Ravaging the Stadium (2)

Yan Yufeng returned to his defensive position, and Li Feng, who was standing behind, shouted: "Boy, one more!" ”

Wang Zhiquan and Long Guang on the sidelines yelled desperately: "Yan Yufeng, I want your autograph!" ”

And Gao Yuan shouted: "Cheer up, they are up!" ”

Yan Yufeng lowered his waist and looked at the front intently.

The players in the forty-second middle school didn't seem to have recovered from the shock just now, and they set up the attack formation a little absent-mindedly, Feng Kun peeked at Yan Yufeng, only to see him staring at the basketball in his hand, his heart trembled, and he hurriedly passed the ball out.

Yue Long caught the ball, Feng Jing immediately ran out of the inner line, made a file split, Yue Long immediately rushed in, looked at Li Feng and Han Dazhu's blocking, passed the ball horizontally, and after blocking and dismantling, Feng Jing, who ran to the inside line, took the ball, cheered, took another step in, raised his hand and threw it to the basket.

The ball bounced lightly on the basket a few times, but it fell out again, and suddenly there was a sigh in the stands.

Han Dazhu stretched out his hand to grab the basket spot firmly, Zhai Yong ran over, Han Dazhu handed him the ball, Zhai Yong took the ball and immediately advanced to the front court, and five of the twelve quickly came to the half of the forty-two middle school and launched an offensive posture.

Gao Yuan took the ball and moved to the left, Zhai Yong staggered past him, and in attracting the attention of Feng Kun and Wang Shang, Gao Yuan slammed forward, jumped up and passed the ball to Zhai Yong, who had been inserted into the inner line, Zhai Yong received the ball and did not shoot immediately, after making a shooting feint, Li Chuan, who was defending in the middle, was suddenly deceived and jumped.

A smile flashed in Zhai Yong's eyes, and he slammed the ball to Li Feng, who was already ambushed under the basket.

Li Feng stuck Feng Jing behind him fiercely, caught the ball steadily, and did not dribble immediately, but shook his body from side to side, and suddenly a racket ball squeezed to the bottom line under the basket, Feng Jing was suddenly squeezed out of the defensive position, Li Feng didn't know, he suddenly felt empty behind him, shouted, and held the ball with both hands to hit the board and shoot.

The ball didn't hesitate at all, and made a three-pole rebound on the rebound, and it went into the basket very crisply.

When everyone saw that the attack was successful, they immediately quickly returned to the back.

Zhai Yong ran over with a big smile on his face and said, "Avenge me!" Yours is it! ”

Li Feng shook his stout body, glanced at Feng Jing hehe, and said, "Hitting him is as easy as eating!" ”

Li Chuan patted Feng Jing and said, "It's okay, I'll come to help defend next time!" ”

Feng Jing glanced at Li Feng, who was happily talking to the team, and said, "It's okay, see how I come to beat him." ”

Forty-two in a quick kill.

The five of them contracted the defense line very well, faintly excluding the players of the 42nd Middle School from the outside line.

Yue Long shouted loudly: "Pull away, pull away!" ”

After saying that, he passed the ball to Wang Shang on the sideline, Yan Yufeng immediately pounced, and Wang Shang immediately hoisted the ball to Feng Jing on the inside line.

Feng Jing took the ball and turned around, faced Li Feng's defense, raised his hand and throw, Li Feng cheered, jumped up to cover, that knew that there was nothing in front of him, knew that he was in the middle of the plan, after Feng Jing deceived Li Feng, a dribble, he had come to the basket between steps, leaning on his height of 1.95 meters, he jumped up with momentum, and came to a big slam dunk with both hands.

"Peng!" The basket was slightly deformed by the wind thorn, and the wind thorn roared, and raised his hand to pound his chest.

4 to 7.

The students in the audience finally cheered, and the basketball court after the silence after being deducted by Yan Yufeng just now became noisy again.

Gao Jin shouted from the rest seat: "Good boy! ”

Haoran danced the towel in his hand and waved it vigorously.

Zheng Xing clenched his hands and screamed as if venting: "Good job!" ”

Zhai Yong glanced at the depressed Li Feng, laughed, and said, "Go back to him, go!" ”

Yan Yufeng didn't speak, and he had already come to the other party's half alone.

Wang Shang immediately posted it, and Yue Long and Feng Kun also stood faintly beside the face to help.

Gao Yuan also arrived immediately, Zhai Yong swept the field in front of him, raised his hand and passed the ball vigorously.

Gao Yuan jumped up to catch the basketball, and as soon as it fell, Feng Kun rushed over.

At this moment, there were only Yan Yufeng and Gao Yuan in the front court, Gao Yuan looked up at Yan Yufeng, a light flashed in Yan Yufeng's eyes, and he suddenly ran towards his side.

Gao Yuan showed a slight smile, suddenly stood up, picked up his hands and wanted to pass on, Feng Kun really immediately stood up, his hands danced, Gao Yuan laughed, and his short body rushed to the right, and he was already on Feng Kun's left side in an instant.

After Feng Kun, there was an open space in front of the plateau, cheering, the plateau slowed down, and the peripheral vision of his eyes saw Yuelong's high-speed killing, and Yan Yufeng had already rushed diagonally towards the basket along his position just now, followed by Wang Shang.

Gao Yuan paused again, and went to the inside line in the opposite direction of Yan Yufeng, Yue Long had already posted it under the deliberate waiting pause of Gao Yuan at this time, and Feng Kun, who had been thrown off, also reacted quickly from behind.

The plateau was immediately caught between two loaves of bread.

But this is what Gao Yuan wants, relying on Yue Long's body, he forcibly takes a step inward, raises his hand and suddenly throws the ball towards the basket.

Feng Jing, who had already returned from defense, suddenly shouted: "Oh no! ”

Gao Jin and Haoran on the sidelines also shouted almost at the same time: "Scheme! ”

Listening to the sound of breathing getting closer and closer behind him, Yan Yufeng sneered in his heart: What are you doing here?

Looking up and glancing at the basketball that had flown in, Yan Yufeng ignored Wang Shang, who was chasing closely behind, took a big step forward, jumped high, and caught the basketball steadily at the moment when the basketball flew to the hoop, then inhaled and tightened his abdomen, and then stiffened his waist and bent his knees, his body suddenly changed from a javelin to a giant bow with a beautiful arc, shouted, paused like a sign in the air, and suddenly exerted his strength and smashed the ball into the basket.

Absolute moment, absolute stillness, absolute visual enjoyment.

In everyone's eyes, it seemed that only a moment had passed, just a blink of an eye, Yan Yufeng had already fallen, but it felt as if Yan Yufeng had been in the air for a long time, and the moment he received the ball, almost everyone saw his unbelievable stagnation. As if he was pausing in the air and dunking like a double-held war hammer lifting and smashing the ground, just one minute later, Yan Yufeng brought an even more incredible air relay performance to everyone present.

Zhai Yong and Li Feng, who were standing in the middle circle, looked at each other and shouted in unison: "Buckle beautifully!" ”

Wang Zhiquan, Long Guang, Cao Tao and others who were on the bench couldn't help but stand up, and couldn't control their shouting.

Liu Wei trembled under the basket, leaning under the basket, he could feel the trembling of the skin transmitted by the basket to his body, and he could faintly smell the buzzing sound of metal shaking in his ears.

What is it? Who is this number 8? How could his bouncing power and air stay be so terrifying? Liu Wei shouted in his heart, as a reporter, he instinctively suddenly realized that he had finally caught a treasure today, this No. 8 is definitely a treasure, the trump card of the twelve, and the attack ability is even more incredible than that of the plateau!

Oh my God, why didn't I take a picture just now, what was I doing? No! I'm going to film all his movements, and I'm going to tell the editor-in-chief loudly that there is a guard in the Twelfth Middle School who is more powerful than the plateau! His name is number 8! A number that is the same as the most dazzling number 8 in the NBA!

Liu Wei was so excited that he sweated profusely, his hands were a little trembling and stroking the camera, and his heart was pounding! Even I don't know why my heart is beating so fast, I just know that the opportunity I dreamed of suddenly appeared in front of me, how could I not panic!

Calm down, calm down, take it easy! Take your time, he'll definitely dunk, I'm going to take the coolest picture, I'm going to let everyone know that Beiyang has a shining superstar again.

Gao Jin glanced at Haoran next to him, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "I'm starting to worry about the hoop of the best basketball court in our forty-two!" ”

Haoran once again took a deep look at Yan Yufeng, who was high-fived each other with Gao Yuan to show that he was happy to cooperate, and said with a depressed face: "I hope he won't be too cruel, he is simply ravaging our forty-two." ”

Zhang Wei murmured unconsciously: "I don't know what a dunk is now, oh my God!" I've been watching basketball for 5 years, and now I know! ”

Zheng Xing's mood at the moment doesn't understand himself, whether he is angry or disbelieving, who is this No. 8? He's just a freshman in high school who has just been promoted from junior high school, what did he just do? Score 4 points, it's all dunks! How does Wang Xuechao teach students? Do you want to break the basket in forty-two? Damn!

This is the three-guard tactic, the lore tactics that I painstakingly studied after getting Yan Yufeng, two super capable guards, at least three to four of you can attract the attention and defense of three to four of you, and then another organization guard to pass the organization, the center and a big forward in the interior or outside to carry out the necessary blocking, such an attack is a team absolutely unstoppable, absolutely unstoppable!

Wang Xuechao put up his hands and stood on the sidelines, his head proud, his eyes full of pride.

God is fortunate to take care of me Wang Xuechao, fortunately we are in the twelve, and we have a plateau and a stronger Yan Yufeng, two powerful scoring guards, I think there is anyone in Beiyang who can resist!

"Back to defense, hurry up, don't rub in!" Wang Xuechao shouted, this is not the time to be proud, on the field, even if you are twenty points ahead of the opponent, you have to treat the game as if you are twenty points behind to defend and attack desperately, this is the quality of a strong team to become a king!

Gao Yuan heard the coach's roar, patted Yan Yufeng, and said, "Let's go, the game has just begun!" ”

Yan Yufeng glanced at the audience in the stands who were speechless by himself, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said softly: "Not bad!" The race has just begun! ”

Qin Lan was a little angry and embarrassed and wrote behind Yan Yufeng: 4 points, a steal.

Plateau: 2 points, 2 assists.

There was a wave of anger flashing in my heart, but I was swept away by another irrepressible emotion.

I didn't expect him to be so strong, on the field, he was completely like a king in the world, full of domineering! Looking at the way he finished dunking, the roar, the crazy expression and the indifference afterwards were so strong, Yan Yufeng! What do you want? Qin Lan thought conflictedly and responsibly in her heart.

Just when Qin Lan was thinking about it complicatedly, Qin Yan's heart in the stands was taken away by Yan Yufeng little by little at the moment, the strong momentum, the beautiful posture, and the roar after venting, all of this made Qin Yan's heart pound.

There was amazement and unrealistic curses in their ears, and all the forty-two people were like a bunch of perverted sadists, who were slapped so hard that they wanted to be angry but were groaned so much by the painful pleasure of the slap.

Who is he? How could he have so much magic? Basketball! How is it that the barbaric sport, which has always been despised by itself, now seems as beautiful and elegant as a ballet on ice?

Oh, my God! Is he interpreting the true essence of basketball? Qin Yan couldn't help but groan.

Yu Guang saw Jin Yan who was staying next to him, and saw that his eyes were already looking directly at the court, looking at him exactly! Looking at the people around him, he can't imagine that there is only one look in everyone's eyes - him! He wears the number 8 jersey!

The game continued, the suffocating defense made the attack of the 42nd Middle School look so incompetent and pale, and the only end of the siege and onslaught was to be attacked quickly, the little man Zhai Yong suddenly passed, Yan Yufeng and Gao Yuan interspersed and ran, and the three of them passed the basketball over in front of the 42nd Squadron members who returned to the defense as if they were performing, and scored like juggling.

Qin Lan couldn't get over it anymore, and couldn't remember the technical statistics behind the names of Yan Yufeng, Gao Yuan and Zhai Yong, and cursed in her heart: Can't you be a little merciful? It's already 23 to 8, why do you still want to kill the killer like this?

"Brush!" Yan Yufeng shook a little, tore away Wang Shang, who was already a little exhausted, got up and jumped up to shoot, and shot into the basket at a fast speed.

Yan Yufeng jumped on the ground a few times, waved his hand, slapped his palm with the plateau that came over, and ran back.

"Toot ''''''''''''''''''''''''''!" The referee finally blew the whistle for the end of the first quarter.

"Phew!" Feng Jing bent down and looked at the ground in a sweat, sweating profusely, sweat dripping down.

"I said! It's too strong to resist at all! Feng Jing thought dejectedly.

"Let's go, let's chase it back next time!" Li Chuan, the center who also worked hard, comforted Feng Jing, who took on the responsibility of attacking for a whole section, and understood Feng Jing's mood very well.

Feng Jing turned his head to look at his teammates who were drinking water next to him, and suddenly smiled: "Anyway, if we lose, we might as well take out all our strength, and let the people in the twelfth middle school see that we are not vegetarians in the forty-second middle school!" ”

Li Chuan was silent, and his tone suddenly became firm: "You can't let them play like this, we have to fight back!" ”

"That's right! Let's make a comeback in verse two! Feng Jing stood up and said with the same firm expression.

"Well done, next Jiejie Yan Yufeng and the plateau rest, I want to train here and practice other tactics!" Wang Xuechao patted his hand and said with great interest.

Yan Yufeng and Gao Yuan glanced at each other, they both laughed, sat on the ground casually, picked up the water cup handed over by Qin Lan, and drank it in a big gulp.

Everyone is very interested, the strength of Forty-two Middle School is the same as they expected, the attack and defense are very average, and it is naturally very easy to play with such a team.

On the rest seat of the 42nd Middle School, which is less than 20 meters away from the 12th Middle School, Zheng Xing did not look like he was 17 points behind at all, and clapped his hands and said: "Everyone has worked hard in this section, and everyone has seen the strength of the 12th Middle School, which is stronger than the original, this is for sure, but I hope you will see it, look around, this is our home field, more than 3,000 alumni are shouting for you here, playing the majesty of our 42nd Middle School, next section, I need you to play better!" Have faith? ”

"Yes!" Feng Jing shouted.

"Good! Wang Shang, you did a good job, it's not your fault that you can score so many points on the 8th, you rest, Haoran is up, Yuelong you also performed well, now you have done your best, rest, go up again in the next section, Gao Jin, you go up! Zheng Xing cheered for his team members one by one, and all of a sudden, the depressed and depressed morale of the forty-two middle school immediately rose up, from their eyes, Zheng Xing saw the desire to fight, and couldn't help but think in his heart: Wang Xuechao, I won't let you win so easily! Wait to see the true strength of the forty-two!

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

The players of both teams came on the field one after another, Xiang Jie replaced Li Feng, Hu Yang replaced Zhai Yong, Wang Zhiquan and Long Guang, Cao Tao also replaced Han Dazhu, Zheng Xing looked at it, and immediately fell, but immediately laughed, and said to himself: "Substitute lineup, so underestimate us, haha, let you eat what it is like to underestimate the enemy." ”

Zheng Xing suddenly slapped his palm violently and shouted: "Give me a good fight, fight happily, let everyone see what your strength is!" ”

Feng Jing and his entourage glanced at each other and responded in unison: "Understood!" ”

Forty-two attacked, after a few passes, Gao Jin suddenly made a sudden breakthrough, shook off the poplar, and bravely went straight into the inner line, Xiang Jie had already played a game with Gao Jin, and knew that Gao Jin should probably be able to pass, but he didn't paste it quickly, but he just faintly stepped to the right side, and focused on Feng Jing.

Gao Jin entered the inside line alone, suddenly made a three-step layup, and then took the ball and sent it in the direction of Fengjing, Xiang Jie, who had already noticed, shouted, and rushed forward at a sharp acceleration, wanting to steal from it.

Gao Jin showed a sly look in his eyes, and the hand that sent the ball retracted, and at the same time, he stepped out in the third step, shouted, jumped up and raised his right hand high, and bravely held the ball to the basket in front of Cao Tao and Xiang Jie.

Xiang Jie realized that he had been fooled at this time, roared, rushed forward, and jumped up to seal it.

"Toot!" The referee blew the whistle. At the same time, the basketball was pulled out of Gao Jin's hand, and it was wiped off the rebound very neatly and fell into the basket.

"Yay!" The audience shouted.

Hit three points! Gao Jin landed a little unsteadily, Feng Jing came over and hugged him, and shouted, "Good job!" ”

Xiang Jie waved his hand hatefully, realizing that he was too impulsive just now.

Gao Jin has already jumped up, and he still catches up with the block, this is an obvious foul move, damn it! Xiang Jie thought hatefully.

Wang Xuechao, who was on the sidelines, waved his hand dissatisfiedly, and thought to himself: "Xiang Jie is inexperienced after all, how can such a ball be handled like this?"

The ball went in easily, causing another round of cheers.

The score became 25-11.

After Hu Yang dribbled the ball in half the court, Wang Zhiquan ran out to answer, Hu Yang took a cursory look and passed it rashly.

A figure flashed, and the ball changed direction in response, and the half of the reverse twelve fell.

Hu Yang was startled, and when he looked at it, he was Gao Jin again.

Damn it! Hu Yang screamed and chased after him.

Gao Jin was very fast, and a few steps had already reached the basket, he consciously brought it to the right outside line, and Hu Yang and Long Guang behind him unconsciously surrounded him.

Gao Jin smiled when he saw this, raised his hand and passed to the left.

Hu Yang was startled again, turned his head to look, Feng Jing had already plugged in at high speed, caught Gao Jin's just right pass, didn't stay at all, dribbled the ball forward, and suddenly came to the basket, with both feet together, he jumped with his feet, held the ball with both hands, and dunked it heavily.

"Yay'''''''''''!" The audience once again erupted in shouts, and the girls' chorus of "Fengjing, Fengjing''''''''" suddenly sounded in the audience again.

"Damn it!" Wang Xuechao danced vigorously to vent his dissatisfaction.

Qin Lan, who was doing it in the back, showed an unknown smile on his face.

25 to 13.

Hu Yang raised his hand and shouted: "My fault! ”

Everyone didn't speak, just patted the poplar, and after saying that it was nothing, they quickly killed the front.

After a few passes, the ball was hoisted to Xiang Jie, who was standing under the basket, after Xiang Jie received the ball, he immediately turned around, raised his hand and throw, a black shadow flew over, only to hear the sound of "pounce", and the basketball smashed out.

"Whew!" After Feng Jing fanned Xiang Jie's ball, he screamed and stood on the inside line.

"Toot!" The referee signaled that it was a ball in twelve.

Xiang Jie looked at the basketball rolling to the sidelines unwillingly, his face turned red all of a sudden, and he silently regained his position and waited for the serve.

The ball came out of Hu Yang's hand, Long Guang made a gesture when he received the ball, and Wang Zhiquan immediately ran out from the other side and made a block to block Haoran, who was defending Long Guang.

Haoran shouted: "Defense! ”

Long Guang shook off Hao and then rushed in, when he saw Feng Jing and Li Chuan's bag, he turned around and passed the ball back, Wang Zhiquan had already stood in place and waited for a long time, after receiving the ball, he threw the ball out without any interference.

"Brush!" The ball hollows into the net.

Sitting under the basket, Liu Wei couldn't help shouting: "Good ball!" ”

Wang Xuechao glanced at it, pursed his mouth, and said in his heart: This time it's called cooperation!

At 27-13, the score opened again.

The ball was sent quickly, and Gao Jin obviously saw that the speed of the twelfth middle school was slow, and with a strong throw, the ball flew directly over the half court and flew towards the empty front court of the twelfth middle school.

A figure flashed out, grabbed the ball in front of Hu Yang, who had the fastest defense, and then rushed boldly to the basket without hesitation.

"I want to go to the basket, no way!" Hu Yang screamed in his heart, and chased after him with all his strength.

Feng Kun, as a scoring guard, didn't score a point in the first quarter, and the fire in his heart is only known to himself, this opportunity, I will never give up, Feng Kun looked at the basket that was getting closer and closer, and rushed forward with a brave three-step layup.

"Toot!" The referee's whistle sounded again, and at the same time, Feng Kun also let out a shout, and reluctantly pulled the ball out under the push of Hu Yang behind him.

The ball touched the rebound, then landed on the basket, stumbled and bounced a few times, and finally couldn't hold on under the murderous gaze of the whole court and landed in the basket.

"Yay'''''''''''!" The forty-two middle school students in the audience shouted again.

It's another three-pointer! Damn it! Wang Xuechao shook his hand hatefully, turned his head and said, "Gao Yuan, get ready to play!" ”

The ball was thrown out of Feng Kun's hand, landed on the basket and bounced, missed the free throw, and fell out.

Cao Tao looked up at the basketball, which happened to fly in his direction, and raised his hand to catch the ball with great joy, a hand appeared horizontally on his head, lightly touched the basketball, and then dialed it again, and dialed the ball out of Cao Tao's range. Cao Tao's heart was cold, and he turned around to look.

It's Fengjing again!

After Feng Jing got the ball, he didn't make any feints at all, he jumped up and threw it, how could Cao Tao make him so easy, he opened his hand to cover it.

"Smack!" It was the sound of a thug, the whistle immediately followed, and what about the ball? I played with my heartbeat on the hoop again, and under all the eyes, I shook it a few times, and finally felt that it was not interesting, and I fell into the basket with my head.

"What the hell! Evil? ”

Wang Xuechao ignored the identity of the coach and yelled at the field from the sidelines.

It's another three-pointer.

In just one minute, the 12th was fouled three times in a row and scored three consecutive three-point goals.

Zhai Yong slammed the water cup in his hand on the ground and scolded: "Damn, it's too evil!" ”

Yan Yufeng didn't speak, quietly looked at Feng Jing on the field, Feng Jing was excited and crazy at the moment, looking at other players, they were all determined and fearless. I couldn't help but shake my head, suddenly laughed, and said in a voice that I could only hear: "It's interesting!" ”

Gao Yuan's face became serious at this time, he stood up, wiped his face with a towel, and walked to the statistics table, ready to play.

Long Guang was replaced, with a depressed face, Li Feng greeted him, patted him, and said, "It's okay!" They just go berserk occasionally! ”

The game was picked up, and the players in the 42nd Middle School were now as if they had taken a doping drug, taking the ball and rushing inside.

Because everyone knows which team will make free throws after committing 4 fouls in a quarter, no matter what kind of foul will be made, everyone in the 12 is careful and tries to avoid physical contact.

As a result, everyone's defense was a little useless, and Wang Xuechao was a little helpless next to him, why didn't he know the reason.

The students in the audience also clearly saw that the home team began to launch a counterattack, loud drumming up, as long as the 12th middle school took the ball, began to boo, and the 42nd middle school attack is a loud cheer, every player's touch of the ball will be shouted by the students in unison to the name, suddenly, the overwhelming advantage and momentum achieved by the 12th middle school in the first quarter were all reversed, and the atmosphere of the whole court reached a new **.

"Toot!" The referee's voice sounded again, Wang Xuechao's heart suddenly couldn't help but be shocked, and he hurriedly raised his eyes to look at the referee's gesture, and his heart was cold when he saw it.

The referee pointed to the plateau, made the gesture of No. 11, and then crossed his hands on his waist and ruled that the plateau blocked the foul!

The students in the audience immediately shouted, and several students shouted: "Punish him down, punish him down!" ”

Wang Xuechao became angry, rushed to the referee standing next to him and asked: "This ball is clearly a collision, how can we be sentenced to block it!" Do you see clearly! ”

The referee turned his head and raised his hand to give Wang Xuechao a gesture, then turned to the statistical table and waved his hand, and then pointed at Wang Xuechao, and actually sentenced Wang Xuechao to a technical foul! Shi Guang next to him saw that it was not good, and immediately dragged Wang Xuechao back.

"Toot!" The referee signaled two free throws, then another technical foul and one free throw, and the ball was still 42.

Zheng Xing, who was standing far away, patted his big feet and laughed: "Wang Xuechao, you also have today!" ”

Feng Jing didn't waste the opportunity, made three free throws and three goals, and then when he served the sideline ball, he took advantage of the momentum and opened his hand to shoot a three-pointer outside the three-point line.

The ball made a beautiful arc and landed in the basket very crisply.

"Yay!!!!!!!" The audience erupted in shouts again.

Feng Jing roared, turned around and waved his hand back at the head, and shouted, "Do you know who I am?" I'm the 20th Wind Vitex! See clearly! ”

"Wind Thorn, Wind Thorn! '''''''''''''''''''''''''" chorus is back, but this time, it's a male and female chorus!

Wang Xuechao had a dark feeling in front of his eyes, and looked at the scoreboard - 25 to 23.

actually chased it back, chasing 15 points in a row???

Liu Wei shook his head, looked at the 12th middle school player with a frustrated expression on his face, and thought to himself: Still stunned! Experience! How can such a game be played like this! Alas!

My heart suddenly turned, and I couldn't help but be happy: it seems that the 8th is going to play again! Here's your chance!

Sitting in the noisy crowd, Qin Yan was silent, looking at everyone's expressions like a virgin, basketball? It really has such a big charm, look, everyone is crazy about their team's performance just now, and their faces are completely written with the word "crazy"!

Looking at Feng Jing's excited and deformed face, at this moment, Qin Yan suddenly felt that he was not annoying at all, at this time, when standing on this court, Feng Jing had already become a hero, a hero in the forty-two!

Alas! He's gone? Qin Yan couldn't help but look at him who was sitting on the sidelines resting alone, he stayed there quietly with his face turned his back, not panicked at all, as if he was watching a game.

What are you thinking? Qin Yan couldn't help but be stupid.

Fengjing, you really didn't disappoint me, the game will finally not be boring! Yan Yufeng looked at the crazy faces of the audience, as well as the noisy cursing, and a smile appeared on his cold face: Interesting, the game is only starting to get interesting now.

Long Guang walked over and said softly, "Yan Yufeng, the coach told you to get ready to play!" ”

Yan Yufeng looked up at the time, there are still three minutes before the end of the second quarter!

There's still time! Yan Yufeng thought to himself.

"The coach asked me to tell you, hit hard, don't show mercy!" Long Guang said hatefully, originally to convey the coach's meaning, but it can be seen that Long Guang is also annoyed by this crazy away atmosphere.

Yan Yufeng stood up, walked towards the statistics desk, and said in the distance: "Got it!" ”

"Brush!" Feng Kun forced a breakthrough, and under the scruples of Gao Yuan, squeezed under the basket and wiped the board to score.

"Yay''''''''''''''''''''!" Another odious cheer.

Gao Yuan glanced at the scoreboard a little depressed - 25 to 25!

Damn, what kind of medicine did you take in Forty-two, isn't it crazy! Gao Yuan thought hatefully in his heart.

"Come, let's continue to cooperate!" I don't know when, Yan Yufeng was already standing next to him, Gao Yuan raised his head, looked at Yan Yufeng's calm face, his heart suddenly settled down, and he actually laughed: "Okay, let's continue to cooperate!" ”

Yan Yufeng nodded, walked away, and said with the wind: "Pass me more, I want to play singles!" ”

"Singles? Attaboy! Gao Yuan repeated, a slight smile on his face.

Qin Yan's heart jumped, and he played again! He's playing again! I don't know why, I kept repeating this sentence in my heart, but my eyes looked at Yan Yufeng standing proudly on the court without blinking.

Qin Lan glanced at Yan Yufeng, turned the pen in his hand with a complicated mind, glanced at the scoreboard, sighed contradictoryly, and lowered his head.

When Gao Jin saw Yan Yufeng's play, his heart suddenly struck, and he touched the wind thorn next to him, and said, "He's on the field!" ”

Feng Jing looked up at Yan Yufeng, who had a cold face, sighed, and said, "Don't think about anything, just fight how you want!" ”

Gao Jin looked at Feng Jing, who was full of confidence, and responded loudly as if infected, shouting to the surrounding team members: "Come on!" ”

"Come on!" The team member next to him shouted loudly.

Yan Yufeng turned his head, looked at them with a face full of fighting intent, suddenly laughed, and stopped talking.

Liu Wei got excited, put up the camera, and there was only one target, Yan Yufeng!

The ball came out, Yan Yufeng stood outside the right three-point line, Gao Yuan dribbled, glanced at Yan Yufeng, opened his hand and passed over, Yan Yufeng took a step forward, caught the ball steadily, bent down slightly, put the ball on his waist with both hands, looked at Feng Kun who was nervous, showed a smile on his face, and suddenly his body shook left and right continuously.

Feng Kun suddenly instinctively moved his center of gravity to the left and right at high speed, but he couldn't control himself from taking two steps back.

Yan Yufeng showed a look of disdain in his eyes, and suddenly dribbled straight to the left, the ball almost just fell, and his foot took the first step, and the man and the ball were one, surpassing Feng Kun who didn't know what was going on like lightning and thunder.

Liu Wei, who was sitting under the basket, had a thought in his heart: his first step had definitely reached the international level, too fast, just like a gust of wind, but the body and the ball were so logical that the referee could not judge whether to blow or not.

After Yan Yufeng passed Feng Kun, who didn't know what was going on, he stepped to the free throw line in one step, without any hesitation, he took three steps to the basket, and when all the forty-two players just woke up to something, Yan Yufeng's speed had reached its peak, Feng Jing and Haoran looked at Yan Yufeng who was alone in the inner line, and suddenly, a stream of blood surged up on his head, and he took a big step forward from the basket at the same time, regardless of the foul and injury.

Yan Yufeng had already seen Feng Jing and Haoran's crazy faces in front of him, and for the first time in the midst of blood, he blurted out the first swear words in his life: Die!!!!!!

In the middle of drinking, Yan Yufeng finally took the third step, jumping up faster than every time before, without any tricks, Yan Yufeng grabbed the basketball wrapped in his hand from his right hand alone, and smashed it towards the basket.

A huge pain in the body came, Feng Jing and Haoran's upper bodies suddenly hit Yan Yufeng's body, Yan Yufeng screamed bitterly, his hands used even more strength, his waist was straightened, and his right hand grabbed the ball and smashed it into the basket that had arrived in front of him with the greatest force.

"Bang!" It was the basket moaning in pain, Yan Yufeng felt that the basketball smashed directly into his face after passing the basket and then flew out, all the pain on his face came to his heart, Yan Yufeng roared, the pain turned into more power in his right hand, and he pulled the basket heavily.

"Boom'''''''''''!" The basket was badly deformed, moaning as if begging.

Yan Yufeng fell down with an extremely domineering momentum, half-squatting and looking at the stunned spectators in the stands with all their mouths open and the chastished Feng Jing and Haoran lying on the ground, slowly stretched out his right hand to his lips, and raised his index finger.

Shut up!!!!!!!!! Yan Yufeng roared in his heart.

After making the gesture, Yan Yufeng turned around, and walked out of the inner line of the Twelfth Middle School proudly.

Wang Xuechao shouted regardless of any face: "Good job! ”

All the people on the bench rushed to the sidelines, waving towels and yelling at Yan Yufeng, who was gradually coming over, and he didn't know what to do.

Gao Yuan hugged him from the side and shouted, "Well done!" ”

Yan Yufeng smiled faintly, covering his sore spot and his right hand, which was already all red, and said with pain: "There are even better!" ”

Liu Wei's hands trembled uncontrollably, and the composure when he took the picture just now has all collapsed, too domineering! Damn, how can there be such a domineering double buckle in the high school league????

Glancing at Feng Jing and Haoran, who had already stood up, a tingle rose in his heart again.

He's definitely a superstar, and if he goes on like this, he's definitely an emperor superstar! It must be, I've finally seen my chance! Liu Wei's heart was beating wildly.

Qin Yan covered his mouth, his eyes full of disbelief.

The referee was also stunned, and only after half a sound did he remember that Feng Jing had fouled, his mouth trembled a few times before he blew the whistle, pointed his finger at Feng Jing, and made a gesture to block the foul.

Yan Yufeng stood in the center of the scene and glanced at the silent audience, and shouted in his heart: You shout again! Shout!

Qin Lan closed her eyes, she understood that with Yan Yufeng's buckle just now, she would never be able to forget it in her memory.

At a moment, Qin Lan couldn't remember that night long wind, and her eyes were full of Yan Yufeng's outstretched fingers in his mouth!

He's fighting against the whole audience, and he's alone in the audience! Qin Lan's heart trembled and thought.

Looking at Yan Yufeng, who was standing proudly on the free throw line, Wang Xuechao felt Yan Yufeng's kingly spirit for the first time, what is his future? I don't dare to think about it, I really don't dare to think about it!

The game has just begun, and I'm going to make me remembered by all of you today.

Remember me! Wearing No. 8 Yan Yufeng! Yan Yufeng roared in a low voice.

Ravaging the Stadium (2)

Great Qin Bingbing

2004.6.17.

This is very similar to Yan Yufeng's dunk, it is Kobe Bryant's first dunk in the NBA in 2001, take a look! You will see that Kobe's domineering is actually the same as Carter, who can stop him? Except to ask God!

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