside.

Zhai Yong, who has cooperated with Plateau for nearly three years, flashed a cold light in his eyes, suddenly accelerated, and crossed Tan Baisheng by one position, his hands shook, and almost at the same time as the plateau started, the ball hit the ground and passed into the inner line.

Jiang Yu was still on the way to turn around at the moment, and he didn't see where the ball was going at all, but he instinctively chased towards the plateau.

The ball slashed past the river fish, landed on the ground, and immediately bounced up like lightning, just to the side of the plateau.

Gao Yuan shouted, caught the ball, took three steps, his posture was coherent, and his speed was extremely fast, and he suddenly threw off the river fish behind him dangerously and rushed into the inner line.

"Delusional!" Yang Huo rushed over like a tiger, blocking the castration of the plateau.

A smile bloomed on Gao Yuan's face, and the smile looked so strange on his red, sweaty face.

Yang Huoleng was stunned, but he heard a loud cry from Jiang Yu: "Back!" ”

turned around in shock, but saw Xiang Jie cutting in at high speed from the left side, and the ball was in his hand, and at this moment, because of his rash attack, there was no one under the basket!

"Bang!" Xiang Jie hung on the basket and roared loudly.

How could the ball get in front of him, wasn't it in the hands of this No. 5 just now? I saw it so real! Yang Huo froze in place.

"Yay!" There was a shout on the rest seat of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School.

Gao Yuan hugged Xiang Jie and shouted: "Well done!" ”

Chang Meng asked: "Didn't the ball still be in the hands of No. 5 just now?" ”

Lu Di shook his head and said, "Just now, when the No. 5 took the second step, he had already passed the ball with a low hand, but Yang Huo was attracted by the fake momentum of the No. 5 three-step layup, just looking at his upper body, how could he look down at the ground!" ”

"Good fit!" Di Zhen said lightly.

"Beiyang finally scored 2 points by cooperating! Alas'! Lu Di smiled and sighed.

Chang Meng suddenly shook and shouted, "Danger! ”

Lu Di immediately looked over, and the smile that was still on his face suddenly froze.

A man flew up diagonally, and threw the basketball that was almost parallel to him forward at the moment he landed, and the ball was saved by this, and suddenly changed direction and flew towards the half court of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School.

Originally, the ball could not be saved, and the players of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School just stood there, waiting for the sideline ball, but saw a black figure rushing towards the basketball, and jumped out of the sideline with the basketball, and miraculously saved the ball.

All the players of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School are flute, and no one is ready to return to defense, but the people of Beiyang No. 9 Middle School are already ready, because they believe in Zhai Yong!

Believe in his thirst for victory.

Xiang Jie and Gao Yuan shouted at the same time, and rushed forward with strength, where there was no one!

Gao Yuan bent down to catch the ball, threw the ball forward again, and shouted at the same time: "Xiang Jie! ”

At this moment, Xiang Jie has to run faster than any time, to focus more than any time, catch the pass of the plateau, with the danger of Zhai Yong, with the anger of Jiuzhong, Xiang Jie jumped high again, this time, he jumped higher than any time, he did not have the technical difficulty of Yan Yufeng, there was a stagnation, and he did not have an elegant posture like the night wind, but at the moment, in the eyes of all the players in Beiyang, Xiang Jie's hands were vigorously buckled and the most perfect slam dunk in the world.

"Whew!"

Xiang Jie roared angrily, waving his right hand at the cheerleaders of the Ninth Middle School who were hugging him with boos, and demonstrated forcefully.

"Damn, you're doing a great job!" Gao Yuan jumped up and pounced on Xiang Jie at the same time.

"Good job! While the ninth middle school has not yet changed to the main force, we will chase the score back! Xiang Jie clenched his fists and shouted to Gao Yuan.

"Yes! Let's go! ”

At this moment, on the other side of the court, Yan Yufeng and the others had already run to Zhai Yong, who was still on the ground, "Zhai Yong! Qin Lan, who had the best relationship with him in the team, shouted nervously.

"I'm fine, when I landed, I used my big ass to fall first, ouch, my ass hurts!" Zhai Yong didn't dare to sit on the ground, propped himself on the ground, and got up with everyone's support.

"It's okay!" Yan Yufeng hugged Zhai Yong.

"It's okay, it's just that my butt hurts a little!" Zhai Yong barely managed to squeeze out a smile.

"Do you want to replace Long Guang with you!" Wang Xuechao looked at Zhai Yong, who had a painful expression, and said in a panic.

"I haven't fallen yet!" Zhai Yong broke free of Yan Yufeng's hands, limped towards the field, and turned around to pretend to be a smile that was more ugly than crying at everyone.

"Alas!" Shi Guang sighed worriedly.

This is only the first time, there will definitely be a second time, a third time, this, what to do!

"Let's go back!" Yan Yufeng greeted everyone expressionlessly, and walked to the rest seat first.

And that's just the beginning!

I know that there are still many difficulties waiting for you, hold on, my loveliest brothers!

The score has always remained at a nine-point gap, but this gap will increase by 2 points almost after three rounds, because the offensive rate of Jiuzhong is far higher than that of Beiyang 12.

Yan Yufeng's brows have been furrowed, the ninth middle school has not become easy to deal with because of the fate of Lu Di and the other three main forces, only one Yang Huo has put the twelfth middle school under great pressure, not to mention that there is Jiangyu on the outside, Ren Fei's generation of scoring players are eyeing the outside, and the situation in the twelfth middle school is still critical!

Xiang Jie has fallen down for the nth time, and the scene of him rubbing his chest from time to time makes Yan Yufeng's heart ache, but every time he sees himself, Xiang Jie always raises his hand, shows a forced smile on his face, and signals to himself that he is fine.

Good, good? Xiang Jie, how long can you hold on???

Zhai Yong was obviously injured in the process of saving the ball just now, and it can be seen from his walking posture that he is enduring the pain in his hips, and the purple face of the plateau tells himself that he has reached the point where the oil has run out, and he wants to rest, but he just doesn't raise his hand to replace himself, and he is still frantically draining his remaining physical strength to recover the score on the field.

Dazhu has just gotten off the field once, not to rest, but because his chin was hit by Yang Huo's elbow fiercely, a hole was opened, bleeding and he went down for treatment, after a simple bandage, Dazhu forcibly stopped Cao Tao from going on the field and ran back to the field.

Friends, friends, you are truly the loveliest people in the world.

Yan Yufeng let out a long breath, and there was endless anger in his heart.

He was already much better, and after a short rest, Yan Yufeng had already felt the rapid recovery of his physical strength, which made him pleasantly surprised.

In fact, it is very normal for such a situation to occur, without intense exercise, suddenly let yourself carry out high-intensity exercise, the body will immediately appear abnormal performance of physical fitness, such a performance can make yourself have a feeling of exhaustion, panting, and weakness of the whole body, but after a slow rest, the body will quickly adapt to it, and its own physical fitness will be fully activated at this time, which can obviously make you feel full of strength.

(This is not YY, I also have my own experience, for example, you did not make any big warm-up preparations, suddenly played a game, and every time the attack can need you to complete, in just a few minutes, high-intensity sports will immediately make you feel a sense of strength, but this is just an illusion, in the conscious slowing down of their movements, slowly adapting, you will gradually feel the recovery of physical strength, at this time, your physical fitness is really activated!) I don't know if you ever feel like this when you play? ）

Yan Yufeng moved his muscles and bones, and he had already made up his mind to go on the court as soon as possible and replace his teammates who were still persevering, so that they could get a short rest soon.

Lu Di glanced at the coach sideways, but Xia was still sitting there expressionlessly, "I've been chased for four points!" 22 to 15, only seven points apart! Lu Di thought to himself.

Di Zhen had already started to move his hands and feet there, and Lu Di waved his hand to stop him, saying, "We haven't played so soon!" ”

"Oh!" Di Zhen said coldly.

"You have to believe Yang Huo! I think that's what the coach meant! Lu Di looked at Yang Huodao, whose face began to be angry.

"If you Yang Huo off, hehe!" Di Zhen didn't say any more, but his face was full of sneers.

Lu Di pursed his mouth with a smile, Yang Huo's temper was known to the whole team, he was crazy, no one recognized him, and whoever blocked it had to fall down, and even Chang Meng sometimes didn't dare to step forward to block hard.

Sure enough, as soon as Yang Huo was about to be in place, he suddenly sank, put Xiang Jie behind him behind him, and raised his hand to ask for the ball.

The ball immediately came from Tan Baisheng's hand, and Yang Huo turned around and slapped the ball sideways, looking like he was going to buckle it again.

"Ugh!" Although Xiang Jie had tried his best, he still couldn't withstand Yang Huo's huge explosive power, and sat down again.

"Die!" Yang Huo suddenly felt a lightness behind him, and his heart was happy, turned around, jumped up and buckled to the basket.

In the afterglow of his eyes, he saw a black shadow flying horizontally towards him.

Feeling that his hands were empty, and his body was out of control, Yang Huo sat on the ground in embarrassment, and beside him, a tall figure stood there.

"Don't think this is a kindergarten!" Han Dazhu looked coldly at Yang Huodao on the ground.

In the absence of Chang Meng, a heavyweight, Han Dazhu's pressure suddenly lightened a lot, and the moment Xiang Jie fell to the ground, Dazhu realized what this No. 11 was going to do, so he covered his strength, saw the opportunity, stepped forward with a big hat, and fanned down No. 11 with the ball.

Yang Huo stood up slowly, then walked backwards back, stretched out his hand and pointed at Han Dazhu as he walked, his eyes were full of fierce light.

Han Dazhu snorted and threw the ball to Zhai Yong, who was still covering his buttocks.

"Hey, handsome guy, no problem!" Dazhu shouted.

"Damn!" Zhai Yong shouted, "Who am I?" Of course it's fine! No problem at all! Zhai Yong pursed his lips and looked fine.

"Stop talking, get on!" The plateau ran past the pillar, urging the way.

"Yes!" Da Zhu and Zhai Yong answered at the same time and ran towards the ninth half!

This cap not only boosted the morale of the players on the field, but also made the coaches and players off the field happy.

Yan Yufeng was also excited, but he didn't expect that his departure did not lead to the continued deterioration of the situation, but aroused the deepest motivation in everyone's hearts.

The cooperation was also played, the points were scored, and the score gap was narrowed to seven points, Yan Yufeng seemed to see a glimmer of victory!

The game continues, Beiyang No. 12 Middle School has played until now, and finally found the kind of bravery before, although the offensive and defense of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School is still as sharp as the first quarter, but after 13 minutes of adaptation, Gao Yuan, Xiang Jie, Ye Changfeng and others have slowly found the feeling of cooperating with each other, and the offense began to seem to be a little disciplined, although it cannot be said that it is the same as the previous game, scoring again and again, but it can still be under the high pressure of the No. 9, breathing strongly.

The only thing that Yan Yufeng felt lacking was the silence of Ye Changfeng, as the second scorer in the team, it had been almost 13 minutes since the start of the game, and he had not even scored an inch, which really made Yan Yufeng feel regretful.

For Ye Changfeng's silence, Yan Yufeng naturally knew that this was caused by the powerful and terrifying positions of the Nine Middle School, in front of this group of Jiangsu chief basketball masters, Ye Changfeng was strongly blocked, and the inability to score for more than ten minutes made Ye Changfeng's confidence disappear.

You know, what does it mean if a pitcher loses the confidence to shoot during a game?

Night wind, you must get back to self-confidence as soon as possible!

In such an important game, in front of such a strong opponent, you must find yourself!

I believe in you, you will do it, Night Wind!

The night wind shook left and right twice, but Ren Fei was not fooled, he still sank his center of gravity, opened his hands and firmly covered the night wind in front of him, and the feeling of despair surged in his heart again, and in desperation, the night wind had to pour the ball back into the hands of the plateau again.

The time wasted by the futility of the night wind left Takahara with no time to look for any more opportunities to score, so he hurriedly jumped up and threw the ball.

"Dang!" There was no possibility for the ball to smash on the rebound, and before it fell, it was snatched up by Yang Huo.

"Up!" Yang Huo stood there, waved his hand fiercely and bent forward, and then threw the ball vigorously to the front court.

Tan Baisheng, Jiang Yu, and Ren Fei fired three arrows at the same time, rushing murderously from the left and right middle three roads to the twelfth half.

"Quick!" Gao Yuan roared, beckoning his teammates to quickly return to the defense, resisting the new round of fast attack in the ninth middle school, while mustering up the remaining physical strength, one person rushed back first.

At this moment, the ball is already under the control of Tan Baisheng, receiving the ball, dribbling, accelerating, the three actions are done in one go, and in a few steps, he has stepped into the three-point line.

On the left side, Ren Fei slowed down, walked diagonally, and the pace was like a foxtrot, echoing with Tan Baisheng from afar, posing in a posture, and always ready to meet Tan Baisheng.

Jiang Yu on the right also slowed down, but it was different from the strategy adopted by Ren Fei, he followed closely behind Tan Baisheng, and after Baisheng stepped into the three-point line, he suddenly accelerated, separated from Tan Baisheng, and ran to the right corner.

Yan Yufeng's brows suddenly wrinkled, the posture of the three of them was too powerful, one was the main attacker, one was behind him to prepare a basket or even a dunk, and the other was in a good position, ready to be the third point of attack, which seemed to be false, but with the strength of Jiang Yu, when no one was defending and was so close to the basket, no one would doubt that he would not be able to shoot this ball!

Nanjing No. 9 Middle School really does not lose the identity of the hegemon of Jiangsu, and there are several attack methods and plans for a fast attack, and the wind of the hegemon shows its body!

Just as Yan Yufeng was amazed, the changes on the field were already evolving rapidly.

Tan Baisheng shouted, hugged the ball and started, without hesitation, and decisively made a layup.

"Delusional!" Gao Yuan's figure was behind him, and seeing that Tan Baisheng was about to go to the basket, he shouted loudly and chased after him.

"Humph!" Tan Baisheng showed disdain on his face, although the No. 5 was behind him, and his size was more than ten centimeters different from him, but as the best sixth man in the nine, he had experienced countless competitions, and had faced many opponents like No. 5, Tan Baisheng knew what to use to deal with it.

Tan Baisheng shouted, the third step finally strew, his left foot kicked the ground, jumped to the basket, the body in the air suddenly shrank, the two feet bent the knees arched, but the two hands held the ball tightly between the abdomen, until the highest point, the right hand held the ball up, trying to stretch forward.

Seeing this, Lu Di couldn't help but exclaim: "Beautiful! ”

Tan Baisheng's move does have the magic of a villain, using the arch of the body, completely pressing Gao Yuan behind him, trying his best to restrain him from trying to reach forward to block the action, and when he reached the highest point, he held the basketball in his abdomen to the basket, instead of holding it in his hand early, dialed to the basket, and played a time difference again.

Under one move, no matter how tall the plateau is, it is useless.

Gao Yuan also let out a roar, and his voice revealed the helplessness of grief and indignation!

Yan Yufeng sighed, knowing that there was no hope.

Mutant Regeneration!

A figure slanted in from the left at high speed, and the whole figure jumped in the air, pressing towards Tan Baisheng in a terrifying parallel posture.

Tan Baisheng was proud, suddenly felt the light suddenly dimmed, the left ear sounded a sound of breaking wind, a black shadow similar to a hand crossed in front of his eyes, the right hand holding the ball suddenly felt empty, and at the same time a strong force spread throughout the entire arm, forcibly destroying his balance and falling to the ground.

"Smack!"

The basketball slammed into the floor, and then exploded and landed off the court.

A pair of big hands with green muscles held the ball steadily, the man turned around, looked down at Tan Baisheng who fell to the ground, and glanced at the referee who didn't mean to blow the whistle at all, and said lightly: "Not everyone can go to the basket!" ”

The plateau standing behind the two of them heard the words, and looked at the proud night wind in front of him, and vaguely, he thought that Yan Yufeng was standing in front of him!

"Long Wind!" Cao Tao shouted uncontrollably: "Well done! ”

"Hey, hey!" The misplaced Tan Baisheng woke up from the cap, sneered, stretched out his hand and pointed at the night wind, lit it again and again, and then turned around and ran away.

"Come on!" The plateau hugged the night long wind, and said heartily.

"It's my turn!" The night wind broke free of the embrace of the plateau and dribbled forward.

Looking at the figure of Ye Changfeng, Yan Yufeng became excited, you are finally back!

Work hard, long wind!

Lu Di looked at the 15th who was approaching, and his vision blurred!

At this moment, the momentum and spiritual temperament of the 15th in front of him are no longer the useless and useless 15 just now, what happened to him?

The night breeze slowly carried the ball forward, and the five people of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School in front of them became clearer and clearer, every movement of each person's face was so clear in the eyes, and every movement of their bodies was transmitted from the eyes to the brain without leakage.

The brain was so calm that he could almost feel what they were going to do next, how they were going to move, and the thrill of knowing the other was almost like screaming loudly.

I don't know what happened, what's wrong with me, I just know that when I saw Tan Baisheng and the three of them going hand in hand, killing their own half, and the lonely and brave back of Gao Yuan who was chasing after him, he was depressed in his heart, helpless, and suddenly hit by a strange feeling, I am not incompetent, I am not!

A kind of power suddenly surged all over the body, and the night wind almost relied on the feeling in the dark, like the black eagle in the air gliding towards its prey, quietly and quickly rushing towards Tan Baisheng.

When he grabbed the basketball under the cover in his hand, Ye Changfeng looked at the pond Baisheng who fell to the ground, and all his previous self-confidence was like the dam of the Yellow River, and suddenly returned to himself and poured into the depths of his heart!

Let you see the real level of my night wind!

"Whew!" Ye Changfeng's body shook suddenly, and his whole body leaned completely to the right, and Ren Fei in front of him was obviously shocked by No. 15's breakthrough at all, his center of gravity shifted to the left with all his strength, and his feet were wrong, and he went to block No. 15's lightning-like change of direction.

Ye Changfeng's body paused, his right-leaning body stopped in an instant, his left hand stuck to the basketball, his right hand bent his wrist changed, and suddenly became a ball-holding gesture, and his body stretched out, when Ren Fei was still bent over to move, Ye Changfeng had already jumped up, completed all the actions of shooting, and gently dialed the ball out.

"Brush!"

Hollow into the net!

"Yay!"

The rest seat of the twelfth middle school suddenly shouted loudly.

Night Changfeng stared at the slightly swaying basketball net, and silently said in his heart: I'm back!

Yan Yufeng laughed, the night long wind scoring scene was in his eyes, he finally regained his self-confidence, and as if he had been reborn, just now, he completely threw Ren Fei away, and then stopped shooting urgently, and his movements were as natural as water.

"Changfeng, I know you're one level better! Ha ha! Yan Yufeng couldn't help laughing, at such a critical moment, the outbreak of the night wind made Yan Yufeng finally see a glimmer of victory!

Under heavy pressure, Ye Changfeng, who has the second best basketball talent with Yan Yufeng, did not retreat but advanced after sinking for a quarter and a half, and his ball skills and spiritual realm exploded like a blowout at the same time!

Lu Di stood up almost at the same time as Summer, and after standing up, he realized that they were amazingly similar to each other, and at the same time saw the look of surprise in each other's eyes.

This 15th actually broke out!

At this moment, every action of No. 15 on the field has changed slightly from just now, he is no longer nervous, no longer cramped with the ball or panicked with the opponent and tired, but constantly from the opponent's run to choose the surname of the pass or break point like a card defense.

He actually began to play as if he was thinking, which really surprised and puzzled Lu Di and Xia, but now there was no time to think about the mutation of No. 15, and what the two of them had to face now was how to suppress the offensive that suddenly became fierce in the twelve.

22 to 17!

It's only five points off!

Every player on the rest bench of the 12th Middle School looked at the scoreboard, shouted loudly, and shouted for the teammates on the field, and the audience did not seem to have reacted from the sudden tidal attack of the 12th Middle School in just a few minutes, and the shouts that once resounded all over the field suddenly disappeared!

What reverberated in the audience was the constant roar of Gao Yuan and the others on that field.

What does this sound like?

It's as heart-wrenching as a wolf howling at the moon!

Looking at their expressions, the crazy smell made Summer feel stunned, and a voice sounded in her ears: they are wolves!

Is this true?

Summer couldn't believe it, and once again looked at the scoreboard hanging there, and he finally couldn't hold his breath.

"Di Zhen, Chang Meng, you replace Qu Yang, Ren Fei!" The sound of summer sounded on the rest seat of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School.

Di Zhen and Chang Meng slowly stood up, threw the towel on the chair, and the two walked silently to the statistics table.

"Look at yours!" Lu Di patted Di Zhen's shoulder, the latter turned around, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and said lightly: "Give it to me on the 15th!" ”

"Yes!" Lu Di showed a bright smile.

After a dead ball, Jiuzhong finally sent the two main forces to the field again, and suddenly had four of the five starting tigers of Nanjing Jiuzhong Middle School, and the situation changed again.

Because of the sudden improvement of the situation in the 12th Middle School, the atmosphere in the south van became warm.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that the night wind would explode after being silent for so long, haha'''''''!" Cao Hui laughed and said, the large fat on his face trembled in a large area because of the joy in his heart that turned from sadness to joy, which made people feel funny and real.

"Yes, I didn't expect that No. 15 suddenly became heroic, and the five people in the 12th middle school on the court changed the decline of the first quarter, all of them were like dragons and tigers, and there were cooperation and individual performances, I really can't think of it, I can't think of it!" Chen Dingjun also exclaimed in surprise.

"This may just be a struggle before dying, don't you see that in order to gain this inch of superiority, the Twelfth Middle School has exhausted a lot of physical strength? There are as many as two sections, and this move is really inappropriate! Zhang Dong said calmly worriedly.

Cao Chen and the others were suddenly dumbfounded, the former flattened his mouth, and said dissatisfiedly: "Zhang Dong, your bad habit of pouring cold water has not changed, can't you not say something depressing?" ”

"Hmph, tell me the truth!" Zhang Dong obviously didn't shake Cao back, and he didn't look back.

"Alright, stop making noise about this boring question, let's see what happens on the field! Hey! Nine middle school substitutions! What the? Di Zhen and Chang Meng, the two main forces are on the field! Chen Dingjun was shocked.

Cao Hui's expression became heavy: "Two of the three pillars of the Ninth Middle School are back on the court, obviously in the summer, I want to suppress the momentum of the Twelfth Middle School that just raised its head, and the Twelfth Middle School is not good!" ”

Zhang Dong changed his normal state at this time, and said: "I don't think necessarily, maybe this is what the Twelfth Middle School has to bear, don't you think that the Twelfth Middle School is like a rubber band, constantly adapting to the pull of the huge and powerful hands of Nanjing Ninth Middle School?" From the first quarter of no one scored, no cooperation to the current cooperation, the personal wonderful performance can be clearly seen that the 12th middle school is a team with a very tenacious surname, looking for a strategy to defeat the enemy under constant pressure, such a team, appearing in a team composed of only high school students, it is amazing! ”

Zhang Dong's words immediately caused Cao Chen and the two to ponder, and Zhang Dong continued: "The game has been played so far, it can only be said that it has just begun, and the real training and competition is actually in my opinion, it has not yet come, ''''''''''!" ”

"Why do you say that?" Cao Hui interjected and asked.

Zhang Dong rolled his eyes at Cao Hui and said, "Didn't you see that the real trump cards of the two teams did not appear?" While speaking, Zhang Dong moved his gaze to the rest benches of the two sides on the side of the court, "Yan Yufeng's non-play, it should be because of physical problems, and Lu Di's non-play, it should be the behavior of the summer gambling and strategizing." ”

"How so?" Chen Dingjun asked.

"The second quarter of the twelfth middle school did not let Yan Yufeng just want him to recover his strength as soon as possible, and then hoped that in the following two quarters, there was a hope of equalization, and the head coach of the ninth middle school did not let the three main players play in the second quarter of the summer, on the one hand, he wanted to despise the twelfth middle school strategically, and on the other hand, he also made the necessary preparations for the desperate counterattack launched by the twelfth middle school under the leadership of Yan Yufeng in the third and fourth quarters of the twelfth middle school, but because of the outbreak of the 15th, the personnel on the court of the ninth middle school were out of control in the situation, which made Xia intolerable. Especially in their home stadium, and the prestige of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School could not allow such a team to wreak havoc, so Di Zhen and Chang Meng were allowed to play in advance to carry out an offensive operation. This point has already appeared, and I don't want to explain it more! Zhang Dongyan looked at Cao Hui and Chen Dingjun, who were listening attentively, smiled slightly, and continued: "When will Yan Yufeng play, Lu Di will play, as long as the two of them play, then the decisive battle between Nanjing No. 9 Middle School and Beiyang No. 12 Middle School will officially kick off!" Hehe, the show is just around the corner, and if nothing else, the third quarter is the real battle! ”

The eyes of the three of them fell to Yan Yufeng who was standing on the sidelines at the same time.

At this moment, in another box, there were also three people's eyes fixed on Yan Yufeng's body.

"I can't imagine that the twelve have such a big rebound ability!" Xu Qiang shook his head and sighed.

"Although the situation has changed slightly, the price of the twelfth middle school is too good to lose, such a physically demanding style of play, how to face the next two quarters? Hey! Jiang Bo still didn't care.

Hu Weidong didn't speak, holding his chin with both hands, and looked at the arena calmly.

"Lao Hu, what do you think?" Xu Qiang saw that his old friend was silent, and asked strangely in his heart.

"I don't think the game is in the ** yet!" Hu Weidong said slowly.

"Oh! The game is fierce enough, Lao Hu, do you have such an idea because Xiao Lu hasn't played yet? Jiang Bo also said strangely.

"No," Hu Weidong shook his head lightly and said: "Actually, from my point of view, both teams have been gathering momentum, and the outbreak of the 15th is a proof, the potential of the 12th Middle School is not just what we see now, you see, how much difference is the offensive and defense of the 12th Middle School and the first quarter?" Judging the state of the two, Beiyang No. 12 Middle School? A mysterious dark horse! ”

Xu Qiang nodded thoughtfully, and said: "That's right, it seems that this dark horse seems to be a bigger and stronger team, no matter in terms of morale and momentum on the field, they have a more powerful tendency, which is really incomprehensible!" ”

"I don't think so, it's just a return to the light, ha! You see, the summer finally sent Di Zhen and Chang Meng, the two big guys, hehe, the twelfth middle school is about to be attacked more powerfully! Jiang Bo laughed and pointed to the court.

Hu Weidong's brows were still furrowed, but he didn't speak, but he knew very well in his heart: The real battle has not started yet, this is just a warm-up before the big battle, so when is the decisive battle?

I think that's going to be in the third verse!

Yan Yufeng stared at Di Zhenchangmeng, who had just been replaced, and suddenly became nervous again, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at the coach, but saw that Wang Xuechao was also helpless and uneasy, and couldn't help sighing, the good mood just now was gone.

There are so many cards in the hands of the nine, and what about us? Maybe if you want to count it, I'll be the only one left!

Thinking of this, Yan Yufeng glanced sideways at Lu Di, who was still sitting there, and felt a burst of irritability in his heart, this biggest trump card has not yet been shot, what is the coach of the ninth middle school waiting for?

Is it waiting for me?

Now what?

Yan Yufeng's eyes once again looked at his teammates on the field.

It's up to you, and the next attack of the Ninth Middle School depends on you!

The night is long, show your talent to the fullest!

Please hold on, Section 3, let's fight together!

Standing in front of Di Zhen, Ye Changfeng closed his lips tightly, but the sharp light in his eyes told the other party, even if you are replaced, what if you come up? I'm going to tear you apart piece by piece to repay the insult you have given me in verse 1.

Di Zhen sneered on his face, standing one step away from Ye Changfeng, although his eyes were focused on this No. 15, the disdain in his eyes had already told Ye Changfeng: What are you? He De is here to stop me!

The two sides looked at each other sharply, without the slightest intention of giving in, and this pair of people, who each belonged to the second ace of the team and was about to be the number one person in the team, surprisingly matched.

The world is both so wide and so narrow, two talented basketball teenagers, fateful to come up, this pair, is three years!

The ball reached Di Zhen's hand, Di Zhen looked at the calm night long wind in front of him, opened his lips lightly and said coldly: "I'm here!" ”

A sneer appeared on Ye Changfeng's face, and he shot back fearlessly: "Come on!" ”

The duel is once again burning like fire!

The invincible pride of the brave stands in the long wind

Great Qin Bingbing

2004-9-25

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