Rebirth of Basketball Boy

It turned out that just now, through unremitting efforts and the help of his teammates' screen, Su Mo finally got rid of Yan Lingfeng who was defending behind him, ran to the basket and received a high-position pass with Yi Li and then single-handed. It was just a gliding buckle, a breath of anger, and also helped the team tie the score again.

75:75!

As Wu Fengtao failed to make a shot again, the team members of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School also once again smelled the chance to overtake the score, but unfortunately, not only the referee did not stand on their side tonight, but the goddess of luck seemed to be getting more and more away from them. Far.

Yi Li seized the opportunity of Wu Fengtao's depression of not making a shot. After dribbling the ball all the way to the frontcourt, in a short period of time without defense, opening his hand is a long three-point shot. Some people are born with it. He was born for victory, but it is a pity that Yi Li is not such a person. Let alone whether his shooting is reasonable or not, of course, the possibility of unreasonableness is greater.That is to say, his ability to grasp opportunities is slightly lacking, especially for the handling of key balls, he is still very young.I believe that if the person who advances this fast break to the frontcourt is Su Mo, then he will definitely make a completely different choice from Yi Li.

Missing shots, as if being infected, Wu Fengtao infects Yi Li, and Yi Li infects Yan Lingfeng. After holding the ball and surpassing Su Mo’s sudden stop jumper, Yan Lingfeng, who was originally confident and stable, but It was afraid to watch the basketball fall into the frame and bounce out.

Shaking his hand fiercely, Yan Lingfeng immediately turned around and ran to the backcourt. Nanjing No. 9 Middle School's fast offensive tactics have already caused them a lot of hardship in this game, and the best way to crack the fast break is nothing. The question is to set up an "iron barrel formation" like a football game. Of course, there is another way to prevent problems before they occur. It is also possible to block their offensive route in advance.

Yan Lingfeng's choice was very clever, and it happened to appear on the opponent's fast break. Whether it was a dribbling breakthrough or a high school pass, it was difficult to cross Yan Lingfeng's Wuzhishan.

Therefore, after protecting the backcourt rebounds, Peng Hui did not throw the ball to the frontcourt in the first place to find his teammates, but patiently and cautiously handed the ball to the backcourt from the frontcourt. Su Mo.

Habitually, after his teammates grabbed the rebound, Su Mo’s first reaction was to move forward quickly, but the hateful Yan Lingfeng blocked his fast attack route. In desperation, Xu Zhong felt very self-conscious. It is difficult to take advantage of it, so he can only go back to the backcourt to catch the ball and move forward slowly.

I am impatient and can’t eat hot tofu. I believe that at this time, Su Mo believes that his opponents must be similar to him in their hearts, subconsciously wanting to win the game in one breath, but the cruel reality tells them that they will never be able to eat in one breath. Fatty.

Regardless, the two teams were still standing on the same starting line so far, so Su Mo knocked his opponent down with one punch without any rush. That would be clean and tidy, but it would be less fun.

When the ball arrived in the frontcourt, Su Mo did not stick the ball too much, but passed it to Yi Li in the first place. This is the only teammate he can trust at present, especially on the offensive end, almost from the second half of the game. Nanjing No. 9 High School, which has always been known for its multi-point offense and blooming everywhere, seems to have only Su Mo and Yi Li scoring all the time. Other than occasionally showing up on the defensive end, they consider themselves in front of the national audience. The invisible man on the offensive end.

After Yi Li received the ball, he was undoubtedly faced with Wu Fengtao's strict defense. Before Yi Li scored consecutively, the anger in Wu Fengtao's heart had already been hooked out by him, so in the process of defending Yi Li , He started somewhat heavy.

Wu Fengtao is not a good stubborn, but Yi Li is not a vegetarian. Wu Fengtao does his hands and feet, and even some small actions are already obvious fouls, but the referee just pretends to be deaf and dumb, selling silly, invisible and not blowing. post.Yi Li is also a violent temper, but more people will be deceived by his delicate face. After Wu Fengtao's repeated provocations, Yi Li finally selectively forgot one thing, that is, his body is already He had four fouls, but Wu Fengtao had only one foul.In other words, Wu Fengtao can harass him unscrupulously without caring about fouls, but if Yi Li wants to stay on the court to continue the game, he can only knock out his teeth and swallow in his stomach again and again.

"I'm going to your mother!" Wu Fengtao's big hand touched it thiefly again in Yu Guang, Yi Li shuddered suddenly, suddenly picked up the basketball in his hand, and slammed it at Wu Fengtao.

Wu Fengtao smiled and laughed very happily. After a long time of hard work, he finally completed the task Xu Jianye gave him. No matter how many reasons Yi Li had, Yi Li could not escape the fate of being sent off the court.Without Yi Li, Nanjing No. 9 High School will become a limping team, and relying on Su Mo alone may be difficult to support.

"Beep!" "Beep!"

After two consecutive whistles sounded, Wu Botao shouted the whistle in his mouth and ran between the two people, then pointed at the two of them, and made a gesture-both sides fouled!

For Nanjing No. 9 Middle School, this was nothing short of a thunderstorm. Yi Li was finally sent off, ruined by his opponent's cunning and his own overconfidence.After finally realizing that his momentary struggle of spirits might bring the team the most undesirable results, Yi Li sat on the floor with a pale face, his eyes filled with despair.

Su Mo also sighed. Everyone knew that Yi Li was calculated by his opponent, but at this moment, besides sighing that he was too stupid and true, what else could he say?To blame the referee?Perhaps this is indeed a reason, a reason that can be passed on to contradictions.But he doesn't have the momentum and courage of Yan Lingfeng, Sun Feiying and others. Why did Shuiyun Yizhong guard the clouds and see the moonlight, and finally waited for the referee's help in this game after being tricked by the referee in many games?The reason is simple. They played it out, everyone loves money, and the referee is no exception, but compared to their own lives, everything seems to be much lighter.There are rumors that the few bastards in Shuiyun One really dare to kill.

Tears couldn't stop pouring out of his eyes. The man did not flick his tears, but the tears that did not reach the sadness, Yi Li's tears were muddy and clear. The muddyness was feelings, but what was clear was his unwilling heart!

Su Mo patted Yi Li's shoulder lightly, and slowly sighed, "Don't worry, there is still me."

Hearing Su Mo's voice, Yi Li slowly raised his head, his eyes full of guilt, lowered his voice and muttered, "I'm sorry, I, I..."

"Don't say it, no one will blame you!" Su Mo smiled encouragingly, and then walked down the court with his arms around Yi Li's shoulders. Since the referee's penalty is irreversible, what he can do It can only respond to the referee's poor performance with his own angry flame.

Yi Li came off the field with 26 points, 8 rebounds, 4 assists and 5 fouls. Although I was full of reluctance and nostalgia for this game, what Yi Li could do next, Just stand on the sidelines and cheer for his teammates!

Because Wu Botao called for fouls on both sides, the offensive power is still in the hands of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School. Before receiving the ball, Su Mo raised his head and looked at the big screen. There is still 50 seconds before the end of the game. The two teams scored 75:75.

Su Mo's brain is running fast. The time of 50 seconds is very short, but it is enough to complete three attacks. In other words, even though Yi Li was sent off, the current form is more beneficial to them.Because they still had two chances to attack, but Shui Yun Yizhong only had one chance.

Thinking of this, Su Mo couldn't help but breathe out a long breath. For the first time since the start of this game, he seemed to see the dawn of victory beckoning to them.

Two steps back, Su Mo received a sideline serve from his teammate. Facing Yan Lingfeng's defense, he was not anxious to attack, but patiently compressed the attack time. If he was too hasty, he might give it to his opponent once. A precious offensive opportunity. In that case, the hope of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School will be very slim.

Time slipped away every second. The atmosphere on the field seemed to freeze. All spectators opened their eyes and closed their mouths. The game has now officially entered the ** stage. One of the protagonists of this game, Yi Li, is no longer present on Shanghai, but they don't doubt the excitement of this sex at all.

"10, 9, 8..."

The supporters of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School began to shout in unison to remind Su Mo when the attack time of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School entered the countdown stage.

Su Mo has no expression on his face, but in his heart he is grateful for these lovely fans.

"It's now!" Su Mo suddenly roared. With 5 seconds left in the offensive time, the tiger went down the mountain and usually launched an offense. There was already Yan Lingfeng who was on guard. Where would Su Mo easily break through with both hands. Spreading out, stepping up with both feet, not retreating but advancing, slammed into Su Mo facing the shocking momentum.

Dribbling the ball with his right hand, Su Mo's foot position suddenly became abnormally erratic. First, it was an "S" shape, but the left foot had not yet fallen, and then a "Z" shape moved. Su Mo was like a snake. , Rushing around Yan Lingfeng's body from left to right.

The world is not softer than water, but no one is invincible. There are many cases in this world where softness overcomes rigidity, and Su Mo's breakthrough is based on this idea.

Yan Lingfeng stood still, staring at the basketball in Su Mo's hands without blinking. Su Mo made a lot of false breakthroughs, and his shoulder shaking was also very deceptive. Yan Lingfeng could only pass through Su Mo's hands. His basketball trends are used to judge his true intentions, but what disappoints him is that Su Mo is really too difficult to deal with. After all, Su Mo has been suppressed for too long before, and many times have been with Yan Lingfeng In the duel, he chose to retreat, in order to give Yan Lingfeng a fatal blow at the most critical moment.

"Bring it to me!" When the two of you retreated and I entered, Yan Lingfeng suddenly slammed a button, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and turned into an arrow from the string, stretching flat. With his left hand, he immediately rushed towards Su Mo.

"Dreaming!" Su Mo sneered. Just before Yan Lingfeng rushed forward, he turned around dexterously, facing Yan Lingfeng with his back.

Yan Lingfeng's momentum was too late, and her open fingers happened to poke Su Mo's back. At the same time he screamed in pain, Su Mo had already used his power to rush into the inside.