Chapter 462 It's better to shake off your arm than to break your throat

The man had gold under his knees and knelt down to his parents. Yan Lingfeng was seven feet tall, but he knelt in front of Team Doctor Liu, who had no blood relationship with him. For a moment, all the seats were shocked, and everyone opened their mouths, and their eyes were full of surprise and panic.

"What are you doing? If you have something to say, get up quickly. Xu Jianye was the first to react. He stepped forward and pulled Yan Lingfeng up semi-compulsively. He looked back at Team Liu's doctor and asked, "Is it addictive?"

"That won't be." Team Liu shook his head, "But Ling Feng is the time to grow up, and I don't guarantee that he will return to his ancestors in the future."

The so-called return to the ancestors is one of the possible side effects of the development and closure of human ancestors, apes, that is, the body will grow extra hair. Dr. Liu thought that young men love beauty, so he did not say any big truth, and directly said that it may be the problem that Yan Lingfeng was most worried about.

In fact, Yan Lingfeng knows no less about the closed needle than Team Liu's doctor. He is also clear about the possible side effects of sealing, but he still did so without hesitation, and even did not hesitate to kneel down for Team Liu. Why? In order to be worthy of all those who care about them and repay them with high expectations, so as not to be disappointed. Yan Lingfeng is not an emotional person. Although he often does impulsive things, he never makes decisions in big things.

Yan Lingfeng did not speak, but looked at Team Doctor Liu stubbornly and showed his determination very clearly.

Team doctor Liu looked at Xu Jianye, then at Yan Lingfeng, and asked Xu Jianye with a long sigh, "Lao Xu, are you sure you want to do this?"

After hesitating for a long time, Xu Jianye slowly took two steps back and said nothing. Although he was Yan Lingfeng's coach, at this time, he had no right to help Yan Lingfeng make a decision. He could only take two steps back to show his attitude. I don't support it, but I don't object to it. After all, like Yan Lingfeng, he also wants to take it. The champion.

Doctor Liu bit his lip and hesitated for a long time before he finally made up his mind, "Okay, I promise you, but you also have to write me a promise. If anything happens in the future, don't let me go to court."

Yan Lingfeng immediately took out pen and paper from his backpack, brushed Long Feifengwu and finished writing a guarantee, stating that if there were side effects in the future, everything would be his own fault and had nothing to do with Dr. Liu. Team Liu just opened the first aid kit...

The locker room of Changchun No. 11 Middle School, including coach Sun Hu, has an unconcealed excitement on everyone's faces. In their view, the situation is already obvious. Yan Lingfeng's body has collapsed under the burden in a high-load and high-intensity game, and the pillar has fallen from the last stage of the second quarter. From the perspective of Duan, Shuiyun No.1 Middle School basically collapsed. In this case, their champion seems to have been put in his pocket, and the dawn of their victory has become more and more obvious, and they are almost out of the clouds.

Only Liu Xiaoyu still sits on a chair with a serious face and wears earplugs and is silent in a person's world. Liu Xiaoyu on the field, with rich expressions and words, but off the court, he is always the quietest person, wearing headphones and immersed in his own world. It seems that everything has nothing to do with him, but in fact, in his heart, he is thinking about today's game, as if he were Yan Lingfeng in the quagmire. Although in the same view as the coaches and teammates, he does not think that Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School still has a chance to compete with them for the championship, but in his heart, he feels a burst of fear. If it hadn't been for Yan Lingfeng's inexplicably injured, it's really hard to say who will die in this game. Before Yan Lingfeng fell into a downturn, he once taught Changchun No. 11 Middle School an extremely painful lesson.

"What a worthy person among domestic high school students!" Liu Xiaoyu silently thought that if he was still unconvinced with Yan Lingfeng before the game, then after this half of the game, he had already recognized the outside world's statement, because no matter how unwilling he wanted to admit it, he knew that Yan Lingfeng was better than him, which could not be distorted. The fact.

"Xiao Yu, what are you thinking?" Zhang, who had to be replaced because of his weakness in the first half of the game, had recovered after a period of rest, and his face was not as pale as before. He patted Liu Xiaoyu on the shoulder and asked in a low voice.

Liu Xiaoyu took off his headphones, looked at Zhang Dart and sighed, "This champion, even if we get it, it's a little hot!"

"Cut, are you out of your mind?" Zhang Dart said carelessly, "The champion is the champion. What's hot or not? Yan Lingfeng was injured, which was his own fault. Besides, even if he is so lively, I'm sure that Shuiyun No.1 is also our opponent!"

Everyone can talk big, and no one dares to say that Liu Xiaoyu did not refute Zhang Dart. Everyone's outlook on life and world is different. He has no reason or qualification to make everyone the same as himself. As long as everyone's goals are the same, that's fine.

He shook his head with a wry smile, and Liu Xiaoyu was no more interested in speaking. He put his earplugs on his ears again and isolated himself from the world.

On the rebroadcast, Sun Zhengping was commenting on the midfield with Zhang Weiping. The two old men were not young, but their energy was still very full. After watching the half of the game, they did not feel tired, but they were more energetic.

Sun Zhengping straightened his glasses and then spread out the technical statistics in front of him: "We noticed that Liu Xiaoyu in Changchun 11 Middle School was previously the king of assists in this CHBA National Competition, averaging 9.1 assists per game, ranking first among all players. But in today's game, Liu Xiaoyu only gave one assist after the first half of the game. Director Zhang, can you give us an analysis of why Liu Xiaoyu's assists are not as many as before?

Zhang Weiping said, "Mr. Sun, are you falling asleep in the first half of the exam? This is an easy question to answer, and it is also very obvious. I don't know if you have noticed that Liu Xiaoyu averaged only about 10 points per game before this game. However, after half of today's game, Liu Xiaoyu has already scored 21 points. I think that's why Liu Xiaoyu's assists have dropped sharply. The time of a game is fixed, and the number of shots is basically fixed. Liu Xiaoyu uses more opportunities to shoot, and of course, the opportunities to create shooting opportunities for his teammates will be reduced.

"This is the truth!" Sun Zhengping nodded and then continued to ask, "So Zhang's guidance, according to your analysis, will Liu Xiaoyu have such a good impact or bad impact on the team?"

"It's hard to say." Zhang Weiping shook his head and replied, "Specific analysis, and I don't know if you have noticed that although Liu Xiaoyu shot a lot in the first half of the game, the number of random shots was very few. I only remember once, which was the rush shot before the end of the half, and he also scored. That is to say, although Liu Xiaoyu transferred his energy from assisting his teammates to his own shooting, he still plays as reasonably as in previous games, which shows that he did not disrupt the rhythm of Changchun 11 Middle School, which can actually be seen from the score. Before this game, I said that if the two teams are scored according to their strength, if Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School can get 90 points, the most 95 points in Changchun 11 Middle School. That is to say, the strength difference between the two teams is actually not big. Which team is in a better state and plays better, which team will win. Relatively large. Even if you can win this game in Changchun No. 11 Middle School, the leading score is about 5 points at most, and it will not exceed 10 points at most. With a 5-point lead at half-time, it can be said that Changchun No. 11 Middle School has basically occupied the initiative of this game. If Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School can't make timely adjustments at halftime, I'm afraid that the balance of victory will tilt towards Changchun No. 11 Middle School.

Sun Zhengping blinked his eyes and had long been accustomed to Zhang Weiping's habitual long speech. Zhang Weiping can become the "first guest" of CCTV basketball broadcast, relying on this eloquent, eloquent and salivating comments. Otherwise, how could he steal this honor from the veteran Xu Jicheng and Su Yi?

"What adjustments do you think Shuiyun No.1 Middle School should make to reverse the decline?" As the leader of the broadcasting group of CCTV Sports Channel, Sun Zhengping is naturally good at broadcasting, but when he and Zhang Weiping explain the game together, he is used to appearing as a "prace".

"This, the key still depends on Yan Lingfeng!" Zhang Weiping sighed and said, "Yan Lingfeng's performance in the first half of the game is also very good, with 10 points, 2 rebounds, 2 assists, 2 steals and 2 blocks. The data is still as comprehensive as ever. But there is a saying that 'more capable is not as good as a professional'. Compared with Liu Xiaoyu's single-minded score, I think Yan Lingfeng should be more 'unique'. Of course, the competition of this kind of competition team is key, but what is more critical is the competition of the core players. And we noticed that Yan Lingfeng's performance seemed to be greatly restricted in the final stage of the second quarter. We don't know if the fall after the previous dunk had an impact on his body, but I still hope that Yan Lingfeng's body is fine and it's better not to affect his game status. Otherwise, I'm afraid that the suspense of this game will no longer exist after half-time.

Although the bystanders are clear, Zhang Weiping and Sun Zhengping did not have zero contact with Yan Lingfeng in the first half of the game, and naturally they will not know the pain hidden under his calm surface. Although they guessed that Yan Lingfeng may have been affected by injuries, they did not expect that the impact would be so great.

The 20-minute half-time break is very short and long. For the players of the two teams, this 20 minutes is almost a moment of breathing. But for the scene and the audience in front of the TV, it seems too long. After all, for them, 20 minutes of advertising time is enough to peel off the melon seeds.

Finally, the members of the two teams walked out of the locker room passage. And the second half of the game, the fight in the second half, is about to begin.