The four don't seem to be planning to give up on this game today, although they have already secured qualification. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info But it doesn't hurt because we're going to win this game.

Li Dong paced back and forth on the sidelines, and the start of the game was not too ideal, playing two minutes without scoring.

High school league, there are too many unstable factors!

"Bell!" Wu Yichen frowned, just now he couldn't shoot for the second time, he wanted to take the lead for the team, but I don't know why, his shot today couldn't find the feeling he had before.

What's going on?

Min Ting looked anxiously at Wu Yichen, who was frustrated on the field, and clenched her fists.

"Minting, your son seems to have made two shots, but he didn't score!" The tall and thin woman obviously didn't know much about the game, and asked Min Ting.

Min Ting pursed her lips, she didn't say anything, to be honest, she didn't know much about basketball, but she always knew that the ball had to be thrown into the basket.

"Brush!" Peng Peng took advantage of Zhou Mingzhe's blocking and dismantling, easily passed Zheng Chao, and made a layup on the inside, and finally scored the first point in the opening three minutes.

Damn it! Zhou Leehom frowned, he knew very well that in this situation of low shooting percentage at the beginning, if anyone scored first, then in the first quarter of the game, they would have an advantage. He thought that this first goal would be in his own hands, but he didn't expect that his team had used three different sets of tactics in the first three minutes, but they failed to play the due effect of the tactics, and in the end they had to go it alone. And the result of going it alone is often that you don't score.

Zhou Leehom glanced at Li Dong who was standing opposite with some concern, did he see the weakness of our tactics?

Li Dong seemed to feel Zhou Leehom's gaze, and turned his head to see that Zhou Leehom was looking at him.

Li Dong smiled slightly, and then turned his head again, looking at the game with a breezy look.

Zhou Leehom's pupils shrank, he was so confident!

"Ball!" Zheng Chao roared, ran back, and gently pushed Peng Peng at the same time, and then came to the three-point line and opened his hand to ask for the ball.

Wu Yichen did not hesitate and passed the ball over.

After Zheng Chao received the ball, he habitually glanced at the timer, only to see that there was only ten seconds left to attack at this time, that is to say, in the fourteen seconds just now, his own tactics could not be played at all! It seems that they have long seen through the running position of the inside line, and whenever they run to the designated position, they will be surprised to find that they are by their side!

Zheng Chao gritted his teeth and began to dribble towards Peng Peng.

Zheng Chao is 186 tall, Peng Peng is 197 tall, Peng Peng has an absolute advantage in height and arm span, Zheng Chao wants to get past this person who plays the guard position, but has the body of a big forward, and it is possible to pass him if he wastes a lot of thought.

Anti-outer line, put inner line! This is the defensive task that Li Dong gives to everyone.

Zheng Chao changed direction and dribbled to his right hand, suddenly accelerated suddenly, and rushed diagonally to the right, Peng Peng took a step across and easily blocked in front of Zheng Chao.

It is said that it is impossible to pass without changing direction, Peng Peng understands this very well in his heart, so he knows very well that Zheng Chao's actions will not be so simple.

Sure enough, Zheng Chao pulled the ball back and broke through to the left, this time Peng Peng's reaction was a beat slower, and he secretly admired Zheng Chao's speed.

Zheng Chao finally used his advantage to pull away half of Peng Peng's body, inserted straight into the basket, and jumped up to the basket.

"Be careful!" Wu Yichen saw clearly on the outside line, when Zheng Chao was breaking into the inside line, Zhou Mingzhe of 206 was already staring at Zheng Chao, but Zheng Chao didn't notice it at all. According to his habit, if he is in an open position in front of him, he must go to the basket.

"Smack!" A big hand suddenly slapped on the ball that Zheng Chao just thrown, Zheng Chao was startled, only to see that it was suddenly dark in front of him, and then he felt like he had hit a wall and fell backwards.

The ball was slapped by Zhou Mingzhe and flew out of the bottom line, leaving less than five seconds left for the fourth middle school to attack.

"Wow-" The audience was in an uproar, this cap is really domineering!

Zhou Mingzhe coldly glanced at Zheng Chao, who fell to the ground and looked particularly fragile: "This is not a playhouse!" ”

Zheng Chao's pupils shrank, looked at Zhou Mingzhe with a little anger, and then stood up.

The fat woman covered her face with her hands: "Mom, why are you so violent!" Minting, won't your child get hurt? ”

Min Ting shook her head dumbfoundedly.

Wu Yichen walked to Zheng Chao's side, patted Zheng Chao's shoulder lightly and said, "Don't worry, we still have four seconds left!" ”

Zheng Chao was stunned, and then nodded a little stupidly.

Wu Yichen stood on the bottom line, took the referee's pass, held the ball above his head, and prepared to serve.

Xia Jie's arms waved vigorously in front of Wu Yichen, Wu Yichen frowned, Xia Jie is 193 tall, and his arm span is also very long, waving in front of his eyes at this time, his vision will inevitably be affected!

Wu Yichen never thought that it would be so difficult to serve a ball.

Wu Yichen had no choice but to take a step back, widening the distance between him and Xia Jie, and suddenly saw that at the three-point line, Hu Zhe was asking for the ball with his hands open, so Wu Yichen threw the ball hard without hesitation and sent the ball out.

But just when the ball fell in the air and was about to fall into Hu Zhe's hands, a thin long arm stopped the ball in the air.

Hu Zhe and Wu Yichen's pupils shrank almost at the same time, they know this person, Chen Dahai focused on his height, Qiu Zhiming, who is a small forward, is more than two meters tall, and his arm span is more than two meters one, Wu Yichen regrets it at the moment, he is still too careless!

After Qiu Zhiming easily took the ball, Peng Peng and he rushed forward almost at the same time, but even if Hu Zhe and Zheng Chao were faster than them and stood in their own three-point line first, they were not sure that they would be able to prevent this fast attack.

Qiu Zhiming passed the ball to Peng Peng's hand, Peng Peng suddenly threw the ball into the air gently, and Qiu Zhiming, who just came to Hu Zhe, jumped up.

Hu Zhe shouted and jumped up, trying to stop this empty connection.

But with only 192 years old, what magic weapon can he have to stop this fast attack?

Qiu Zhiming easily caught the ball, and then with a slight flick of his wrist, the ball wiped the board into the basket.

In 6 minutes and 34 seconds, Chenghai Qiaozhong led 4:0.

"Minting, it doesn't seem good, you see that the other party has scored two goals, and none of the four have scored!" The fat woman looked at Min Ting a little anxiously and said.

Min Ting stared at Wu Yichen, who had just made a mistake in passing, a drop of cold sweat slipped down her cheeks, she was also anxious!

Zhou Leehom's brows were about to wrinkle into a Sichuan zigzag, and he raised his hand to call the first timeout.

In the stands, among the players of Maoming No. 1 Middle School wearing white sports jackets, Ma Qiang frowned: "The fourth middle school fell into a scoring drought at the beginning, although Chenghai's hit was not good, but these two attacks were still thrown in after all, in my opinion, there is trouble in the fourth!" ”

All the players of Maoming No. 1 Middle School support No. 4 Middle School in their hearts. It may seem ridiculous to support a team that has beaten them, but it's the way it is, they don't want to qualify! Their match with Huiyang Zhongshan is almost no suspense, whether they can get the right to qualify, they have to pray to the gods to worship the Bodhisattva and bless the victory of the fourth middle school.

"They seem to be dumb today, and they can't attack, it's like they can't pull out!" Zhang Shunhao, who had a poisonous tongue, said.

The atmosphere seemed to fall silent all of a sudden.

Feng Xiao clapped his hands, held down the restlessness of the inner line, and said: "Don't worry, they have the strength to defeat us, and we have the strength to defeat Chenghai, this game, there are still fights!" ”

The team members knew that the captain was encouraging, but it was clear that this was mutual restraint, Chenghai and Sizhong, who restrained whom, seemed to be obvious.

"Don't worry, from now on, there is a reason why our tactics can't be played, it's not that we haven't played well, we can only say that the other party did their homework in one day yesterday in order to get a place in the group qualification." Zhou Leehom said comfortingly.

"We don't have too suitable countermeasures for this at present, we don't ask for a lead in the first quarter, Zheng Chao comes down first to take a rest, look for loopholes in the opponent's defense, Luo Hongchao, you play, strengthen defense, guard against Peng Peng, don't let the score widen." Zhou Leehom said.

Zheng Chao's eyelids drooped and he didn't refute what the coach said. The person who can cap himself, since he was in high school, this Zhou Mingzhe is the second, and the first is Yan Jietao in the second middle school. However, in terms of offensive technology, Yan Jietao is much stronger than this Zhou Mingzhe.

I will definitely repay the shame you have given me! Zheng Chao made up his mind and thought.

"On the outside, we play more blocks and dismantles, and the three sets of tactics we commonly use have been seen through, and the inside line can try to make their fouls and use free throws to score, which is a good result!"

……

Today, Guangming Middle School played Zhanjiang No. 1 Middle School, which was the weakest in the group, and won the first two games against Shenzhen and Guangzhou. Although it is said that there is no danger, in fact, Lin Yitian did not contribute much, and only played half of the time in each game.

Today, Lin Yitian decided to take turns to rest, recuperate and prepare for the finals.

Sitting on the bench, wearing a jacket, looking at the players running on the field, Lin Yitian smiled, and now there is one minute left in the first quarter, and his side has already led Zhanjiang No. 1 Middle School by nine points 18:9.

Lin Yitian shook his head: It's another game without suspense, who will you meet in the first round of the finals!

……

"Brush!" Wu Yichen stood at the free throw line, just now he successfully made Xia Jie a shooting foul and got two free throw opportunities, which was his first free throw.

"Yay-" Min Ting didn't hold back and shouted excitedly. Wu Yichen wondered in his heart, why did people cheer for throwing a free throw? Turning his head, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Old, Mom?! Wu Yichen rubbed her eyes, she couldn't believe that the one sitting in the stands was her mother!

"Second goal! Hey! Luo Hongchao reminded outside the three-point line, Wu Yichen reacted and hurriedly turned around to take the referee's pass.

Is it her? Wu Yichen thought uncertainly.

"Bell!" Free throws, he has always been stable, and he actually missed the second free throw! Hu Zhe was stunned, Wu Yichen was actually punished!

Wu Yichen bit his lower lip and watched Zhou Mingzhe easily take the ball into his arms, stepped back, looked at Min Ting in the stands, and finally determined the idea in his heart.

Mom! Sure enough, it's you, why are you here? Are you here to see my game? Wu Yichen thought to himself.

Min Ting glanced at Wu Yichen with some concern, was it because he interfered with him here, so he didn't score that goal?

Suddenly seeing Wu Yichen handing over a bright smile to her, Min Ting relieved herself.

8:1？ Wu Yichen glanced up at the scoreboard, now seven minutes have passed in the first quarter, the score of the two sides has not broken ten, and he has just won the first point on the fourth side!

All right! Wu Yichen's heart ignited a raging fighting spirit, he couldn't be embarrassed in front of his mother. This game must be won!

Seeing that Chenghai Qiaozhong was attacking, Xia Jie called for blocking, and the center Zhou Mingzhe blocked Wu Yichen's right side, Xia Jie broke through to the left almost at the same time, and suddenly Wu Yichen turned around dexterously, and actually returned to Xia Jie's face.

Xia Jie was startled, his footsteps subconsciously paused, and the rhythm of dribbling began to be a little chaotic. Wu Yichen saw the opportunity, rushed up with an arrow step, and took out the ball in Xia Jie's hand.

"Good shot!" Zhou Leehom shouted excitedly from the sidelines.

Wu Yichen rushed forward quickly alone, if he usually used an ordinary layup to end this fast attack. And the dunk the day before yesterday was just an improvisation when he broke out.

But today is different, his mother Minting is watching him from the sidelines, how can she not play in front of everyone as a mother's beloved child and make her face shine?

"Whew!" Paul's 9th generation boots and blue paint area, said goodbye. After Wu Yichen pulled it up, he naturally stretched it in the air, then held the ball in his right hand and poured the ball into the basket in a very elegant posture.

"Ahh Min Ting cried out in surprise, holding her face with both hands, and looking at Wu Yichen with an incredulous expression. This, this is Yichen......

For the first time, she felt that her child was not just excelling in his studies.

Immediately after, there was the shouts and whistles of the audience in her ears, Wu Yichen stood motionless under the basket so fixedly, and suddenly stretched out his fist towards Min Ting.

Min Ting's excited face was a little red, and she looked at Wu Yichen with pride in her eyes.

The players of the fourth middle school wondered why he raised his fist towards the stands.

Wu Yichen didn't stop too much, ran towards the backcourt, and patted Peng Peng on the shoulder at the same time: "You have to be careful!" ”

Peng Peng raised his eyebrows, knowing that this game had only really begun.

"Brush!" The players of Chenghai Qiaozhong did not seem to be hit by this fast-break dunk, and their shooting rate increased by a few percentage points, and Peng Peng easily hit the mid-range.

Luo Hongchao's defense of Peng Peng, who was several centimeters taller than him, was obviously a little difficult, and he didn't stop him in this attack.

10:3！

After Wu Yichen received Hu Zhe's pass, he dribbled towards the half court of Chenghai Qiaozhong, and constantly made various gestures with his left hand, directing his teammates' running and standing.

Min Ting was pleased, Wu Yichen at this moment, was like a captain on the field, strategizing and controlling the entire situation in his own hands.

"Your son, you really have the demeanor of a general!" The tall, thin woman smiled.

Min Ting said as a matter of course: "That's not it, my family Yichen is very good!" ”

"Brush!" Wu Yichen suddenly found a gap, a very small gap, but he still jumped up without hesitation and made a move. With his quick shot, Xia Jie didn't have any way to block him, he could only watch him throw the ball, as if he was not disturbed by anything at all.

The ball crossed a perfect arc in the air, accompanied by the churning of the net, hollow into the net.

"Yay-" Min Ting shouted excitedly again, Wu Yichen heard him cheering for himself, and couldn't help but smile: Mom is still so lively!

"Hey, what kind of medicine did they take, how did they score two attacks in a row!" Qiu Zhiming scratched his head and said with some doubts.

Peng Peng shrugged his shoulders, looked at the ten-to-four scoreboard, and smiled: "God knows!" ”

"Brush!" Zhou Mingzhe easily pushed Cai Taizhe away under the basket, Cai Taizhe has always been very confident in his strength, and he failed to block Zhou Mingzhe, which is really unacceptable.

Zhou Mingzhe shook his index finger provocatively, Cai Taizhe looked at him calmly, turned around and picked up the ball that fell on the floor, and quickly sent the ball to Wu Yichen.

After Wu Yichen received the ball, he pushed the ball against the wall, and the whole person began to start, as if he had screwed the motor to the maximum power, and suddenly flashed Xia Jie, who had just turned back.

Xia Jie was startled, and hurriedly shouted: "Make it up!" Make it up! ”

The big forward Cheng Jianlin understood, stood at the elbow, and opened his hands vigorously, waiting for Wu Yichen's arrival.

But Wu Yichen suddenly stopped outside the three-point line and was about to shoot.

"Not good!" Peng Peng shouted and hurriedly sprinted and jumped. But when he flew in front of Wu Yichen, Wu Yichen didn't throw the ball.

Fooled! Peng Peng thought remorsefully.

Just when Peng Peng was shaken away by Wu Yichen, Wu Yichen lifted the ball again and easily threw an empty three-pointer.

"Brush!" At 10:7, the fourth middle school played a small climax of 7:2, and the difference was chased to only three points at once.

"Yay-" Zhou Leehom laughed and high-fived Liu Jie, Wu Yichen finally found his state!

Min Ting began to be proud, it was obvious that on the field, in the team of the fourth middle school, he was outstanding, and everyone trusted him!

"Brush!" It seems that with the increase in the shooting rate of the fourth, the offense of Chenghai Qiaozhong has also opened, and Cheng Jianlin turned around and sent the ball into the basket with a small hook after hitting Kong Meng twice on his back.

"Brush!" After Kong Meng received Wu Yichen's hit to the earth from a medium distance, he looked at Cheng Jianlin, who was only less than a meter away from him in front of him, and jumped up decisively, Cheng Jianlin obviously didn't expect Kong Meng to shoot directly, so he didn't react much.

"Toot-" The referee let out a long whistle, the first quarter of the game was over, and the scores of both sides were not high, after all, the shooting percentage only increased in the second half of the first quarter. At 15:12, Chenghai Qiaozhong still led by three points. (To be continued.) )