Chapter Seventy-Four: Don't Want to Win the Game?

Ah Fei stood on the free throw line, and the discussion in the commentary room changed the conversation.

"It's just that after looking at the whole game, Damon's free throw accuracy rate is really low, if it is deliberately arranged, should Zou Qiang, who has stronger long-range shooting ability, implement it?" Wang Feng raised the question in his heart.

"Indeed, if Zou Qiang, who has a higher shooting percentage, completes this tactic, it may be more effective." Han Yi responded and said.

Sure enough, as the two commentators said, Ah Fei missed the first goal.

Ah Fei, who was standing at the free throw line, high-fived Li Zhongtong and Zhang Likun who were standing on the waist line, tried hard to adjust the rhythm of his breathing, and prayed silently in his heart: "Go in, go in!" ”

Maybe there are too many distractions in my heart, and this ball is off the charts from the moment it is shot!

There was a gasp from the player bench in the sixteenth middle school, and some people even covered their eyes in disbelief.

Wang Yu looked at the direction of the basketball in a daze, and thought: "If I were on the court, this ball would be ......"

Thoughts suddenly stopped! Wang Yu stood up suddenly! Unconsciously took two steps forward!

"It's in!" Wang Lizhong quickly brought Wang Yu out of the sideline.

"Good shot! Old Ray! Wang Yu woke up like a dream, and instantly shouted loudly!

For a while, the bench of the sixteenth middle school was also ignited, and cheers rang out!

Wang Lei, who suddenly entered the restricted area from the middle line and rushed to win the rebound, protected the ball from the three-point line without interference, and pointed the little finger of his right hand high into the air, and for a while, five people on the sixteenth midfield ran at the same time!

A new round of offensive begins!

"Beautiful! Wang Lei's prediction of the basketball landing point and the grabbing of other teammates created this successful rush! Wang Feng also commented excitedly in the broadcast room!

The small audience in front of the TV also worried about Jian'an No. 16 Middle School - they even forgot that there was still a 21-point difference between the two teams, and in ten minutes of gross time, there was almost no possibility of a comeback for a high school team!

But the left and right people are nervously looking forward to something.

Even the students of Quancheng University at the scene were silent for a long time, and sometimes they couldn't help but cheer for the goal of Jian'an No. 16 Middle School......

Wang Lei moved to the right side with the ball, and used Zou Qiang's cover to quickly advance to the penalty area along the direction of the three-point line!

However, Zhang Chaoyang, who was defending Zou Qiang, reacted quickly and directly faced Wang Lei after changing defenses.

Wang Lei did not entangle with Zhang Chaoyang - in the first three quarters of the game, he had already seen Zhang Chaoyang's athleticism, which he could not break through now - but chose to directly bring people to the zero angle of the three-point line!

In the narrow space, when everyone felt that Wang Lei had no way to retreat, a tall figure suddenly appeared behind Zhang Chaoyang - it was Li Zhongtong!

As soon as Li Zhongtong fell into place, Wang Lei turned around to the limit! Rubbing the bodies of the two and squeezing back into the three-point line! Without waiting for Ren Panshi to step forward and press, Wang Lei shook his hand, and the basketball shot straight, piercing the sky and going straight into the hinterland of the penalty area!

There, empty! Only Ah Fei, who went to shoot the horse, and Shi Yipeng, who chased after him!

"Drop - No. 14 of Quanda High School, pull people to foul! Baseline Ball! ”

"Toot - No. 14 of Quanda High School, the number of personal fouls has reached five, please replace in time."

The broadcast of the technical station sounded, and everyone woke up like a dream!

There was an incredible noise from the audience!

"Rub, this kid is really fast!" Shi Yipeng, who was substituted, had no intention of exploding foul language, he was just unwilling.

"You kid is on the field, pay attention, don't run around with that No. 15!"

Shi Yipeng kindly reminded Kong Lingzhao, who replaced him, but he didn't expect to be ridiculed by the latter: "Don't worry, I'm not like you, I have developed limbs and a simple mind." ”

Leaving a sneer, Kong Lingzhao, who was only 1.84 meters tall, ran onto the court and stuck to Ah Fei, who was in position within the three-point line.

At this time, the live broadcast room was not calm.

"It's clear now that scoring is not the purpose of these 16 attacks."

"Oh?" Wang Feng asked knowingly.

"Mr. Wang may not have noticed that Shi Yipeng, the second center of Quanda High School, has been defending the legendary talented basketball player Damon from the beginning, and Damon's basic skills of dribbling, passing and shooting are not as solid as the previous 'geniuses', his 'talent' lies in his intuition and high desire for basketball, as well as the impact on the basket."

"That's true, this genius called 'Ah Fei' does give people a domineering attitude when attacking the basket and scrambling!"

"That's right, so only he can achieve Wang Lizhong's tactical goal - weaken the inner strength of Quanda High School, and turn the battlefield between the two sides from the inside back to the outside!"

"Turn back to the outside line?" Wang Feng was puzzled, "There is Zhang Chaoyang on the outside line of Quanda High School, and he is not weaker than the inside line in terms of attack power, is it still useful to transfer the battlefield?" Time is running out. ”

"That's right, it's only six minutes away, and it's not easy to win - actually, I don't think the 16th Middle School still wants to win!"

"And what do they want to do?"

Wang Feng wanted to slap himself when he asked this sentence, because as a professional basketball game commentator, he shouldn't ask such a homely thing casually. But the words have been spoken, and it is difficult to collect them.

Fortunately, Han Yi was fully engaged and did not notice anything wrong: "They want to further reconnoiter the enemy's situation!" ”

"Scouting the enemy?" Wang Feng completely gave up the "professional self-esteem" of a professional commentator and asked questions brainlessly.

"That's right! It was their first time participating in the provincial competition, and they didn't know much about the last champion, and it was not difficult to see that Zhang Chaoyang, the ace of Zhongquan University High School in this game, did not have much eye-catching performance! ”

"When you say that, it's really suspicious. So far, Zhang Chaoyang has only scored nine points, 4 steals and 3 assists. Although he has been on the court, except for some play in the first quarter, he has basically fallen out of the overall scope of the data table! ”

"You know, Zhang Chaoyang is best at attacking! And in this game, he only played the role of a tandem. Han Yi groaned for a moment and added: "Maybe it's because Coach Jike saw the weakness of the opponent's inner line, and deliberately let the ace retain his physical strength to meet the tough battle in the afternoon." ”

"Then why don't you just replace Zhang Chaoyang?" Wang Feng asked.

"yes...... Why ......" Han Yi didn't say this, but he was also confused.

Due to the broadcast, Wang Feng saw that Han Yi was silent, so he had to pick up the conversation awkwardly: "Perhaps, in the first opening game, the main players also need to find the feeling of the game, after all, in the afternoon game, Quanda High School will face last year's top four team, Qingcheng No. 4 Middle School." No matter how you look at this opponent, this opponent is more difficult to deal with than the opponent of this game, Jian'an 16th Middle School. ”

"Well, that makes sense." Han Yi agreed, but he still didn't feel quite right, but he didn't say anything more.

"I'm sorry Coach." Shi Yipeng scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "I was deceived." ”

Jike, who was sitting calmly in the coach's seat, took off his glasses and looked at Shi Yipeng: "Get used to it, don't play in the afternoon." ”

"Oh......" Shi Yipeng was aggrieved, but he was not depressed at all, because in his heart, even if he was gone, even if he didn't play, the victory would be Quanda High School.

Shi Yipeng put on his coat, sat on the bench and looked at No. 15 on the field while drinking water: "Damon...... You wait! ”

At the same time, the 16th middle school on the court used a simple baseline ball tactic to stuff the ball into the hands of Li Zhongtong on the inside, rammed down two points, and the score came to 57:38.

Kong Lingzhao received a pass from the referee and was about to take a throw-in, but was blocked by Zou Qiang, who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Kong Lingzhao, who took two steps back for the first time with experience, took a look, and found that the situation on the field was very interesting-

Is the whole court pressing?

Interesting.