Chapter 16: Playing is King
At the end of the third quarter, the 16th Middle School entered the final quarter with an 8-point lead, which made Zhang Daqing and all the members of the No. 1 Middle School ten points out.
And Duan Cheng, who was almost out of ammunition, finally understood that it was difficult to win the game in front of the defending champion with just some small tricks of changing generals on the spot!
The 16th Middle School saw the true strength of the defending champion, and the 16th Middle School also saw the tenacity of the 16th Middle School, and the two sides got to know their opponents again, but neither planned to hand over the championship to others.
There was a short break between the third and fourth quarters, Zhang Daqing sat on a stool, and the starting five tigers of No. 1 Middle School stood beside him.
"It's been a break, are you calm?" Zhang Daqing asked expressionlessly.
The five people who had just finished the warm-up nodded with extra firm eyes and did not say much.
In the second quarter of the game, they were like cooperating with the 16th middle school to make a show, and the young basketball teenager was never willing to play a supporting role for others on the court!
"On the field, you will face five of the sixteen people who have reached a critical level of physical strength, and you have enough physical strength to crush them! But I don't want you to underestimate you! You can all see clearly in the third quarter that our opponents don't want to give up easily, even if they don't have the strength to lift the trophy! β
After Zhang Daqing paused slightly, he quickly deployed his tactics: "The whole court is pressing!" On the offensive side, the outside physical strength of the sixteenth middle school collapsed across the board, and I want you to continue to attack their defense! Don't give them any respite! After going on the field, the main attack is the No. 5 position, the breakthrough is excellent, and the offensive tactics are all up to Li Tao! β
"Li Tao, you know how you behaved in the first three quarters! If you go up again, you will come down for me!" β
Li Tao, who was named, looked directly into Zhang Daqing's eyes, and only spit out two words as a reply: "Understood!" β
Seeing that the fire in everyone's eyes was burning again, Zhang Daqing filled the last handful of fuel to the five people who had been sitting on the bench for a whole section in a more ferocious tone:
"Boys, show all your strength and make it clear to them that in front of the champion, they are nothing more than clowns!"
On the bench of the 16th Middle School on the other side, Duan Cheng was also in full swing to make arrangements.
Unlike No. 1 Middle School, it was coach Duan Cheng who was standing, while the main players, including Li Qi and Zhong Ming, who had just come on the field, were sitting on the bench, panting heavily. Wang Lei and Li Zhongtong, who were replaced in advance, breathed relatively calmly, but they were also covered in sweat and looked tired.
Of course, the most tired was Wang Yu, who was sitting in the middle of the crowd and facing Duan Cheng.
He sat on the stool with his legs crossed, his head bowed and gasping for breath, the towel was already clearly stained, but the sweat still slid down his somewhat baby fat cheeks to his chin and ticked to the floor.
As soon as he had even out his breath, Wang Yu began to pour water into his mouth again - his physical strength was too much. The jersey and lined quick-drying shorts were soaked with sweat, and the fluffy curls had long since been soaked with sweat, and locks were attached to the forehead.
Duan Cheng looked at the "physical superman" in front of him, who had never been so tired since he joined the school team, and was inevitably a little worried: "Ah Yu, in the next quarter, you take a break off the field first, your task has been completed very well!" β
Wang Yu wanted to say that he was okay and could still play, but at this time, he couldn't say a word, and he was about to jump out of his chest, and he was not allowed to be strong.
Reincarnated as a human being, this was the first time he felt "tired".
"This game is much more difficult than I imagined......" Wang Yu thought helplessly, "poof", and felt a big towel pressed down on his head.
Wang Lei didn't speak, he sat next to Wang Yu, held the towel that had just covered Wang Yu's head with both hands, and slowly and forcefully wiped the sweat from Wang Yu's hair and face.
Wang Yu had to admit his physical predicament, nodded silently, and accepted Duan Cheng's arrangement.
Duan Cheng no longer disturbed Wang Yu's rest, he clearly knew that if he wanted to win in the end, whether Wang Yu could return to the court as soon as possible was the key.
"At the beginning of the fourth quarter, our first task was to defend! Lei Zi and Datong are on, Zhong Ming is also on, Datong, you shout more about him. Duan Cheng looked at Li Zhongtong, and Li Zhongtong replied, "I know."
"The five of you narrow the defensive range, inside the three-point line, people are ...... to man" Speaking of this, Duan Cheng stopped abruptly, and he thought of another possibility......
The specific arrangements continued, and Wang Yu didn't care much. Until the whistle sounded in the fourth quarter, Wang Yu didn't raise his head again.
Wang Yu knew in his heart that he had to adjust his state as soon as possible, return to the field, stand by the side of his teammates, and fight for the championship trophy together!
He saw the championship trophy all! Just put it there! It's at your fingertips, it's close!
Wang Yu didn't think much about it anymore, he slowly closed his eyes, felt the breath flowing everywhere in his body, silently recited the Heart Sutra, consciously inhaled and spitted, inhaled and inhaled, inhaled and inhaled......
Slowly, the sounds around him seemed to disappear, and only his breath and the heart sutra he chanted lingered around him.
Gradually, he clearly felt that the turbidity qi was decreasing, the clear qi was rising, and the whole person became lighter. After two weeks of breath circulating in his body, he slowly opened his eyes and looked first at the technical table.
The timer clearly shows the remaining time of the match: "9:42".
"How so? Has it only been two minutes and eighteen seconds? The doubts in Wang Yu's heart were interrupted by a crisp whistle-
"BLU No. 14, push foul, two free throws"
The referee's penalty fell, and the technical station broadcast: "The number of fouls committed by No. 14 of the blue team Jian'an No. 1 Middle School has reached 5 times." β
Wang Yu looked at the fat Zhong Ming on the field and walked towards the bench, and then looked at the timer-
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Time stopped motionless at this number, and the No. 11 free throw line was put into position, and everyone stood up. Wang Yu finally thought of something, and turned his head sharply to look at Duan Cheng, who was looking at him with a worried expression.
Duan Cheng saw Wang Yu looking at him, and half of his heart was relieved: "How is it, can you play?" If you can't, you won't ......."
"Yes! Of course! β
Before Duan Cheng's words could be finished, he was interrupted by Wang Yu who jumped up from the stool! Duan Cheng looked at Wang Yu with a shocked expression, he felt that he was either dreaming, or that Wang Yu, the child, was actually a dog......
This physical recovery is too fast!
"Teacher Duan! I'm a genius basketball boy Wang Yu! Just such a little strength wants to crush this genius?! What do you think! β
Before the words fell, the person had already walked to the field and high-fived Zhong Ming.
The two staggered the moment: "Brother, leave the next game to me!" β
After speaking, Wang Yu looked back at Duan Cheng: "Teacher Duan, if you win, I will add an extra family bucket in addition to the hot pot!" After speaking, stand in the center circle, step on the middle line, and wait for the opponent's last free throw.
"When are you still thinking about eating!" Duan Cheng looked at the young man on the field with a swishing look on his face, and reprimanded! But he knew in his heart that this was Wang Yu telling him: Don't worry.
He patted Zhong Ming's shoulder, who had left the field: "Good job!" Zhong Ming's righteous and solemn expression made his whole person dye a layer of tragic color.
As Wang Yu guessed, the game in the fourth quarter was different from the first three quarters, it was a net time game instead of a gross time game, and because of this, coach Duan Cheng thought of a strategy of sacrificing his pawn to protect the car.
At the beginning of the fourth quarter, he replaced Zhong Ming, who only had one foul, and took on the heavy responsibility, his task was to continue to foul at both ends of the offensive and defensive ends quickly after the game began, and let the first middle school stand on the free throw line as soon as possible and stop the table to score!
While they have to fight for more rest time for Wang Yu, they must also do their best to stop the consumption of game time!
They have an eight-point advantage, so they bet on God's favor and bet that they won't be able to make free throws at the No. 4 position!
This is the emergency strategy that Duan Cheng thought of in a hurry!
Of course, since you've decided to sacrifice some of your game time, it's better to do it absolutely!
So, Duan Chengyi gritted his teeth and pressed Wang Lei on the bench, replaced with Liu Tianzhang, the No. 4 organizational guard who did not have any foul records, and completed this special "foul tactic" with Zhong Ming, he wanted Wang Lei to "compensate" Wang Yu to rest together.
Fortunately, Wang Yu did not disappoint them, if Wang Yu could not return to the court quickly, the scene would be a tragic scene one after another......
At this time, Wang Yu saw Wang Lei who followed behind him, and Liu Tianzhang, who left the scene.
After Wang Lei and Liu Tianzhang high-fived, he glanced at him and didn't say anything to him, but stood outside the three-point line, just like him, waiting for the opponent's No. 11 last free throw - he didn't notice that Wang Lei was not on the court just now......
Wang Yu closed his eyes again, took a deep breath, and spit out softly: "Wang Yu, calm down, there is still time." β
Opening his eyes again, he glanced at the scorerβ54:51.
In the two-and-a-half-minute clear time, the 16th was still leading by three points without scoring a single point.
Wang Yu didn't know how many times Zhong Ming and Liu Tianzhang had committed a total of rules, and he didn't know how many free throws the other party had made, but he knew that God seemed to favor them more.
No. 11 hit the second free throw, and the difference was only two points.
After receiving the serve under the cover of Zou Qiang, Wang Lei took the ball to the middle circle with difficulty to meet Wang Yu, who was standing motionless here.
The moment the two were side by side, with Wang Yu's shout of "win the game", the two ran along the three-point line at the same time, to both sides.
No eye to eye, no communication.
The two tacitly knew what each other was thinking: "From now on, I will dominate the game!" β
Teenagers are not afraid of being strong, and no matter how powerful an enemy is, it is not enough to be the reason for them to retreat!
Race to win! Race to win! Race to win!
Victory is the whole reason why the teenager stands on the court!
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"Ah Yu, little landmine, tomorrow you will participate in the first elementary school basketball game, do you know what to think when you stand on the court?"
The man in the wheelchair, on the edge of the dilapidated basketball court, asked questions to the two children in front of him with a smile on his face.
"Forehead......" The little boy with a tiger head hugged the basketball, scratched the back of his head, didn't come up with an answer, and looked at the man innocently, "What should I think?" β
"What else can you think! Thinking about winning! Must win, not lose! The skinny boy waved his little fist with a little curly hair on his head, and he was speechless.
The man took the small hands of the two children in the palm of his hand and slowly told them a word and four words:
"A real player, from the moment you stand on the field, you must have the belief that 'I can dominate the game', no matter how strong the opponent is, no matter how dangerous the road to victory, the final whistle will not sound, and you will never give up."
"Playing is king!"