Due to the shadow of the first half, several outside players in the ninth middle school had already begun to run to the backcourt when they saw He Qingping rushing over, and there was no need to consider his unsuccessful steal. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This caused a lot of resistance to He Qingping, and he originally wanted to learn from Wen Daobing to make a one-dragon layup. Rush over now, and at least three people from the other side will come up to surround you.

However, this kind of resistance did not make him give up the idea of a dragon, it was a matter of time before he surpassed Wen Daobing, since he could do it, then he would definitely be able to do it.

As soon as He Qingping made a successful steal, he began to accelerate and rush. At the same time as him, Jiang He and Wen Daobing from the outside line rushed to him. The remaining two middle line insiders didn't bother to run, so they stood behind and watched. base

If it is Wen Daobing's layup, there will definitely be no problem with this ball, if it is He Qingping's layup, this ball will definitely not go in, this is the judgment of his teammates. However, looking at the fierceness of He Qingping's rush, this ball is basically out of play. Anyway, it's a waste of time to run up, so it's better to wait at the backyard and take a break.

The four players of the Nine Middle School have returned to their positions and stood up, looking at the momentum of the opponent's three outside lines, there is a feeling like a tide rushing over. Wen Daobing and Jiang He were on the left and right sides respectively, He Qingping dribbled in the middle, although the three of them did not negotiate, but they were also in a standard fast attack formation, rushing down quickly.

"This formation...... It's so beautiful! Zheng Jiayi looked at the three-person charge on the field, not only unstoppable in momentum, but also gave people a regular beauty in the formation, but she couldn't say it.

"This is the commonly used fast-break formation in fast attack!" Zhao Qianshan explained: "The dribblers who fell last were in the middle, and the non-player ran to the sides. At any time in the fast break, the attackers should maximize the distance between each other, so that the defender can take care of the other, so as to increase the success rate of the attack. Depending on the number of people involved in the fast break, there are many different running positions, and the most efficient formation among them is the current three-person character formation! ”

Zheng Jiayi nodded as if she didn't understand, and wrote down Zhao Qianshan's words in her notebook.

"But, we don't seem to be talking about fast attack tactics yet, right?" Zheng Jiayi continued to ask.

Zhao Qianshan shook his head with a smile and said, "This should be their conscious induction, and excellent players can consciously find the best offensive and defensive positions on the court." The role of the coach is to write down these things and remind the players at any time when they are lost. ”

Zheng Jiayi looked over and saw that the four players who were defending in the ninth middle school on the field were basically not chaotic in the face of the three-person fast attack group that was obviously stronger than herself. Soon, they made an assignment according to the situation. There were two players who scattered to the left and right respectively to see Wen Daobing and Jiang He, who rushed down. The remaining two players were in the middle, watching He Qingping.

"I praised him just now, it seems that although he can use tactics, he is still too rigid." Zhao Qianshan looked at the changes on the field and sighed.

Zheng Jiayi also nodded, this time he could guess that in the case of He Qingping getting the ball, there was no need to defend Wen Daobing at all, everyone could see that He Qingping could pass the ball to anyone, but he would not pass it to Wen Daobing. It may be the reason why the coach of No. 9 Middle School was frightened by Wen Daobing's deterrent power and dared to let him go alone.

Moreover, if He Qingping lays up, it shouldn't be possible to score, after all, he had several successful breakthroughs in the first half. Zheng Jiayi looked at Zhao Qianshan, and saw the little old man's confident look, I don't know if he thinks He Qingping can score this goal, or thinks that it doesn't matter if he doesn't score.

On the court, He Qingping was getting closer and closer to the basket. He showed no signs of slowing down, and he didn't pay attention to the movement of his teammates on either side, and he didn't seem ready to pass.

No. 3 didn't dare to be careless, he knew that it was impossible for him to block his opponent, but this time he had no reason to avoid it, so he stepped back and stood with another teammate, ready to block the ball.

The short man was getting closer and closer, and the sound of the basketball hitting the floor seemed rapid and urgent, each of which hit the hearts of the two players in the nine, making them even more nervous. The two players glanced at each other, leaned together, took out a deadly expression, and looked firmly at He Qingping who was dribbling over.

Suddenly, He Qingping's figure in front of him seemed to have a double shadow, spreading to the left and right sides like ripples on the water surface. The two defenders of the ninth middle school who had just approached couldn't grasp it for a while, and their firm consciousness controlled the natural reaction of their bodies, and the two of them involuntarily moved half a step to both sides at the same time.

They immediately reacted, knew that they had been deceived, and immediately moved closer to the middle.

But it was too late, He Qingping picked up the ball and passed through the gap between the two of them lightly! Just rubbed shoulders with two defenders, and didn't even collide!

He counted in his mind at the same time, one step, two steps, and when his left foot touched the ground, his whole body relaxed, jumped up slightly, and focused on the basketball in his right hand.

This goal must be scored, must be scored!

He Qingping kept urging himself in his heart, he was already very close to the basket, he took advantage of the situation to reduce the force in his hand, control the direction, and not let the ball deviate. Finally, with a flick of his finger, he watched the basketball draw a wonderful arc and float towards the top of the rebound.

"This goal won't go in!" The audience on the sidelines asked uncertainly.

"It should ...... No, the number 0 kid has never scored a goal yet. ”

"Don't worry, you won't be able to get in!"

On the other side, Zheng Jiayi also opened her mouth slightly, sat up straight unconsciously, and stared closely at the basketball flying in the air, with an incredible expression on her face.

The players on the bench of Longyuan No. 2 Middle School performed similarly to Zheng Jiayi, only coach Zhao Qianshan still did a steady job, but he also smiled even more happily.

Under the gaze of everyone, the basketball that had already been shot seemed to fly up slowly at the speed of a turtle, hit the corner of the square on the rebound, and then bounced back, landed on the front of the basket, paused, and finally fell out of the basket.

Score a goal!

There was silence in the audience, except for the sound of discussion coming from the bench of No. 2 Middle School.

"What did I see just now, He Qingping scored a goal, it's not an illusion, right?"

"It's not an illusion, it's the reason why the opponent is too weak......"

"No, it must be his luck, he should buy a lottery ticket when he goes back today......"

Although the sound of the discussion was not loud, it still spread in the quiet gymnasium and reached He Qingping's ears.

He pursed his lips helplessly, turned back to the two defenders and said, "Those guys, they're just jealous of me!" ”