Rebirth of Basketball Boy

The rest of the second quarter, consciously or unconsciously, turned into a duel between two pitchers.Yan Lingfeng had forgotten the goal of 50 points and kept playing for Fu Zijun. Zhou Yu was even more familiar with delivering cannonballs to Wang Zhao. The scene was very exciting and intense, and the time passed quickly, without the intense passion. In physical confrontation, the two teams fouled a lot less.

"Beep!" With a whistle, Wang Zhao missed a long shot at the buzzer. At the end of the first half, the two teams scored 51:50!Weifang No. 1 Middle School leads by one point, a very high score, and the scores in the half game are more than the full scores in certain games.

Regarding this result, the head coaches of the two teams did not look very satisfied on the surface. Xu Jianye's face was dark a long time ago. As soon as the referee blew the whistle, he walked back to the locker room with his hands behind his back. The players looked at each other. I don't know where the coach has gone crazy, and followed him silently one by one.

In the dressing room, Sun Feiying and Zhao Senming were far away. Zhao Senming's expression was still so cold, his eyes staring straight at the floor like a statue.

In the other corner, Sun Feiying leaned on the cabinet and fiddled with her fingers, looked at Zhao Senming and smiled playfully, "Why?"

"What and why?" Zhao Senming asked in a cold voice.

Sun Feiying sighed lightly and shook her head without answering, but continued to ask, "Is this necessary?"

Zhao Senming's expression stagnated, as if being poked into his mind, he bit his lip and didn't speak.

"Everyone's goals are the same. At least they are the same now. The coach's words may be a bit heavier, but I don't think it is necessary." Sun Feiying walked to Zhao Senming's side and sat down and stretched out a hand. I have one."

Zhao Senming took his coat, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and handed it to Sun Feiying along with a lighter, "It's not good for your health."

"You also know?" Sun Feiying took the cigarette to draw a cigarette and clicked it. "Then why are you still smoking?"

"Want to quit." Zhao Senming smiled bitterly and shook his head, "but can't quit."

"Xue Dan knows?" Sun Feiying handed the cigarette back to Zhao Senming, "If you want to smoke, smoke it, anyway, our game is over."

"I don't know." Zhao Senming hesitated for a while, still ordered one and took a sip, and smiled bitterly: "In her understanding, those who smoke are not good children. If I let her know, will I have a good life? "

"Gah?" Sun Feiying's eyes widened suddenly, "How did you do it? Is her taste buds dull? Or you haven't had close contact?"

"Intimate you!" Zhao Senming curled his lips a little entangled, "Do you think that everyone is like you are an animal thinking in the lower body? Have you heard of'Plato's Spiritual Love'? We are."

"Hahahaha!" Sun Feiying laughed presumptuously, "Dude, you are so talented, what age are you, you are good, I'm taking it, I didn't expect you to be a monk with long hair!"

"Fuck you!" Zhao Senming rolled his eyes, "I can't give him any promise now, so why should I take away his most precious thing?"

"Well, it's a matter of philosophy. As long as you don't feel uncomfortable or regret it yourself, I'm not doing it idle and doing it for you." Although Feiying Sun said so, there was still a joking smile on her face. Obviously a little disapproving.

Zhao Senming was silent, and Sun Feiying sighed again, pinched the cigarette with his left hand and put his right arm around Zhao Senming's neck and said quietly: "When the coach comes back, I will apologize to him."

Before Zhao Senming spoke, the door of the locker room was suddenly pushed open. Xu Jianye stood at the door with a sullen face, staring at the two of them and said in a harsh voice: "Go out and smoke."

When the door rang, the two people hurriedly hid the smoke behind their backs, but the smell of smoke in the room combined with the wafting out of the smoke ring has explained everything. Xu Jianye's face was unusually ugly, and the frost of the twelfth lunar month general.

Although the team did not express a ban on smoking, no one dared to vomit in front of Xu Jianye before, after all, they are still students rather than professional players.The two people who had been arrested did not argue, bowed their heads and walked past Xu Jianye cautiously.

Others came back one after another. They saw Zhao Senming and Sun Feiying, who were standing by the door, bowing their heads and confessing their mistakes. They walked into the locker room one by one. The guy glanced, snorted and slammed the door shut.

Xu Jianye let out a cold snort as the opening remarks, sweeping everyone in turn with a stern look, "The opponent scored 51 points in half the game, don't you guys know how to defend? Yes, we are indeed not a defensive team. , But you ask yourself, is this the true level of your defense? Is it?"

Xu Jianye became more and more angry, and kicked an empty water bottle next to him. Fortunately, he did not have Sir Alex Ferguson's footwork, so the water bottle just hit the wall and did not touch the team members. .

"Don't think I don't know what you think. If your opponents are loose, you are also loose. Hello, I'm hello. Hello everyone? If they are not active in defense, you just follow suit and relax? A joke! People dig a hole for you. Just jump inside, right?" Xu Jianye kicked a bottle away, but it was not enough, took off his suit, and fell heavily to the floor to continue his speech, "Even if I beg you, cheer up, Is it okay to defend well? I believe we are not incapable. What we lack is attitude. I have said many times before that we are a very talented team. I believe that as long as you want to defend well, you can do it!"

From the beginning to the end, all the team members did not speak from the time they walked into the locker room until they left. Xu Jianye's one-man show was not finished yet, and the knock on the door suddenly sounded. Xu Jianye was impatient for others to interrupt his speech and waved his hand. I wanted to scold, but I heard Gong Jingjiao's soft voice coming in, "Coach, the organizing committee is urging us to inform us that we should play."

"After talking so much, I don’t think you actually listened much. Let me say the last sentence. There are not many people who can play now, but this is definitely not the reason for us to give up the game. We have gone through ups and downs along the way. , It’s ups and downs, it’s not easy to be able to get there today. In order to be worthy of the sweat of your hard training and worthy of the countless pairs of concerned eyes behind you, go on the court!"

When Xu Jianye came to the end, he was a little bit disappointed. He bent down and picked up the suit on the ground to put it on his body, opened the door and walked out of the dressing room.

Yan Lingfeng followed Xu Jianye, did Xu Jianye's bombardment really not work as he said?Of course not. At least Yan Lingfeng was greatly touched. He was unwilling to hear from Xu Jianye's words. This was evident from his lack of mention of Sun Feiying and Zhao Senming. He was not a fool. Obviously I also guessed that Zhao Senming's kick actually kicked him, and he must be full of the bitterness of being betrayed at this moment, right?

Yan Lingfeng pursed his mouth and walked out of the locker room, but as soon as he appeared, he was pulled aside by Sun Feiying, who had been guarding the door. Sun Feiying with burning eyes looked at Yan Lingfeng slowly and said, "Are you my brother? "

Yan Lingfeng did not speak, but looked at Sun Feiying with calm eyes.

"If it is my brother, then take our unfinished wish to win the game!" Sun Feiying continued gritted his teeth: "If this game loses, then the two of us will be Quan Shuiyun's sinners, if You are my brother. If you don't want your brother to look up after returning to Shuiyun, Ling Feng, you must win this game!"

"Of course we must win!" Yan Lingfeng laughed and said, "Don't worry, brother! Wait for our good news!"

Yan Lingfeng returned his hand to hold Sun Feiying's fist and nodded heavily, then took another look at Zhao Senming, then turned to the arena.

"Welcome back to the audience friends, the second half of the semi-final of the Shandong Province'Sports Lottery Cup' High School Student Basketball Competition Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School against Weifang No. 1 Middle School is about to begin. The score of the two teams in the first half is 51:50. Weifang No. 1 is temporarily leading by 1 point. This can be said to be a very high score. Brother Song, what do you think of the first half of the game?"

Song Tao nodded slightly and said: "You are right, this is indeed a very high score. Both teams have played a very high level on the offensive end, especially their three-point shooting percentage. It was amazingly high. Shuiyun made 6 of 10 three-pointers from here, and No. 9 Fu Zijun made 3 three-pointers alone. Weifang did not make too much of a three-pointer. They made 6 of 11 three-pointers. The shooting percentage also exceeded 50%, which shows that both teams feel very good, but from another perspective, both teams have serious defensive problems."

"Big Brother Song is right." Xiao Cui nodded in agreement: "The offense makes the game more beautiful, but it is the defense that determines the outcome. Can I understand which team is the first to strengthen the defense? Which team has the greater chance of winning?"

"Yes." Song Tao nodded and said: "Defense is the cornerstone of a team's victory. It is very difficult to rely on offense, especially outside offense to win, because you don't know when your hand feel will suddenly cool down. Once it’s that time, if you can’t attack and defend, the hope of winning is very slim."

"There is another question we have to mention. Although this question is embarrassing, the fact is that the first half of the fight had a relatively large impact on both teams. Sun Feiying in Shuiyun No. 1 and Zhao Senming were therefore After being sent off, Weifang No. 1 Middle School’s defensive champion Liu Jianhui could not continue to participate in the game. Coupled with Qiao Jun, who left the game due to injury in the first quarter, the lineups of both teams suffered to a certain extent. Song Brother, let's analyze, will this cause problems for the head coaches of the two teams?"

"Of course it will!" Song Tao said with a smile: "Weifang No. 1 High School is a little better. After all, Wang Zhao, who has a stronger offensive ability, is on top. They didn't suffer too much in the position of shooting guard. It's done. The two main guards were sent off, and the backup point guard is still recovering from injuries. We can see that in the game after the brawl, Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School arranged for Yan Lingfeng as a guest point guard. The shortage has reached this level, which has largely limited Yan Lingfeng's power."

The two people chatting, the second half of the game has already begun.

The first one to serve was Weifang No. 1 Middle School. Yan Lingfeng led the frontcourt and followed Zhou Yu back to the backcourt. Once his feet crossed the center line, he immediately increased the strength of the defense. The aggressive defense made Zhou Yu's dribble change. It's hard.