Yang Fan received the ball and looked up at the three players on the other side, all three of whom were still in the penalty area. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Yang Fan didn't even jump, he opened his hand for a three-pointer, and the ball went directly into the basket cleanly, and Feng Liya on the sidelines screamed loudly. "1-0." Yang Fan smiled at the No. 4 on the opposite side, and No. 4 also smiled at him: "Pretty powerful." Xiong Fangzheng stood at the service point early and continued to serve, but the ball was still sent to Yang Fan's hands, "One more in!" Feng Liya on the sidelines shouted excitedly. Yang Fan smiled slightly, and then jumped up slightly, and at the moment when the ball was about to leave Yang Fan's fingertips, Yang Fan suddenly felt that a figure was quickly pounced on him, and soon the figure turned into a mountain and pressed over. Yang Fan secretly said in his heart: "It's not good! At this time, he wanted to stop immediately and turn into a breakthrough, but it was too late, Yang Fan's feet were already off the ground, and the ball had already left Yang Fan's fingers. That big mountain was the No. 4 opposite, Yang Fan clearly remembered that he was obviously still standing in the forbidden area just now, but he didn't expect that he had already come to Yang Fan in such an instant, and jumped high. The ball was stopped by him with one hand, Yang Fan had already landed, he raised his head and looked at No. 4 who was still in the air, cold sweat had begun to flow down his cheeks, and he was busy shouting at Zhang Shengsheng: "Basket!" ”

The attack of No. 4 on the opposite side also shocked Zhang Shengsheng, and it was not until he heard Yang Fan's command that Zhang Shengsheng seemed to come back to his senses. When he saw the other two people under the basket, he immediately understood what was going on, and ran desperately to the basket. At this time, No. 4, who was still in the air, had already thrown the ball to No. 12 under the basket, and No. 12 was ready to jump when he received the ball, it seemed that he was ready to play the board, Zhang Shengsheng had already run behind him, and he jumped up without having time to think about it, trying to cover the ball behind his back, and at the moment when Zhang Shengsheng jumped, No. 12 suddenly retracted his body. "False...... Feints? Zhang Shengsheng understood that it was too late, now he can only let his body fly out of the field, No. 12 is not in a hurry to play the board, the ball is in, 1 to 1, and there is a burst of cheers outside the field, all for the wonderful performance of No. 4 just now. At this moment, Feng Liya was not to be outdone, and cheered Yang Fan loudly: "Come on Yang Fan!" Come on, Yang Fan! Chen Muyu on the sidelines didn't speak at this time, her eyes were full of tenderness, she didn't actually understand basketball, she didn't care so much about who won and lost this game, she didn't know what was wrong with her, she just wanted to look at Yang Fan so unscrupulously, every time Yang Fan turned around, she would lower her head shyly, although she knew that Yang Fan might not see herself, but she was afraid of having any eye contact with Yang Fan.

On the basketball court at this time, No. 4 was looking at Yang Fan with a smile: "We're not bad." Then he slowly returned to the forbidden area and stopped, Yang Fan didn't respond, just followed him and stood closely. The opposite No. 8 was ready to serve, he passed the ball to No. 12, and after receiving the ball, No. 12 was slightly lucky, and it passed directly to No. 4 in the penalty area, Yang Fan was already prepared in his heart, he knew that No. 4 must be the opponent's main scoring point, and he stuck No. 4 behind him early and did not let him receive the ball. No. 4 didn't compete with him for a position, but said lightly: "Do you still play as a center?" Yang Fan still ignored him, he stuck on No. 4 while keeping an eye on the path of the ball, ready to intercept the pass. Just when the ball was about to fall, Yang Fan jumped up, and the No. 4 behind him also jumped up, Yang Fan was ready to catch the ball with both hands, but the No. 4 behind him stretched out his right hand at this time, grabbed it before him, and the ball ...... Entered! No. 4 smiled again: "I'm better suited to play center." Yang Fan turned his head and stared at him, he didn't understand, he didn't understand why he was easily scored by the other party after he had made full preparations just now, and he didn't leave any flaws at all. He felt that the other party's No. 4 was like a monster, obviously tall, but so fast, obviously he had been stuck behind him, but his hand seemed to have suddenly grown out.

The cheers on the sidelines were louder, and Feng Liya didn't say anything at this time, just looked at the group of boys cheering for No. 4 around her unconvinced. Chen Muyu was still silent, she was still looking at Yang Fan, she could see that Yang Fan was a little angry, and she was distressed.

On the opposite side, No. 8 continued to serve, but the ball still went to No. 12, and No. 12 still threw it inside. Yang Fan is still trying to get stuck in the position, he learned the lesson of the previous goal and squeezed back, trying to make more space for himself, and the No. 4 on the opposite side did not try his best to fight, Ren Yang Fan stuck himself, this time the pass seemed to be a little strong, and when it fell, it seemed to be running to the basket, Yang Fan said secretly: "It's not good, this is a shot." "It was a real shot, but the number 12 was still a little bit off the mark, and after a few quick turns around the basket, the ball still bounced out of the frame. Yang Fan was ready to fight for the rebound, at this time he suddenly felt that there was an empty behind him, and the No. 4 who had just been stuck behind him had a stride stuck in front of him, Yang Fan desperately fought with his body, wanting to return to the position, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake the No. 4 at all, No. 4 saw the opportunity to jump high and firmly grasp the basketball that was ready to fall, the trend was a two-handed dunk, the ball went in, and the entire basketball hoop was also crumbling under the weight of No. 4, No. 4 let go of the hand that grabbed the basket and fell to the ground lightly. "Boom~~" The basket vibrated rapidly, as if it was releasing the huge pressure it had just undergone. Yang Fan was completely stunned, he had never met such an opponent since he started playing in junior high school, he knew the technical characteristics of the opponent, and he had already judged the situation correctly, but he still lost, and he lost completely. No. 4 did not remain silent in the joy of dunking, and in the cheers on the sidelines, he picked up the ball and threw it to No. 8: "Let's go, go take a shower!" No. 8 wondered: "It's not over yet." "No, there are electives in the evening. Let the court play for the little ones! In the crowd of people, No. 4 and this group of people quickly disappeared again, just as quickly as they came, and the onlookers on the sidelines also dispersed, leaving only the students of the School of Journalism and Communication to stay in the venue. Feng Liya and Chen Muyu both wanted to step forward to comfort Yang Fan at this time, but they didn't dare to step forward, until Zhang Shengsheng walked towards Yang Fan and patted Yang Fan: "It's not early, let's withdraw too?" Yang Fan nodded: "You have all worked hard, you can take everyone to withdraw." Zhang Shengsheng patted Yang Fan again, and then turned back to call everyone to disband.

Yang Fan still didn't leave, he sat on the field drinking mineral water and looking at the basket. Feng Liya, who was still on the sidelines at the moment, pulled Chen Muyu and ran to Yang Fan's side, Chen Muyu didn't make a sound, just let Feng Liya pull her. Coming to Yang Fan's side, Feng Liya took a breath: "Classmate Yang, you are great!" Yang Fan was deep in thought, Feng Liya's sentence startled him, and the mineral water in his hand also spilled out with the trembling of his body, this time Feng Liya and Chen Muyu were amused. Yang Fan was even more inexplicable, turning his head to look at the two girls in front of him.

"Don't be sad! The two of us are here to cheer you up! Feng Liya, who was very arrogant, opened her mouth first, and Chen Muyu was still bowing her head beside her. Looking at the two lovely girls in front of him, Yang Fan was also happy, "Don't be sad, don't be sad, it's not a game, hehehehe." ”