Just when Zhong Jinyun's appearance ignited the atmosphere of the audience, just when everyone was looking forward to the next game, just when the momentum of the game was completely falling to Beifu No. 1 Middle School, in the formation of Shanghai Qiming Middle School, Li Zhehan suddenly left his team, held his head high, and walked towards Beifu No. 1 Middle School, it can even be said that he went towards Zhong Jinyun.

"Zhong Jinyun." Li Zhehan walked up to him and said to Zhong Jinyun.

Although everyone in Beifu was on the side, in Li Zhehan's eyes, it was as difficult as a cloud of smoke to enter his eyes.

"Hello."

Zhong Jinyun responded politely. Obviously, after missing the first half of the game and the previous training camp in the team, he has an obvious unfamiliarity with Li Zhehan.

But Li Zhehan didn't seem to be affected at all, and he said to Zhong Jinyun with a condescending aura: "I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

Then, when Zhong Jinyun didn't reply, he turned around and left, walking towards his formation.

This way of writing a war book made other people in Beifu scoff, after all, Shanghai is still backward, how can it be so high to call for battle. But Zhong Jinyun was the only one who paid attention to it, and he knew that any opponent on this court was dangerous.

"Let's all come here."

Captain Li Yuan was calling everyone.

……

Bench at Beifu No. 1 Middle School.

'Our goal in the second half was to pick up the tempo and try to take away the opposition in waves without leaving them any chances. Mei Qian arranged her tactics: "Jing Ke, use your speed to continue to entangle Feng Ze and break his rhythm; Zhang Shixi and Li Yuan, control the rebounds, and absolutely cannot give the opponent any opportunity to switch offense; Bu Xiaotian, continue to break through the killing, let the opponent's inner line lose confidence, and finally, Zhong Jinyun. ”

When Zhong Jinyun's name was called, Mei Qian was a little unsure, and asked instead, "Are you okay?" ”

"Of course." Zhong Jinyun nodded.

"I don't have any other instructions for you, play at your own pace and step up to fit into the team." Mei Qian said.

Mei Qian knew that although Jing Ke's rhythm was good in the first half, Zhong Jinyun was still the best controller of the situation in this Beifu No. 1 squadron. As long as Zhong Jinyun returns to form, then this team will be invincible.

Therefore, she must ensure Zhong Jinyun's state.

"Alright, everyone, come on, all the way!" Missy shouted.

Li Yuan also followed closely and raised his right hand and shouted, "Come on!" ”

Immediately after, everyone stacked on top of each other, and they shouted, "Come on!" Come on! Come on!! ”

"Playing on"

……

Honk!

Shanghai attacks first, Feng Ze controls the ball!

After the half-time break and the adjustment of the head coach, the momentum of this Shanghai Iron Blood Army is obviously different from the first half, there is a sense of deterrence surrounded by dragon blood, and this feeling of oppression makes everyone in Beifu No. 1 Middle School realize that it is different now.

Scold!

The figures swayed, and the footsteps were interspersed. The other four men in Shanghai began to run around the defensive area of Beifu.

Feng Ze controlled the ball to the right, and Jing Ke still stuck to him, sticking to the offensive engine of Shanghai, not giving him any space to conduct.

suddenly

Feng Ze stepped on his back foot, and a light retreat step was followed by the illusion of a feint to the right, and he beat the difference between himself and Jing Ke, and then condensed the wind with his left hand, and passed the ball in his hand at a very high rotation speed.

This ball pierced the cold sweat from Jing Ke's eyebrows in an instant.

And at that moment, Zhong Jinyun felt that the people around him started quietly like a ghostly black shadow, and at the same time that he wanted to chase forward, the person turned back and successfully went around behind him, and when he suddenly chased after him, he was greeted by the ironclad wall of Shanghai No. 7 Slippery Jie Bronze Wall.

"Oops!"

As soon as the thought sounded in his mind, Li Zhehan had already run out of the gap, received a pass, and successfully jumped.

The basket in front of me is as vast as the ocean.

Brush!

The ball goes into the net.

33 to 42, the difference is reduced by less than 10 points.

"Great movement, perfect shot, good shot!" Shao Jia's witty words.

The scene responded with a shout that resounded throughout the stadium to give back the smart off-ball move.

"Good pass." Li Zhehan shouted to Feng Ze with a smile. Li Zhehan knows very well that this kind of pass is as timely for Shanghai at this time and as timely as a rain after a long drought.

Feng Ze needed this kind of motivation to relieve his great tension.

On the other hand, in Beifu,

Both Missy and the other four in the team seemed to be aware of something, a vague but existential feeling.

"It's okay, get the ball, Brother Yun." Jing Ke comforted Zhong Jinyun, who was a little lost.

"Yes."

……

Zhong Jinyun controlled the ball and attacked.

The speed of Beifu is the speed of the overall rhythm, and the rapid movement of all members makes it easy for Zhong Jinyun, who holds the ball in the middle line, to find opportunities.

No, Li Yuan and Bu Xiaotian's double blocking and dismantling made the opponent overwhelmed, and Bu Xiaotian successfully went around the bottom left corner, just waiting for Zhong Jinyun's pass.

But Zhong Jinyun's vision in the middle line was extremely abnormal and did not fall here at the first time, so that Shanghai after the rotation completed the defense in time.

Helplessly, in the face of Li Zhehan's Zhong Jinyun, he could only take a singles approach.

Pulling back, Hawkeye looked for a weakness in Li Zhehan that could be pierced with one blow.

Suddenly, Zhong Jinyun's shoulders shook rapidly, his right shoulder quickly moved down, and the whole person's body walked to the right as if waiting for the desired wind, the feeling of the first step did not make Li Zhehan feel happy, but Li Zhehan quickly regretted that he would have such a thought.

Because of the next step, Zhong Jinyun climbed onto the green clouds like the wind, his footsteps fell ruthlessly and powerfully, and his whole body exploded through the opponent in front of him like light, and he didn't even leave an afterimage.

Fast.

Fast to the extreme.

This is a moment of thought left in Li Zhehan's mind.

But the shouts outside the field were ups and downs, and just when Zhong Jinyun was about to complete the crossing of Li Zhehan's position, Shanghai No. 20 small forward Wang Ruocheng strangely swam to Zhong Jinyun's flank.

Hurry up!

Syllable!

He successfully cut off Zhong Jinyun's offensive line and cut off the basketball in Li Zhehan's hands.

Offense and defense are in the same mind!

Wow!

The audience was in an uproar.

Shanghai fought back.

The ball was transferred to Fengze at the first time, and the Shanghai captain, who was questioned in the first half, did not let the opportunity pass again this time.

"Drink!" Feng Ze let out a low roar.

Sou!

Balls are like flying swords!

A wonderful long pass across the field swept up a momentary storm, and landed accurately and comfortably in the hands of the fast slider.

Brush.

In less than 3 seconds, the counterattack was successful.

35-42, Shanghai chased two more points.

……

"Lost in your sense of location?" Mitsune touched her chin, deep in thought.

The game still continued, but the coach of Beifu off the field was not happy at all, but was filled with anxiety and doubt.

Zhong Jinyun's personal form on the field recovered quickly, and although he missed the high-intensity training camp in the team a few days ago, his personal level of competition was not affected. Judging by his personal attacking style, his approach seems to be more concise and effective than before.

But now, Beifu No. 1 Middle School has been stumbling and anticipating several times in a row, and Zhong Jinyun's sense of position seems to be greatly lost!

The hidden danger caused by this is that the team's tempo has inexplicably slowed down.

……

Brush.

Li Zhehan, who was at a 45-degree angle on the flank, withdrew his right hand and once again left the defensive area of Beifu No. 1 Middle School.

So far in this quarter, he has scored 6 points, which can be described as the key point for Shanghai to chase points.

And Feng Ze delivered 4 assists in a row, completely out of the tension and loss of the first half.

The two watched each other, and that obsession was getting the team back to their rhythm after a dismal first half.

39 to 44!

There is no doubt that in the midst of the raging cheers on the scene, Shanghai Qiming No. 3 Middle School is gaining momentum.

When the game camera focused on Zhong Jinyun again, the defender standing in front of him had been replaced by Wang Ruocheng.

The two were not far apart, and they looked at each other very tacitly.

"Are you going to be singles again?"

Shao Jia in the commentary seat wondered.

His doubts are not unreasonable, and so far in the third quarter, Zhong Jinyun seems to have fallen into a strange circle of indulging in singles.

And Coach Mei Qian off the field can already see it.

Zhong Jinyun, who lacks intensive training, has a blurred sense of position.

For the northern province,

is a bad sign.

(End of chapter)