In the stands.

"Su Ying, let's go." Qiao Peng glanced at the score with contempt and said without any nostalgia.

As Qiao Peng said, the game has reached the middle of the fourth quarter, with more than 6 minutes and 20 seconds left before the end of the game, and Guangzhou No. 4 Middle School is 77-67 leading Beifu No. 1 Middle School by 10 points. Even though Xiao Qi reined in his dominance in the last two minutes of the third quarter in this quarter, the margin was almost never narrowed to less than 10 points.

His existence is a big mountain that Beifu No. 1 Middle School can't reach.

"Wait a little longer." Su Ying shook her head and said. She didn't look at Qiao Peng, her attention was all on Zhong Jinyun.

"What's so nice about this kid, I haven't seen any improvement in him now."

Qiao Peng said with great disdain.

His words are not unreasonable, although Zhong Jinyun did not make the previous impulsive mistakes on the defensive end, but the offense still did not improve, and the previously proud ball-holding attack has not been repeated since the second half. And it is this key link that makes the efforts of others in Beifu go to waste.

And that's exactly what coach Missie was worried about.

In a league like high school, where there is no obvious player positioning and player characteristics, once your player faces an opponent who is more dangerous than his own attack, it will not only affect the player's defensive confidence, but also his offensive confidence. Defensive confidence can be compensated for by the team's defensive system and rotations, but the offensive side is all about the individual mentality. Just like a shooter's shot, if the first 10 shots are missed, the vast majority of people will lose the entire court, and it will be difficult to make another shot.

Because, they don't believe in themselves anymore, in other words, instead of believing in themselves, they should give the ball to their teammates.

Now, Zhong Jinyun is in this state.

"Come on, come on."

Su Ying clasped her hands together and kept muttering in her heart.

"Oh, Xiao Qi broke through the attraction bag and passed the ball to Wu Wei on the right wing, Wu Wei hit a shot in the open position, and Guangzhou's lead reached 12 points."

Shao Jia from the studio said.

"The state of the other players in Guangzhou No. 4 Middle School has also improved a lot, and it seems that Guangzhou No. 4 Middle School is going to kill the game."

As soon as He Shaoping's words were finished, Beifu No. 1 Middle School called a pause.

And this pause, in the eyes of most people, is nothing more than a postponement of the death period. In their opinion, no matter how powerful the female coach in Beifu is, she can't change the players who have exhausted themselves, and without the players, no matter how good the tactics are, they are just empty pieces of paper, which are extremely useless.

Bench of Guangzhou No. 4 Middle School.

Xiao Qi was drinking water, and head coach Chen Qingjun said to him with a smile: "Otherwise, if this one is over, you can rest first." ”

As a result, he was directly ignored by Xiao Qi, who glanced at it indifferently, which made Chen Qingjun, a man in his forties, take a step back.

Concessions, of course you have to give in!

Bench at Beifu No. 1 Middle School.

Mei Qian took the tactical board and paddled there, but it didn't work at all, these players she faced, even if they had experienced many life and death tests, but after all, they were just children, they couldn't put aside their emotions like those professional players, put aside their hatred and anger, they couldn't always maintain their attention like professional players, even if they were as calm as a roaring sky, they also had a helpless look at this moment, not to mention others.

Is it helplessness for the score? Is it helplessness for Xiao Qi? Is it the helplessness of Guangzhou?

Neither.

They were helpless to Zhong Jinyun's choice, helpless that Zhong Jinyun had completely given up his tactical position, abandoned all his offensive talent, and completely reduced to a role player who only defended.

Basketball is played by five people, but if one person doesn't want to win, the end result is a loss.

Suddenly, there is an infrequent one who stands up in this link about tactical arrangement.

Tang Yi shouted: "Zhong Jinyun! ”

"What's the matter?"

Zhong Jinyun replied, with a relaxed face.

Everyone then raised their minds and stared at Tang Yi, everyone wanted to know what he would say at this moment.

"All of us know that you lost to Xiao Qi in heads-up."

As soon as Tang Yi's words came out, everyone was shocked, and Zhong Jinyun's already godless eyes instantly aroused anger.

This matter is not mentioned in front of Zhong Jinyun by default, because anyone knows Zhong Jinyun's arrogant personality and will never accept it. But at this time, Tang Yi spoke up.

"I've seen with my own eyes that you've lost badly and have no power to fight back!"

Tang Yi raised his voice and shouted with his finger at Zhong Jinyun.

As soon as the words fell, Zhong Jinyun stood up from the chair unusually, grabbed Tang Yi's collar fiercely with his right hand, and the anger in his eyes could no longer be hidden.

The incident happened so suddenly, everyone suddenly got up and surrounded the two of them.

Tang Yi looked at Zhong Jinyun's hideous face, and suddenly smiled again: "What, because I exposed your shortcomings, you want to beat me here?" ”

Zhong Jinyun's teeth clenched at this moment, and the green tendons of his hand holding the collar bulged, becoming more and more vigorous.

But Tang Yi was not afraid at all, his eyes also widened out like Zhong Jinyun, his tone became ruthless, his voice was so low that it was extremely penetrating, and he roared as if he wanted to swallow people: "Then you tm coming, hit me, come!" ”

The next moment, Zhong Jinyun raised his left hand and slammed it into Tang Yi's face with force.

As soon as the lights sounded, Zhong Jinyun's fist stopped abruptly just a few millimeters away from the tip of Tang Yi's nose, sweat rolled down from the tip of his nose, 'ticking' to the ground, and the audience was stunned.

Because Zhong Jinyun heard the sound of questioning his heart.

"You selfish coward!"

Tang Yi's voice was raised and he scolded: "My Tang Yi is not as good as you, but I am never selfish in basketball, I can not care about my honor, as long as the team can win!" ”

"Look at your own bird-like, you have to kneel down and beg you if you lose a heads-up, do you have to kneel down and beg you, do you have to play well?"

Tang Yi scolded until his strangled neck swelled, and his whole face turned red.

"What do you think you are, where do you think this is? This TM is a national competition, a field that we all dream about, you have to think about heads-up every day, go to play street ball, go to the street court to dominate, what are we doing! ”

Suddenly, Tang Yi tore away Zhong Jinyun's right hand, took two steps to the side, and pointed his hand at Guangzhou No. 4 Middle School fiercely, pointing at Xiao Qi, who was looking at the joke with his head held high.

Then he roared at Zhong Jinyun with all his strength, and all the energy burst out at this moment.

"If you're a man, don't ****** crawl out of this arena on your knees today!"

……

The voice thundered, and it shook through Zhong Jinyun's brain, and every word was filled with blood and stuck in his heart. What's more, there are still countless pairs of eyes staring at him, savoring his jokes.

The voice surrounded Zhong Jinyun's mind, his eyes were in a trance, and time was staggered.

"You're going to be the pillar of Beifu!"

"You coward!"

"Phantom, this is your strength?"

"What else do you have without Streetball!"

"You can't beat me!"

"You've been just a shadow of your brother for the rest of your life."

"Give up, give up basketball."

"If you win me, you're qualified."

"Let's be the future of Beifu and completely wash away all its past failures and failures."

"You win, I'll quit." ……

Qin Feng, Tang Yi, Xiao Qi, Mo Yichen, Bu Xiaotian, Li Yuan, Scar......

Countless people, countless eyes, and countless words echoed and intertwined in Zhong Jinyun's brain.

Until the sweaty self, the aching self, dragging the almost crippled leg, in his own mind, facing himself, pleading in an almost pleading tone: "Give up, give up, give up." ”

Give it up!

Give up, right?

Give up, right??

No.

No!

"No !!"

Zhong Jinyun lowered his head with a distorted face, then held his head in his hands and shouted hysterically.

"Zhong Jinyun!"

Su Ying in the stands shed tears and shouted in despair.

The two voices mingled throughout the arena, shocking everyone who witnessed it.

(The so-called cruelty of growing up is to let you open your entire inner fragility to everyone, listen to everyone's banter, suffer everyone's ridicule, and be ignored by everyone.) Because only then will your heart harden! ）

……

Bang bang bang.

Thunderous applause.

Honk!

The whistle blew.

Chirping.

Time to move.

Scold!

The ball stops.

"Heh, cheer up?" Xiao Qi smiled wickedly, "Phantom? ”

Seeing that, Zhong Jinyun clenched his teeth and replied,

"I'm not called Phantom, I'm called, Zhong-Jin-Yun!"

Shen Shou, Tie Qing's face, the pupils are already red, the wind is blowing, and the killing intent has been decided!