Xiong Fangzheng was ready to serve at the bottom line on his side, and only Yang Fan was standing there in the backcourt. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoXiong Fangzheng found that Yang Fan was in a daze and didn't want to catch the ball, so he shouted: "Yang Fan!" Only then did Yang Fan come back to his senses and turned around to catch the ball. Xiong Fangzheng frowned tightly and asked, "Are you okay?" Yang Fan nodded, signaling that he could pass the ball over. Xiong Fangzheng sent the ball out, and Yang Fan dribbled through the half. As soon as half time, Yang Fan found that this time he was no longer defending the No. 1 on the opposite side, but No. 15. The School of Physics' method of defending Yang Fan was too physically demanding, and in order to maintain continuous pressure on Yang Fan, they had to adopt the method of rotating defense. This No. 15 is slightly shorter than No. 1, and although he doesn't look as strong, he is even a little heavier than No. 1 due to his fatter size.

No. 15's defensive method against Yang Fan is the same as No. 1, Yang Fan just passed the half, he stuck it like a plaster, and his arms kept waving, interfering with Yang Fan's vision. Yang Fan saw that this No. 15 was relatively short, and thought that he could try to shoot, but now he was too far away from the basket, as long as he could take two more steps forward, he could shoot. Of course, the 15th on the other side knew Yang Fan's intentions, and he also understood that once Yang Fan was given space, he would definitely not be able to keep up with Yang Fan with his speed, and after figuring this out, he stuck even tighter, not allowing Yang Fan to have any chance to accelerate the start.

Maybe it has something to do with his character, Yang Fan is getting more and more stubborn in today's game, and the three-point shot is obviously not going to be thrown, so he has to shoot. Facing this No. 15, he obviously suffered in the physical confrontation, and he still had to resist hard. He used a technique of an inside player to push up No. 15 with his shoulder, and No. 15 snorted, but he still withstood Yang Fan's strength and did not take a step back. Yang Fan couldn't move him, but he still chose to turn around and shoot.

For a three-point shooter, shooting accuracy is a fantastic thing. When you're in the right hand, you can say how to shoot, even some unbelievable shots can go in, and create some great shots. But once you don't have a good hand, even in front of an empty basket, you will still throw some inexplicable balls, which is a big surprise.

The current Yang Fan obviously belongs to the latter situation, and the moment he makes a move, he himself feels that something is wrong. The ball still arced gracefully in the air, but it landed in front of the basket and bounced out. The power of the ball popping up is very large, and Zhang Shengsheng and Hu Shenhu on the inside line can't reach the ball at all because the position is too deep. The opposite No. 4 grabbed the rebound at a 45-degree angle. After looking around for a week, No. 4 felt that he didn't have a chance to play a fast break, so he desperately protected the ball and waited for No. 15 to come and catch the ball.

No. 15 quickly ran to No. 4, who passed the ball to him and used his body to help him cover. No. 15 shook off Zhang Shengsheng, who was trying to steal him, and dribbled to the three-point line in the frontcourt. Taking advantage of the fact that the Journalism School team's defenders were not on a firm footing at the moment, the No. 15 stepped back, followed by a jumper. The ball landed safely in the basket. 33 to 37!

Yang Fan was still in the opponent's half at the moment, and he didn't come back to participate in the defense at all. Zhang Shengsheng walked over silently and gently patted Yang Fan's shoulder: "Captain, why don't you rest first?" Yang Fan understood what Zhang Shengsheng meant, and now he has become a black hole for the team. The other team members didn't even have a chance to touch the ball except for running back and forth with him. Yang Fan nodded, and then signaled to the referee that he needed to be replaced. The referee suspended the game, and under the watchful eyes of the audience, Yang Fan walked off the field with a disgraced face.

After getting off the field, Yang Fan sat on the ground, then covered his mouth with his jersey and continued to watch the game on the field. After Yang Fan got off the court, the situation on the court did not improve. Without Yang Fan's containment, the School of Physics played more smoothly. The strength of the players in every position on the opposite side is above the players of the School of Journalism and Communication, and they are more comfortable in playing tactical attacks. On the other hand, on the side of the School of Journalism and Communication, although I also tried to play some cooperation, I always felt that the rhythm was slowed down, and I was recognized by the other party early. By halftime, the score had become 40-56, and the School of Journalism and Communication was already 16 points behind.

Yang Fan suddenly felt ridiculous, and before the game, he shouted to avenge Liang Lu, and thought that he would win the game in the first half. The score at this moment was like a great irony, and he didn't even have the courage to look at it.

The players all sat on the sidelines and rested, and everyone did not communicate but drank water silently. In fact, winning the second place is already a great achievement for the School of Journalism and Communication, because it is also the best result since the establishment of the school. But the players are not reconciled in their hearts, since they have come to this point, it is a lie to say that they don't want to win the championship.

"Yikes!" A familiar voice, Yang Fan knew that it was Feng Liya who was here as soon as he heard it, and in the first half of the game, the fans on the side of the New Mission Academy couldn't organize a decent cheer, and Yang Fan estimated that it was because Feng Liya was not there. "How did you fall so far behind and what happened? Team Yang, are you having diarrhea again? Feng Liya asked a series of questions, and Yang Fan, who asked, was very annoyed. He wanted to get angry, but he restrained himself, just covered his mouth, and didn't say anything. Feng Liya also realized that now was not the time to joke, so she hurriedly suppressed her laughter and said to Yang Fan seriously: "You have to cheer up, we are all dependent on you." If you throw in the towel, we lose. Feng Liya's words were very true, and Zhang Shengsheng and they all came around: "Captain, we are not as good as others, and we can't help you share it, but we want to win the championship!" We don't throw in the towel! ”

Yang Fan is not a crying person, but at this moment, he also has a strange feeling in his heart. He stood up, raised his right arm in the air, and shouted, "We're going to win!" The team members all surrounded him, and they all stretched out their right hands and grabbed Yang Fan's hand tightly: "To win!" ”

Seeing that the team was regrouping, Feng Liya also happily ran over and grabbed Yang Fan: "Team Yang, what about the CD you listened to before the game?" Yang Fan looked dazed: "What are you doing?" "You give it to me, I'll be useful in a while!" Yang Fan pointed at Zhou Xiaochuan: "My bag is with him, and the CD is in the bag." Feng Liya then jumped over happily, Zhou Xiaochuan stood far away from Yang Fan, Yang Fan saw Zhou Xiaochuan holding his bag high in one hand, and then didn't know what he was talking about with a hippie smile. Feng Liya was still holding Zhou Xiaochuan's hand at first, with a gesture of pleading, and after a while, her two feet kicked Zhou Xiaochuan's ass firmly. Zhou Xiaochuan looked at Yang Fan helplessly, Yang Fan nodded, and Zhou Xiaochuan handed the bag to Feng Liya.

Yang Fan's bag was very messy, Feng Liya flipped through it for a while before finding the CD player, then pulled out the disc inside and retreated to the back of the crowd. Yang Fan didn't know what kind of medicine was going to be sold in Feng Liya's gourd. But he didn't have time to think about it, at the moment he was only thinking about how to win this game.