Time flowed little by little, and with the help of Xiao Er, Li Changgeng finally improved all his skill indices to the point of C, and there were also shooting, ball control, and running positions to C+, that is, at this time, the new semester began, and the semi-finals also began. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After a short winter vacation parting, Li Changgeng and his entourage have made some improvements. So this time the coach ran them in in advance.

Therefore, in this day's game, they were not afraid at all, on the contrary, they were vaguely looking forward to how far their own strength could be.

The semi-finals are a match with Luoyang's ice team, they came to the gymnasium of the provincial league early, and at this moment the huge stadium is full, and the black crowd blocks the audience seats, and the top spectators can basically only see the backs of others. The sound of cheering, scolding, and mallet hitting filled the entire stadium, and the mountains roared and the tsunami came and went, one after another, and they would never stop until the roof was lifted. Huge crowds of people slowly poured out from all exits, bustling, shoulder to shoulder, noise in the sky, footsteps underground, almost every foot and every inch of space was filled with sound, and there was no place that could be described as "quiet".

Hong Cheng and his party quickly returned to their locker room to prepare, and waited until Meng Yao's urging before they moved.

"The game is about to start." Sima Shenji looked at his watch.

"Come on!" Li Changgeng clenched his right hand into a fist and raised it above his head.

"Hongcheng, you will win!" Everyone raised their right fists above their heads.

Everyone walked out of the locker room and onto the pitch to start warming up before the game.

"Hey, this atmosphere, this number of spectators, it's about to catch up with the professional league, right?" Li Changgeng said.

"Now on the field are Hongcheng's players, they are tall and mighty, unstoppable, as strong as a cheetah, fast as lightning, invincible, destroying everything...... Well, they're very good, and they're really favourites to win the championship! It seems that they are the champions of this year's competition! The narrator was first excited, then embarrassed, and finally excited, wondering if his brain and mouth were working separately, and he could hardly tell if he had said anything or not.

"The level of this narrator is too low, right? What nonsense did you say? Amu muttered under his breath.

"He said three 'big favorites' in one game, four 'as strong as ......', five 'invincible', and six 'very powerful'." Nongguang's tone is like a dish without salt.

"A virtue with certain 'masters.'" Ah Long Chong rolled his eyes five or six times in a row.

Lu Feng's face suddenly became very unnatural.

"What's wrong?" Li Changgeng asked with concern.

"No, it's nothing," Lu Feng waved his hand unnaturally, "It's just my first time coming to this kind of occasion, and I'm a little uncomfortable." ”

"It's okay, I'll get used to it after a few games." Li Changgeng said.

"Let me introduce the starters of both sides!" The narrator thought he was very awesome and waved his hand like Chairman Mao waved his hand on the tower of Tiananmen Square, and kept waving his hand until he couldn't wave it to the left, "Hongcheng's starting five tigers are the center - Yan Kuan, the big forward - Nongguang, the small forward - Sima Shenji, the scoring guard - Li Changgeng and the point guard - Amu!" ”

"Come on!" Tao Ran waved to the five first and sat on the bench.

Ziwen and Nongguang also sat on the bench.

Because Lu Feng's injury has not healed yet, Coach Tao Ran did not dare to let him play rashly, and came over today just to let him watch the game here and feel the atmosphere. As for the transfer of Sima Shenji to the position of small forward, this was arranged by him when he got the news from the United States, and he didn't dare to underestimate these top four teams, and if he could make the strongest team, he would be the strongest.

"The starting players of the Luoyang Bing team are the center - No. 4 Ding Xuancan, the big forward - No. 7 Wang Xiaotian, the small forward - No. 11 Liu Ping, the scoring guard - No. 9 Ou Feng and the point guard - No. 0 Luo Zhixiang!" The narrator waved his hand again until he could no longer wave it to the right, as if he could not speak without waving.

"Ding Xuancan? How do I seem to have heard of this person? Yan Kuan frowned.

"He was the rebounding champion at the basketball challenge I was in." Nongguang said.

"Really? Then I'm going to have to get to know him. Yan Kuan wrenched his wrist.

"The direct conversation between the two rebounding kings must be exciting." Li Changgeng shook his ankle.

"That's when the three points come in handy." Yan Kuan smiled at Li Changgeng.

Li Changgeng also smiled.

Five minutes later, both sides had finished warming up. The game started right away.

"Please advise." Ding Huangcan moved to the midfield like a polar bear and smiled at Yan Kuan.

"Please advise." Yan Kuan also smiled.

The other four people also leaned over, forming a semicircle along the periphery of the midfield circle, and the four white figures formed a circle, like ice.

Hongcheng formed another semicircle.

Yan Kuan and Ding Huangguang stood in the circle, and at the same time bent down slightly, their legs tensed and strengthened, ready to jump.

The noise stopped abruptly at this moment, and all eyes were on the midfield, and even those who did good things quieted down, ready to save their energy and wait to cheer and scold their mothers. Of course, the security guards are also fully armed and ready to subdue the troublemakers.

"Now the game is about to start!" The narrator finally said something relatively normal.

The tense atmosphere has spread to everyone present, even the referee has become nervous, the hand holding the ball trembled slightly, and his face was sweating.

The "dripping ......" whistle sounded. The ball flew out of the referee's hand and flew straight up.

Yan Kuan and Ding Huangcan jumped at the same time, and the two of them rose from the ground at the same moment, and their two hands were like double dragons grabbing pearls, rushing straight to the ball.

"Smack-" The ball was flapped away--it was slapped by Yan Kuan.

"Whoosh-" The ball flew into Amu's hand.

"Attack!" Yan Kuan shouted these two words the moment he landed.

Amu quickly dribbled the ball with his right hand, leaned forward, and rushed towards Luo Zhixiang's left hand side.

"This way!" Sima Shenji shook vigorously in front of Liu Ping, waving his hands to make a gesture of asking for the ball.

Amu suddenly sent a blow to the earth, straight into Sima Shenji's hands, who calmly retreated, turned around, and shot.

"Whew", the ball went into the net. 2：0。

"Good shot!" Li Changgeng gave a thumbs up.

Sima Shenji nodded.

"Back to the defense!" Yan Kuan waved his hand.

Hong Cheng began to retreat to the backcourt, but after only a second he didn't have to retreat - Li Changgeng broke the ball and took a shooting position outside the three-point line.

"Cover him!" Ding Xuanguang shouted.

Wang Xiaotian and Ou Feng jumped high from the left and right, but they were both stunned - Li Changgeng didn't jump at all!

"Feint!" Both exclaimed in their hearts at the same time.

When they started falling, the ball had already passed from Li Changgeng's hands to the basket. 5：0。

"Good!" Yan Kuan snapped his fingers.

Hong Cheng slowly retreated.

"Don't panic, stay calm!" Ding Huangguang tried his best to maintain order.

Luo Zhixiang waved his hand and passed the ball to Wang Xiaotian, who leaned back as much as possible and squeezed hard into the inner line little by little, but Nongguang's physique was not so easy to squeeze, and he still didn't move after squeezing it several times.

"Here!" Ou Feng shouted.

Wang Xiaotian immediately protected the ball with both hands, and when he was about to pass the ball, he suddenly slipped under his feet, fell backwards, took two steps back, and almost hit Nongguang's nose.

"Drip-" The referee immediately blew the whistle and made a "walk" gesture.

"Damn, who wiped the floor so slippery!" Wang Xiaotian scolded.

"Yay!" Nong Guang and Li Chang Gung high-fived.

"Be careful." Ding Huangcan patted Wang Xiaotian's back.

Wang Xiaotian nodded like a child being trained.

"Keep attacking!" Amu raised his index finger the moment he dribbled past half court.

"Defend this ball!" Ding Huangguang shouted.

"Divine Machine!" Amu quickly passed the ball straight out, causing it to fly into Sima Shenji's hand at a speed close to the speed of the bullet out of the chamber.

Sima Shen didn't think about it, and rushed directly to the inside line with the ball - facing him were three defenders who surrounded him.

"Chang Gung catches the ball!" Sima Shenji threw the ball to Li Changgeng who was standing on the bottom line with three people apart.

Li Changgeng gently poured the ball into the basket. 7：0。 Only about a minute and a half passed.

Ding Xuancan made a "pause" gesture to the referee helplessly.

"Drop-" the referee blew the whistle.

Both players returned to the bench.

"It seems that these opponents really don't have to be afraid!" Sima Shenji took a long sip of water.

"Just knowing the bag clip, a bag clip will leak people, and there is no basketball IQ at all." Li Changgeng tightened his wrist guards.

"It's better not to be careless," Mr. Nongguang said, "maybe they're just slow-burning." ”

"It's possible," Yan Kuan agreed, "Let's be careful." ”

"Drop-" The referee blew the whistle again. Basically, no one thinks a 20-second timeout is a long time.

Players from both sides returned to the field.

Luo Zhi wanted to make a long pass in the air, and Ding Huangguang received the ball and poured it into the basket hard. 7：2。

"They're starting to get into shape." Yan Kuan said to Sima Shenji.

Amu dribbled through, bypassed Luo Zhixiang, and shot a three-point shot. Striking iron.

"Rebound!" Sima Shenji shouted.

Yan Kuan snatched the ball from Ding Xuancan's and Wang Xiaotian with all his might.

"Divine Machine!" Yan Kuan raised his hand and threw the ball to Sima Shenji. Sima Shenji took the ball and threw it.

"Smack-" The ball was slapped out of bounds by Wang Xiaotian, who rushed up.

"Drip-" The referee blew the whistle again.

Sima Shenji prepares to take the throw-in.

"To Amu!" Yan Kuan kept shaking his head, dodging Ding Xuancan's hand that disturbed his vision.

Amu got the ball, rushed into the inside line, and threw it, and at this moment, Liu Ping slapped his left arm and knocked the ball away.

"Drip-" the referee blew the whistle decisively.

Amu slowly walked to the free throw line. Both teams have their interior lines on either side, ready to grab rebounds at any time.

"Whoosh-", the first penalty is hit. 8：2。

Ding Huangcan squeezed his eyes at Wang Xiaotian and said "ready". Wang Xiaotian blinked twice, indicating "I know."

"Whoosh-", the second penalty is also hit. 9：2。

Ding Xuanxuan sighed secretly.

"The intensity of the opponent's defense has increased, be careful." Nongguang said as he retreated.

After Liu Ping received the ball, he directly shot three points and hit it. 9：5。

Li Changgeng fired back. Striking iron. The ball fell directly into Luo Zhixiang's hands.

"Impossible!" Li Changgeng was a little surprised, he didn't expect that he would lose himself who had always been a hit.

"Attack!" Ding Huangguang shouted.

Luo Zhi wanted to quickly hold the ball and rush across the opponent's half, Amu reached out to steal - did not grab, Li Changgeng jumped up to block - was played by a feint, the ball was sent to Wang Xiaotian's hands, Wang Xiaotian turned around and was a small hook - hollow into the net. 9：7。

"Don't mess around!" Strict and wide to stabilize the morale of the military.

Nongguang immediately responded to the captain's call with a mid-shot. 11：7。

Liu Ping immediately countered Yan Kuan's call with another three-pointer. 11：10。 The difference narrowed to one point.

"Pause." This time it was Yan Kuan's turn to be helpless.

Another two minutes passed.

"I've long said they're just slow heat," Nongguang wiped his sweat vigorously, "It's hard to clean up once you go crazy." ”

"Today, both sides had a very high opening hit rate," the commentator began to stir up the game again, "I wonder if there will be a super high score game today?" Let's wait and see! ”

"We'll see! What nonsense! Sima Shenji couldn't wait to gag the narrator's mouth with a towel.

"There are so many people who don't have the level." Tao Ran spread his legs.

"You can go on," Li Changgeng said to Tao Ran, "I don't feel very good today." ”

"Didn't you just lose one? What's the big deal? Lu Feng had an indifferent expression.

"Hmmm! I know I'll teach them a lesson later. Li Changgeng drank water.

"Drop-" The referee blew the whistle to continue the game.

Players from both sides returned to the field. Hongcheng kicks off.

Li Changgeng slowly dribbled the ball, and the sound of "pop-pop" gradually became the same as the rhythm of the audience's heartbeat.

Ou Feng came up.

"Smack-" Li Changgeng passed the ball from under Ou Feng's crotch to Sima Shenji's hand. Ou Feng looked embarrassed.

Sima Shenji jumped and threw in the middle of the game -- striking iron. Sima Shenji also looked embarrassed.

Yan Kuan won the rebound from Ding Huangcan and Wang Xiaotian, forced the basket, and hit. 13：10。

"Attack!" Ding Xuanguang shouted.

Luo Zhi wanted to make a long pass in the air, and the ball flew directly across the half court and fell into the hands of Ou Feng, who was about to shoot three points.

Just as Ou Feng was about to jump and shoot, Sima Shenji rushed behind him and slammed the ball with one palm—the elbow hit his head, knocking him into a stumble and almost knocking him to the ground.

"Drop-" The referee made a foul gesture at Sima Shenji.

"I didn't hit him?!" Sima Shenji stretched out his hand at the referee.

"Drip-" The referee made a "T" at Sima Shenji again.

"What are you doing here?" Nongguang rushed up to blame Sima Shenji.

"I'm playing ball," Sima Shenji was innocent, "I just accidentally touched him." ”

"Forget it, it's not the fault of the gods." Li Changgeng came over to play a round game.

Ou Feng walked to the free throw line. Three free throws and one throw.

"Whew-", "Whew-", "Whew-", all three penalties were hit. 13:13 flat.

Ou Feng turned his head and stared at Sima Shenji fiercely, as if he was provoking and fighting back. (To be continued.) )