No one thought that Zhang Chaoyang, who was not welcome on the field, was actually a pistachio off the court.

After the father and son talked about whether it was formal or not, and what was informal and quite formal, the timer of the second quarter was halfway over.

Everyone was attracted by the "vignette" of the three, but the attention of three people stayed on the playing field, one was An Chunjing, the coach of Qingcheng No. 4 Middle School, and the other was Jiang Bo, who was sitting on the edge of the bench in Jian'an No. 16 Middle School.

At this time, the ups and downs of the two people's hearts were very strong, but An Chunjing's heart was more frightened than excited, and Jiang Bo's heart was full of surprise!

There was another person who was equally shocked, and that person was Zhang Ping, a reporter from the Jian'an Evening News.

In the first five minutes of the second quarter of the game, Wang Yu, the main player of the sixteenth middle school, did not play, Zhang Ping thought that the beginning would be a one-sided counterattack situation in Qingcheng No. 4, but he did not think that although Zou Qiang, who replaced Wang Yu, was not as eye-catching as Wang Yu, but when he was against Wei Qingpu, who had defended Zhang Chaoyang for a whole game, he did not fall behind!

Three outside shots, two of three, scored 5 points, and the defensive end only allowed the opponent to score two points on his head!

Not only that, but he can also cooperate with the organization guard Wang Lei to make the ball into the inside line and revitalize the internal and external connections of the 16th Middle School - this is really beyond Zhang Ping's expectations!

In just half a month, the No. 9 player, who failed to make him remember his name and performance in the finals of Jian'an City, has improved into an existence that is both offensive and defensive, and people cannot ignore it!

Zou Qiang's growth speed made Zhang Ping staggered!

It also ignited the hope and fighting spirit of Jiang Bo, who was also a substitute - can I too?

Five minutes passed, and the difference between the two teams not only did not narrow, but widened to nine points. The sixteenth middle school on the field seems to have changed from the "ball star" style to the "team ball" style.

The switching between the two styles was seamless and painless, which made An Chunjing's back chill off the field.

For the first time in this provincial competition, people who are over half a hundred years old have a bad sense of language - are they really going to stop here?

No, absolutely not!

An Chunjing suddenly stood up from the bench and whistled towards the field. Seeing Chang Zheng looking at him, An Chunjing put his right index finger against his left chest and knocked it twice.

No one noticed the subtle movement, but Chang Zheng, who was advancing with the ball, had already understood the coach's instructions.

Chang Zheng spread the five fingers of his left hand and raised it high above his head. After the players of Qingcheng No. 4 Middle School saw this cleanup, they quickly ran!

Chang Zheng changed the state of just passing the ball smoothly, and after passing the ball quickly to No. 6 Wei Qingpu for the first time in the opening game, he quickly cut longitudinally!

Wang Lei quickly followed, but Chang Zheng still grabbed the position first.

Stuck Wang Lei on his left side, Chang Zheng received Wei Qingpu's return pass steadily, did not hesitate, and took three steps faster!

When Wang Lei chased Chang Zheng to the penalty area, he realized that something was wrong.

Ah Fei, who should have appeared on the waistline of the right side of the penalty area to provide him with assistance defense, is gone, and Li Zhongtong, who should have appeared under the basket, is actually behind his diagonal back!

Qingcheng No. 4 Middle School's running just now was too messy, and he couldn't figure out what kind of running method it was for a while, and he actually deceived their defensive formation into falling apart!

couldn't think too much, Wang Lei had no choice but to foul!

When the referee's whistle blew, Chang Zheng turned around and glanced at the basketball that was dripping around the rim of the basket, and finally spun out of the basket, lowered his head and walked to the free throw line, without any expression, and easily scored two points.

The score of the two teams, 44:37, Qingcheng No. 4 Middle School is 7 points behind.

When Wang Lei took the ball across the half court and passed the ball to Ah Fei who was in position on the left side, five people from Qingcheng No. 4 were like a giant net in his eyes, and they quickly changed their form!

The defensive formation, which had just gathered near the tower, instantly concentrated around Ah Fei.

It's so fast that it's hard to believe that this is a formation adjustment done by five separate individuals! Because their synchronization rate is too high! It's like a defensive machine controlled by a handle!

Standard two-three defense!

"It's joint defense!"

With Wang Lei's shout, Ah Fei's return pass also flew over.

The moment Wang Lei received the ball, his left hand instructed Xiaoqiang to land on the extension line on the right side of the free throw line, and Ah Fei on the other side needless to say, he had already stood opposite Xiaoqiang.

"Captain!" Before Wang Lei's shout fell, Li Zhongtong had already mentioned the position of the free throw line, and Zhang Likun crossed the penalty area from the left and moved to the right.

The movement of the five people was also fast, as soon as the formation of the three of them fell into place, Wang Lei directly hung the ball and introduced the ball into Li Zhongtong's hands, and Ah Fei and Zou Qiang on both sides also tacitly ran along the three-point line to the bottom corner!

Such a joint defense formation reached such a level of proficiency, which really surprised Zhang Ping, and the performance in the finals of Jian'an No. 16 Middle School, the surprise in Zhang Ping's eyes was even stronger!

Wang Lizhong was also very satisfied with the temporary response of no one on the field, the communication of the whole team was very smooth, and the execution effect was also passing.

But something happened that shocked everyone!

At the same moment when the five people in the sixteenth middle school started the formation of the unitary three, Chang Zheng shouted: "One, one, one!" "Almost at the same time, the five people in Qingcheng No. 4 ran to their respective defensive targets!

As soon as Li Zhongtong turned around, he crashed into Rubin's defensive circle, which was as tall as him, and Chang Zheng, who was in the high post, stopped Wang Lei, who was about to move to the left, forcing him to stop at the top of the three-point line.

And Wei Qingpu, who had already retracted back to defend, easily caught up with Zou Qiang, who ran to the bottom corner of the right side, and by the way, interfered with the passing path between Li Zhongtong and Zhang Likun for his teammate Lin Yu, until Lin Yu fell into place!

Only Wei Haijing was still chasing Ah Fei in the audience!

Ah Fei relied on his faster speed and took the lead in cutting into the penalty area, but Rubin's almost crazy "Sakuragi Hanamichi-style" wave interference successfully delayed Li Zhongtong's pass!

All four teammates on the field were controlled, and there was no chance to pass the ball for a while!

In desperation, Li Zhongtong could only choose to drop the ball!

Say it's too late, then it's too soon! As soon as the basketball broke away from Li Zhongtong's left hand, it was quickly cut behind him by a hand deep behind him!

It's a permanent sign!

Li Zhongtong, who was cut the ball, turned back in panic, only to find that the initiator had already run towards his own half with the ball at full speed! And half a meter behind him is the only one standing at the top of the three-point arc and the closest to his own half - Wang Lei!

"Impossible!" Wang Yu's heart was very shocked, because before cutting the ball, Chang Zheng had always turned his back to Li Zhongtong diagonally behind him! There was no chance to see Li Zhongtong make a move to drop the ball!

How did he do it?!

The doubts in his heart have not been put down, and Chang Zheng's slightly sluggish steps on the field startled him to stand up and shout!

"Don't chase after Old Lei!"

But he was still a step too late.

The referee's whistle sounded again, Wang Lei and Chang Zheng landed in parallel, and this time, the corners of Chang Zheng's mouth hooked up a smile.

"Two points, one penalty!"