Chapter 64 seesaw

Shuiyun No.1 Middle School overtook the score again and stared at Yan Lingfeng's far away back. Xu Zhong sighed. The opponent's attack just now was simple to say. From Yan Lingfeng's pass to Fu Zijun's layup in the end, it took only a second or two, but people who knew basketball knew the difficulty contained it. Without the tacit understanding formed by playing together for a long time, he could not complete the attack at all. Xu Zhong saw clearly that Yan Lingfeng did not make any gestures or hints before shooting just now. That is to say, Han Dengyun's pass was not intentional, but he knew Fu Zi without looking at it. Jun will appear in that position, which is a kind of trust in his teammates and a tacit understanding that has been automatically formed for a long time.

Xu Zhong sighed not because he was impressed by the cooperation of his opponents. He just felt sorry for himself. If he hadn't wasted his youth for a year in the youth, I'm afraid he and his teammates would have such a tacit understanding at this time, right?

"What are you thinking about?" Cao Tianyi patted Xu Zhong on the shoulder with a smile and asked.

"Nothing, captain, let's attack." Xu Zhong shook his head, threw out something unrelated to the game, and then said to Cao Tianyi.

"Well, our opponents are really strong, but we are stronger than them, right?" Cao Tianyi patted Xu Zhong on the shoulder again, then took a deep look at him and turned his head and ran to the front court without waiting for his answer.

"That's for sure!" Xu Zhong looked at Cao Tianyi's back and nodded heavily, and then ran over with the captain's footprints.

This side has already opened the defensive position, but Han Dengyun is patting his chest and asking for credit, "Fu Zijun, to be honest, how about my brother's wonderful pass just now? Isn't it very Divac's style?

"Bullshit!" Fu Zijun only answered with one word. He had forgotten who had just assisted him, and the sentence of digging a well doesn't work for him at all.

"Do you know which country Divacs is?" Sun Feiying cooperated with Fu Zijun and said, "But to be honest, the pass just now is really good, but there is a saying that the blind cat met a dead mouse. It's probably the pass just now, right?"

Fu Zijun smiled and said, "Feiying, what do you say?" What does it mean that a blind cat meets a dead mouse? An old man will die in a hundred years, right? If you don't die, will you be dissatisfied that the world is an old birthday star?

"You two bastards, I don't have the same experience as you!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Han Dengyun immediately withdrew and put on a posture of "only women and villains are difficult to raise".

"Defensive!" Zhao Senming did not look back, and the cold words immediately silenced the three people and closed their mouths.

Zhu Chongming slowly took the ball and killed it. The dribbling stopped at the top of the arc. His eyes were hanging together and he looked listless. In fact, he was not sleepy. He was just hinting that his teammates would play the tactics they were going to play in this attack. As soon as he saw his appearance, a senior team member immediately moved. Cao Tianyi kept running with the help of his teammate's cover. Sun Feiying followed his buttocks closely, but Xu Zhong's cover quality was too high. He put his hands together and put them in front of him honestly, without sinking his shoulders or lifting his buttocks, so he knotted. It actually blocked Sun Feiying's pursuit.

Cao Tianyi ran outside the three-point line. Before he could open his hand to ask for the ball, Zhu Chongming, who had been sleepy, had already passed the ball. When the ball arrived, Cao Tianyi did not adjust it. He pulled it out and threw it. It was another beautiful arc and a clear sound of passing through the net. Cao Tianyi held it high. With his right hand slowly retreating, his broken hair flew with the wind in the breeze, looking unusually elegant.

Sun Feiying had no choice but to spread out his hands and shrugged his shoulders and said, "I have tried my best..."

"Well, we know." Zhao Senming nodded indifferently, "He can't keep going."

"I hope so." Sun Feiying shook her head with a wry smile. If Cao Tianyi's feel has been so hot, it's really hard to say who will die in this game.

"When did Cao Tianyi's three-pointer be so accurate?" Bi Xiangyang, on the sidelines, said to himself in disbelief, "I remember fighting with him several times before, but I haven't seen him how powerful he is!"

"That's because you don't know him yet." Tian Baiwei smiled bitterly and said, "I knew him when I was in junior high school. At that time, he was already very good at playing basketball. It has been two or three years in a flash. It is impossible for him to regress, right?"

"I hope he is just a flash in the pan, otherwise it will be difficult to play today's game." Bi Xiangyang looked at Cao Tianyi on the field and sighed gently.

Zhao Senming dribbled the ball through the half, and then passed the ball directly to Yan Lingfeng without thinking much, as if his role as a point guard was really as simple as the ball. Yan Lingfeng held the ball in both hands and saw that the person defending him had been replaced by Cao Tianyi. He rubbed his nose and the corners of his mouth with a strange smile. It seemed that this No. 8 was really confident in himself. When attacking, he was the pioneer of destroying the city, and when defending, he also took the initiative to defend himself.

Yan Lingfeng was not in a hurry to launch an attack. He casually carried the ball back and forth a few times. Suddenly, he asked, "Do you think you can prevent me?"

Cao Tianyi looked at him lightly and then said lightly, "As long as I want, I can do it."

"Really?" Before the words fell, Yan Lingfeng suddenly started. His left hand dribbled the ball out, and his legs exerted force at the same time, and he was about to protrude from the right side of Cao Tianyi.

Cao Tianyi sneered. Yan Lingfeng started quickly and his reaction was faster. Before Yan Lingfeng took the first step, he moved his body horizontally to block his breakthrough route.

Seeing that Yan Lingfeng was about to die from this breakthrough, his face did not change, because this was in his expectation. Since Cao Tianyi took the initiative to defend himself, there must be two brushes. So Yan Lingfeng didn't expect to get rid of him as easily as Chai Meng. Just as Cao Tianyi moved his body horizontally, he also adjusted his body balance. His left hand dribbled the ball in a big direction and protruded to his right hand.

"It's a little interesting." Cao Tianyi was not in a hurry. Yan Lingfeng left behind, so why didn't he prepare? Seeing that Yan Lingfeng changed the direction of the breakthrough, he was not panicked. He immediately twisted his body and stepped out of his left foot, blocking Yan Lingfeng's progress again in the blink of an eye.

Two consecutive breakthroughs were blocked, and Yan Lingfeng was not discouraged at all. Cao Tianyi's tenacity aroused his competitive spirit. However, this trick was old, so he was not reluctant. He took two steps back to open the distance between Cao Tianyi. His eyes were as quiet as water, and he laughed, "It's a little interesting."

"Is that right?" Cao Tianyi smiled with a sweat on his forehead and said, "I said that on the basketball court, there is nothing I don't want to do, and there is nothing I can't do."

"Can you dunk?" Yan Lingfeng asked curiously.

"The little skill of carving insects is not worth mentioning!" Cao Tianyi sneered and said, "Dunk is always the ugliest way to score, insulting basketball and insulting myself, so I hate dunking."

Yan Lingfeng nodded secretly. Through these two dialogues, it is not difficult to see that Cao Tianyi is indeed a very confident person, even a little conceited. It is actually very simple to defeat such a person. As long as his self-confidence is defeated, he will immediately become useless. But the question is, can Yan Lingfeng defeat his self-confidence?

No matter whether he can or not, Yan Lingfeng wants to have a try. After Wu Fengtao transferred to school, he has always been a little "small in the mountains". Today, he met a vocational high school and met opponents such as Xu Zhong and Cao Tianyi. He not only did not feel depressed as Sun Feiying, but was vaguely a little excited because the master was lonely. In fact, it doesn't feel good.

There is little time left to attack, but Yan Lingfeng is still not in a hurry to attack. He patted the ball slowly and chatted with Cao Tianyi without saying a word, as if he had given up this attack.

"It seems that the attack time is coming." Yan Lingfeng took a look at the timer on the side of the field and then said with a smile.

"It seems." Cao Tianyi also replied with a smile.

"Then I'm going to attack." Yan Lingfeng put away the smile on his face and said in a consultative tone.

"Well, you should have attacked a long time ago. Now, it's a little late." Cao Tianyi also put away his smile and replied with a sneer.

"Maybe." The light flashed in Yan Lingfeng's eyes, and his whole body shot out like an arrow from the string. Cao Tianyi had a confident smile on the corners of his mouth and gently moved two steps to stand on the only way for Yan Lingfeng to break through. He believed that Yan Lingfeng had no time to change his direction. Now he only had two choices. The first was to hit his Cao On Tianyi's body, he took the ball and hit the person back. The second is to retreat in the face of difficulties and return the same way. In that case, at least there is no need to foul, which can be regarded as a mistake at most.

Is Yan Lingfeng really not a third choice? Of course not. Before he collided with Cao Tianyi, his feet jumped high and raised his hands to aim in the direction of the basket.

Cao Tianyi secretly said that it was not good, but at this time he remembered that it was too late to jump the block, so he could only try to open his hands and put his feet to try to interfere with Yan Lingfeng's shooting.

Fu Zijun stood near the three-point line as usual, and Xu Zhong could not follow him. Qin Wei under the basket saw that Yan Lingfeng was going to shoot, and subconsciously turned around and stuck Han Dengyun behind him, ready to compete for rebound.

Yan Lingfeng jumped very high. At this moment, the basket was as wide as the sea in his eyes, but unfortunately, the wind and waves on the sea were too big, so Yan Lingfeng did not shoot, but chose to pass the ball.

Qin Wei turned around to grab the rebound, but Han Dengyun didn't. Although he usually looked like a mentally retarded man with cerebellar dysplasia, he looked like a different person on the basketball court. He still looked stupid, but in fact he was more thieves than anyone else.

If Qin Wei did not turn around, it would be difficult for him to catch the ball, but Qin Wei's initiative to give him room and received the ball in his hand with a smile. Before Qin Wei reacted, he hit the whistle with a hook on his side and pulled the scores of the two teams back to the same. A starting line.

In order to avoid Cao Tianyi's or intentionally or unintentionally cushioned foot under his body, Yan Lingfeng took a step back before landing and staggered twice before standing still. He looked thoughtfully at Cao Tianyi with an innocent face and gently exhaled a turbid breath. Although the pass just now was planned by him for a long time, However, there is a certain degree of adventure, and occasionally it is okay. As a standing weapon, it is definitely not good.

The first quarter of the game has been going on for almost 3 minutes, and the offensive success rate of the two teams is frighteningly high, which also makes the audience at the scene fascinated and shout. The really good basketball game is not a high-flying and three-point game, but a game that is as difficult to distinguish, and the score is also intertwined. Only such a game can arouse the interest of the audience, because no one can be sure which team will win in the end before the final whistle. There is suspense to see.

"Mr. Zhu, the students in your class really give you a long face. If I remember correctly, the five people on the field have been in your class for a long time, right?"

In the audience, young teacher Sui Liang was wearing a sportswear and a fat Lakers No. 8 light yellow jersey outside, cheering for the loud shouts like a real fan.

"Well, your memory has always been very good." Zhu Yao, sitting next to him in a suit and leather shoes, nodded reservedly, and the smile at the corners of his mouth exposed his inner joy.

"In the previous few games, what was the name of No. 11? Yan Lingfeng, right? I haven't beaten him much. I thought he had offended Lao Huang. It turned out that Lao Huang hid him!"

While the two were talking, Yan Lingfeng grabbed it cleverly, intercepted the ball passed by Zhu Chongming to Cao Tianyi, and then rushed to the front court. Sui Liang didn't have time to chat with Zhu Yao. He stood up and stared at Yan Lingfeng without blinking.