Rebirth of Basketball Boy

After watching for more than ten minutes, Yan Lingfeng and Sun Feiying finally knew the reason for the audience's applause just now. They saw that Zijin No. 8 of No. 9 Middle School caught a mistake in No. 3 Middle School. After stealing the ball, they lost the ball. Fast break, before the defender came back, rushed to the opponent's basket and made a two-handed dunk.

The passion of the audience was ignited again. They slapped their feet and stomped their feet and yelled for this actually very ordinary slam dunk. Yan Lingfeng and Sun Feiying looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes, Yan Ling The wind was a little better, and he smiled and applauded in agreement, while Sun Feiying turned his head and left. Dare to feel that the two of them waited for a long time to wait for such a "three no" dunk?

Seeing Sun Feiying turning around, Yan Lingfeng smiled and retreated, "Understand, after all, not everyone can enjoy Brother's slam dunk as often as you do!"

"Wonderful look!" Sun Feiying gave Yan Lingfeng a white look, then shrugged and said: "You can give me a little time for the afternoon game, and steal all the limelight from my buddies. Be careful that I am anxious with you!"

"Hehe, let's talk about it when the time comes, the time is almost there, let's have something to eat, get some sleep afterwards, and get ready for the afternoon game."

"Yeah." Sun Feiying nodded, and the two walked side by side in the direction of the classroom.

After a fight in the morning, four teams advanced into the quarterfinals, namely Shuiyun No. 1 High School, No. 9 High School, No. 7 High School, and No. 3 High School. The other four teams went back home in a desperate manner. Farewell to this basketball game.

At 1:30 in the afternoon, the school team members of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School were warming up on the field. The game will officially start in half an hour, but they can't sit still after holding back for a whole morning. They are eager to try and wait for it right away. Fight for battle.

On the other side of the basketball court, the players from their opponent Shuiyun No.11 High School did not show up. Maybe they thought they were hopeless to qualify, so they broke the pot. Or maybe they didn’t have their game after the morning draw. Returned to school.

Yan Lingfeng stood tiptoe outside the three-point line and threw a ball. He shook his head as soon as the ball was shot. The low shot rate in the long range is his biggest shortcoming, but this thing happened again for a while. You can't improve quickly, and you can only use your strengths and circumvent weaknesses during the game, and use breakthroughs to create damage.

Unsurprisingly, after the basketball flew in the air for a while, it knocked on the basket and bounced again. Gao Yang lightly jumped up and took off the rebound, and then passed it to Yan Lingfeng. Yan Lingfeng was stunned. He caught the ball in a hurry and looked at Gao Yang with a puzzled look.

Gao Yang didn't speak, but just nodded slightly, then turned around again.

Yan Lingfeng suddenly smiled when he looked at Gao Yang's back. Although Gao Yang didn't say anything, Yan Lingfeng already knew what he meant. He was going to help him practice shooting.

Gao Yang kindly helped, and Yan Lingfeng didn't push away, so he raised the basketball again, aimed at the direction of the basket and pushed it lightly, and the basketball flew out with a rapid spin.

The strength of the ball just now was a little bit weaker, but the ball was a little harder. The basketball hit the opposite hoop, then bounced high, and it was about to fall to the other side.

Gao Yang jumped up two steps, grabbed the basketball in his hand again, and passed it to Yan Lingfeng again...

It was about 2 o'clock. The coach and the players of Shuiyun 11th Middle School finally arrived on the court. Seeing this scene, Huang Cheng, who was busy making tactics, shook his head inconspicuously and sighed like this. There is really no challenge for the opponent to compete!

Thinking of this, Huang Cheng clapped his hands and summoned the players who were warming up on the court. He stood in the middle, holding a tactical board in his hand like a decent, stern glance over the twelve players, and suddenly laughed. Said; "The game is about to start, how are you preparing?"

"Coach, I can't help but want to go up and abuse them." Han Dengyun yelled and slapped his chest, with a confident look.

"That's good." Huang Cheng squinted his eyes and nodded: "About our opponents, I have also learned a little bit about our opponents. To put it humbly, their level is very average! Therefore, we won this game completely. It makes sense! But, the more this is the case, the less we can underestimate the enemy, because nothing is impossible on the basketball court! There are many examples of weak over strong. I don’t want our team to be such a negative teaching material, so You must give me the spirit of twelve points and treat this game as a final! Do you understand?"

"Coach, don't worry, we know it in our hearts." Wang Hanbo, as the captain of the team, said on behalf of the players.

"Well, I believe in you." Huang Cheng took another look at the 11th Middle School and laughed: "Now let me announce the starting lineup for this game. Point guard, Wang Hanbo!"

Wang Hanbo immediately responded with an excited smile: "I will not let the coach down!"

In this team, the position of point guard is also the fiercest competition, because Bi Xiangyang, Wang Hanbo and Zhao Senming are almost at the same level as Bo Zhong, Wang Hanbo is naturally very happy to get the chance to start.

Huang Cheng ignored the sad faces of Bi Xiangyang and Zhao Senming, and continued: "Shooting guard, Feiying Sun."

"Yeah!" Sun Feiying shouted excitedly. As a freshman in high school, being able to serve as the school team's starting shooting guard, this honor is also worth his excitement.

"Small forward, Tian Baiwei!"

As soon as this statement came out, all the players were stunned, and even Tian Baiwei himself was dumbfounded, because in their minds, the only starting position without suspense was the small forward.Whether in the usual training arrangements or in tactical exercises, Yan Lingfeng looks like the best starter for this position, but it's no wonder that the starter who shouldn't have an accident has an accident. After Huang Cheng's voice fell, the players collectively fell into silence.

Huang Xiangming didn't see the surprised expressions on the faces of the players, and after a short pause, he continued: "Power forward, Li Yi!"

Li Yi nodded happily, clenched his teeth and nodded heavily.Compared with Fu Zijun, his strength and footsteps in the basket are more advantageous, so it is not surprising that he is a starter.

"Centre, Han Dengyun!"

"Yeah, yeah! Coach, I love you so much!" Han Dengyun almost jumped up happily, hugged Huang Cheng's shoulder and shouted.

"Go away!" Huang Cheng pushed Han Dengyun away with a ugly expression, and snorted coldly: "Let me talk about our tactics. According to my observations, the players in the 11th Middle School generally lack strength, so I am right in this match. Your request is to show me your toughness and domineering. Don't be afraid of physical contact, let alone foul, fight like a man, remember?"

After receiving a firm reply from the players, Huang Cheng nodded in satisfaction and said: "As the saying goes, the insiders win the world. In this game, we will test this sentence. Hanbo, you remember, every attack is There is really no opportunity or bad opportunity to try to hand over to Deng Yun and Li Yi, who are inside, and then seek a breakthrough from outside."

"I remember, coach." Wang Hanbo nodded and replied.

"Well, the last sentence, we are playing at home, and we must play at home! Only in this way can we be worthy of the hundreds of students and teachers who have come to cheer for you!"

Huang Cheng waved his hand very imposingly, indicating that the starting players can play.Then he turned his head and glanced at Yan Lingfeng who was standing in the corner silently, with a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth, sitting back on the chair on the sidelines.

"come on! Come on!"

The substitute players stood in a row on the sidelines, and after clapping and applauding with the starters one by one, they watched the starters come on the field with envious eyes, and then sat on the chairs on both sides of Huang Cheng.

Yan Lingfeng has woken up from the consternation just now. He is not a stupid person, so he naturally wants to understand why Huang Cheng put him on the bench. To put it plainly, it means "Kill the chicken. "Fighting knife", facing an opponent like Eleven Middle School, it was not yet time for Yan Lingfeng to make his debut.So he is also happy, and it seems good to sit down and cheer for his teammates.

Although Huang Cheng has been studying the tactical board with his head down, his foresight has always been on Yan Lingfeng. Seeing that he seems to understand, a big rock in his heart fell to the ground with ease. Breathing out a sulky breath, Yan Lingfeng was right. He wanted to Xuezang Yan Lingfeng and used him as a secret weapon assassin.Before the master showdown, it is not a wise choice to expose all of his strength. Huang Cheng is 100% convinced that the coach of a vocational high school must be watching the game now, just like he went to see a vocational high school in the morning. The reason for the game is the same.

The starters of No. 1 Middle School have already appeared on the field, and after a while at No. 11 Middle School, their starters stepped onto the court weakly.If a vocational high school is the worst-disciplined school in Shuiyun, then the 11th Middle School is the most messy one in Shuiyun High School. Their players wear a white Magic home jersey, and the hair of No. 4 player is dyed. Golden, No. 6’s hair is dyed grayish blue, No. 8’s hair is normal, but his two earrings are shining in the sun, No. 9’s left forearm is tattooed with a bloody wolf head. , The No. 12 player is the most normal one, except that he has a very shameless turban on his head, which looks like a bull nose.

Seeing Wei Zhizhu, from these five starters, you can see how the atmosphere of the 11th Middle School is. Yan Lingfeng sighed slightly. Several of his childhood students were enrolled in the 11th Middle School. To use their words It is said that in Eleventh Middle School, if you don’t fight, fall in love, or absent from school, you will have to roll your bedclothes and get out in a week. It is impossible to "get out of the silt and not stain".

The referee called the players of the two teams to their side, and after a few instructions, they made them stand in their respective positions, and then looked at Han Dengyun who was about to jump and the opponent's No. 12 hooded man, taking a deep breath with a whistle. Throwing the basketball in his hands to the sky.

With a whistle, this 16-in-8 knockout match officially began.

Han Dengyun raised his head slightly, staring at the basketball that was rolling and rising with piercing eyes. In the jump ball, he has never lost except for Gao Yang.This time, it was no exception. Seeing that the ball was about to rise to the highest point, Han Dengyun yelled, his sturdy body rose from the ground, his right hand stretched out, and he greeted the basketball.

The headscarf man was startled by Han Dengyun’s roar, and then a yellow shadow appeared in front of his eyes. He was taken aback by Han Dengyun’s indomitable momentum. He took a step back in disbelief, rubbed his eyes, but saw this. At that time, Han Dengyun had already touched the basketball, and he gently hooked himself halftime, and his hill-like body fell.

Wang Hanbo took a step forward, received the ball, and then waved his hand to indicate that his teammates could attack.

Han Dengyun didn't say a word, and passed by the man in the turban, and ran toward the opponent's half like a tank version of "Boom Boom".

Wang Hanbo was not in a hurry and slowly dribbled the ball past half-court. The opponent's No. 4 player, the yellow-haired man, should have played in the same position as him, and stopped in front of him with two steps.

Wang Hanbo had a scornful smile on his mouth, because No. 4 had too many defensive flaws.A very simple change of direction left No. 4 behind and then dribbled the ball beyond the three-point line.Han Dengyun pressed the man with the turban behind him and raised his right arm for the ball.

Thinking of the coach's deployment, Wang Hanbo did not hesitate, and a lob pass steadily handed the ball to Han Dengyun.

Han Dengyun held the ball in both hands and pushed his hips back. Although he didn't use much effort, the man in the turban was still struggling and took two steps backwards.

Han Dengyun gently shook his head, turned around to face the man in the turban, lifted the ball with both hands, and was about to shoot.

The man in the turban was shocked, and hurriedly flew towards him. The long turban was flying in the wind, making him look pretty.Han Dengyun's mouth had a triumphantly triumphant smile. Seeing that the man in the turban had already rushed over, his hands held high up to his waist, he easily avoided the cover of the man in the turban, and put on a short body from him. However, dribble to the basket with a very easy board shot to send the ball into the basket.