Chapter 250: Bloody Battles to the Beloved You (Final Chapter)
In the last two minutes of the third quarter, the two teams attacked each other for two rounds, and Beiyang's chances came out, but Shangzhi's pass was not converted into a score, and Shenyang No. 2 Middle School also had a single problem of sharing the ball, and the offensive operation was monotonous, and it also did not score. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
The third quarter ended in such a chaotic situation, and after a short break, the two teams were about to start the final showdown.
"Joint defense, shrink the line!" Luo Xun categorically explained to the team members, this is the only way he can think of to deal with it now. In the face of the current situation, this is the only one that can be dealt with.
"What about the No. 3 shot?" Ye Kun asked in a low voice, it was the first time in his life that he was abused like this in the arena.
Luo Xun glanced at him and said in a harmonious voice: "If he shoots two or three balls, we will change tactics!" Then, Luo Xun began to explain the offensive strategy again.
"The opponent's defensive intensity has come up, it doesn't matter, Wang Yan, you pull out, the left and right wings pull, the face frame plays, Liu Wei, you pay attention to the frontcourt rebounds."
"Zhang Li, you and Qian Hao have to do more blocking and demolition on the line, cover for Ye Kun, and get the opportunity to shoot three points! Ye Kun, you are the team's second choice point, when Wang Yan doesn't run to the position or has no chance, you need to look for three empty points. Luo Xun explained one by one, and finally he shouted to everyone: "Fight to this moment, God didn't give us a chance now." Remember our vows! Outlet! Outlet! β
"Qualify, Qualify!" The whole team roared in unison.
On the other side, Yan Yufeng is explaining the opening arrangements of the fourth quarter for everyone, he is drawing on the tactical board, and said to everyone: "The opponent's strong point is No. 10 and No. 7, No. 10 can't play on the inside, No. 7 will take over, their routine is from the inside to the outside, and the offensive time fluctuates up and down in 20 seconds." β
"So, our defense has to be focused, we have to have tension, what is tension, tension is sticky! Giving the 10 more control of the ball will make the 7 less time to get the ball, and you did a good job in the third quarter, but the fourth quarter is the most important thing. You have to strangle No. 7 and don't let him catch the basketball and force No. 10 to pass the ball to someone else who doesn't have the ability to shoot from the perimeter. β
"No. 10 is the key to our defense, which can allow him to score, but not continuously, Mo Feng, your defense can't be too rigid, you can't let him get too close to the basket, which will make No. 10 and No. 11 echo, you have to force him to a long two-point distance, let him attack in the face frame!" Yan Yufeng said to Mo Feng.
"Lu Hua, you have to help Mo Feng, make a feint as much as possible, and interfere with the rhythm of No. 10's attack, understand?" Yan Yufeng explained to Lu Hua again.
"Shangzhi, you have to maintain the desire to attack in the third quarter, you have to believe that no one can stop you, score, divide the ball, you are casual, the more casual you are, the more lethal you are!" Yan Yufeng looked at Ouyang Shangzhi again and shouted at him.
"Boss Yan, I understand!" Ouyang Shangzhi once again felt Yan Yufeng's enthusiasm and hope for him, and couldn't help but reassure with joy.
"Dingyuan, you can no longer expect to run, expect your teammates to pass, you need to change, you have to surpass yourself and play in a different style than Ye Changfeng, not exactly like him!" Yan Yufeng suddenly shouted at Hu Dingyuan, who had been silent.
Hu Dingyuan was stunned, he looked at Yan Yufeng in surprise, the latter dragged him in front of him, and shouted face to face: "You are the only person in the team who has the ability of mine now, take out all your skills, go and attack with the ball, it doesn't matter if you can't score, surpass yourself, at this moment!" β
"Right now?" Hu Dingyuan muttered to himself, feeling Yan Yufeng's expectant eyes, he suddenly became enthusiastic, and felt his blood boiling.
"I will, I can!" Hu Dingyuan's originally indifferent face was full of excitement.
"Yes, you can, you can!" Yan Yufeng added a fire to Hu Dingyuan.
Then Yan Yufeng shouted to the whole team: "Everyone has to break out, before it was Shangzhi, now it is you, we all have to go to self-transcendence, today, at this moment, at the time of the decisive battle, only the brave are invincible!" β
"The brave are invincible!" Xiang Jie took the lead in shouting slogans.
"The brave are invincible!" The whole team was in high spirits.
"Go on the field and kill them!" At the moment of excitement, Yan Yufeng blurted out all the dialects.
Everyone in Beiyang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.
"Kill them!" The crowd shouted wildly and jumped into the arena.
And Shenyang No. 2 Middle School also stepped into the court with murderous spirit, looking at the same crazy Beiyang No. 2 Middle School, everyone in Shenyang No. 2 Middle School also remembered a hometown dialect in their hearts: What is it? Little deflated calf!
In the final quarter, Beiyang ball possession.
It was still Ouyang Shangzhi who came with the ball, Ye Kun this time, directly led the defense, keeping a distance of at least two meters, he no longer stood in parallel, but stood slightly with his feet, leaned slightly, hung his hands, and stared at No. 3 with his eyes.
Ouyang Shangzhi ignored Ye Kun's defense, he saw that the right side was quite empty, and when he accelerated, he rushed to the inside line of Shenyang No. 2 Middle School, Ye Kun immediately followed, and Qian Hao behind him also changed direction in a timely manner, and the two formed a pocket, just waiting for No. 3 to get in.
Shangzhi had already come to a distance of one meter in front of Qian Hao, his speed was too fast, Ye Kun was still running on the left side, only to see him take a pause, pull the ball, rotate half of his body, and dribble sideways to the left side.
Seeing this, Ye Kun subconsciously stopped his steps, before the person could stand firmly, and before he could raise his feet, Ouyang Shangzhi had already swept in front of him, circled him, and ran towards the left wing.
Ye Kunqi's eyes darkened, and he felt that he was completely ignored by No. 3, and he was really caught up in a casual way.
Shangzhi didn't care what Ye Kun was thinking at all, he came to the left wing, and here, because of his arrival, the chickens and dogs were jumping.
Wang Yan wanted to go forward and delay, but Mo Feng stuck him in the back, so angry that he wanted to throw Mo Feng away directly, and Zhang Li was making a choice, as soon as Hu Dingyuan saw Shangzhi's arrival, he ran to the bottom corner, can he go by himself?
Don't go, go to defend No. 3? The No. 3 made a pass, and the No. 25 got a three-point shot.
Go, who will care about the 3rd?
The two choices made Zhang Li confused, and he stood still, watching No. 3 rush towards him.
Shangzhi saw Zhang Li, and he didn't care how Zhang Li would deal with him, in his heart, Zhang Li was just a stake painted with red paint.
Dribbling the ball under his crotch, and then his body rotated to the right, at this time, Shangzhi turned into a small spinning top, directly from Zhang Li's body, and rotated behind him.
Turning around and dribbling, there are many genres, there are parallel turns, distance from defenders, get shooting gaps, and there are also 60-degree small turns, small arcs, fast movements, which are to pave the way for the next passing action.
There is also a straight turn of more than 120 degrees longitudinally, which has strict high requirements for the attacker's footsteps, requiring that while turning and pulling the ball, both feet are off the ground at the same time, and the direction is forward, and the speed curve rate generated by the turn is close to the defender from the semi-circular arc.
The advantage of such a turn is that it is sudden and explosive, and once it is successful, you can immediately combine a three-step layup, or jump to the basket to attack. (There is Guo Allen in China, and Irving in the NBA, and they all love to use this trick.) It's also a must-have skill pack for little people. οΌ
After Shangzhi turned Zhang Li, he was already facing Mo Feng, and behind him, there was Wang Yan who stared dryly, Shangzhi did not hesitate, and threw the ball with his hand, and the basketball was thrown by a small margin, and the hollow fell into the basket.
Luo Xun on the sidelines had a headache.
This No. 3 is too fast, even if he shrinks the defensive line, he can still break through, it is simply an artifact to break the joint defense. Moreover, his dribbling was so disgusting that the basketball was always in his chest, and there was no way to interfere with it.
Shenyang No. 2 Middle School regained its strength, Ye Kun came to the front court with the ball, he saw that No. 3 was in front of him, and the feeling of new hatred and old hatred made him feel that he had to hit him, otherwise he would have no face to mix in the team at all.
Pay attention to it, Ye Kun quickly lowered his crotch in front of his body, and the basketball came down from his crotch to his left hand, and at the same time, one of his sliding steps had come to the front of No. 3.
Ye Kun suddenly sank his left shoulder, his body first shook to the left, and then quickly tilted to the right, his left hand pulled the ball from left to right in front of the body to dribble, his left foot became weak, his right knee turned outward, his right foot stepped on the ground, and his right hand reached out, ready to catch the basketball that slapped the ground from his left hand.
The next breath, the next second, Ye Kun's blood was cold, his right hand was empty, he looked down, the basketball that he planned to play to his right hand was gone, turned around and looked, No. 3 with white characters on a black background appeared in his eyes.
Ouyang Shangzhi was just in front of Ye Kun's left hand dribbling racket, the left hand that was originally placed behind his waist suddenly poked out, and lightning generally stopped the floor in front of Ye Kun's body, and directly scooped up the basketball that had just landed and was about to bounce to the right side.
And Ye Kun's body had already flashed to the right, and there was an empty space in front of him, Shangzhi took the ball and threw it forward, and then stepped on the floor, and the whole person jumped forward.
No one in Shenyang No. 2 Middle School chased after him, and after seeing the speed of No. 3, everyone knew that this was an impossible blocking task. Ye Kun didn't even lift his feet, he just watched blankly, his heart getting colder and colder.
Ouyang Shangzhi took the ball and ran forward alone, he liked this kind of smooth running on the court, he ran faster and faster, under the gaze of countless people, he was one with the ball and ran on the court.
"Buckle one!" Someone in the stands was shouting in English.
As if hearing the wishes of the spectators in the stands, when Shangzhi stepped into the restricted area, he started three steps, grabbed the ball with one hand, and ran towards the basket.
In the second step, his left hand reached out, as if he was righting the basketball in his right hand, and then immediately put it down, and then Ouyang Shangzhi jumped up, once again in front of the world, showing his amazing jumping power.
Looking at No. 3 flying in the air, many people slowly opened their mouths wide, looking at this teenager who seemed to be jumping on the moon.
Poured the basketball into the basket with his side hand, and Shangzhi immediately let go and kissed the basket goodbye, and the whole person was as light and silent as a kitten falling from the attic.
"Monster!" Someone was so amazed.
After landing, Ouyang Shangzhi saw the basketball that was still bouncing, and on a whim, he stretched out his foot to cushion the ball, and padd his feet back and forth three or four times, and Luo Xun's face darkened when he saw it.
If it weren't for the linesman's whistle, Shangzhi, who was playing well, woke up, hurriedly kicked away the basketball and quickly slipped back to his own half of the court.
"Damn, this retarded!" Xiang Jie was also speechless by Shangzhi's nonsense, if he angered the referee, God knows what would happen.
Luo Xun still complained to the linesman: "I think No. 3's move is a strong provocation against us!" β
Lu Yuan stopped his colleague's linesman from talking, and he said to Luo Xun: "Adults shouldn't care about the unintentional actions of a minor person!" β
Luo Xun was speechless for a moment, he had to give up, but he still said: "I hope there will be no next time!" It's going to provoke my teammates. β
Lu Yuan glanced at Luo Xun and said, "That's your head coach's duty!" β
Luo Xun was really speechless this time, so he had to turn around and walk away, out of sight and out of mind.
Shangzhi ran back, everyone smiled and touched his little brain to make fun of his behavior just now, Shangzhi was dissatisfied and avoided everyone's claws, and said seriously: "What about the game, be serious!" β
"Don't talk about him!" Yan Yufeng grabbed Xiang Jie's posture and got up and said to him.
"Let him fight as he pleases, now we need such retarded minds!" He continued.
Xiang Jie thought about it and nodded.
Shenyang No. 2 Middle School quickly dribbled over half the court, Wang Yan was not indulging in the trick of making meat sandwiches with Mo Feng on the inside, he stood on the elbow line, looked at the front of him, and kept touching his Mo Feng with his hands, and suddenly said: "You can't prevent me, deflated calf!" β
Mo Feng retorted: "Then you should hurry up and score points on my head, eat by mouth!" β
The two were arguing, but their hands and feet knew how to be severe, Liu Wei suddenly mentioned the line and stood beside Mo Feng, Wang Yan took advantage of Liu Wei's blocking and dismantling and went straight to the basket.
Ye Kun's pass came just right from outside the three-point line on the left side, Wang Yan caught the direct emergency stop jump shot, although Liu Xiaoke had reached out to interfere, but in the face of the basket in front of him, Wang Yan would not miss such an opportunity.
Seeing the basketball fall into the frame, Mo Feng shouted to Liu Xiaoke: "You are slow to react!" β
"There won't be a next time!" Liu Xiaoke gritted his teeth and said apologetically.
"Get in place!" Ouyang Shangzhi, who had already caught the baseline ball, shouted at them.
Shangzhi took a brisk step, crossed the center line, and faced the Shenyang No. 2 Middle School, which was shrinking the defensive line and completely air defense, Shangzhi didn't know what to do now.
After hesitating, he passed the ball to Hu Dingyuan, who ran over.
Hu Dingyuan caught the basketball, Zhang Li had already come to him, he didn't move, and made a three-threatened shot, but Zhang Li was unmoved, as if he saw that this was just a fake action on the 25th.
In Zhang Li's cognition, Hu Dingyuan is just a pitcher, he does not have the offensive ability to hold the ball frame, such a court role, Zhang Li has seen too much, is used to feeding the ball, they are like sharpshooters paralyzed in a wheelchair, without the slightest threat.
But this time, Zhang Li was wrong, Hu Dingyuan's heart at this moment kept echoing Yan Yufeng's words, and Yan Yufeng's trusting eyes flashed in front of him.
This person, since the moment he returned to the team, gave Hu Dingyuan a huge impact, he thought that Ye Changfeng was the target he was chasing, and then he suddenly found that this man was the target of Ye Changfeng.
Looking over this high mountain, Hu Dingyuan saw a more lofty mountain, his heart was full of admiration and the infatuation of the star chaser, and not long ago, Yan Yufeng told him that he was the most like him in the team.
Thinking of this, Hu Dingyuan's blood was like gasoline being ignited, and the heat of burning made him unable to help himself.
I can! I can do it!
Hu Dingyuan suddenly sank his shoulders, he began to dribble, the basketball bounced back and forth on one side of his right foot, and when he caught the basketball with his right hand for the second time, he suddenly bullied forward.
Zhang Li was surprised by Hu Dingyuan's sudden and violent attack intention, he didn't dare to take risks, and when Hu Dingyuan came to him head-on with the ball, he chose to take a step back, just to be safe.
At the moment when he retreated, Hu Dingyuan suddenly got up with the ball, he jumped hard, and then at the highest point, threw the ball, in his feeling, he had never jumped so high when shooting.
Watching the basketball fly towards the basket, Hu Dingyuan shouted in his heart: "Enter, enter, enter!" β
Not only him, but almost all the players in Beiyang No. 12 Middle School were looking forward to this basketball, Yan Yufeng clenched his fists, he knew that as long as this ball Hu Dingyuan went in, it meant that Beiyang would get more attack routines.
Therefore, when they saw the basketball passing through the basket, almost all the Beiyang players jumped and cheered excitedly.
Hu Dingyuan pressed his heart that almost jumped out of his chest with his hand, and kept saying to himself: "Surpass yourself, I can!" β
Luo Xun's expression on the sidelines became sharp, is the ball on the 25th lucky or just a tactical strategy? He decided to take a look first, and at the same time he glanced at the scoreboard.
At 56:45, Shenyang No. 2 Middle School was already 11 points behind.
This is an extremely dangerous hurdle, if left unchecked, it is the source of the collapse, but if the score is pulled back to single digits, it is a morale boost.
Luo Xun whistled and made a gesture.
Ye Kun saw it, and he shouted to his teammates while holding the ball forward.
As soon as Wang Yan looked at Ye Kun's gestures, he knew that it was time to exert his own strength.
Because of Wang Yan's technical characteristics and height, Luo Xun specially designed a tactic for him, that is, to switch attacks, through blocking and dismantling, let Wang Yan play the opponent's small forward, and even score guard.
Wang Yan began to go up, and Mo Feng accompanied him like a shadow, at this time, Qian Hao suddenly ran to them, came directly to Mo Feng's side, and made a T-shaped block.
As soon as Mo Feng saw Qian Hao sticking to himself, he immediately understood and shouted: "Change the guard!" β
Lu Hua, who followed Qian Hao, immediately went to chase Wang Yan, who had already begun to move to the bottom corner of the left wing.
Ye Kun was ready to pass the ball over when Qian Hao went to block Wang Yan, and when he saw that Wang Yan had gotten rid of Mo Feng, he immediately passed the ball in a high-profile manner.
Wang Yan received the ball, Lu Hua also rushed to the ball, looking at Lu Hua, who was obviously a head shorter than himself, Wang Yan directly made a shooting feint, followed by a hard protrusion along the bottom line on the left side.
Lu Hua's strength is in the middle and upper reaches of the team, but there is still a certain gap with Mo Feng, and in the face of Wang Yan, whose strength is higher than that of Mo Feng, he suddenly took a small step back with his body.
Wang Yan keenly felt it, which was also the result he expected, holding the ball and jumping forward, Wang Yan hit the paint area, directly hit the board, and scored the ball.
Yan Yufeng noticed this attack from Shenyang No. 2 Middle School, and he said to Xiang Jie: "If the next time, the 10th on the opposite side is still like this, we will shout a pause!" β
"Do you need it?" Xiang Jie felt that it was normal for opponents to score, and now that they were still leading by 9 points, a timeout would allow opponents to take advantage.
"No, it must be suspended!" Yan Yufeng said resolutely.
It was still Ouyang Shangzhi holding the ball, he saw that the opponent was still shrinking inside, he was a little angry, he took a step inside the three-point line to collect the ball, and suddenly held the ball and made a shooting action.
Ye Kun did not stretch out his hand to interfere, but looked at Shangzhi without moving.
Shangzhi was angry, he jumped up directly, but with such a rhythmless shot, the shooting rate could only rely on the sky, and the rebound was grabbed by Liu Wei and then passed to Ye Kun.
Ye Kun did not launch a fast attack, but moved forward slowly, because he knew that when the score was behind, the accuracy of the attack was more needed, and it was not suitable to fight randomly.
Coming to the front court, Wang Yan once again pulled to the high position of the elbow area, Mo Feng not only got close to him this time, but also looked sideways from time to time to see if anyone came over to block and dismantle.
When he turned back for the third time, Zhang Li slowly ran over from the other side, and he suddenly increased his speed, which made Hu Dingyuan behind him stunned, and then Zhang Li directly stuck Mo Feng.
Wang Yan was liberated, he moved to the left flank again, Hu Dingyuan saw that Wang Yan was unguarded, and he was the closest, so he immediately ran over to fill the position.
Seeing the shorter Hu Dingyuan, Wang Yan was even more unpolite, directly leaning on his back, then dribbling and half-turning, and then with a half-hook, he wiped the basketball into the board.
"Pause!" Yan Yufeng made a decision immediately.
Luo Xun was happy about the success of the tactics, and when he saw the score coming: 56:49, he was thinking about how to adjust next, when he heard the bell ringing on the technical desk.
"Huh?" Luo Xun was puzzled, he knew that the opponent did not have a head coach, as for why not, he didn't have time to understand, the so-called timeout was spontaneous by the players, so what was the reason for this pause?
Inexperienced? Because there's no reason to call a timeout when you're ahead.
Yan Yufeng is already saying to everyone: "The opponent obviously wants to let No. 10 play the wrong attack, they liberate No. 10 by blocking and dismantling, and let the defender face No. 10." β
"Su Xiao, Jiang Yu, the two of you go up, replace Shangzhi and Luhua." Yan Yufeng suddenly made a decision that surprised the whole team.
"Is there a mistake?" Xiang Jie asked.
Yan Yufeng shook his head and said: "They are now focusing on No. 10, Su Xiao's height and arms are long, but his strength is almost there, and it is not easy to hit him in a misplaced position!" β
"What about Jiang Yu?" Xiang Jie said what he really wanted to ask.
Yan Yufeng looked at Jiang Yu, who had just been mentioned, and his face was nervous, and said, "Don't worry, Jiang Yu's defensive ability is very strong, right, Jiang Yu!" β
Jiang Yu, who was named, blushed, and he stammered: "I, I ......!" β
Xiang Jie saw Jiang Yu's expression, and was even more opposed, he said: "Either I'll go, that No. 10, I'll come!" β
Yan Yufeng shook his head, he stared at Jiang Yu, his expression suddenly became stern, and he suddenly shouted: "Think about what you said to me that day!" β
Jiang Yu's confused eyes suddenly cleared, his nervous expression was replaced by shame, he stood up, looked at the whole team, his voice was very soft, but every teammate could hear it clearly: "I can, I promise!" β
Seeing that Jiang Yu said this, Xiang Jie couldn't say more, he reached out to pat Jiang Yu's shoulder and said, "Come on, don't be afraid!" β
It's time to pause.
The game restarted, and Beiyang attacked with the ball.
Looking at Jiang Yu who ran to the front court, Yan Yufeng kept watching, and he said to Xiang Jie, who was still worried: "Old Xiang, Jiang Yu has great potential, you have to believe in my vision." β
Xiang Jie couldn't help but glance at Shangzhi, who was sitting on the chair drinking water, and said, "I hope so!" β
Jiang Yu came to Ye Kun, Ye Kun looked at the Beiyang player who was playing for the first time and wore the No. 31 jersey, and guessed his depth. At this time, Hu Dingyuan passed the ball over.
Jiang Yu hurriedly caught it, he wanted to find a chance to pass the ball, but he saw that everyone was running and fighting, but Ye Kun suddenly rushed up in advance, Jiang Yu hurriedly dribbled and took two steps back.
Ye Kun pounced, but when he saw Jiang Yu's dribble, he immediately made up his mind.
It's a rookie!
He happily thought in his heart that Ye Kun felt that his bad luck could finally walk away, and his life would be comfortable with such a point guard.
Jiang Yu dribbled the ball to watch the whole court, Hu Dingyuan ran out to answer, he immediately passed over, probably because of wet hands, the ball was obviously crooked, Hu Dingyuan almost didn't catch it, causing a burst of exclamations in the stands.
Xiang Jie covered his face and touched his chest, and scolded: "Don't slip your hands!" β
"Little things, don't worry, old Xiang!" Yan Yufeng was still calm.
After Hu Dingyuan caught the ball, he faced Zhang Li again, this time, Zhang Li was very vigilant, he didn't know what this shooter planned next.
Hu Dingyuan didn't think so much, he saw that everyone in the audience didn't have a chance, at this time, if it was before, then he might put his expectations on that man, but at this time, he had to be that person!
A triple threat shook Zhang Li back, and then Hu Dingyuan jumped directly.
Hu Dingyuan once heard Yan Yufeng say that as a pitcher, you must be resolute in your shooting and have no distractions in order to achieve your wishes.
"Enter!" This time, Hu Dingyuan shouted.
Zhang Li looked weird, he turned his head to look, only to see the basketball smashed on the side of the rebound, and it bounced into the basket unpredictably.
And the shouting was still ringing in my ears.
What a ghost today! Zhang Li scolded.
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Shenyang No. 2 Middle School continued its routine, Wang Yan was dislocated again after the blocking and dismantling of his teammates, and Su Xiao was still a master of the face frame and threw the ball in.
Before Xiang Jie could say, Yan Yufeng said, "Let's take a look." β
30 seconds later, Wang Yan faced Jiang Yu this time.
He looked at the opponent who was at most one meter eight, and couldn't help but break through with the ball on the left side, Jiang Yu had already slid to make up for the position, but he was still hit by Wang Yan's power and took a small step back.
Wang Yan was about to throw the ball directly, but at this moment, Jiang Yu's eyes flashed, and his left hand poked out like lightning, which was worthy of cutting the ball off fiercely when Wang Yan lifted the ball to his waist and abdomen.
Wang Yan shouted, his hands were raised, he looked at the referee, the referee Lu Yuan glanced at the linesman, the linesman shook his head, and he ran forward quickly, chasing Beiyang's action of attacking quickly this time.
After Jiang Yu cut the ball, his first reaction was to look up, only to see Su Xiao and Hu Dingyuan had already begun to turn around and run, he didn't dare to dribble the ball, and threw it directly to the front court.
The basketball throws a high arc and flies down to the front court.
"Oops!" As soon as Xiang Jie saw the momentum of the ball, he felt that it might be a big pass, which was also Hu Dingyuan's first impression, but he didn't give up, and ran forward more and more desperately.
But something strange happened to the audience, after the basketball was thrown high, there was a sudden weird fall, and the landing point was just in front of Hu Dingyuan, Hu Dingyuan almost ran over, and hurriedly braked and raised his head to pick it up.
Hu Dingyuan, who caught the basketball, faced the second half of Shenyang in Pingchuan, and scored an easy layup.
At 60:49, the score was again stretched to double digits.
Luo Xun's face stiffened, and he looked at the scoreboard again, which showed that there were only 5 minutes and 34 seconds left until the end of the game!
11 points!
At the high school level, at the end of the time, it was a very difficult score to catch up.
"Shout a timeout!" Luo Xun made up his mind.
At this moment, the Beiyang bench was jubilant, this time, the smile on everyone's face, sincere, sincere, and that kind of heartfelt happiness could not be concealed.
So far, everyone has found themselves contributing to the team, and even Jiang Yu, who has never played, has also got the first data after entering Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, even if it is an assist, it is also a breakthrough of zero.
Basketball is always a team game, only when everyone participates in this competition, will they spontaneously have a sense of subordination to this collective, and only in this way can this team become a real team.
A team that is divided into three, six, nine and so on, with clear upper and lower classes, except for professional teams, who take money to eat, if there are others, they are all dirt dogs and chickens, and they are vulnerable.
Without Yan Yufeng, without the night wind, they suddenly found that by themselves, they can also compete with powerful opponents, a game is a battle, no matter how many minutes you play, you experience, you have a strong self-confidence.
And such self-confidence is earned by yourself!
Yan Yufeng did not interrupt the celebration between his teammates because he was in a hurry, and after a while, he said: "We haven't reached the time to celebrate, there are still 5 minutes left, think about the tenacity of the opponent, I dare to say, these 5 minutes must be the most difficult and fierce 5 minutes of the whole game." β
Yan Yufeng's words made the whole team suddenly quiet, everyone looked at him quietly, and then, Yan Yufeng's face was solemn: "I want to remind everyone, you can't let the opponent get up, once there is a continuous score, you must do your best to stop this rhythm from continuing." Even if it's a foul, a back-to-back foul, send them to the free throw line, it's okay! β
"Do you understand what I mean?" Yan Yufeng shouted.
"Understood!" The crowd replied.
When the whistle sounded, Yan Yufeng waved his hand and said, "Let's play!" β
Looking at his teammates on the court, Yan Yufeng whispered to Xiang Jie: "No matter how stubborn you are, what I want to tell you is that as long as the team is in crisis, I must play!" β
Xiang Jie was shocked, he wanted to say but didn't know how to say it, and finally turned into a long sigh: "Then you must be more careful!" β
"It's okay, in fact, I know what's going on, the rehabilitation doctor explained to me that I am not allowed to play for too long, and I must stabilize it within 20 minutes, otherwise the affected area will have muscle fatigue, because it is still new there, and the fatigue resistance is poor!" Yan Yufeng explained.
Xiang Jie looked at Yan Yufeng's expression carefully, and felt that it should be true, he complained: "You have to say this matter earlier, or I will definitely not let you stay on the field for so long!" β
Yan Yufeng smiled, he put it on Xiang Jie's shoulder, and said, "Not in the future, my captain!" β
"It's good to know!" Xiang Jie muttered.
Just a minute before the two ridiculed, Luo Xun gave the final order to the five people on the field in Shenyang No. 2 Middle School.
Luo Xun first stood in front of the five people, walked back and forth, he looked at the five strongest people in the team, swept their faces one by one, and finally he said coldly: "The taste of being eliminated, who wants to taste it again?" β
No one dared to say anything, Luo Xun continued: "There are always losers in competition, they pitifully watch the winners cheer, and no one pays attention, because in the eyes of the audience, they don't matter!" Their eyes, their gaze, will only look at the winner, their applause will only be given to the winner, their cheers will only be given to the winner! And the loser, nothing, nothing! In the last sentence, Luo Xun yelled.
Everyone's players in Shenyang No. 2 Middle School are trembling slightly, it is not because of the fear of a furious head coach, it is anger, and the intense anger will not be able to control the body and make him tremble.
"Again and again, we didn't pay attention, we didn't cheer, we didn't applaud, we didn't have flowers, we didn't have anything, why? Because we are losers, useless losers! Luo Xun's scream was greater than a tear.
"Now, there are still 5 minutes, the last 5 minutes, whether it is the winner or the loser, you choose!" Luo Xun waved his hand, sat down by himself, and didn't say anything more.
Zhang Li's lips were biting blood, his eyes were already blood-red, his body was still trembling, and he pulled his teammates in front of him one by one, five people, standing together.
Five pairs of blood-red eyes stared at each other.
It was so red that it looked like blood was about to come out of the eyes.
Without words, Zhang Li looked at his teammates like this, and then, he turned sharply and stepped onto the field.
Behind him, the four followed like a mountain.
Standing on the court, Zhang Li asked Ye Kun for the ball, and the latter, shaking his head gently, he ran to the front court and dribbled.
When he came to the front, Ye Kun didn't make any extra moves, and suddenly tried his best to cut to the left, Jiang Yu was already very vigilant, but he still didn't expect Ye Kun to be so resolute.
He used his body to interfere, but Ye Kun roared, squeezed Jiang Yu alive, and rushed into the paint area.
Su Xiao came from the left side to make up for the defense, Ye Kun turned a blind eye, he was short, and at this moment, he burst out with unprecedented energy, he saw Mo Feng in front of him, and Wang Yan, who had already pulled out of his position and asked for the ball.
However, he still didn't pass the basketball in his arms, holding the basketball tightly, Ye Kun took another step forward, his body deviated again, and cut off from Mo Feng's left side.
Mo Feng roared angrily, turned his body halfway, and reached out to pull. His big hand pressed on Ye Kun's shoulder, but Ye Kun still refused.
"Ah......h He let out the loudest roar of the game and took the final step of a three-step layup.
Trying to cross half of Mo Feng's body, Ye Kun threw the basketball in his arms to the basket as much as he could.
"Drop!" Lu Yuan blew the whistle.
And the basketball also fell from the basket and fell in front of Ye Kun, who lost his balance and fell to the ground.
Ye Kun smiled, he looked at the basketball that was jumping and rolling to his face in front of him, his eyes were still bloodshot, which made this smile look so weird and tragic.
Zhang Li struggled to squeeze away from the Beiyang players, rushed to the basket, and came to Ye Kun's side.
He stretched out his hands and leaned down.
Ye Kun was pulled up, the two looked at each other silently, and finally, Zhang Li lowered his head and touched his forehead against his forehead.
Wang Yan appeared from behind, put his big hands together, and hugged them together.
Qian Hao and Liu Wei also came, and five people from Shenyang No. 2 Middle School hugged each other tightly.
In the distance, Luo Xun's face was still cold, but his eyes were gradually moistened.
"Fight, I'm proud of you! In my heart, you will always be victors! β
Yan Yufeng stood on the sidelines with a solemn face, he stood there with his hands in his hands, watching Ye Kun steadily score the free throw.
Perhaps between the brave, there will be a soul, Yan Yufeng felt the determination of Shenyang No. 2 Middle School to fight to the death, and that feeling spread throughout his body, making him tremble slightly.
"Xiang Jie, how many more timeouts do we have?" He asked.
"3, 1 long, 2 short!" Xiang Jie replied without thinking.
"If it's close to five points, I'm going to play!" Yan Yufeng replied.
Without waiting for Xiang Jie to speak, Yan Yufeng then explained: "The opponent is going to start the final counterattack, if I am not there, we may not be able to resist!" β
Xiang Jie looked at the arena in disbelief.
Jiang Yu took the ball, Ye Kun pressed up fiercely, he turned his body and turned sideways to defuse Ye Kun's attack, but Ye Kun still desperately reached out to interfere.
Jiang Yu had never encountered such a crazy defense, he forced himself to calm down, and when he saw Hu Dingyuan running, he quickly passed the basketball out.
Hu Dingyuan reached out to catch the ball, Zhang Li had already arrived with him, as soon as the ball arrived, Zhang Li opened his hands to wrap him, Hu Dingyuan suddenly became the second Jiang Yu, and he needed his teammates to come to answer.
Seeing this, Jiang Yu was in a hurry and ran towards Hu Dingyuan, but Ye Kun completely dragged him down, and his thin body was strong enough to block Jiang Yu's progress.
Mo Feng and Su Xiao couldn't take care of it so much, so they went online one after another, each looking for an angle to deal with Hu Dingyuan.
But on their side, Qian Hao and Wang Yan are also struggling to entangle.
So the spectators in the stands saw that eight of the ten people on the court were gathered in a two-meter horizontal area on the three-point line, fighting desperately.
Garcia couldn't help but whisper to himself: "It's on, the final showdown!" β
Liang Tian also said: "The time has come to fight hard, this group of children, hey! β
Hu Dingyuan gave up the pass, he stepped back, and then released the ball to dribble, but when Zhang Qi saw the basketball, his blood-red eyes flashed, and he almost rushed forward.
Hu Dingyuan was completely shocked by Zhang Li's madness, hugged the basketball tightly, turned his back to Zhang Li, this time, he really died!
In the next second of Hu Dingyuan's dead ball, everyone realized something, eight people, and there was only one destination left in their eyes, that is, to save the basketball and grab the basketball.
The basketball court instantly became a football field, and eight people fought in the most primitive way, and even the referee's continuous sharp whistle could not stop them from continuing.
Seeing this scene, Yan Yufeng understood that his guess was correct, he sighed, and said to Xiang Jie: "Go and apply for a replacement, I want to play!" β
Lu Yuan finally punished Shenyang No. 2 Middle School for a foul, and Beiyang sent a sideline ball.
Yan Yufeng walked to the edge of the middle line, looked at Su Xiao who was approaching, hugged him, Yan Yufeng gently patted Su Xiao's back, then let go and stepped into the field.
When I saw No. 8 re-appear, the stands shouted enthusiastically, and the audience at this moment was deeply attracted by this ups and downs of the game.
They saw that the red side was desperate and hoping to turn the defeat around, so they also saw the re-appearance of the number 8.
Everyone is excited, the appearance of the 8th indicates that this game, in the last few minutes, began the most fiery confrontation, in order to win, the two teams are about to fight to the death.
Liang Tian was happy, and he said worriedly while being happy: "No. 8 is not injured, right?" β
"At least not serious!" Ma Rong also put everything aside and said.
"Look, these few minutes are the essence of the game!" As a TV station, Yu He has a deeper understanding of such a scene.
When he saw Yan Yufeng's play, Luo Xun actually laughed, he looked at the team members and colleagues sitting there, turned around, and said with his own voice: "Come on, this is the best!" β
Zhang Li and the others, looking at Yan Yufeng with their eyes brushing, there was no fear in their eyes, no surprise, that kind of calmness, which made Yan Yufeng, who was approaching, feel his heart throbbing.
Standing on the side as a matter of course, Yan Yufeng raised his hands and looked at Jiang Yu who was about to serve.
Wang Yan automatically stood beside him, although he was taller than Yan Yufeng, but he leaned down, his head was on Yan Yufeng's shoulder, and he shook with Yan Yufeng.
Jiang Yu hesitated, but he saw Yan Yufeng's determined gaze, so he calmed down, threw the basketball high, and fell towards Yan Yufeng.
Yan Yufeng jumped up lightly and caught the basketball.
Wang Yan came directly in his arms, but he pounced, Yan Yufeng dribbled a step back the moment he landed, avoiding Wang Yan's interference, he didn't stay, and dribbled directly horizontally.
Wang Yan chased after him, Yan Yufeng's speed was not very fast, but he maintained a deceptive dribble, so that Wang Yan did not dare to rush forward easily, because Yan Yufeng would directly break through at any time.
Yan Yufeng maintained a certain speed, his dribbling opened and closed widely, the basketball was running on the left and right sides, he was pressing towards the three-point line, Qian Hao finally couldn't help it, he suddenly gave up Mo Feng and rushed towards Yan Yufeng head-on.
Facing the double bag, Yan Yufeng did not pass the ball, he knew that at this time, no one could bear such a burden, he suddenly accelerated, before Qian Hao approached, he had to solve Wang Yan.
At this time, any fancy action will only make the crazy opponent get a foul move, and Yan Yufeng used the simplest breakthrough to face Wang Yan.
Catching the bounced basketball with his left hand, his body suddenly cut to the right, this step, Yan Yufeng took a step with all his strength, that kind of speed, it is not the so-called blink of an eye and you will not see anyone, but you will open your eyes wide, and you will not see it for a moment.
Coming to Wang Yan's left side, Yan Yufeng did not stop, he had to quickly get out of Wang Yan's control, he took a step forward, and at this moment, Qian Hao had already pounced in front of him.
With his left hand, he slapped the basketball to the floor, Yan Yufeng rotated his body, he pulled it horizontally from right to left, and the basketball that bounced up was caught by his right hand, and then his right hand pulled the basketball that was still spinning in the palm of his hand, drawing a 180-degree arc and coming to Qian Hao's left side.
Throwing off Qian Hao, three meters in front of him, it was all no man's land, Yan Yufeng hugged the ball, he couldn't go inside, because at any time in the next moment, someone would rush and give him a fierce foul.
His balance deviation from correcting his spin in the air was shattered by a large hand sweeping over his head just moments after he threw the basketball.
Turning his head on the ground, Yan Yufeng saw Wang Yan's blood-red eyes.
Look back and see the waves from the Nets.
Yan Yufeng didn't make any expression, he ran back and passed by Wang Yan.
"We're not afraid of you!" I heard a sound in my ears.
Yan Yufeng turned his head and looked at Wang Yan.
Wang Yan looked at Yan Yufeng coldly and repeated: "We are not afraid of you!" β
"We're not afraid of you!" Yan Yufeng also fought back coldly.
Wang Yan turned around and no longer had any conversation with Yan Yufeng.
After a few breaths, Shenyang crossed the half court with the ball.
Wang Yan asked for the ball on the inside line, Mo Feng was no longer able to resist, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted, Yan Yufeng couldn't help but move over from the line and came to help defend.
Wang Yan took a side shot, after catching the ball with both hands, he jumped up one meter inside the free throw line, he jumped so high, Yan Yufeng struggled to block it, still because of the distance and height, the difference was a fraction of a second.
The basketball bounced twice in front of the basket and eventually fell inside.
After scoring, Wang Yan glanced at Yan Yufeng coldly, and turned away silently.
Yan Yufeng looked up at the score, 62-54, and there were still eight points in hand!
Catching the baseline ball sent by Jiang Yu, Yan Yufeng moved forward slowly, he wanted to get stuck in time, he wanted to spend every offensive round cleanly, this was the best choice.
Since Yan Yufeng's last time, and after connecting the two, Shenyang gave up the mad dog defense, and they changed their tactics and put the defensive line in the horizontal area half a meter in front of the three-point line.
Zhang Li and the five of them once again looked at Yan Yufeng, who was slowly approaching.
Suddenly, there was a sound of slapping seats in the stands, and soon, the sound became louder and louder, and more and more neat, and I saw that in the stands, all the spectators stood up, and they clapped their hands on the seats in the row in front of them.
In an instant, the arena was boiling.
Garcia was the first to do so, and he felt the same sentiment in the room, full of enthusiasm, and he slapped his seat harder.
βblack!black!black!β The audience does not know the name of the opposing team that is fighting, so they call it with color.
βred!red!red!β There were also supporters of dissenting opinions in the stands, who were also shouting loudly.
Yan Yufeng glanced at the stands and then withdrew his gaze, he didn't know why the stands suddenly became like this, but this would not affect his determination at the moment.
Even if he admires the tenacity of his opponents, which is definitely the toughest team he has faced in his basketball career, it will not stop him from winning the game.
The basketball was clapped low in his left hand, Yan Yufeng leaned over, like the posture of crawling forward before the panther hunted, Wang Yan did not retreat, and at the same time, Zhang Li and Qian Hao put their defensive position to the front.
In the eyes of the three of them, only Yan Yufeng, who was about to attack, remained.
The score came to the last three minutes, if this goal was scored again, Shenyang No. 2 Middle School was destined to be eliminated, which is impossible to be reversed.
Everyone knows that this ball is crucial!
If you don't enter, Shenyang No. 2 Middle School still has a chance, and if you enter, the gap of more than 10 points, and the last two minutes are more than a little time, with the offensive ability of Shenyang No. 2 Middle School, this is an impossible task.
Yan Yufeng suddenly straightened his waist violently, and his upper body was raised, like a poisonous snake, which made Wang Yan instinctively retreat, and at the moment of retreat, Yan Yufeng put his hands together, picked up the basketball, and jumped up resolutely.
Wang Yan's eyes were red, his hands were raised, and he struggled to rush towards Yan Yufeng.
But Yan Yufeng's bounce speed was so fast, even if Wang Yan was desperate, but it was only after the basketball left Yan Yufeng's right hand that his hand touched Yan Yufeng's wrist.
"Tick!" Lu Yuan violently blew the whistle in his mouth.
Then, Wang Yan hit his head on Yan Yufeng's body that had not yet fallen, and the two fell backwards together.
Lying flat on the floor, Yan Yufeng still raised his head to look, and when he watched the basketball pass through the basket, he finally put his mind at ease.
The die is cast!
Score four!
The stands were instantly polarized, some were sighing, some were cheering happily, and applause was everywhere.
Liang Tian clapped his hands and smiled: "It's stable!" β
Ma Rong's expression was regretful, he let out a long sigh and did not speak.
On the Beiyang bench, towels were flying, and everyone was jumping and shouting.
The bench of Shenyang No. 2 Middle School, as quiet as death, Luo Xun did not call a timeout, this should have been a timeout, and make the last effort for the last trace of possibility.
But Luo Xun didn't, he stood there blankly, he was not confused by the situation that appeared, but he knew that he couldn't let this group of teenagers do more.
Because, they've done their best!
Luo Xun applauded, in his lonely applause, still with his head on the floor, motionless Wang Yan, turned his head, Zhang Li, who was completely desperate, turned around, Ye Kun, who was already rolling in his eyes, also looked over, Qian Hao, who was squatting on the ground and covering his face, also put down his hand.
The five people all saw Luo Xun, and when they saw their disciples looking at him, Luo Xun smiled, he raised his hands and stretched out his thumbs.
Looking at the head coach's thumb, everyone's hearts are hot.
walked to Wang Yan, who was still lying on the ground, Zhang Li pulled him up, and then came to squat on the ground next to Qian Hao, pulled him up, and when all this was done, Zhang Li returned to the edge of the penalty area, stood straight, and waited for Yan Yufeng's free throw.
Learning from the appearance of the captain, Wang Yan and Liu Wei stood beside and opposite him.
The basketball slid over their heads and landed in the basket without a doubt.
Zhang Li closed his eyes, and the next second, he opened them again.
Everyone in Beiyang receded like a tide, and Zhang Li said to his good brothers and teammates: "Don't cry, the game is not over yet, no one is allowed to cry!" β
Looking at Shenyang No. 2 Middle School, regrouping and crossing the half court with the ball, Liang Tian said to Yu He again: "This game is not broadcast, it is a loss for many people!" β
Yu He didn't refute, he watched quietly, and finally said, "At least we're here!" β
"There are no losers today, no!" Ma Rong, who had been silent, suddenly said.
"Yes!" Liang Tian let out a long sigh.
Ye Kun struggled to shoot a three-pointer, but smashed it on the back edge of the basket and bounced out, Liu Xiaoke took off the rebound, and then handed it to Yan Yufeng who ran over.
Yan Yufeng caught the basketball, waved everyone to put himself in position, he walked slowly forward, there was an open space in front of him, Shenyang No. 2 Middle School, collectively retreated in his own half, quietly waiting for him.
With a sigh in his heart, Yan Yufeng stepped over the middle line and stood there, slowly slapping the ball with one hand.
The game time disappeared in a merciless second by second.
Referee Lu Yuan, standing one meter on the sidelines, a few meters away, is Yan Yufeng's figure.
When the attack time came to the last 10 seconds, Yan Yufeng moved.
He approached the three-point line, and Wang Yan still tried to open his hands, waiting for his arrival.
When Yan Yufeng came two meters away from the three-point line, this distance, that is, half a meter outside the NBA three-point line, was also a position where he practiced a lot.
He picked up the basketball and jumped gently, a cushion shot flicked the basketball out of his right hand, and as the basketball glided through the sky, he lowered his hand and stood there watching the basketball fly towards the basket.
The basketball once again hollowed through the basket, and Lu Yuan performed his duties as the referee and raised the three-point line with an effective gesture.
Wang Yan turned around expressionlessly, he still bravely went to see Yan Yufeng.
This time, Yan Yufeng avoided his gaze, turned around, and slowly ran towards his half.
"It's over!" Garcia sighed, looking at the pile of money he was betting on, but he couldn't be happy.
Sports competition is so cruel!
He sighed in his heart.
This is his emotion, and it is also the emotion of many people present.
A minute and a half passed, and in the last twenty seconds, Yan Yufeng once again held the ball and came to the half court of Shenyang No. 2 Middle School, where he stood in the corner of the middle line and patted the basketball.
The generals of Beiyang stood on the three points above and below the three-point line, waiting for the arrival of the last moment.
At this time, the stands suddenly rang out with a unanimous shout: "red!red!red!"
Accompanied by applause from the stadium.
Letting go of the basketball, Yan Yufeng began to applaud, Wang Yanleng, who was defending him, saw Yan Yufeng walking towards him, and the basketball jumped slightly behind him.
With both hands outstretched, Yan Yufeng hugged Wang Yan.
"Come on!" He said softly.
Letting go of Wang Yan, Yan Yufeng walked towards Zhang Li, he also hugged him, and said to him: "You are a good captain!" β
Watching Yan Yufeng hug his opponent in turn, Beiyang and the others also walked towards the opponent.
Mo Feng stretched out his hand to shake Wang Yan, Mo Feng covered his chest with his other hand, and said with a wry smile: "You are the most powerful big forward I have ever met!" β
"You're also the toughest power forward I've ever met!" Wang Yan replied.
Looking at the scene of shaking hands and making peace between the two sides who had just been fighting in blood, the corners of Liang Tian's eyes were a little moist, and he said to Yu He with a smile: "Sometimes when I see them, I think of the years when I was young and hot-blooded!" β
Yu He also had a happy smile on his face, he looked at the scene of exchanging players on the court, and said: "Competition is like this, after cruelty, it is the purest sincerity!" β
"Come on!" Ma Rong succinctly said the excitement in his heart.
Yan Yufeng exchanged jerseys with Zhang Li, and he came to Luo Xun naked with his upper body.
"Fortunate!" Yan Yufeng stretched out his right hand to Luo Xun.
Luo Xun regained his complicated mood, he smiled and looked at Yan Yufeng, whose upper body muscles were well-defined, nodded lightly, and said, "Your future is promising!" Come on! β
"Thank you!" Yan Yufeng nodded, and then shook hands with everyone on the bench of Shenyang No. 2 Middle School.
In the end, he returned to the bench of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, gathered everyone, looked at their smiling faces, Yan Yufeng said: "Greetings to the audience who supports us in the stands!" β
Seeing that everyone in Beiyang lined up in a long line, when they stretched out their arms to applaud the stands on both sides, the audience who had already begun to leave the stadium stopped and applauded in return.
After doing all this, Yan Yufeng took the team, packed up his things, and walked to the locker room.
On the other side, many people in Shenyang No. 2 Middle School finally couldn't help but sit on the floor and wipe their tears.
Luo Xun, as the head coach, walked over one by one to comfort him, and finally, he came to Zhang Li.
Zhang Li didn't cry, although his eyes were still red, there were still no tears.
Looking at the disciple he admired the most, Luo Xun said softly: "Cry out, it's not a shame!" β
"Don't cry!" Zhang Li bit his lip and spat out, he grabbed the jersey he had just exchanged and walked towards the locker room alone.
Looking at his back, Luo Xun remained motionless.
Next year, this group of disciples who teach by word and deed and work hard will face the college entrance examination and go their separate ways.
Where are you at this time next year?
Luo Xun was instantly filled with emotion, and almost burst into tears.
And Zhang Li, who turned his back to all his teammates, was already in tears at this moment.
He still stubbornly murmured: "Don't cry, I don't cry!" β
A stubborn and bloody game between teenagers has finally come to an end, some people cry, some people laugh, between laughter and crying, what remains unchanged is our unforgettable feeling for this past memory.
The road is still ahead, look back at the past, step forward, to the favorite - basketball!
Thank you for making us love life so much!