Rebirth of Basketball Boy

When Han Dengyun grows so big, he has never been afraid of anyone in a quarrel. Perhaps his basketball skills are not as good as Chen Xiaodong, but he must not be able to lose his strength. Hearing Chen Xiaodong’s provocative words hehe smiled: "My grandpa has been dead for several years. Now, if you want to stay with him, I believe he will be happy!"

"Shameless!" Chen Xiaodong hummed coldly, and leaned against Han Dengyun's fat body again. He stood on the axis with his right foot. He lifted his left foot and drew a half circle before turning around to face Han Dengyun. Han Dengyun has a rich defensive experience when he is short to dribble. Naturally, he will not be passed by Chen Xiaodong so easily. He takes a step back steadily. He opens his hands and arches the waist to block Chen Xiaodong back. .

Chen Xiaodong’s offensive was blocked, but there was not the slightest frustration on his face. His tightly pressed mouth squeezed out two words from his teeth, "Silly X!"

When Han Dengyun was about to ask him "Stupid X who scolded", Chen Xiaodong suddenly jumped up elegantly, and jumped up with a little back. The basketball was held in his hand very standardly, with his fingers and wrist lightly. Once over, the basketball flew to the hoop with a beautiful spin.

"Rebound!" Han Dengyun roared, turned his head and rushed to the basket, but he stopped halfway in frustration, because the basketball had fallen into the basket with a rapid spin.

A satisfied smile appeared on Chen Xiaodong’s face, his right hand was slowly raised, but the basketball seemed to be joking with him on purpose. He was about to fall into the basket, but suddenly he mischievously hit the ring. , And then turned around the hoop, turning slower and slower, turning more deviated...

The complacency on Chen Xiaodong’s face turned into frustration, while the frustration on Han Dengyun’s face turned into complacency. It was like this on the basketball court. Only for a moment, sorrow and joy, Han Dengyun turned sideways to block the possibility of Chen Xiaodong rushing to the basket to grab rebounds. On the other side of the rim, Xu Zhong also stuck Zhang Hanqi strictly behind him. His height and wingspan were indeed not as good as Zhang Hanqi, but the rebound was not just about height and wingspan. Excellent card. Position and pre-judgment are also very important. Zhang Hanqi's lack of pre-judgment made Xu Zhong take a favorable position by jumping up too early. Yan Lingfeng rushed into the inside and grabbed the naughty basketball. Turning dexterously, after landing, he was already facing the basket with his back, and with a whisper, he started to accelerate and rush towards the frontcourt.

Naturally, the experimental middle school that has suffered a lot will not be attacked by Yan Lingfeng again with a fast attack counterattack. Seeing that there is no hope of fighting for offensive rebounds, the three outside players from the experimental middle school have already turned their heads and returned to the backcourt, so Yan Lingfeng After rushing for two steps, seeing that there was no fast break opportunity, he was afraid of falling into the surrounding of his opponents. He was very clever to slow down and waved his teammates to support him.

His approach made Yu Jia and Zhang Weiping on the broadcaster admirable. The Yu Jia nodded and said, "Yes, there is slow in fast, fast in slow, the combination of speed and slow is very good, and the control of the rhythm is also very good. At least from now on, he is no worse than Liu Xiaoyu!"

Zhang Weiping nodded slightly and agreed: "It is true. We can see that this is not a very good fast break opportunity. If he rushes forward regardless of his care, he is likely to be surrounded by his opponents. This is A player who plays with his brain, from this point of view, he does better than Chen Jianghua. I have watched Chen Jianghua’s game and visually observed that Yan Lingfeng’s speed is still much worse than Chen Jianghua’s. Yes, but he is better than Chen Jianghua because he didn't blindly push hard, except for the two inexplicable pass errors, his performance so far in this game is perfect!"

The Yu Jia smiled and said nothing. According to what Zhang Weiping said, then I am afraid that all the basketball players' performances are perfect, but he is also used to Zhang Weiping’s way of speaking, so there is no point. He just smiled and turned his eyes on again. On the field.

On the field, the players of the two teams were already seated. Yan Lingfeng stopped at the top of the arc with the ball, controlled the ball with his left hand, and touched the back of his head with his right hand. This is not because Brother Lice patronizes his body. Yan Lingfeng had to take a bath twice a day for two days. This was just a signal of their tactics.

Seeing Yan Lingfeng's signal, the players in Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School consciously started to move. Although Fu Zijun and Huang Wenyi were not running fast, they were very good at using the cover of their teammates, so Huang Wenyi quickly ran out. Coming from an open position, Zhang Qiushi who defended him was not because of his defensive attitude, nor was it that he couldn't keep up with his speed. He was just blocked by Xu Zhongji's pursuit.

With an oblique pass, Yan Lingfeng passed the ball accurately. The opportunity was rare. Huang Wenyi immediately pulled up to shoot, but it was a pity that his shot didn't hit the target and hit the back edge of the basket. Chen Xiaodonghou, who was guarded at the basket, stood upright.

Huang Wenyi shook his head and slowly retreated to the backcourt. He is a shooter, and a shooter who is not good at defensively. His only role on the court is to shoot the ball. If his only specialty can't be used, then he will remain on the court. What's the point?

Yan Lingfeng ignored Huang Wenyi’s thoughts, or he had ignored Huang Wenyi’s thoughts, because the experimental middle school unexpectedly launched a fast break. Zhang Hanqi passed a long pass to Wu Fengtao outside the three-point line, and Wu Fengtao did not take it anymore. Passing the ball, instead of taking advantage of speed to get rid of Fu Zijun's entanglement, he rushed to the frontcourt without a big stride.

Obviously, the fast break of the experimental middle school was planned for a long time, because not only Wu Fengtao was running, but at almost the same time as the start, Sun Dong and Zhang Qiushi also ran wildly, Huang Wenyi was still struggling with With his own shots, Fu Zijun was obviously unable to keep up with Wu Fengtao's footsteps. At this time, only Yan Lingfeng returned to the backcourt, and what he had to face was the encirclement of the three opponents.

One defense against three, it seems that unless the members of the experimental middle school are unsatisfied, it is difficult for Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School to prevent the opponent from scoring.

Wu Fengtao is on the left, Sun Dong is in the middle, and Zhang Qiushi is on the right. The three people are like three horse-drawn carriages moving forward in parallel, rolling in the dust and looking unstoppable.In front of the three of them, Yan Lingfeng was still running, and he knew the situation behind him without looking back.Whether it is Fu Zijun or Huang Wenyi, it is estimated that it will be difficult to help him.After running to the free throw line, Yan Lingfeng stopped and slowly turned around. His eyes were firm and his movements were strong, as if he didn't put the menacing opponents in his eyes.

Wu Fengtao stopped, stepping on the three-point line and hesitated for a while. For a long time, Yan Lingfeng has been like a big mountain pressing on him. Although he did not show it, in fact he has always been very conscious of the failures he once suffered. It was a sorrow. He wanted to defeat Yan Lingfeng as if stunned, but in fact he didn't realize it. He always had deep fear of Yan Lingfeng in his heart, especially after the shame of the opening. after that.

Thinking of this, Wu Fengtao did not hesitate anymore, took a deep breath and decisively pulled up his body and flipped his wrist slightly. Although doing so would appear to be very unique, Wu Fengtao could no longer take care of that much in order to prove his strength. He has always had confidence in his shooting. He has the confidence to hit this long-range 2-pointer and is confident to draw a successful end to this fast break.

The basketball rolled forward in the air, flew through the air, accurately found the position of the basket in the eyes of countless people, and then fell without hesitation.Closer, closer, Wu Fengtao has clenched his fist, but soon he loosened it in the audience's regretful sigh, because his shot did not fall into the basket, but by coincidence The ground got stuck on the neck of the basket.

This was a terrible result, because at the basket, Yan Lingfeng was surrounded by Zhang Qiushi and Sun Dong. The chance of grabbing a rebound was not high, but Wu Fengtao’s shooting violation made his teammates’ hard work. Turned into nothing.Sun Dong stomped his feet in annoyance, looked at Wu Fengtao puzzledly, hoping to get a reasonable explanation, but the three-on-one fast break ended without success. The result was very bad, so bad that they couldn't lift it. It started.You must know that this is a national live broadcast, and this result is even more humiliating than being detained by someone!

Wu Fengtao lowered his head slightly. He knew that his shot selection was terrible, but he just couldn't overcome his strong impulse.One second before Zhang Qiushi was desperately trying to grab a position with Yan Lingfeng, but the next second he shook his hand in resentment, which happened to be on Yan Lingfeng’s face, and Yan Lingfeng was also very cooperative. With a cry of pain, he covered his face and fell to the floor.

A very lifelike and painful performance. Yan Lingfeng rolled on the floor in an unimaginative manner. Zhang Qiushi stared at his palm in a daze, thinking that he had never practiced the iron sand palm Luohan boxing. How could palm power be so big?

With the lessons of the previous game, the players of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School who finally rushed back to the backcourt seemed very restrained. They didn't care about the culprit Zhang Qiushi, but rushed to the referee's side with their hands behind their backs. After all, Zhang Qiushi's actions were too obvious. Now, although the referee knew that Yan Lingfeng was acting, he still punished Zhang Qiushi for a technical foul.

Naturally, Zhang Qiushi was wronged, but he couldn't explain it under the gaze of everyone. He just bowed his head and pleaded guilty. But after a while, he turned his complaining eyes on Wu Fengtao. If he didn't choose to shoot the ball, if it wasn't his shooting stuck. He won’t shake his hand on the neck of the basket. If he doesn’t shake his hand, he won’t hit Yan Lingfeng’s face. If he doesn’t hit Yan Lingfeng’s face, he will not have the opportunity to perform. After this series of logical reasoning, Zhang Qiushi naturally Count all grievances on Wu Fengtao's head.

After the referee made the penalty, Yan Lingfeng immediately stopped rolling, and was supported by his teammates very cooperatively, and smiled and stood on the free throw line.

Wu Fengtao stood stubbornly on the spot. He couldn't explain to his teammates the reason for his shooting, because he himself couldn't figure out why he shot when his head was hot, but Sun Dong and Zhang Qiushi did not ask, but this thorn has already been planted. In their hearts, it is not so easy to pull it out for a while.

"Swipe!" "Swipe!"

Two free throws, 8:8!The two teams once again stood on the same starting line, the ball is still in the hands of Shuiyun Yizhong, that is to say, they have the opportunity to lead the opponent again after the opening lead.

Fu Zijun handed the ball to Yan Lingfeng, and then took the initiative to walk to Wu Fengtao's side and sighed in a low voice: "It seems that your teammates don't trust you very much!"

Wu Fengtao looked up at Fu Zijun with a sinking face. This former teammate's eyes were very kind, but the hostility hidden behind the kindness still radiated out uncontrollably.