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At 30:26, the fourth middle school actually played a wave of attack climax under the leadership of Zheng Chao, forcing Luo Lun to call a timeout to ease down.

"Smack!" Zheng Chao laughed and slapped Ouyang Haoyu's hands, Zheng Chao sat down with a butt, and gasped slightly.

The continuous forced breakthrough just now, although the fourth middle school brought the score closer, but it also made Zheng Chao pay the physical price. If Zheng Chao's physical strength was originally 70%, then now his physical strength feels like only 50%.

Luo Lun said: "Next, speed up the pace of the attack, one word, drag!" Drag them down, they just fought a fierce battle yesterday, and today is definitely not enough, as long as we drag them down and let their stamina fly quickly, we can win! ”

That's right, Luo Lun's second step plan is to drag, squeeze out the physical fitness of the fourth middle school as much as possible, and make the physical advantage of Huipu Middle School further obvious.

Physical fitness is the biggest enemy of the four.

Menyu clapped his hands and said, "It's long overdue, I see how arrogant Zheng Chao is!" ”

This side of the fourth middle school.

Zhou Leehom said: "Everyone slows down the pace a little, maintains physical strength, and at the same time catches up with the score, we must have sufficient physical fitness when we reach the fourth quarter." ”

Wu Yichen said: "Ouyang, I know that you may not be good at this business, but I still have to remind you. The rhythm must not fall into the hands of Huipu Middle School, which will only make our situation more dangerous. ”

Ouyang Haoyu nodded and said, "Since that's the case, I think Zeng Bing should be allowed to play." ”

Zhou Leehom nodded and said: "Not a bad idea, Luo Hongchao, you can come down and rest for a while, Zeng Bingshang, remember not to just play fast attack, drag the game into a positional battle." ”

"Toot-"

Zhou Leehom looked at Luo Lun from Huipu Middle School, and said secretly in his heart: What kind of decision will you make this time!

The game continued to start, and Luo Qi, a small forward from Huipu Middle School, stood outside the sideline of the half-court and prepared to serve.

Menyu got the ball, stood more than two meters outside the three-point line, dribbled with his right hand, and directed his teammates' runs with his left hand.

Now the offensive formation of Huipu Middle School is a 2-3 formation. Fang Jiachen in the bottom corner of the left side went around to a forty-five degree angle, and at the same time, on the other side, Wang Lin on the inside line covered Luo Qi on the other side, Luo Qi slipped to the bottom line and ran the position, and Ouyang Haoyu behind him followed.

Menyu glanced at it roughly, quickly made a judgment, and passed the ball to Fang Jiachen's hands. Fang Jiachen ran very fast when he received the ball, and when he turned around to face the basket after receiving the ball, Zheng Chao had already pounced.

Fang Jiachen was about to shoot when he lifted the ball, but Zheng Chao didn't shake it. Fang Jiachen broke through to the right with a heavy shoulder, wanting to pass Zheng Chao, but Zheng Chao still did not lose his position, clinging to Fang Jiachen, making Fang Jiachen feel a headache.

At the same time, Luo Qi once again bypassed the cover and ran to the bottom corner of the left three-point line. And Ouyang Haoyu saw Fang Jiachen forcibly break through, although he knew that Fang Jiachen's ball would probably not score if he forced a layup, but he still paused and distracted his attention to Fang Jiachen's side.

Sure enough, at this time, Fang Jiachen passed the ball to Luo Qi in the bottom corner. It's just that the quality of this ball pass is not too high, so when Luo Qi received the ball, Zeng Bing was already close to him.

But Luo Qi scored the ball, and the ball just came to Menyu's hands. As a result, Menyu also got an open three-pointer.

Menyu catches the ball, jumps, and shoots with his left hand, the ball arcs through the air, but it hits the front of the basket, and the shot is short.

"Drink!" Kong Li jumped up and was about to pick up the rebound, but Wang Lin was touched first. But this is not over, the ball was plucked up, because Wang Lin's position is not good to take the ball directly.

Wang Lin landed and jumped again, started the rebounding ball, slapped it low with both hands, sank his shoulders, and loaded the hole force hard. Kong Li's chest suddenly went numb, this Wang Lin's body shape was similar to his own, but his strength was much stronger than his own!

Wang Lin directly forced the shot, and at the same time caused Kong Li to foul the defense.

"Good shot!" Men Yu slapped Wang Lin's buttocks.

Wang Lin walked to the free throw line, slapped the ball three times after receiving the ball, and then threw the ball out with a very soft shooting posture.

"This Wang Lin is not too prominent, but the basic skills are very solid!" Meng Xiao also muttered.

Wu Yichen nodded and said, "His free throws have a shooting rate of at least eighty percent." ”

"Not that powerful, right?" Hu Zhe said in disbelief: "This is going to be better than me?" ”

"Brush!" Two free throws and two hits, Wang Lin did not waste a second attack.

At 32:26, Huipu Middle School did not let the score narrow at all.

That's not right...... Zhou Leehom had some doubts in his heart, why did their offensive mode not change when they came back from a pause?

Am I overthinking?

Zeng Bing slowly dribbled past the half, and Wu Yichen's injury and absence allowed him to get more playing time. And in yesterday's game, in addition to Qin Zijun and Yang Jinhua, the least tired of the whole team should be Zeng Bing.

This is also the reason why Zeng Bing launched a series of fast attacks before, and he accidentally ignored the physical strength of his teammates.

After some introspection just now, he decided to fight a positional battle.

Zeng Bing gestured, Zheng Chao nodded, and ran quickly to the bottom corner of the left, while Ouyang Haoyu fell to the three-point line on the right.

"Stick to Zheng Chao!" Luo Lun on the sidelines yelled regardless of his image.

Kong Meng pulled out to block and dismantle, and after Zeng Bing passed, because of the threat brought by his speed advantage, several people from Huipu Middle School had to shrink their defense, which gave Kong Meng space to catch the ball. But as soon as Kong Meng received the ball, Zheng Chao on the other side was stuck to Fang Jiachen.

As long as Zheng Chao can't get the ball, this tactic can't be played!

But to the surprise of Huipu Middle School, Kong Meng actually jumped up and shot directly after receiving the ball!

"Oops!" The power forward's No. 15 cursed in his heart, he forgot that this Kong Meng had a good half-volley.

But fortunately, the ball brushed out of the basket, and it seemed that it was because he hadn't shot for too long, which caused Kong Meng to have some hands.

The ball bounced up and flew to Menyu's side, Menyu jumped lightly to take the ball down, and then accelerated directly, twisted the motor and ran towards the frontcourt.

Everyone in the fourth middle school was taken aback, and quickly took a step back to defense.

Zhou Leehom's pupils contracted suddenly, and he suddenly understood the trick of returning to Pu Middle School.

Wounding a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred yourself, this is not a good trick!

Wu Yichen was a little uneasy in his heart, because he recalled the scene of the last time he played against Shenzhen Ershi.

At that time, Leehom Zhou was still in the United States, and the coach was Liu Jie. The fourth middle school was once given a headache by Shenzhen Ershi's joint defense, and Wu Yichen came up with a clever plan to score points in a row. In the last quarter, the No. 4 Middle School sent a substitute, and Zeng Bing used this "tactic" of injuring the enemy by 1,000 and self-inflicting 800 losses, and the continuous running directly dragged down Shenzhen Ershi's physical strength, which also made the No. 4 Middle School win the final victory.

"Hold this ball!" Wu Yichen shouted, only by preventing this ball can he regain control of the rhythm.

The five people from Huipu Middle School are like wild horses, rushing towards the camp of No. 4 Middle School, which is like playing a game, and if they can't defend their tower, they will be finished.

Ouyang Haoyu bit the tip of his tongue, and a wisp of stinging pain came from his mouth, making him full of strength all of a sudden, and then the frequency of his footsteps was a few points faster, and he returned to the three-point line almost in a breath.

The corners of Luo Lun's mouth finally showed a smile of triumph, that's right, just run faster!

Men Yu quickly dribbled in front of Zeng Bing, suddenly stopped, and Zeng Bing also braked sharply. But my feet suddenly slipped, and I don't know who I stepped on to drip sweat. Men Yu was overjoyed in his heart, how could he let go of such a good opportunity!

A change of direction, quickly broke through to the right, stepped on the three-point line, and teammates on the left and right sides ran over, this time is Menyu's favorite moment.

Those who are familiar with Menyu know that a wonderful story will happen.

Luo Qi rushed into the three-point line quickly, Zheng Chao behind him was desperately chasing after him, and Fang Jiachen on the other side also came to the three-point line, Ouyang Haoyu stood in front of him, but when he saw Men Yu and Luo Qi rushing towards the fragile basket, he had to make up for it inside.

Men Yu suddenly wanted to pass the ball to Luo Qi's side, which made Zeng Bing, Zheng Chao and Ouyang Haoyu all startled and moved there.

"Defend three points!" Wu Yichen exclaimed.

Menyu suddenly withdrew his right hand, and then threw the ball hard with his left hand and threw it to the three-point line.

Ouyang Haoyu heard Wu Yichen's shout, his heart froze, and he wanted to change direction and rush to Fang Jiachen's side. But Menyu had already passed the ball, the quality of this ball was very high, the speed was very fast, and it had already been passed to Fang Jiachen's hands in the blink of an eye.

Ouyang Haoyu exerted his strength again to catch up. Fang Jiachen stood in the bottom corner and threw the ball when he caught it.

"Drink!" Ouyang Haoyu shouted, stepped forward with his left foot, and jumped up directly with the help of the momentum. But Fang Jiachen put the ball away, and it was just a feint.

Ouyang Haoyu pursed his lips in pain.

Fang Jiachen lightly moved and adjusted his pace, Ouyang Haoyu flew outside the court and landed, and Fang Jiachen shot a three-point shot in a big vacancy.

"Brush!"

Three-pointers, the most terrible score of all, is here again. This Fang Jiachen is not inferior to Wu Yichen in terms of shooting accuracy alone. In the past, only Wu Yichen shot through them, but now, it has become someone else who shoots through the fourth middle school.

An indescribable mood appeared in Wu Yichen's heart.

35:26, nine points gap!

Ouyang Haoyu gritted his teeth and ran back to the field, but suddenly paused, looking at the person in front of him in surprise.

Luo Qi, when did it come to his eyes!

Worst!

Ouyang Haoyu saw the other teammates, all of them were pasted by the defenders, this posture - the whole court is pressing!

"What!" Zhou Leehom couldn't sit still anymore, stood up, and looked at the field in panic.

"Hahaha......" Luo Lun laughed loudly, which was more ruthless than injuring the enemy by 1,000 and losing 800, and directly brought the game to the decisive moment, strangling the four middle schools before the end of the half.

"Pause, call a pause!" Zhou Leehom looked left and right, trying to attract attention, but Wu Yichen grabbed Zhou Leehom and shouted urgently: "Coach, pause times!" ”

Zhou Leehom came to his senses, but time flew by, and the fourth middle school still did not send the ball.

3…… 2……

Kong Meng held the ball and looked at No. 15 who was constantly waving his hands in front of him, secretly saying that it was not good in his heart, but there was no object to catch the ball.

"Give it to me!" Zheng Chao shouted, pulled away Fang Jiachen's defense and opened his hand to ask for the ball.

What to do! Kong Meng counted five seconds silently in his heart, and suddenly saw that Zheng Chao had obtained a little vacancy, and passed the ball over without hesitation.

Zheng Chao stopped when he received the ball, and subconsciously wanted to slow down the rhythm. But Fang Jiachen stuck to his side, so he had to make a breakthrough, otherwise the eight-second half-time limit would be up.

Shi Haoxuan suddenly said: "I understand! ”

Zhou Ziyun looked at Shi Haoxuan suspiciously, and asked, "What do you understand?" ”

"It's not a good move to go back to Pu Middle School, but No. 4 Middle School has to be hit. I thought they were just playing fast and pulling the rhythm, but I didn't expect them to come and press this hand all over the court. Shi Haoxuan replied.

When Shi Haoxuan spoke, the attack of the fourth middle school had already begun, Zheng Chao faced Fang Jiachen's close defense, so he had to rush towards the front court non-stop, and the other teammates also ran towards the front court non-stop in order to break free of the pressing.

"Bell!" Zheng Chao kept sticking to Fang Jiachen and ran to the three-point line, and when he saw the opportunity to go to the basket, he went for a walk directly, but his speed was too fast, which caused his body to lose a little balance in the air, and the basket bounced out of the basket, and was grabbed by Luo Qi who came behind him.

Luo Qi didn't pass the ball to Menyu to organize an attack, but ran directly to the front.

"Pressing means that they have to cross the half-court line within the eight-second limit, and if you want to get rid of the tight defense, you have to keep accelerating, so it seems that the physical strength consumed on both sides is equal, but the physical strength of the fourth is far from enough." Shi Haoxuan looked at the game and said lightly.

"Bell!" Men Yu's layup this time didn't even go in. Ouyang Haoyu jumped hard, grabbed the rebound before Luo Qi, and after grabbing the rebound, he stood under the basket so firmly, pressed his hand and said: "Don't worry, steady, take your time!" ”

But just as Ouyang Haoyu spoke, the ball he was holding was grabbed by two hands, Ouyang Haoyu was shocked and hurriedly hugged the ball hard.

"Bastard!" Ouyang Haoyu stared at Men Yu who was fighting with him in front of him with red eyes, he never thought that Men Yu would actually surprise himself when he was hiding in himself.

Menyu smiled and didn't grab the ball, because he knew that in this case, if anyone grabbed the ball hard, then whoever would be fouled.

Ouyang Haoyu secretly cursed himself in his heart, and within two seconds, Jia Ming's whistle sounded in Ouyang Haoyu's ears.

Everyone turned their heads to look, only to see Jia Ming clenching his hands into fists and stretching out his thumb, this gesture means jumping ball.

"JumpBall......" Ouyang Haoyu scolded in a low voice.

Because the closest place to the two is the free throw line on the side of the fourth half, Men Yu and Ouyang Haoyu have to jump on both sides of the free throw line.

Ouyang Haoyu looked at the opposite door Yu viciously, and said in English: "Dead short man." ”

Menyu's brows furrowed, and he actually replied in the same English: "Stupid man! ”

"Hey, hey!" Both of them smiled at the same time. At this time, Jia Ming threw the ball high. Ouyang Haoyu jumped first, touched the ball, and then subconsciously looked at Menyu.

But Menyu is no longer there.

“Fu*k！” Ouyang Haoyu couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, turned his head in shock, and saw that Men Yu easily took the ball out of Ouyang Haoyu into his arms, and then went directly to the basket.

"This damn clever ghost!" Ouyang Haoyu said indignantly to himself in English. Wu Yichen on the field looked at Ouyang Haoyu's continuous broken thoughts, and suddenly felt a little uneasy, and yelled at the field: "Don't worry, Ouyang!" ”

"Hmm......" Ouyang Haoyu saw the door Yu who came over again, he was already out of breath at the moment, the move of returning to Pu Middle School was too annoying, and Ouyang Haoyu's patience had reached an extreme.

"I don't believe you can keep me!" Ouyang Haoyu scolded in English, and then pushed Men Yu to catch the ball.

"Beep beep-" Jia Ming's whistle sounded again, Ouyang Haoyu stared at Jia Ming with round eyes, Jia Ming glanced coldly at Men Yu lying on the ground, Ouyang Haoyu clenched his fists.

"It's over, offense foul!" Hu Zhe held his head in his hands.

"Ouyang!" Kong Meng drank loudly and glared at Ouyang Haoyu angrily.

"Substitution!" Zhou Leehom quickly made a decision and faced the technical platform. Then patted Hu Zhe on the shoulder: "Hu Zhe, you replace Ouyang Haoyu!" ”

Hu Zhe immediately stood up, walked on the field, and said to Ouyang Haoyu: "Go down and calm down!" ”

Ouyang Haoyu was so angry that his face turned red, he never thought that with his strength, he would end up in such an embarrassing situation in the Chinese High School Basketball League.

Luo Lun watched Ouyang Haoyu walk off the field coldly, and felt a little unhappy in his heart: The coach of the fourth middle school was too smart, and he suddenly found out that Ouyang Haoyu was wrong.

But it doesn't matter.

Thinking in his heart, Luo Lun looked up at the scoreboard, and his sister's LED big screen was written on the top of the 37:26 Shaoguan No. 4 Middle School of Huipu Middle School.

However, at this moment, there are only more than two minutes left before the end of the first half.

"Fourth, I'll see how you guys play!" Luo Lun said confidently with his hands.

Menyu gasped slightly, with a triumphant smile on his face, looked at Zheng Chao, and sneered: "What's the matter, the next target is you!" ”

"Bastard......" Zheng Chao scolded in a low voice, and suddenly saw Fang Jiachen running in a dodge position, Zheng Chao secretly said that it was not good, so he hurriedly followed.

Fang Jiachen received the serve at the three-point line in the bottom left corner, and then raised his hand to shoot. Seeing Zheng Chao rushing towards him at a high speed, he broke through to the right with an arrow step, but Zheng Chao failed to react immediately because of inertia.

Fang Jiachen made a quick stop in the middle distance and made a jump shot.

"Brush!"

At 39:26, with a gap of 13 points, Huipu Middle School actually played a wave of 9:0 offensive climax.

Zhou Leehom's face was pale as if he was about to drip water, and Ouyang Haoyu sat on the chair, gasping for breath.

Wu Yichen said angrily: "Ouyang, what's wrong with you!" ”

Ouyang Haoyu pursed his lips, but remained silent.

"When you play in the United States, don't you listen to other people's trash talk!" Wu Yichen looked at Ouyang Haoyu seriously.

"Wow-" There was a sudden uproar from the audience, Wu Yichen looked fixedly, and saw Zeng Bing quickly break through Men Yu's defense, enter the inside line with a dragon, and then distribute the ball to Hu Zhe, Hu Zhe made a three-step layup and hit the board into the basket.

"Alas......" Wu Yichen sighed faintly, looking at the triumphant smile on Luo Lun's face, knowing that the first half was really over.

"Whew...... ......"Zheng Chao stood at the middle line, he even had a feeling that he couldn't run, his legs were heavy like lead, some of them didn't obey the call, his face was as pale as paper, and it seemed that he was about to run out of oil.

Although Menyu was also tired, and Fang Jiachen was also tired, when they saw Zheng Chao's face, they felt full of strength, as if they had been stimulated.

"Bell!" Fang Jiachen's three-point shot couldn't be scored, even if he once again threw off Zheng Chao's defense and got an empty position

But.

"Drink!" Wang Lin roared angrily, and with a hard buttocks, he forced Kong Li to push half of his body away, and then came to Kong Li's front with a dodge, jumped up, and grabbed the rebound. After landing on the ground, he jumped quickly, grabbed the ball with both hands and jumped high, and smashed the ball into the orange basket.

"Bang dang!" This is not only the mournful cry of the basket, but also the sound of the four death sentences pronounced by Huipu Middle School.

"Coach, I'm going to play." Wu Yichen couldn't hold back any longer, he stood up, took off his coat, and dragged his left foot wrapped in ice cubes in front of Zhou Leehom.

Zhou Leehom was startled, turned his head to look, and saw Wu Yichen looking at him with an extremely serious look.

"Chris......" Ouyang Haoyu raised his head, looked at Wu Yichen with an incredible expression, and muttered Wu Yichen's English name.

"Now the team needs Chris Paul!" Wu Yichen said resolutely.

"No, what a joke!" Zhou Leehom shouted angrily.

"Shhh

Is this really the end of the day?

"The team needs me!" Wu Yichen said firmly again.

"No way!" Zhou Leehom shouted angrily: "If I say no, I can't do it!" ”

"Is this really the end of our year?" Wu Yichen said loudly, as if he was questioning Zhou Leehom, and as if he was begging Zhou Leehom.

Zhou Leehom looked at Wu Yichen's resolute appearance, and a trace of escape actually rose in his heart, and he didn't dare to look at Wu Yichen's eyes.

"Bastard!" Seeing that Men Yu once again played the members of the No. 4 Middle School like monkeys, Wu Yichen hated it so much that he kicked his right foot on an empty chair, venting the anger in his heart.