Chapter 69: The Last Tactic of Yellow Turban Middle School, the Fourth Quarter of the Stalemate
"Kong Ming, how is your physical condition?" Liu Bei asked him with concern while drinking water. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"My body? I'm fine, I'm ready to play at any time!" Kong Ming put on an energetic expression, but in fact, he had just tried to stand up not long ago, and he immediately felt dizzy, his chest was tight, his body could barely stand up and he was about to fall, and finally he barely stood up straight.
"Really? That's great! Wait a minute, we still need your help. Liu Bei shook Kong Ming's hand and shook it excitedly.
Kong Ming was a little surprised when he was grabbed by Liu Bei's hand, but soon a smile appeared on his face. "Well, I'll definitely play again in a minute!"
Their actions were seen by Coach Lu Zhi, and the coach's eyes couldn't help but secretly pass a trace of gloom.
On the side of Yellow Turban Middle School, the team members lowered their heads and fell silent outside the field for almost a minute.
"Let him go over, don't think about it anymore..."Coach Nanhua crossed his hands, closed his eyes, and sighed softly.
"Hey, what's going on, the grumpy devil coach didn't scold and scold?" The players were a little stunned and raised their heads to look at the coach in amazement.
"Cheer me up, there's the last quarter, and we're still ahead, so there's no need to be afraid of the opponent!" Coach Nanhua spoke slowly, and he didn't use a reproachful tone.
"However, the phantom pass has been cracked, the "contract" has been dissolved, and there is no other way..."Zhang Jiao said as his voice became lower and lower.
"Don't just say frustrating things! Now put away your waywardness! In the fourth quarter, everything is under my command! You know what?" Coach Nanhua suddenly raised his voice, and his tone became extremely stern. "Zhang Jiao, Zhang Liang, Zhang Bao, you used the last tactic in the fourth quarter, the three of you should know what tactics are, right? The others did their best to cooperate with them, understand?"
"The last tactic? Could it be?" Zhang Jiao and the three of them were stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood the coach's intentions. "That's right, the last tactic, that's it!"
"Now it's clear! The last moments all cheered me up and played a new tactical match as soon as possible. I have to admit that the opponent is a terrible team, so everyone has raised my energy to the highest level, and I must win the game!" Coach Nanhua said loudly.
"Understood!" The morale on the side of the Yellow Turban Middle School has also returned.
"Beep!" Finally, when it was time to decide the winner in the final quarter, the atmosphere of the audience outside the court was also tense, everyone stared at the players on the court with bated breath, and the fourth quarter of the game officially began!
The two sides still used the lineup of the third quarter, with Hanli Middle School taking the lead.
Zou Jing took the ball to the frontcourt, and the opponent's defense of the inside line was still suffocating. The five of them guarded Guan Yu and Zhang Fei tightly, and the defense was tighter than before. Zou Jing didn't even have a chance to pass in the inside line.
"What should I do?" Zou Jing wanted to make a shot near the free throw line, but as soon as he made a shot, Zhang Bao quickly moved in front of him.
"There's no way to make a move!" Zou Jing had no choice but to pass the ball to Huang Fu Song on the other side, Huang Fu Song chose to shoot on the other side after receiving the ball, Zhao Hong quickly stepped forward to interfere, and the ball hit the rebound and was confiscated by Zhang Liang at the bottom of the basket. The first attack at Hanley Middle School did not succeed.
After changing sides, the attack of Yellow Turban Middle School, Zhang Jiao controlled the ball in the front court, and Liu Bei also guarded him closely. Zhang Jiao tried Liu Bei several times but couldn't do so, so he used a phantom pass, and the ball passed to Zhang Liang on the inside.
"Strictly guard the inside line!" Liu Bei shouted like a member of the inner line, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were already staring at Zhang Liang.
"Very good, as long as we keep an eye on them and Zhang Jiao's passing, we don't have to be afraid of them at all, our coordination tactics have been cracked!" Liu Bei watched Zhang Liang's passing line with great nervousness, and Huangfu Song was also on the side to assist in marking and making sure that the pass between them could be disrupted.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhang Liang received the ball, he unexpectedly passed the ball to the outside line Zhang Bao!
"What's going on? Why did it pass to Zhang Bao?" Liu Bei and the others were all taken aback. "Could it be that they have given up on the "contract passing tactic" with Zhang Jiao as the core?"
After Zhang Bao received the ball, he made a good projection action, Zou Jing quickly stepped forward to block it, Zhang Bao smashed the ball to the left frame and popped up, and Guan Yu grabbed the rebound.
"Phew!" Everyone in Hanli Middle School let out a long sigh, Zhang Bao's position was good just now, and Zou Jing was actually difficult to stop him, but in the end, he didn't throw in, and everyone still felt a little lucky.
After that, the two attacks of both sides were in vain, Zou Jing was wiped out by Zhang Bao with a test shot in the opponent's front court, and Guan Hai dragged the ball into his hands; Yellow Turban Middle School's counterattack, Zhang Jiao passed the ball to Zhang Bao, Zhang Bao passed the ball to Zhang Liang on the inside, Zhang Liang raised his hand to shoot, Zhang Fei's hat was taken down, and Guan Yu held the ball.
Hanli Middle School's counterattack, this time it was Liu Bei's turn to shoot at the free throw line, Zhang Jiao quickly stepped forward to defend, Liu Bei's shot smashed the frame and popped up, and Zhang Liang took the rebound. Yellow Turban Middle School then slowly advanced the counterattack, Zhang Jiao passed the ball to Zhang Liang after a burst of ball control, Zhang Liang did not hold the ball He passed the ball directly to Zhang Bao, Zhang Bao suddenly passed the ball to Zhang Jiao, Zhang Jiao stepped on the three-point line to shoot, the ball smashed the frame and did not score.
"What's going on? Both sides haven't scored, it's been a while..."Yueying asked curiously.
"It's not surprising at all," Xu Shu replied. Because both sides are now at a stalemate. It's already in the fourth quarter, on the one hand, the shooting percentage of both sides has dropped due to huge physical exertion, and on the other hand, both sides are playing very cautiously, because a slight mistake may lose the whole game, and now neither side can afford to lose. Xu Shu analyzed with Yueying carefully.
"I just don't know how long this situation can last, because the opponent is an experienced team and will never simply sit still." Cui Zhouping said worriedly.
"By the way, will Kong Ming still play? He doesn't seem to be in good shape..."Yueying looked at Kong Ming on the bench in the distance and kept sitting, and Coach Lu Zhi didn't seem to have any intention of sending him to play.
Xu Shu and Cui Zhouping didn't squeak, and Xu Shu glanced at Kong Ming on the bench with a solemn expression.
"Strange? Now the opponent's attack is completely centered on Zhang Liang, Zhang Bao, and Zhang Jiao, what is the situation?" Kong Ming couldn't figure it out for a while.
Coach Lu Zhi's brows furrowed, and he let out a soft breath in his mouth.
"Smack!" There was a sudden sound, and the ball in Zou Jing's hand was stealed! Before Zou Jing could react, the players of Hanli Middle School were also shocked!