Chapter 11 Cold Condition—Dragging?
At the beginning, the school team scored three goals in a row, which is not good! Wu Yichen thought secretly in his heart. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Lu Haoping served: "Give me the ball, I'll eat it back." ”
Wu Yichen passed half the court and was observing the situation on the field.
Hu Zhe looked left and right, and made a brief analysis: Now Wu Yichen is a little nervous and doesn't dare to make a move easily, Zheng Chao is now being defended by Qin Zijun very much, and he can't break free at all. Zou Hanlang, who was opposite me, had a bad start and his self-confidence was hit, while center forward Zhang Hou had no offensive ability. Lu Haoping was just eaten by Kong Meng, and now he is more annoyed, I understand!
After several guides for the freshman team, when Zou Hanlang was about to pass to Lu Haoping, Hu Zhe seized the opportunity and stabbed the ball towards the freshman team's half.
The ball was stabbed by Hu Zhe, and suddenly changed the direction of travel and flew towards the freshman team's half.
Not good! Wu Yichen and Zheng Chao turned their heads and chased.
However, what he found was still a step too late, Hu Zhe directly split the buckle with one hand, and when he landed, he slammed his chest and roared.
The freshman team is in huge trouble.
No way! I've got to try it myself! Wu Yichen thought.
"Come on, Wu Yichen!" Zhang Fan made a trumpet shape with both hands and shouted loudly.
Under the leadership of Zhang Fan's shout, Ah Mao and the whole class also shouted, "Come on, Wu Yichen!" Come on! ”
Zeng Bing smiled and said, "Do you still think you can eat me?" ”
Wu Yichen ignored it, bowed down and dribbled to approach Zeng Bing, Zeng Bing stood very solidly, and the two sides were evenly matched in momentum.
Wu Yichen made eye contact with Zhang Hou, although it was a temporary first team, but through the analysis of the field, he could still roughly guess the meaning.
Zhang Hou took a few steps forward to block for Wu Yichen, who broke through to the free throw line with an arrow step and suddenly stopped.
It's too timely!
Wu Yichen, who is 183 centimeters, faces the 202-year-old Cai Taizhe in front of him, and he is simply like a primary school student and a college student.
Unnatural beads of sweat slipped down Wu Yichen's face, and Wu Yichen also began to panic, facing such a tall person for the first time.
In the misplaced singles, Wu Yichen quickly took a few steps back with the dribble under his crotch, and with the advantage of agility, he opened up a few steps of space with Cai Taizhe, and threw the ball with a quick shot.
Bell - the ball landed on the basket and bounced outward, in the direction of Zeng Bing and Zhang Hou's side.
Although Zeng Bing tried his best to top Zhang Hou, the rebound was still in Zhang Hou's hands.
The ball is back in Wu Yichen's hand, how can this be played? Completely clueless. Only I have the blame on my own, and the strength of the school team is too strong!
What is the result, or striking iron, Wu Yichen's eyes began to become confused.
This time there was not such good luck, and the rebound was won by Cai Tae-cheol steadily.
Quickly counterattacked, Zeng Bing, Hu Zhe, and Qin Zijun formed a three-line fast attack, facing Zheng Chao and Zou Hanlang, they hit the wall several times to cooperate, and finally Zeng Bing scored a layup.
It's already 10-2, and it's just a wave of climaxes in just three minutes.
The audience seemed to be quiet, and the fifth class could no longer shout cheers.
Zhou Leehom called a timeout.
Zhou Leehom looked at the teenagers who came around one by one, didn't accuse anything, and said, "You guys are just too nervous."
Lu Haoping said with some dissatisfaction: "The ball can't be passed to my hand!" If only it could reach my hands, it would be better! After speaking, I glanced at Wu Yichen.
Wu Yichen instantly understood what he meant, and looked at him with wide eyes: "You mean to say, I took off your hind legs?" ”
Lu Haoping didn't say anything, but the contempt in his eyes betrayed him.
Zheng Chao was silent and didn't say anything.
"That's it, Wu Lei, you replace Zou Hanlang first, Zhang Fan, you replace Wu Yichen." Zhou Leehom said, Wu Yichen and Zou Hanlang both raised their heads at the same time, frowning.
"Now the main thing is to pass the ball to Zheng Chao and Lu Haoping, and the whole team's offense will be handed over to you, and it is a point to be able to chase a point." Zhou Leehom pointed.
The game continued, and Wu Yichen and Zou Hanlang were pressed to the bench.
Zhou Leehom looked at the players who were struggling on the court and said: "Actually, you are the most optimistic about me this year, if it weren't for the number of people in the basketball team, I really want to pull you a few more people, you are all good seedlings, but your heart is still not mature enough." ”
Zhou Leehom glanced at the two who were bowing their heads and panting, and said: "I am more than forty years old this year, and I was walking the same path as you twenty-five years ago, the same freshman selection competition, I was just like you at the beginning, and I was excited." However, when I stepped onto the court, my legs went limp, and I was too nervous because I was too concerned. However, with the encouragement of my coach and teammates, I was able to perform at my normal level and was selected for the school team. ”
Wu Yichen looked up at Zhou Leehom: "Coach, what should I do?" ”
"Yay-" A group of girls screamed from the stands, only to see Zheng Chao first use the block to break through Qin Zijun, then drill under Kong Meng's armpit, and finally end the attack with a pull-up layup.
Zhou Leehom smiled: "His personal ability is very strong, but this kind of trump card only needs one." ”
Wu Yichen and Zou Hanlang were stunned for a moment, what does this sentence mean?
"But we don't lack this trump card."
I saw Hu Zhe succeed in the middle distance again.
"What we're missing is another one, an ace who can collude with the whole team." Zhou Leehom looked at Wu Yichen with deep meaning.
Wu Yichen turned his head to look at Zou Hanlang and said, "Zou Hanlang, we are all restricted, and seeing the two of them on the field has not improved anything, we must find some way to tear apart their defense." ”
Zou Hanlang was confused: "Then what to do?" ”
"Pick it up without the ball! But the success rate is not guaranteed, because we have not been run in at all! Wu Yichen didn't know the bottom in his heart.
"But we're going to have to give it a try, right?" Zou Hanlang suddenly smiled, "If you delay one more school team seat, it will be occupied by Zheng Chao!" ”
At the end of the first quarter, the freshmen are currently trailing by eleven points at 14-25. On the freshman team's side, Zheng Chao scored nine points alone, hitting three of six shots, plus one two plus one. Zhang Fan, who came off the bench, scored two points on one of two shots, Lu Haoping scored three points on one of three shots, and scored three points on one of two free throws.
Zhang Fan sat next to Wu Yichen, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Brother, come on, don't be nervous, blow them up!" Look at the people in our class, they are all waiting for your performance! ”
Wu Yichen turned his head to look at the stands, and the whole class, both men and women, kept clenching their fists, as if they might explode at any time.
Zhou Leehom was assigning some simple tactics, and said: "Wu Yichen, Zou Hanlang, the next quarter mainly depends on you, Zheng Chao, store your physical strength in this section, and ......then break out in the third quarter."