There are not many people in the first class of the competition, and the body looks thinner than the fourth class. The height is even more different from the fourth class, Zhong Jinyun is 178 tall, and it is estimated that the tallest person on the opposite side is so tall. Then don't compare with the big boss of the second master.

Zhong Jinyun was a little puzzled, shouldn't Class 1 be a little afraid when they saw us. Do they have any special skills and tactics? Shelling, small man tactics?

After saying a few words to each other, they went back to their respective halves and were ready to begin. Not even a jump ball.

Zhong Jinyun returned to the class stand of Class 4, and the alternate seats were by himself and Li Qin. But there are people from Class 4 behind him, and he is also a little majestic.

The stands (where there are places to sit) can only sit about 2 classes, and the rest of the people can only stand outside the guardrails of the stands or around the court. As for why there is an exclusive stand, this is thanks to the eldest sister. Of course, the other half of the stands are basically occupied by Wen Ao. Although there is only one Wenao, the number is very large, estimated at 80 people. Girls make up four out of five.

……

One shift serves.

"I'll go, Zhong Jinyun, you see, that kid's height is estimated not to even be 170. It's too short, isn't it? Li Qin suddenly became interested.

"Haha, indeed, you can abuse him, no matter anything else, you at least have a 171, right?" Zhong Jinyun took advantage of the situation to compare the height gap.

However, the point guard selected in the class still has no big problem dribbling.

The short defender in Class 1 slowly dribbles the ball to the front court.

Transferred to the outside shooter, the pitcher didn't rub at all, just open his hand. Li Weiping, who was defending, didn't react at all, so he could only look back at the trajectory of the ball.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you almost choked to death without laughing when you saw it.

The pitcher throws the ball, the point of the shot is the highest point, and then the ball drops rapidly as if it were out of force.

There is no doubt about the three non-sticks, which even the pitcher is a little dumbfounded. When he returned to defense, his eyes kept wandering between his teammates and his own hands.

However, he didn't have to worry about him being replaced, because there seemed to be five people in their class, and the waiting list was gone. To be precise, I don't even know where the class base camp is.

Zhong Jinyun kept laughing and didn't listen, and the doubts he had at the beginning were completely gone. It looks like a massacre.

After a burst of laughter on the field, it was time for Class 4 to attack.

Zhao Biao jumped, and the warm-up was finished. received Li Tiande's pass, and the prelude to this massacre began.

Next, let's let you Class 1 experience the torment of hell.

Zhao Biao quickly dribbled the ball to the front court. He didn't even do a crossover, he pushed the ball forward with his right hand, kicked back with his left foot, and strode out with his right foot, breaking through the three-point defense without giving the short guard half time to react like a stake.

At this time, Li Tiande on the left wing also started to run inside from outside the three-point line, and the defender was knocked away like tissue paper, and the player's glasses were almost knocked off.

Second master, block it.

With a good heart, Wang Song came up and helped Zhao Biao block the person who made up the defense, worthy of being a good friend who has been fighting side by side since junior high school, and easily, Zhao Biao successfully broke through to the inner line.

It's not so much that Zhao Biao is fast, it's better to say that those scholars in Class 1 are not playing basketball at all, they should come out to play soy sauce and bask in the sun.

Take off and reach out with your right hand to support the ball. This is the most basic way to make a one-handed layup.

The "big" guy with 178 inside was the fastest in Class 1, and he immediately reached out and pounced. Zhao Biao's height of 173 was a little blocked.

But it doesn't matter, Zhao Biao relied on his waist and abdomen strength to forcibly hold the ball with both hands in the air, retreat the ball, and then hit the ground and pierced the crotch.

Behind him, don't think about it, Li Tiande has been waiting for a long time. 180 tall, proud of Class 1. There is no mud and water, and the board is wiped to score.

2 to 0!

Wonderful fit. Everything is flowing smoothly.

Zhong Jinyun did not forget to applaud at this time, and he played really well. The breakthrough is in place, the blocking and dismantling are just right, and the cut is accurate. Perfect teamwork, of course, and the involvement of Liang Cheng and Li Weiping.

Zhong Jinyun usually only plays 3 against 3 or 1 against 1, basically relying on individual ability to score, and rarely has teamwork. So this time it was an eye-opener.

There was another cheer behind him, and in this way, Class 1 was indeed living a hellish life.

I don't know if the people in Class 1 were frightened by the momentum of the people in Class 4 on the field, or if they were shocked by the shouts off the field, and the more they played, the more they couldn't watch.

On the contrary, Class 4 is here.

The second master's forced back hit, turned around and wiped the board jumper.

Zhao Biao's breakthrough pick.

Liang Cheng and Li Tiande passed the hand, or Li Weiping's long-range throw.

Everything was as predicted, and a one-sided situation was born with no surprises.

Even the people off the field are one-sided to Class 4.

In less than 10 minutes, it was already 23-8.

Just when Zhong Jinyun was so smiling that he couldn't even close his mouth, Li Weiping and Li Tiande came over.

"Zhong Jinyun, go on."

"Li Qin, you too."

Zhong Jinyun didn't push it, maybe even this guy who just wants to play soy sauce probably thinks the game is a little difficult, what's the difficulty, of course, it's that the soy sauce can't beat the other side.

He took off his coat and just got up and patted his legs, without any preparations.

I, Zhong Jinyun, made my debut.

……

It's been a long time since I've really stood on the court, and Zhong Jinyun is a little inexplicably excited. Although this is not really a battlefield. Nor did he show his usual indifference on the pitch. On the contrary, he greeted his teammates very kindly.

So that's it, 4 classes of ball possession.

Zhao Biao didn't dribble too much this time, but immediately passed it to Zhong Jinyun. Seeing Zhong Jinyun on the field, his trace of doubt returned.

Li Weiping and Li Tiande on the field also stared at Zhong Jinyun at the same time, they wanted to see what his next move was.

As expected. He's going to make a move.

Zhong Jinyun, who received the ball in the vacancy, adjusted his position, held the basketball with both hands, quickly lifted it up, reached the highest point, his arms and elbows reached 90 degrees, his wrists and arms exerted force at the same time, and his legs jumped up at the same time. With the shot, the ball detached from the straight right arm, and the fingers of the right hand naturally drooped, giving the ball the last strength and spin.

The speed of the shot did not exceed 1 second, and the ball drew an arc like iridescent. This must be a hollow ball.

Without waiting for the ball to hit the net, Zhong Jinyun turned around, he was ready to stick out his ears to listen to the sound of the ball slicing into the net, which he thought was the most beautiful sound in the world.

"Brush." Hearing the long-awaited sound of wiping the net, Zhong Jinyun smiled.

Hey, no, why didn't you cheer.

When he turned around, his teammates just stared at him blankly.

I'll go, I don't have to worship my brother so much. It's been a long time since I've touched a basketball, but I still feel like it's still there.

In the end, it was Li Qin who broke the silence,

"I'll go, don't stick to the three, you can! Zhong Jinyun. ”

This was followed by bursts of laughter from players on both sides and the spectators on both sides.

This time, the three no-touches are not because it is more joyful than the three no-touches at the beginning, but the chic turn after Zhong Jinyun's shot, which is simply a highlight that cannot be asked for more.

Zhong Jinyun looked at the stands of his class outside the field a little puzzled, and ushered in the kind of laughter that was even more undisciplined.

The face, like a fire, quickly swept over Zhong Jinyun's face.

Vision blurred, and the residual sounds in both ears disappeared.

This, what kind of trouble is the debut going on!