Chapter 401 1 percent chance

Huang Biao, whose eyebrows were broken, his front teeth were broken off, and his blood flowed for a long time. The miserable Huang Biao collapsed weakly in a chair and presented it in front of the national audience through a high-definition broadcast lens. It was really shocking and discolored. Many parents who used to encourage their children to exercise more and run on the basketball court also changed their minds after seeing this scene. Nowadays, there are more and more families who get married late and have children late, and there are more and more young couples who have the power to respond to the basic national policy of family planning. In this case, children have undoubtedly become a scarce resource. Not to mention that there is only one family, and three families are also likely to have only one baby. It is nothing to go outdoors to exercise. But won't you feel distressed if you touch it like that child on TV? Therefore, our children should stay in the house and study hard and make progress every day!

If the director of this game knew that his decision would cause a sudden reduction of many teenagers on the sports field, he would definitely pat his thighs and regret hitting the wall. The reason why he aimed the broadcast camera at the injured Huang Biao was originally to highlight the competition through this lens. Fighting spirit, but the unsatisfactory things in the world are often nine out of ten, and the director is also a kind-hearted thing to do bad things.

No. 12 Ding Feihang, who appeared as a substitute for Huang Biao, is as tall as Yan Lingfeng. It is only about 175 meters. On the ordinary basketball court, this height is exactly like a dwarf. However, Ding Feihang naturally has his own characteristics when he can occupy a place in the talented Tsinghua Affiliated Middle School basketball team. Fast, accurate shooting and good explosive power, these are the three magic weapons on Ding Feihang's foothold in the team.

It is said that the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and Ding Feihang is not younger than Yan Lingfeng, but in terms of competition experience and fame, he can undoubtedly be regarded as a calf. Standing in front of Yan Lingfeng, Ding Feihang's eyes were full of challenges or provocative expressions. With the deepening of CHBA, Yan Lingfeng's fame rose like a thermometer placed in hot water, and climbed to its peak in a short period of time. There is no first, no second, and the basketball court is the same, especially in the eyes of young teenagers. If they don't really fight, they will never admit defeat easily.

In Tsinghua Affiliated High School, Ding Feihang's reputation is not too loud, but in his hometown, he is a well-deserved "basketball legend". After entering the national famous school and Tsinghua Affiliated Middle School, Ding Feihang, who was still a freshman in high school, was selected into the basketball team by Wang Zhenguo, who was well-sighted. Ding Feihang, who was qualified to compete in the national competition in the first year of high school, was about to roll up his sleeves and roll up his arms to do a big job when he called a basin of cold water. Wang Zhenguo told him that he was a member of the team, but he was not the main player of the team.

Ding Feihang always believed that what he lacked was not strength, but opportunities. So he has been waiting silently, waiting for the opportunity to come, waiting for the day when he spread his wings and fly high.

Huang Biao was injured!

As his teammate, Ding Feihang will certainly feel sorry for him, but what hides behind the sadness is the unconcealed joy, because it means that the opportunity he has been waiting for has finally come!

passed the ball very fast. Although Ding Feihang's attention was highly focused, he almost didn't receive the ball. Ding Feihang, who had a lingering heart, stared at Zhong Cheng fiercely and scolded him, "Will you pass the ball?"

Zhong Cheng rolled his eyes helplessly, pretended not to hear it, and ran to the front court.

Ding Feihang is a generous person, at least he has always thought so, so the adult didn't care about the villain, and he did not continue to let go. He snorted coldly and let Zhong Cheng go, and then began to dribble to prepare to organize the attack.

When he was thinking about how to be stunned, Ding Feihang suddenly felt a bad wind rushing from the front. When he hurriedly looked up, he happened to see a ferocious Yan Lingfeng rushing up at a strange speed. While running at full speed, Yan Lingfeng shouted in a low voice. He also saw clearly that Ding Feihang was a standard "heart higher than the sky" master. His ability was not very good, but his heart was really not low. Zhong Cheng is an all-star player of the future CBA, but in Ding Feihang's eyes, he is no different from a player who plays a handyman. If he wants to scold, he doesn't want to think about his qualifications?

Although the basketball court is a place for seniority, the more important thing is the competition of strength. Iverson dared to play ** in front of Mr. Joe in the rookie season, not because he ate the courage of the bear heart and leopard, but because he had that strength. And what's the strength of Ding Feihang? The strength on the mouth?

Yan Lingfeng, who made up his mind to teach Ding Feihang a lesson, did not mean to show mercy at all. His eyes were cold, his feet were flying, his hands opened into the net, and firmly imprisoned Ding Feihang in it.

Ding Feihang could resist at the beginning, but after he could not break through Yan Lingfeng's blockade, he suddenly found that the space for movement was getting smaller and smaller. Not only did he not dare to dribble the ball with his hands and feet, but even breathing was much more difficult than before.

"Give it to me! Give me the ball!"

Seeing that it was about eight seconds as an example, Xie Libin, who had been lukewarm on the court, swallowed the water, was anxious and strode back to the backcourt to raise his right hand and shouted loudly. Xie Libin is kind, but Ding Feihang may not appreciate it. However, at this time, even if he is willing to pass the ball, it is not so easy, not to mention Ding Feihang, who has the intention to have a head-on confrontation with Yan Lingfeng, has no intention of passing the ball at all. In his eyes, passing the ball means retreating in the face of difficulties, which means that he lost to Yan Lingfeng, which is something he would rather die than accept.

There were subtle beads of sweat on his forehead, and the blue veins on his arm protruded. Ding Feihang almost bit his teeth, but until the referee whistled, he still couldn't make an inch.

There was a whistle in his ear. Yan Lingfeng didn't need to look and knew that it must have been an eight-second penalty for the opponent's ball. He smiled, withdrew his hands, took a step back, stared at the trapped beast-like flight, and the sarcastic smile at the corners of his mouth was stronger than before.

"I X!" Ding Feihang was so angry that he threw the ball on the floor heavily, and his blood-red eyes couldn't wait to find someone to fight.

"Are you deaf? Didn't you hear me when I asked you to pass the ball?

Ding Feihang was in a hurry, and someone was more anxious than him. Xie Libin trotted all the way to Ding Feihang and stared at him angrily and scolded him. Xie Libin, like Yang Chao, is a senior high school student. This is the first CHBA competition they participated in and will be the last one. Xie Libin also cherished this opportunity. The team was suppressed by his opponent for a long time and suppressed his anger. After Ding Feihang's blind performance was equivalent to giving his opponent an offensive opportunity for nothing, he finally couldn't stand it anymore and vented all the anger in his heart on Ding Feihang.

Although Ding Feihang is arrogant, he is not brainless. He can drink and scold Zhong Cheng because a pass is not in place, but that is because Zhong Cheng will not react. Generally speaking, he is a little "bullying the soft and afraid of the strong". Although Xie Libin doesn't like to talk as much as Zhong Cheng, after all, there is a difference between the two. First of all, Xie Libin is a senior in the third year of high school. Before the age of 18, he is one year older, not to mention Xie Libin is two years older than him. In addition, the relationship between Xie Libin and Yang Chao is not bad, and the two are studying in the same class. They often train together. If you want to say which one in the team scares Ding Feihang the most, that person must be Yang Chao.

No matter whether Xie Libin pretends to be a tiger or not, but Ding Feihang was afraid of the fierce tiger behind him, so he was scolded and silently endured a word. Fortunately, Xie Libin is not the kind of person who has gone too far. Knowing that no matter how fierce he scolded, it won't help. Seeing Ding Feihang pretending that he was not afraid of boiling water, he could only sigh weakly and said weakly, "I hope Huang Biao doesn't have a big problem..."

Hearing this, Ding Feihang, who suppressed his anger, became even more angry. Although Xie Libin did not speak clearly, the meaning he wanted to express clearly appeared in Ding Feihang's heart. Why did Xie Libin pray for Huang Biao for no reason? Don't you hope that he can return to the field as soon as possible to replace himself? Are you so unkind? Ding Feihang's eyes widened and was about to argue with Xie Libin when Yan Lingfeng, not far away, had received a sideline serve and was ready to organize the attack.

Yan Lingfeng is a kind and upright person, so he is not willing to take advantage of Ding Feihang's inintentional defense and kindly opened his mouth to remind him, "Hey! I'm going to attack. Do you still want to defend?"

A heart of Ding Feihang is about to explode. He has seen contemptuous people, but he has never seen Yan Lingfeng so arrogant! Whether Yan Lingfeng is out of kindness or not, in Ding Feihang's eyes, Yan Lingfeng's kindness is more unacceptable than slapping him in public. What is this? What is this contempt for red fruit?

With a strange cry, Ding Feihang ignored it and rushed to Yan Lingfeng, grinning and showing fierce eyes. Seeing that he couldn't wait to die with Yan Lingfeng.

If the son of the daughter does not sit in the hall, how will Yan Lingfeng do what he wants? Isn't it good to keep a useful body and do something more meaningful? As soon as he dodged, he gave Ding Feihang behind him. Yan Lingfeng curled his lips and sighed that today's opponents were persistent enough. Huang Biao had left him a lesson with blood before, but Ding Feihang still wanted to make the same mistake? Is it possible that his head is full of gutter oil?

Ding Feihang's recklessness immediately made the defense of Tsinghua Affiliated Middle School extremely passive, with less defense and more, which is always a taboo on the basketball court. Because basketball games are no better than football games, the loopholes in one less defense will be magnified to infinity under the deliberate dispatch of the opponent.

Seeing that the unguarded Yan Lingfeng was about to rush into the inside line to shoot, Xie Libin had no choice but to abandon Sun Feiying, who was staring at the position next to him, and pull out his foot to make up for the defense. Xie Libin made up quickly, and Yan Lingfeng wore faster. Before Xie Libin made up for the defense, the basketball in his hand gently shook out.

Almost passed Xie Libin, and the basketball accurately flew into the hand of the empty Sun Feiying. As if overthrowing the dominoes, the defense of Tsinghua Affiliated Middle School immediately became panicked. If someone missed it, someone had to make up for it, but the speed of people was never as fast as basketball. The players in Shuiyun No.1 Middle School were like walking monkeys. They used the pass to dispatch their opponents around. After several rapid transmissions, the dazzling basketball finally came to the unguarded Gao Yang under the basket. Gao Yang did not pass the ball as accurately as his teammates, and he did not plan to continue passing the ball. At this time, the nearest defender was also two meters away, so he had enough time to prepare for the shooting before gently tiptoe and put the ball into the basket.

Now Gaoyang is no longer the Wu Xia Amon in those years. As long as the hard work is sharpened into a needle, countless shooting training has made great progress in Gaoyang's sense of ball and ball nature. Shooting at close range under the basket is already good.

23:22!

There is only one point left. At this time, even the most optimistic supporters of Tsinghua Affiliated Middle School are already restless and distracted. People with discerning eyes can see that the current Tsinghua Affiliated Middle School basketball team is on the verge of collapse. The moment when the score overtakes is estimated to be the time of their collapse.

Wang Zhenguo's leather shoes are about to be crushed by him. I don't know when his bright red tie has been torn off and thrown aside. When a person is impatient, anything will affect his mood. The team is bound by its opponents, and Wang Zhenguo naturally does not want to be bound by this tie.

"It seems that there is no suspense in this game!" The Yu family sighed slightly. Although he has a certain affection for Shuiyun No.1 Middle School, after all, Tsinghua Affiliated China is also half of his home team, so it is inevitable to see that Tsinghua Affiliated and be slaughtered, and it is still very unpleasant in his heart.

"That's not necessarily!" Zhang Weiping shook his head with a bitter face, "I remember you said this just ten minutes ago. But what about the result?"

The Yu family's face moved, but quickly shook his head again, "To be honest, I don't want to have another turning point like that just now!"