Chapter 206 Foul

As soon as Yan Lingfeng dribbled the ball, he obviously felt that the momentum of his opponent had changed a lot. If the opponents in the first quarter of the game were more like a group of diligent calves who only knew how to run, then now, they were more like a group of wolves, screaming and eager to get up immediately. They are the same.

As a wolf, Shao Fei showed the most fierce temperament. His glasses were as red as blood, and his arms outside were like burning sticks. His lips were tightly squeezed together, staring at the basketball in Yan Lingfeng's hand.

Looking at Shao Fei, who is like a fire child, Yan Lingfeng smiled carelessly and said, "Are you surnamed Niu or Hong?"

Shao Fei was stunned for a moment. He knew that the person in front of him was called Yan Lingfeng. According to common sense, he should not know his surname, but soon he refocused his attention on basketball. After seeing the power of Yan Lingfeng's poisonous tongue, he was no longer going to compete with his opponent in this regard. I believe that few people are willing to try to humiliate this matter.

When he punched the cotton, Yan Lingfeng didn't get a response from his opponent, and he also felt a little bored. He sighed, "At this time, I can't help but think of the idiom of returning light. Even if the grasshopper after autumn struggles again, can it jump for a few days?"

Shao Fei was still silent, but the flame in his eyes burned more vigorously.

Yan Lingfeng seemed to casually upload the ball from Shao Fei's head, which made Shao Fei, who was determined to fight against Yan Lingfeng again, be disappointed. He did not expect that Yan Lingfeng would pass the ball, so naturally he did not interfere with his pass.

Xu Zhong caught the ball on his back, but before he could make a move, he was hit hard on his back. It was dark in front of him and took a cold breath. Xu Zhong almost made a sound in pain, but the pain was only for a moment. Soon he returned to normal, but there was a ferocious smile on the corners of his mouth. This is why he has trained his super fighting ability since he was a child. If Fu Zijun's small waist was hit like this, it is estimated that he would faint on the spot.

Xu Zhong held the basketball with both hands and slowly turned to look at Di Jian, who had just played the black hand. His eyes clearly spewed out an anger that only belonged to the beast. If the players of Texas No. 4 Middle School are now like a beast, then Xu Zhong is a real beast, a beast on the basketball court.

The fake Li ghost met the real Li Kui, and the result can be imagined. Playing tricks with Xu Zhong, Di Jian was like a hanging Shou Xinggong and felt that he was impatient to live a long life. Xu Zhong observed the referee's position with his spare light, and then turned around and slowly leaned against Di Jian.

Di Jian was frightened by Xu Zhong's glance just now, but he still cheered up and said psychologically, "I'd rather be killed than scared to death", but one left hand habitually placed it on Xu Zhong's waist and eyes.

Xu Zhong ignored Di Jian's "black hand", but the fierceness on his face was a little stronger. He pulled his right hand to the side of his body and patted the ball, and his left shoulder gently hit Di Jian's body. Di Jian, who was empty in his heart, was naturally also on guard against Xu Zhong's revenge. Seeing his shoulder bumping, he immediately subconsciously planned to avoid it, but Xu Zhong's movements were very fast. Before Di Jian had time to raise his chest, it was as if he had been bitten by a mosquito.

Di Jian originally intended to take the opportunity to fall back to create Xu Zhong's offensive foul, but Xu Zhong's impact was so light that it made him embarrassed to fall down. In fact, this was also a manifestation of his guilty heart. He was not embarrassed, but afraid of the referee. Now my own trick is to "lose your wife and break the soldiers". Di Jian pulled a contemptuous smile from the corners of his mouth. It turned out that this big guy was a silver-gun wax-like "paper tiger" and gave birth to a pair of fearsome eyes, but his body was soft like a girl's family. Finding this, Di Jian immediately relaxed a lot. Seeing Xu Zhong unwillingly bumped into him again, he also I didn't plan to hide or fall down, so I just stood there and planned to give Xu Zhong, who "hit the south wall and didn't look back" an unforgettable memory.

"Bang!" "Oh!"

With two muffled sounds in a row, Di Jian had already lying on the floor covering his chest and rolling his eyes. He really didn't plan to fall down, but there are many things in the world that you don't do whatever you want. Xu Zhong, like a beast, hit it with all his strength. Can he not fall if he doesn't want to fall down?

Xu Zhong didn't even look at him. He dribbled the ball directly over the obstacle on the floor and sent the ball into the basket with a low hand.

The truth is false, and the false truth is true. Xu Zhong showed weakness in front, which not only paralyzed Di Jian's nerves, but also left a powerful first impression on the referee. Therefore, the referee took it for granted that Di Jian's fall to the ground to cheat the whistle, so he did not see Di Jian and did not whistle, and made gestures to signal that the technical platform were two points effective.

Di Jian could no longer afford to argue with the referee, because he was speechless. His chest seemed to be as uncomfortable as a big stone. He had difficulty breathing, and his eyes almost fainted directly to the ground.

"This is a foul!" Yingying on the stands said that because of Shao Fei, a "primary school brother", she is naturally a supporter of Texas No. 4 Middle School. In addition, Di Jian is also her younger brother. When she was still in high school, she also called "Sister Ying" one by one. When she saw this scene, she was immediately distressed.

"This is a foul! Foul!!" Zhang Degui, who was on the sidelines, stamped his feet and roared loudly. Di Jian was actually in pain under his hint. Now he can't steal chickens but eat rice. The anger in Zhang Degui's heart can be imagined.

"Is this... a foul?" Xiao Cui on the broadcast table asked Song Tao uncertainly that he naturally inclined that this was a reasonable collision, but as a TV worker, an objective and neutral position was still very important, so he gave this question to Song Tao to answer.

Song Tao also hesitated for a moment, and then answered uncertainly, "Let's take a look at the slow-motion playback first!"

The director sent the replay in time. Song Tao watched it carefully again, and then shook his head affirmatively and said, "This is not a foul. First of all, Xu Zhong's movements at No. 10 are very standard. He does not sink his shoulders or wave his elbows. His movements are within the scope allowed by the rules. Second, the No. 9 player's reaction contrast after being hit twice is too big, which easily gives people the feeling that he is making a fake fall. Therefore, I fully understand the referee's behavior of not blowing fouls. This is a good ball!"

After receiving Song Tao's affirmative answer, Xiao Cui nodded repeatedly and said, "Professional is really professional. Brother Song is much more powerful than me, a mid-way narrator. Although I feel that No. 9 is suspected of fake fall, I have never been sure. "

Song Tao nodded awkwardly. In fact, his original intention did not clearly point out that Di Jian was fake falling, but Xiao Cui took the chicken feather as an arrow and enlarged his words infinitely. However, Song Tao could not hit his mouth, so he could only suffer this dumb loss with a bitter face.

"Judge, this is a foul! Look, my teammates are dying!" Shao Fei stood in front of the referee and complained with an aggrieved face.

The referee turned his head and took a look, but there was no sympathy. He snorted coldly, "I can see clearly whether it's a foul. If he is injured, I can call the team doctor for you."

The referee's attitude made Shao Fei very angry, but the biggest basketball court was the referee. Even though he was full of anger, he did not dare to speak to the referee. Seeing that the referee's will was firm and difficult to waver, he could only grit his teeth and retreat.

The referee waved to Zhang Degui and signaled their team doctor to enter for treatment. Di Jian lay there like a dead man, which not only affected the game but also affected his mood. In fact, he saw Di Jian's small movements behind Xu Zhong just now, but Xu Zhong did not respond at that time and pretended not to see it. However, Di Jian did not know how to restrain his authority and provoke his authority again. Of course, he could not stand it. Continue to be patient.

So the first impression is really important. Di Jian left a bad impression on the referee, so even if he is really injured now, the referee also regards him as acting. If he can only blame himself, "the mechanism is too smart to mislead Qingqing's life."

Di Jian was helped off the court by the team doctor for treatment. Zhang Degui had no choice but to send the substitute forward No. 12 Chen Wei to the field with a big wave. Di Jian's offensive and defensive strength is very average. As his substitute, Chen Wei's ability can be imagined. His height of about 1.95 meters will not be at a loss, but his body is too thin. He swaying like a bamboo pole, let him play to defend Xu Zhong like a beast. Zhang Degui can't do anything about it. Who let Di Jian like it? I don't think I can recover after going there for a while.

The score is 24:23, and Shuiyun No.1 Middle School once again occupied the leading position. Shao Fei made a gesture to Wang Yong and then walked to the front court empty-handed. In order to save physical strength, he planned to let his teammates dribble the ball to the front court and pass it to himself to organize the attack.

Yan Lingfeng and Sun Feiying looked at each other and keenly smelled the existence of opportunity. Chen Wei's bottom line service, Wang Yongsheng was afraid that his opponent would intercept halfway, so he walked to the basket before opening his hands.

Chen Wei sent out the ball, and then strode away and ran to the front court. But at this time, Yan Lingfeng and Sun Feiying, who pretended to retreat back to the defense, suddenly killed a horse gun like a tiger out of the cage, and the two rushed to Wang Yong, who was dribbled the ball at the same time.

If Wang Yong could immediately pass the ball to Chen Wei, who has not yet run far at this time, he may be able to easily crack the opponent's robbery. However, as soon as he hesitated, he missed this valuable opportunity. The momentum of Yansun was so fierce that they rushed to Wang Yong's side in a blink of an eye and wrapped Wang Yong in the middle.

Wang Yong sighed and lowered his head to protect the ball in his arms. Yan Lingfeng and Sun Feiying did not want to grab the ball from Wang Yong's hand. They just opened their arms and waved their foreheads to cut off all Wang Yong's passing routes, and kept moving to create greater psychological pressure on Wang Yong.

As soon as he saw Wang Yong trapped, Shao Fei in the front court said something bad and quickly came back to support. Chen Wei, who had just passed by Yan Lingfeng, was stunned and roared loudly, "Give it to me! Give me the ball!"

Wang Yong wanted to pass the ball to him, but at this time, all his passing routes were blocked, and even he did not dare to expose the ball. Sun Feiying and Yan Lingfeng's two pairs of big hands flying up and down brought him too much psychological pressure.

Shao Fei rushed back all the way, but at this time, Wang Yong had become a headless fly. He sweated profusely but the basketball could not come out. It was useless for Shao Fei to stamp his feet on one side. He could only wait for the referee to whistle helplessly.

"Du!" The referee did not let him wait for a long time. As soon as he arrived eight seconds, he blew the whistle in his mouth, indicating that the attacker would attack in less than 8 seconds.

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