Chapter 75 Pitcher's Fury

The basketball flying out of Huang Wenyi's hand, with a strong rotation, moved forward in mid-air, drew a beautiful arc, and fell calmly towards the basket under the attention of everyone's eyes.

Many people have forgotten to breathe and are focused on the basketball that is about to pass through the net. Coach Jiao put his right hand in his heart. He didn't have a heart attack. He was just praying that the ball was far away. They were 12 points behind. If the three-pointer goal was scored again, I'm afraid it would become the last straw to crush them. His team members are not gods, and young people with unstable psychological quality. He finally used all his strength to re-motivate their morale at halftime. If the ball hits, it is likely that his efforts will become useless.

About 20 meters away from Coach Jiao, Zhu Yao also stood on the sidelines. His fist had been raised, and his face was full of excitement, because according to his experience, this three-pointer was undoubtedly a must, so he was waiting for the moment when the basketball passed through the net.

Huang Wenyi still maintained a shooting posture. His eyes stared at the basketball and basket without blinking. His heart was jumping. Inexplicably, the picture of his previous hard practice came to his mind. His physical fitness was very ordinary, and his thin arms and legs looked like he was about to fall down. He can't remember how many times he fell on the basketball court, but every time he insisted on getting up. He is hard-hearted. Now he stands on this field and is about to become a hero of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School. However, those who have laughed at him and bullied him can only sit in the audience. Huang Wenyi's eyes can't help but be confused, and then watch the basketball fall into the basket accurately.

There was a crisp sound. Although the sound was not loud, it woke up Huang Wenyi who had fallen into his memory. His eyes were no longer blurred, because just now, he clearly saw that the basketball was about to fall on the inner edge of the basket, and then made a crisp sound and high. It bounced up.

"How is that possible?" Huang Wenyi rubbed his eyes in disbelief, but it turned out that his eyes were not blurred, and he was not wrong just now. This time, the steady shot really missed the target.

Cao Tianyi took two steps forward and took the rebound ball in his hand. He breathed a sigh of relief. After Huang Wenyi took the shot, he also thought that the ball would definitely be scored, but God bless the basket to turn away the goal at the last moment.

Yan Lingfeng didn't have much time to think about it and immediately opened his arms and rushed to Cao Tianyi. They could fight back when their opponents were not stable, and of course they had to prevent their opponents from hitting them.

Cao Tianyi had no intention of fighting back at all. Seeing Yan Lingfeng rushing at him, he immediately turned around and held the ball in his arms. The counterattack was simple, but in fact, it was difficult to kill the opponent without the cooperation of his teammates, so Cao Tianyi had better protect the ball before making plans.

Zhu Yao, who was on the sidelines, waved his fist reluctantly, and his face was full of regret. Like Huang Wenyi, he also thought that this goal must be scored, but the basketball bounced out like their opposition. Could it be that God didn't want them to win the championship smoothly, so he sent a bad wind to make trouble?

Coach Jiao put his right hand on his chest and slowly put it down. His face was full of happiness for the rest of his life. It seemed that his prayers worked. Coach Jiao secretly wanted to burn incense and bathe in the worship when he went home. As for thanking Jesus or Allah, it is not now. Things that should be considered.

"PRESS IT UP! Press it over! Show your momentum!" Coach Jiao shouted at the top of his voice. Although his voice was a little hoarse and a little harsh in his ears, there was no doubt that his players heard it more clearly.

Cao Tianyi looked at the sidelines, nodded heavily, and then waved his arms and shouted, "Brothers! It's time to prove our strength! God is helping us. What's the reason why we don't work hard?"

The players of No.1 Middle School retreated to the half, and the top players were dressed up again. Just now, although neither side scored, the mentality of the players on both sides has changed a lot, especially Huang Wenyi, who looked at the basket in the front court with a dull expression like a walking dead body. Obviously, he was still there. I want the ball I just lost.

Yan Lingfeng looked at Huang Wenyi and sighed inaudiblely. No matter what he did, everything could never come true. The same is true on the basketball court. Huang Wenyi's shooting skills needless to say, but his psychology is very problematic. A psychologically immature pitcher can never become a divine pitcher, but this kind of External forces can't help the problem. If you want to solve it, you can only rely on yourself. I hope he can figure it out.

When Yan Lingfeng looked at Huang Wenyi and sighed, a senior high school had already attacked. Qin Wei, the pioneer of the road, had squeezed into the inside line of No. 1 Middle School, and Han Dengyun and Han Dengyun played a wrestling game again. Xu Zhong and Wang Jingdong followed closely, and the two of them fanned one left and one right into the basket in the middle, and finally Zhu Chongming and Cao Tianyi came together. Just after half, Zhu Chongming handed the ball to Cao Tianyi, and then ran to the left three-point line empty-handed.

Cao Tianyi dribbled to the top of the arc, and unexpectedly pulled it up and threw it directly at a large distance from the three-point line.

Ap> In the exclamation of the audience on the sidelines, the basketball thrown by Cao Tianyi drew a rainbow version of the arc, and then fell into the basket accurately as if it had been calculated.

After Sun Feiying was sent off, Yan Lingfeng had to be responsible for defending Xu Zhong, so he could only defend Cao Tianyi against him. His defense itself was not satisfactory, but now he was in a trance. When Cao Tianyi picked it up, he was still at a loss and knew that the basketball passed through the net cleanly, so he came back to his senses. Prepare to defend, but by this time Cao Tianyi has turned back with his right hand held high. Who is he going to defend?

Two three-point shots, two completely different fates. If Huang Wenyi's shot hits, the difference will be increased to 15 points, and there may not be a second three-pointer. Unfortunately, there was no if, Huang Wenyi's shot did not enter. Cao Tianyi decisively hit three points, narrowing the gap between the two sides to single digits. This is a score difference that can catch up or even surpass. For a time, all the people in the senior high school were excited, as if they had won the championship.

"Wenyi, what do you think? Has your soul been hooked by the fox? Han Dengyun picked up the basketball that was still rolling on the ground and asked with a little angrily.

Huang Wenyi was speechless and lowered his head and whispered, "I'm sorry."

"What's the use of saying sorry now? Don't talk nonsense when the ball has been scored. Zhao Senming said coldly that this is not his previous opinion on Huang Wenyi, because he is such a person. His eyes are always looking forward, and he is used to using his cold appearance to hide his fiery heart. After a long time of contact with him, others will more or less understand his character, but Huang Wenyi does not understand. Neither of them likes to talk. Although they fight side by side in a team, they are not very familiar with each other. In addition, Huang Wenyi himself is a person with a little inferiority and is complaining about himself. Zhao Senming's words immediately reminded him of those who used to mock him.

Zhao Senming has turned his head to take Han Dengyun's serve and attacked the front court. Huang Wenyi slowly raised his head and stared at Zhao Senming's back. His lips were tightly squeezed together, and the steel teeth under his lips were almost broken. He clenched his fist fiercely and followed Zhao Senming's back.

Of course, Huang Wenyi is not going to give Zhao Senming a look with his fist. He intends to fight back against those who mock him with continuous goals as before, which is also the usual way for most people with low self-esteem.

When the ball reached the front court, Zhao Senming encountered Zhu Chongming's mad dog-like defense again. Anyone would have a headache about this defense method, and Zhao Senming was no exception. At first, he had plans to compete with his opponent, but soon he changed his mind, because it was meaningless to do so, except for a waste of time. There will be other benefits.

Yan Lingfeng's situation is similar to that of Zhao Senming. Wang Jingdong's defense is better than Zhu Chongming's, and he has almost hung his whole body on Yan Lingfeng's body. Therefore, even though Yan Lingfeng's running position is erratic, he can't get rid of Wang Jingdong's entanglement for a while.

It was not appropriate to pass the ball to Yan Lingfeng. Zhao Senming could only turn his eyes to the inside line. Han Dengyun and fell with Qin Wei as usual. Fu Zijun was strung back and forth around the bottom line. Xu Zhong grabbed a favorable position with his body. Although he was not as active as Fu Zijun, he had actually strangled Zhao Senming to pass it to him. The route of the ball.

"Give it to me!"

Huang Wenyi's ghost appeared outside the right three-point line, raising his right hand and roaring.

Zhao Senming was stunned for a moment and mechanically passed the ball over. Although Cao Tianyi stood in front of him, Huang Wenyi's opportunity was not very good, but there was no better choice to pass the ball at present. He could only choose to trust this pitcher whose self-confidence seemed to have been hit.

Huang Wenyi took a step, received the ball in his hand, and then jumped up directly. In the breeze, his figure was as soft as a willow branch, but his movements were as firm as a rock, and there was a flame of anger burning in his eyes.

Cao Tianyi was not in a hurry and did not jump forward. He raised his palms and raised his feet to block Huang Wenyi's eyes. Huang Wenyi was not affected at all. He pushed the basketball into the basket with a hard push with his right hand. What he pushed out was not only the basketball, but also the anger in his chest. He wanted to make those who looked down on him understand how terrible the anger of a pitcher was.

The basketball has no curvature or rotation, so it flew straight to the basket, then hit the basket and bounced straight back.

Qin Wei blocked Han Dengyun behind him. Xu Zhong jumped up gently, grabbed the rebound ball in his hand, and then pushed it forward. After giving it to Zhu Chongming, he pulled out his foot and ran to the front court.

The basketball bounced out again, and Huang Wenyi's eyes flashed with despair. If he still complained about his luck without scoring the ball just now, then now only has Zhao Senming's words in his mind. Yes, why did he say sorry? He just lost a ball. Where can there be a sharpshooter on the basketball court? As long as he continues to persist and finds his feel, then he is the hero of the team and the hero of No. 1 Middle School!

Thinking of this, Huang Wenyi clenched his fist again and looked up to find that there was no one around him. When he turned his head to look, he saw that the team members of a high-level team had retreated back like a tide. He looked blankly at the scoreboard on the sidelines, 52:45!

A high school scored again. Just as Huang Wenyi was wandering around the world alone, Cao Tianyi assisted Zhu Chongming to score with more and less, narrowing the score difference to 7 points.

"Quick pass! Send it to me! Hurry up! Hurry up!" Huang Wenyi suddenly jumped his feet and waved his hand and shouted loudly. He knew that he had made a mistake again, but so what? He is a man and not a god. Is it possible for a man not to make mistakes? It's true that he didn't return to defend, but it's because he didn't return to defense that there is a once-in-lifetime fast attack opportunity now. As long as the service is strong enough to pass a long cross the half, the enemy he faces after receiving the ball is only a lonely basket. The players are now The closest to him is also ten steps away. No matter how slow he runs, he can't be caught up. After all, there is no offside on the basketball court.

However, Han Dengyun, who was serving, disappointed Huang Wenyi. Maybe he was complaining about Huang Wenyi's failure to defend. Maybe he didn't have the confidence to pass the ball to Huang Wenyi. Anyway, after he hesitated for a moment, he still gently pushed the ball to Zhao Senming.

Huang Wenyi looked at the senior team members who drowned himself like the tide, and then looked at the teammates who slowly attacked, and stamped his feet fiercely. What a good opportunity it was to slip away from under his eyelids. Are his teammates' eyes not good? Can't you see such an excellent fast-attack opportunity?

People with low self-esteem are actually very confident people. Once they reach a certain critical point, they will desperately think of ways to prove themselves. Huang Wenyi is like this. Zhao Senming just opened his hands to meet him. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes showed unquestionable firmness. It seems that if Zhao Senming doesn't pass the ball to him, he can come forward to grab the ball.