Chapter 43 is not equal

"Brush!"

Li Xu received Zhou Tian's transfer ball in the bottom corner and hit a three-point shot!

With this goal, the score came to 11:8, and the Department of Psychology temporarily led by 3 points. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

This three-point score also made the fans of the Department of Psychology at the scene give a standing ovation and cheer happily.

No equal.

It's a word that comes to mind for everyone here. The strength of the management is clear to those who pay attention to the welcome cup.

However, in the first five minutes of the game, the psychology department played with him and was not much inferior to his opponent.

Even, now, the score is still ahead.

This is a shocking scene, has the Department of Psychology reached a height on a par with management?

"Cut, the management just didn't exert force, and when the time comes, what bullshit psychology will be wiped out in an instant!"

"That's, how can I be in charge of this kind of chicken, how can I resist it?"

……

In the audience of the School of Management and Economics, the students of SME are very confident in the team, they think that SME just has no strength, and now they are just playing with you, cat and mouse.

This is just the opinion of ignorant fans, and those who really understand the ball can see the changes in the situation on the field at a glance.

Undoubtedly, the current situation on the field is dominated by the Department of Psychology.

For a long time, the opponents in charge were too weak, and they didn't use too much force to kill the opponent at all, so in the finals against the little-known psychology department, a sense of superiority naturally rose in their hearts.

This sense of superiority makes them defend too casually on the court, attack too simply, and blindly attack the inside, allowing the opponent to seize the opportunity to temporarily lead.

"If the management doesn't adjust the mentality in time, I'm afraid that it will really witness an earth-shattering upset! It's not out of the question. He Ming said lightly.

Zhao Qi on the side nodded, agreeing very much with He Ming's analysis.

However, after all, the management strength is more dominant. Zhang Qiang, as the captain, was about to stand up at this time, he took advantage of the cover of power forward Xie Haoran to burst into the basket in one step, and forced Zhang Yunbo to make a foul.

"Touch porcelain!"

Zhang Yunbo was very unhappy, his nervousness gradually subsided, and he glared at Zhang Qiang.

Zhang Qiang smiled faintly and walked to the free throw line.

When he made two sounds, he missed two free throws, but the rebound was picked up by Zhu Chen, and he handed it to Ye Xiaolong, who threw it to Du Mengxiao, who was ambushed at the three-point line in the bottom corner.

Ye Minghao pounced quickly, Du Mengxiao transferred the ball very quickly, Zhang Qiang received the ball outside the three-point line, and Zhang Yunbo screamed and pounced.

However, Zhang Qiang still faced his defense and shot the three-point shot.

11:11

"Is this porcelain?"

Zhang Qiang smiled slightly, full of confidence. When Zhang Yunbo heard this, he suddenly realized that this kid deliberately threw two free throws, the purpose was to get a chance to play a sports battle. So hit him in the face.

How confident is that? Dare to miss free throws and score in athletic battles. But it was a bit reckless.

"Punching, free throws don't count?" Ye Minghao pursed his lips, feeling that this person had a problem with his temperament, and a few words from others could stimulate him to change his style of play and make him reckless. How can a good point guard team be so uncool?

However, this is a point that can be exploited.

Ye Minghao advanced with the ball, and against Zhang Qiang's defense, it was a dry three-point pull, without warning at all, which was a big surprise.

However, the ball went in.

It looks like he has no rhythm, but with the excellent ability of the marksman, he can just shoot the ball.

14:11

"It's a good day."

Ye Minghao deliberately rubbed his wrist in front of Zhang Qiang, which made Zhang Qiang angry, and it was clearly Ye Minghao's response to his previous three-point goal.

And that sentence is like saying, I'm in good shape today, there will be a lot of this kind of ball, and you can come if you don't accept it.

This is a provocation, a provocation to him, the first PG of Zhongling University!

"Interesting ......"

Zhang Qiang had a cold face, slowly dribbling forward, he motioned his teammates to pull away, and when his teammates cleared the breakthrough space for him, he suddenly moved instantly, depressing his center of gravity, like an agile cheetah, through Ye Minghao's defense.

Facing Zhang Yunbo, who made up for it, he dodged in mid-air, and the ball was changed to his left hand to make a layup.

At this time, Ye Minghao quickly followed up, slapped his layup on the rebound, and then quickly took off the rebound, and then held the ball quickly.

This pegboard hat shocked Zhang Qiang, making his return defense slow, so he was scored by Ye Minghao's breakthrough layup.

16:11

"Is that all you have to do?"

Ye Minghao looked at Zhang Qiang with a calm expression, but the high-spirited fighting intent in his eyes was undisguised.

Zhang Qiang was suddenly stimulated, he singled again after taking the ball, wanting to regain some face, but this time Ye Minghao was on guard, firmly blocking his breakthrough space, not giving the opponent the slightest space to attack.

When the twenty-fourth second was approaching, he forcibly shot and wanted to shoot three points, but Ye Minghao's long arm directly slapped down and slapped the opponent's shot away.

Then, Ye Minghao took the ball that was slapped away, and he went down all the way to perform a strong slam dunk.

At this time, Zhu Chen actually quickly came back to the defense, he came first, and jumped high, like a wall blocking Ye Minghao.

The two sides came to a confrontation in mid-air, Ye Minghao's excellent physical coordination allowed him to change the dunk into a layup when he lost his balance, and the ball went in and whistled, andone!

Ye Minghao stood on the free throw line.

Zhu Chen was furious and stepped forward and pushed Zhang Qiang.

"Made, what the hell are you fighting? Why! ”

Zhang Qiang's two consecutive singles deeply hurt the team, which made him very unhappy.

"Shut up!"

Zhang Qiang glared at Zhu Chen fiercely, how could he, who had always been arrogant, tolerate others scolding him loudly?

What's more, now his face is full of Ye Minghao's indifferent face, which seems to be Chi Guoguo's ridicule, the greatest ridicule of his strength.

With Ye Minghao's free throw also hit, SME had to quickly call a timeout to balance the atmosphere of the team today.

19:11

The Department of Psychology is already 8 points ahead, which is unimaginable to anyone in the audience.

"Perhaps, the Department of Psychology really has the strength to beat the School of Management and Economics!"

"That No. 7 is so strong, Zhang Qiang only has a deflated portion in front of him."

"Taller than you, faster than you, and not inferior in strength, the key is to be able to shoot and organize, too versatile."

"yes......"

……

The audience talked a lot, all of them were amazed by Ye Minghao's strength.

Ye Minghao walked off the field to rest, and his teammates came forward to praise his performance.

"Stinky boy, fire is on."

"Yes, that's it, it's long overdue, that Zhang Qiang looks like Lao Tzu is the best in the world on weekdays, and now it feels really cool to see him deflated."

……

For these, Ye Minghao smiled faintly, he looked at the dead silence of the players on the bench opposite, especially Zhang Qiang, who always had a black face, and his heart was very calm.

At this time, Zhang Qiang and Zhu Chen did not deal with each other, their faces were dark, and their hearts were full of anger.

Seeing this, the team coach shouted a headache, and the team's two aces on the inside and outside did not agree with each other, which is likely to affect the team's next performance.