Rebirth of Basketball Boy

Because of Yan Lingfeng’s accidental injury, Xiang Qingyun, who was sitting firmly in the starting position, walked past Yan Lingfeng with a sullen hair flick, leaving a very disdainful sentence: "Just like Wang Qun? Hot blood. Putting it on him is an insult to the extensive and profound Chinese characters!"

Thinking that this is the case, Yan Lingfeng nodded with approval, wishing to say "This pinch, replay!" to the unnecessary camera, Yan Lingfeng sat at the front of the cheerleading team with thick gauze wrapped in his left hand. Very conspicuous.Han Dengyun suspected that he was blocking Xiang Ziyan’s sight. Several times he wanted to come over and move him to the back. In the entire class, except for him and Fu Zijun, no one really could look at Yan Lingfeng’s eyes. Of course, he was suspected of eating when he was a child. Except for the pig demon who has experienced hormones.

Yan Lingfeng rascally threatened that if Han Dengyun dared to be tough, he would rather pass the ball to his opponent when he recovered. Han Dengyun, a simple child, was threatened by Yan Lingfeng who was ten years older than him. Dingy turned his head and fled.

Yan Lingfeng looked at Han Dengyun's back triumphantly, thought about it, moved his chair, and made room for Fragrant Purple Smoke so that he could watch that big stupid bear abuse the king group.

"You blocked me!" A clear voice came from behind. There is no need to look back. Yan Lingfeng also knows the owner of the voice. Regarding Tian Hui, a violent woman who specializes in statistics, Yan Lingfeng dare not offend, so she has to take a chair. Moved a short distance aside.

He looked back obediently, yes, Qin Xuedan stared at him expressionlessly, and continued to move. Yan Lingfeng had moved the very edge of the cheerleader's phalanx in this class, and muttered a bit of dissatisfaction. Of course, no one heard What he said.

At this time, with a whistle from the referee, the 1∕8 finals of the Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School basketball match officially opened between the two freshman classes. The lineup of the first and fifth grades of high school was obviously shorter than that of the eighth class, and Han Dengyun No. 3 player Yan Lingfeng who jumped the ball may not be as high as himself, but a scene that surprised everyone appeared.

As the basketball was tumbling and rising, No. 3, wearing a blue Pistons uniform, jumped into the air early. Han Dengyun was taken aback, and then showed a sarcasm. It seemed that his opponent was a rookie. Before reaching the highest point, he will return to the ground.

Han Dengyun stared at the orange basketball, exerting his legs slightly, ready to jump at any time.

It's now!Han Dengyun yelled and raised his right hand to greet the basketball that had begun to fall. He saw the hem of No. 3's jersey. Han Dengyun smiled, thinking that it will be your shorts in 0.1 second, right?

An unpleasant feeling arose in Yan Lingfeng's heart that this number 3 hadn't even had a tendency to fall. Isn't this kind of stagnation really terrifying?

What disappointed Han Dengyun was that when he saw the opponent's shorts, the basketball had already flew far to the opponent's half.Looking at the expressionless No. 3 with a bit of astonishment, Han Dengyun cursed abnormally and turned his head and walked towards his halftime.

In June of 2004, the Detroit Pistons, with their unpretentious basketball style and sincere cooperation of the team, unexpectedly defeated the Los Angeles Lakers of the four kings, and won the championship. Basketball is ugly, but the identity of the champion still makes them loved by many fans, such as the opponent in front of them.

The number 3 of the jump ball should be played in the center position, Yan Lingfeng smiled bitterly, really has the style of Big Ben!

Wang Qun’s number is 36. It is expected that he should appear at the power forward position like Rashid Roar. According to Zhao Senming, he and Fu Zijun have similar characteristics, and they are also the type of shooting skills, but his The shooting range did not extend beyond the three-point line. Today's confrontation between the two teams' power forwards should be based on who has a smoother hand style.

The three players who seem to be less than 1.8 meters tall are wearing No. 1, No. 32, and No. 22 respectively. They should be the ones playing outside three positions.

At the beginning of the game, Yan Lingfeng still couldn't see their characteristics. It is probably arty. If they have the style of the Pistons and Five Tigers like No. 3, then the eighth class with confidence before the game would really have to make a big deal to win. Question mark.

The No. 1 point guard player is the shortest on the court. It looks good to have a length of 1.7 meters. He wore a white headband very pretentiously and faced Zhao Senming’s defense directly. Speeded through.

Yan Lingfeng on the sidelines opened her mouth wide in shock, so fast!Even if he has obtained the evolution of washing the muscles and cutting the marrow, I am afraid that he will not be able to compare with this dark-looking little No. 1 player.

Not only Yan Lingfeng, but Zhao Senming on the court looked at the back of No. 1 with an incredible face. After No. 1 broke through Zhao Senming's defense, he rushed to the basket and directly made a high throw shot against Han Dengyun who was defending.

"brush!"

No. 1’s breakthrough throw was like a basin of cold water, which poured cold water on the high 18th class who despised opponents. Han Dengyun looked at No. 1’s further and further back and said viciously: “Next time, I’m not Covering you with a humiliated face, I've been eating rice for 15 years for nothing!"

Sun Feiying clapped his hands and said: "I have served the ball, what are you doing in a daze? Ling Feng said that if he forces him to be strong, we will be stronger! Senming, come back!"

Zhao Senming gritted his teeth and nodded without speaking. After receiving the basketball from Han Dengyun, he walked slowly to the front court and gestured to the top of the arc to signal everyone to pull away, facing the defensive No. 1 opponent who was ready to singles.

No. 1 seemed to have expected this result. He looked calmly at Zhao Senming's side with both hands. Zhao Senming broke through to the right. No. 1 smiled slightly and took a small step to his left. It seemed that he had been deceived. It looked like Zhao Senming dribbled the ball down his hips, switched the basketball to the left hand, and turned to the right. At this time, Zhao Senming, who had already switched the basketball to the right hand, asked me to rush inside without thinking.In his thoughts, his own crotch changed hands and turned to the extreme, even if No. 1 had the best eyesight, he would never see his breakthrough direction.

Indeed, No. 1 can’t tell the direction of Zhao Senming’s breakthrough, but the super fast speed makes up for everything. Although he was fooled twice, he relied on his short and stocky body and fast foot movement. At the moment when Zhao Senming was about to break through successfully, Once standing in front of him, Zhao Senming had to retract the pace he was preparing to advance, pull the ball back with his right hand, take a step back with his left foot, and jump up to shoot.

The basket was completely vacant, so Zhao Senming found the direction of the basket very easily. He was still confident about the jump shot from this distance. The right hand of the shot was dragging the basketball up slowly.

A blue shadow quickly passed by him, Zhao Senming only felt a light in his hand, and the inertia of his right hand made a shooting gesture, but the basketball was gone.

No. 1 rushed up at the moment when Zhao Senming wanted to raise the basketball to shoot, quickly stabbed Zhao Senming's uncontrollable basketball, and then ran a few steps to catch up with the basketball and hold it in his hand, like a blue strand. The storm rushed to the half of Class 8.Zhao Senming didn't care about his frustration. As soon as he landed, he quickly turned and ran towards his own half. Sun Feiying reacted faster than him. The moment he touched the basketball on the 1st, he ran to his own half first.

The dribbling No. 1 glanced at Sun Feiying, who was about 1 meter ahead of him on the left, and with his feet, the speed that was originally very fast unexpectedly increased by a bit, a yellow shadow, a blue shadow, It rushed to the half of Class 8 as quickly as two bolts of lightning.

On the sidelines, Yan Lingfeng watched as No. 1’s late serve came first, and abruptly completed the overtaking of Sun Feiying. A simple layup completed the attack that took less than 5 seconds from the steal to the basket. .

Zhao Senming ran back to his half-court with a gloomy expression, and just passed the No. 1 who made the layup. He heard No. 1's pure northeastern accent and said: "You are too slow..."

Zhao Senming's face changed, he was going to get angry, but soon he calmed down, smiled flatly, and looked at Yan Lingfeng who was worried on the sidelines and thought: "I should have been accustomed to Lingfeng suddenly. I need to be angry with him. What is the advantage of me not having the advantage? Inspiring Dengyun this terrifying monster under the basket, I think you can still be so arrogant?"

Sun Feiying passed the ball to Zhao Senming, who had calmed down, and walked to his ear and whispered: "Where did this number 1 pop out? Why have I never heard of it before."

Zhao Senming dribbled the ball forward and said, "With a mouthful of northeastern dialect, I guess he didn't study junior high school in Shuiyun before."

Sun Feiying nodded and said: "That's no wonder, don't fight with him, hit Dengyun more and bully them with your height!"

Zhao Senming evaded No. 1's steal and slinged the ball to Han Dengyun, who had completely pressed No. 3 behind him. Han Dengyun took the ball and sneered: "Get ready to die!"

The members of Class 5 seemed to be confident about No. 3, but didn't even step forward to make up for defense. Han Dengyun looked confident in the face of No. 3, who was nearly 15 cm shorter than himself, and pushed No. 3 towards the basket. , The left shoulder jammed the opponent, and the right hand held the ball with a small hook to send the ball to the basket.As soon as the ball was shot, Han Dengyun immediately realized that he might be too excited, the ball was obviously too hard, it would be impossible to get through the net without accident.

Han Dengyun roared, jumped up when the basketball hit the backboard and bounced, and stretched out a pair of long arms to touch the basketball in the air.Closer, closer, just when Han Dengyun was about to get this offensive rebound, No. 3, who looked a little weaker than Han Dengyun, suddenly took off, and his right hand slammed the basketball down before Han Dengyun, holding it in his arms. in.

Yan Lingfeng was stunned. If nothing can be seen from the glimpse of jumping the ball, this rebound has fully proved that No. 3's bounce height, projectile speed, and flying ability are all first-class, and Yan Lingfeng I have already noticed that although the size of No. 3 is not high, the wingspan of Han Dengyun who has a pair of long arms is not worse than 1.93 meters.

After No. 3 took off the rebound, he slammed forward without hesitation, and the players on both sides reported the greatest trust in their comrades. Sun Feiying and Zhao Senming believed that Han Dengyun would grab the offensive rebound. So they didn't reflexively ran to the back court until the basketball fell to other people's homes.

When they turned around, a big, bright red No. 1 appeared in their eyes, stabbing their eyes a little hard to open. When the basketball was still in the air, No. 1 had already turned around to the hinterland of the eighth class. He rushed over. When his feet just crossed the half-court line, No. 3's long pass just fell into his hands. It was another simple layup. When the basketball fell to the ground and rolled, Sun Feiying and Zhao Senming, but just now Step into the three-point line.

As soon as the game started, the unpopular Grade One and Five students surprised everyone with a 6-0, including Yan Lingfeng with frowned eyebrows.

Judging from this short period of 1 minute, the abilities of the players in Class 5 are very single. Based on Yan Lingfeng's more than ten years of watching the ball, he should have a short shot for No. 1 and No. 3. From the perspective of his slightly jerky basketball steps and movements, this person shouldn’t have been in contact with basketball for long. The success of the eagle’s passing through the sky just now was mostly attributed to the dexterous movement of No. 1, but that’s the two. Individuals, but disturbed the eighth squad camp with outstanding strength.A fresh trick, eat everywhere. In the NBA, Ray Allen, who can only shoot three-pointers at the end of his career, is far more popular with all teams than the seemingly omnipotent Josh Smith. This may be the case. In principle, although the statistics of all-around players are very good, in the real sword and gun competition, all-around players are likely to become all-round and loose.Of course, Yan Lingfeng's thinking in this way is not to belittle his teammates. The opening disadvantage is more because of everyone's arrogance and underestimation of the enemy before the game. I hope that everyone will not be disrupted like this, as long as everyone can stabilize and make a single cut. With the guns hitting every ball well, the eighth class still has a great chance of winning. The question now is, can the four kings of junior high school who are not yet mature enough to hold their ground?

Yan Lingfeng took a long breath and shouted loudly: "Don't make a rush! Don't shoot if you are not 90% sure, lead the ball more!"

I say this because after seeing the powerful bounce ability of No. 3, Yan Lingfeng knew that his team was going to lose the rebound today. Rebounding is the life guarantee of a team!In the eighth class lineup, Han Dengyun relied on being a bit taller than his peers. In the first two games, he scored close to 20 rebounds. It is precisely because of the protection of rebounds that the eighth class can make it to the top 16 smoothly. Today, judging from the current situation, Han Dengyun should be firmly suppressed by No. 3. Fu Zijun's rebounding ability, nothing to mention!

Under Yan Lingfeng’s reminder, in the next attack, the eighth class patiently conducted basketball, and the shortcomings of the fifth class players were also exposed under the deliberate scheduling of the eighth class, that is, their players' basketball consciousness is very good. Generally, with the exception of No. 1 and Wang Qun, the other three people often lost their defensive positions inexplicably. In the end, under the patient transmission of the eighth class, the basketball appeared in the hands of Fu Zijun outside the three-point line.

Fu Zijun took a deep breath. The ball must be shot, and there is not much time left for offense.This ball must also be scored, otherwise the situation on the court will be difficult to control.

"Go! Baby." Fu Zijun whispered and let go of his left hand holding the ball. With a wonderful shooting posture and a wonderful arc, Yan Lingfeng gave a low excitement as he watched the basketball flying in the air, looking from his point of view Come, this ball will definitely be scored.

Things in the world are unsatisfactory in all cases. After the orange basketball has been flying in the air for a period of time, it may be a little tired, and it will be planted into the basket, but when it is about to fall through the net, it is very naughty. The ground touched the hoop, so the falling trend was stopped. The basketball went tirelessly in the hoop a few times, turning farther and farther from the white mesh bag, and finally fell out.

"Damn!" Yan Lingfeng cursed fiercely, damn it, how could this be!

There is no doubt that the rebounding ball was grabbed by No. 3, and Sun Feiying and Zhao Senming, who had suffered a loss, clung to No. 1, and the three mixed together and ran to the eighth class halftime.

No. 3 saw that there was no chance for a fast break, and carefully handed the ball to No. 32, and ran towards the front court with his head.