Chapter 49 The man who beats geese is blind

On the bench side of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School, it has become an ocean of joy, and there is no hunch that the dangerous cloud has shrouded their heads. Han Dengyun and the stinky fart high-fiveed everyone one by one. Some people didn't have such a plan, so he forcibly took other people's hands and gave him a high-five, which was also known as advanced to drive backward, and everyone made progress together.

Fu Zijun also had an excited smile on his face, and constantly waved to Liu Zhiwei on the sidelines. In a single quarter, he scored 15 points out of 5 of 7 three-pointers. Such scoring efficiency can make him proud for a long time.

Zhao Senming and Sun Feiying have to calm down a lot, although they also have a proud smile at the corners of their mouths.

Huang Cheng glanced at the team members coldly and said in a low voice, "Be quiet! This is the first game, and you are proud to be like this. Won't you go to heaven when you win the championship?

"That's a must!"

Han Dengyun, who doesn't know how to look and act, said carelessly, "Coach, don't worry, although this task is difficult, we will definitely carry forward the fine spirit and glorious tradition of not being afraid of hardship and fatigue, and complete the task you assigned to us!"

"Shut up!" Huang Cheng stared at Han Dengyun and snorted coldly, "You don't have to play in the fourth quarter of the game! Sit on the bench and reflect honestly!"

"Ah?" Han Dengyun was dumbfounded and quickly came to Huang Cheng's side and whispered, "Coach, I'm 20 points away from one point. You let me go up and play for another minute. No, half a minute is enough, okay?"

"It's not good!" Huang Cheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Not for a second! Get out of here!"

"Oh." Seeing that there was no room for discussion, Han Dengyun could only look resentful and walk away with a helpless face covering his big mouth. If he didn't cover it, he couldn't do it. If he said something to make Huang Cheng unhappy and directly pressed him on the bench to prevent him from getting up, then he would cry.

After driving away Han Dengyun, Huang Cheng adjusted his mood and coughed, "To be honest, I am very satisfied with your performance in this game. We have had a dreamy start and an ideal process. Now we are about to have a perfect end. We have tiger-headed pork belly. I need it now. A leopard tail, can you do it?"

Men can't say no, not to mention that all the team members in No. 1 is now the most confident moment, so as soon as Huang Cheng's voice fell, a tsunami called "Neng" broke out from their mouths.

Huang Cheng nodded with satisfaction and said, "Wang Hanbo, Huang Wenyi, Yan Lingfeng, Li Yi, Gao Yang, I will give you five people in this last quarter. I hope you don't let me down."

Finally heard his name, but there was not much excitement on Yan Lingfeng's face. He slowly stood up, took off his coat on his body, and then tightened his shoelaces, and then gently jumped to prepare to play.

Huang Cheng looked at Yan Lingfeng, who was warming up, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes. He hesitated and told him, "Be careful, don't show your strength, and don't get hurt."

"Don't worry, coach." Yan Lingfeng replied with a smile, "I know it."

"Well, that's good." Huang Cheng put away the worry in his eyes, squeezed his mouth and nodded.

The fourth quarter of the game began. Seeing that Yan Lingfeng finally appeared, his classmates in Class 8 of Senior High School burst into an earth-shaking applause, which attracted a curious look from the surrounding audience. Although most of them were also students of No. 1 Middle School, there were still a minority of people who watched the final of the school basketball game. So they don't understand what's surprising about No. 11, which looks like sitting on the bench. They can only guess that this player may be the only member of the school team in this class.

Yan Lingfeng heard the applause on the sidelines, turned around and waved to them with a smile, and then shook his head and smiled bitterly. I'm afraid that he was destined to disappoint his classmates in this game.

"Teacher, Ling Feng has played. Did Coach Huang figure it out?" Xiang Qingyun was also very excited and turned his head to ask Zhu Yao.

"I guess he probably took the initiative to ask for it. Lao Huang is not so smart." Zhu Yao sighed slightly and found that he could not see through the student more and more. Obviously, he was just 16 or 17 years old, but he was old like a mature man. If Huang Cheng had put him on the bench today and replaced him on another person's head, I'm afraid he would have protested with dissatisfaction, but Yan Lingfeng seemed to be nothing. Instead of frustrated or resisting, he was generous to help Huang Cheng improve the shortcomings in the plan.

"Actually, it is not a wise choice to let Yan Lingfeng play at this time." Zhu Yao looked at the bench on the other side of No. 11 Middle School and sighed and said with a little worry.

"Why?" Lu Yunxue asked this question. She has been watching Yan Lingfeng play since junior high school. For so many years, she has been firmly believing that Yan Lingfeng's ball skills are the best. However, in this game, Yan Lingfeng sat on the bench for three sessions, which also made Lu Yunxue very unhappy and had been secretly complaining about the blind coach. Now he heard Zhu Yao say that it was unwise to let Yan Lingfeng play, so he was naturally more unhappy.

Zhu Yao was stunned for a moment and turned his head to look at Lu Yunxue. He still knew a little about this girl. He ranked 13th in the city in the middle school entrance examination. At first, he chose the best high school in Tiankuo District, Tiankuo No. 2 Middle School, but he didn't know why he suddenly transferred to Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School some time ago.

Looking at Lu Yunxue's concerned eyes, and recalling that she transferred to school when Yan Lingfeng was injured, Zhu Yao vaguely figured out the reason, but he did not delve into it. He just smiled and said, "Ling Feng's ball skills have nothing to say. It's no exaggeration to say that now the whole Shuiyun theory ability is The reason why I said it was unwise to let Ling Feng play at this time is actually very simple. I'm worried that Ling Feng would be injured!"

Ah? Teacher, why? Lu Yunxue was scared and unconsciously covered her little mouth.

Zhu Yao shook his head and sighed gently: "Before Lao Huang became a teacher, he had always played in the second team of the Shandong men's basketball team, and the competition was not so fierce, so he was not so accurate about the mentality of the players on the court. Now it is obvious that the members of No. 11 Middle School have been defeated. At this time, they usually have only two choices. One is to break the can. Since they have fallen so far behind, they will not mind falling behind more. Anyway, it is only 10 minutes. Second, their mentality will change or even distort. They will not find the reason from themselves, but vent their resentment on their opponents, so I said that the players on the field at this time have to risk injury.

"This..." Zhu Yao's words made Lu Yunxue's little face white and muttered to herself, "Ling Feng's injury is just right. Don't get hurt again!"

"hehe." Zhu Yao suddenly laughed. Of course, he was not gloating and comforted Lu Yunxue, "I believe Ling Feng can also think of this, and I also believe he knows how to do it, so let's not worry about him."

Zhu Yao is comforting Lu Yunxue, but he is also comforting himself. Although he is now the head teacher and English teacher of Class 8 of Senior High School, he used to be a basketball player, so he instinctively has a good impression on Yan Lingfeng, who has a high level of basketball, so he and Huang Chengsang's face is red and his neck is thick.

When Zhu Yao and Lu Yunxue were talking, the game on the court had two rounds, but in these two rounds, the players of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School had been violated three times. All this was seen in his eyes, because he had just played and had not yet absorbed hatred, so the other party I didn't plot with him.

But it was also because of this that the onlookers were clear, so Yan Lingfeng could see clearly. Just a few seconds ago, the opponent's No. 4 player pretended to be inadvertent and raised his elbow and hit Wang Hanbo's chin secretly. Wang Hanbo suffered a secret loss. Although his teeth were loosened, he was bitter and could only hold on to the game in pain.

Yan Lingfeng frowned and sighed slightly. As expected, his opponent's loss of reason has begun to hurt people. At this time, the smart way is to avoid its sharpness and know that he can't do it. So he just hesitated a little and gathered his teammates to his side.

"Our lead is obvious. The promotion quota is already in our pocket, so there is no need to fight with them at this time. Everyone should pay attention to it. Don't force the indisputable ball. Protect yourself as the principle. If the coach blames it, then you can push it on me."

Yan Lingfeng took a deep breath and said slowly. At the same time, he looked up at Huang Cheng, who was stamped his feet on the sidelines. Obviously, he was not aware of the changes taking place on the court.

"However, the coach wanted a leopard tail, but we gave him a snake tail. He will definitely get angry." Thinking of Huang Cheng's appearance when he was angry, Huang Wenyi couldn't help shivering.

"Listen to Ling Feng." Wang Hanbo, as the captain, has just experienced the opponent's trick, so he said without thinking about it, "If the coach blames him, then it's me."

"Since the captain and Ling Feng said so, let's do it." Li Yi was also accidentally tripped by his opponent just now. If he hadn't been stable, he might not have been able to get up on the ground by now.

"Gao Yang, you should also pay attention. I'm worried that they may not only use black hands, but also black feet. Be careful not to kick your feet!"

Yan Lingfeng turned his head to Gaoyang again and reminded him seriously.

"Hmm." Gao Yang nodded silently, but his eyes were full of careless eyes.

Yan Lingfeng sighed and didn't say anything more. He clapped his hands and said, "Don't think too much. We are not a cowardly enemy. If the score is tight now, we can't retreat even if we break our legs, but we are much ahead now, so there is no need to fight with them!"

Huang Cheng, who was on the sidelines, saw Yan Lingfeng bringing everyone together. Although he didn't know what they were talking about, there was still an undisguised appreciation in his eyes, which was the real core. He could replace the coach at any time according to the changes on the field. There was Yan Lingfeng in the team. As a coach, he can also save a lot of worry.

Next, in Shuiyun No.1 Middle School's attack, Wang Hanbo slowly took the ball past the half, and the opponent's defender was still far away. He passed the hot basketball to Yan Lingfeng, who came forward for the ball.

Yan Lingfeng received the ball two steps outside the left three-point line and squinted at No. 9 defending him. The bloody wolf's head was particularly conspicuous in the sun, but in Yan Lingfeng's eyes, the wolf's head without a neck and body was not only not terrible, but also so pitiful.

There was a cruel smile on the corners of his mouth. He suddenly rushed to No. 9 with the ball. No. 9 was slightly stunned. Looking at Wang Hanbo's appearance just now, he thought that his opponent had been scared by their fierceness, but he didn't expect that a stunned head popped out here. Is it possible that his meat is made of iron and not afraid of pain?

No.9 had no intention of defending at all. He gave up a space on his side, as if opening the middle door to welcome Yan Lingfeng's breakthrough. Yan Lingfeng was also rude. He strode the ball and was about to pass by his side.

No.9 turned his body again, blocked the referee's sight from his back, then raised his iron elbow with a ferocious smile, aimed at the temple of Yan Lingfeng's head and hit it.

Although Yan Lingfeng was breaking through quickly, he had already been prepared. Yu Guang noticed that he had raised his elbow and naturally would not hit it stupidly. At the moment when the No. 9 iron elbow waved, he suddenly stopped his step, and then coincidentally raised his elbow, and then rushed forward again.

"Is it empty?" No. 9 changed slightly, and Yan Lingfeng used the time difference to successfully dodge his must-kill blow, which gave him a feeling of punching cotton, but before he could figure it out, a hard elbow bone hit his mouth.

"Ah!"

No.9 screamed in pain, covered his mouth and retreated two steps in a row. His eyes were full of incredible expressions, which made him peck his eyes instead of beating wild geese. You should know that Yan Lingfeng's body has been specially trained, and the power of this elbow is much stronger than his elbow. The blood flowed from his fingers, and a front tooth seemed to have separated from the tissue and was trying to hit the last line of defense on his lips...