Chapter 12 A basin of cold water

Xiang Qingyun, who sat in the starting position because of Yan Lingfeng's accidental injury, passed by Yan Lingfeng with his hair coquettishly, leaving a very disdainful sentence: "Is that cowardly Wang Qun? The word "blooded" on him is simply an insult to the broad and profound Chinese characters!"

Thinking that it was true, Yan Lingfeng nodded deeply and couldn't wait to say to the awkward camera, "This paragraph is pinched, replay!" Yan Lingfeng sat in front of the cheerleading team, wrapped in thick gauze in his left hand, which was very conspicuous. Han Dengyun thought that he had blocked the sight of Xiang Ziyan and tried several times to move him to the end. Except for him and Fu Zijun, no one in the whole class could look into Yan Lingfeng's eyes. Of course, he was suspected by several people that he had eaten hormones when he was a child, except for the pig demon.

Yan Lingfeng threatened that if Han Dengyun dared to force it, he would rather pass the ball to his opponent than pass it to him when he recovered. Han Dengyun, a simple child, was threatened by Yan Lingfeng, who was actually ten years older than him, and turned his head and fled.

Yan Lingfeng looked proudly at Han Dengyun's back, thought about it, moved the chair, and made room for Xiang Ziyan so that he could watch the stupid bear abuse Wang Qun.

"You're blocking me!" There was a crisp voice behind him. There was no need to look back. Yan Lingfeng also knew the owner of the voice. Yan Lingfeng did not dare to offend Tian Hui, a violent woman specializing in statistics, so he had to move the chair aside for a short distance.

Looking back obediently, Qin Xuedan stared at him blankly and continued to move. Yan Lingfeng had moved the edge of the cheerleading phalan of the class and muttered softly dissatisfiedly. Of course, no one heard what he said.

At this time, with the referee's whistle, the 1∕8 final of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School basketball game was officially opened between the two freshmen's classes. The lineup of Class 5 of senior high school was obviously much shorter than Class 8, and Yan Lingfeng, the No. 3 player who jumped the ball with Han Dengyun was probably not as tall as himself, but a scene that surprised everyone appeared. .

In the process of the basketball rolling up, No. 3 in the blue piston uniform jumped into the air early. Han Dengyun was stunned and then showed a sarcastic smile. It seemed that his opponent was a lively rookie. It is estimated that before the basketball reached the highest point, he would return to the ground.

Han Dengyun stared at the orange basketball, his legs slightly strength, ready to jump at any time.

It's now! Han Dengyun shouted loudly and raised his right hand to greet the basketball that had begun to fall. He saw the hem of the No. 3 jersey. Han Dengyun smiled and thought that it would be your shorts in 0.1 seconds, right?

Yan Lingfeng's heart has a bad feeling that this No. 3 has not yet fallen. Such stagnation is really too horrible, isn't it?

What disappointed Han Dengyun was that when he saw the opponent's shorts, the basketball had flown far away to the opponent's half. Looking at the expressionless No. 3 with a little astonishment, Han Dengyun cursed a pervert and turned his head and walked to his half.

In June 2004, with their unpretentious basketball style and sincere teamwork, the Detroit Pistons defeated the Los Angeles Lakers, which were gathered by the four kings and won the championship. Although their basketball style is ugly, their status as the champion still let them win. It has been loved by many fans, such as the opponent in front of them.

The No. 3 of the jumping ball should be the position of the center. Yan Lingfeng smiled bitterly and really has the demeanor of Big Ben!

Wang Qun's number is 36. It should be expected to appear in the position of the power forward like the roaring Tianzun Rashid. According to Zhao Senming, his characteristics are similar to Fu Zijun, and he is also a type of accurate shooting, but his range has not been extended beyond the three-point line. Today, the confrontation between the two teams' power forwards, It should be to see who has a smoother hand.

Three team members who look less than 1.8 meters are wearing No. 1, No. 32 and No. 22 respectively, which should be the three positions on the outside line.

At the beginning of the game, Yan Lingfeng still couldn't see their characteristics. I guess it was just vassal elegance. If they all had the style of Pistons and Five Tigers like No. 3, the confident Class 8 before the game really had to make a big question mark if they wanted to win.

The No. 1 point guard is the shortest one on the whole court. It looks very good to be 1.7 meters tall. He wears a white hairband and directly accelerated in the face of Zhao Senming's defense.

Yan Lingfeng on the sidelines opened his mouth in shock, so fast! Even if I get the evolution of marrow washing, I'm afraid I'm not as good as this black-looking little No. 1 player.

In addition to Yan Lingfeng, Zhao Senming on the court looked at the back of No. 1 with an incredible face. After No. 1 broke through Zhao Senming's defense, he rushed directly to the basket and directly shot high in the face of Han Dengyun.

"Swipe!"

The breakthrough throw of No.1 poured cold water on the Eighth class of senior high school who despised their opponents like a basin of cold water. Han Dengyun looked at the farther and farther back of No. 1 and said viciously, "Next time, I won't cover your gray face. It's a rice that I have eaten for 15 years!"

Sun Feiying clapped his hands and said, "What are you doing when you serve? Ling Feng said that if he is strong, we will be stronger! Sen Ming, call one back!"

Zhao Senming gritted his teeth and nodded without saying anything. He took over the basketball released by Han Dengyun, walked slowly to the front court, gestured to everyone at the top of the arc to pull away, and leaned sideways at the defensive No. 1 to prepare for a single opponent.

No.1 seemed to have expected this result. He looked calmly at Zhao Senming's sideways. Zhao Senming broke through to the right. No. 1 smiled and took a small step to his left. It seemed that he had been deceived. Zhao Senming** dribbled the ball, changed the basketball to his left hand, and turned right. This At that time, Zhao Senming, who had changed the basketball to his right hand, asked me to rush to the inside line without thinking about it. In his idea, his ** change of hands and turn has achieved the ultimate. No matter how good his eyesight is, he will never see his breakthrough direction.

Indeed, No. 1 can't tell the direction of Zhao Senming's breakthrough, but the super fast speed made up for everything. Although he was fooled twice, he relied on his short and solid body and fast foot movements. At the moment Zhao Senming was about to break through successfully, Zhao Senming stood in front of him again. Zhao Senming had to withdraw his pace of preparing to move forward. , pull the ball back with your right hand, take a step back with your left foot, and jump to shoot.

The basket has been completely empty, so Zhao Senming can easily find the direction of the basket. He is still very confident in the jump shot at this distance. The right hand of the shot slowly raised the basketball.

A blue shadow flew past him. Zhao Senming only felt that his hand was light, and his right hand inertia made a shooting gesture, but the basketball had disappeared.

No.1 rushed up at the moment when Zhao Senming wanted to raise the basketball shot, quickly poked Zhao Senming's uncontrollable basketball, and then ran a few steps to catch up with the basketball in his hand, rushing to the half of Class 8 like a blue storm. Zhao Senming couldn't bear to be annoyed. As soon as he landed, he quickly turned around and ran to his half. Sun Feiying reacted faster than him and ran to his half first at the moment he touched the basketball on the 1st.

No. 1 dribbled and glanced at Sun Feiying, who was about 1 meter ahead of him on the left. With a force under his feet, the already fast speed was unbelievably. A yellow shadow and a blue shadow rushed to the half of Class 8 like two lightning.

On the sidelines, Yan Lingfeng watched the No. 1 come first, and abruptly completed Sun Feiying's overtaking. A simple board layup completed this attack in less than 5 seconds from steal to the ball into the basket.

Zhao Senming ran back to his half-time with a gloomy face and passed No. 1 who hit the basket. He heard No. 1 with a pure northeast accent and said, "You're too slow..."

Zhao Senming's face was about to get angry, but soon he calmed down and smiled flatly. Looking at Yan Lingfeng with worries on the sidelines, he thought, "I should have been used to Ling Feng for a long time. There is no need to be angry with him. What's the advantage that I don't have? Can you still be so arrogant by inspiring the horrible monster under the basket of Dengyun?

Sun Feiying passed the ball to Zhao Senming, who calmed down, and whispered in his ear, "Where did this No. 1 jump out? Why have you never heard of it before?

Zhao Senming said as he dribbled the ball forward, "With a mouthful of Northeast dialect, I guess I didn't study in junior high school in Shuiyun before."

Sun Feiying nodded and said, "That's no wonder. Don't compete with him. Fight more on Dengyun and bully them with height!"

Zhao Senming dodged the snatch of No. 1 and hung the ball to Han Dengyun, who had completely pressed No. 3 behind him. Han Dengyun took the ball and sneered and said, "Get ready to die!"

The players in Class 5 seemed to be very confident with No. 3 and did not go forward to make up for the defense. Han Dengyun looked confident in the face of No. 3, who was nearly 15 centimeters shorter than himself. He pushed No. 3 and leaned against the basket for a few steps, stuck his opponent on his left shoulder, and sent the ball to the basket with a small hook in his right hand. As soon as the ball shot, Han Dengyun immediately realized that he might be too excited. The ball was obviously too strong. If there was no accident, it would be impossible to drill through the net.

Han Dengyun roared and jumped up when the basketball hit the rebound, stretching out a pair of long arms to touch the basketball in the air. Closer, closer, just as Han Dengyun was about to get this frontcourt rebound, No. 3, which seemed a little weak than Han Dengyun, suddenly soared into the air and dunked the basketball down in front of Han Dengyun with his right hand and held it in his arms.

Yan Lingfeng was stunned. If Jinghong couldn't see anything when jumping the ball, this rebound has fully proved that the bounce height, bounce speed and stagnation ability of No. 3 are all first-class, and Yan Lingfeng has noticed that although No. 3 is not tall, a pair of long arms are not less than 193 meters. What is the arm span of Han Dengyun?

After taking off the rebound, he did not hesitate and threw it directly to the front field. The players from both sides had the greatest trust in their comrades-in-arms. Sun Feiying and Zhao Senming believed that Han Dengyun would grab the front-court rebound, so they didn't lose their basketball at someone else's house. Then he ran to the backfield like a reflex.

When they turned around, a big, bright red No. 1 appeared in their eyes, which made their eyes feel a little unable to open. When the basketball was still in the air, No. 1 had already turned around and rushed to the hinterland of Class 8. When their feet just crossed the half line, No. 3's long pass just fell into their hands, and it was another A simple layoff, when the basketball fell to the ground and rolled over, Sun Feiying and Zhao Senming, but just stepped into the three-point line.

At the beginning of the game, Class 5, which was not favored by others, actually surprised everyone with a 6 to 0, including Yan Lingfeng with his eyebrows.

Judging from this short 1 minute, the ability of the players of Class 5 is very simple. According to the analysis of Yan Lingfeng's more than ten-year career, the shooting of No. 1 should be his short board, while No. 3, judging from his slightly astringent basketball pace and movements, this person should not have been exposed to basketball for a long time. Just now The success of the Eagle's long-scale pass is mostly due to the deft running position of No. 1, but these two people have stirred up the eighth camp, where everyone's strength is very prominent. In the NBA, Ray Allen, who can only score three points at the end of his career, is far more popular with various teams than Josh Smith, who seems to be omnipotent. This may be the reason why all-round players are very good, but when it comes to the competition of real knives and guns, all-round is likely to become Everything is good and everything is loose. Of course, Yan Lingfeng's thinking is not to belittle his teammates. The downfall at the beginning is more because of everyone's agance and contempt for the enemy before the game. I hope everyone will not be disturbed like this. As long as everyone can stabilize and hit every ball with a knife and one shot, the victory of Class 8 is still very big. The problem now is that it is not yet. How can the mature four heavenly kings in junior high school stabilize their positions?

Yan Lingfeng took a long breath and shouted, "Don't rush to take action! If you are not 90% sure, don't shoot and guide the ball!"

That's because after seeing the powerful bounce ability of No. 3, Yan Lingfeng knows that his team is going to lose today's rebound. Rebound is the life guarantee of a team! In the lineup of Class 8, Han Dengyun relies on a height taller than his peers. In the first two games, he has gained nearly 20 rebounds. Because of the guarantee of rebounds, Class 8 can advance smoothly to the top 16. Today, from the current situation, Han Dengyun should be suppressed by No. 3, Fu Zijun's rebounding ability, not to mention it!

Under the reminder of Yan Lingfeng, in the next attack, Class 8 patiently transmitted basketball, and the shortcomings of Class 5 were also exposed under the deliberate scheduling of Class 8, that is, their players' basketball consciousness is very ordinary. Except for No. 1 and Wang Qun, the other three often lose themselves inexplicably. In the defensive position, in the end, under the patient guidance of everyone in Class 8, the basketball appeared in Fu Zijun's hand outside the three-point line.

Fu Zijun took a deep breath. The ball must be thrown, and there is little time left to attack. This ball must also be scored, otherwise the situation on the court will be difficult to control.

"Go! Baby." Fu Zijun shouted softly and released the left hand of the ball, with a wonderful shooting posture and a wonderful arc. Yan Lingfeng looked at the basketball flying in the air and shouted excitedly. From his perspective, the ball must definitely score.

After flying in the air for a period of time, the orange basketball may be a little tired and fell into the basket, but when it was about to land through the net, it mischievously touched the basket, so the trend of falling was stopped, and the basketball was tirelessly in the basket. After a few turns, it turned farther and farther away from the white mesh bag, and the last one fell out.

"Damn!" Yan Lingfeng scolded fiercely, damn it, how could it be like this!

There is no doubt that the rebound was caught by No. 3, and Sun Feiying and Zhao Senming, who had suffered a loss, clung to No. 1, and the three of them ran to Class 8 half-time.

No. 3 saw that there was no chance of fast attack, so he carefully handed the ball to No. 32 and ran to the front court.