Rebirth of Basketball Boy

In the next offensive process of the third and sixth grades of high school, these freshmen in high school presented them with a problem. The five people used the zone defense tacitly. Yes, the zone defense tactics of putting the shots and not letting go, Li Yi was free throwing. He shot again near the line, but this time his luck was a little worse. The basketball bounced directly above the hoop. Han Dengyun stuck his body on No. 99. Fu Zijun easily took off the backboard without looking at his hands. Zhao Senming, who asked for the ball, directly raised his arm and threw the basketball toward the opponent's half court.

As early as when the basketball did not fall, the two buff figures had already rushed towards the opponent's half court. After the rebound was taken off, Zhao Senming pretended to step forward to get the ball to attract the opponent's attention, but Fu Zijun's basketball looked like The out of the chamber flew towards Yan Lingfeng who had already entered the opponent's half.

Yan Lingfeng’s first dunk may have shocked his opponent too much. No. 8 and No. 10, who rushed back to defend, chose this very threatening No. 11. Yan Lingfeng stopped and looked at the sweating two. The man smiled and said, "Are you missing someone?"

No. 8 and No. 10 were taken aback. Yan Lingfeng had already jumped high to meet the ball. No. 10 jumped up with him. The height of the two people was almost the same, but No. 10 stretched out his arms and could only touch Yan Ling. At the bend of Feng's arm, No. 8 had noticed Sun Feiying who was already ambushing in his own basket at this time, and hurriedly swayed his fat ass and ran towards him.

Yan Lingfeng who was in the air smiled slightly and said, "It's too late!"

He fished the basketball in his hand without any pause, and threw the ball directly. Sun Feiying received the ball and naughty stretched out his tongue to No. 8 who was panting not far away, lightly stretched his arms, and made a simple hit. Board shot made.

Less than two minutes into the game, the eighteenth class of the high school made four of four shots, leading 9 to 4.

It was a zone defense. Li Yi didn't seem to have much confidence in how he feels. After receiving the ball, he hesitated and passed the ball to No. 8 outside the left three-point line. Sun Feiying was two steps away from No. 8. Excessive action, let No. 8 take off comfortably.

As soon as No. 8 shot, Yan Lingfeng immediately started. Judging from the trajectory of the basketball shot, the ball was 100% off.When he ran to the cheerleading team of Grade 3 and 6 of high school, Yan Lingfeng happened to hear the excitement screams of the seniors around him, turning his head a little puzzled, just to see Han Dengyun standing helplessly on the bottom line preparing to serve.

The fast attack failed, Yan Lingfeng had to lower his speed and walked slowly to the opponent's half.

Zhao Senming attacked with the ball, still insisting on center tactics, carefully hanging the ball to Han Dengyun, who was stuck inside. Han Dengyun held the ball with both hands on his chest, and suddenly turned his back to the basket with a sharp half-turn around out of the shooting space. , No. 99 was shocked. It seemed that he didn't expect this fat man to have such agile pace. He immediately flew up and was about to block. Han Dengyun smiled slyly, holding the basketball in his arms again, and waited until the 99th flew there. When it was on top of his head, he threw the ball against his body.

The cheerleading team from the third and sixth grade of high school fell silent immediately. The ball scored and the penalty was added. Han Dengyun arrogantly touched his nose and stood on the free throw line. After receiving the basketball for a long time, the referee couldn't help but want to judge the violation. Only then did he carefully throw the ball out.

The basketball draws a beautiful arc in between, rubbing against the basket to make a nice sound, and then it flies off the bottom line very refreshingly.

The five men who were about to fight for rebounds were stunned on the spot. Yan Lingfeng smiled bitterly and shook his head and ran back to his half, patted Han Dengyun on the shoulder and asked, "This is called 2+0?" Han Dengyun pushed Yan away a little angrily. Ling Feng said depressed: "This is the real center! Look at O'Neal, he is the number one center in the NBA as he is not allowed to throw free throws!"

"O'Neal doesn't seem to have punished you with such a shocking three-fuck, right?" Yan Lingfeng is undoubtedly very hateful in Han Dengyun's eyes, but he is worried that he will not pass the ball for a while if he is angry. I was able to give him a glance and muttered: "It's rare and weird!"

"Stop talking nonsense, they are calling." Zhao Senming said solemnly.

"By the way, how did they score that ball last time? According to my many years of basketball career, that ball can't make it into the basket even with a level 12 wind." Yan Lingfeng asked suspiciously.

"Bouncing." Zhao Senming has devoted himself to the game. It seems that saying one more word will waste energy and physical strength.

"No way, my left hand is completely swollen. If the ball is dead, I will let Qingyun replace me. This can't be maintained." Yan Lingfeng applied with his left hand like a steamed bun.

"Well, go, the opponent is not very strong, we can handle it." Zhao Senming replied.

The chat between the two people irritated the opponent, and on the 8th, Yan Lingfeng's wish was satisfied and the ball was passed directly to the sideline, so our protagonist delivered 2 points and one assist in his first game. After his results, he ended honorably.

Xiang Qingyun happily took off her jacket and laughed: "God helps me too! I thought that the day I sat on the wooden floor would not get the chance to play!"

Yan Lingfeng walked down the court with his larger and larger left hand, and the pig demon said with concern: "Is it okay? Go to the hospital quickly."

Yan Lingfeng shook his head and sat down in front of the cheerleading team, and smiled: "It's not a big problem. After two days of training, it will be fine. The main reason is that the opponent doesn't have much strength. It doesn't matter whether I am or not. This game will definitely be won!"

The pig demon didn't say much, nodded and continued to move his gaze into the field.

Yan Lingfeng turned around and asked, "Do you need an narrator? The kind of passion."

Tian Hui, who was sitting in the front row, said with disdain: "No need, sister can understand!"

Song Deming replied very modestly: "Can you tell everyone about it? Sometimes I can see it in the clouds, just like your dunk, I don't think I can touch it with a stool under the basket."

Yan Lingfeng said sternly: "You can wear shoes with springs, monitor."

Song Deming looked surprised and asked, "That's not good for your feet, right? I said, how can people jump so high!"

Facing this idiot squad leader, Yan Lingfeng couldn't bear to keep teasing him, turned around and played the basketball commentary seriously.

"Looking at this ball, Senming and Zijun's pick-and-roll cooperation is so beautiful. Zijun immediately took apart and ran outside the three-point line after he finished blocking. Senming cleverly blocked the opponent's number 21 while passing the ball. Jun is completely empty, ok, yes. Fu Zijun's three-pointer is really accurate! I'm too far behind him at this point!"

"These idiots, if Sen Ming doesn't attack, does it mean that he has no ability to attack? He even put him so far, okay, beautiful cast!"

"No. 21 has been completely frightened by Zi Jun's accurate shot, alas, he can't make a hook so close!"

"The ball is beautiful. Deng Yun made a gesture for the ball, but Qingyun ran around him to the other side. No. 10 was completely blocked by Deng Yun's body. Sen Ming's ball was worn in time and beautiful shots. It's over, senior They were completely broken up."

"Wow, it's the first time I saw Dengyun jump so high, Ziyan, this must be your credit, you are so domineering, and Feiying can definitely run a hundred meters at a speed. These steps will complete the number 8. Throw it behind him, cut, layup with such an ugly posture!"

Speaking of this, Yan Lingfeng seemed to be aware of something, and immediately closed his mouth that had been chattering, and turned his head cautiously. The pig demon's expression was very strange, it seemed that there was a murderous intent hidden secretly, and at the same time, there was a kind of doubt that was solved. Relieved, Xiang Ziyan's expression was very flat, but the clenched fists gave Yan Lingfeng an urge to turn around and escape.

However, at this moment, he was fatter than Han Dengyun, and Liu Zhuofan, who was determined to catch up with Fragrant Ziyan in his academic performance, asked with a broken gong, "Ling Feng, Dengyun played well, why is Ziyan's credit?" ?"

Is this fat guy asleep when he talks in the dormitory?Or deliberately want to embarrass everyone in front of the pig demon at this time?Yan Lingfeng's brain is running fast. Based on the memory of his previous life and the contact during this period of time, Liu Zhuofan should not be the kind of person who hides a knife in a smile. That can only show that his EQ and IQ are not proportional at all!

"In fact, this is very easy to explain, just like you, didn't you use Ziyan as your motivation for learning? Deng Yun is the same." Yan Lingfeng casually explained a reason.

"But, are you playing basketball now? Is it that Xiangziyan basketball is also very good?" Perseverance, doubts must be asked because of his habit, but this habit is so annoying in Yan Lingfeng's eyes at this moment.

"That must be! It can be seen from Qingyun!" Yan Lingfeng felt that the brain cells were not enough now.

The five people on the field didn't know Yan Lingfeng's embarrassment at this time. Facing the two-year-old seniors who had no habit of respecting the elders, Fu Zijun's three-pointer was like an accurate Xiaoli Feidao, which was not a false shot; Han Dengyun sat under the basket with a solid body, making No. 99 graduate with honor before the first half was over; Sun Feiying's speed made the defending No. 8 desperate almost crying out; Zhao Senming's passing ball came in. The occasional breakthrough throws rarely pop up; Xiang Qingyun, who looks harmless to humans and animals, shows his sharp minions from time to time, and he is always there in places where there is space...

At the end of the game, there was no suspense. The eighth class of senior high school was 68 to 35 far ahead. After soliciting opinions from the head teacher of the sixth class of senior high school, the pig demon removed the violent five-person group that had not yet been hooked.

What embarrassed all the members of Class One and Eighth. In just 5 minutes, the high eighth class, who played on the bench, was forced by the opponent to close the score to less than 10 points. The pig demon was hesitant to change. When the main force was on, the referee blew the whistle at the end of the game.

70 to 61!

The eighth class students who won the first battle were all excited and yelling. After all, they defeated a team from the third-level department. At the age of high school, everyone's body is still developing. No matter how tall or physical, the students in high school are not in high school. The students are mature, so the victory of the eighth grade of high school is normal in the eyes of Yan Lingfeng and others. For other students who don't know much about basketball, it is a miracle.

Originally, everyone came to the stadium on the initiative of Pigmon and Tian Hui, and some people were a little unwilling. But after watching the first game, almost everyone begged the Pigmon to allow them to continue to watch the game in the next game, whether you know it or not. Knowing basketball, they can see their classmates running and sweating on the basketball court for class honor, and they will also have a sincere sense of pride.

All the faces of the third and sixth grades who lost the ball were very unsightly. Originally, when the head teacher told them that they were facing a bunch of freshmen in high school, they still confidently wanted to teach their opponents. As a result, these kids told them very well how basketball is played.

Li walked up to Fu Zijun with a heavy expression and said in a low voice: "Your three-pointers are accurate, but without your team of teammates, you would not have won."

Fu Zijun blinked and said, "You don't think I am the core of our class, do you?"

Li Yi wondered: "Isn't it? Although No. 8 is faster, but has no breakthrough ability. No. 15, our class has a lot of people with this ability. No. 11, only dunks. No. 5? He passed the ball well, but he didn’t have the ability to shoot. No. 13, if I were to defend him today, he wouldn’t be so rampant. Your shooting, passing, running and jumping are all pretty good, and today you guys Almost all of his offense revolves around you, I can't read it wrong."

Fu Zijun shrugged and said, "I was lucky today. I was drawn by the lottery."

Li Yi felt that now his head was full of small stars, and he obviously couldn't keep up with the thinking of the current freshman, and sighed unwillingly, turned his head and walked back.

"Tomorrow is the second game. Let's go, Zijun and Ling Feng, you guys find a place to play. Let's go back to the dormitory to draw lots. I had a hard time holding it today!" Sun Feiying yelled Zhao Senming.

"And me..." Xiang Qingyun shouted unwillingly.

"What are you talking about?" Tian Hui asked inexplicably when he came over.

"Draw lots. Last night, Zijun drew the king who represents today's free attack. I must draw the king of tomorrow's game!" Sun Feiying explained patiently.

"Are you looking down on my brother?" Xiang Ziyan asked.

"No, no, how could it be? Anyway, I guess Ling Feng won't be able to fight tomorrow. Let's go, Qingyun, let's draw lots together!" Han Dengyun hurriedly pulled Xiang Qingyun to show his favor.

"Damn, originally it was 33.33%, but now it's 25%. Are you so stupid that you have forgotten your friends?" Sun Feiying gritted his teeth.

"What are you talking about?" A cold voice rang above everyone's heads.

Yan Lingfeng and Fu Zijun crossed their shoulders and smirked with "I'm watching the fun" expressions.

"I heard you say that there are poker cards in your dormitory?" Pig demon asked with a smile.

Yan Lingfeng and Fu Zijun fled.

Sun Feiying stared at the two unjust guys and explained: "You got it wrong, teacher, we found five pieces of blank paper, and then wrote a king with a pen."

The pig demon nodded, seeming to have reluctantly accepted the explanation, and continued to ask: "Then who did you just say that you have forgotten your friend?"

Sun Feiying was sure that Yan Lingfeng had gone far, and replied solemnly: "Yan Lingfeng is interesting to a senior in the sixth grade. Didn't you see him deliberately release the water in today's game? After only playing for a while, he took the initiative to apply for termination. Up."

Yan Lingfeng, who was far from the scene, sneezed three times for no apparent reason.

Han Dengyun laughed seemingly honest, Xiang Qingyun wanted to explain something, looked at her expressionless sister, and could only pray silently for Yan Lingfeng in her heart.

"Are you betraying your friend like this?" Pig demon shook his head.

Sun Feiying shouted with a look of surprise: "Teacher, you won't really believe it?"

The pig demon gave a kick and smiled: "I'm not stupid enough!"