Bang Bang Bang! The sound of the slap ball behind him was getting closer and closer, and Gao Wenjie couldn't help but turn his head to look at it while running at high speed. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As far as the eye can see, there is a black shadow taking off.

Gao Wenjie's first reaction was to look at the floor.

I'm already in the three-second zone!

Gao Wenjie's second reaction was:! Tragedy! Be a background image!

When Zhou Tianzhi chased behind Gao Wenjie, he took off directly with the ball.

One hand pressed down, about to touch Gao Wenjie's shoulder, and with the other hand, the whole body leaned forward, and the terrifying follow-up power was hidden in the waist board.

Boom!

Violent tomahawk clasp.

When he knew that Zhou Tianxue was flying above his head to split the tomahawk, Gao Wenjie subconsciously shrank his head to protect himself, and after the clanging sound, Gao Wenjie looked at Zhou Tianxue who fell on his side with palpitations.

At this moment, Gao Wenjie finally knew that even if he didn't respond to his challenge just now, he would take every opportunity to take the initiative to come to the door, and then break his psychological defense layer by layer.

For a moment, Gao Wenjie couldn't help but think: "The last time I felt the pressure of being powerless to resist was in the Shanghai Nike Challenge, right?" Shanghai No. 1 High School Student? How does Zhou Tianxue compare with him? Who is most likely to reach the top of the national number one high school student? ”

"Thinking too much." Gao Wenjie shook his head and forcibly shook off the shadow in his head, looked at Zhou Tianxue's back, and laughed at himself: "If he is already terrifying enough to compete for the first high school student in the country, then what am I?" Is it also considered a national first-line level? ”

Fang Jie gave Zhou Tianxue a thumbs up: "It's amazing!" If only I could dunk like you, I'd be handsome! ”

Tu Jun rolled his eyes and said, "You think too much, do you see the guy you've been defending?" It's almost two meters, you go and ask him if he can split the axe. ”

"Huh? Can't he? Fang Jie thought simply: "He's afraid of getting hurt, right?" ”

Yin Cheng took out two of his own balls and joined the strike lineup: "You? Don't think about it in this life, when you go to kindergarten to hang children, you may be able to deduct a few on that low basket rack, but it should be reluctant. ”

"Hahaha." Tu Jun leaned into Yin Cheng's ear and whispered, "This big brother, wouldn't it be too cruel for you to hit a teenager who loves basketball like this?" ”

Yin Cheng bared his teeth and complained: "Go to the special basketball dream, I would have known the reality and would have gotten out of the sea of suffering!" ”

"Hahaha." Tu Jun laughed again: "It's easy for me to think of this year's Olympic men's basketball finals, before the game, everyone said that Serbia had a chance to challenge the supremacy of the U.S. men's basketball team, but the U.S. men's basketball team went directly to your basketball dream, 30 points and a full court beating, haha." ”

"Everyone's defensive!" Fang Jie didn't seem to be affected at all, still full of enthusiasm.

Tu Jun and Yin Cheng looked at each other, and said with a headache: "I was really said by Zhou Tianxue, saying that he was pulling his hind legs, he was very positive!" There's no way, let's fight, I have to grit my teeth with 4 to 6 in the whole game. ”

Under Yang Middle School, Gao Wenjie held the ball and wanted to bypass Zhou Tianxue to find Fang Jie.

Zhou Tianxue smiled at Gao Wenjie and shouted in the air: "Either attack with me or share the ball." ”

Gao Wenjie gritted his teeth when he heard this, and slapped the ball sideways to stick to Zhou Tianxue, but everyone could see that Gao Wenjie was not Zhang Zhilan after all, even if he was directly facing Zhou Tianxue, he had been observing the changes on the field.

Wu Hao shook a shot to the left, quickly returned to the right side, and got rid of Fang Jie at once, reaching out for the ball. 、

Gao Wenjie subconsciously started the ball to score.

It's just that the right hand holding the ball was just about to be thrown out, and Zhou Tianxue's death winding defense followed, stabbing with his five fingers together, directly stabbing the ball that had not been thrown out, and then moving quickly against Gao Wenjie.

The pass is broken!

Gao Wenjie knew that he couldn't catch up with Zhou Tianxue with his explosive speed, so he directly grabbed the corner of Zhou Tianxue's clothes.

Beep, the referee's whistle blows.

"Well, fouling him is like giving away points." Yang Bufan shook his head on the sidelines, but he also knew that Gao Wenjie had no choice but to do it, if he didn't foul, Zhou Tianxue was very likely to ride a dustless battle axe, which would be very unfavorable to his team's momentum.

Watching Zhou Tianxue walk to the free throw line and hit two free throws steadily, and the score came to 60-50, Yang Bufan muttered: "The free throw is too stable, we must reduce the fouls on him." ”

Suddenly, Yang Bufan was stunned, as if he had thought of something, and hurriedly shouted: "Pause!" Time out! ”

After Gao Wenjie and the others got off the court, Yang Bufan couldn't wait to step forward and said in a low voice: "In the last ten minutes, Gao Wenjie, you still hold the ball and attack, and the rest of the people go up in batches to foul Fang Jie!" ”

Gao Wenjie and the others immediately understood that Yang Bufan was preparing Fang Jie to carry out "shark cutting tactics"!

After speaking, Yang Bufan hurriedly said: "Quick, report to me the number of fouls committed by everyone!" ”

The assistant took the registration form and read: "Gao Wenjie 1 time, Duan Fei 2 times, Lai Qihong 2 times, Wu Hao 0 times......"

Hearing that the number of fouls committed by all the main players was still far from the six fouls, Yang Bufan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and after pondering for a moment, he said: "Wait for me to rotate, when the number of fouls per person reaches 4, you have to remind me that we will leave the final final moment until the last three minutes!" In these 7 minutes, he fouled Fang Jie! ”

Li Feng didn't expect Yang Bufan to shout a pause at this time, looked at the other side with some suspicion, and said: "They are going to make it bad, you all pay attention, especially Tu Jun, put away your little temper, and see what they want to do first." ”

The game continues.

In Xia Yang Middle School, Gao Wenjie used Lai Qihong to pull out the cover of the inside line at a high place, held the ball into the inside line, and caught up with 2 points.

Ball possession in Guangming Middle School.

As soon as Zhou Tianxue received the ball on the bottom line, he heard the referee's whistle, this whistle was too abnormal, Zhou Tianxue couldn't help but look at his feet, "It's not outside the line...... Hiss! ”

Soon, Zhou Tianxue reacted and immediately looked for Fang Jie, only to see that Fang Jie was hugged by Duan Fei, and he was almost at the level of a bear hug.

Fang Jiele hehe, knowing that he had been fouled, said to Duan Fei, "Thank you." ”

Duan Fei couldn't help but darken his eyes: "Thank me for what?" ”

"I haven't scored too much." Fang Jie ran to the free throw line, which made Duan Fei speechless, and said for a long time: "Animal, ......"

When the referee handed the ball to Fang Jie, Fang Jie suddenly felt a divine light enveloping him, touched the ball and took a deep breath, "I am proud to be able to make the opponent use slashing tactics." ”

After inking for a long time, Fang Jie's knees finally bent down, and at the same time sat down with his buttocks, when he got up, his toes had been cushioned, and the strength surged to his waist naturally, and his arms stretched upward.

Waiting for two seconds, Lai Qihong and Duan Fei hurriedly stuck Tu Jun in the middle, and Tu Jun rolled his eyes: "Two idiots, it's just the first free throw, grab the yarn." ”

Doodle! The referee's whistle suddenly sounded, which made everyone baffled, and Tu Jun thought to himself: What are you doing? Even if it's the first free throw, it's a habitual instinct for Lai Qihong and Duan Fei to jam me, it's not enough to foul, right?

Everyone looked at the referee, and the referee was expressionless: "The ball hasn't been thrown yet, what are you anxious about?" There will be a next time, according to the early line of the penalty! ”

"What?" Tu Jun turned his head to look, and his eyes were suddenly black.

The ball was indeed still in Fang Jie's hand, and it was obediently held up on his palm at this time.

Although the ball was not thrown, all of Fang Jie's free throw postures had been completed.

With both toes on their toes, their bodies pulled up, the ball held high above their heads, and the ball is protected with one hand and the other is palmed.

But the last pluck, Fang Jie refused to finish it!

This makes people look very uncomfortable, dribble to adjust their breathing, concentrate on the top of their heads, but when everyone thinks they are going to throw, there is a second of stagnation! It's like forcibly breaking the piece, everything is done, and I just refuse to vote! If a teammate with serious obsessive-compulsive disorder comes up, it is estimated that Fang Jie will be flattened on the spot.

Faced with such a strange stagnation at the last moment, Zhou Tianxue was dumbfounded, "Fragmented free throws, even his teammates lied, Hayes Haiye?"