Rebirth of Basketball Boy

"Why?" Sun Hu became anxious when he heard this. The reason why he disagreed with Sun Hu's immediate appearance was that he had to take a free throw after he went on the court. Sun Hu's serve percentage, not to mention it, could be continuous. Two free throws, "three non-stick", let him go to the free throw line, isn't it equal to giving the opponent points?

Sun Hu’s original intention was to send a substitute player who served the ball on the field. Then, after the free throw was over, he called a timeout to let Han Ruhu play again. However, he didn’t expect the referee to ask the opposing coach to designate the player to take the free throw. Sun Hu immediately refused. Got it, after all, Changchun 11th Middle School, although the team's free throw percentage can be ranked in the upper middle of all teams.But in every team, there will always be a few people who are not suitable to stand on the free throw line, just like every horse group, there will always be so few black sheep.

"According to the rules!" The referee didn't want to make ink with Sun Hu. He turned around and waved to the bench of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School. When Xu Jianye walked in front of him, he slowly said, “The rest from Changchun No. 11 Middle School. Among the 7 players, you can pick one player at will and take the free throw instead of Sun Hu."

"There is still this good thing?" Like Sun Hu, Xu Jianye is obviously not very familiar with some of the rules of killing this year. According to international practice, Xu Jianye is not qualified.But since the referee has already given the decision-making power in his hands, he naturally will not refuse hypocritically. After turning his eyes twice, he then sat with his fingers on the end of the bench, the No. 4 center of Changchun No. 11 Middle School. Huang Guowen.

According to common sense, the higher each is, the more unreliable the free throw.In the average free throw percentage of five positions in the NBA, the center will undoubtedly occupy the bottom of the list.Of course, there will naturally be exceptions to this. The proud Chinese "little giant" Yao Ming is a player with a particularly accurate free throw percentage.Another example is the "German Tank" Dirk Nowitzki. If Yao Ming’s free throws can only be counted as first-rate in the NBA, then Dirk has averaged more than 90% of his free throws per game in his career. It is entirely possible to be among the superb free throwers.Xu Jianye chose Huang Guowen to play free throws, so he used the dead horse as a living horse doctor. Although he had done a lot of investigation and understanding of Changchun 11th Middle School before the game, he didn't know about the Changchun 11th Middle School, except for Han The worst free throw outside Ruhu is the one.

As a substitute for the tireless Han Ruhu, Huang Guowen had very few chances to play in the previous games, so he accidentally got the chance to play. He couldn't take care of thanking Xu Jianye for his recommendation, and immediately took off his body. Training clothes, eagerly ready to play.

"Wait a minute!" Sun Hu pulled Huang Guowen to his ear, and after a low voice, he patted him on the shoulder and walked to the side with a smile on his face.

Huang Guowen nodded thoughtfully, looked at Gao Yang who was still standing upright like a green pine, bit his lip and slowly clenched his fists.

After careful selection, Xu Jianye thought he had found a soft persimmon, but he didn't expect to bite it down and discovered that a soft persimmon does not mean that the persimmon is not astringent, and Huang Guowen is a persimmon that looks very soft but very astringent.

Standing on the free throw line, Huang Guowen turned the ball around his waist three times like "General No. 0" Gilbert Arenas, then slowly squatted down, held the ball with his left hand, and flipped with his right hand. The basketball flew to the basket with a soft arc.

39:41!

This is the first scoring in the second half of the 11th Middle School in Changchun. No one would have thought that the first half of the game was still sunny and windy, and in the second half it would turn into hurricanes and rain. There was no sign at all. It is diffused, and fortunately the players of both teams know the meaning of the final, so so far, they have maintained restraint, otherwise I am afraid that the basketball court has become a boxing ring by now, and there is no limit on the number of people. Boxing ring.

"Swipe!" With a sound, the second penalty came in again, 39:42!Changchun 11th Middle School struggled to maintain their lead, and with Huang Guowen's two free throws, they interrupted Shuiyun Yizhong's consecutive scoring, avoided being beaten by opponents, and surpassed the score in one fell swoop.

After completing the task, Huang Guowen was immediately called off the court by Sun Hu, and Han Ruhu, after a short rest, went back into battle.

The real man should be like this, Han Ruhu's appearance, the audience immediately responded with generous applause. Through the big screen at the scene, they could see clearly. Han Ruhu just now had his eyes closed and his face pale, no difference from the dead. .But after such a short period of time, Han Ruhu bravely returned to the arena. What qualifications do they have to give such a fighter the purest applause?

Han Ruhu's face was somewhat pale, but his expression was still so excited. After clapping his hands with his teammates, Han Ruhu stood in front of Gao Yang and slowly let out a cold breath. Said: "Good boy, between the two of us, there is no end!"

If you talk too much, you will lose. This truth was instilled in him by the teacher of Gaoyang Elementary School. He was a good baby since he was a child. Gao Yang, who took the teacher’s words as the most famous saying, imprinted this sentence deeply in his mind, which directly caused him to grow up. After graduation, his taciturn personality, facing Han Ruhu’s provocation, his face remained unchanged, as always indifferent, but his eyes were full of unconcealed enthusiasm. Obviously, the collision just now was also Let his blood boil.

Guo Wei stands on the sideline to serve. He is the team’s eldest brother and the team’s No. 2 scorer before. However, he has never played particularly well in this game. There is some anxiety in his heart, and the most The important thing is that he will soon enter the university campus after playing this competition, so he is eager to win this game more than anyone, holding the championship trophy in his arms, and not letting his high school life stay. Regret.

Looking at Liu Xiaoyu with glasses, Guo Wei's Yu Guang noticed that Jiang Jiajie was interspersing at both ends of the bottom line.

With a move in his heart, Guo Weiyang was about to pass the ball to Liu Xiaoyu, but when the basketball was about to leave his palm, he suddenly changed the direction of the pass, turned his wrist, and sent it towards the bottom line on the right.

It was empty there, neither his teammates nor his opponents, but Guo Wei believed Jiang Jiajie and believed that he would be able to run to that position before the basketball flew out of the bottom line. This is not blind trust, but a long time. The tacit understanding honed.

Jiang Jiajie did not disappoint Guo Wei. His running position was as erratic as ever. Before Guo Wei passed the ball, he had already received the signal, so he suddenly stopped at the basket and turned around, throwing off Sun Feiying and passing towards Guo Wei. Flew away in the direction.

Kuo Wei's thoughts are right. After all, Jiang Jiajie's three-pointer is still very lethal.But he ignored one person, a man who went crazy to 100 meters or even can run into 11 seconds. Sun Feiying was actually not completely rid of Jiang Jiajie. He is also experienced in defending someone like Jiang Jiajie who runs and plays. He knows the truth. False, false, false, real, no matter what, the truth should be set aside three points.

Seeing that Jiang Jiajie’s hands were about to touch the basketball, but at this moment, a yellow wind suddenly hit Jiang Jiajie’s back. A yellow figure completed the overtaking of him in an instant, and rushed in front of him. The basketball is in hand.

Sun Feiying succeeded in stealing the ball, but under the effect of huge inertia, his body had already flown out of the sideline uncontrollably, clenching his teeth, Sun Feiying held the ball in one hand and turned slightly, regardless Regardless, there was not so much time to think about so much, almost closed his eyes completely relying on feelings, and threw it towards the halftime of Changchun 11th Middle School with all his strength.

The basketball roared into the wind, and it swiftly broke through the air in the air. Near the midfield, Yan Lingfeng was fighting against Liu Xiaoyu. Sun Feiying's pass was not very clear and wanted to catch the ball. In the hand, it is completely dependent on keen judgment and precise positioning.

Liu Xiaoyu is a passing master. In this respect, he is obviously more sensitive than Yan Lingfeng. Yan Lingfeng's glasses are not as easy to use as Liu Xiaoyu, but he can't help his head being smart.He didn't go to watch the ball, but just followed Liu Xiaoyu, as if he was not on the offensive but on the defensive.

Liu Xiaoyu also seemed a little helpless with Yan Lingfeng’s "Mangy Dog" style of play. He could only grit his teeth and ran in the opposite direction. He also understood that Sun Feiying's ball was extremely hard and fast, as long as it was delayed a little. Time, Yan Lingfeng would not be able to catch up.That being the case, then neither of them can catch it, let the basketball fly directly out of the bottom line.

Liu Xiaoyu was also confused by Yan Lingfeng. He forgot that Yan Lingfeng's judgment on the basketball line may indeed be inferior to him, but Yan Lingfeng is not a rookie who has just been in contact with basketball. When basketball was just far away from him, He may not be able to accurately find the receiving point for a while, but when the basketball has been flying for a while and getting closer and closer to him, how could Yan Lingfeng still find the receiving point?

After Liu Xiaoyu walked two steps, he noticed that Yan Lingfeng hadn't followed, and made a bad cry. When he turned his head to look, he found in despair that Yan Lingfeng had caught the ball in his hand, and the wind was the same as they were in the half-court. The ground rushed over.

Liu Xiaoyu still has an accurate judgment about his own speed and Yan Lingfeng's speed. He knows that at this time it is completely impossible for him to catch up with Yan Lingfeng, so he did not force himself, so he could save it later. A "humiliation under the crotch" slowly followed Yan Lingfeng behind. Liu Xiaoyu's heart was mixed with five flavors. He once hoped that Yan Lingfeng would not be affected by the pain and would use all his skills to compete with him. Fan.But the desire for the championship in his heart made him hope that Yan Lingfeng could not continue to play.Seeing this scene in front of him, Liu Xiaoyu's eyes no longer had the anger that he had just received. He really calmed down. Some people can't be defeated by his best efforts, and some things are not what he gave all. It can be restored.

Yan Lingfeng single-handedly rushed to the empty basket in Changchun November, but did not rush to attack the basket, but stopped and turned around, and gave Sun Feiying a thumbs up from a long distance. .

As soon as Yan Lingfeng made this move, the crowd was in an uproar, and Sun Hu was even more furious. He almost rushed into the arena and pinched Yan Lingfeng's neck to ask what he wanted to do?

Humiliation, Yan Lingfeng is undoubtedly a blatant provocation to Changchun 11th Middle School, an unreserved humiliation!

Yan Lingfeng, who is angry, has no good and evil in his eyes, only success or failure!