Chapter 211 Helplessly give up

The audience's blood is boiling, and there are many kinds of visual feasts, such as gorgeous dribbling, unrestrained people, elegant shooting... But there is no doubt that Xu Zhong's unreasonable "face buckle" can bring the strongest visual impact to people!

Xu Zhong walked to Du Zhenghui with a blank face and stretched out a hand. Du Zhenghui hesitated for a moment and took his hand to stand up. Originally, he wanted to thank him, but he didn't expect that Xu Zhong's next words almost made him angry.

"Don't stand under the basket in the future, or you will continue to eat shit."

Xu Zhong's voice is very low and his expression is very calm. It looks like he is comforting Du Zhenghui. Naturally, the referee will not think that he is provoking. Du Zhenghui, who is indescribable, bites his steel teeth and can only swallow back into his stomach. The team doctor has confirmed that Di Jian can't continue to the game, so he must calm down. Because the team's inside line is almost supported by him alone, if he is sent off for impulsiveness at this time, the team that has completely lost its backbone may be very dangerous.

On the free throw line, Xu Zhong hit steadily, 33:35! Shuiyun's first attack in the second half caught the score by only 2 points.

Shao Fei slowly ran back to the backcourt to catch the ball. Now he can clearly feel that his physical strength is losing rapidly, so he must save his strength as much as possible. He knows very well that once he can't stand it, the team will win again.

When the ball arrived at the front court, Shao Fei was not in a hurry to attack, but patiently gave the ball to Wang Yong beside him. Wang Yong symbolically dribbled the ball twice and passed it back, but Shao Fei guided the ball to Zhu Tianyu on the other side as if he felt that the basketball was hot. Zhu Tianyu was no exception and looked at it covely in Yan Lingfeng. The defense quickly passed the ball back to Shao Fei, as if Shao Fei had passed it not a basketball, but a hot potato.

Shao Fei sighed helplessly. His teammates worked hard, but no matter how hard they tried, they could not hide their lack of ability. Two back and forth, nearly 10 seconds have passed. Shao Fei had no choice but to come by himself. He took a deep breath and suddenly accelerated and rushed through Zhao Senming's defense and entered the inside line very quickly. Zhao Senming was not depressed and followed Shao to the inside line calmly.

After the start of the second half, Shuiyun No.1 Middle School adopted regional joint defense. Xu Jianye asked them to cooperate with the defense in time. They would rather let others take action in the outer line, and they must not let Shao Fei rush to the basket to kill. Seeing Shao Fei rushing in, Xu Zhong and Han Dengyun greeted him without hesitation. One left and one right, Shao Fei was caught in the middle with Zhao Senming. Yan Lingfeng and Sun Feiying decisively recovered the inside line, made up for the position of Xu Zhong and Han Dengyun, and left a large area of the outside line to their opponents.

Shao Fei only felt black in front of him, and the two hills had stood in front of him. If he was full of physical strength, he was confident that he would have the ability to break out of the bag of three people, but now he is powerless, because his legs are as heavy as mercury, and his arms are like anesthesia. So weak and helpless, he had no choice but to pass the ball out before the opponent formed a siege.

In addition to him, there is only one Wang Yong in the team's long-range shot ability. In addition, Wang Yong also scored a three-pointer in the first half, so he naturally passed the ball to Wang Yong.

In the first half, Wang Yong drew a bow and an arrow hollow into the net outside the three-point line when the attack time was about to end and there was someone defending in front of him. This time, he still had plenty of offensive time, and with no one within two meters in front of him, he once again threw a hollow ball, which was just a "out-of-basket".

The basketball didn't touch anything and fell straight up and down into Yan Lingfeng's hand. Of course, it was not such a coincidence. Yan Lingfeng accurately predicted the landing point of the ball, so he waited there before the basketball fell. After receiving the ball, he didn't make any stop and took the ball away and rushed to the front court.

After sitting on the bench for almost a whole period of time, Yan Lingfeng had already been full of energy, as fast as a clockwork. Shao Fei, the only one who could compete with Yan Lingfeng in the speed of Texas No. 4 Middle School, was trapped. He could only watch Yan Lingfeng ride alone thousands of miles away, and an acceleration changed direction. Zhu Tianyu turned around again and got rid of Wang Yong. He rushed to the basket with a whip and a one-handed smash.

35:35!

Not long after the opening of the second half, Shuiyun No.1 Middle School equalized the score like a storm sweeping the fallen leaves. Many people have seen that the current Shuiyun No.1 Middle School is as vibrant as the rising morning sun, but their opponent, Texas No. 4 Middle School, has become thin and dying. Although the score is still a draw, the suspense of victory or defeat is not great.

Zhang Degui looked at his team members with a little unbearable. After hesitating, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind to turn around and wave his hand at the bench. "You all get up and move. If the ball is dead, go up and fight hard!"

As soon as they heard his words, the team members sitting on the bench as itching as if they were being eaten by ants immediately bounced up excitedly, took off their training clothes and began to warm up on the sidelines.

Shao Fei, who was slowly walking back to catch the ball, looked at Zhang Degui doubtfully. Zhang Degui lowered his head as a thief. He could not tell Shao Fei that he had decided to give up the game and had decided to give others a chance to experience the atmosphere of the provincial basketball game. As the head coach of a team, Zhang Degui certainly did not want to admit defeat, but the cruel reality told him that the game had actually been lost by Texas No. 4 Middle School. When Yan Lingfeng sat off the court and his players were still full of physical strength, Texas No. 4 Middle School did its best to achieve 5 Zhang Degui's leading advantage was originally expected to be scared by Shuiyun, but now, the opponent's fighting spirit does not seem to have slipped at all, and after these two attacks, not only has the score been tied, but also the momentum has returned to the opponent's side. At this time, Texas No. 4 Middle School wants to win again, it is difficult to win. God!

Doubt, but the game had to continue. Shao Fei dribbled the ball all the way to the front court and did not intend to pass the ball to his teammates. He gritted his teeth and stamped his feet again. However, as before, although he passed Zhao Senming, he soon fell into a bag. Shao Fei, who had no confidence in his teammates, did not pass the ball again, but tried his best to break through the slight gap between Xu Zhong and Han Dengyun before the formation of the encirclement.

Shao Fei's charge just now used the last trace of strength in his body. Unfortunately, his efforts were not "keeping the clouds open to see the moon", but was confronted by Yan Lingfeng, who was waiting on the inside line. Shao Fei's weak throw was jumped high by him, with both hands Use it and grab it directly in your hand.

As soon as Yan Lingfeng's toes left the ground, Sun Feiying had started at a high speed, so Yan Lingfeng did not hesitate to throw the ball directly in front of Sun Feiying, as if it had been calculated. The amount of advance of Yan Lingfeng's pass was just right. Sun Feiying received the ball comfortably and took the ball very quickly. The speed was abrupt and rushed out to the front court like a runaway wild horse.

Zhu Tianyu and Wang Yong actually retreated before Shao Fei's shot. Unfortunately, in the case of rapid loss of physical energy, both their speed and reaction were much slower. Sun Feiying easily broke through the defense line formed by the two of them and dribbled the ball all the way to the other side's basket to hit the ball.

37:35!

Shuiyun No.1 Middle School took the lead again, three attacks, not more than 5 seconds from launch to the end. Shuiyun No.1 has gradually formed its own style, that is, one word, fast! The world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable, and the same is true on the basketball court. In the face of absolute speed, there is no power to fight back.

Zhang Degui asked for a pause. He could see clearly that Shao Fei is now playing with one breath. His body is already overwhelmed. Even for the sake of Shao Fei's health, Zhang Degui can't let him continue to fight on the court. Just like a heavily corroded stone, even if it is only a little external force, it will disappear in an instant. So is Shao Fei. His body overdrawn has reached its limit and must not be allowed to persist any longer.

Naturally, Shao Fei did not agree, but Zhang Degui had already weighed down and could only sit angrily on the chair and bowed his head to sulk.

Zhang Degui replaced all five players on the field. He did not assign any tactics or tasks to the substitutes, but just let them play well and do their best.

The suspension is over and the game starts again. But Zhang Degui's eyes have left the field and turned to Shao Fei.

Zhang Degui waved his hand. Zhu Tianyu, who was sitting next to Shao Fei, obediently raised his buttocks and moved aside. Zhang Degui nodded to him with approval, and then sat down and asked, "Are you unwilling to replace you at this time?"

"It doesn't matter to us, but Shao Fei..." Wang Yong replied meditatingly, and looked carefully at Zhang Degui as he said.

Zhang Degui smiled, "But I shouldn't replace Shao Fei, right?"

"Um..." Wang Yong summoned up the courage and nodded. Although it is possible to say that the coach will be unhappy, he can't care so much at this time. After all, it is about their life and death.

"Do you think so too?" Zhang Degui patted Shao Fei on the shoulder and asked softly.

Shao Fei still didn't look up, but said "um" with his nasal voice. Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with Zhang Degui's replacement.

"This game..." Zhang Degui muttered: "We, we..."

"We haven't lost yet!" Shao Fei suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhang Degui with a begging look and shouted, "Coach, we can't give up like this! As you said, we will never lose before the last second of the game! We are only 2 points behind now, and we still have a chance!"

Zhang Degui was silent, and then pouted angrily at the scoreboard on the sidelines. Shao Fei followed his eyes and only felt that it was dark in front of him, and a sweet mouthful of blood almost spewed out. It turned out that in such a short time, the score behind No. 4 Middle School in Texas had reached two digits.

Zhang Degui smiled bitterly, "I want to win more than any of you! But sometimes, we can't do whatever we want. I'm your coach. I'm not only responsible for the team, but also for all of you. Shao Fei, I know you don't want to come down, and you still want to stay on the court to fight, but you can't care about your body, but I have to care about it. I can't know you clearly. You will be kept on the court in the case of a high possibility of injury. Maybe you don't understand why I did this now, but if I don't, sooner or later you will hate me.