Chapter 58 Thunder Strike

"Bear Ling Feng, I went home last night to check it on the Internet, but I couldn't find the song you mentioned. Where did you hear it?"

Sun Feiying stood on the other side of Yan Lingfeng and looked at him doubtfully and asked.

Yan Lingfeng thought about it. Since he had plagiarized the lyrics of this song on himself, he didn't need to cover it up anymore, so he replied with a smile, "I wrote the lyrics myself, and then hummed a tune casually."

"Ga?" Sun Feiying was stunned for a moment, and then stared at Yan Lingfeng unbelievably and asked, "Is it really written by you?"

"Hmm." Yan Lingfeng felt guilty, so he just nodded gently without explaining too much.

"Great talent!" Sun Feiying suddenly shouted and looked at Yan Lingfeng with a worshipful look and said, "Ling Feng, you are so talented! I am good at writing and martial arts, and I can write lyrics. If I were a girl, I would definitely fall in love with you.

"If you were a girl, I would definitely not fall in love with you!" Yan Lingfeng shook his head and then walked off the overpass first.

The two semi-finals will start on time at 9 o'clock. At this time, there are already a lot of spectators sitting next to the stadium. Of course, most of them are students from No. 1 Middle School. Yan Lingfeng and the three of them walked to the side of the court, took off their coats, and went to the court to warm up with basketballs.

"Here we are!" Wang Hanbo threw the basketball in his hand into the basket, and then turned his head to say hello with a smile.

"Brother Hanbo came early enough!" Yan Lingfeng smiled, glanced at the basket, jumped gently, and threw the basketball in his hand out.

Wang Hanbo replied with a smile, "Of course, stupid birds will fly first. My talent is not as good as those of you stinky guys, so I have to be diligent to make up for my shortcomings."

"Brother Hanbo is too modest. We are also fighting blindly. What talent can we have?" Yan Lingfeng said modestly and then asked, "Brother Hanbo, you are older than us and know more than us. How about the high level of the four positions?"

"I just ate a few more bowls of rice than you, and I really don't know much about the rest as well as you." Wang Hanbo laughed at himself and said, "So asking me is equivalent to asking blindly."

"Lingfeng, why do you think so much? Didn't you say two days ago that no matter who the enemy is, as long as we do ourselves well, we are invincible!" Fu Zijun stood outside the three-point line and hit the basket accurately with a light shot. As the game deepened, his shooting felt better and better and his confidence became more confident.

"They are coming." Zhao Senming, who had been silent, suddenly opened his mouth. When everyone turned around and looked at their opponents, they saw their opponents. The members of the Shuiyun four vocational college team were walking into the field under the guidance of the coach.

"I, I'll go!" Han Dengyun rubbed his eyes and muttered incredibly, "Are they really just high school students?"

"Of course!" Huang Cheng, who had been standing on the sidelines with his hands on his chest and smiling face, suddenly changed his words. He turned his head and looked at the group of tall people opposite him, and then waved his players together with a strange smile on his face. "How do you feel now that you see our semi-final opponents?"

"One word, high!" Han Dengyun replied concisely, but then thought that it might not be his style to speak like this, so he added, "Coach, if they are really four-level players, I seriously suspect that they falsely reported their age, even foreign aid from professional teams!"

"This is unlikely." Bi Xiangyang interrupted: "After all, the city attaches great importance to this basketball game, and the punishment for hiring foreign aid is also very strong. I don't think the four vocational high schools should have such courage, and I know several of them are indeed students of the four vocational high schools."

"I wipe it, is it possible that they all grew up eating hormones?" Although Han Dengyun has always been very good at dealing with Bi Xiangyang, he still believes his words a little. After all, it is impossible for Bi Xiangyang to help the four positions.

"Is it possible that you also grew up eating hormones?" Huang Cheng stared at Han Dengyun and said slowly: "The average height of the 12 members of the four-level college team has reached 1.88 meters, and I have carefully understood that these 12 members are indeed students of the four-level high school."

What's the use of being tall? The game is not about height. Zhao Senming snorted and said disdainfully.

"Sen Ming is right. Height doesn't mean playing basketball well, big bear, right?" Fu Zijun looked at Han Dengyun with a narrow expression on his face and asked with a smile.

"Yes, no, I'm taller than you, and I play basketball better than you!" Han Dengyun's brain reaction was still very fast. He didn't react at the first time, but the next time he realized Fu Zijun's sinister intentions.

"You all pause a little. The game is about to start. The coach must have something to say to us." Although Yan Lingfeng's voice was very stable, he had a momentum of not being angry and arrogant, which also calmed down Han Dengyun and Fu Zijun, who planned to continue to quarrel.

Huang Cheng didn't say anything on his face, but he was secretly praising him. Judging from Yan Lingfeng's performance just now, he is really suitable to serve as the core of this team, both on and off the court.

"The opponent's height is an advantage, but it is also a disadvantage, and it is also a great disadvantage. As we all know, tall people are generally not very fast, so the tactic I formulated in this game is to play fast and slow, and skillful! We don't compare their height, avoid the length of the enemy and hit the shortness of the enemy. When attacking, your speed must be raised, run as fast as you can, and pay attention to using the pass to launch a fast attack. When defending, it is obvious that the opponent will definitely use the advantage of height and strength to fight a position battle, so you have to start defense from the front court, whether it is steal or delay. Anyway, I ask you to do everything you can to compress their attack time so that they can't organize the attack and defense calmly. Do you remember? "

Huang Cheng held the tactical board in his hand and said, many times his tactical board only plays the role of a baton. Han Dengyun once suspected that Huang Cheng would not use this thing at all. Of course, he just said in private. If he dares to doubt Huang Cheng's business ability to his face, then I'm afraid The only thing waiting for is the gray way to get out of the school team.

The team members responded in unison. Huang Cheng looked at his team members in order from left to right and said in a low voice, "Bi Xiangyang, Sun Feiying, Yan Lingfeng, Fu Zijun, Gao Yang, you five of you started first. Is there any problem?"

Naturally, there is no problem. After all, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. None of these young men are willing to substitute others, and there are naturally 10,000 willing to get the opportunity to start first.

Yan Lingfeng smiled bitterly. Huang Cheng really trusted his patience, but before he could say anything, Han Dengyun smiled and said, "I guess someone will sing again today."

Yan Lingfeng stared at him fiercely and then asked Huang Cheng, "Coach, I, I'd better not send it first, okay?"

Huangcheng guo refused: "That won't work. We don't know the depth of the opponent's strength, so in order to ensure that the opening does not fall behind, I will let you play. As for how to play on the court, you can adapt to it yourself."

"Okay." Yan Lingfeng nodded helplessly, but he was secretly sure that he would take out some real kung fu in a moment. Otherwise, it would be bad for Zhu Yao to let him sing again when he returned to the classroom.

The five starting players gathered together, shouted in unison, and then stepped on the field confidently.

The referee also stood in the center of the court, looked left and right, then raised his wrist to look at the time, and then blew the whistle in his mouth, indicating that the players on the side of the four vocational high school should be on the field.

The four-level coach, surnamed Xuan, is nearly a year old, and his hair has been white, but his waist is straight, wearing a light gray suit, his eyes are full of light, and he grasped the last moment to arrange: "I repeat the last sentence, the key to this game is the rhythm! We have to fall into position and play one by one, and the opponent will definitely want to play fast, so controlling the rhythm of the game will control the victory or defeat of the game. Zheng Xiang, you are the brain of our team, so don't let your opponents bring up our rhythm. Once we are held by them, it will be difficult to play this game, understand?

Zheng Xiang, the No. 12 point guard of the four-level high-level ball guard, nodded silently, "Coach, don't worry."

Coach Xuan also nodded. He has always been very relieved for Zheng Xiang, so he clapped his hands and said, "Children, come on!" The average height of our team is the highest, and we will definitely stand at the top!"

The referee waited impatiently and blew another whistle. Coach Xuan patted the players on the shoulders and said, "Come on, let our opponents see our strength! Fight for your dreams!"

The four-high starters are No. 4, No. 9, No. 12, No. 14 and No. 15. Everyone is taller than the No. 1 Middle School player in the right position. Zheng Xiang, the shortest point guard No. 12 is also close to 1.9 meters tall. If he is an unwitting audience, he will definitely not be him. We think of it as a high school basketball team.

The four-level high school fronter No. 4, who stood opposite Gaoyang and jumped the ball with him, reached a height of about 2 meters, with a round waist and fierce eyes. He sneered at Gaoyang fiercely. Although he did not say anything, his contemptuous expression was already revealed.

"Finally, someone can teach this boy a lesson!" Han Dengyun, sitting on the bench, laughed, as if it was a pleasure to see Gao Yang slumped.

Gao Yang's face was expressionless and took a deep breath. His bounce was very high and the air was also very good, but this did not mean that he could really win all his opponents. Facing No. 4 like a Big Mac, he unconsciously felt a little nervous.

With a whistle, the rolling basketball flew up from the referee's hand.

The game starts with the jump ball. Although there will be no points if you win the jump ball, everyone knows the importance of the jump ball. No matter what the game is, it is very important to win people first. Gao Yang doesn't want to lose. Naturally, No. 4 also wants to win. The two of them jumped up almost at the same time, and the target is naturally the one that is still rolling. Rising basketball.

No.4 is tall and has a long arm, and the bounce is not very bad, so one of his big hands took the lead in touching the basketball, but before he could reach his half, he felt a strong force, strong and firm. His hand unconsciously loosened, and the basketball flew out of his control and then went to his sight. It flew over quickly.

Yan Lingfeng and Sun Feiying shouted at the same time. Seeing that Gao Yang won the jump ball, the two of them coincidentally started to rush to the other half. After Bi Xiangyang was not reconciled, he strode forward and grabbed the basketball in his hand. Then he didn't think about it and threw the basketball out before he landed.

The players of the four vocational high school obviously haven't reacted. They can't figure out how No. 4, who has never lost the jump ball, lost to this little man who is not amazing in appearance and height, so when Sun Feiying and Yan Lingfeng passed them like two sharp knives, they were not even aware of it. The opponent's attack has sounded the horn.

Bi Xiangyang passed the ball very hard. Hearing the wind behind his head, Yan Lingfeng immediately turned around and jumped up gently to catch the ball, and then pushed the ball to the opponent's hinterland basket without looking back.

"What are you doing? Back guard! Back to defense!"

Coach Xuan on the sidelines stamped his feet in a hurry, and his white hair flew in the wind, which was very beautiful, but his expression was not so beautiful, and his saliva and eyes were about to jump out.

But it's okay that coach Xuan didn't remind him. As soon as he reminded him, the players turned their eyes to him. Yan Lingfeng didn't look at people passing the ball, but gave the ball accurately to Sun Feiying, who broke into the inside line with Superman's consciousness and tacit understanding. Sun Feiying's speed was very fast, rushing to the opponent's basket like a flash of lightning. Next, when the ball arrived, he just received a pass from Yan Lingfeng and sent the ball into the basket. At this time, the players of the four vocational highs had just turned their heads and were ready to go back to defense.

After Sun Feiying scored the goal, he pounded his chest excitedly, then ran over with a smile and gave Yan Lingfeng a bear hug, grinning and said, "You boy is finally willing to take off your veil!"

Yan Lingfeng rolled his eyes and said, "I just don't want to sing!"