Rebirth of Basketball Boy

The point difference was only 2 points. The eighteenth squad, who holds the offensive power, saw the hope of equalizing and even overtaking. Yan Lingfeng took the ball from Han Dengyun, took a deep breath, and slowly advanced the ball.

The importance of this offense is self-evident. If it is successful, it can at least tie the score. Ruhong's morale will definitely increase, and it is not impossible to even win the game in one go.But if this attack fails, it will definitely give the 31st class a chance to breathe, and it will be hard to say who will die.

Standing at the top of the arc, Yan Lingfeng made a gesture to face Sun Zhenglei's defense, and then passed the ball to Sun Feiying, who came up. Sun Feiying did not pause with a swipe of his wrist and then passed the ball to Xiang Qingyun, empty-handed for a three-pointer. Running outside the line, facing Wu Fengtao's defense, Xiang Qingyun did not pause or dribble, and quickly passed the ball back to Sun Feiying.

This Sun Feiying just moved beyond the left three-point line. Zhang Peng obviously did not expect the basketball to return to Sun Feiying's hands. He did not follow up in time, resulting in a large area of ​​open space in front of Sun Feiying after receiving the ball. Zhang Peng secretly said not to think. When she was about to step forward and let go, Sun Feiying had already jumped up slightly, shaking her wrist, and then shot the basketball in her hand.

When the ball was still flying in the air, Feiying Sun had already raised his right hand high. He felt good when he shot it, so he firmly believed that the ball must be scored.The basketball didn't disappoint Sun Feiying, it swept across the sky like a meteor, and then got into the basket precisely.

48:49!

After struggling to catch up for most of the time, the eighteenth class of high school finally overtook the score. This was the first time they took the lead. Sun Feiying shouted excitedly and high-five Yan Lingfeng to congratulate, Han Dengyun shook his big ass and writhed. , Screamed and slapped his chest with both hands, like a gorilla in heat.

Manpower is sometimes poor. Wu Fengtao looked at the celebratory opponents and sighed slightly. His basketball skills are undoubtedly very superb, but he is not an excellent leader. Under such bad circumstances, except Apart from taking the lead, he couldn't think of a better way to curb the opponent's offense. Since the re-appearance of No. 11, he can clearly feel the change in the opponent's temperament. Perhaps this is the role of the leader!

"Teacher, we request a timeout!"

Without discussing with Wu Fengtao, Sun Zhenglei raised his hand decisively and said to the referee that this timeout has to be called and must not be called. They have only been overtaken by one point now. It is not too late to rein in the cliff, but if the timeout is not called to make a change. , The score between the two sides may be raging like a flood that opened the gate, and it will be very difficult to restore it.

Wu Fengtao walked off the court in silence, covered his head with a towel in a chair, and plunged himself into silence.Sun Zhenglei glanced at him with complicated eyes. He knew that Wu Fengtao had gone too smoothly on the basketball court since he was a child. The smoothness made him think that victory was only at his fingertips, and that smoothness made him feel a little helpless in this situation.

"We have to restrict the play of No. 11!" Sun Zhenglei shook his hand and said; "Limiting him is equivalent to strangling their second line of Ren Du to death. I have just observed carefully. Since he played, the opponent He controls the attacking and defensive rhythms! Before, I wondered why this team would have no core. Now I understand that their core has been hidden by the snow!"

"What's the use of knowing it? He can fly, buckle, pass and control, who can limit him? Squad leader, are you?" Zhang Peng asked after gutting.

"I can't, but one person can!" Sun Zhenglei ripped off the towel from Wu Fengtao's head and said sharply: "Feng Tao! Are you a man? If you are a man, stand up bravely and fight for me! In our minds You will always be the invincible king! Are you going to disappoint us all?"

Wu Fengtao still did not speak. He slowly raised his head to look at the position of the eighteenth class of High School. He glanced at the number 11, but the flames flickered under his calm eyes. He took a deep breath and Wu Fengtao grasped. Tightened his fists and bit his lip, he replied, "I will try my best!"

Sun Zhenglei nodded lightly, his eyes drifted over Liu Ba who was sitting in the corner with his head down and silent. After hesitating for a while, he said: "Old Liu, go on and replace Huang Wei. Now we can't take care of that much. We must To maintain pressure on the opponent's inside line, you just have to control your fouls, and would rather let your opponent score than never foul, remember?"

"Yeah." Liu Ba nodded faintly and agreed, and there was also a surge of warfare in his eyes.

Sun Zhenglei's time-out was very timely, and timely stopped the decline in morale of the 31st class high.The players who are back on the court are no longer dejected as they were just now, because they are warriors from the basketball class. The honor of the class does not allow them to fail, and they cannot fail.

Wu Fengtao attacked with the ball, and Yan Lingfeng was still defending him. This is the fourth time the two people faced off in today’s game. In the first three confrontations, Wu Fengtao won twice, but that was in Yan. Yan Lingfeng won the third time when Ling Feng was not in the state, but he used a little trick, so he drew a big question mark as to whether the two people are strong or weak.

Wu Fengtao was not eager to dribble and break through, but held the ball under his shoulders with both hands, looking directly at Yan Lingfeng's eyes with deep and secluded eyes, and silently listening to his heartbeat without a word.This is a very clever psychological tactic. The reason why Wu Fengtao did this is to imply that Lin Xiao, I am confident to defeat you, so I am not in a hurry to start attacking, because even a few seconds is enough.

There was a faint smile on Yan Lingfeng’s face. No one knew what he was thinking. Wu Fengtao was not eager to attack, nor did he rush to steal the ball. The two of them stood in a stalemate until the time referee prompted to attack. With 10 seconds left, Wu Fengtao suddenly moved as if he heard the sound of the starting gun. His shoulders shrugged, his eyes were like electricity, and he turned around and jumped to dribble and retreat in one go, avoiding Yan Lingfeng. After the defensive range, calmly take off and shoot.

Seeing Wu Fengtao’s graceful shooting posture, Yan Lingfeng sighed secretly. He did not expect that Wu Fengtao would retreat as an advance for this ball, withdrawing to shoot from beyond the three-point line, coupled with his strong outside body, wanting It is impossible to keep up and defend.

The basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then fell lightly into the basket.

Sun Feiying just made a three-pointer to overtake the score. Wu Fengtao immediately used a three-pointer to pull the score back. This is the role that the ace player should have.Wu Fengtao watched the basketball into the basket, glanced at Yan Lingfeng expressionlessly, turned around and ran back slowly towards his own half.

"Haha, it's a bit interesting." Although Yan Lingfeng was thrown into a three-pointer by his opponent, Yan Lingfeng was not at all frustrated. After talking to himself with a cheerful smile, he took Fu Zijun's serve. He advanced to the opponent's half with a smile.

Wu Fengtao just waited at the top of the arc, with a cold, murderous expression.

Yan Lingfeng rubbed his nose, seeing this posture Wu Fengtao was going to fight himself!Waved his hand to signal Han Dengyun to come forward for the pick-and-roll, Yan Lingfeng leaned on his side to protect the basketball and moved slowly.

With the help of Han Dengyun, Yan Lingfeng successfully got rid of Wu Fengtao's entanglement and rushed in.Liu Ba changed his defense with a furious expression, but he didn't expect that Yan Lingfeng would not even look at him. When he crossed his hands and changed directions, he shook Liu Ba a little bit, and then rushed directly from his side. Facing the empty basket, Yan Lingfeng didn't directly choose to layup, but dribbled to the basket and stopped. With a light arm, he was about to shoot.

But at the moment when the basketball was about to leave his hand, Yan Lingfeng smiled and took back the right hand holding the basketball high. At this moment, a small mountain turned out to be heavy on him, Yan Ling Feng had taken precautions early, and he took advantage of the situation and threw the basketball in his hand toward the rebound from a narrow angle.

After the basketball hit the backboard, it bumped up the rim again, and then mischievously got into the net.

At the same time as the basketball entered the basket, the referee blew the whistle with a beep. His gesture clearly explained four words: the ball is in, the penalty is added!

Yan Lingfeng pushed away Liu Ba who was pressing on him, slowly got up from the ground, and even high-five with Han Dengyun with a smile, congratulated them for equalizing the score, and also for the successful foul of Liu Ba.

Liu Ba was stupid, paralyzed on the ground foolishly, his eyes were hollow, his eyes were dull, his head was covered with his hands, he seemed to be unable to believe that his finals was over, and he seemed unwilling to face this cruelty. In the end, it seemed that a drop of turbid tears leaked from his fingers.

"Old Liu, don't be sad, trust us! The victory must be ours!" Li Kun walked over and squatted beside Liu Ba and comforted.

Liu Ba shook his head lightly and murmured: "I'm sorry, I..."

"Don't say it, no one will blame you." Sun Zhenglei patted Liu Ba on the shoulder and said: "We will carry you on our backs and continue fighting! Let's go and rest first."

With Li Kun's support, Liu Ba slowly got up, took a deep look at Yan Lingfeng, turned his head and walked off the field lonely.

Standing on the free throw line, Yan Lingfeng easily hit, and the team took the lead again.

The 31st squad attacked again, Wu Fengtao once again successfully beat Yan Lingfeng, leaning back and hitting a jumper. He scored his 20th point in the game and also allowed the team to overtake the score.

After the offense was over, the referee also blew the whistle for the end of the third quarter, and the two players took a break from the field, and the fourth quarter is about to be more intense and cruel.

Although the score was lagging behind, the members of the eighteenth class of high school looked like they had already won. They walked off the field with their heads held high. Everyone had a confident smile on their faces, but when their ass just touched the chair, The original shape was immediately revealed, and one of them collapsed on the chair and panted heavily.

Yan Lingfeng was especially bad, his forehead was full of beads of sweat, his face was pale, his limbs were vacant, he took a bottle of water and twisted it for a long time without twisting the bottle cap.

"Thanks." Zhao Senming took the water bottle from Yan Lingfeng's hand, and after unscrewing it, he handed the water to Yan Lingfeng and said softly.

"It's okay." Yan Lingfeng was not polite. After taking a sip from "Gudong Gudong", he put the water bottle on top of his head and poured it upside down, and replied with a gentle shake of his head.

Zhao Senming just nodded, and didn't say anything. Yan Lingfeng and him are in urgent need of rest now, and talking too much is not good.

Soon, the referee's whistle urging the players to continue the game sounded.Yan Lingfeng sighed slightly, and slowly stood up with the back of the chair. If he could choose, he wouldn't be playing right now. He is already in a state of extreme fatigue, and he doesn't want to stand up after sitting down. Up.But he has no choice. They are a team. If the team needs him, he must play.

"Mother, let me rest for a while and I will die!" Han Dengyun cursed and followed Yan Lingfeng's side and whispered: "Ling Feng, hit me more in a while, they can't help me."

"Yeah." Yan Lingfeng nodded slightly, he thought so too. After Liu Ba fouled and left the field after graduation, the inside line of the 31st class of high school is now only supported by Li Kun, the new Huang Wei. More like a decoration.