Chapter 403 1% chance 7

Looking at Yan Lingfeng lying motionless on the floor, Huang Biao's mouth evoked a cruel smile. It was the extremely embarrassed person in front of him who wiped out their 20-point lead; it was also this person who indirectly caused him to blood stain the field. Men in Beijing can suffer losses, but they can never suffer mute losses. Before reappearing, Huang Biao had secretly decided in his heart that if Yan Lingfeng gave it to him, he would definitely return it to him! And if Yan Lingfeng owes him, he will also get it back little by little!

With the help of Zhao Senming and Wu Fengtao, Yan Lingfeng slowly stood up, shook his head gently, and confirmed that he had not been thrown into a concussion. After that, he turned his head and looked deeply at Huang Biao standing on the free throw line, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, and then lowered his head silently walked out of the three-point line.

There is a saying that luck is coming, and it can't be stopped. Huang Biao is like this. After the whistle just now, his shot turned upside down several times in the basket. Seeing that it was impossible to enter the end, he magically got into the basket. The free throw was still like this. After turning more than a dozen times along the inner wall of the hoop, he turned more and more and was about to leave the basket. However, the basketball didn't know which door to draw and his head was crooked and fell into the basket.

35：30!

Just when everyone thought that Tsinghua Affiliated Middle School had gone in this game, they did not die in silence, but in the fire and broke out in silence. Xie Libin, Huang Biao, Zhong Cheng... One team member after another of Tsinghua Affiliated Middle School stood up. They are no longer muddle-headed, and they are no longer timid. They are like warriors in a backwater battle, inspired by their desire to survive and stimulate their full potential. Ignite yourself with the heat of youth and dispel all doubts about them with the love of basketball.

Who is the happiest person after playing momentum in Tsinghua Affiliated Middle School and overtaking the score? Naturally, their coach is Wang Zhenguo. Seeing that his "roar therapy" had played a role, Wang Zhenguo had already thought about it in his heart. Since this trick worked, he would use it from time to time. Being a good man will only make the team members like themselves, but will certainly not make them fear themselves.

The situation became passive again, but Yan Lingfeng's expression was still relatively relaxed. He took the bottom line serve from Wu Fengtao's hand and was not in a hurry to push forward to the front court. Instead, he moved his body and played the basketball twice in place, so he slowly dribbled the ball to the front court.

The opponent has risen. At this time, the most important thing for Shuiyun No.1 is not to win back the lead, but to find a way to stop their high fighting spirit. Controlling the rhythm is a very profound knowledge on the basketball court. A young man who surges with blood regardless of rushing forward can never be an organizational defender. Keep your brain calm all the time, which is a must-have skill for an excellent organizational defender. In Yan Lingfeng's personality, he has become a little old, and coupled with his extra ten years of experience compared with his peers, he stands at a higher starting point on the basketball court and looks at the problem from a broader perspective.

Before the ball passed the midfield, Huang Biao rushed up aggressively. He had completely turned red. Seeing basketball was like a hungry wolf seeing a little white sheep, so no matter who controls the ball in Shuiyun, there is no difference for him. Fortunately, behind Huang Biao like fire, there was Xie Libin like ice. Huang Biao went up to Yan Lingfeng, and Xie Libin immediately moved his footsteps to make up for Zhao Senming.

Yan Lingfeng frowned slightly and seemed to be very afraid of Huang Biao. He leaned against his opponent and carefully pulled the ball horizontally. However, just as Huang Biao took an inch and leaned up again, Yan Lingfeng suddenly accelerated, and his feet were flying and driggling the ball fiercely. One rushed forward with the ball and rushed to the inner line against Huang Biao's body.

Yan Lingfeng's starting breakthrough was very sudden, but Huang Biao's reaction was not slow. Seeing that it was impossible to stop Yan Lingfeng, he raised his eyebrows, his expression was cold, and his hands and feet were used together. He pulled up and down, and directly put Yan Lingfeng to the ground.

After a trip under his feet, Yan Lingfeng's body was originally leaning forward, but Huang Biao's hands holding Yan Lingfeng's jersey were not relaxed. It seemed that he was protecting Yan Lingfeng from falling down, but in fact, he made up his mind to teach Yan Lingfeng a lesson. He gritted his teeth and pulled back fiercely, as if he were not standing on the basketball court but on the wrestling field. Huang Biao put Yan Lingfeng, who had lost his center of gravity and could no longer control his body balance well, on the floor fiercely.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, although Yan Lingfeng tried very hard to avoid contact with the floor, he fell on the floor again.

"Ah!" Yan Lingfeng snorted, and his face seemed to be attached to a golden branch. Bean-sized sweat beads came out of his pores and couldn't help taking a breath of cold air. Yan Lingfeng's spine seemed to have been broken. The back of his head, neck, back, back of his back, waist, buttocks... There was no pain everywhere, and none of them was as hot as if he had been roasted by fire.

"I'm fucking!"

If there was still a little blame for Yan Lingfeng's fall before, then this time, Huang Biao was completely the culprit. After the score was overtaken, the team members who had a lot of anger in their hearts were immediately angry.

Zhao Senming was the first to rush up, opened his teeth and claws, and was furious. He grabbed Huang Biao and swung his fist.

With a punch down, Zhao Senming not only failed to hit the target, but flew backwards. It turned out that just before Zhao Senming punched, Huang Biao, who often wandered on the street with Yang Chao, was already fully prepared. He flew up and hit Zhao Senming's chest and kicked him directly into mid-air.

If Huang Biao's pulling and tripping ignited the fuse, then his kick is directly equivalent to kicking the bomb. The sticky game put great psychological pressure on the players of the two teams. Everyone's heart seemed to have a lid, with a grumpy beast inside, and Huang Biao's kick kicked all the lids away, releasing the beasts in everyone's hearts.

One of the members of the two teams, whether on or off the court, rushed to the field with red eyes. Of course, there are still few people who ignore and make heavy hands like Huang Biao. After all, this tone has to compete, and the game will continue. Therefore, although the members of the two teams pushed together, they still maintained the most basic restraint. Most of them just shouted and scolded from the air. Even if they reached out, they still used the "Tathagata's Palm" to greet the opponent's shoulders and chest.

As the saying goes, people who bite people don't bark, and those who do cruelty are often not those who shout that they want to have a close relationship with the direct relatives of 18 generations of women. Seeing that the situation had been initially controlled by the intervention of three referees and the coaches of the two teams, a player in a yellow jersey quietly slipped behind Huang Biao, raised his elbow, waved his fists, and moved smoothly. The whole process took absolutely no more than 1 second. Huang Biao had already hummed and lay straight on the floor.

After one blow, Gao Yang, with a cold expression, did not choose to run away smartly, but stared at the other team members attached to Tsinghua University coldly, clenching his hands and guarding against his opponent's revenge at any time.

Maybe Gao Yang's action is too fast, too fierce and accurate, or maybe the players of Tsinghua Affiliated Middle School have calmed down now. Counting coach Wang Zhenguo, everyone in their team was stunned and looked at Gao Yang in a franse...

After a while, bolder people such as Ding Feihang could still look at Gao Yang, but they did not take revenge angrily. The timid actually shrank his head and retreated. Gao Yang's cold and ruthless fighting style brought too much shock to them who grew up in the greenhouse.

"Du! Du! Du!" The referee whistled continuously and rushed fearlessly to the middle of the two groups of people. His eyes were as cold as iron, his expression was as cold as ice, his hands were divided into fingers, and he used his movements to command the two groups of people to return to their homes.

Yan Lingfeng, who had already stood up, hugged Gao Yang's shoulder and sighed gently, forcibly pulled him back to the bench. And others also came back one after another under the persuasion of Xu Jianye.

"What's wrong with you?" Despite the unbearable pain, Yan Lingfeng couldn't care about himself, but looked at Gao Yang with complicated eyes and sighed.

Gao Yang still had such a cold expression, biting his lips and saying nothing. No one knows the important position of Yan Lingfeng in his mind, and no one knows how uncomfortable he was when he fell to the ground by his opponent again and again.

"Oc's it, don't show your love. Let's think about whether we can leave here safely by the end of the game!" Sun Feiying, whose face was high and swollen, said vaguely that in the conflict just now, he was also one of the most prominent people in Shuiyun. He charged ahead, and it was estimated that eating T would also be in front. And more importantly, he has had a technical foul before, so it can basically be determined before the referee makes a judgment. He and Gao Yang definitely have no way to stay on the field.

Sure enough, after the situation was controlled, the referee made heavy hands. On the side of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School, not only Gao Yang and Sun Feiying, but also Zhao Senming, who attempted to commit the murder, were directly expelled. Twelve team members suddenly lost a quarter of their losses. Xu Jianye's face was cloudy and he was in an extremely bad mood.

However, Tsinghua Affiliated Middle School is relatively better. Huang Biao was the only one who was sent off. Of course, if you count Yang Chao, who has been forced to return to the locker room before, the loss of Tsinghua Affiliated Middle School is actually no lighter than Shuiyun.

In addition, Wu Fengtao, Han Dengyun, He Qing, Zhong Cheng, Ding Feihang and Mo Wei of Tsinghua Affiliated Middle School all got a technical foul. This time, the referee was determined to teach the players of the two teams a painful lesson, making them remember that the basketball court was neither a wrestling court nor a boxing ring.

"What I've been worried about finally happened." On the broadcast, the Yu family's voice was very low and their expression was very depressed. "What I don't understand is why our players can't calm down? Why do our referees always have headaches? Why can't our coach emphasize the importance of civilized competition in his daily training? One game, two large-scale conflicts, I think there must be many viewers in front of the TV now who have the same feeling as me. Is this a basketball game? Or a wrestling match? Of course, I don't mean that players should play on the court like sheep. There can be fierce defense and fierce physical confrontation, but there is one premise that your defense cannot be based on malicious fouls. Your confrontation cannot be fought just for confrontation. Let's take a look back at the trigger of this conflict, that is, the No. 5 of Tsinghua Affiliated Middle School, who organized the defender Huang Biao's foul on No. 11 Yan Lingfeng in Shuiyun No.1 Middle School. From the expression on Huang Biao's face and the backhand action, it is not difficult to see that the purpose of his foul is not to destroy the attack of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School at all, but to kill his opponent and put down Yan Lingfeng! We don't know how deep the hatred Huang Biao and Yan Lingfeng have. Why did they have to leave the scene when they were injured? Even when they just emerged and rose up, they fell sadly because of their injuries! To paraphrase what we often say, Huang Biao's behavior is intended to ruin Yan Lingfeng's job!"

Unconsciously, Yan Lingfeng has become a "national treasure" in the eyes of many basketball fans, just like Chen Ming in the previous two years and Yao Ming. In their eyes, even if the opponent does not commit a malicious foul once, he will be labeled as a "murderer". The Yu family has always liked Yan Lingfeng and placed great expectations on him, so when many people focus on the two-team group fight, he was worried about Yan Lingfeng's body.

Zhang Weiping, sitting next to the Yu family, frowned slightly and seemed to be very surprised by the Yu family's statement. In his opinion, there are so many Chinese people, and there will never be a lack of so-called "geniuses". The key to the question is whether an environment suitable for geniuses can grow. He does not deny that Yan Lingfeng is a promising basketball teenager, but he does not approve of cultivating flowers in the greenhouse. Genius, only when you grow up in a fall can you really become a talent.

The two people have different views, and their views naturally diverged, but Zhang Weiping did not open his mouth to refute the Yu family. I believe that everyone's mood is very heavy at this moment. After all, except for a small number of spectators who are not a big deal, what many people are longing for is also a wonderful basketball game.

opened his mouth and Zhang Weiping wanted to say something, but he hesitated and chose to be silent.

Yu Jia looked at Zhang Weiping thoughtfully and continued with a wry smile: "The referee's judgment is very firm and timely. The so-called chaotic era is a heavy code, and the law enforcement basketball game is the same. Obviously, the players of both teams are already angry at this time. If the referee can't set an example, it is likely that there will be similar conflicts in the following games.

"That's right!" The two finally found a fit, and Zhang Weiping finally agreed, "Before, I thought that the referee would only send Yang Chao off alone to bury hidden dangers. Now it seems that it is indeed an unwise move. Fortunately, even if the referee corrects his mistake, I believe that the next game will definitely be on the right track. The members of the two teams must put all their energy on the game itself, draw a satisfactory end to the twists and turns of the game, and also give an explanation to the audience at the scene and in front of the TV! "

"I hope so!" The Yu family instinctively felt that things were not so easy to pass, but naturally they could not tell the truth at this time. They could only nod with a wry smile, "After Sun Feiying, Zhao Senming and Gao Yang were sent off, there were only nine people left in Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School to continue the game. And Tsinghua Affiliated Middle School is not easy. After all, Yang Chao and Huang Biao are the absolute main force of the team. It will be very difficult to play without one game, not to mention that both of them have gone back to the locker room to take a bath now. But then again, although both teams are short of players, the game may not be flat. As we all know, in the chess game, the best thing is the fight of the 'endgame', and will the two teams that play in the 'game' bring us different highlights? I'm sure it will!"

The players of the two teams reappeared. Although the two teams have been sent off five times together, the tense atmosphere on the court has not weakened at all. The referee is also helpless about this. He can't kick him out because of a player's bad expression on his face, can he?

After the resumption of the game, the first thing the two teams need to do is to take a free throw. On the side of Tsinghua Affiliated Middle School, Huang Biao was sentenced to a malicious foul, coupled with the technical foul of Ding Feihang and other three people, so there are a total of five free throws in Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School. Coincidentally, Tsinghua Affiliated Middle School also has five free throws.

First of standing on the free throw line was Yan Lingfeng, who may have been affected by the overwhelming boos of the fans, or it may be that he hasn't recovered from the two falls just now. He actually missed two free throws. You know, although Yan Lingfeng is not very good at shooting, his free throws have always been It is relatively stable, not to mention that two penalties are not missed, but the situation of two penalties and one case is rare.

Yan Lingfeng shook his hand and gave up his position with chagrin. Since the feel is not there, there is no need to continue to force it. For the remaining three technical fouls and penalty shots, let Wu Fengtao feel softer and more stable to take the penalty!

Wu Fengtao really didn't let him down. After three free throws and three free throws, the scores of the two teams have been changed to 35:33, and the score behind Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School has become 2 points. Of course, this is the score before Tsinghua Affiliated Middle School has made a free throw.

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