Chapter 10 The sequelae of Dunk

In the next attack process of Class 6 of senior high school, these freshmen gave them a difficult problem. The five of them tacitly adopted the joint defense. Yes, the joint defense tactics of shooting without letting go, Li Yi took action easily near the free throw line again, but this time he was a little unlucky, and the basketball collapsed directly on the basket. High bounce, Han Dengyun stuck No. 99 with his body. Fu Zijun easily took off the rebound and looked at Zhao Senming, who was beg for the ball. He directly shook his arm and threw the basketball heavily at the opponent's half.

As early as when the basketball did not fall, the two light yellow figures had rushed to the opponent's half. After the rebound was removed, Zhao Senming pretended to ask for the ball to attract the attention of the opponent, while the basketball in Fu Zijun's hand flew like a cannonball to Yan Lingfeng, who had entered the opponent's half.

Yan Lingfeng's dunk at the beginning may have shocked his opponent too much. No. 8 and No. 10, who rushed back to defend, chose this very threatening No. 11. Yan Lingfeng stopped his body and looked at the sweaty two people and smiled, "Are you leaking?"

No. 8 and No. 10 were slightly stunned. Yan Lingfeng had jumped high to meet the ball. No. 10 jumped up with him. The height of the two were almost the same, but No. 10 stretched out his arm and could only touch Yan Lingfeng's arm. No. 8 had noticed that Sun Feiying, who had been ambushed under his own basket at this time, and hurriedly He shook his fat buttocks and ran to him.

Yan Lingfeng, who was in the air, smiled and said, "It's too late!"

He caught the basketball in his hand without any pause and threw the ball directly. Sun Feiying received the ball, stretched out his tongue to No. 8, who was running breathlessly not far away, gently relaxed his long arms, and hit a simple board shot.

Less than two minutes from the start of the game, the eighth class of senior high school shot four, 9-4 far ahead.

is still a joint defense. Li Yi doesn't seem to have much confidence in his feel. After receiving the ball, he hesitated and passed the ball to No. 8 outside the three-point line on the left. Sun Feiying stood two steps away from No. 8 and was too lazy to move at all, allowing No. 8 to jump comfortably.

As soon as No. 8 shot, Yan Lingfeng immediately started. Judging from the trajectory of the basketball shot, the ball was 100% biased. When he ran to the cheerleading team of Class 6 of Senior Three, Yan Lingfeng happened to hear the excited shouts of the seniors around him. He looked back with some doubt and happened to see Han Dengyun standing on the bottom line with a helpless face to prepare to serve.

The fast attack could not be achieved, so Yan Lingfeng had to slow down and slowly walked to the opponent's half.

Zhao Senming attacked with the ball, still insisting on the center tactics and carefully hanging the ball to Han Dengyun, who was stuck in the inside line. Han Dengyun held the ball in his hands and protected his chest. Suddenly, a sharp half turned around the shooting space with his back to the basket. No. 99 was shocked. It seemed that he never thought that this fat man could have such a With a quick pace, he immediately flew up and was about to block it. Han Dengyun smiled cunningly and held the basketball back in his arms. When No. 99 flew to the top of his head, he leaned against his body and threw the ball out.

The cheerleaders of Class 6, which were still cheering, immediately fell silent and added a penalty. Han Dengyun arrogantly touched his nose and stood on the free throw line, took over the basketball and played with it for a long time. When the referee couldn't help but want to rule, he carefully throw the ball out.

The basketball drew a beautiful arc, rubbed with the basket to make a good sound, and then flew out of the bottom line very quickly.

The five people who were preparing to grab the rebound were stunned on the spot. Yan Lingfeng shook his head with a bitter smile and ran back to his half, patted Han Dengyun on the shoulder and asked, "Is this 2+0?" Han Dengyun pushed away Yan Lingfeng angrily and said depressedly, "This is the real center! Look at O'Neal, he is the first center in the NBA!"

"O'Neill doesn't seem to have punished you, has he?" Yan Lingfeng's moment was undoubtedly very hateful in Han Dengyun's eyes, but he was worried that he would not pass the ball for a while, so he could only stare at him and muttered, "It's rare and strange!"

"Stop talking nonsense, they called." Zhao Senming said with a serious face.

"Yes, how did they score that goal last time? According to my many years of basketball career, that ball can't get into the basket even if it is a level 12 wind. Yan Lingfeng asked doubtfully.

"Boarding." Zhao Senming has devoted himself to the game. It seems that saying one more word will waste energy and physical strength.

"No, my left hand has completely swollen. If the ball dies, I will ask Qingyun to replace me. I can't hold on." Yan Lingfeng covered his left hand like a steamed bun and applied.

"Well, go ahead. The opponent is not very strong. We can handle it." Zhao Senming replied.

The human chat between the two angered their opponents. No. 8 satisfied Yan Lingfeng's wish and passed the ball directly out of the sideline, so our protagonist came off gloriously after handing out 2 points and one assist in his first game.

Xiang Qingyun took off his coat happily and laughed, "God help me too! I thought I wouldn't get a chance to play until the day I sat on the bench on the wooden floor!"

Yan Lingfeng covered his growing left hand and walked down the court. The pig demon said with concern, "Are you all right? Go to the hospital quickly."

Yan Lingfeng shook his head and sat in front of the cheerleading team and laughed, "It's not a big problem. It's okay after two days of cultivation. The main reason is that the opponent doesn't have much strength. It doesn't matter if I'm here. This game will definitely come down!"

The pig demon didn't say much, nodded and continued to look at the field.

Yan Lingfeng turned around and asked, "Do you need a commentator? It's a very ** kind."

Tian Hui, who was sitting in the front row, said disdainfully, "No, I can understand!"

Song Deming replied modestly, "Can you tell everyone about it? Sometimes I see the fog in the clouds, just like your dunk. I don't think I can touch it even if I put a stool under the basket.

Yan Lingfeng said righteously, "You can wear shoes with springs, monitor."

Song Deming looked surprised and asked, "Is that not good for your feet? I said, how can a person jump so high!"

In the face of this idiot monitor, Yan Lingfeng couldn't bear to continue to play tricks. He turned around and made a serious guest appearance in basketball commentary.

"Look at this ball, Sen Ming and Zijun's blocking and disassembly cooperation is really beautiful. After Zi Jun finished blocking people, he immediately disassembled and ran outside the three-point line. Sen Ming cleverly blocked the opponent's No. 21 while passing the ball. Zi Jun was completely empty. Okay, yes. This Fu Zijun three-pointer is really accurate! I'm too far from him at this point!"

"These idiots, does if Sen Ming doesn't attack, does that mean he has no ability to attack? How dare you let him go so far, okay, beautiful throw!"

"No. 21 has been completely scared by Zijun's accurate shooting. Oh, such a close hook hasn't entered!"

"This ball is beautiful. Dengyun asked for the ball under the basket, but Qingyun ran around him to the other side. No. 10 was completely blocked by Dengyun's body. Sen Ming's ball was dressed in a timely manner and shot beautifully. After that, the seniors were completely dispersed."

"Wow, it's the first time I've seen Dengyun jump so high, Ziyan. This must be your credit. What a domineering block. Feiying's speed can definitely run 100 meters. In these steps, I completely threw No. 8 behind me. Cut, I actually lay up in such an ugly posture!"

Speaking this, Yan Lingfeng seemed to realize something. He immediately closed his mouth and carefully turned around. The pig demon's expression was very strange, as if there was a hidden murder. At the same time, there was a relief that a doubt was solved. Xiang Ziyan's expression was very plain, but the clenched fists made Yan Ling Feng had an impulse to turn around and run away.

However, at this time, Liu Zhuofan, who was fatter than Han Dengyun and was determined to catch up with Xiang Ziyan in his academic performance, pulled his broken voice and asked, "Ling Feng, why does Deng Yun have the credit of Ziyan when he plays well?"

Does this fat man fall asleep when talking in the dormitory? Or do you deliberately want to embarrass everyone in front of the pig demon at this time? Yan Lingfeng's brain is running rapidly. According to the memory of his previous life and the contact during this period, Liu Zhuofan should not be the kind of person who hides a knife in his smile, which only shows that his EQ is not directly proportional to his IQ at all!

"Actually, this is easy to explain, just like you, don't you regard purple smoke as your motivation for learning? Climbing to the cloud is the same. Yan Lingfeng casually explained for a reason.

"But are you playing basketball now? Does Xiang Ziyan play basketball very well? Perseverance and doubt must be his habit, but this habit is so annoying at this moment in Yan Lingfeng's eyes.

"That must be! You can see it from Qingyun!" Yan Lingfeng felt that the brain cells were not enough now.

The five people on the court did not know Yan Lingfeng's embarrassment at this time. In the face of the two-year-old seniors, they had no habit of respecting the elderly at all. Fu Zijun's three-pointer ball was like a precise little Li's flying knife, which was well-deserved; Han Dengyun's solid body sat under the basket, making No. 99 gloriously graduate before the first half ended; Sun Feiying's speed made No. 8 who defended him almost cry in despair; Zhao Senming's haunted pass and inserted a needle, and occasionally broke through and throws rarely pop up; Xiang Qingyun, who seemed harmless to be human and animals, also showed his sharp minions from time to time, and there would always be his figure in a vacant space...

At the last moment of the game, there was no suspense at all. Class 8 of senior high school was 68-35 far ahead. After the pig demon asked the head teacher of Class 6 of senior high school for advice, he withdrew the violent five-person group that had not yet played.

Something happened that made all the members of Class 8 of high school ashamed. In just 5 minutes, Class 8 of high school, which were all substitutes, were forced to close to less than 10 minutes by their opponents. Just when the pig demon hesitated to change to the main force again, the referee blew the whistle at the end of the game.

70 to 61!

The students of Class 8 who won the first battle shouted excitedly. After all, they defeated a team of senior high school. At this age, everyone's bodies are still developing. Senior high school students are not as mature as senior high school students in terms of height or body, so the victory of Class 8 of senior high school is in the eyes of Yan Lingfeng and others. It's normal. For other students who don't know much about basketball, it's a miracle.

Originally, some people were a little reluctant to come to the court at the initiative of the pig demon and Tian Hui, but after watching the first game, almost everyone begged them to allow them to continue to watch the game in the next game. Whether they know basketball or not, they can see their classmates at the expense of the basketball court for the honor of the class. Running hard and sweating, they will also have a sincere sense of pride.

The faces of everyone in Class 6 of Senior High School who lost the ball were very ugly. Originally, when the head teacher told them that the opponent they were facing was a group of freshmen in high school, they were confident and wanted to teach their opponents a lesson. As a result, these children told them how to play basketball well.

Li walked heavily to Fu Zijun and whispered, "Your three points are very accurate, but without your teammates, you wouldn't have won."

Fu Zijun blinked and said, "You don't think I'm the core of our class, do you?"

Li Yi wondered, "Isn't it? Although No. 8 is relatively fast, it has no breakthrough ability. On the 15th, our class caught a lot of people with this ability. On the 11th, I can only dunk. No. 5? The ball passed well, but it didn't have the ability to shoot. On the 13th, you're welcome to say that if I guard against him today, he won't be so rampant. Your shooting, passing, running position and bouncing are not bad, and today your attacks are almost all around you. I won't be wrong.

Fu Zijun shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm just lucky today. I was drawn by lottery."

Li Yi felt that his head was full of small stars. Now he obviously couldn't keep up with the current freshman's thinking. He sighed unwillingly and turned his head back.

"Tomorrow is the second game. Let's go. Zijun and Ling Feng, find a place to play. Let's go back to the dormitory to draw lots. I'm so hard today!" Sun Feiying pulled Zhao Sen and shouted.

"And me..." Xiang Qingyun shouted unwillingly.

"What are you talking about?" Tian Hui came over and asked puzzledly.

"Drare, last night, Zijun drew the king who can attack freely in today's competition. I must draw the king of tomorrow's competition!" Sun Feiying explained patiently.

"Do you look down on my brother?" Xiang Ziyan asked.

"No, no, how can it be? Anyway, I don't think Ling Feng will be able to fight tomorrow. Let's go, Qingyun, and draw lots together!" Han Dengyun hurriedly pulled Xiang Qingyun to show his goodwill.

"Damn, it was originally 33. 33%, now it has become 25%. Silly big, are you really forget your friends?" Sun Feiying gritted her teeth.

"What are you talking about?" A cold voice sounded above everyone's heads.

Yan Lingfeng and Fu Zijun hooked up with a "I'm watching the fun" expression while gloating.

"I just heard from you that there are playing cards in your dormitory?" The pig demon asked with a smile.

Yan Lingfeng and Fu Zijun fled.

Sun Feiying stared at the two unjust guys and explained, "You heard it wrong, teacher. We found five pieces of white paper and then wrote a king with a pen."

The pig demon nodded, seemed to reluctantly accept the explanation, and continued to ask, "Then who just said that you forgot your friend?"

Sun Feiying was sure that Yan Lingfeng had gone far and replied seriously, "Yan Lingfeng is interested in a senior in Class 6 of senior high school. Didn't you see that he deliberately released water in today's game? After playing for a while, I took the initiative to apply for the end of the game.

Yan Lingfeng, who was far away from the scene, sneezed three times for no reason.

Han Dengyun seemed to laugh. Xiang Qingyun wanted to explain something. Looking at his expressionless sister, he could only silently pray for Yan Lingfeng in his heart.

"Did you sell your friend like this?" The pig demon shook his head.

Sun Feiying shouted with a surprised face, "Teacher, you won't really believe it, will you?"

The pig demon kicked out and laughed, "I'm not that stupid!"