Rebirth of Basketball Boy

Sun Feiying, who succeeded in the steal, didn't stop, and patted forward directly, boosting the already extremely fast speed, and riding away in the shocked eyes of the audience.

Zhang Meng realized that the moment Sun Feiying started up, but he could only sigh helplessly when he saw Sun Feiying's speed. The speed of No. 8 was not below him at all, not to mention that it was activated first. I couldn't catch up, so I could only give a fiercely stunned No. 5, and ran to his own half, not to grab the ball before Sun Feiying, but to do a little bit of personnel, maybe this 8 No layup?

Sun Feiying's performance made him very disappointed. Sun Feiying, who dribbled the ball to the frontcourt, made a safe layup and sent the ball to the basket. The lesson of No. 22 from the opponent in yesterday's game was right in front of him. He didn't want to pretend. B is not an anti-being day.

After Sun Feiying tackled the fast break and went to basketball, the score was pulled to 5 points, 7 to 2. As soon as the game started, the eighteenth class established the lead.

In the next high second and third class offense, No. 5 did not give Sun Feiying a chance to steal, and carefully guarded the ball until Zhang Meng came to his side before handing it out.Zhang Meng came out at the top of the arc to dribble under the crotch. Sun Feiying was speechless for a while and couldn't help muttering, "Aren't you tired?"

Zhang Meng sneered: "You know what a fart! Haven't you seen the NBA? How can Iverson's offense miss the crotch dribble?"

Sun Feiying sneered: "Iverson dribbles under the crotch to pass others. I really don't see any use under your crotch." "Is it?" Zhang Meng said that suddenly started, and the basketball was fast under the crotch. Transfer to the right hand, while the body flies out toward the right.Sun Feiying rubbed his nose and let Zhang Meng break through from his side, and smiled: "Is this the purpose of your crotch?"

When Yan Lingfeng heard Sun Feiying’s words, he couldn’t help but hey, Zhang Meng’s breakthrough speed was fast, but his intention was too obvious. He fully believed that Sun Feiying had also judged his breakthrough direction, and it could be before he started. Stand in your position, but now the situation on the field is obvious. Although the referee is not a black whistle, if the two collide, it is certain to favor the opponent. Sun Feiying has already committed a foul. There is no need to bet on the referee's ideas.Although Sun Feiying had passed, there was still Han Dengyun, a big guy who looked at him, waiting to make up for the defense.

Zhang Meng easily rushed to the free throw line. Facing Han Dengyun who was guarding the inside line, he frowned slightly, and decisively chose to stop the jumper. With Sun Feiying’s lesson just now, Han Dengyun was too lazy to jump out and block. Just shoot if you want. It doesn't matter if you score. Anyway, you are the only one to attack. Even if you can throw every ball in, we can hit it back right away. Are you tired?This is Han Dengyun’s thoughts. Yan Lingfeng off the court stared at the stupid big man curiously. Seeing that he had made the most correct choice, he couldn’t help but become curious. He didn’t expect Han Dengyun’s stupid big stadium. Wisdom is still very good!

The undefended Zhang Meng easily threw the basketball in his hand and fell into the net with precision.Zhang Meng let out a loud shout of excitement after landing. Everyone in Class 8 looked at him with idiot eyes. Han Dengyun couldn't help but laughed and said, "I don't know what you are happy after I scored such a trash ball. strength?"

Zhang Meng is not a stupid person. He quickly thought of the reason why he could make a move so easily. His complexion instantly darkened, and he peeked at the expressionless referee, clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and returned to him. Halftime.

Zhao Senming dribbled the ball and attacked. He easily turned around and passed the defensive No. 5, squeezed into the inside line with No. 13 who came from the defense, and shook No. 13 with a gesture and turned his head to remind him kindly: "Senior, you Seems to miss someone, right?" The 13 who was in the air rolled his eyes helplessly. After the game, his group would definitely be out of anger.

Basketball straightly found the undefended Xiang Qingyun. No. 5 and No. 13 who flicked Zhao Senming completely ignored the 15th who looked like a dragon player. Xiang Qingyun sent the ball into the basket with a standard jumper from mid-range.

The defense of the eighth class of high school became completely symbolic. Zhang Meng attacked the basket in the half court of the eighth class by himself. He exhausted every breakthrough and focused his attention on every shot.He didn't dare not try his best. When he was slack, Sun Feiying's palm could always appear on the basketball from an incredible angle, and then easily steal the ball.He didn't dare to worry about it. The eighth class's attack was too sharp. Every time he attacked, he could easily pass the ball to the undefended player, and then the one who was emptied would either shoot or layup, it would always be easy. To score, as long as he misses the shot, the score will be quickly opened.

Only in the first half, Zhang Meng felt that his physical strength had been completely overdrawn. When the referee blew the whistle at the end of the first half, Zhang Meng, who was relieved, actually lay directly on the court, breathing powerlessly...

On the other hand, the people in the eighth class are indeed calm. The five people ended up talking and laughing. They did not consume much energy in the first half. They just opened their hands when defending, and they just walked slowly when attacking, and then moved in the open position. Waiting for the basketball.

The score is 44 to 32!

Although Zhang Meng tried his best, it was a pity that the performance of his teammates could not give him a trace of support, as if he was scared of being beaten. Knowing that people in the eighteenth class of high school would not choose to play alone, but it is still habitual. A lot of open opportunities are created in this way.

Why do the dreams of the stars destroy the six dreams when facing Greece, Lithuania and other European teams, there is a feeling that the tigers are the best, and they have no way to speak, although their physical fitness is good enough, although their shooting is accurate enough, although their The breakthrough is sharp enough, but all of this is no match for a phrase that seems to be well understood, that is, "Share basketball!"

Yes, share basketball. This is proposed by Yan Lingfeng, who is reborn, in response to the current situation of the eighth class. Except for Yan Lingfeng and even Xiang Qingyun, everyone else used to play basketball is the team’s first attack point, habitual. Want to possess the ball, habitually want to dominate the ball, such a combination of members looks gorgeous enough in the small circle of Shuiyun Yizhong, but what should they do when they meet a real opponent?

The pre-match draw in the previous games was due to this situation, but this is not a long-term solution after all. It is easy to say when you encounter a weak opponent, but what should be done when the high school eighth class faces a real strong enemy ?Yan Lingfeng didn't sleep well that night. He had already firmed up his basketball path. Since he likes it and now has a strong physical fitness, why not?But if you want to take a sunny avenue on the road of basketball, the first step is to prove your strength in the CHBA. Yan Lingfeng deeply understands that basketball is always a matter of five people. If you want to make a difference in CHBA, you It is necessary to have a group of strong teammates. Fortunately, in the same class as Feisenzideng, the so-called four kings, Yan Lingfeng has the confidence to dominate the campus.

The next question is how to make Class 8 stronger, more frightening, and more impressive to the school’s coaches. Yan Lingfeng understands that if we play in the previous games, the finals will be There will be people who have been overlooked by the coach. Yan Lingfeng does not want any of his four brothers to feel disappointed.When the Chinese men’s basketball team meets the dream team at the Olympic World Championships, although the score difference will be relatively large, the scene is not unsightly. On the contrary, when facing European strong teams such as Lithuania and Russia, they always It makes people feel suffocated and bound. The opponent stands still, and then the basketball in his hand is passed around. After a dazzling pass, it is always easy to find the teammate in the open position.Isn't this tactic of mobilizing opponents by passing the ball suitable for the current eight-squad lineup?

Thinking of this, Yan Lingfeng, who was a little excited, immediately called out the sleeping roommates and said his thoughts. Although everyone who was awakened was a bit dissatisfied, after listening to Yan Lingfeng’s thoughts , Immediately threw that point of dissatisfaction to Java, and discussed the feasibility of this tactic with great interest. In the face of the ghosts of these animals in the middle of the night, Guo Fangzhen had nothing to do, lying on the bed and fighting. While watching novels on TV, Liu Zhuofan is maddened by foreign affairs. Fat people’s sleep needs are already great. Not only was Liu Zhuofan awakened from his sleep, but the discussion of these animals became louder and pitiful. The fat man covered his quilt and burst into tears...

Judging from the situation in the first half, this tactic of sharing the ball was successful. Although several people seemed a bit jerky in terms of cooperation, Yan Lingfeng fully believed that as the game deepened and time passed, the eighth class Everyone's transmission ball will definitely become more and more tacit and unsolvable.

In the second half of the game, Zhang Meng had difficulty standing straight up and breaking through. His stamina was completely exhausted, and every step he took seemed to exhaust all his strength. The game was completely under the control of Class 8. The pig demon may not want to rush to kill, so that the opponent's face will not look good on stage.When the eighth class had secured the victory, the five players were replaced and a decent rookie team headed by Song Deming was sent to the court to deal with it.

The referee blew his whistle and the game was over.

Yan Lingfeng stood up from the bench with a smile, and put a heart completely into his stomach. He could finally make his debut before the end of the eighth class. Fortunately, it was not too late.

The four quarter-finals were played at the same time. Due to the relatively small number of fouls, the eighth class was the first to end. Yan Lingfeng and Sun Feiying, who did not consume much energy, went to another venue to observe their next steps. The opponent's situation.

The two sides in this field are the third and fifth class and the 29th class. Yan Lingfeng looked at the scoreboard, 48 to 48, and the two sides ended up in a tie, but I don't know how long the game will be over.

The referee in charge of the timing seemed to have guessed what Yan Lingfeng was thinking, and reminded him when he died of a ball: "The game has 54 seconds to end. Hurry up."

Wearing a blue Kings jersey, Grade 3 and Grade 5 in high school control the ball. The ball-handling No. 10 has a calm face, as if he has not been affected by time at all, and consumes the game time calmly. The players in Grade 29 seem to be affected. Like his influence, the nervousness gradually eased.

Yan Lingfeng clearly saw a concealed smile on the corner of the player's mouth. For the defenders, what does it mean to be not nervous at the moment?It's slack!Sure enough, a dark blue shadow suddenly emerged from the crowd of the high twenty-ninth class, standing on the three-point line outside to the No. 10 pass and taking off calmly. At this time, the high twenty-ninth class player in charge of defense I haven't even reacted yet.

The basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air, and fell into the hoop.

The sound of "brush!" was so sweet and piercing in the noisy venue. In the ears of the students in the third and fifth class of high school, the sound of wearing the net is so beautiful, even if this song is only for the neon clothes in the sky. At this moment, there is no such thing as exciting!In the ears of the twenty-ninth class of high school students, this sound was like a death knell from hell. A simple three-pointer became a stumbling block that they would never be able to step through on the way to promotion.

The players of the 29th class, who could still tremble with the third and fifth high school before, were completely defeated by this ball. Then, in their offensive process, they even passed the ball directly out of the sideline. Have fighting spirit, if they still have a heart to never give up, maybe they still hope to make a comeback in this game, but all of this is if, the referee blew the whistle, the game is over, all if it becomes a if forever ...

With the whistle, the next opponent in the eighteenth class of high school also lifted the veil. The third and fifth class of high school faced the Sacramento Kings. The core player No. 10 Qiu Yunfei, the main attack point was No. 4 Wang Jie and No. 16 Sun Gang.Offensive and defensive are relatively balanced, it is a very difficult team to deal with.

Yan Lingfeng thought about the information about the third and fifth class in his heart, and walked slowly back to the dormitory. It was close to one week before the start of the game. At this moment, it can be seen from today’s game that this one There is nothing scary about the team, as long as you strangle the opposing No. 10 point guard and believe that you can do it easily, the paper tiger's teeth will be pulled out.

Things are fickle and things are changing. What Yan Lingfeng didn't expect was that he would never have the opportunity to restrict Qiu Yunfei, and the eighteenth class of high school was almost swallowed by this paper tiger.

Stroking his left hand, who was almost healed, Yan Lingfeng walked back to the dormitory with everyone. The road to Yuanjia was narrow, and Wang Qun who was holding a basketball ready to go to the court happened on the road.

Han Dengyun immediately greeted him with a smirk like a blood mosquito, and patted Wang Qun on the shoulder with a smile: "I did not misunderstand you, you are really a man who counts, if you can't provoke fragrant purple smoke, you won't go. , OK, for your promised performance, please raise your head and walk in One Middle School."

Wang Qun's face turned greenish, his hatred gaze stared at the ground, Yan Lingfeng watched all this with interest, Han Dengyun's progress was obvious, and he learned this way of speaking backwards.

Sun Feiying stepped forward strangely and said: "It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, right? Wang Qun is only tolerating the humiliation of his hips for a while, and he will retaliate us ten times and one hundred times in the future. Haha, bright and secret, hurry up We can carry it out. Don't worry about that."

After the match was won, Zhao Senming's mood became heartened, and he responded, "That's that, Wang Qun's nickname is murderous, let's be careful."

Yan Lingfeng kindly relieved Wang Qun from the danger, but it was not how kind he was. Yan Lingfeng, who was a human for two generations, clearly understood the truth of either stepping on others or being stepped on. How could there be fairness?It's just that he really doesn't bother to waste time with this kind of beam jumping clown, and disdainfully said: "Go back to the dormitory, there is no need to waste time here! Isn't it as good as working on the one in your mind with this effort?"

"Haha, too, Ziyan, I'm here." Han Dengyun smirked and left Wang Qun and ran to the dormitory cheerfully.

If you want to hang MM, your image is very important. If Han Dengyun, who is in a stinky sweat, runs to Xiang Ziyan now, he won't kick him?

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