Chapter 102: Maoming Three Consecutive Points

Luo Dawei raised his eyebrows, looked at Feng Xiao with firm eyes, and said: "The game has indeed just begun, the problem is that you are all playing like this bird, and you will definitely lose in the end." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"Tut-" The referee suddenly blew the whistle at the beginning of the second quarter of the game, Feng Xiao turned his head to look at it, and said: "Coach, please believe me, I will make Shaoguan look good later!" ā€

Luo Dawei was stunned, and looked blankly at the back of Feng Xiao walking on the field. Feng Xiao called himself a coach, it was the first time. In the past, he would only call himself Lao Luo, but now he ......

Hehe, Shaoguan, take a good look at Feng Xiao's strength! Luo Dawei began to be full of expectations, and with Feng Xiao's expectations, he put his hands up, looked at Zhou Leehom, who had just let the members of the fourth middle school on the field, and thought of it.

Feng Xiao received the ball and slowly attacked towards the half of Shaoguan.

Wu Yichen stood on the half-court line, slowly retreating while watching Feng Xiao approach.

Come on, use all your strength! Wu Yichen thought excitedly.

Feng Xiao almost pressed 8 seconds to pass the half, but he didn't show any panic at all, unlike the disdainful expression in the first quarter, he now seemed to be a different person, with a breezy face.

Feng Xiao suddenly dribbled under his crotch, picked up another crossover, and rushed to the left. Wu Yichen was about to catch up, but he hit another person in the chest.

Wu Yichen secretly screamed in his heart, he turned around and ran to the inside, and after getting rid of the block, he suddenly found that there was no one in front of him, and he knew what kind of decision Feng Xiao had made.

That's right, when Feng Xiao was using the block, he stood behind the blocker and quickly threw the ball.

"Brush!" In the small cheers of the audience, Feng Xiao raised his right hand and stepped back.

The score was 21-16, and more than ten seconds into the second quarter, Maoming chased the score to five points.

"Forgot, forgot!" Wu Yichen scratched his head and said to Luo Hongchao with a smile.

Luo Hongchao said angrily: "Next time I do this, let me guard against him!" ā€

"Understood, understood!"

Yang Jinhua dribbled past half the court, Qin Zijun outside the court was saying something to him, Yang Jinhua couldn't hear it clearly, but he knew very well in his heart that from the beginning of the selection match, Qin Zijun's playing time would be greatly shortened, and it was a question of whether there was ten minutes in a game. It can be said that he has now been completely reduced to a water cooler player.

But Yang Jinhua glanced at his expression, but was surprised to find that it was no different from before. Yang Jinhua suddenly understood that Qin Zijun had already integrated into this small but extremely large group of energy.

I'm going to do his part, too! Now I'm him! Yang Jinhua thought secretly in his heart.

Kong Li stepped forward to block the demolition, Yang Jinhua quickly rushed to the right side, and Lu Haoping just turned around and squeezed into the inner line. Yang Jinhua's eyes lit up, Lu Haoping was standing at this time, just under the basket, and a ground pass could easily pass the ball to his hand, and he could easily cause the opponent to foul.

These thoughts only flashed in an instant, and Yang Jinhua did not hesitate to pass the ball to the ground, and the ball passed to Lu Haoping's hands.

After Lu Haoping received the ball, he felt that someone behind him was staring at him with one hand, and the other hand was raised high, and he was looking at himself and preparing to give himself a big hot pot.

Hey! Lu Haoping sneered, and was about to throw the ball with both hands.

The No. 10 substitute power forward who defended him was about to jump up and block, and his center of gravity was raised, but he didn't know that Lu Haoping's shot was a feint, and when he reacted, Lu Haoping had jumped up again and threw the ball out at the referee's whistle.

The ball spun around the hoop and landed in the hoop.

"Roar!" Lu Haoping looked up to the sky and pounded his chest, roaring angrily.

"Yay-" On the bench of the fourth middle school, the towel was waving, and Meng Xiao also clenched his fists excitedly, two plus one!

"Ah Ping, well done!" Yang Jinhua laughed and patted Lu Haoping's shoulder, Lu Haoping just laughed and walked to the free throw line.

The No. 10 center shook his hand in annoyance and looked at Feng Xiao with a look of self-blame, but Feng Xiao didn't even look at him, and walked out of the three-point line.

It's a pity that Lu Haoping's free throw did not score this time, which caused a sigh from the audience.

Lu Haoping's chin moved up and down and stepped back.

"Damn, I didn't even score a penalty!" Kong Meng stomped his feet and said dissatisfied.

"Yes, yes, it's a pity! Lu Haoping has been in good form recently, Ah Meng, your starter may not be guaranteed! Hu Zhe smiled.

Kong Meng pursed his lips and said lightly: "How is it possible? If we let the three high school imps start in the fourth middle school, the face will not be lost! ā€

Qin Zijun laughed: "This shows that our newcomers are strong!" ā€

Suddenly, there was the sound of basketball entering the net, it turned out that Feng Xiao found a gap when he was in the double bag, hit the ground and passed, and the ball smashed under Luo Hongchao's crotch and bounced into the hands of a No. 4 scoring guard on the bench Ma Qiang.

Surprisingly, this bench player also has the ability to shoot three-pointers, opening his hand at a 45-degree angle of the left three-point line and throwing the ball out in a very standard shooting stance. The result is a response to the network.

Zhou Leehom's brows began to wrinkle, and he said to himself: "Maoming's biggest advantage for me is that the attack power of their starters and substitutes is not much different, and they are all at the middle and upper level. If we don't win this game, it will be a little difficult to get the top two in the group! ā€

At 23:19, the difference narrowed by one point.

"Bell!" Wu Yichen knew that this time the mid-range shot was off, and since he learned to shoot with his wrist, his shot was basically not off. But this time the shot was out of the way, and as an excellent pitcher, he already knew the result the moment he shot the shot, and he turned around and ran towards his own half of the court.

Kong Li picked the ball in the front court, but failed to grab the offensive rebound, but this time the ball was a fast break in Maoming, which was not without effect.

OK! Wu Yichen saw that his teammates had returned to his side, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

But it didn't take long for Wu Yichen's heart to tighten again.

"Brush!" This Feng Xiao is even bolder than himself, and he fired directly at a meter outside the three-point line, and put a cold arrow on the fourth middle school, surprisingly, this goal was scored!

Wu Yichen turned his head and glanced at the scoreboard, 23:22, the eight-point advantage at the end of the first quarter was fleeting! All of a sudden, it was gone!

"Tut-" The fourth asked for a pause.

Feng Xiao excitedly high-fived his teammates, and they finally stopped the Shaoguan team!

Luo Dawei's expression also began to become relaxed, this is his own team!

Peng Peng frowned: "This Feng Xiao has made a big improvement compared to last year!" The three-point shot just now, without absolute confidence, I dare not shoot it. I bet he's going to be shooting close to 40 percent from three-point range this year. ā€

"It's terrifying, but I'm not going to let him get away with it!" Xia Jie smiled, to be honest, his type of point guard just restrained Feng Xiao, a person who could hardly do anything except three-point points and passing.

Xia Jie is 193 tall, which is the tallest point guard in this year's Guangdong Provincial Trials.

With the suppression of height, Feng Xiao only has the share of passing in front of him. When I played with Maoming last year, if it weren't for the other people in Maoming who broke out together, allowing Feng Xiao to score six assists in a single quarter, it would be really hard to say whether the outcome would have been lost.

Meng Xiao also handed sports drinks and towels to the team members, and a normal flush appeared on her face as she was busy.

Zhou Leehom squatted in front of the team members, took the tactical board and quickly drew a few X's on it, and said: "Listen, Luo Hongchao and Wu Yichen have a change of defense, although Wu Yichen has his own experience in stealing, but stealing this kind of thing is still too risky after all, and the task of dealing with him is still let Hong Chao come." ā€

"You still have to pay attention to your feet, although you have fully recovered, but don't increase the amount of exercise all at once, you have to have a gradual degree."

Wu Yichen knew that Zhou Leehom was caring about himself, and nodded.

"The opposing centre-forward was resting off the pitch and when he was on the pitch, we didn't have much chance to go inside. But now that he's not on the court, don't worry too much, give me a break inside, make their fouls, and use our high-hitting free throws to score, that's the most effective way! Zhou Leehom said quickly.

But no matter how fast he spoke, he didn't have time to go fast, and the time to pause was almost there as soon as he finished speaking.

"Okay, that's all I have to say, remember, we are one and we can never lose! Let's play! Zhou Leehom put down the tactical board and sat back in his chair.

After the timeout, the two sides did not make any substitutions.

Lu Haoping is in the inner line, with the advantage of his lower strength, he is almost squeezing deeper and deeper, and the No. 10 behind him is obviously inferior to him in strength, Wu Yichen is happy in his heart, and a hanging ball passes the ball over.

After Lu Haoping received the ball, he turned around and dribbled towards the bottom line directly, and No. 10's reaction was obviously half a beat slower, and he stayed in place! Lu Haoping easily picked up a backhand basket, and the ball wiped the board into the basket.

Feng Xiao was stunned after receiving the ball in the front court, and saw that it was Luo Hongchao who was defending him in front of him, and the previous joint defense lineup was converted into a man-to-man?

Don't you let that number 14 defend me? Feng Xiao glanced at Zhou Leehom, who was sitting on the court, smiled, and was about to dribble towards Luo Hongchao.

Luo Hongchao knew that he was underestimated, but the expression on his face did not change at all, even watching Feng Xiao make fake movements back and forth, he was indifferent.

Feng Xiao raised his eyebrows, this person doesn't eat his own dangling, is it wood?

Feng Xiao made up his mind, and suddenly rushed towards the right side with an acceleration, and suddenly felt Luo Hongchao's body stick to him like a chewing gum, and frowned.

Feng Xiao braked suddenly, withdrew to the middle and long distance, looked at the basket with his head, grabbed the ball with his right hand and shot it, and suddenly started again and rushed to the left.

It's time to get over you! Feng Xiao was already celebrating in his heart, but the next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Why didn't he get past him by worshipping the Buddha? Feng Xiao was surprised and puzzled in his heart, he had tried and failed to worship the Buddha, but he was directly seen through?

That's impossible! Feng Xiao's competitive spirit was suddenly stimulated by Luo Hongchao's death entanglement, and it turned out to be another emergency stop, stopping at the free throw line.

The corners of Zhou Leehom's mouth curled, it was so simple to think about Luo Hongchao, impossible!

Feng Xiao saw that Luo Hongchao was standing firmly in front of him again, and it was the third time he had tried to break through, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva vigorously, and was about to start again, when he suddenly heard the referee's whistle. Feng Xiao turned his head to look, and the referee blew himself a twenty-four-second offensive violation.

Damn, how did I forget to have this! Feng Xiao's brain was hot just now, and the ball actually stayed in his hand for twenty-four seconds.

The audience began to boo Feng Xiao, and they wasted twenty-four seconds of attack time like this!

Luo Dawei's expression calmed down again not long after he relaxed, Feng Xiao, this kid, is too competitive! As soon as you meet someone who prevents you from dying, you won't pass the ball anymore, but you just do it yourself!

"It's worthy of being a super brother!" Wu Yichen said with some sycophancy, the defense just now is really exciting! He had never imagined that defense could be so impressive.

Luo Hongchao smiled: "Learn a little!" ā€

"Brush!" Yang Jinhua received a pass from Wu Yichen in the middle distance and made an easy jump shot.

Seventh assist! Wu Yichen thought as he retreated to the half.

"Bell!" Feng Xiao watched in disbelief as the ball smashed into the basket and bounced out of bounds, and he was actually prevented twice in a row! How is this possible?

"Tut-" The referee motioned to Maoming No. 1 Middle School to request a substitution.

Feng Xiao was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Luo Dawei, Luo Dawei beckoned to him, Feng Xiao knew that he had been replaced, glared at Luo Hongchao fiercely, and walked off the field dissatisfied.

"Haha, Maoming is finished! Killed by a substitute! Zhou Mingzhe laughed.

Peng Peng shook his head: "It's only half now, it's not so easy to end!" ā€

No. 4 Middle School originally thought that after Feng Xiao left Maoming No. 1 Middle School, the attack power would drop to a next level, but he didn't expect that after he got off the field, Maoming's attack power did not change much.

When Feng Xiao got off the court, Ma Qiang and Zhang Shunhao also played, and under Ma Qiang and Zhang Shunhao's strong inside fouls, Lu Haoping reluctantly took three fouls and went off the court to rest.

"Damn!" Lu Haoping sat on the chair and pouted: "They specialize in the inside line!" Use the pick-and-roll to change the defense, and then find me alone! ā€

Zhou Leehom glanced at him a little angrily and said, "It's all because you want to block the hat too much!" When defending, you should raise your hands high, if you have extra movements, the referee won't blow you! ā€

"Brush!" Kong Mengzhong hit it after receiving Wu Yichen's pass from a distance.

"Luckily, we still have a lead!" Hu Zhe muttered.

Although Wu Yichen doesn't shoot, his one-handed passing is still exquisite, which is to make Maoming strengthen its defense, and under Shaoguan's tactical system, it still doesn't play much use.

"Brush!" Wu Yichen assisted Luo Hongchao for an easy layup, and there were only 3 seconds left at halftime.

"Grass!" Zhang Shunhao just missed Luo Hongchao, scolded secretly, and asked for the ball with his hands open.

As soon as the ball was issued, Zhang Shunhao rushed towards the front court, and just after stepping into the fourth half, he threw the ball.

As the ball spun in the air, the bell rang for the end of the half.

Zhang Shunhao still maintained the posture of landing, staring at the basketball in the air, praying frantically in his heart.

The ball smashed into the basket, exploded, and landed on the top edge of the rebound, where it stopped mischievously.

Feng Xiao stood up, stared at the basketball with wide eyes, and watched whether he would enter or not.

The ball gradually rolled towards the back of the rebound, and this ball, the shot was missed.

"Hey-" The goal almost went in, causing the audience to sigh.

"Damn it!" Zhang Shunhao shook his head fiercely and walked towards the bench.

Wu Yichen crossed his hands on his hips, breathed evenly, and glanced up at the scoreboard, Shaoguan No. 4 Middle School 42:35, with a seven-point advantage to end the first half.

Wu Yichen hit zero shots in the half, but he gave out ten assists, yes, ten assists!

"Well done everyone! Let's go, let's go back to the locker room. Zhou Leehom laughed, turned around and walked into the passage.

Hu Zhe and Wu Yichen looked at each other and smiled, and also walked in.

"Boy, ten assists, yes!" Cai Taizhe just learned Wu Yichen's half-time data from Meng Xiaoyi, patted Wu Yichen's shoulder vigorously, and laughed.

Wu Yichen was a little unsteady by him, but he also smiled: "I didn't feel good today, so I passed more penalties!" ā€

"Liar!" All the team members said in unison.

Zhou Leehom sat on a chair in the locker room, glanced at the whole team and said: "Everyone did a good job, we led by seven points in the first half, and they will definitely have to make a strategic counterattack in the third quarter, we have to change the formation." ā€

Changing formations? All the team members thought in confusion.

"My formation here is not a defensive formation, but an offensive formation!" Zhou Leehom said with a glint in his eyes.

"Our strategy is to replace defense with offense!"

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"Feng Xiao, tell me, how many opportunities you wasted to attack just now!" Luo Dawei sat on the chair, supported his legs with his hands, and stared at Feng Xiao, who bowed his head and was silent.

Feng Xiao replied, "Three, three times......"

"You still know you've wasted three twenty-four seconds?" Luo Dawei sneered, "Is your brain so hot?" I'm telling you, just like you, you will never be able to win Dongguan Guangming! You can never win against Lin Yitian! ā€

Feng Xiao's pupils shrank, and he looked up at Luo Dawei in a daze. (To be continued.) )