At halftime, the score was 27-42.

Some of the audience dozed off, and some got up and left.

After all, a one-sided game is really boring.

Wu Guohua first asked the opinions of several main players before formulating tactics, and he let everyone speak freely.

However, no one spoke, and no one had any good ideas about the current predicament.

Seeing that no one spoke, Lu Fan opened his mouth and proposed: "Coach, I suggest that I and Chen Menglong go on in the second half, well, try to give me the ball as much as possible." ”

Wu Guohua looked at Lu Fan for a while and asked, "Have confidence?" ”

Lu Fan said: "Yes! ”

Wu Guohua said the word "good", and began to formulate tactics around Lu Fan and Chen Menglong, explained a few key points, encouraged a few words, and let the team members rest.

The whistle began to blow in the third quarter, and as soon as they got on the court, the audience found that the new mission institute had used the lineup in the second half of the first quarter - the big tall lineup centered on Lu Fan.

Everyone was a little bit more energetic.

Because the vast 3-point marksman is back.

This time, will he have a way to stand up against the Estudiantes' defensive giants? Is it possible to reverse the situation? Will you be able to lead the team out of the predicament and to victory?

Some people are full of anticipation.

Some people stand by and watch.

Some people are waiting to see him come out of the woods.

The new pass court kicked off, and the very strong point guard steadily dribbled the ball to the front court, raised his hand and stretched out a finger to make a "1" gesture, which means, to try to score the first goal of the second half.

Lu Fan ran back and forth near the three-point line, and Jiro Hara didn't care about others, stared at Lu Fan, and followed very closely.

It was easy to find a gap and use the time difference to pass the ball to Lu Fan.

Lu Fan held the ball, did not dribble, and did not shoot immediately.

Jiro Hara stared at him on the battlefield.

Everyone will be waiting to see.

Er Su and Meng Xiaofang even held their breath.

Huangfu Xinran opened her eyes wide to see, and in her vision, the two white shadows behind Jiro Hara on the battlefield were about to move.

Lu Fan made a shooting pose.

Jiro Hara silently recited the incantation, and two shikikami flew forward behind him

The corners of Lu Fan's mouth raised, his hands holding the ball suddenly lowered, maintaining a jumping posture but his feet did not leave the ground, and then he made a pass to the ground and sent the ball out.

Chen Menglong has long had a tacit understanding with him, getting rid of the defender at this time, catching the ball in hand, dribbling through, and making a layup.

Lu Fan opened the underworld, saw the Yin Spirit, and saw that the two white-clothed women rushed halfway to a stop, and then hid behind Hara Jiro on the battlefield.

Thinking that it was the battlefield that saw Lu Fan's fake and true biography, he didn't dwell on it anymore.

But there was a look of doubt on his face.

Offensive and defensive transitions.

Chen Menglong was responsible for marking Morris, Morris had no chance, passed the ball to the side, Lu Fan flew in and stealed, and gave the ball to the point guard.

The point guard dribbled to the front court, and the international student team had three people back to defend, and the fast attack failed, so he turned around and handed the ball to Lu Fan.

Jiro Hara soon appeared in front of him.

This time on the battlefield, regardless of the three seven twenty-one directly chanted the mantra, two white shadows behind him that were invisible to the naked eye flew out, he didn't plan to give Lu Fan any chance, neither let him vote, nor let him pass it.

The two women, dressed in white, have faces that are whiter than their clothes, and their lips are as red as blood, like Hiyori geisha, and their eyebrows are as short as two beans, just like the "maro eyebrows" of geisha.

They pounced on Lu Fan with a light body and entangled them with their satin-like bodies.

This seems to be extremely gentle and ambiguous, but Lu Fan didn't want to accept it, seeing the opponent's momentum clearly, he quickly stepped back, didn't care about making a shooting posture, threw the ball into the air casually, and then fell to the ground.

At the same time as he fell to the ground, he took the two female gods who couldn't stop their bodies into his arms, and pressed the palm talisman of his left hand to his chest and abdomen respectively with a very hidden movement.

The two women suddenly opened their mouths and let out a piercing scream that ordinary people could not hear, and the wind returned to the battlefield behind Harajiro.

In this process, except for the two parties, only Huangfu Xinran understood it.

Chen Menglong didn't bother to pay attention to this side, he squeezed away the defenders and rushed to the basket, jumped high, took the ball thrown by Lu Fan to the rebound in his hand and dunked it into the basket.

Relay in the air!

The audience was boiling.

It's so handsome, so exciting!

Chen Menglong's genius stroke is certainly amazing, and Lu Fan's just right throw outside the three-point line is also indispensable, although he fell, but he played a match under pressure from the defensive giants, which was extremely beautiful.

Ordinary people naturally can't see the dark battle in this, some think that Lu Fan can score and assist, and is a well-rounded player, while others think that Lu Fan deliberately avoided the head-on confrontation and was embarrassed, which was equivalent to losing to Jiro Hara on the battlefield.

So there was cheering and boos.

Meng Xiaofang pursed her lips white.

She never knew it could be so frightening to watch the game.

Sisters Su Yuqi and Su Yuni began to feel that there was something strange on the field, but they couldn't say what was wrong.

Huangfu's heart burned and his fingers were stirred together, although the expression on his face did not change much, but no one was more nervous than her.

It wasn't until he saw Lu Fan being pulled up from the ground by his teammates and seemed to be fine, that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that the battlefield Hara Jiro was standing in place as if he was in a daze, Lu Fan did not immediately return to defense, but said something to him there.

Lu Fan stared at the eyes of Hara Jiro on the battlefield and said slowly: "If you continue to use this method, don't blame me for being unkind." If you want to make things bigger, I'll be with you to the end. You are the one who made the trick first, but you can't say that I am bullying you foreigners on my own turf. ”

Jiro Harahara's indifferent face showed a hideous look, and he said in a somewhat stiff Huaxia language: "Do you think I don't dare? ”

With his words, an aura emerged like a whirlpool, and the two faces behind him with white skin and red lips were also fierce as ghosts.

Lu Fan was not afraid, just looked at him.

"Riheren, I warn you, don't make these ghosts in our Huaxia again, otherwise we will let you go around without food!" Chen Menglong returned from the front court and said as he passed by the two.

Battlefield Hara Jiro's face was as cold as ice, gritted his teeth and said, "Are you two ......?"

Chen Menglong said: "Don't think that only you know everything, and treat everyone else as stupid. I'm telling you, you're hitting the iron plate today, so you'd better be honest! ”

After speaking, he beckoned Lu Fan to return to the backfield.

Before turning around, Lu Fan took a deep look at Jiro Hara on the battlefield, who had a solemn face and couldn't see what he was thinking.

Morris hit hard, was stopped by Li Yan, Chen Menglong flew into a big hat, the point guard of the new pass court grabbed the ball, raised his eyes and saw that Lu Fan had already arrived in the front court, waiting next to the three-point line, and immediately sent the ball out with a long pass.

Lu Fan got the ball, and Jiro Hara posted it again.

The battlefield originally wanted to summon the god again.

Lu Fan smiled, held the ball in his right hand, flipped it with his left hand, and showed him the blood talisman in his palm.

Battlefield Hara Jiro's eyes narrowed, and then he saw Chen Menglong rushing up violently, and stopped chanting the incantation with a gloomy face, purely using his body to defend.

Lu Fan saw the two women in white shrink back, smiled again, and jumped to shoot......