Chapter 149 Counterattack

Liu Chuntao is almost begging his team members to fight for their lives like asking his grandfather and grandma, while Shuiyun No.1 Middle School doesn't need to say anything more about Xu Jianye. The players' fighting spirit is very high. They led by 6 points in the first half of the game. Although this advantage is small and almost negligible, they are the leader after all. Even if the first party has little advantage, it is better than lagging behind.

Yan Lingfeng's hair was wet, and his whole body seemed to have just been pulled out of the water. He took a big breath and poured the functional drink into his mouth. He was really tired. He played the first half of the game without a minute. He has been fighting with Li Jingyu, both defensive and offensive. He tried his best, and in order to continuously improve the fighting spirit of his teammates, he** the basket again and again, which is also a huge consumption of physical strength.

Xu Jianye paced back and forth in front of the team members with his back and frowned slightly: "Everyone performed very well in the first half of the game. Here I would like to give you a verbal praise. You have played out the spirit of our Shuiyun, and you have also played the pride and domineering that our Shuiyun men should have. I hope you don't be complacent, guard against arrogance and impatience, and continue to play like this in the second half of the game, and beat our opponents down completely!"

Without waiting for the team members to react, Xu Jianye continued to wave his fist** and said, "The purpose of our coming to Yantai is very simple, that is, to win this championship!" Now one foot has stepped into the threshold of the championship. As long as we work harder and work hard, our other foot will naturally follow up! However, there is a saying that it is a failure to make achievements. The more at this time, the more we can't take it lightly. Don't forget that mourners will win! Now Laizhou No. 1 Middle School is undoubtedly a mourner. If I expect it well, they will definitely launch a counterattack in the second half! And how fierce this wave of fast attack can be thought of depends on how strong you all want to win! If we are strong, our opponents will definitely be affected, but if we are weak, I believe that our opponents will not show mercy!"

"Coach, just put your heart in your stomach. Whoever we don't want to win the championship is a bastard! I'm sure I won't underestimate the enemy at this time!" Han Dengyun, who sat on a cold bench for a while, raised his watch and made up his mind. At the same time, he looked straight at Xu Jianye with eager eyes, hoping that Xu Jianye would be moved by his statement and send him back to the field to fight.

"Does your heart grow in your stomach?" Xu Jianye stared at him thanmuch, and then nodded at him angrily and said, "But you are right. At this time, we really have no reason to underestimate the enemy. You should know that our opponent is not a soft persimmon. I confess that their overall strength is stronger than ours. The reason why we can Enough to take the lead, I think we all have to thank one person first!"

Yan Lingfeng, who was lowering his head to wipe his sweat, moved his heart and raised his head and shook his head slowly at Xu Jianye. Although Yan Lingfeng's strength is higher than his teammates, it is impossible for him to win the final championship without the help of his teammates, even if Yan Lingfeng has three heads and six arms, so He does not want Xu Jianye to stand out from the team at this time, because this is likely to cause the disgust of some teammates and cause conflicts in the team.

Xu Jianye was shocked and soon understood what Yan Lingfeng was worried about. He immediately said, "The person we want to thank is the principal of our school. In order to make us play at ease, he tried his best to solve our worries for all, so he did nothing else. In order to repay the principal's love and expectation, we will take the championship trophy back to Shuiyun!"

Yan Lingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his head like an outsider.

"In the second half of the game, I expected that the opponent will launch a fierce attack at the beginning, so we also need to adjust the focus accordingly. He Qing and Bi Xiangyang, you two come down to take a break, and Han Dengyun and Zhao Senming will go up. Everyone must remember that in the opening stage, we should focus on defense. When the enemy is in full bloom, we must learn to avoid the edge. This is not cowardice, but a kind of smart concession. As long as we withstand the prelude to their counterattack, the victory will be very close to us!"

At the beginning of the second half of the game, after Xu Jianye's adjustment, five people from Class 8 of Senior High School appeared together again. Yan Lingfeng hesitated for a moment and greeted his four teammates and shouted, "For honor!"

"Sweat all the time!!" The other four people immediately shouted to catch up. Although they usually didn't have any big two in the dormitory, they had already completely convinced Yan Lingfeng on the basketball court, so Yan Lingfeng stood up and led them to shout slogans, and they had no objection.

"For victory!"

"Blood on the field!!!"

"Brothers, we're on!" Yan Lingfeng waved his arm and stepped on the field first. He walked a hundred miles and 90. Before the last moment of the game, no one knew who the victory would belong to. In order to hold this dream champion in his hand, what if the blood was really sprinkled on the field?

On the side of Laizhou No. 1 Middle School, Liu Chuntao seemed to have a fixed lineup and still did not replace them. Zhang Chaoxu, Xu Zhen, Li Jingyu, Lu Zhisen, Wang Leibo, almost all played the whole first half, but when they played, they were still energetic and seemed to be affected at all. .

Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared. It can be said that among all eight participating teams, the best prepared before the game is Laizhou No. 1 Middle School and Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School. Xu Jianye has drilled all kinds of exercises for the team members of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School, and Liu Chuntao also made his members suffer a lot, so the five players of Laizhou No. 1 Middle School are still fine after the fierce and tense half of the game, which has a lot to do with their usual high-intensity training.

Hearing the shouting of his opponent, a faint smile appeared on the corners of Li Jingyu's mouth. In the first half of the game, he still got the team's highest 12 points under the strict defense of Yan Lingfeng. Now that he has found a way to crack Yan Lingfeng's defense, he is naturally full of confidence in the second half of the game.

rubbing his wrist, Li Jingyu slowly walked to Yan Lingfeng and said with a faint smile, "The first half is a warm-up. For me, the game has actually just begun."

"What a coincidence, me too." Yan Lingfeng replied calmly, staring at Li Jingyu without any emotion in his voice and suddenly laughed, "Young people's confidence is a good thing, but it's not good to be overconfident. To be honest, your basketball level is very good, but unfortunately this stadium should not have belonged to you."

"What does it mean?" Li Jingyu also recovered from the scar and forgot the pain. He has suffered a lot under Yan Lingfeng's poisonous tongue, but he still doesn't have a brain to continue to provoke him. What is this self-ru?

"It's meaningless, but if you don't come here to play, you may always be confident, but after this game, it may leave an indelible shadow in your heart, which is not good for your growth." Yan Lingfeng waved his hand with a smile, "Let's not talk about it, otherwise the referee will punish me with a technical foul in a moment!"

"If you don't say it, don't say it. Who wants to hear you spray shit or something?" Li Jingyu shrugged his shoulders disdainfully and muttered that he looked back at his half. Wang Leibo had moved the ball slowly. Like Li Jingyu, he was Liu Chuntao who knew the hero and recruited him into the basketball team, so he has always been obedient to Liu Chuntao's words. Now Liu Chuntao asked him to fight. Of course, he will die.

Zhao Senming opened his arms and stopped him. Like Han Dengyun, he also worked on the bench for a long time. Not only was his buttocks cold, but his whole body looked as cold as ice, but Wang Leibo could not feel it. He turned his back against Zhao Senming and squeezed into the inner line. Zhao Senming's body is not too thin, but it is far worse than Wang Leibo, who is covered with muscles. Although he gritted his teeth and wanted to resist Wang Leibo, the advantage of strength still made him step back and retreat near the free throw line.

Tank-like Wang Leibo stopped arching forward, and suddenly turned around and retreated ** after dribbling, he suddenly pulled out the jump shot. Zhao Senming was dizzy and looking for the north. Naturally, he didn't have time to come forward to interfere with Wang Leibo's shooting. He watched the basketball hollow into the net. He lowered his head helplessly and sighed unheardly. In the past, he thought that his strength was not inferior to anyone like the frog at the bottom of the well, but he didn't expect that as soon as the front foot opened the water cloud, Wang Leibo gave him a blow and made him suddenly wake up. Whether it was technical or physical, in fact, he was still too far worse.

35:31!

After scoring the goal, Wang Leibo turned around and ran to the backcourt as if he had nothing to do. It seemed that the ball was scored by others. Most of the point guards of a team are the most mature one in the team. Even if they can't "not be happy or sad with themselves", they can at least control their own joys and sorrows. Obviously, Wang Leibo is such a person. His team is still 4 points behind. It is not appropriate to be busy celebrating at this time.

Among all ball sports, perhaps basketball is the sport with the most fierce physical confrontation. In this case, the body is very important. Zhao Senming's body is obviously at a loss, so he retreated under the pressure of Wang Leibo.

Fu Zijun picked up the ball and retreated to the bottom line. Originally, he planned to make a fast attack. When Laizhou No. 1 Middle School was not in time to defend, he repeated his skills and made another sneak attack. However, Wang Leibo, who scored the goal, was the first to defend. Naturally, his teammates would follow him as the hero of the goal, which led to the failure of Fu Zijun's plan. He could only sigh and honestly hand over the ball to Zhao Senming, who came to pick him up.

Zhao Senming dribbled the ball into the other side's half. Although he is a person who is not happy and angry, it does not mean that his heart is the same. In his heart, Zhao Senming is actually a particularly competitive person. Wang Leibo hit him, and he must Only in this way can he be a real man. As for the gentleman's revenge ten years later, Zhao Senming has never disdained it.

Three consecutive changes of direction, Zhao Senming suddenly threw Wang Leibo behind him when he shook Wang Leibo to the ground.

[Chang'an's mathematics is indeed taught by a physical education teacher. I made a very serious mistake yesterday. 35-29 I actually got the answer of "5" and apologize to my friends here!']