Chapter Seventy-One: The King of Shaoguan: Yichen's Heart
Zhou Lihong was shocked: "Doctor Zhuang, you are not mistaken!" β
Doctor Zhuang nodded and shook his head again: "Anyway, let him leave the court first, and I'll deal with him." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Referee Hou Yong said: "Okay, pay attention! β
Hu Zhe and Zheng Chao carried Wu Yichen up, and Wu Yichen jumped off the field with his right foot.
"What should I do?" Lin Qinran said anxiously.
Zhang Fan smiled bitterly: "What can I do!" This game is probably unplayable! Maybe I'm going to be defeated by the second middle school! β
Lin Qinran lowered his head and touched his pocket, in his pocket was the envelope that Wu Yichen gave him in the morning, no, it should be said that it was the first love letter.
Don't be fine! Tears began to roll in Lin Qinran's eyes, and Lin Qinran raised his head to look at the chandelier on the ceiling.
Zhou Leehom glanced at Dr. Zhuang, who was busy, and then at Meng Xiaoyi, who was handing out water, and clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention.
"We're just getting a little bit hurt!" Zhou Leehom said comfortingly.
Minor injuries? Cai Tae-chul shook his head with a wry smile.
"Later, Zeng Bing will play, everyone must know that we are a whole! One person has fallen, and we have ten more! Our breathing never stops! Zhou Leehom's eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and he pointed to Wu Yichen, who was lying there motionless, and said: "Wu Yichen, a freshman in high school is so desperate and wants to win so much, what are you doing in your sophomore and junior years of high school!" β
Hu Zhe stood up: "Yes! We haven't done it all! We haven't fallen yet! β
Zheng Chao also stood up: "Yes, it's time for me to start attacking!" Be sure to pass me more later! β
Cai Taizhe clapped his hands vigorously and roared: "That's right! I will never let that Zhou Jian grab a rebound again, you can shoot as you like! β
Zhou Leehom nodded vigorously: "That's right, we should show this momentum!" Let's take a look at the strength of our fourth middle school! β
Zhou Leehom suddenly stretched out his hand, and everyone's hands were pasted.
"Champion!" Zhou Leehom roared.
βFightingοΌοΌβ
The corners of Wu Yichen's mouth twitched, and he smiled slightly.
"Tut-" Referee Hou Yong blew the whistle for the continuation of the game, Hu Xiajun glanced at Zhou Leehom's side and said, "Everyone should be careful, just do what I just said!" We're going to win this game! β
"One, two, three, come on!!"
The audience shouted loudly, and the atmosphere reached a high point again.
"Oh, now we can see that the No. 4 Middle School did not lose its momentum because of the injury of No. 14 Wu Yichen, but aroused their fighting spirit! The spirit of the No. 4 Middle School is really worth learning from all of us, and by the way, I would like to introduce Zeng Bing, the No. 5 point guard who came on as a substitute for Wu Yichen......," Li Zhengmin said.
Deng Shaoxin suddenly coughed a few times in a row, staring at the LCD screen in front of him: I hope he is fine!
Now the game has started for a minute and a half, and the four are currently 2:4 behind the two in two. Because Wu Yichen destroyed the ball out of bounds when he saved the ball, this time the ball was awarded to the second middle school.
βCoachοΌ Wu is injured! Jerry yelled as he stared at the TV.
Chen Dahai beside him frowned: "This guy is too inexperienced!" This kind of ball shouldn't be broken! β
Jerry's brows furrowed: "Coach, you can't say that, Wu He really wants to win!" β
Su Xiaotian broke free of Zeng Bing after a reverse run, and after receiving the ball, he waited for his teammates to fall into position, and then passed the ball to MVP Fu Xudong.
Fu Xudong's pupils contracted suddenly, and he saw that the defensive formation of the fourth middle school had changed, and it had become a joint defense!
Hu Xiajun looked at Zhou Leehom who was standing opposite in disbelief, and thought in surprise: What a powerful coach!
Fu Xudong frowned: Is this the tactic to defend me? Two people help defend me, I can't use magic dribbling!
When Fu Xudong reluctantly passed the ball back to Su Xiaotian, the defensive formation of the fourth middle school changed to man-to-man again.
Su Xiaotian stretched out a finger and was about to execute tactics again.
Yan Jietao went up to the high post to catch the ball, and there were only 10 seconds left in the offensive time at this time, and all the players pulled down the other side.
"It's actually a single from a power forward!" Kong Li exclaimed.
Kong Meng lowered his center of gravity, and one hand stuck on Yan Jietao's waist.
Yan Jietao suddenly made a breakthrough, Kong Meng hurriedly followed, but Yan Jietao used his body to hit Kong Meng again, Kong Meng only felt that he was smashed by an iron plate, and immediately took a step back.
"Hey!" Yan Jietao put his feet together, shouted, rose from the ground, put the ball behind his head with both hands, and with a violent dunk of both hands, the basket let out a piercing moan.
Under the pressure of Yan Jietao's weight of nearly 210 catties, the basket was torn downward, fortunately, the quality of the basket in Panlong Gymnasium is the best in Shaoguan, otherwise it is estimated that it will be torn and deformed.
Yan Jietao fell to the ground arrogantly, slammed his chest hard, and let out a roar, and the students of the second middle school in the audience let out bursts of cheers.
"Oh my God, what we just saw!" Li Yueren held his head in his hands and exclaimed, "Let's take a look at this bombshell-like dunk again!" β
On the big screen in the center of the top of the arena, Yan Jietao's powerful dunk was replayed, and the audience once again burst into exclamations.
Zhang Fan held his head in his hands and said incredulously: What kind of person is this, it's just a tank!
Dr. Zhuang touched the beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, and said to Zhou Leehom: "Coach Zhou, there is no problem with this player now, but this game can't be played." β
Zhou Leehom breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: It's okay.
Wu Yichen frowned, not knowing what he was thinking, he suddenly sat up, touched the tape he was holding on his head, looked at his ankle, and bit his lower lip gently.
"Coach, I'd like to go back to the locker room." Wu Yichen said to Zhou Leehom.
Zhou Leehom nodded and said, "Xiaoyi, you can accompany Wu Yichen, it's inconvenient for him to be alone!" β
Meng Xiao also nodded and followed Wu Yichen to the player's tunnel.
"Now it's No. 13 Zheng Chao singles with the ball!" Li Zhengmin said quickly.
Zheng Chao stood on the three-point line, facing Lin Jun, who was about the same height as himself, without the slightest fear, and took a tentative step with his right foot, Lin Jun subconsciously withdrew his foot to prevent Zheng Chao from passing him in one step.
Zheng Chao suddenly retracted his tentative step and made a direct three-point jumper.
Lin Jun was stunned for a moment: he actually shot directly!
The ball spun in the air at high speed, spun around the basket twice, and was eventually rejected by the basket.
"Wow-" The audience was in an uproar, what a pity.
The ball bounced out, but Cai Taizhe grabbed the offensive rebound, Cai Taizhe did not directly hit the basket, but passed the ball, and the ball returned to Zeng Bing's hands.
Jerry clapped his hands violently: "It's a pity, it's a pity, Zheng has learned Rocky steps, but it's still a little worse in terms of shooting!" β
Deng Shaoxin sighed twice, his face full of pity.
"It's a pity that this goal is very bad, but fortunately, the center of the fourth center Cai Tae-chul grabbed the offensive rebound, and now the fourth center reorganizes the offense, and there is still a chance!" Li Yue said.
Hu Zhe tried to ask for the ball, but finally broke free from Fu Xudong's death entanglement, received the ball, faced Fu Xudong, and tried to play singles again.
"You can't!" Fu Xudong smiled coldly.
Hu Zhe pursed his lips: "Not necessarily!" β
Hu Zhe suddenly broke through to the right with one footstep, but when Fu Xudong was about to catch up, he bumped into Cai Taizhe's body, secretly screamed in his heart, and hurriedly shouted: "Pay attention to changing guards!" β
Hu Zhe faced Zhou Jian, the second center forward who was eight centimeters taller than himself, and was not afraid at all, and directly stopped and jumped out. Zhou Jian struggled to jump and couldn't get to the ball thrown by Hu Zhe.
"Brush!" The ball hollows into the net.
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In the dressing room, Wu Yichen sat on a chair, and Meng Xiao was standing next to him, looking at Wu Yichen quietly.
Wu Yichen suddenly said: "Senior sister, take care of my feet!" β
Meng Xiao was also stunned: "Didn't Dr. Zhuang already deal with it just now?" Do you feel uncomfortable? β
A cold glint erupted in Wu Yichen's eyes: "Senior sister, I mean, please tie me tighter a little more!" I'm going to race! β
Meng Xiaoyi said almost without hesitation: "No! Absolutely not! You're like this, you can't play again! You're going to leave a legacy behind you! β
Wu Yichen shook his head: "Isn't it okay if you lose this game?" β
Meng Xiao also nodded solemnly.
Wu Yichen stood up suddenly: "However, Fu Xudong is still waiting for me to challenge!" I'm going to win the game! I'm going to beat No. 2 Middle School! β
Lin Qinran walked to the players' tunnel and suddenly heard the sound of a quarrel coming from the locker room of No. 4 Middle School.
It's him! After Lin Qinran identified the owner of the voice, he hurriedly ran to the door of the dressing room and pricked up his ears to listen.
"No! You can't be impulsive! Meng Xiao also watched Wu Yichen untie the tape on his ankle and exclaimed in surprise.
"You should trust your teammates!" Meng Xiao also grabbed Wu Yichen's hand and didn't let him continue to dismantle it.
Wu Yichen's eyes suddenly turned red, it was the first time he looked like this in front of a girl: "Senior sister, count me begging you!" I'm going to have to fight, I have a hunch! We're going to be in crisis! β
"No! I won't agree to anything you say! Mengxiao didn't let it go at all.
"I want to win...... I don't want to just stay in the finals......" Wu Yichen said with a little choked up, "We have put in so much effort...... You can't afford to lose! The runner-up, that's the loser......" Two lines of tears slipped down Wu Yichen's cheeks, and Meng Xiao also looked at the naΓ―ve teenager in front of him who regarded basketball as his life.
"My conscience tells me," Wu Yichen pointed to his chest, "I can't watch my teammates work the sidelines, and I can't do anything about it!" β
Lin Qinran heard this outside the door and suddenly cried.