Chapter 25 A Top Student who is good at calculation

"Swipe!"

A crisp sound through the net sounded, and the orange basketball accurately fell into the middle of the basket frame, rolling up the white waves of the milky net.

38:45!

In an attack, Class 1 and Class 8 narrowed the score difference from 12 points to 7 points. Suddenly, morale was high, and all of them were full of fighting spirit. On the other hand, on the side of Class 31 of High School, there are those who are depressed, those who are frustrated and regretful, and those who are angry. Anyway, the morale balance has suddenly changed greatly.

Wu Fengtao didn't say anything. He silently picked up the basketball that was still jumping on the ground and gave it to Sun Zhenglei. After that, he silently ran to the whole audience.

Is Wu Fengtao shocked by the momentum of Class 8 of Senior High School? Of course not. He has been in a basketball career for more than ten years. He is used to strong winds and waves. Naturally, he will not be cold in front of this small sewer. His silence does not mean that he is really silent. In his dictionary, action is the best language, and counterattack is the best answer.

seemed to feel Wu Fengtao's inner thoughts, and Sun Zhenglei shouted, "What are you doing? It's time for us to attack!"

Although Sun Zhenglei is just a substitute and his basketball level is also very average, he is very prestigious in Class 31 of senior high school, because he is the monitor of Class 31 of senior high school. Without his support, Wu Fengtao and others could not build Class 31 into a basketball class even if they were capable.

Sun Zhenglei's roar made the other three people excited. They immediately came out of their distracted state and rushed to the field one by one. These freshmen are too rampant. If they don't give their opponents a look, can they still call it a basketball class?

Sun Zhenglei slowly dribbling through the front court, frowned, hesitated for a moment and hit Zhao Senming, who was leaning forward to make up for defense. Of course, he did not sink his shoulders or wave his elbows, just a very simple physical confrontation.

If it were usual, Zhao Senming would certainly not be afraid of such a confrontation, but now, after being hit by Sun Zhenglei, he staversed and almost fell to the ground.

Sun Zhenglei did not take advantage of people's danger and take advantage of Zhao Senming's opportunity to turn around in place to break through. Instead, he dribbled the racket in place with a very elegant manner. When Zhao Senming easily slowed down and stood firm again, he bumped over sideways and hit him again.

"Damn it!"

Zhao Senming cursed, but there was nothing he could do. Obviously, Sun Zhenglei deliberately wanted to make contact with his body, but his movements were very standard and no one could find fault. Zhao Senming was another stagmire. He finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground. Sun Zhenglei was not waiting this time. He bypassed Zhao Senming, dribbled the ball and took a step forward, stepping outside the three-point line and threw the ball into the basket.

His shooting posture was strange, like throwing a shot put, and the basketball thrown out was also fast and high, with no peak rotation, so he flew straight out and then fell straight into the basket.

38:48!

Sun Zhenglei hit three points, and the difference between the two sides returned to double digits again. Zhao Senming stared at Sun Zhenglei's distant back and hammered the cement floor fiercely. If he was not injured, how could he be gently hit by him and fall to the ground?

Hateful! What a hate!

Zhao Senming can't figure out whether he is cruel to Sun Zhenglei or hate himself, but now he hates himself for dragging down the team and his body.

"Senming, thank you for your hard work!"

Sun Feiying sighed, walked to Zhao Senming's side and pulled him up, gently brushed off the dust on his jersey and said, "Don't force it, we still need you."

"Hmm." Zhao Senming has always been a very calm person. After a short period of anger, he returned to normal and nodded gently and said, "I'm fine. Let's serve."

Sun Feiying saw that Zhao Senming had regained composure and didn't say anything more. He picked up the basketball and returned to the bottom line and sent the ball to Zhao Senming.

Zhao Senming slowly dribbling the ball forward. There was a burning flame in his eyes, not anger or fanaticism, but a kind of hotness to roast his opponent! He is a person who never says defeat. He will never compromise and avoid difficulties. He would rather take it directly than make a detour. The opponent's provocation will never make him timid, but only stimulate his greater potential. Although his brain is still chaotic and his limbs are still unable to exert strength, his belief is very persistent and resolute, that is, to make the people who provoke him pay the price!

Sun Zhenglei stood in front of Zhao Senming with a calm face. He was the best student in Shuiyun City. He was a person who was good at calculation. Some even said that even the basketball he threw went through the parabolic calculation. The authorities are fascinated and the bystander is clear. Zhao Senming was sitting on the court when he was injured, so he saw clearly that Zhao Senming would never cheat to win the referee's sympathy. He really fainted from shock, otherwise he could not have been sitting on the bench and watching the team's score being slightly widened. Therefore, Sun Zhenglei affirmed that there must be a big problem with Zhao Senming's physical condition, so he deliberately chose physical contact. It turned out that he was not wrong. Zhao Senming's current body is really vulnerable. Despite this, he was not careless at all. He has realized that the freshmen in front of him are not simple. What is most shocking is not their superb basketball skills, but the spirit of fighting in pursuit of victory and unwilling to give up.

Zhao Senming took a slow breath, stopped about five steps away from Sun Zhenglei, and gestured to Han Dengyun to block and dismantle it.

In fact, in Class 8 of Senior High School, it is not Han Dengyun but Fu Zijun who is most suitable to block and dismantle with Zhao Senming. Because block is two words, if you want to block, you have to dismantle it. Fu Zijun has excellent medium and long-range shooting, so he can dismantle it. Han Dengyun left the three-second area like a fish ashore, so he could only block it and not dismantle it. But now Fu Zijun is stuck behind Li Kun. It is not easy to move to the right position in a short time, so Zhao Senming stretched out his right thumb after thinking for a while.

Han Dengyun did not rush forward when he saw Zhao Senming's gesture, but knocked Liu Ba away with a dark force while the referee was not paying attention, and then twisted his buttocks to meet him.

Sun Zhenglei heard the sound of gasping behind him. He understood his opponent's plan without looking back, but he unexpectedly did not retreat and suddenly pounced on Zhao Senming.

Zhao Senming looked coldly at Sun Zhenglei with his teeth and claws, and pulled a sneer at the corners of his mouth. He held the ball to Han Dengyun, who was moving. He quickly bypassed Sun Zhenglei and ran over to Han Dengyun.

Sun Zhenglei did not expect that Zhao Senming would have such a reaction and speed in this situation. He wanted to stop Zhao Senming from inserting, but it was too late. His body was very strong and his inertia was also great, so he rushed forward two steps before he stood firm.

At this time, Zhao Senming had approached Han Dengyun. After the two had a brief communication with their eyes, Zhao Senming did not stop, and Han Dengyun did not pass the ball. Zhao Senming continued to insert under the basket, while Han Dengyun turned around, holding the ball and jumping high to the ball. Go to the inside line.

Liu Ba suffered a hidden loss. After being knocked away by Han Dengyun, he naturally refused to stop and ran over angrily. At this time, Zhao Senming, who had raised his speed to the extreme, passed him. Like Sun Zhenglei, their gravity caused their inertia to be greater than others, so wait for him When he realized that he wanted to turn around and chase, Zhao Senming had already stood under the empty basket. After catching Han Dengyun's pass, he easily hit the ball into the basket and completed the attack.

Sun Feiying came over with a smile and gently clapped Zhao Senming. This attack was like flowing water. Zhao Senming stirred up the defense line of Class 31 with his own strength. He also gave Sun Zhenglei a loud response with his performance.

"Let me guard against him. Your health is important."

The two retreated side by side to their half-time. Sun Feiying suggested in a low voice, for fear that Zhao Senming would misunderstand and added, "Your health is important..."

"Okay." After Sun Feiying finished speaking, Zhao Senming nodded happily and said, "Actually, that's what I think."

In order to win, there is nothing wrong with it. Zhao Senming is a very rational person, and it is not his character to fight fiercely.

When Sun Zhenglei attacked with the ball again, Sun Feiying had taken the initiative to defend it, and Zhao Senming stood in front of Liu Yunfei with a calm face.

Sun Zhenglei frowned secretly, and the opponent's adjustment was very fast! Sun Feiying, who defended him in front of him, is a person who can fight against Liu Ba without falling behind. Naturally, Sun Zhenglei can't do it again and use the same method as Zhao Senming to deal with Sun Feiying. He hesitated a little, and then quickly made a decision. Since he had no chance here, he should naturally hand over the ball to the team's strongest point, Wu Fengtao.

Wu Fengtao circled the court and shook off the Xiangqingyun cowhide candy-like defense. After receiving the ball in his hand, he observed the situation on the court. Liu Yunfei bullied Pang Gongliang, and it was certainly not easy to deal with Zhao Senming. Needless to say, Liu Ba has no ability to hold the ball and play singles at all, but Li Kun was blocked by Fu Zijun and did not have a particularly good chance to catch the ball.

So Wu Fengtao immediately made a decision, that is, he will complete the attack by himself. Xiang Qingyun in front of him is already exhausted. After all, his time to come into contact with basketball is still short, and he has not played a few official games. He still doesn't know how to save his physical strength to the greatest extent. I'm afraid he has persisted until now. Most of them are supported by the unyielding spiritual power.

Wu Fengtao dribbled the ball on his back. After shaking left and right, he was already in the three-point line, while Xiang Qingyun learned the previous lesson and was not shaken away by Wu Fengtao. He still stood in front of Wu Fengtao and stared at him.

Wu Fengtao was a little surprised, but he did not dispel the desire to attack the basket. He smiled and repeated his skills. He dribbled the ball behind him and stuck Xiang Qingyun behind him. After squeezing two steps to the inner line, he suddenly stepped back and turned around and made a jump shot. His posture was elegant and his movements were coherent. When Xiang Qingyun had not yet reacted Wu Fengtao has thrown out the basketball in his hand.

The basketball broke through the wind gracefully in the air, and then undoubtedly fell into the basket.

Wu Fengtao turned pale and walked calmly, as if the ball had been thrown by someone else.

Xiang Qingyun looked at Wu Fengtao's back unwillingly. The opponent in front of him gave him a deep sense of powerlessness, because from the beginning of the game to now, no matter how hard he tried and paid attention to it, there was no way to stop his attack, and the result was the same. Every time he would be easily defeated by Wu Fengtao. Then he saw the basketball get into the net.

"Xiang Qingyun, don't be discouraged! Sister, I believe you. You are the best!"

Just as Xiang Qingyun was disheartened and helpless, a shout suddenly came from the side of the field. Xiang Ziyan, who had always been gentle and skillful, seemed to have changed. She stood on a stool and put her hands together and put her mouth to cheer loudly to cheer for her brother.

"Well, I'm the best!"

Xiang Qingyun seemed to have taken a booster, clenched his fist and said to himself. Then he looked at Xiang Ziyan gratefully, cheered up, revived, trotted to pick up the rolling basketball on the ground, sent it to Zhao Senming, and then quickly ran to the front court.

Han Dengyun muttered in a low voice, "I don't know how to cheer me up. Am I more discouraged than your brother?"

"What are you muttering about?" Liu Ba glanced at Han Dengyun behind him with dissatisfaction and asked in a muffled voice.

"It's none of your business!" Han Dengyun was unhappy. This big blackman came up ignorantly, and of course he would not be polite.

"You little bastard owe it, don't you?" Liu Ba's black face became darker, and a freshman rushed in front of him. If it hadn't been for the basketball court, he would have slapped him by his hot nature.

Han Dengyun spat and said, "I don't know who will clean up who?" After eating rice for two more years, you think you are Ultraman?

"You!" Liu Ba took a deep breath, put his hands on his chest, and adjusted his emotions with his eyes slightly closed. Otherwise, he believed that he would not help waving his fist, so he would definitely go to Bi Xiangyang as his companion.

"Stupid!"

Liu Ba finally adjusted his breath, but before he could open his eyes, he saw that Han Dengyun had twisted his fat buttocks and ran to his half, and then looked down at the basketball rolling on the ground. He seemed to realize something.