Chapter 17 Sharing Ball Tactics

Sun Feiying, who robbed the hand, directly patted forward without stopping, improved the already extremely fast speed, and rode away in the stunned eyes of the audience.

Zhang Meng realized that it was not good at the moment Sun Feiying started, but when he saw Sun Feiying's speed, he could only sigh helplessly. The speed of No. 8 was not below him at all. What's more, he couldn't catch up with it anyway. He could only stare at the stunned No. 5 fiercely. He ran to his half, not to defend the ball before Sun Feiying, but just to do his best. Maybe this No. 8 layup will not score?

Sun Feiying's performance disappointed him. Sun Feiying, who dribbled the ball to the front court, sent the ball into the basket. The lesson of the opponent's No. 22 in yesterday's game was right in front of him. He didn't want to pretend to be B.

After Sun Feiying grabbed the fast attack and entered the basketball, the score was pulled to 5 points, 7-2. At the beginning of the game, Class 1 and 8 established the lead.

Next, in the attack of Class 3 of Senior High School, No. 5 did not give Sun Feiying a chance to steal it. He carefully protected the ball until Zhang Meng came to his side. Zhang Meng came out at the top of the arc and came back to dribble the ball. Sun Feiying was speechless and couldn't help muttering, "Aren't you tired?"

Zhang Meng sneered and said, "You know nothing! Haven't you seen the NBA? Which attack can Iverson have less ** dribbling?

Sun Feiying sneered, "Iverson** dribbling is to be superior. I really don't think it's useful." Is that so?" Zhang Meng said this suddenly, and the basketball quickly shifted to his right hand, while his body flew out to the right side. Sun Feiying rubbed her nose and let Zhang Meng break through from her side and laughed, "Is this the purpose of your **?"

When Yan Lingfeng heard Sun Feiying's words, he couldn't help but be happy. Although Zhang Meng's breakthrough speed was fast, his intention was too obvious. He fully believed that Sun Feiying also judged the direction of his breakthrough, and he could stand in a good position before he started, but now the situation on the court is obvious, although the referee is not Black whistle, but if the two collide, it is certain to help the opponent. Sun Feiying has already committed a foul, and there is no need to bet on the referee. Although Sun Feiying has passed, the inside line of Class 8 of senior high school and Han Dengyun, a coveted big guy, are waiting to make up for it.

Zhang Meng easily rushed into the free throw line, frowned slightly in front of Han Dengyun, who was guarding the inner line, and decisively chose to stop the jump shot. With Sun Feiying's lesson just now, Han Dengyun was too lazy to jump out to block it. If you want to throw, it doesn't matter if you get in. Anyway, you are the only one to attack. Even if you can throw every ball in, we can hit it back immediately. Are you tired? This is Han Dengyun's idea. Yan Lingfeng on the court stared curiously at this stupid big one. Seeing that he had made the most correct choice, he couldn't help but be curious. He didn't expect that Han Dengyun, a stupid big person, was still very smart on the court!

Zhang Meng, who was unguarded, easily threw the basketball in his hand and fell into the net nest accurately. Zhang Meng shouted excitedly after landing. Everyone in Class 8 looked at him like an idiot. Han Dengyun couldn't help laughing and said, "I don't know how happy you are?"

Zhang Meng is not a stupid person. He quickly thought of the reason why he could take action so easily. His face darkened in an instant. He secretly looked at the expressionless referee, clenched his fist tightly, and gritted his teeth and retreated to his own half.

Zhao Senming dribbled the ball and attacked, easily turned around and passed the defensive No. 5, and squeezed into the inside line with the 13th that had been made up for the defense. He shook the 13th and turned his head and kindly reminded him, "Speer, don't you seem to have missed someone?" 13 in the air rolled his eyes helplessly. After playing this game, his group of people will definitely be angry.

The basketball found the unguarded Xiang Qingyun, and the 5th and 13th of Zhao Senming completely ignored the 15th that looked like a dragon player. Xiang Qingyun sent the ball into the basket with a standard jump shot.

The defense of Class 8 of high school has completely become a symbol. Zhang Meng attacked the basket arbitrarily in the half of Class 8. Every breakthrough was exhausted, and he always focused his attention every time he shot. He dared not try his best. When he was relaxed, Sun Feiying's palm could always appear on the basketball from an incredible angle and then easily steal the ball. He didn't dare to pay attention. The attack of Class 8 was too sharp. Every time he attacked, he could easily pass the ball to an unguarded player, and then the person who was emptied or shot, or layup, always scored easily. As long as his shot missed, the score would be quickly pulled away.

In the first half alone, Zhang Meng felt that his physical strength was completely exhausted. When the referee blew the whistle at the end of the first half, Zhang Meng, who was relieved, lay directly on the court and gasped weakly...

In contrast, the people in Class 8 were indeed light. The five people talked and laughed. In the first half, they did not consume much physical strength. When defending, they just opened their hands to make appearances. When attacking, they just walked slowly, and then waited for basketball in the empty seat.

The score is 44-32!

Although Zhang Meng tried his best, it was a pity that the performance of his teammates could not give him any support at all, as if he was afraid. He knew that the people in Class 8 of Senior High School would not choose to play singles, but they still habitually came forward to hold the ball, and a large number of vacant opportunities were generated.

Why does the star-damaged Dream Seven have a feeling that there is no way to eat a bastard when facing Greece, Lithuania and other European teams? Although their physical quality is good enough, although their shooting is accurate enough, and although their breakthrough is sharp enough, all of this is unbeatable. If it's easy to understand, it's "share basketball!"

Yes, sharing basketball, which was proposed by the reborn Yan Lingfeng for the current situation of Class 8. Except for Yan Lingfeng and even Xiang Qingyun, others used to play the first attack point of the team. They habitually want to occupy the ball and habitually want to dominate the ball. Such a group of members is in this small group in Shuiyun No.1 Middle School The circle looks gorgeous enough, but what should they do when they meet their real opponents?

The pre-match draw in the previous games was due to this situation, but after all, this is not a long-term solution. It's okay to say when you meet a weak opponent, but what should you do when Class 8 of Senior High School faces a real strong enemy? That night, Yan Lingfeng didn't sleep well. He has firmly established his basketball path. Since he likes it and now has strong physical fitness, why not? However, if you want to walk a sunny road on the road of basketball, the first step is to prove your strength on CHBA. Yan Lingfeng deeply understands that basketball is always a matter of five people. If you want to make a difference in CHBA, you must have a group of powerful teammates. Fortunately, he and Feisenzi The so-called four heavenly kings are divided into the same class, and Yan Lingfeng has the confidence to dominate the campus.

The next question is how to make the strength of Class 8 stronger, more frightening, and more impressive to the school coaches. Yan Lingfeng deeply understands that if you play according to the previous games, there will always be people who are missed by the coach in the final, Yan Lingfeng I don't want any of my four brothers to feel lost. When the Chinese men's basketball team meets the dream team at the Olympic World Championships, although the score difference will be relatively large, the scene is not ugly. On the contrary, when facing strong European teams such as Lithuania, Russia and other teams, it always makes people feel very breathless and tied. The opponent stands still, and then passes the basketball in their hands. After a dazzling pass, you can always easily find your teammates in the vacant position. Is this tactic of mobilizing the opponent by passing the ball not suitable for the current eighth squad?

Thinking of this, Yan Lingfeng, who was a little excited, immediately called up his sleeping roommates and said what he thought. Although the people who were woke up were a little dissatisfied, after listening to Yan Lingfeng's idea, he immediately threw that dissatisfaction to Java and discussed this kind of tactics with great interest. Xingxing, in the face of the midnight ghosts of these animals, Guo Fangzhen had nothing to do. He lay in the quilt and read novels with a flashlight. He ignored foreign affairs, but Liu Zhuofan was going crazy. The fat man's need for sleep was already very large. Liu Zhuofan was not only awakened from his sleep, but also the discussion of these animals became louder and louder. , the poor fat man covered his quilt and burst into tears...

Judging from the situation in the first half, this ball sharing tactic is successful. Although several people are still a little astringent in cooperation, Yan Lingfeng fully believes that with the deepening of the game and the passage of time, the passing ball of the people in Class 8 will become more and more tacit and puzzled.

In the second half of the game, it was difficult for Zhang Meng to stand up and break through. His physical strength had been completely exhausted. Every step seemed to use up all his strength. The game completely fell into the hands of Class 8. The pig demon may not want to kill all, making the opponent's face not good on the stage. When Class 8 was sure to win, he replaced five people and sent a decent rookie team led by Song Deming to deal with it.

The referee whistled, and at the end of the game, Class 8 of Senior One advanced to the quarterfinals 60-51.

Yan Lingfeng stood up from the bench with a smile and put his heart into his stomach. He was finally able to appear before the end of all the games of Class Eight. Fortunately, it was not too late.

The four quarterfinals were held at the same time. Due to the relatively small number of fouls, the game of Class 8 ended at the earliest. Yan Lingfeng and Sun Feiying, who did not consume much physical strength, went to another venue to observe their next opponent's situation.

The two sides in this field are Class 5 and Class 29 of Senior High School. Yan Lingfeng looked at the scoreboard 48 to 48. The two sides actually drew, but he didn't know how long the game would end.

The referee in charge of timing seemed to have guessed Yan Lingfeng's mind and reminded him when he had a dead ball: "The game is 54 seconds to end. Hurry up."

Class 5, wearing a blue king's jersey, controlled the ball, and No. 10, who controlled the ball, looked calm, as if it was not affected by time at all. It consumed the game time calmly. The players in Class 29 seemed to have been influenced by him, and their nervousness slowly eased.

Yan Lingfeng clearly saw a very hidden smile on the corners of the 10 player's mouth. What does it mean for defenders to be not nervous at this time? It's slack! Sure enough, a dark blue shadow suddenly emerged from the crowd of Class 29 and stood outside the three-point line and received a pass from No. 10 and jumped out calmly. At this time, the players in Class 29 in charge of defense had not even reacted.

The basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air and obediently fell into the basket.

"Swipe!" A crisp sound is so beautiful and harsh on the noisy venue. In the ears of the students in Class 5 of Senior High School, the sound of wearing the net is so wonderful. Even if this song only deserves the beautiful clothes in the sky, it can't make people excited at this moment! In the ears of the students in Class 29 of high school, the sound is like a death knell from hell, a simple three-pointer, but it has become a stumbling block that they will never pass on their way to promotion.

Before, the players in Class 29 who could tremble with Class 5 were completely defeated by this ball. Next, in the process of their attack, they actually passed the ball directly out of the sideline. If they still have the fighting spirit, if they still have a heart that will never say defeat, maybe they still have hope in this game. Look at the reversal, but all this is if, the referee whistles, the game is over, and all if forever becomes if...

The next opponent of Class 8 of senior high school also unveiled the veil with this whistle. Class 5 of senior high school, against the King of Sacramento, core player No. 10 Qiu Yunfei, the main attack point is Wang Jie No. 4 and No. 16 Sun Gang. The offense and defense are relatively balanced, and it is a very difficult team to deal with.

Yan Lingfeng thought about the information about Class 5 of Senior High School and slowly walked back to the dormitory. There was still nearly a week before the start of the game. At this time, he was not in a hurry. Through today's game, it can be seen that there is nothing terrible about this team. As long as he strangles the opponent's No. 10 point guard and believes in himself. It can be easily done, and the paper tiger's teeth will be pulled out.

The world is changeable and changeable. What Yan Lingfeng didn't expect was that he would never have the opportunity to limit Qiu Yunfei. Class 8 of Senior High School was almost swallowed up by this paper tiger.

Touching the almost healed left hand, Yan Lingfeng walked back to the dormitory with everyone. The enemy's road was narrow, and he happened to meet Wang Qun, who was preparing to go to the court with a basketball on the road.

Han Dengyun immediately giggled and greeted him like a mosquito with blood. He patted Wang Qun on the shoulder and smiled, "I'm not mistaken about you. You are really a man of your word. If you don't provoke Xiang Ziyan, don't go. OK, for your performance as a promise, let's walk with your head up in No. 1 Middle School in the future."

Wang Qun's face turned pale, and his hateful eyes stared at the ground. Yan Lingfeng looked at all this with great interest. Han Dengyun's progress was obvious, and he learned this way of speaking in reverse.

Sun Feiying stepped forward strangely and said, "It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Right? Wang Qun is just enduring humiliation for a while now, and he will definitely retaliate against us ten times a hundred times every day. Haha, it's bright and dark. Use it quickly. We can stand it. Don't worry about this.

After winning the game, Zhao Senming's mood also became cheerful and answered, "That's that. Wang Qun's nickname is murderous. We have to be careful."

Yan Lingfeng kindly relieved Wang Qun's danger, but how kind he is. Yan Lingfeng, who has been a man for two generations, clearly understands whether he is stepping on others or being trampled on. How can there be any fairness? It's just that he was too lazy to waste time with this kind of clown and said disdain, "Go back to the dormitory. There's no need to waste time here!" Why don't you work hard on the one in your mind?"

"Haha, yes, Ziyan, I'm coming." Han Dengyun left Wang Qun with a giggle and ran to the dormitory happily.

If you want to hang MM, the image is very important. If Han Dengyun, who is sweaty, runs to Xiang Ziyan's side now, won't he be kicked away?

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