Basketball boy, starting to shine from the slam dunk

"Shh!"

With a soft sound, the basketball pierced through the net.

At this moment, everyone was absent-minded for a moment. No one expected that this was a shot. Zhuang Yu would actually shoot like this and even scored.

"nice shot!"

Soon, people came to their senses and started cheering loudly.

Several No. [-] players, Gao Yiyang, Zhang Zihao, Rao Sheng, etc. looked at each other, and then all smiled wryly. This kind of ball is really impossible to defend, it's too unexpected.

"The No. 9 (Chen Haoyu) in Yunan Middle School didn't even have the chance to make a foul, which is really helpless." Rao Sheng sighed.

"Who would have thought of that." Zhang Zihao glanced at him, and felt that Rao Sheng was almost becoming Zhuang Yu's fan after watching one or two games.

Of course, for today's game, they are supporting Yizhong.

No one would like a dirty team like Yunan Middle School. Besides, if Yunan Middle School played, would he be caught in the next round?

"beep......"

Zhang Tai, the coach of Yunan Middle School, called a timeout, a pair of small eyes gleamed coldly, the flesh on his face was pulled down, and his fierce expression made the players under him tremble, and he quickly lowered his head and remained silent .

Only Liang Bo was not afraid of the coach, but he also frowned at this time, took a deep look at Zhuang Yu, and said to himself: "This kid is a bit powerful."

At this time the score has become 15:14, leading by 1 point.

Zhang Tai gave Chen Haoyu a cold look, he was very dissatisfied with his performance, and then made a substitution, replacing Chen Haoyu, Fu Gong, and Liang Bo, and replaced them with substitute players. The voice said: "Give me a little more ruthlessness."

......

One side here.

Yang Guohui picked up the thermos cup and took a sip to relax his tense nerves.

In today's game, his spirit was always tense, and he was always worried about the various tricks and black hands of Yunan Middle School, whether his players would be injured, and whether he would lose the game... Fortunately, Zhuang Yu's His performance was still outstanding, which made him a little relieved.

Glancing at the time, the first quarter had already passed, and Yang Guohui also started to change players: "Yuan Feng, Jiang Xuezhou..." After hesitating for a while, he still added Zhuang Yu's name, "And Zhuang Yu, You three come down and rest."

Zhuang Yu played very well just now, and it was precisely because of his performance that he caught up and overtook the score, allowing the team to regain the upper hand and stop the opponent.

Substituting Zhuang Yu at this time will definitely have an impact on the game.

But Yang Guohui also knew that if Zhuang Yu continued to attack, the opponent would definitely target him, and he didn't know how to deal with him, and Zhuang Yu would be very dangerous.

"This is only the first quarter, let him come down and protect it." Yang Guohui thought to himself, and named Zhao Hao, Zhang Yong, and Mo Fan, and then spread out the tactical board and made some arrangements.

......

The pause ends soon.

There wasn't much time left in this section. Yang Guohui replaced Zhao Hao, Zhang Yong, and Mo Fan, and didn't expect too much from them. He just needed to hold on for a while.

However, what he didn't expect was that the rotation time of the first quarter had already entered, and instead of restraining, Yunan Middle School's defense was even more vicious than before.

On the field, one attack.

After a few passes, it was given to Zhang Yong. Zhang Yong was a three-point shooter and did not hit the basket. After receiving the ball, he directly shot a three-pointer.But at this moment, Liu Chong, a backup defender from Yunan Middle School, jumped at him viciously, grabbed Zhang Yong's arm, and pulled him down.

Zhang Yong lost his balance in the air, fell to the ground, and hugged his right arm with his hands, showing pain on his face.

"Cao, there is no end."

"It's like this again, it's like this again, is this going to kill people?"

The students in No. [-] Middle School were angry.

Everyone in the basketball team of No. [-] Middle School was also angry.

This is really too much, when a person is the most vulnerable in the air, any external force may disrupt the balance and cause injury.And the opponent's such a fierce action is not a rushing ball at all, but a rushing person, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a crime.

Even the eighth middle school students on the neutral side couldn't stand it any longer. The audience booed everywhere to express their protest.

"beep......"

The referee blew his whistle.

Liu Chong raised his hand, indicating that he had committed the foul, with an expression of honesty admitting his mistake, and explained to the referee that he didn't do it on purpose, but just went for the ball.

But this time the referee ignored it and directly gave a physical foul.

"I really didn't mean it." Liu Chong looked innocent.

Watching his performance, everyone on the bench in Yunan Middle School laughed, and the corners of Zhang Tai's mouth also rose.As for the physical foul, there was nothing he couldn't do. Liu Chong was only a substitute. He didn't usually play much, and his mission was to foul.

Zhang Yong was helped down. He moved his arm and felt some pain, but he could move and use force, so it was not a big problem.

"That's good." Yang Guohui frowned, had to replace Zhang Yong with Zhou Lei, and then told the players again, "Be careful, don't get hurt."

"Yes." Several people responded.

After a while, No. [-] Middle School completely fell into a disadvantage.

Yunan Middle School is not even afraid of "physical fouls", but just wants to cripple people. This level of ferocity really makes it difficult for the players of No. [-] Middle School to adapt.

There wasn't much time left in the first quarter, but Yunan Middle School scored 5-0 in a daze. They were leading by 1 point but fell behind by 4 points.

The score was 19:15.

......

Go to the second quarter.

Yuan Feng, Zhao Hao, Jiang Xuezhou, and Mo Fan were sent to No. [-] Middle School. Xiao Qingyang still had clear handprints on his face, but it was not a big problem. At his strong request, coach Yang Guohui still sent him.Now that the score is behind, he really needs his score.

On the field, Xiao Qingyang took the initiative to take the ball, and he told himself silently that if Zhuang Yu could score consecutively under the defense of Yunan Middle School, he would certainly be able to.

"Oh, I don't have a long memory." Yang Wei stepped forward, leaning against Xiao Qingyang, teasing Xiao Qingyang deliberately, "Why, your face doesn't hurt anymore?"

These words were quite lethal, Xiao Qingyang immediately felt his face burn, and those handprints started to hurt again.

"Hmph." Xiao Qingyang snorted angrily, "Don't think I'll be scared. As long as I haven't fallen down, you can't stop me from scoring."

"Yo, have ambition." Yang Wei called out.

This sarcastic tone, exaggerated expression.

It has to be said that everyone in Yunan Middle School is an actor, Xiao Qingyang was so angry that he jumped up to Lao Gao, he gritted his teeth and went straight to singles.

Xiao Qingyang took a step forward and leaned to the left.Yang Wei also retreated immediately, moved to the right, and got stuck.At this time, Xiao Qingyang's body swayed, and in a disguised form, the basketball was switched to his right hand, his center of gravity was lowered, and he accelerated to the right almost touching the ground.

This step was extremely fast, passing Yang Wei in an instant, Xiao Qingyang turned his head and took a look, making sure that Yang Wei was thrown away, and then jumped up to shoot.

At this time, Yang Wei had no time to sneak attack from behind like before, and he didn't even jump, but there was a cold smile on his face...

[Author's Digression]: The fourth change, please collect, ask for a bank note!