Slam Dunk: My Study Abroad Career in Northern Hunan

Chapter 8 Desperate teammates!
"Hey, center, why don't you stand inside and ask the ball to come out?"

"Just now if you were inside, I could pass the ball to you, and you could score. What are you doing running out?"

Just as Budao was running to the baseline to pick up the ball, two first-year players came back to catch the ball, and the guard who had just broken through with the ball came behind Budao, muttering and complaining.

In his opinion, it was Budo's mistake that caused his team to lose the chance to score, not his failure to make an open space.

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"I can't stand it anymore!"

When Wu Dao, who had just squatted down to pick up the ball, heard this, his blood surged, and the veins on his forehead twitched violently.He grabbed the basketball with one hand, turned his head slowly, stared at his teammate with a ferocious face, threw the ball over, and said word by word:

"You! Come here! Open! Ball!"

Budou's ferocious expression still made Inoue Rensaburo a bit scruples. Although Budao looked very thin, but after all his height was there, Budao with a ferocious face, not to mention, really had some deterrent power.

"Tch serve and serve."

"Remember to pass the ball to me, I am the team's defender!"

Inoue Rensaburo took the basketball, mumbled and walked beyond the baseline, passed the basketball to Budou after reaching the bottom line, then stepped back to the court quickly, and made a motion towards Budou to catch the ball.

Unexpectedly, Budo, who got the basketball, ignored Ren Saburo Inoue at all, and pushed forward with the basketball to the frontcourt on his own.

The change in the first-year backcourt was noticed by coach Anxi Zhengyi on the sidelines. As a referee, he had given the referee whistle to a third-year player at some point, and he himself sat on a stool by the side of the court. Holding a clipboard in his hand, writing something on it.

Seeing the change in the first-year ball-handling players, Masayoshi Anzai stopped what he was doing, raised his head and looked at Budo who was advancing with the ball.

The defensive pressure put on the first-year team by the second and third-year teams is actually not very great, at least the defense of the senior team has not invaded the backcourt of the first-year team.

Therefore, Budo's dribbling speed is not very fast. While adapting to the field, he slowly moves forward with the ball.

The offensive formation of the first grade was out of order. Inoue Rensaburo, who was serving from the baseline, didn't say much after seeing Budo control the ball. He quickly ran across the center line and settled outside the three-point line, while the others The teammates are also distributed in the middle and long distance, guarded by several senior players.

Seeing Budao advancing with the ball, the first-year players all looked at Budao blankly, neither moved nor responded, just stood there stupidly, as if waiting for Budao's offensive performance.

Budo came to the front court with the ball, and Chiba Oishi brought his brains this time, and instead of running out to defend foolishly, he stabilized on the inside.

Martial arts along the way, no one guards him.

"Why are these teammates looking at me stupidly?"

"Running! Pick and roll! Is it possible that such a position is still waiting for me to pass the ball?!"

But Wu Dao, who came to the frontcourt with the ball, was dumbfounded when he saw the positions of his teammates. None of these first-years thought about running pick-and-rolls, and they all stood beside the senior seniors, looking at Bu Dao, There is no intention of getting rid of the defense at all.

Such a position made Wu Dao, who was passing the ball intentionally, quite passive.

"These people are the elite recruited by Wushi Middle School? What kind of rotten fish and shrimp?"

Two seconds after Budao came to the frontcourt, there was still no sign of any player showing signs of moving. He couldn't help shaking his head secretly, and glanced at Chiba Oishi standing inside, Budao decided to attack by himself.

"Give it a try, maybe my offense can drive the enthusiasm of my teammates to attack."

Bu Dao brought the ball near the three-point line. His actions seemed to have stimulated the senior players. The senior player who was defending another player ran directly towards Bu Dao.

For defense, when Budo wanders 2~3 meters outside the three-point line, the senior players can ignore it, but when Budo shows his intention to enter the inside line, it is impossible to let it go.

"Empty!"

Bu Dao, who was lowering his body and preparing to speed up, suddenly saw a defensive player running towards him. Behind his vision, there was a huge gap between his teammates.

Sensing an opportunity, Budo smashed the ball, and when the basketball rebounded to his waist, he quickly slapped the basketball with his right hand.

"Snapped!"

With a soft sound, the basketball passed through the senior players who came to defend like a cannonball, and flew straight towards Bu Dao's teammates.

"Um?!"

"Pass the ball!"

The team member who was about to defend Budo felt a red light pass by him quickly. When he came back to his senses, he had lost the best time to intercept.

The timing of Budo's pass is very good, and the placement of the basketball is also calculated by Budo. His teammates only need to take a small step forward to receive the ball easily.

Although I don't feel much about shooting in martial arts, I can still grasp the pass.In this game, his plan is to use his court vision and golf intelligence to win the favor of the coach!
Just when he thought his team would score because of the space he created, a scream came from the field.

"Ah~"

It turned out that Budo's teammate was not ready to catch the ball at all. He didn't realize that Budo would pass the basketball to him. out.

After the team member screamed in surprise, he also looked at Wu Dao with a confused face, and then showed a dull and innocent expression.

This sudden scene made the entire stadium quiet again, and the next second, Mitsui Shou and others who were watching the game from the sidelines burst out laughing again.

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

"Look at that guy, the basketball flew out of the field, and he still looks dazed! Hahahaha!"

Mitsui Shou laughed loudly, even the players around him who watched the game also laughed.Even the coach Anxi Zhengyi couldn't help shaking his head while covering his head when he saw this scene, and then looked at Bu Dao.

"This kid grasped the opportunity very well. Although the dribble seems to have a sense of stiffness, but the court vision is not bad."

"The pass was strong, but the negligence of the receiver turned the ball into a turnover."

"The dribbling is so-so. You can't play as a guard, but you should have no problem playing as a supporting center or power forward."

"From the previous attack, it can be seen that this kid can play the pick-and-roll, and he will work hard. If he cooperates with Ah Shou, our Wushi Middle School will be able to reach a higher level this year."

"The height is also very good. Although the strength is not very good, it should be no problem to rely on this height to help grab rebounds."

"After practicing for a period of time, it should still become stronger."

"Look at this kid's defense again. If the defense is good, you can mention the starting power forward position!"

Although the opening was only a few minutes long, Masayoshi Anzai had already thought a lot about it. In his mind, there was already a picture of Budo and Hisashi Mitsui connecting together to attack.Just as Anxi was looking forward to the future in his mind, there were quarrels in the stadium.

"Hey! You guy, can you pass the ball!"

"If you can't pass the ball, just hit your center forward, don't run out of my possession!"

"You know, I am the defender of our team!"

Ren Saburo Inoue chuckled a few times after seeing Budao pass the ball out of bounds, then raised his head, came to Budao's body and reprimanded him loudly, maybe it was Budao's pass just now that gave him confidence.

"I don't want to be told by someone like you that I can't pass the ball."

"After all, I didn't pass the ball over someone's head!"

Budou was not polite in the face of Inoue Rensaburo's ridicule, and directly retorted.Then, regardless of Rensaburo Inoue's expression, he glanced at the "sluggish" players who were still standing there, and returned to the defense with a blank face.

"This bastard..." Inoue Rensaburo blushed from Budao's ridicule, until after Budao left, he choked out such a sentence.

Although Bu Dao didn't blame the teammate who missed the ball, two consecutive mistakes in the team also made his expression cool down.After returning to the arena, Wu Dao walked into the inner circle and calmed down, with a gloomy expression.

"Although it's just a practice match, I don't want to lose either!"

"I don't want to lose to junior high school students!"

(End of this chapter)