The King of Basketball in the NBA

Chapter 300 Obstruction
Chapter 300 Obstacles

"Oh? Does that mean that in the second half, the Thirteenth High School will change this style of play?" Quickly opened his mouth, he really didn't want to see the game fall into a one-sided situation. It seemed that Mingwei still had a play, and his voice became louder, which shocked Sun Xuecheng, who was sitting next to the TV, to blow his beard and stare.

"It's difficult. Although Su Feng and Luo Hao are also exhausted physically, they are far from their limit. After the intermission, it is not a problem to support the whole game. This game is probably like this." Li Jihai put forward his own professional opinion.

"Then why does Mingwei insist on following the rhythm of the thirteenth high school? Why don't they slow down and find a position to attack?" Kuaizuizhang also knows a little about basketball, so he is very puzzled about this.Now that you know that following the [-]th High School is a dead end, why don't you seek change?

"First, it's a question of who takes the initiative. From the very beginning, the Thirteenth High School took the lead, suppressing the visiting team in terms of momentum, and the score has always been in the lead. In this way, the pressure is completely on Mingwei's side. What should we do if we want to catch up with the score? We have to defend first, but Mingwei is always strong in offense and weak in defense. It's not easy for them to prevent the two freaks, Su Feng and Luo Hao, from scoring? What if they can't defend? The game gave the visiting team a hint: they must catch up quickly, otherwise, the score will get bigger and bigger. In this way, they can't help but speed up the rhythm, not completely playing with the [-]th Middle School, but this kind of rhythm is not suitable for them." Li Jihai analyzed in detail.

"With the first one, what about the second?" Quickly opened his mouth and nodded repeatedly. While talking, the first two quarters of the game had already been played, and the score became 48 to 38. During this period of time, Su Feng, who had never made a shot, hit another three-pointer.

Li Jihai smiled slightly and said: "The second thing is that it's on the point guard. I don't know if you've noticed that since the first active timeout, the No. 4 position in No. [-] Middle School is actually the captain Su Feng. His grasp of the rhythm is beyond the reach of Mingwei's point guard. He runs with him when attacking, and drives him when defending. When the point guard is fast, the ball moves fast, and Mingwei can't slow down at all. The chance to touch the ball. If the point guard is choked to death, it is equivalent to a person who is brain-dead. Do you think, a vegetable, what can you expect him to do? The team is the same, without the command of the point guard, the ball must be out of order.

"In the final analysis, the problem still lies with this Su Feng." Quickly opened his mouth as if suddenly enlightened.

"That's right, why can't Chinese basketball work? Isn't it because there are no point guards? I now hope that Su Feng can grow up quickly. When the Beijing Olympics arrives, he can bring some surprises to the fans and bring some hope to Chinese basketball." Li Jihai said from the bottom of his heart.

"He, can he do it?" Kuai Zui Zhang Wuzi couldn't believe it.

"As long as you give him a chance, he will definitely be able to do it." Li Jihai added in his mind: "You only know that Su Feng is a good player, but how do you know that he can speak and act like a ghost? He is so wise and almost a monster. These words are tailor-made for this kid."

"Well, then let us hope that Su Feng can succeed together. Think about it, what a great honor it would be if Gao Yang also produced a Yao Ming?" Kuai Zuizhang led the audience in front of the TV into a beautiful daydream.

"This Li Jihai, playing the piano indiscriminately, Su Feng is a good kid, how can he be so outstanding? He misleads the audience on the TV station, doesn't he know that he has to be responsible for what he says?" Sun Xuecheng was a little dissatisfied.

"Uncle, what you said is wrong. I believe Su Feng. He will definitely join the NBA. I don't know if he will be able to appear in Beijing in the 08 Olympic Games, but I am sure that by then, he must be the best point guard among the Chinese." Qi Feng, who had been very cautious sitting at the side, suddenly retorted: "I firmly believe in this."

"No way, I already think highly of this kid, could it be that I've missed it?" Sun Xuecheng shook his head, got up and went to the toilet.In his opinion, what Qi Feng said was a child's opinion after all, and it was still not credible.Sun Xuecheng also believed that Su Feng would definitely make some achievements in basketball, but at most he was only at a top-notch level. He still felt a little bit sorry for this, what a talent, what a pity that he just refused to come to the system to receive professional management and training, it was a waste.

"Su Feng is very powerful, but can he really reach the height you said?" Sun Yingrong, who was sitting on the armrest of the sofa beside Qi Feng, said after watching her father walk away.

"Why, you don't believe me." Qi Feng looked up at her.

"It's not that I don't believe it, I just think it's a bit too difficult. After all, we're just a domestic high school basketball league." Sun Yingrong shook her head and explained.

"No matter what league it is, no matter how low the level is, you can't hide the excellence of Su Feng and Luo Hao. Don't say you've seen it before. Have you ever heard of someone in China who can jump and dunk from the free throw line? Don't believe me. Just wait and see, there will be a day when you can't wait to pay homage." Su Fengyou's friend's strength is not favored by Su Fengyou, and Qi Feng is a little angry and indignant.

"Okay, okay, I didn't say I don't believe it, why are you so angry." Sun Yingrong said coquettishly.

Like all men, Qi Feng couldn't stand Sun Yingrong shaking his shoulders and talking softly like this, and immediately lost the battle with a smile on his face.And this scene happened to be seen by Sun Xuecheng who came back from the toilet. The old man coughed heavily twice, so ashamed that the pair of young lovers got up at the same time and hid out. They didn't sneak in until the second half of the game started.

Today's intermission seemed to pass extremely quickly. Zhang Fengwei and the others hadn't recovered much energy when the referee remembered the whistle. This was to notify the players of both sides to play.

Entering the arena with a strong spirit, everyone gasped when they saw the starting lineup of Thirteen Middle School in the second half.There are three new faces on the field, namely No. 6 Zhang Weijin, No. 8 Long Chengzhi, and No. 10 substitute center Cao Rong.

Substituting three freshmen at once, this is to continue the style of play in the first half, and we are hopelessly pressed to death.

Take it easy After Zhang Weijin scored a goal, Zhang Fengwei heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that the substitute power forward of the [-]th Middle School was much worse than the starter, but his good thoughts were quickly shattered by the cruel reality.Zhang Weijin, who was weak on the defensive end, turned his head and caught Su Feng's pass to record an alley-oop, giving Zhang Fengwei a counterattack.

Is this player actually strong in offense and weak in defense?This is the end.Zhang Fengwei was basically desperate. He knew that his physical strength would decrease a lot in less than a minute, but what about Zhang Weijin?After holding back for two full quarters, it was the time when he was eager to play. With the decline of physical strength, Zhang Fengwei's shooting rate would definitely drop sharply. In this way, Zhang Weijin's defense seemed to be insignificant.

A No. [-] who is keen on offense is completely tantamount to disaster for Mingwei now.They were already tight on the outside, relying on the advantage of the inside to support them, but Zhang Weijin, the two new insiders in the [-]th Middle School, has already scored three goals in a row, and what about Cao Rong?Always running tirelessly between Bashan and Zhang Fengwei, blocking whoever has the ball, making both of them very uncomfortable.

"Mingwei's general situation is gone." This time, Li Jihai didn't need to speak, he could tell by opening his mouth, because at this time the score gap on the court had been widened to 15 points, 57 to 42.

After Mingwei's attack was completely misfired, their coach quickly started to rotate the lineup, trying to send some substitutes to rush forward to see if they could win a little chance. However, the facts proved that these substitutes cooperated with the smooth offense and defense of the [-]th Middle School.

After trying at the end of the third quarter and struggling at the beginning of the fourth quarter, the coach of Mingwei Middle School decisively replaced all the main players. Correspondingly, Xia Yuyao and Zhao Baoxuan, who had never played since the start of the game, were replaced by the [-]th Middle School. The game officially entered garbage time.

"Huh? This is their last game. Why doesn't Mingwei's coach let the main players stay on the field to finish the game? Now that the intensity has dropped, the physical exertion shouldn't be too great." Kuai opened his mouth and asked a layman's question again.

"This is mainly for the purpose of protecting the players. You know, the more tired you are, the more likely you are to get injured, and because it's the last game. Since there is no way to recover, the coach naturally has to let all the players play and touch the ball. Of course, they also show their faces on TV. After all, they are also part of the team." Li Jihai had no choice but to explain his doubts earnestly.

"So that's the case. It seems that the coach has considered it very carefully. Ah, the game is over." Quickly opened his mouth and glanced at the final score, 79 to 60.

After the two sides dispatched all their substitutes, Thirteen High School also slowed down the tempo. The two sides had a great time and fought back and forth. At the end of the game, these benches played relatively well, and the gap in the score was not widened too far. With such a result, both the winner and the loser were satisfied.

"You are really strong." After the final whistle, Zhang Fengwei took the initiative to walk up to Su Feng and said hello: "Actually, it's good that we lost. The No. [-] High School has always been like a mountain on our heads. It's a relief. My only hope now is that you can pull down the No. [-] High School too, and don't let them see our jokes."

"Definitely. Just wait and see, our goal is not just as simple as the No. [-] Middle School." Su Feng smiled slightly. To Zhang Fengwei, Su Feng did not have any hostility. It is always good to have many friends in life.

"This is the best way. If you can bring a trophy back, it will be our Gaoyang's honor, isn't it? Don't look at the No. [-] Middle School who has reached the provincial finals every year, but they have never won the cup." Zhang Fengwei still spoke with a little hostility towards the No. [-] Middle School.

It's no wonder that the behemoth of No. [-] Middle School has killed the dreams of basketball-loving teenagers like Zhang Fengwei in Gaoyang City in the past few years. It can be said that it is countless.This also makes them public enemies in the eyes of a team like Mingwei who is second in the millennium.Even if they can't, as long as there is a team from this city that can beat No. [-] Middle School, then they will be happy.

This idea is not desirable, but it is indeed understandable.

After this campaign, the thirteen middle school won all three games and ranked first in the group. Their opponent will be No.2 in another group.Although the outcome of that group match will not be seen until next weekend, it is basically impossible for the [-]th High School to meet the No. [-] High School before the final.After easily defeating the Experimental Middle School in the first round, the No. [-] Middle School defeated Kuangshan Middle School, their biggest opponent, in the second round of the group. Their final opponent will be the No. [-] Middle School in the group, which is the worst in the group. There is no suspense about the outcome.

In addition to the two victories of the No. [-] Middle School, the Experimental Middle School and the Mine have both won and lost one. Both of them fell under the hands of the No. [-] Middle School, but they both defeated the No. [-] Middle School. In this way, the winner of the duel between them will emerge, and the loser will be eliminated. What will be staged on Saturday is bound to be another battle of the needles. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

At the end of the game, for the fans of No. [-] High School who had never seen the school team team, the record of the school team this year was nothing short of a miracle, and these players naturally became the favorites in the hearts of the fans. Everywhere they went, people took the initiative to say hello. From time to time, there would be young and beautiful little sisters among these people, which made the eyes of the long-hungry wolves turn red and their blood boil.

"Su Feng, wait, don't leave yet." Back in the locker room, Su Feng simply packed up his things, and was about to leave to find Gu Hanyue when Anya stopped him, and Luo Hao was standing beside her. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"You two don't go to a corner to flirt with each other, what are you calling me for?" Since Anya is Su Feng's friend of Luo Hao, Su Feng naturally won't be fussy just because the girl misunderstood him a bit, in his opinion, he and Anya are already very familiar, so he casually joked.

"Go, what are you talking about, I have business with you." Anya glanced at Luo Hao behind her, straightened her bangs unnaturally, and handed over a piece of paper: "Take a look, this is the team uniform pattern I designed for the school team. There are two styles. Which one is suitable for you? The coach has already said it, and this matter is up to you to decide. How about it, my captain, hurry up and make a decision, so I can find a place to make it before the final with No. [-] Middle School." . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"Didn't our team uniforms be issued uniformly just now? Why do we do it again?" Su Feng didn't pay much attention to this kind of thing, playing differently with what clothes he wore. . . . . . . . . . . . .

(End of this chapter)