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The basketball slid through a graceful arc and fell towards the net, but it was a little shorter, smashed on the front of the basket, bounced twice, or fell out, was stuck in position, and grabbed the No. 15 center with Chen Peng's back behind him in his hand.

“Fuck！” Lu Xiaofeng smashed his right fist on the palm of his left hand, and couldn't help but curse out English swearing.

He didn't train yesterday either, and after a short warm-up before the game, he didn't seem to have found his touch.

Huyang Middle School attacked again, and No. 8 easily broke through Liu Yang's defense and scored a layup.

Huyang Middle School 8:0 Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School.

Looking at Liu Yang, who was obviously a step slower, Lu Xiaofeng shook his head.

Attacking again, Lu Xiaofeng made up his mind that this goal must be scored.

In order to improve the success rate, Lu Xiaofeng still asked Chen Peng to cover, and No. 15 followed.

Lu Xiaofeng dribbled behind his left hand, stuck to Chen Peng to get rid of No. 3's defense, and stood outside the three-point line for a pause.

No. 15 hurriedly grabbed up, Lu Xiaofeng accelerated his dribble, broke through to the right, and No. 15 slid back.

“crossover！”

Lu Xiaofeng changed direction in front of his body with a low and fast body, dribbled the ball with his left hand past No. 15, shaking him to a stagger, and saw that No. 9 hurriedly made up for it.

This time, Lu Xiaofeng did not pass the ball to the empty Gu Yiming again, but made a quick stop jump shot, and No. 9 stretched his arms and jumped up hard, wanting to interfere with his shooting.

"Smack!"

"Beep!"

"Huh!"

"Oh!"

No. 9 failed to retract his hand and slapped Lu Xiaofeng on the arm, but unfortunately the ball just shot and failed to affect it, and then the basketball accurately passed through the net.

Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School finally scored!

The audience couldn't help but sigh!

"Ahh Lu Xiaofeng clenched his fists fiercely and high-fived his teammates who surrounded him.

"Come on!"

Every time he gave him a high-five, Lu Xiaofeng had to shout at his teammates, trying to arouse their enthusiasm.

There is no suspense, no one defends the free throw, the probability of Lu Xiaofeng not scoring is too small, 2+1 is played.

Huyang Middle School 8:3 Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School.

The opponent attacked again, No. 8 got rid of Liu Yang again, and there was a chance, and No. 3 passed the ball without hesitation.

Lu Xiaofeng waited for this opportunity and waited for a long time.

He had long seen that No. 3 would not attack on his own, so he pretended to be in the 3-point line, paying attention to his movements, but staring at both sides.

As soon as Lu Xiaofeng saw No. 8 running out, he guessed No. 3's next move.

Lu Xiaofeng flew out diagonally, his finger pointed at the basketball, and the basketball deviated from the trajectory.

Lu Xiaofeng used too much force and fell sideways to the ground, but he got up as soon as he rolled, kicked the ground hard, and pounced on the basketball rolling on the ground.

Finally, before the 3rd, he slapped the ball to the front.

Lu Xiaofeng got up again, and with a big stride, he crossed the No. 3 pouncer, chased the basketball in front of him, and scooped it up with his left hand.

The others hadn't reacted yet, they were all there waiting for them to grab the ball.

In the front court, Lu Xiaofeng threw the ball forward, dribbled twice, and then came to the three-point line and rushed to the basket from the side.

If it is usual, Lu Xiaofeng's ball is a simple layup.

But at this moment, in the face of the audience who was silent for a while, thinking of his teammates who were demoralized, Lu Xiaofeng jumped up hard after taking a big stride.

I saw him holding the ball in both hands, holding it high above his head, his body bent into a bow, and he smashed it against the basket like a tiger jumping into a stream.

"Hah!"

Lu Xiaofeng roared and smashed the ball to the basket with both arms.

With a "bang", the basketball passed through the net and smashed to the floor.

Lu Xiaofeng grabbed the basket, and with a swing of the momentum, he spread his legs, and waited until he swung back before letting go of his hand.

Lu Xiaofeng fell to the ground and yelled at the back of the basket.

Turning around, Lu Xiaofeng walked back, clenched his right hand into a fist, hammered hard against his left chest, and roared.

"Ahh

After a period of silence, the audience began to whisper.

"I'm X, awesome!"

"Is it so hard to play?"

"Is he really a high school student?"

"A A has never seen such a fierce one!"

"A A can only make a layup, how can there be such a powerful dunk?"

"How come such a fierce person hasn't seen the report?"

……

Lu Xiaofeng vented a sullen breath in his chest, ran to the front, and hit Zhang Shuo who came up with him fiercely.

"Come on!"

The opponent attacked, and the cheers on the scene finally became a little smaller.

After Lu Xiaofeng's consecutive goals, his teammates finally stopped being so nervous, and the defensive end was no longer easy to leak, but at the offensive end, he couldn't find the feeling for a long time.

Relying on Lu Xiaofeng's strong personal performance, Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School caught up with Huyang Middle School, and at halftime, it was not pulled away, falling behind with a score of 28:35.

"Laughing wind, good job! Rest fast and replenish your energy! The second half continued. ”

When the halftime whistle sounded, Lu Xiaofeng walked to the bench, and Coach Zhang handed over a banana in one hand and a water bottle in the other.

Coach Zhang was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot in the first half, but there was nothing he could do, he called a timeout and replaced him, it was still like that, he felt that thing, not that he could change people.

"Keep up with each other, and I'd rather foul them than let them shoot easily!"

"Run, don't stand silly and wait for the laughing wind to pass!"

"Hit the basket! If you can't score, you have to make foul free throws! ”

"Laughing Wind, how's it going? Stamina is fine, right? ”

Seeing that the layout of tactics had no effect, Coach Zhang could only shout and encourage the players, and all the hopes were placed on Lu Xiaofeng.

"Don't worry! I'll take the offense! Defend desperately! Come on! ”

Facing the eyes of the coach and teammates, Lu Xiaofeng stood up, full of confidence, stretched out his hand, and put himself together with his teammates.

After the half-time warm-up, Lu Xiaofeng's feeling finally came, as soon as he went up, it was an unreasonable three-point, and the difference suddenly came to 4 points.

The enthusiasm of the teammates for defense was raised at once, and they actually prevented the opponent from making a hasty shot.

Chen Peng made a cover, and Lu Xiaofeng made another three-point shot against No. 15.

It may be Lu Xiaofeng's deterrent power of three points before, but No. 15 pounced too hard and slapped Lu Xiaofeng in the face.

"Beep!"

The referee hurriedly blew the whistle and rushed over, for fear that Lu Xiaofeng would fight with the other party.

Lu Xiaofeng threw out the three points with his feelings, but with a "swish", he entered!

"Oh!"

The audience is not calm, and after a lament, there are various voices.

"Defend against his three points!"

"Wrap him up!"

"Don't let him catch the ball!"

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