Chapter 184 Sensation 2

"Swipe!"

The orange basketball simply passed through the net. Xu Zhong raised his shooting right hand to celebrate with his teammates one by one, with uncontrollable excitement on his face. He has thrown countless three-pointers, but there has never been a time when he was so excited that tears almost came to his eyes.

A month ago, he thought that he had completely said goodbye to the basketball court in his life. He worked hard in the factory and tortured himself, not only to repay Wang Hanbo's father's kindness, but also to anesthetize himself, because only when he is tired like a dog, he will not toss and turn around at night. Sleep.

However, the peak turns and the willows are dark and bright. Just when he was desperate, Wang Hanbo gave him a surprise that he still remembered as if he was dreaming. He was swept away by the highest vocational school with the worst quality of education in the city, but was taken away by No. 1 Middle School, which has the best teaching environment in the city.

Xu Zhong is ecstatic as if he won the grand prize. Of course, what excites him is not the quality of education and the teaching environment of No. 1 Middle School. If he has no intention of learning since he was a child, he will go to Beijing No. 4 Middle School. He will not be happy like this. The reason why he couldn't sleep for several days was that he could return to his beloved basketball court.

Xu Zhong knew the power of Yan Lingfeng, and he did not expect to occupy the magpie's nest to become the trump card of Shuiyun Middle School. He just wanted to play basketball so easily, so he habitually kept silent after joining the team, and he would not take the initiative to get close to his teammates if they didn't talk to him.

At the court, they may not even be friends, but when they get to the court, they fight side by side to give their backs to each other's comrades! Therefore, no one is jealous of Xu Zhong, and no one blames Zhao Senming, who passed the ball to him, and Yan Lingfeng, who covered him. They are now a whole of damage and glory, so they take the initiative to come to Xu Zhong to celebrate.

staring at the basketball falling into the basket, Han Kuai suddenly felt the coldness of his hands and feet. He was barely a basketball master. Naturally, it can be seen that Xu Zhong's ball was definitely not covered by big luck. His shooter type, his confident smile on his face, and his calm posture, all It made Han�� believe in the accuracy of Xu Zhong's firing outside the three-point line.

Looking back at the legendary opponent's ace player around him, Han Au, who was confident before the game, was a little unconfident at this moment.

Yan Lingfeng smiled and gently pounded Xu Zhong's thick chest, "Well done!"

Xu Zhong also grinned back with a smile, "Thank you."

"What's the matter?" Yan Lingfeng waved his hand carelessly, "Today will be a massacre, don't you think?"

A confident light flashed in Xu Zhong's eyes, "It's a must!"

In the attack of Wendeng No.1 Middle School, Gao Tai pushed the ball all the way to the top of the arc before being blocked by Zhao Senming. He was not in a hurry. He dribbled the ball and took a step back, avoiding Zhao Senming's interference and passed the ball to Zheng Minglei, who came forward to pick it.

In the face of Sun Feiying's defense, Zheng Minglei shook the ball, and then suddenly dribbled the ball, which was a huge change of direction. However, he didn't expect that Sun Feiying did not move. His legs stood firmly as if they had taken root, and a pair of shining eyes stared at the basketball in an instant.

The opponent did not move like a mountain. After Zheng Minglei did a useless effort, he was not too good at holding the ball and breaking through. He could only pass the ball back to Gao Tai. Under the depression, Zheng Minglei's pass was a little fluttering. Gao Tai, who got the ball under the interference of Zhao Senming, had no time to complain about his teammates. ** After two steps back and forth, he transferred the ball to Chang Rui on the other side.

Chang Rui is much taller than Yan Lingfeng, but he is very confident in his dribbling skills. After two handsome ** dribblings, his shoulders trembled and he planned to break through from the right side of Yan Lingfeng's body. He did do it. Unfortunately, he was the only one in the past, but the basketball was keenly retained by the fast-eyed Yan Lingfeng. His footsteps are much more flexible than Chang Rui's, and his experience is much richer. How can he let his opponent pass so easily? Yan Lingfeng gave Chang Rui the space to break through, but gave him a head-on blow when he relaxed and secretly complacent. Just when Chang Rui's vigilance was minimized, his thief silently touched the basketball and stole the basketball from Chang Rui's hand.

Shaking off the big stride, Yan Lingfeng ran all the way, and soon left all the opponents behind. He rode alone under the opponent's basket and jumped high with a one-handed smash.

Song Tao on the broadcast table was already a little dumbfounded. He looked at the basket that was still swaying and Yan Lingfeng, who was celebrating under the basket, and sighed, "What a fast speed, what a strong bounce!"

It's as if Song Tao praised himself, and Xiao Cui's face was full of a proud smile, "Brother Song, if it weren't for the injury on the 11th and left the court at the most critical time of the game, it would have been hard to say who will be the champion of our Yantai basketball competition!"

"Real?" Song Tao has come out of the surprise just now, nodded slightly and said, "Yes, it's really good. It's just that he is a little shorter. If he grows ten centimeters, there will be no need to worry about the second position of the national team in the next 15 years.

After listening to Song Tao's words, Xiao Cui curled his lips carelessly. Obviously, he didn't agree with Song Tao's point of view very much, but he didn't say anything, but just smiled and said, "In less than a minute of the game, Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School's morale scored 5 points like a rainbow. Xu Zhong's three-pointer made us shine. Yan Lingfengjing After the snatch, the fast attack slam dunk made us find the old ** again! Shuiyun No.1 Middle School did not let us down. This is definitely a team that has the ability to compete for the championship!"

If Song Tao had a little doubt about Xiao Cui's words before, now he is convinced. Shuiyun No.1's first attack was clearly organized and impatient, showing the calmness and sophisticatedness of a mature team, and the players' running position echoed with each other naturally, without any artificial feeling. And their defense is as strong as a rock. It seems that Wendeng No. 1 Middle School is more or less auspicious today!

Yan Lingfeng's dunk suddenly ignited the atmosphere of the scene. Most of the audience's favorite is not complex tactics and tough defense. What they like to see most is the dunk, especially this kind of chasing wind as fast as day, Bai Hong Jingtian's domineering and fast dunk. The scene suddenly boiled, and the audience did not hesitate to applaud, and even jumped up directly from their seats, stamped their feet and patted their chests to vent their excitement.

Yan Lingfeng celebrated alone under his opponent's basket, and the opponents who returned to the defense stopped near the middle circle for a moment by his momentum. Yan Lingfeng, who recovered his composure, noticed this scene and pulled a sneer at the corners of his mouth. He couldn't figure out how Wendeng No. 1 Middle School broke out of the Weihai area. It was really not challenging to compete with such an opponent!

Unconsciously, Yan Lingfeng's mentality has changed slightly. He is no longer as cautious as walking on thin ice on the basketball court. He began to become flamboyant and even arrogant. He looks down at his opponent like a real king, looking down on the court, with infinite pride!

Yan Lingfeng noticed the timidity of his opponents. How could Zhang Bingjun, the coach of Wendeng No. 1 Middle School, not see that his players were a little scared? Regardless of the precious opportunity of the suspension, he did not hesitate to make a gesture to the referee to request a suspension.

The basketball game is about technology and body, but the most important thing is the momentum of the two teams. A team without momentum and courage, no matter how strong it is, is as vulnerable as a tiger with its teeth pulled out. Zhang Bingjun stood by the side of the court and looked at his players coldly. The five starters, including Han Yai, looked listless, which made Zhang Bingjun more angry and reminded him of the final of the Weihai Basketball Tournament almost a month ago. Wen Deng No. 1 Middle School was in the first half. They fought with their opponent Rongcheng No.1, but at the beginning of the second half, a slam dunk from the opponent's center changed all this. The players of Wendeng No. 1 Middle School lost their strength to fight back as if they were scared, allowing their opponent's fangs and claws to pull on themselves without any counter-hand. Force.

Zhang Bingjun has always known the chronic diseases and skills of his team, but they lack a tough heart. That is to say, it is okay to play downwind ball in No. 1 Middle School, but if you encounter a little difficulty, you are likely to collapse thousands of miles. Zhang Bingjun didn't think of a way. Some time ago, he even took the team to the barracks for training for a period of time, but now it looks that the training effect is not great, and the players of Wendeng No. 1 Middle School show signs of collapse.

Rubbing his sore temples, Zhang Bingjun stared at his team members fiercely and asked harshly, "What are you afraid of?"

No one answered his question. Han and others lowered their heads in shame. Not only did they not know their own problems, but they could not overcome this spell. As long as the opponent's dunk appeared, they forgot to struggle as if they had been anesthetized.

"Think about it, do you still want to play this game? If you are going to give up now, then get out of here now! We Wendeng people are not here to be ashamed!" Zhang Bingjun looked furious, and his face was as red as blood. The chilling team members looked at each other and nodded obviously a little lack of confidence.

Yan's mother is cowardly, and a lion-like coach often brings out a flock of sheep. Zhang Bingjun is very strict and does not know how to be as strong and soft as Xu Jianye, so he often punishes the team members, which also makes the team members very vulnerable. However, Zhang Bingyi didn't realize it at all. He didn't find a reason at all. He could only hate to think that it was the problem of the team members. Seeing that they were very seedless and did not speak, his anger became even stronger. He flew out and kicked the chair fiercely, "You are all mute, aren't you? Talk to me, you son of a bitch! Do you still want to play this game well?

"Think!" Where there is oppression, there will be resistance. Under Zhang Bingjun's repeated oppression, Han Yu finally broke out. He stood up and stared at Zhang Bingjun's eyes and answered loudly, "We want to!" We want to play this game better than anyone else!"

"Very good!" Han Hao's collision not only did not make Zhang Bingjun more angry, but laughed and nodded and said harshly, "Then why are you still standing here!"