Basketball boy, starting to shine from the slam dunk

Swish!

With a soft sound, Yizhong scored the first point.

When the possession of the ball was changed, the [-]th Middle School quickly counterattacked. Li Guangchuan was responsible for holding the ball and pushing forward.

At the same time, several No. 24 players were also moving quickly, the ball moved quickly among them, 30 seconds (the high school league used to be 24 seconds attack time, and later changed to [-] seconds) the attack time has passed more than ten seconds , they are still passing the ball.

When there were only a few seconds left in the attack time, the ball stopped and reached Tan Fei's hands.

Jiang Xuezhou rushed forward immediately, and at the same time, other people in No. [-] Middle School subconsciously stared at Tan Fei, guessing whether he was going to shoot or break through.

But at this moment, Tan Fei made a base pass, and the basketball bounced off Jiang Xuezhou's feet and flew to the low post on the left.

"what?"

"No, I missed someone."

Jiang Xuezhou was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect the opponent to pass the ball at this time, but the others immediately realized that they missed someone.

Just now everyone's attention was on Tan Fei, but they didn't notice that Guo Xing made an air cut quietly, and he had already reached the low position on the left side, and there was no one in front of him.

"Beautiful pass." Guo Xing secretly praised, grabbed the ball and made a layup.

The score was 2:2.

It was just the beginning, and everyone didn't pay much attention to it. Soon No. [-] Middle School launched an attack again, and after reaching the frontcourt, they gave the ball to Yuan Feng.

Yuan Feng was playing singles, but he was double-teamed. He didn't hesitate, and immediately split the ball and returned it to Mo Fan.Mo Fan glanced at Li Guangchuan in front of him, and decided to play singles. If he was against No. [-] High School or No. [-] High School, he really thought he couldn't attack?

I saw Mo Fan made a gesture, signaling to everyone to pull away, and then speed up the dribble. After the two dribbles, he accelerated and went straight to the inside.

"Snapped!"

A soft sound.

Mo Fan felt his hands were empty, and couldn't help screaming inwardly.

The ball was cut off.

"Mo Fan is too condescending, the offensive intention is so obvious, people just wait for him to sneak into the crowd." Yang Guohui frowned, a little dissatisfied.

"It's too easy to fight." Zhuang Yu also nodded.

Tan Fei from the Seventeenth Middle School completed the steal, then grabbed the ball and launched a counterattack fast break, scored with a layup, and the score became 4:2.

In the auditorium, the students of No. [-] Middle School cheered, while the students of No. [-] Middle School curled their lips in displeasure. The competition has just begun, so what a fart.

I thought it was just the beginning, allowing the 2th High School to lead by 7 points, but who knew that in the next few minutes, the No. [-] High School made repeated mistakes. Instead of overtaking the score, the [-]th High School opened up the gap again. Some, leading to [-] points.

"Request a timeout."

Yang Guohui called a timeout with a dark face, and was very dissatisfied with the performance of Yuan Feng and Xiao Qingyang. The few people who were caught just yelled: "Let you fight hard, this is how you fight? Do you think you have won? Two warm-up matches will be a big deal, all of them are gone, right?"

Several people lowered their heads, not daring to say anything.

They were indeed a bit flustered. They didn't pay attention to the Seventeenth High School from the very beginning. They felt that the Seventeenth High School was vulnerable, so they didn't take it seriously.

"Hmph." Yang Guohui snorted angrily, and reprimanded mercilessly, "I still expect you to win the championship. Look at your performance just now. Do you look like a championship team should?"

The heads of several people hang down very low. If there is a hole under their feet, they can't wait to get in directly.

So embarrassing.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Guohui said: "Substitution. Yuan Feng, Han Hui, Xiao Qingyang, Mo Fan, you four go down together. Zhao Hao, Zhao Huai, Gao Xiaoguang, Zhuang Yu, you go up."

Zhuang Yu looked at Yuan Feng, feeling a little sympathetic to the senior.

In fact, Yuan Feng did not take it lightly in the few minutes just now, and his attitude was still very serious, but the opponent on the offensive end regarded him as a key defensive target, and double-teamed him as soon as they saw him holding the ball, forcing Yuan Feng to only split the ball.So on the offensive end, he didn't actually attack much.

On the defensive end, he defended well.

But as the team's trump card and mainstay, he failed to play the role he should have, so Yang Guohui also replaced him.

After the substitution, Yang Guohui ignored Yuan Feng and the other four, just stared at Zhuang Yu and the others and said, "Remember, it's late in the knockout round, a match is life and death, and you must not underestimate your opponent."

"Yes."

"We remembered."

Several people responded hurriedly.

Later, Yang Guohui spread out the tactical board: "Be active on defense, and be careful not to miss people. The focus is on offense, Zhuang Yu, your task is to break through and score the ball, but if the opportunity is good, you can also score yourself. Gao Xiaoguang, Jiang Xuezhou, you have to Move aggressively and look for opportunities to shoot.”

"Zhao Hao, Zhao Huai, you two brothers pay attention to rebounding. Not only backcourt rebounds, but also frontcourt rebounds must be well controlled."

After making some arrangements, he put away the tactical board, not in the mood to say more, and waved his hand with a straight face: "Go."

Zhuang Yu and the others looked at each other and walked onto the field with serious expressions.

......

Pause ends.

One attack.

Zhuang Yu took the ball in the backcourt, and when he came to the frontcourt, Li Guangchuan pounced on him. The Seventeenth Middle School was still in the previous starting lineup, and Li Guangchuan faced Zhuang Yu.

"Your coach can't be confused, right?" Li Guangchuan deliberately poked at someone's wound, jokingly said: "After four starters and so many substitutes, he gave up on himself in the first quarter."

"Our coach is very angry." Zhuang Yu said, seeing Li Guangchuan's gloating smile, he narrowed his eyes and added, "So, the consequences are very serious."

what?

Li Guangchuan was taken aback for a moment, not knowing why.

The next moment, Zhuang Yu activated, and with one step, he passed half of Li Guangchuan's body. Li Guangchuan's eyes widened in shock, and his expression changed.

After passing Li Guangchuan, Zhuang Yu rushed to the inside, slowed down slightly, and made a gesture to shoot.Cao Yan, the center of the Seventeenth Center, jumped up subconsciously, but just as he jumped up, he realized that he had been fooled.Zhuang Yu didn't shoot, but passed the ball to the inside with a touch.

On the inside, Zhao Hao has been waiting for a long time.

After receiving Zhuang Yu's pass, Zhao Hao made a hit.

The score was 11:6, leading the 5th, with a difference of [-] points.

"The pass is good, Zhao Hao is completely empty." Yang Guohui nodded, his expression relaxed, "it's Zhuang Yu who is safe."

The players from No. [-] Middle School looked at each other, and Tan Fei told Li Guangchuan: "Be careful."

Li Guangchuan nodded in response, but just thinking of Zhuang Yu's speed just now, he felt a palpitation in his heart. Isn't this kid's speed too fast?

In the next few rounds, the [-]th middle school played pretty well, but they soon discovered that the first middle school was different from before.

Several No. [-] Middle School players had serious expressions and active offense and defense. They were completely different from the previous players, giving them an inexplicable oppressive force.

Especially that number 7 (Zhuang Yu).

With a sound of "whoosh", Zhuang Yu rushed out, cut off Li Guangchuan's pass with lightning speed, and then launched a counterattack.A few steps away from the players of No. [-] High School, Zhuang Yu slowed down slightly after reaching the frontcourt, and scored with a light one-handed layup...

[Author's digression]: I'm really sorry, this chapter was updated late.There are a lot of things these days, so I will stay up late to write later, and try to update it earlier tomorrow.