Chapter 292 Last Moment 1

Slow dribbling, slow movement, slow rhythm... Everything is slow. Wu Fengtao doesn't seem to know that his team is still 3 points behind. Maybe many audiences don't understand, but Yan Lingfeng knows that Wu Fengtao's choice is actually the most correct. It's not terrible to be backward. What's terrible is that backwardness leads to psychological imbalance. If you don't hurry, the more chaotic it is. Moreover, the experimental middle school has always liked the slow-paced way of playing. The slower the rhythm, the more beneficial it is for them. However, Shuiyun No.1 Middle School is the opposite, although the two speed masters Sun Feiying and Zhao Senming can't play. But they still like to attack and defend at a fast pace.

When the ball arrived at the front court, Wu Fengtao encountered Gao Yang's close pressure again, and learned the lesson just now. Gao Yang's pressure this time was undoubtedly more thorough. He resolutely blocked Wu Fengtao near the center line and vowed not to let him get close to the range. Wu Fengtao was not panicked. He usually dribbled the ball from the left side of the court to the right side, but at this time, there were only 10 seconds left to attack.

In a hurry, Wu Fengtao continued to tease Gao Yang with a smile, "How much hatred do you think we had in our previous lives? Let you treat me like this. Do you think it's easy for me? It's not easy to wait for the opportunity to appear, can't you show mercy to let me live?"

Gao Yang was silent, but his eyes were firm and awe-inspiring, and he was not moved by Wu Fengtao at all. Friends are friends, and enemies are just enemies. They should be as warm as spring. There should be wine and beautiful women to treat enemies as cold as winter, with firewood knives and bows and arrows.

"That's all. I'm afraid of you. I surrender. Can't I surrender?" Wu Fengtao raised his hands as he really surrendered, but there was a dazzling basketball between his hands. Gao Yang's eyes were awe-sighted, and it was too late to jump up and want to destroy Wu Fengtao's pass. Bi Xiangyang once revealed that Wu Fengtao had to bend his hands and wrists 200 times before going to bed every night. The accumulated exercise gave his wrists far more power than ordinary people, so when he did not take off or wave his arms, the basketball was as fast as a cannonball. Gao Yang's reaction was not unpleasant, but Wu Fengtao's pass was faster. He flew out of Gao Yang's head almost at a speed rarely seen with the naked eye and flew straight to his teammates.

Outside the three-point line, Zhang Qiushi got rid of Fu Zijun's running position again. Although he didn't like Wu Fengtao, he also knew that Wu Fengtao didn't like him, but he also knew that as long as he ran out of the position, Wu Fengtao would definitely pass the ball at the first time. This has nothing to do with friendship, just because they are now With a goal and hard work, victory and championship, they can only temporarily abandon the front gap and join hands to fight against the enemy together.

When the ball arrived, the difference between the front and back was even no more than 0.1 seconds. The power of the ball was very large, but Zhang Qiushi caught it steadily, and then adjusted it slightly, pulled the bow and arrow outside the three-point line before Fu Zijun jumped up, aiming at the basket and shot an arrow.

"Swipe!"

Simply and neatly, Zhang Qiushi's three-pointer hit the hearts of the players of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School like a heavy hammer. They are not street artists and can't play the game of "heart smashing stones", so after Zhang Qiushi hit this three-pointer. One of the players in Shuiyun No.1 Middle School counted one by one. The faces off the court were like dead ashes. They worked hard for the whole game, but they were still tied the score one and a half minutes before the end of the game, and according to the feeling that Wu Fengtao and Zhang Qiushi were so hot, the draw may not be the worst result.

Yan Lingfeng's face is also very ugly. In fact, since the fourth quarter of the game, Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School has been struggling in the quagmire. Although there are many offensive points on the court, it is difficult for others to create opportunities to score and defend independently when they are stared at by Wu Fengtao. One end is even more optimistic. Wu Fengtao seems to have suddenly opened up Ren Du's second vein. No matter how far it is, no matter how difficult it is, he always seems to be able to send the ball into the basket of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School, and what is more terrible than this is that Wu Fengtao's performance destroys not only the score cards on the sidelines, but also the hearts of the players in Shuiyun No. Every time he scored, it was as uncomfortable as a sharp dagger inserted into his heart.

In order to express his gratitude, Zhang Qiushi actually glanced at Wu Fengtao for the first time, and then raised his right thumb, but he didn't expect that his wink was thrown to the blind man. Wu Fengtao didn't seem to see him, and turned his head and walked to the backfield without any reaction.

ignore, ** naked ignore! Zhang Qiushi's face changed again and again, and he made the same choice as Li Hai. He endured the calm for a while and took a step back. Zhang Qiushi put up with this tone for the championship; in order to win, Zhang Qiushi took several steps back. Zhang Qiushi is undoubtedly a person who understands the overall situation, but he is also a narrow-minded person. His forbearance is for a better outbreak every day, and his retreat is just for a more fierce attack in the future.

Wu Fengtao may or may not know what he thinks, but whether he knows or not, he does not have the idea of in-depth study. It doesn't matter to him what Zhang Qiushi thinks, because soon they will become real strangers. My father still left a lot of old departments in Shuiyun. I believe that the principal of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School will not give up a good opportunity to strengthen the team. After all, they will participate in the national competition in more than two months.

Thinking about things in a mess in his heart, Wu Fengtao did not notice that Yan Lingfeng's eyes had turned blood red, but even if he noticed it, he would not have any special ideas. The trapped beast was still fighting. To put it a bad word, Yan Lingfeng was wirelessly equivalent to a useless person at this time, and he was basically in physical fitness. In the case of exhaustion, how many nails can he make when he is covered with iron?

Yan Lingfeng was desperate. Yan Lingfeng obviously planned to fight hard. His teeth bit his lips and blood overflowed the corners of his mouth, but Yan Lingfeng just stretched out his tongue and licked the redness on his lips. There is a saying that he dropped his teeth and swallowed it. Yan Lingfeng probably bit his lips and swallowed it in his stomach.

Of course, Yan Lingfeng has no tendency to abuse himself. The reason why he does this is to stimulate his exhausted nerves. Only when his nerves get excited again will his body be excited. Perhaps after this game, Yan Lingfeng will lie down for ten and a half months. He thought of this, but he didn't care. This champion was too important to him. He never wanted to be a sad hero, so he must try his best to win this game and win the first championship trophy of his career!

In fact, in a flash, Yan Lingfeng quickly came out of his spiritual world, took a deep breath and took the serve from Gao Yang's hand. He shouted, "The chairman said that all reactionaries are paper tigers. Will you be scared by a group of paper tigers without tusks and tails?"

Paper tigers are naturally not afraid, but is the experimental middle school really a group of paper tigers as Yan Lingfeng said? However, few people questioned Yan Lingfeng's decision in Shuiyun No.1 Middle School, and few people would doubt his words. So whether you believe it or not, after Yan Lingfeng's words came out, the fear on the faces of the team members of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School slowly disappeared and confidently climbed up their eyebrows again. In fact, what Yan Lingfeng said is also good. The experimental middle school can hit three three-pointers in a short time, which does not mean that they have the ability to kill everything with three-pointers. It only shows that Coach Li Hai may have stained something called "shit" on his feet on his way to the stadium.

Wu Fengtao's dribble propulsion speed is very slow, but Yan Lingfeng is slower than him. He can arrive at the front court with an 8-second illegal drum beat. Yan Lingfeng, who has been facing Wu Fengtao's defense and has been tense, suddenly smiled, "The dog shit luck will always be with you, right?"

Wu Fengtao did not refute or answer Yan Lingfeng's question. Big fish eat small fish and small fish eat shrimp. If Wu Fengtao is a small fish, then Yan Lingfeng is undoubtedly a big fish that specializes in eating it, and Gao Yang and others belong to the role of shrimp.

Wu Fengtao dared to provoke Gao Yang again and again, that is, he knew that Gao Yang's poor words would not make a sharp counterattack against him. But when Yan Lingfeng stood up against him in the same way, Wu Fengtao chose to be silent like Gao Yang. Knowing that you can't do it, you may be a warrior, but you can only use two broad, profound and meaningful words to describe it - stupid X!"

"Now let me announce that your good luck has come to an end!" Yan Lingfeng suddenly shouted and pulled the ball in the direction and was ready to force Wu Fengtao. Wu Fengtao was shocked. He didn't expect that Yan Lingfeng, who looked like a dying candle in the wind, still had such speed and energy. When he was not well prepared, he was immediately lost his position and rushed to the inside line by Yan Lingfeng.

Yan Lingfeng did not pause for a moment. He pulled up near the free throw line and had to shoot. Zhang Hanqi's sense of defensive responsibility was very light, but first, many previous lessons told him to pay more attention to the people around him at this time, and second, the distance was too far away was too long. Without any interference, Yan Lingfeng's shooting was well prepared, and the jump was high enough, and his fingers and wrists were used together, which finally gave the audience a sigh of relief. The orange basketball fell into the basket and passed through the net. This precious 2 points not only regained the lead, but also boosted their confidence. Yan Lingfeng has unconsciously become the spiritual pillar of Shuiyun No.1. Many examples have proved that as long as Yan Lingfeng is present in the game, the water Yunyi Middle School has never lost. Of course, Yan Lingfeng is not an iron man. He can't maintain his health and efficiency all the time. But when he was present and he played well, the other players in Shuiyun 1 Middle School gained an unimaginable power enough to defeat any opponent who dared to be their enemy.

greeted his teammates to his side, and Yan Lingfeng roared, "For honor, sweat! For victory, blood is sprinkled on the field! Brothers, when the new words survive, I don't want to say some useless fake words with you. But I can tell you frankly that we have never stopped fighting all the way. We have grited our teeth and fought until now. I know that everyone is very tired now, and so am I! But can we really give away the championship? Impossible! I frankly tell you that if this champion falls into other people's homes, then none of us has good fruit to eat! Don't believe the coach's nonsense. Only when we win will we be heroes. If we lose, we will be worse than bullshit!"

[Another four hours of sleep, another busy day, tomorrow is going to be buried, tomorrow you can have a good sleep, and you can also make up for it...]