Chapter 48 Where there is slaughter, there will be revenge

"Eleven Middle School is too weak. This game is really boring!"

Xiang Qingyun, sitting in the audience, stretched out and yawned and complained. Zhu Yao, who was sitting behind him, patted his head with a smile and said, "Don't be satisfied. This is the first round. The next game will definitely not be so easy."

Xiang Qingyun nodded and then looked at Zhu Yao doubtfully and asked, "Teacher, do you think the coach of the school team is not compatible with Ling Feng? Why did everyone play, but Ling Feng still sat on the bench and didn't move?

"You know nothing!" Zhu Yao cursed rudely, "Do you understand this tactic?"

"If I understand, won't the tactics you mentioned become a fart?" Xiang Qingyun shrank his neck and whispered that Zhu Yao could be dirty regardless of his image as a teacher, but Xiang Qingyun did not dare to speak out in front of the head teacher.

Zhu Yao did not hear Xiang Qingyun's words clearly, but after seeing his obscene expression, he still vaguely guessed a little and smiled and said, "The strength of No. 11 Middle School is not strong, and he can be regarded as an opponent of training. It is no exaggeration to say that Ling Feng's strength is outstanding in the school team, so there is no need. Use your precious training time on him.

"Oh." Xiang Qingyun nodded confusedly and asked, "Will Ling Feng appear in the second half?"

"If I were a coach, I would arrange for him to play." Zhu Yao paused, looked up at Huang Cheng's direction and shook his head, "But according to what I know about Coach Huang, Ling Feng should not play in this game."

"Ah?" Xiang Qingyun immediately swayed down like a venting balloon and said dejectedly, "This game is only a little interesting in Lingfeng Mall. If he doesn't go, it will be too boring."

"Teacher, why are you so sure that Coach Huang will not arrange Ling Feng to play?" Tian Hui asked curiously. Although she is now Sun Feiying's half-girlfriend, this game is not just to cheer for Sun Feiying, because she was a fanatic basketball fan before she met Sun Feiying.

Zhu Yao smiled and replied, "Obviously, from the first half of the game, Lao Huang clearly intends to hide Ling Feng to hide the real strength of No. 1 Middle School, so he will keep pressing Ling Feng on the bench and not giving him a chance to play."

"Oh." Tian Hui nodded as if he didn't understand, turned his big eyes and sighed, "Ling Feng is so pitiful. It's a sin to be too high!" By the way, teacher, you just said that if you were a coach, you would let Ling Feng play. Why? Don't you need to hide your strength as a coach?

"Of course not." Zhu Yao shook his head with a smile and said. He was very serious in class, but he was still happy to get along with the students after class. After looking around, he explained, "Before meeting a real opponent, it is a smart way to hide his own strength, but Lao Huang is a little shy. He arranged everyone out. But it's just to press Yan Lingfeng on the bench. If you were a high-level coach, what would you think? Do you think that Ling Feng's level will ruin the overall situation as soon as he goes on the stage?

"Of course not!" Xiang Qingyun's eyes lit up and said, "I want to cover it! Cover your ears and steal the bell!"

"It's self-defeating! There is no silver here!" Tian Hui was inspired, and two idioms also blurted out.

"Mr. Zhang's teaching level is really good!" Zhu Yao smiled and said, "You are right. In this way, Lao Huang pushed Yan Lingfeng out, which is equivalent to taking the initiative to let our opponent's coach pay attention to him as a killer."

"Then shall we remind Coach Huang?" Tian Hui stood up anxiously and was about to squeeze to the sidelines. During this period, she often found excuses to go to the training of the school team, so she was familiar with Huang Cheng.

"No!" Zhu Yao waved his hand and said, "Lao Huang is very stubborn and face-to-face. If you point it out like this, he will not accept it with an open mind!"

"What should we do?" Tian Hui stamped her feet anxiously with a worried face.

"It's okay." Zhu Yao waved his hand carelessly and said, "I have also watched the competition of the vocational high school in the morning, and that's it. In the face of absolute strength, all schemes are useless, so let's not worry about the ancients."

"Oh." Tian Hui sat down uneasily. Although she had Zhu Yao's comfort, she was still a little worried.

As they spoke, the half-time was approaching. Huang Cheng was also making the final deployment. The situation in the first half was very good, and his coach's face was also shining. He looked at his players left and right, smiled and said with a smile at the corners of his mouth, "You played very well in the first half, and you also finished what I gave The tasks you set. But I ask you to forget all this and start from scratch in the second half, so that our opponents will never forget today's pain, and let them always remember Shuiyun Yizhong and your names.

Yan Lingfeng still sits in the corner with a light smile on his face. Although many teammates are holding him with their eyes, he doesn't pay much attention to it. Such an opponent is really boring to fight. It's better to sit off the court and watch the game.

"In the second half, Gaoyang, you go!" After Huang Cheng clicked Gao Yang's name, he seemed to have completely forgotten Yan Lingfeng and continued without looking at him: "Gao Yang, you play power forward after you go up. Your task is to protect rebounds and defense. Fu Zijun changed to the position of small forward and created an opportunity to shoot in the empty position with a continuous running position. Shooting guard Sun Feiying, you can break through, but if your teammates have better shooting opportunities, you must pass the ball out as soon as possible! Center Han Dengyun, the opponent's inside line is very weak, and the purpose of letting you play is to completely crush the opponent's confidence with your dominance in the inside line! Zhao Senming, the point guard, I won't say more about how to play on the court. You know them better. After playing, you can make specific plans according to the specific situation!"

After the call, Huang Cheng frowned and thought about it again. He took a look at the rest area of No. 11 Middle School and said, "The opponent is probably going to be desperate. You should pay more attention to safety on the court. You can get 10 points in this game!"

Zhao Senming and others didn't say anything, just nodded and turned around and stepped on the field.

After Gao Yang came on the stage, there was a vacant seat beside Yan Lingfeng. Huang Cheng hesitated or moved his steps and came over. After sitting next to Yan Lingfeng, he whispered: "Now you must be complaining about me in your heart, right?"

Yan Lingfeng smiled, "If I say no, do you believe it, coach?"

Huang Cheng didn't expect that Yan Lingfeng could laugh at this time. After a moment, he scratched his head and said, "I didn't believe it, but I believe it now!"

"I probably guessed the coach's mind, but I still ask to go up and move later, otherwise my body will be rusty!" Yan Lingfeng thought for a moment and asked.

Huang Cheng looked at Yan Lingfeng thoughtfully, frowned, and seemed to think of his own problem. He nodded slowly and said, "Okay, I promise you that I will give you 5 minutes in the last quarter, but you should know exactly how to play on the court?"

"Thank you, coach!" Yan Lingfeng smiled and nodded, "Coach, don't worry, I'm not a person who likes to steal the limelight."

"Well, as long as you know it!" Huang Cheng looked at Yan Lingfeng with satisfaction and turned his eyes to the field.

Although Huang Cheng only asked them to win 10 points in a single quarter to complete the task, Zhao Senming and others's goal was not so low. In the first half, they won more than 30 points without seriously playing while eating hot pot and singing songs. In the second half, the members of the champion team of Class 1 appeared together. If they can't teach them a good lesson. If you defeat the opponent, you will lose a lot of shame.

Zhao Senming easily escaped the snatch of the No. 4 yellow-haired man, and a fast and accurate pass was steadily handed over to Han Dengyun. Han Dengyun took the ball on his back and used his strong strength and flexible footsteps to blow up the No. 9 turban man who defended him, and jumped to the bottom of the basket and into the basket to pull the second half. The prologue of the first attack.

In the next time, the first middle team members on the field were completely like stimulants, one by one like tigers going down the mountain. Han Dengyun and Gao Yang attacked and defended, completely ruling the inside line. Coupled with Sun Feiying's sharp breakthrough, Fu Zijun's accurate shooting, and Zhao Senming calmly. Unforced scheduling, the whole third quarter of the game has completely become their performance time, and the basketball court has become a big stage. The five of them are like five dancing dancers, wielding their youth and talents to their heart's content.

With a whistle, the third quarter of the game was finally over. Han Dengyun, who was still not satisfied, jumped off the field and whispered, "Isn't the referee's watch broken? Why did the third quarter end so soon?

Zhao Senming glanced at him faintly, looked at the score cards on the sidelines, and hung an inconspicuous smile on the corners of his mouth.

There are two scores on the score card, one red and one black. The black is dazzling. The red one is 88, but the black one is 24! It represents the current scores of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School and No. 11 Middle School respectively. In this section of the game, the players who played not only successfully completed the tasks assigned by Huang Cheng, but also overfulfilled the tasks.

The players of No. 11 Middle School ran to the sidelines as if they were fleeing. Just now, they did not have such a speed when defending the fast attack. Although they are away from home and few of the spectators on the side know them, their cheeks still feel hot. How many 64 points behind in the three quarters of the game? They can't afford to lose this person!

The coach of No. 11 Middle School, wearing a short and fat white shirt, has long been numb standing on the sidelines. In the first half, he could still curse with his voice, but now he is too lazy to scold people. It's not that his players don't work hard, but the strength between the two teams. The gap is so big that manpower can't fill it at all.

No.4 yellow-haired man sat on the chair and picked up a bottle of ice water and poured it on his head. However, even so, the flame of shame and anger in his heart did not weaken at all. He threw the bottle to the ground fiercely and spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm and said, "He is too bullying too much! I can't stand it anymore! Gangzi, what about you?

Gangzi was the No. 9 tattooed with the wolf's head. There was also a flame of shame and anger in his eyes. He looked up at the yellow-haired man, bit his lips and nodded, "Since these grandchildren don't know how to restrain, Grandpa will leave them an unforgettable memory for a lifetime!"

"Is this good?" Before the yellow-haired man opened his mouth, the No. 12 turban man sitting next to Gangzi hesitated and said, "Now there are so many people watching! It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. These grandchildren will not run away for a while, and there is no need to rush to clean them up for a while!"

"I can't stand it any longer!" The yellow-haired man spit on the ground with another mouthful of thick phlegm, then raised his foot and stepped on it hard and said, "As long as we do something hidden and pretend to be innocent, I believe no one will think that we are intentional!" No one will punish me for this!"

"Dawei is right!" Gangzi nodded and praised, "Today's revenge is today. This is the nature of men. Mengyang, we don't stop you when you are a turtle. After all, people have their own aspirations and eggs. Everyone's eggs are different. I can't force you to change them, right?"

"Grass!" Gangzi almost pointed to his nose and scolded him for having no eggs. How could the turban man named Meng Yang stand it? He took off the turban and fell to the ground and said, "Whoever is afraid of is a turtle bastard! What do you think we should do?

"It's easy!" Dawei smiled sinisterly and said, "I think the fat man on the 13th has been unhappy for a long time. When he grabs the rebound, Meng Yang will put your foot on the place where he landed and can't kill him as a grandson!"

"Alle!" Meng Yang thought for a moment and nodded cheerfully and agreed.

"And that No. 9. When he shoots for a while, you pretended to accidentally come to his bottom and send this grandson to the palace to enjoy happiness!"

"Alle!" Gangzi also nodded and said, "What about you?"

Da Wei smiled gistly and said, "Just wait and see!"