"What's wrong with all of you, it's only half a game, are you going to admit defeat?" In the gymnasium of Longyuan No. 2 Middle School, Coach Wu of Qifan Middle School is reprimanding his players. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe players who came on the pitch just now were all sitting in their seats, all of them bent over and bowed their heads, not daring to look at the coach. No. 3 Guan Mu was lying with an indifferent face, closing his eyes and recuperating. Only Yang Gang was sitting upright, staring at the bench of Long Yuan No. 2 Middle School without squinting. Over there, a group of people gathered around, unaware of what ulterior secrets they were discussing.

"Don't be discouraged, this section is just a few newcomers who come up against us and disrupt our original rhythm. Now that you all have some understanding of your opponent's situation, it's our turn to counterattack. All look up and look at me! ”

Seeing that the players all raised their heads, Coach Wu asked loudly, "Tell me, which school are you from?" ”

Everyone shouted loudly together: "Qifan Middle School! ”

The coach asked, "Who won the final victory?" ”

Everyone shouted together: "It's ours!" ”

Coach Wu saw that everyone's spirits had recovered a little, so he nodded with relief and began to arrange the tactics for the second half in an orderly manner.

"Yang Gang, in the second half, you have to pay attention to speeding up and try to run and play. Once someone has a vacancy, you have to make a decisive move, don't be afraid of not being able to shoot......"

Yang Gang would never have imagined that the group of people from Longyuan No. 2 Middle School got together and did not discuss any secret tactics, but were studying the camera brought by Zheng Jiayi.

Jiang He's eyes were sharp, and he saw this thing as soon as he came, and strongly asked Zheng Jiayi to take a personal photo album for him. Zheng Jiayi thought about the president's request to make a promotional video for the team, so she agreed. Then the rest of the players swarmed around, you fought for me, and one by one they held the basketball and posed in various cool poses for Zheng Jiayi to shoot.

On the bench seats, there were only two players, He Qingping and Wen Daobing, sitting alone. Wen Daobing was not interested in promotional videos or anything. He Qingping couldn't grab the group of old fritters, and was forced out by others. He Qingping looked sullen, thinking, what's the big deal, isn't it just to make a film, anyway, he and Zheng Jiayi know each other, and when the game is over, find a place where no one is there and shoot slowly......

The little old man Zhao Qianshan stood next to him and smiled, without the slightest intention of making tactical arrangements. It wasn't until the end of the half-time break that he made the personnel arrangements for the game.

The five people who came on the court in the third quarter were: He Qingping, Wen Daobing, Jiang He, Xiaopang and Mao Feng. Everyone questioned this arrangement, but in the end, they were all suppressed by Zhao Qianshan.

The second half of the game begins.

"Wow, captain, Longyuan No. 2 Middle School has sent the strongest lineup!" Tian Qing pointed to the five people on the court and said, "Do they really want to end the game in the third quarter?" But it's clear that Mao Feng and the 13th are already very tired just now, and they can't understand it. ”

"I'm afraid it's not that simple," Jing Xiong looked at the little old man on the bench of the second middle school, and said solemnly: "This arrangement should be specifically to restrain the tactics of Qifan Middle School in the second half." ”

"What, they don't know each other's tactics." Tian Qing said disagreeably.

Jing Xiong smiled and said: "Actually, it's not difficult to think about it, Tian Qing will test you now, if you are the coach of Qifan Middle School, how will you arrange it in this obviously unfavorable situation." ”

Tian Qing laughed and said: "I just need to play my ball, and let the coach and captain think about such a nerve-wracking thing as tactics." ”

Jing Xiong sighed and explained: "Qifan Middle School is lagging behind, so you have to find a way to chase the scores. Now anyone with a discerning eye can see that the strength of Longyuan No. 2 Middle School is stronger than that of Qifan Middle School. Hit ball by ball, you can't beat it. Therefore, their only way is to attack! ”

"You can't beat the attack." Tian Qing muttered.

"There is no way to do it, since the gap between the two sides in terms of strength is obvious, and they are not willing to sit idly by, they can only rely on the changes on the field to find opportunities. If I were the coach of Qifan Middle School, I would definitely let them run and play, and I would shoot decisively whenever I could. The benefits of this are obvious, as it saves time and disrupts the opponent's defense, putting psychological pressure on the opponent, thereby increasing their chances of winning. ”

"But I still don't think Qifan Middle School has a chance." Tian Qing said.

Jing Xiong said with interest: "It's good that you can take the initiative to think, tell me about your reasons." ”

Tian Qing pointed at Zhao Qianshan and said: "You see that coach looks like a treacherous and cunning, even the captain can think of it, how could he not think of it." ”

Jing Xiong smiled bitterly, and then said: "It's one thing to think about it, and it's another thing to make arrangements." Qifan Middle School only has this one way to go, so what kind of response will Longyuan No. 2 Middle School make, I really want to know. ”

On the court was the offensive round of Longyuan No. 2, and He Qingping dribbled. Qifan Middle School obviously didn't expect the opponent to make such an arrangement, and all three point guards who appeared in one game were on the court, and for a while, they were a little overwhelmed on the defensive end. As soon as he came up, he missed Xiaopang, He Qingping passed the ball, and Xiaopang shot the goal undefended.

Coach Wu couldn't sit still again, and shouted at the players: "Don't worry about No. 0 next time, just let him go, he won't be able to throw anyway." ”

He Qingping, who was running back, listened, and pointed to Coach Wu and said, "Don't look down on people, I'll throw a ball for you next time!" Mao, don't pull me, I'm going to show him my talent......"

Mao Feng dragged the extremely reluctant He Qingping away with one hand, and said, "Stupid, be attentive, they are coming up quickly!" ”

Zheng Jiayi, who was on the sidelines, pursed her lips and asked casually, "Has he always been like this?" The bench players nodded in unison.

He Qingping was placed on the three-point line by Mao Feng, and as soon as he stood firm, he saw that Yang Gang had already dribbled in front of him. He was about to bend down to defend, when he suddenly remembered the little old man's advice, snorted coldly, and retreated to the right rear, and then the little fat step made up.

Yang Gang was stunned for a moment, not knowing what the other party's idea was. If this No. 1 little fat man is to defend, he is confident that he can break through the opponent with his body. Yang Gang scanned the audience, and his brain was running rapidly. Guan Mu was stared at by the 13th who had changed his guard, and there was no space. There is a player on the right side who is vacant, but his success rate should be lower than his own breakthrough success rate.

Well, then do it yourself.

Yang Gang made a decision without hesitation, and leaned directly towards No. 1 with his body.

Although Xiaopang is fat, his physical fitness is still incomparable with Yang Gang, and he was directly bounced away under the other party's leaning.

Yang Gang took the opportunity to move two steps forward with the ball, and jumped up to shoot directly while the inside line had not yet come out. Looking at the trajectory of the basketball flying upward, it can already be judged that the ball will enter the basket in a second later, Yang Gang is determined in his heart, and finally recovers two points.

Thinking like this, before his body hit the ground, he saw a big hand fly from the side and slam on the basketball, like covering the sky and the sun, covering the hope that had just risen in his heart.