Rebirth of Basketball Boy

"Ling Feng, today your task is very heavy. You have to take care of scoring, defense, and organization. I know it will be very tiring, but there is no way. Who can let those uneasy guys not fight!" said At this point, Xu Jianye sighed slightly, his tone became much softer, his eyes looking at Yan Lingfeng filled with worry, "We have reached this point, and it can be said that we are very close to the championship trophy. Xingbai If we can’t make it to the finals and win the championship, no matter how hard we work and sweat, we will still be zero. The more we get to this time, the more we need to work hard and bite. Desperately! Children, go, don’t forget, there are many old folks in front of the TV, and classmates are looking forward to your performance!"

Xu Jianye patted the shoulders of the five starting players one by one, waved his fists heavily, and roared, "Go!"

Yan Lingfeng's left index finger and middle finger wore two golden finger cots. They were very eye-catching. Following Xu Jianye's appearance, Yan Lingfeng raised his left arm, clenched his iron fist, and moved forward with great momentum. With a wave, he also shouted: "Go!"

The other four starting players were also unambiguous. Before the game started, the eyes became red and bloody. The four iron arms came out, and the four roared: "Go!"

The referee in this semi-final is the old acquaintance of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School, the international referee Wu Botao, and the two assistant referees who protect the law, one named Wang Hongyu and the other named Zhao Dayuan, are both national referees, both of the same age. Not very old, in his early thirties, he belongs to the young people who are trained in the referee echelon.

Wu Botao led the two assistant referees slowly to the middle of the court with the basketball in his arms. He looked around and saw that the starting players of the two teams had already stepped onto the court. He took a breath and waved to the players to stand.

Yan Lingfeng and Su Mo came together in a tacit understanding, looked at each other, and both saw the desire to win in each other's eyes.

Su Mo laughed, and proactively stretched out his hand and said, "Meet again."

Yan Lingfeng ignored him, as if he hadn't seen Su Mo, even though Su Mo was standing by his side.

Su Mo's face turned dark, and he quickly retracted his hand and hid behind him, because he didn't want Yan Lingfeng to see his right hand clenched tightly together with a violent vein.Still knowing Yan Lingfeng, he naturally knows that this opponent is not an impolite person. The reason why he chose to ignore his greetings is actually not difficult to imagine. It is simple, Yan Lingfeng just wants to irritate himself.

The center forward of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School, No. 13 Wang Yadong is about 2 meters tall, tall and thin with long legs, standing with Han Dengyun, and looks like a player of two levels.The further the game is played, the more obvious the disadvantage of Han Dengyun's height. He does not have the perverted bounce of Gao Yang. Therefore, although he is superior in strength and body in all aspects, he still loses in the jump ball.

Wang Yadong is a talent discovered on the track and field by the former coach of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School. He used to practice high jump. Naturally, his jumping ability is far better than Han Dengyun. There is no suspense at all. As soon as the referee's basketball left his hand, Wang Yadong was high. He jumped up, almost waiting for the basketball to rise in the air, relying on its super-strength ability to wait until the basketball began to fall, then reached out and dialed to his own half."Floor flow" Han Dengyun was very helpless. Fu Zijun once joked that he could only jump the height of one matchbox. Han Dengyun still dismissed it, and even bet Fu Zijun that he could jump two matchboxes.Now he understands that in front of a windproof lighter with superior performance, there is not much difference between a matchbox and two matchboxes.

The point guard of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School, No. 4 Wang Qiang backed up two steps, received the ball steadily, and waved his hand with a general demeanor. When everyone thought he was instructing his teammates to move in, Wang Qiang took The ball passed far away.

Although Xu Jianye had repeatedly reminded his players to pay attention to the opponent's pass before the game and destroy the opponent's fast break as much as possible, Bi Xiangyang still did not expect that Nanjing No. 9 High School's fast break would be so "fast". Don't they need to brew a stormy offensive?

Wang Qiang was aiming at Su Mo to pass the ball, but in the end it was not Su Mo who received the ball. Yan Lingfeng has been entangled with Su Mo, so Wang Qiang’s subconscious pass is actually very risky, but fortunately Another offensive weapon of Nanjing No. 9 High School Yi Li made accurate judgments. He moved laterally to intercept the ball in his hands. Before Wu Fengtao was able to defend his position, he fell short and bowed his head, dribbled the ball forward and threw off a pair of long legs. Just rushed to the inside line of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School.

The out-of-position Wu Fengtao hurriedly turned around, but when he saw that his team's inside defense hadn't taken shape, he didn't hesitate to start with a determined foul.

Yi Li curled his lips a little disappointed, looked back at Wu Fengtao, and threw the ball to the referee unwillingly.Wu Fengtao noticed the loose defense of the team's inside line. Naturally, Yi Li would not fail to see it. After the start, he thought that he could rush into the inside line to make a one-handed buckle in the opening game, but Wu Fengtao's timely foul Let his dream come to nothing.

"It's really cheap." Yi Li murmured in a low voice, with a sad expression on his face. He moved two steps to the sideline and opened his hands to prepare to catch the teammate's sideline serve.

Wu Fengtao, who has already missed his defense once because of carelessness, naturally will not give Yi Li a chance to easily catch the ball and make a breakthrough. He also opens his arms and blocks in front of Yi Li. Some mistakes appear once is enough. Knowing the mistakes will not change. That is very stupid.

Yi Li swayed two steps left and right, but still couldn't get rid of Wu Fengtao's defense. He felt a little irritable. He couldn't help but push Wu Fengtao gently, and at the same time he turned sharply and stepped back, holding his right hand high. Opening his mouth to greet the serving teammate, power forward Peng Hui said: "Quick pass! Quick pass!"

Peng Hui doesn’t have to serve Yi Li, but just like Yi Li, the other teammates have no good chances of catching the ball under the guard of their opponents. He is about to serve the ball in five seconds. Li shouted, and immediately passed the ball over.But at this moment, the referee's whistle rang with a "beep!"

"X!" Peng Hui murmured dissatisfiedly, scolding the referee for nothing, he didn't understand the importance of goodwill, and he wouldn't lose his life if he changed it. Why should he be so serious?

But after seeing the referee's gestures, Peng Hui's dissatisfaction immediately turned into anger. If the referee whistled that he was a five-second serve violation, Peng Hui complained and complained. In fact, there is still a little guilty in his heart.But the referee's gesture was clearly a gesture of pushing someone to foul, and the referee's finger was clearly pointing to Yi Li, who was also annoyed.

Yi Li looked at the referee's gesture a little dazedly. He blinked his eyes as if he couldn't believe it. After confirming that the referee was indeed punishing him for a foul, Yi Li immediately stopped doing it, rushing to the referee with his hands behind his back and questioning loudly. : "I fouled? Where did I foul? Did you see clearly?"

It was the referee's gesture that answered him. Looking in the direction of the referee's fingers, Yi Li found that he didn't know when Wu Fengtao, who had originally defended him, was already rolling on the floor with his belly in pain.

"That's okay?" Yi Li looked at his right hand and swallowed his saliva, and wondered in his heart, is it because he has unconsciously practiced a mastery of the world?Otherwise, why would I have such a big effect with just a light push?

"You liar!" Yi Li stomped fiercely, cursed, and stopped arguing with the referee. He raised his hand and walked away angrily.What else can he say?What he wants to do most now is to present an award to Wu Fengtao. With such superb acting skills, it is not an exaggeration to award him an Oscar statuette!

When the dust settled, Wu Fengtao slowly stood up with the support of his teammates with a pained expression.Wu Botao still has a certain impression and good impression of this player who is only one word from his own name, otherwise the referee is not blind, even if Wu Fengtao pretends to resemble it, it will not help.

After asking a question about Wu Fengtao's injury, Wu Botao was relieved and ran to the front court with a whistle.

In the sport of basketball, Bi Xiangyang doesn’t remember when he last played the game. It is inevitable that there will be a little nervousness on the field. Therefore, the process of dribbling to the frontcourt is also stumbled. Almost every time he was swiftly intercepted by Wang Qiang, his experience was quite rich, so although the process was dangerous, the result was still safe.

The ball was handed over to Yan Lingfeng for the first time. Bi Xiangyang seemed to have completed his task. He took a long breath and found a corner with no one to stand in. He couldn't organize an attack, and he couldn't break through with the ball. Fortunately, he still He has a fairly good fixed-point shot, otherwise he would be completely invisible on the court.

Su Mo and Yan Lingfeng were in a match. As soon as Yan Lingfeng received the ball, Su Mo squatted forward and squatted slightly, interfering with Yan Lingfeng's dribble with both hands open in Nanjing. In the understanding of the players in the Ninth Middle School, the best defense is offense. Su Mo's defense is very aggressive, and he seems to be waiting for the opportunity to steal the ball all the time.

In the face of Su Mo’s oppressive defense, Rao Yan Lingfeng also had difficulty dribbling the ball. Fortunately, although he was not as tall as Su Mo, he did not fall short in physical confrontation and had more flexibility. So Su It is not so easy for Mo to steal the ball directly from his hands.But it was also very difficult for Yan Lingfeng to break through Su Mo with the ball.

Yan Lingfeng has never heard of Su Mo's name in the previous life, but judging from the performance of this competition, in the second position, no one of his peers can be said to be better than him.He is 1.92 meters tall and weighs 90 kilograms. He can run within 11 seconds of 100 meters, bounce 80 centimeters on the spot, and reach a height of 3 meters 3. Su Mo's physical talent is undoubtedly, but this is not the most terrifying, Su Mo is the most What is commendable is his basketball IQ. He always seems to know what he should do on the basketball court.

When encountering such a powerful opponent, Yan Lingfeng's heart was not afraid, on the contrary, a strong desire for challenge was born.The enemy is stronger, I am stronger!Yan Lingfeng took a deep breath, and when he looked at Su Mo again, he had become like a fighting beast.

Su Mo felt the change in Yan Lingfeng's eyes, he smiled, raised his brows inadvertently, slipped and defended more quickly, and shot the ball more fiercely.