The sudden wave of shouting on the sidelines startled He Qingping. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 He frowned and muttered to himself, "Really, it's noisy. ”

He is a little worried now, he didn't pass the ball to Wen Daobing, but Wen Daobing has already scored a double. He always gets the ball by grabbing rebounds and steals, and then scoring the ball in one go. The opposing defenders were all like wooden poles in front of him, and either they couldn't react or they were knocked out of the way.

It's true that this team's defense is so poor - but why is it that they still have 0 points so far? He Qingping thought like this, and his brows went deeper.

No. 3 on the opposite side saw He Qingping frowning, and he was also startled, for fear that the other party would rush up if he disagreed, so he hurriedly took a small half step back. For the first time, he felt that the cheering at home was also very noisy, and he couldn't stop complaining to the audience, when was this still provoking the other party, was it willing to let everyone be knocked off the field.

Just when he was upset, the other party moved! When he saw No. 0's body leaning to the left, he immediately jumped away to the right, thinking that it was dangerous, and he was almost hit. As soon as he thought this, before his feet hit the ground, he watched as Number 0 changed direction again and rushed towards the right.

With a "bang", the two of them slammed into each other!

Although it was He Qingping who rushed over to hit someone, He Qingping was very fast, and the speed of No. 3 was very slow compared to He Qingping, in the eyes of onlookers, it was like He Qingping rushed up first, and then No. 3 went over to defend him to cause the two to collide.

The referee blew the whistle and blew the No. 3 of the Nine Middle School to block the foul.

He was hit inexplicably, bruised, and unfairly punished, and No. 3 was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He stood up despite the pain around him and reasoned with the referee.

"How could it be that I fouled, obviously he rushed over and hit me, it should be the one who hit me!"

The referee ignored it, and he looked around again, hoping to get sympathy from the home crowd, who saw that there were very few people who supported him. He looked at the coach helplessly, but the coach didn't say anything with a dark face.

A teammate behind him walked over and patted him on the shoulder, and whispered, "Just be appropriate, don't pretend too much!" ”

"It's really him hitting me, if you don't believe me, you ask him!" He pointed to He Qingping and said.

He Qingping nodded honestly, he kept silent and his expression was calm, looking at the opponent's eyes as if he was saying: I hit it, what do you want?

It's not that he did it on purpose, it's that he really doesn't understand the referee's decision. Other teammates such as Zhao Qianshan and Mao Feng only taught him the basic rules of fouls and violations, but when it came to the specific penalty scale, he didn't understand it at all.

He remembers the last time he played against Qifan Middle School, he jumped up to make a block, and the opponent deliberately jumped up and hit him, and as a result, he was punished for a foul. This time, it was obvious that he had collided with his opponent, but he was blocked by his opponent. He was a little vague about the rules of punishment, and thought about going back and asking the little old man again.

No. 3 was still theorizing, and the referee gave No. 3 a warning to shut up, which made him feel the urge to grab his hair and hit the floor.

The ball in the front court was issued, and No. 3 of No. 9 Middle School stood far away alone in order to protest, and did not defend He Qingping.

He Qingping is not a person who will take advantage of others, so he dribbled to get close to No. 3, deliberately looking for his defense, and No. 3, who had been hiding far away, was so frightened that he ran away again.

"This is looking down on me, isn't it, I don't need you to let me!" He Qingping was also angry and continued to chase.

One chases and the other runs, and two people shuttle between the players on both sides. The scene turned into a situation where the dribbler chased the defender, and there were no fouls or fouls on either side.

"It's ...... What's the situation? ”

"How do you feel that the offensive and defensive positions of the two have been reversed."

"It's like child's play, and the referee doesn't care."

The two referees glanced at each other and shook their heads, saying that they had never seen such a strange scene after being in charge of the court for so many years.

After a while, the impatient referee finally blew the whistle.

"Offense 24 seconds violation!"

"Oops, forgot to remember the time." He Qingping patted his head a little annoyed.

"Idiot!" Wen Daobing ran past him.

"Xiaoqing, what are you doing?" Jiang He ran over and said.

"The other party doesn't defend me!" He Qingping was a little aggrieved.

"You don't care what the other person does, just play your own ball." Jiang He said.

"But ......"

He Qingping also wanted to explain that he was robbed by Jiang He: "There is nothing to do, this is the opponent's defensive strategy specifically for you, do you understand?" ”

"Cut, lie to the kids!" Of course, He Qingping, who was exposed to Zhao Qianshan's ears and eyes, would not be deceived by such words.

"He Qingping, are you still fighting? If you don't fight, you will be replaced. Chubby threatened viciously on the sidelines.

He Qingping was a little impatient, "I know, I know, I won't show mercy next time, just watch it for me!" ”

The opponent's No. 3 controlled the ball, and after half the court, he saw He Qingping standing outside the three-point line from a distance, hesitated, and then passed the basketball out.

This hurt He Qingping very much, and he originally wanted to regain the limelight through the defense he was good at.

However, No. 3 thought that passing the ball would make He Qingping's defense ineffective, which was too underestimating him.

He Qingping's offense didn't go well, so he held back his strength and wanted to use it on defense. As soon as the basketball spread, he stopped staring at No. 3 and began to shift his gaze as the basketball turned.

I have to say that the coach of the ninth middle school still has two brushes. At this point, it is clear that it will be a big defeat, but the passing and receiving between the players is still not chaotic. Although the players in No. 9 Middle School are now so defended that they dare not play, they can still pass smoothly when they find their teammates one by one, and if you don't look at the score, the scene doesn't look like a loss at all.

The basketball passed to the right forward No. 12, who did not have the slightest offensive opportunity in the face of Wen Daobing's defense, took the ball and dribbled twice and passed it back to No. 3 point guard.

No. 3 didn't dare to stop when he received the ball, and passed it to his teammate No. 8 on the left, and No. 8 didn't dare to play in the face of Jianghe, so he easily passed the ball to the inside line around Jianghe.

A 192-centimeter-tall man on the inside No. 15 got the basketball, and when he saw that everyone didn't dare to play, a sense of responsibility arose spontaneously - of course, there was also an inconspicuous reason, because the main players of Long Yuan's second middle school had already rested, and now they were on the bench.

No. 15 held the ball with both hands, leaned his back against Xiaoqiang, swayed from side to side, and made a look like he was going to hit his back.

Cheers rang out from the bench on the sidelines.

"The inside line dares to be on the bench, looking down on us so much!"

"Beat them up and chase the score back!"

"Stop talking in your dreams......"

"Then at least bring their main force back!"

On the field, the other four players of the ninth middle school all looked at No. 15 and gave him encouraging eyes. This gave the No.5 a big boost of confidence, and he was ready to shout after scoring to bring back the morale of his team.

Bang bang, footsteps sounded on the field, and No. 5 looked back and saw that it was the opponent's short No. 0 point guard rushing over, and the confidence in his heart suddenly fell, and instantly became panicked. He wanted to pass the ball, but his teammates all hung their hands and had no intention of catching it. He wanted to attack, but he was afraid that if he wasn't ready, he wouldn't be blocked by the opposing defender - he had already been blocked in the first half.

No. 15 hesitated, holding the basketball in his hand and not moving at all, and then watched He Qingping run over and cut the ball decisively!

The moment the ball was cut off, No. 15 breathed a sigh of relief, and finally didn't have to worry......