King of the North Sun (8)

"Dad, I don't practice anymore!"

"Why?"

"What's the point of going to the basket, I'm going to play outside!"

"Haha'''''' son, do you know what position you want to play in the future?"

"Big Striker! Dad, didn't you tell me a long time ago? ”

"Haha, do you know where the power forward is going to stand?"

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"Son, let me tell you a truth, scoring is always the closer to the basket, the easier it is to score, although the closer you go, the more resistance you encounter, but don't be frustrated, get rid of all resistance, when you do all this, you will find that scoring is so easy!"

"How do I get out of the resistance?"

"Use your strong body and nimble feet to carry or dodge defenders!"

"Oh! But I still want to be on the outside, and I can shoot the ball in there! ”

"Son, do you think you're going to score a few of the ten shots you shoot from the outside, and how many more do you score if you shoot ten shots under the basket, tell me!"

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"Remember, dominating the inside is the same as dominating the game! Do everything you can to grab rebounds, fight everything you can to score, and frustrate all opponents with your explosive and suffocating body! ”

"Yes, Dad, I see!"

It's been seven years, Dad, you have taught me so much, and I still remember that in the warm spring sunshine, you and I played happily under that basket, and your every word of instruction seems to still echo in my ears.

I haven't tried to be a savior, but now I seem to have a chance, hehe!

A smile bloomed on Mo Feng's indifferent face.

"Toot ''''''''!"

The referee blew the whistle for the timeout.

The low roar of the coach behind him was still crazy, but he immediately stopped under the whistle, and after a while, he only heard Long Dahai say weakly: "Let's play!" ”

The team members turned around silently, and one by one came out with gloomy faces.

The arrival of the players in the second middle school immediately caused a boo, when was the king of the second middle school treated like this, Mo Feng turned around and glanced at it, everyone's face was the kind of expression that wanted to cry and was very angry.

"Wreck! Grievance! Anger after self-esteem has been trampled! There is also a little bit of loss of confidence, frustration! Mo Feng whispered in his mouth, deeply understanding the difficulties that the second middle school was encountering now.

Such a team will not be able to defeat the current momentum of the twelve, even if there is a third-rate team in front of them, I am afraid it will not be able to win.

It is necessary to arouse everyone's fighting spirit and let them come out of the shadow of the soulless figure Tang Chaohui.

Holding his hands tightly, Mo Feng's eyes burst with a strong desire for battle.

Then let me wake you up!

Standing on the inner line, watching the pounce of the five tigers in the twelve, Mo Feng roared in his heart.

A tidal battle began.

The 12th was in complete control of the game, and in every position, everyone began to bravely show their fighting spirit and strength to their defenders.

And everyone in the second is instinctively resisting, like a group of mutes, silently blocking.

The ball has been hoisted into the inner line, Xiang Jie vigorously stuck Fang Tao behind him, facing Fang Tao who was much taller than himself behind him, Xiang Jie was not afraid, bowed his back and slashed twice, and then turned his body, his shoulder was hard to carry Fang Tao away, and he jumped up and throw.

A hand came out in front of the flying basketball and fanned it fiercely.

The basketball suddenly snorted and was fanned out of the sideline.

"Ahh

Mo Feng glared angrily, stood in front of Xiang Jie, and roared loudly.

Xiang Jie's eyes narrowed as if he was insulted, and anger suddenly filled his eyes.

Mo Feng turned around, looked at Fang Tao who was silent behind him, punched him in the chest, and roared loudly: "Have you already fallen?" Fang Tao was shocked and looked at the angry Mo Feng in front of him blankly.

"Like a man, don't be like a woman, you can't get up after a little blow!" Mo Feng turned his head, looked intently at the twelve who had already sent the sideline ball, and threw out a sentence: "Don't let me despise you!" ”

Fang Tao's frustrated eyes slowly burned.

Yan Yufeng looked at Mo Feng who was standing on the inner line with a murderous face a little strangely, and was stunned, thinking: Do you want to be a savior? Mo Feng?

The ball was passed on the outside, and after three passes, it was hoisted into the inside line, Cao Tao caught the ball steadily, and squeezed it tentatively to the inside, but immediately felt an unprecedented breath hit.

Cao Tao was shocked, this power could not be blocked by himself at all, and he hurriedly stood on the horse, blocking Fang Tao behind him, and the sound of breathing like a beast was in his ears.

Lifting the ball and raising his hand, there was a reaction behind him, and he immediately seemed to be pressed by a mountain, and suddenly he had no power to resist, and he was shocked and immediately passed the ball.

Zhai Yong caught the ball, didn't make any adjustments at all, and got up to throw, because he knew that with this delay, the 24-second offensive time would be coming soon, and if he didn't shoot, he would be in violation of the attack.

The ball hit the basket and bounced off the ball.

Xiang Jie let out a loud shout and jumped towards the ball that fell within his range.

One hand grabbed the ball one line faster than him, and then the other hand closed the ball fiercely, making a loud sound.

"Smack!"

The crisp voice shook everyone's nerves, and looking at Mo Feng, who was as fierce as a god of war, Yan Yufeng's heart trembled.

Good guys, good backcourt rebounds.

"Attack!"

With Mo Feng's angry shout, the members of the No. 2 Middle School seemed to have been struck by the morning bell, and suddenly sobered up, and began to change their normalcy and rush forward.

Long Dahai couldn't help but shout: "Good job!" ”

Mo Feng lived up to his own eyes like that, he was indeed the future leader of the Second Middle School.

Maybe under his leadership, the battered No. 2 Middle School will come to his senses, show his strength, and defend the championship honor of the No. 2 Middle School.

It's up to you, Mo Feng.

Long Dahai prayed secretly in his heart.

Catch the ball, turn around, a shooting feint, and then dodge Xiang Jie, who jumped up, Mo Feng slapped the ball sideways, and then took a big stride, and came to a two-handed over-pour.

After tearing the hoop out of shape, Mo Feng let go and fell, and yelled arrogantly.

Yan Yufeng touched Xiang Jie and said, "It's okay!" ”

"It's okay, I just don't understand, why did this No. 4 seem to have taken medicine and become so strong all of a sudden?" Xiang Jie covered his chest, which was still a little painful, and muttered depressedly.

"Hey, hey!" Yan Yufeng smiled, raised his eyes and looked at Mo Feng, who had already run back, and the white No. 4 behind him was floating there.

A PF who wants to be a savior.

The game has become more exciting because of you, Mo Feng, thank you!

Yan Yufeng said in his heart, turned around and shouted to everyone: "Don't let the second middle school beat the momentum, and get back two points!" ”

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in unison.

After a few passes, the basketball was still patiently passing on the outside, and the second middle school began to slowly wake up, and with the shouting of Mo Feng, who was standing on the inside line, like a commander, the defense began to become sharp again.

Yan Yufeng quickly ran out of the outside line, Zhai Yong quickly passed the ball, Yan Yufeng immediately turned around, faced Shen Sheng, the scoring guard who replaced Tang Chaohui, shook twice, and then swam with the ball to the bottom line.

Shen Shengneng, as Tang Chaohui's substitute, is naturally not far behind, not to mention that now he is physically strong, and his close defense without spare strength also makes Yan Yufeng a little uncomfortable. Yan Yufeng made a gesture, and suddenly changed direction in the opposite direction, Yan Yufeng pulled back, and violently returned again.

Shen Sheng shouted loudly and immediately chased after him again.

A body that stood next to Shen Xing mercilessly was Xiang Jie.

Shen Shengdun shouted angrily: "Supplemental defense!" ”

Tong Shan, who was beside him, immediately leaned towards Yan Yufeng.

As soon as Yan Yufeng left Shen Sheng's defense, he immediately rushed forward, looking at Tong Shan, who was rushing immediately, he suddenly jumped up and stuffed the ball in.

"Good shot!"

Tiekou, who was sitting in the broadcast studio, saw this pass and blurted out praise.

Xiang Jie, who had just made a block for Yan Yufeng, turned around at this moment, quickly inserted diagonally into the inner line, and Yan Yufeng just became a straight 45-degree angle.

Yan Yufeng rushed in, and immediately attracted the attention of Su Wei, who was originally in the middle, and gave up his defensive position and pasted it, and Xiang Jie seized this opportunity and did not hesitate to insert a sharp knife into the inner line of the second middle school.

A nice pick-and-roll.

Textbook-like tactical coordination.

Catching the ball easily, Xiang Jie took advantage of the situation to take a step forward, immediately stopped, bowed his knees to raise the ball, and then made a low shot, and his short body actually leaned into the right basket.

After once again tricking Fang Tao, who was the only one guarding under the basket, Xiang Jie did not hesitate, and when he got up, he wanted to clasp his hands heavily to give Mo Feng, who had scored in the same way just now, a strong counterattack.

But will he succeed?

Mo Feng's roar told him.

This huge hand, with the sound of the wind and the angry shout like a thunderbolt, incited Xiang Jie, who had already raised his hands high.

"Smack!"

The ball was innocently pressed to the rebound and then bounced back.

After landing, Mo Feng did not pause, jumped up for the second time, grabbed the ball in his arms, and then turned his body, swept it, and immediately threw the ball to the front court, and at the same time let out a majestic roar like a command: "Su Wei!" Above! ”

Su Wei snorted, looking at Mo Feng's red face and the eyes full of confidence in himself, he couldn't help but arouse all the passion, as well as the pride of the past!

Su Wei's nerves reached a pole at once, he let out a loud shout, and ran wildly in the direction of the ball at full speed.

At the same time, it was Zhai Yong who was running, but it was more than Su Wei, who was already completely excited. Zhai Yong's speed is a little ridiculous.

The speed of 100 meters can be compared to that of professional players, and Su Wei's wild run is so fast.

After a few steps, Su Wei had caught up with the flying basketball, and after a side shot, Su Wei immediately took three steps to the basket and easily sent the ball into the basket.

34 to 37.

The second middle school stretched the score to three points!

Gently dropping and picking up the ball, Su Wei looked at Zhai Yong who was panting and running back, and his lost confidence was completely regained, Su Wei sneered, handed the ball to Zhai Yong with an angry face very gentlemanly, and said softly: "You know what? The two of us are like tortoises and rabbits, you're too slow! ”

"You're ''''''''''!" Zhai Yong was speechless for a moment.

"Haha!" Su Wei turned around and walked back, looking at Mo Feng who gave him a thumbs up from afar, Su Wei also raised his hand in response.

Thank you, Mo Feng!

You helped me rediscover my desire for victory.

"Nice offense, nice block, and then another nice fast break! After the soul of the second middle school was punished by Captain Tang Chaohui, the second middle school quickly recovered, and told the twelfth middle school with a beautiful fast attack, and the second middle school of the king came back to pull! Tiekou said quickly.

"Yes, yes! After Tang Chaohui was sent off, No. 4 power forward Mo Feng stepped forward and became the leader of the new generation of No. 2 Middle School, in just one and a half minutes, he brought us 2 points, 2 blocks, and an assist! And these 2 caps were all covered by the hand of No. 10 Xiang Jie, a member of the 12th Squadron, who has been very active. Especially the second block, it is extremely beautiful, after No. 10 Xiang Jie deceived No. 5 Fang Tao, when he was making a strong slam dunk under the empty second middle basket, No. 4 Xiang Jie didn't know that it had never come out, a very fast, extremely accurate sideways block, completely pressed the ball on the rebound, it was so beautiful! Jinzui looked at the slow motion just now, shook his head and praised.

"Yes! The twelfth middle school has to face a sober team again, although it has lost its soul Tang Chaohui, but the strength of the second middle school is still so strong. The results of the game now seem to be confusing again! Tiekou looked at the changing situation on the field and guessed.

"Well, compared to now, the two teams have begun to enter the confrontation like a brutal position, who will win? Let's be patient! ”

Jinzui said.

The game continued, and every player present in the second middle school began to be cheered up by Mo Fengji's incendiary words and roars, and several beautiful positional attacks once again played a small **.

And Yan Yufeng also led the way that he didn't want to give the giant of No. 2 Middle School another chance to get up again, and the crazy counterattack began.

The 9,000 spectators also mobilized their emotions for the fierce confrontation on the field, and the eagerness to see the birth of a new king prompted them to start shouting loudly.

Once again, the game was in the middle of a great time.

As time passed, every player began to show fatigue, which was even more prominent in the twelve.

No. 2 Middle School is not only a very outstanding school in sports, but also in academic performance and other aspects, and it is also very famous in the province, and the equipment is extremely sound and technological.

It's even more prominent on sports equipment, which is a big help for every player in the two. Relatively speaking, the twelfth middle school is a little inferior.

In addition to the Tiger basketball hall, there are too few other equipment about basketball, there is no scientific plan to improve physical fitness, and it is difficult to ensure that in a high-intensity game, it is difficult to ensure that in a high-intensity game, it will persist until the end.

Seeing the phenomenon of the slow transition between offense and defense, some weak players kept panting for a short time, and Wang Xuechao frowned.

"Do you want to put in players and let the main players recover some strength?" Shi Guang next to him said worriedly.

"Now is the most critical time to confront the second middle school, if the main force is replaced at this time and the attack becomes slow and weak, it is equivalent to giving the tiger of the second middle school a chance to breathe, no! Not yet! Wang Xuechao pondered for a while, and then said categorically.

"But if it continues like this, and the main players can't get rest, isn't it too dangerous for the upcoming fourth quarter?" Shi Guang said what he thought.

After all, the fourth quarter is the time to fight to the death.

Wang Xuechao pondered for a moment and made a pause gesture to the rostrum.

Immediately, the referee blew the whistle for the 12th timeout.

Yan Yufeng walked off the field sweating profusely, and couldn't wait to reach out for water to drink.

At this time, Qin Lan was the busiest, but this was also the happiest time, seeing everyone fighting desperately for victory on the field, while he was standing leisurely on the field, his heart was imaginably irritable and anxious.

"Come on, you're this cup, oh, Zhai Yong, it's yours, don't be in a hurry to drink, slow down, slow down, slow down, slow down, '''''''''slow down, Qin Lan's voice fluttered on the rest seat, and Wang Xuechao glanced at the busy Qin Lan with appreciation.

This is indeed a good basketball leader.

But now is not the time to think about this, Wang Xuechao hurriedly put the tactical indicator on the ground and explained the next tactical changes to the players one by one.

"Yan Yufeng, Zhai Yong, your defense on the left and right sides can be slightly leaning inward, and Xiang Jie, Li Feng, the two of you have to protect the left and right sides as much as possible, and Cao Tao, you did a good job in the game, although you didn't score, but you did do everything that a center needs to do.

Backcourt rebounds are very important, Xiang Jie, your three interior players, must not let the second middle school get a chance to attack twice, and ensure that the rebounds are foolproof!

Yan Yufeng, your task is to score, Xiang Jie, a few of your interior players have to pull out to play, and close to Yan Yufeng to do a good job of blocking and dismantling, and pull out the gap for Yan Yufeng to shoot.

Zhai Yong, your task is to do your best to defend Su Wei, he is the source of all attacks launched by the Second Middle School, you can completely put your mind on him, run with him, where he goes, you will go, even if he stands in an open place to rest, you have to stick to him!

Do you understand? Wang Xuechao looked at everyone and said with a solemn expression.

"Understood, Coach!"

"I understand that everyone definitely doesn't have the strength now, but now is the critical moment, the second middle school is gradually coming out of the shadow just now, we can't let them get up again, we have to beat the king of the second middle school in the past! Therefore, I hope you can hold on a little longer, and make it possible to catch up with or even surpass the score! ”

"Got it, coach, we still have the strength!" Li Feng was the first to say.

"Cut, didn't you say just now, now you just see a beautiful woman beckoning to you, don't you dump her?" Zhai Yong shouted.

Zhai Yong's revelation immediately caused everyone to laugh, and the tense atmosphere eased a lot.

"Damn! When did I say that! Li Feng said angrily.

"Don't say it, listen to the coach!" Yan Yufeng waved his hand and said.

"There are still four minutes left before the end of the third quarter, and I hope everyone can complete the task I just said and do everything possible to win!" Wang Xue raised his wrist and looked at the table below, and said seriously.

"Now the score is only 41-45, for the team that played against the second and second middle schools, in fact, we have already won, compared to the third quarter, not only in the score of the opponent, but also in the score is also very low, which shows that you have done a good job, so that the star team of the second middle school did not eat anything cheap on us! What a job! Students! Shi Guang also said encouragingly.

"Win the game, I invite you all to eat Kentucky chicken!" Qin Lan also stood up at the right time to boost his momentum.

"Yay! Are you sure? Zhai Yong shouted first.

"Well'''''!" Qin Lan still wanted to say something, but the whistle when the timeout time was up had already sounded, and Wang Xuechao immediately clapped his hands and said, "Come on, my warriors!" ”

Yan Yufeng wiped his face with a towel, nodded with the coach and Gao Yuan, who was sitting on the chair, a smile bloomed on his resolute face, raised his hand, and turned around and stepped into the court.

Yan Yufeng, I wish you victory!

Qin Lan stood silently in place, praying.

The game continues.

Long Dahai didn't know what to say to the team members, but it seemed that everyone in the second middle school seemed to be even more excited, and seeing that their faces still had a firm belief in victory, Yan Yufeng snorted.

If you don't despair, you really still don't understand that defeat is already doomed.

From the day I was selected for the 12th middle school team, I went to your 2nd middle school. Feng Jing failed, Qi Zhenglie also failed, Ye Changfeng also failed, and now even Tang Chaohui has fallen, so, what about you, Mo Feng?

I want to play stronger, and you're the last one.

Defeat you, and I will be able to step into the national competition.

And my teammates, they will also slowly mature after this tough game, and come to win stronger opponents with me.

No. 2, you're just a roadblock for me!

"Come on!"

Yan Yufeng shouted loudly to all the players in the second middle school.

"Let you know who is the king of the North Sun!" Yan Yufeng raised his hand, stretched out his index finger, pointed at all the people in the second middle school, and then pointed back at himself, and said, "I am the king of Beiyang!" ”

"Humph!"

All the players in the second middle school snorted almost at the same time, and the anger in their eyes burned even stronger.

In the following game, the confrontation between the two sides became more intense, and the referee's whistle sounded one after another. Combined with the fouls at the start of the third quarter, the number of fouls committed by both teams immediately reached four.

(According to the rules of the game, when the number of fouls committed by the whole team reaches four in a quarter, no matter what form of foul, a penalty of a second free throw will be applied.) ）

The game did not calm down because of the rules, and the players on both sides did not calm down, and a constant stream of small fouls began to envelop the game.

And free throws are starting to become the subject of scoring.

The free throws in the 12th are obviously much worse than the 2nd in the middle, and the phenomenon of hitting one of the two free throws is very common, and even the scene of missing both free throws will happen.

Wang Xuechao is also helpless, this thing completely depends on the training of the players themselves, they are just a group of children, not professional basketball players, and the instability in this aspect is completely unavoidable.

Looking at the scoreboard on the big screen in the east, Yan Yufeng frowned.

46 to 53

I finally understand the intentions of the coach of No. 2 Middle School!

It's so yin!

Everybody went to the penalty, but not themselves.

No one fouled themselves at all.

Damn it!

Yan Yufeng clenched his fists.

A solution must be found!

And now that the moratorium has run out, we can only figure it out on our own! (I'm sorry, but due to the needs of the plot, I don't know how many pauses there are in a section, so I can only say this, I hope you don't mind, and don't think about going elsewhere, it's just a plot need!) ）

Yan Yufeng suddenly showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

If you don't ask me to foul, then I'll force you to foul me!

What should come will come, and what should go must go!

No. 2, you can't escape!

waved his hand to the team members next to him, and all the team members immediately surrounded him, taking advantage of this short time, Yan Yufeng said: "Do you understand the tactical intentions of the second middle school?" ”

"Damn, they're all foul,! Vile! Li Feng scolded, he missed all four penalties just now, and he was naturally the biggest victim of the tactics of the second middle school.

"We can't go on like this, the score is open again, time is running out, we can't be pulled down by the second middle school to enter the fourth quarter!" Xiang Jie said.

"Not bad! We've run out of moratoriums, and now we'll have to figure it out ourselves! Yan Yufeng glanced at the anxious coach next to him and said.

"Say it! We listen to you! Zhai Yong immediately said.

"Everyone try to pull away as much as possible, the person who replaced Tang Chaohui can't prevent me, I'm going to force the second middle school to foul me!" Yan Yufeng's eyes flashed with coldness.

"But they defend in zones and it's hard to pull the opponent inside!" Cao Tao couldn't help but say.

For Cao Tao, the multi-person defense in the second middle school is equivalent to completely covering up, so when Yan Yufeng said his thoughts, he immediately reminded him.

"It's okay, look at me!" Yan Yufeng sneered, saw that the second middle school had already attacked, clapped his hands, and said, "Defend well, we can't lose any more points!" ”

"Yes! It's up to you! Xiang Jie patted Yan Yufeng's shoulder and said meaningfully.

Yan Yufeng smiled, turned around, and looked at the second middle school that pounced.

Let me take a look at my Yan Yufeng's singles ability.

When the game was more than two minutes away from the end of the third quarter, the second middle school, which was sent out by the soul Tang Chaohui, finally recovered slowly under Mo Feng's angry counterattack.

And this tactic immediately played a great role, the score was opened to a difference of seven points, at this time, the twelfth middle school has used up a section to suspend all the places, in the face of this challenge, what method did Yan Yufeng use to lead the twelve to victory?

Please see the end of the King of the North Sun - The King of the North Sun (9)

King of the North Sun (8)

Great Qin Bingbing

2004-8-4

Today, the Chinese team won, although the scene is not very good, and a lot of opportunities have been wasted, but I hope to see an improvement in the psychological quality of the Chinese team, and the penalty kick win is a good proof.

Hehe, after reading it, I found that I was sweating again, it's really dangerous!

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