Rebirth of Basketball Boy

Goal, scored!

After the ball was scored, Fu Zijun shouted in excitement. Many spectators yelled at him. Even the Yu family raised their arms and shouted "Wonderful", wishing to shout "The ball has been scored" like his colleague. Go in, go in, go in..."

Xu Jianye was overjoyed, Li Hai was ashamed, and the two coaches had two destinies. Before Fu Zijun hit the three-pointer, they stood at the same height, but after the basketball passed through the net, Xu Jianye went to heaven, while Li Hai went down. Hell.There is still game time, but do the experimental middle school players still have the confidence to overtake the score?Throughout the game, they chased after Shuiyun Yizhong’s butt. They saw the dawn of hope many times, but after every dawn, it was a dark night. Do they really have the confidence to meet the next dawn? ?

Han Dengyun laughed and rushed forward and hugged Fu Zijun up. He was overjoyed and wanted to open his mouth to kiss him. Yan Lingfeng finally couldn't calm down anymore. Fu Zijun's goal not only allowed him to complete his personal life. The tenth assist in the game, the help to the team can not be measured by pale points.

The basketball competition is about the skill, body, and tactical deployment of the two players’ coaches. But when the game reaches the final juncture, all of these will become less important, because the game has become a two-piece game. Competition of team members' will quality and psychological quality.One stamina will fail again and again. High morale on the battlefield is always a prerequisite for victory, and the basketball court is no exception.After the basketball entered the hoop, it was obvious that the players in the experimental middle school looked pale and lethargic, as if they had lost the game.

Looking at the opponents who were celebrating wantonly, Wu Fengtao stretched out his tongue and licked his slightly chapped lips, but what appeared in his eyes was not despair, but madness.Once upon a time, he was also one of them, but now, this group of former teammates are now opponents.Wu Fengtao is a nostalgic person, but he never misses the old. Biting his lip, Wu Fengtao picked up the basketball that was rolling on the floor without saying a word, and suddenly yelled, "It's all fucking What are you doing? It's time for us to attack!"

Huang Zhongdalu's voice rang in the ears of the members of the experimental middle school, and he couldn't help turning his head to look at Wu Fengtao.

"What are you looking at me for?" Wu Fengtao's voice was filled with unconcealable hostility, and his decisive eyes swept over the dull-eyed teammates one by one. Wu Fengtao shouted again, "I have no eggs down there. The fake man of the egg is not interested!"

Wu Fengtao’s words were too wide-ranging. Zhang Hanqi was the first one to dislike listening. He sneered at his neck and said, "What are you calling? When is it your turn to call the shots?"

"Do you think the experimental middle school is really as bull-nosed as you think? Even if the experimental middle school is really bull-nosed, it definitely has nothing to do with your rubbish! You lower your head and look at your chest The school badge, look at your bear-like images. What qualifications do you have to say that you are experimenters?"

Wu Fengtao can be considered to understand, anyway, no matter what he does, they don't like him, so why do you want to pretend to be grandson all day?He was sure that now Li Hai would not and dare not to replace him. If this is the case, then what should he worry about?

The expressions of Zhang Hanqi and the others changed drastically. When they hit people but not in the face, Wu Fengtao was clearly hitting them in the face!The slap on the face that didn’t leave them any affection, and it was still a serial palm with the left and right double guns, which made the proud of heaven who have always been "I am proud of the experiment today, and I am proud of the experiment tomorrow" completely crazy, their eyes staring. Like a copper bell, the white-faced Cao Cao became a black-faced Zhang Fei, and a red-faced Guan Yu.

"Hold it!" Wu Fengtao slammed the basketball out of his hand, then stood in the middle of his teammates and said sternly, "I'm hateful? Do you hate me? All I want to tell you is, I I don’t care about it, I don’t care at all, a bunch of cowards, trash hates me, I will only feel very honored! Because I am so glad that I have not become a coward like you, trash!"

Wu Fengtao's pass was fast and fierce, and Sun Dong's finger was poked, and tears almost came out.Taking a breath, Sun Dong fixedly watched Wu Fengtao yell out in his throat: "Brothers are up, let's let this grandson see what a real man is!"

Wu Fengtao looked disdainful, and sneered: "Then I am really looking forward to it!"

Sun Dong glared at Wu Fengtao viciously, then turned his head and dribbled to the front court. No matter how beautiful the words were, it was useless to prove that he was the best way to slap Wu Fengtao backhand.

Following Sun Dong, other people in the experimental middle school also flocked to the front court murderously. On the court, they couldn't do anything to Wu Fengtao, they could only spread this fire on their opponents.

When the ball arrived in the frontcourt, Sun Dong decided to eat Yan Lingfeng raw when he changed the direction of the dribble. When a person's anger accumulates to a certain level, there is nothing in this world that can make him feel scared.Yan Lingfeng's thieves are out there, but Sun Dong is thinking about proving himself at the moment, proving that he is worthy of this jersey, proving that the experimental middle school will be proud of him today!

It may be that Sun Dong’s previous performance made Yan Lingfeng a little careless, or it may be that his physical fitness dropped too fast, and Sun Dong’s life-threatening breakthrough was actually successful. Perhaps he didn’t even think of it. The invincible Yan Lingfeng would lose to himself so easily, so after passing Yan Lingfeng, Sun Dong unconsciously had a short pause, and it was this pause that made Yan Lingfeng recover. It blocked his way again.

"Trash, give me the ball!" Outside the three-point line, Wu Fengtao's words contained a hint of playfulness.

"Dreaming!" Sun Dong took a step back with the dribble, turned around and glared at Wu Fengtao with a hoarse voice and roared. When he tried to force Yan Lingfeng again, he had already lost the effect of the surprise attack. With Feng's concentration on defense, his breakthrough came back without success and was almost intercepted by Yan Lingfeng.The governor couldn't do anything about it, Sun Dong didn't have a way to go to the black, pulling the ball back a few steps, a cross pass to Zhang Qiushi.

Zhang Qiushi's personal abilities are still very good, especially when he confronts Fu Zijun, who has a very average defensive ability, his physical advantage is immediately revealed. With only a light physical contact, Fu Zijun's body bounces out. .Staggering and retreating for several steps, Fu Zijun could not go up and complain to the referee that his opponent had hit the ball with the ball because Zhang Qiushi had already jumped up with the basketball.

Obviously Zhang Qiushi intends to use a three-pointer to respond to Fu Zijun's long shot. On the basketball court, morale is a very mysterious thing, invisible and intangible, but it is real. How to improve his own morale ?There are many ways, a neat "AnswerBall" is undoubtedly a good choice.

Taking off decisively, taking decisively, Zhang Qiushi's lips are pressed together tightly, his eyes are firm and persistent. Like Sun Dong, he also has the same dream, dreaming of adding luster to his alma mater.Fu Zijun's reaction was not unpleasant, but as soon as his right hand held high was extended to Zhang Qiushi, the basketball had already broken away from Zhang Qiushi's ten fingers and was advancing fast in the air with high-speed rotation.

"The ball has been scored! The ball has been scored again!" Yu Jia's voice has obviously changed a little bit hoarse. This is an ordinary and unusual game. It is ordinary because it is just a pure amateur high school basketball. The game is not ordinary because there have been too many unexpected things in this game, such as Yan Lingfeng's "quasi-five doubles", such as Chen Xiaodong's injury leaving the field, and another example of this plum blossom with bamboo. Three-pointers hurried.Less than 1 minute apart, the two teams hit three-pointers one after another, bringing the atmosphere of the scene to the top.

Watching the basketball hollow into the net, Zhang Qiushi's slightly dark face showed a hint of recklessness. He yelled and beat his chest, looking at Wu Fengtao with provocative eyes.Man, he did not say it, but did it. Zhang Qiushi did what a man should do. He was worthy of the jersey he was wearing, and he was worthy of the supporters who cheered for them in the audience and in front of the TV!

49:47!

The point difference has returned to two points again. One side is heaven and the other is hell. There is often only a thin line between heaven and hell. Zhang Qiushi's three-pointer not only retains the hope of winning the experimental middle school, but also allows Li Hai to have With the excitement and image of seeing the sun again, he couldn't take care of it at all. He pulled off his tie, then put his hands in his mouth and whistled vigorously.

Xu Jianye was very calm, with his hands on his chest and his face calm. The toughness of his opponent was completely beyond his expectation. He originally thought it would be difficult for his opponent to catch up after being hit, but reality gave him A loud slap in the face.Without Chen Xiaodong, there is Wu Fengtao; without morale, there is still fighting spirit!

Shuiyun No. 1’s offense, when the opponent’s morale had been fully lifted, quickly fell into a state of stagnation. Yan Lingfeng had to be careful under Sun Dong’s mad dog pressure, whether it was dribbling or Passing is a lot more cautious, and other people are strictly guarded, and even trying to move a step is very difficult. It is not an exaggeration to use the idiom of difficult to move.

Yan Lingfeng dribbled at the top of the arc, frowning, with a serious expression, a faint worry in his heart, the morale of the experimental middle school has risen again, this time they can still press down the opponent's counterattack?

Wu Fengtao stood in front of Yan Lingfeng with a smile, and his face was full of complacency. Although his teammates might hate him very much now, he didn't care at all. He only cared about the final champion.He is a man or not a god, so it is impossible to stop Yan Lingfeng with his own power. Now the whole team is working hard. This is the best result for him.

Wu Fengtao’s pride was in his eyes, and the hostility in Yan Lingfeng’s eyes flashed by. He is not a Maitreya Buddha, so naturally it is impossible to put a smile on his face all the time. At this moment, Yan Lingfeng is completely Can't laugh, because for the first time he found himself out of control of the game.

While dribbling the ball unhurriedly, Yan Lingfeng's brain was running at a high speed. It seemed that all his teammates could no longer provide him with support. At this time, he could only rely on himself.