"He burned."

Su Ying said heavily in her heart.

She had seen those eyes, as red as blood, even if she could only see him through the computer screen now, but those eyes, the corners of the mouth that could be captured every time, how could she be unfamiliar.

At this time, Wuhan, far away from Beijing, was swept by a light breeze and the curtains were swinging. The mobile phone was lying quietly on the bed, the screen was still on, and it was a news article with big words that said, 'Can these inflated hearts represent the best team in Hubei?' ’

……

Wukesong Gymnasium.

In the midst of the sound of the waves, Zhong Jinyun's angry eyes burst out with a bloody cold light, and his still body finally moved, a right step, and then the ball had landed, and then with the help of the bounced ball, his right hand was horizontally banded, and he turned around and rushed to the left.

A fierce elbow on Xu Lang's chest, and then a force of his left foot, using the lateral force of his left shoulder, hit Xu Lang's chest again, suddenly, suddenly accelerated, and forcibly and forcefully rushed to the basket.

Xu Lang took two steps backwards in a row under Zhong Jinyun's two heavy blows, and the huge pain in his chest and the resulting sullenness made him speechless, so he could only howl and stick to it again with all his strength.

And this move was completely seen by Zhong Jinyun, his sudden forward posture paused again, collected the ball, squatted, twisted, and made another beautiful horizontal turn, this time, all Xu Lang's defensive footsteps were completely penetrated.

He could only watch Zhong Jinyun gallop into the forbidden area.

"It's coming again!"

Appen no longer dared to miss every ball of this man.

The inner line frantically patched up for Xu Lang's missed position, and Zhong Jinyun was still rushing in, but he had already thought of a way in his heart.

Sure enough, just as everyone was making up for it, the ball magically crossed the penalty area.

Mu Shangtian!

"Chance!"

Zhang Zhang said, his words full of admiration.

In such a congested crowd, you can still find traces of teammates, and this kid is definitely not half a point weaker than last year's top ten masters.

Sou!

Mu Shangtian made a move.

"Bell!"

The basket crunched.

In Mu Shangtian's annoyed eyes, the people of Fuzhou No. 7 Middle School were very happy.

Beifu finally didn't score, and the somewhat trembling advantage in his hand was finally not narrowed again.

Xu Lang was even more angry, the series of actions of this person just now completely shook him out of shape, but fortunately his teammates didn't give him a goal and didn't score.

"Follow closely."

Captain Li Xingjue patted Xu Lang's shoulder and reminded him kindly.

"Yes, Captain."

……

"I'm sorry."

Mu Shangtian lowered his head.

Zhong Jinyun really saw it in his eyes, the pitcher he had always trusted also lowered his head, he had never apologized for a missed pitch like now, but now he said it to himself.

Have you been knocked down by rumors too?

Zhong Jinyun crossed his eyes and said, "The game is not over yet." ”

Instead, he continued to play defensively.

……

The scores continued to rise on both sides, and the game came to the middle and late stages of the second quarter.

Beifu No. 1 Middle School temporarily fell behind 31-35.

Everyone saw that Beifu's current hunger for relief was all dependent on Jing Ke and Zhong Jinyun, and the inside line Li Lang and captain Li Yuan were blocked to death, with almost no chance to score.

But the two of them still used their impeccable speed to forcibly renew their lives in Beifu No. 1 Middle School.

It's a pity that the other players are really not in good shape, and they still missed almost all the opportunities under the repeated opportunities to vacate positions, and the leading shooter in Beifu has lost all of them and has been replaced by Liu Kui.

Another goal.

Fuzhou No. 7 Middle School guided the ball one after another on the outside, and Zhang Ziming, the guard who had just been replaced, hit three points.

"Fuzhou finally hit three points, alleviating the situation of being chased points."

Appen explained.

"Well, I agree with you, the attack of Beifu No. 1 Middle School seems to have slowed down a lot, if I remember correctly, they have failed to attack four times in a row."

Zhang Zhang followed.

As soon as the words ended, the audience erupted in roars again.

The two looked at it in surprise, and it turned out that the ball was in Zhong Jinyun's hand again.

"It seems that we still have to continue to look forward to this player named Zhong Jinyun!"

Appen had already learned the name of the Son of the Wind from the player list.

Yes, even though Beifu is still lagging behind, but in the largest gymnasium in Beijing, he has won the praise of the vast majority of the audience with his performances again and again, and his surprise scores again and again.

But now, as a player, Zhong Jinyun has to keep the team on his shoulders.

……

Whew, whew.

Zhong Jinyun adjusted his breathing slightly, and Zhang Ziming stood opposite him, waiting for his attack with full strength.

The reality was always harder than he imagined, and he thought that his teammates would be infected by him, motivated by him, and then put aside those distractions and get back into the game.

But he has lowered the impact of rumors, and these teammates who have been fighting side by side have been defeated, leaving only Jing Ke, who never cares about the Internet and looks like a child.

"Huh."

Zhong Jinyun moved his steps, and the audience was silent, all looking forward to his heartbeat.

At this moment, the vague figure flashed through his mind.

I couldn't help but say in my heart: Mo Yichen, I suddenly admired you.

Scold!

"Zhong Jinyun chooses to break through!"

Yes, under the blood pupils, how can there be retreat.

Start with a change of direction!

There was no delay in his movements, and as soon as he got up with the gesture, his footsteps had already broken into Zhang Ziming's defensive area.

Zhang Ziming moved with the trend, and the lateral side movement was very fast, without the slightest sign of not being able to keep up, at this point, he was much better than Xu Lang, who was replaced just now.

Beifu's running position has stagnated, and the players are watching Zhong Jinyun's performance, which is extremely unfavorable on the court.

Just because you don't move doesn't mean others don't move.

Fuzhou No. 7 Middle School's inner double evil has already laid a defensive position for Zhong Jinyun, and in his heart, even if Zhong Jinyun is lucky enough to break through Zhang Ziming, they will mercilessly reward him with a big hat.

On the other side, the captain put aside Jing Ke, who was not good at shooting, and leaned over towards Zhong Jinyun.

A net of heaven and earth, covering all light.

Bell!

The sword rang out.

I saw that Zhong Jinyun just took a step to the right, and then he changed his direction and retreated again, and the ball magically passed back from his crotch back to his left hand, but Zhang Ziming is not a vegetarian, his concentration has always been highly concentrated, and this carving insect skill can't deceive him at all. He quickly got close to his body, and at the same time his right hand was across Zhong Jinyun's chest, forcing Zhong Jinyun not to move his body sideways immediately.

At the same time, Li Xingjue had completely moved, and Jing Ke's route into the forbidden area was also forced to block, so that Zhong Jinyun's idea of transmitting back to Jing Ke was completely broken.

"Bag Clip!"

Commentator Appen exclaimed.

The audience listened to it and immediately became restless.

Such a sudden bag is extremely disadvantageous for players who have entered the state of singles on the outside line.

“oh！”

Immediately after, Zhang Li exclaimed.

In the picture, Zhong Jinyun retreated slightly with both feet, and opened a slight distance from Zhang Ziming, and at the same time, his right hand spun with a flick, and the ball fell to the ground with a fast rotation speed, but it bounced on the ground in a very unclear direction.

Li Xingjue and Zhang Ziming were stunned at the same time, and in an instant, Zhong Jinyun suddenly stood sideways and crossed through the bag between the two of them at an extremely fast speed.

"What!"

The two of them reacted immediately, this person wanted to break through the encirclement.

But they completely ignore what is the essence of excellence?

The attention of the two was focused on Zhong Jinyun himself, but they completely ignored the basketball itself.

I saw that Zhong Jinyun's right hand ripped open the encirclement in his previous life, and his left hand was wrapped in his backhand, and after catching the basketball, he immediately changed it to release, and accurately hit the ball under the crotch of Li Xingjue, who was surrounded from the flank.

After a second, the ball arrived, the person arrived, and the encirclement was broken!

Just when the inner line of Fuzhou No. 7 Middle School was surprised, Zhong Jinyun did not choose to move forward, but accepted it when he saw it, and threw his hand without hindrance.

Brush!

The cold sword intent broke through the net of heaven and earth.

The audience is boiling!

The narrator exclaimed: "I've never seen it before!" ”

……

Zhong Jinyun scored on a jump shot, and the score narrowed again.

"Double cover on the bottom line, Zhong Jinyun crossed the inside line of Fuzhou, made a layup, and scored two more points."

"Jing Ke steals, divides the ball in the front court, and Zhong Jinyun dunks in the air."

"Zhong Jinyun wandered outside and stopped urgently."

"Zhong Jinyun misplaced a single, successfully broke through Li Xingjue, and scored a layup on the inside."

Every time I go to Beifu's offensive ball, I will hear two commentators say such things.

Zhong Jinyun's wings have been raised, and no one can stop him.

The coach of Fuzhou No. 7 Middle School replaced four scoring guards in succession to try to stop Zhong Jinyun, but the results were all unsuccessful. Wrap in advance, assist in defense, and make up defense, all of which work.

Another steal from the back.

When Fuzhou No. 7 Middle School was shocked, Zhong Jinyun turned into a sword blade and stabbed at their weakest place.

Their head coach Li Haiming even ran to the sidelines, waved the tactical board, and yelled at his players: "Defend him, stop him!" ”

However, the wind overshadowed everything, and Zhong Jinyun's road to attack was smooth all the way. Those who try to stand in the way all become backgrounds.

Brush!

The Nets were once again punctured by basketballs.

Honk!

The referee blows the whistle for the end of the second quarter.

The audience roared, Zhong Jinyun couldn't wipe the sweat off his face, so he raised his hands and nodded fiercely, while accepting the worship of these picky and unfamiliar audiences!

Beifu No. 1 Middle School, which was once lost, successfully got up in the second half and fixed the halftime score at 47-43.

They are ahead!

……

The noise on the screen echoed in the small bedroom, and in Su Ying's eyes, the bright teenager burned his all, displayed all his talents, and resolutely resisted the team on his shoulders, just like he did in the previous games.

Only this time, it came faster.

……

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Author's note: Today's two more are considered to be made up for the previous ones. It's not going to be changed today, after all, I'm going to watch EDG's game at night, right~