This sound reached other people's ears, couldn't help but be surprised, and looked at the white team in amazement.
The red team players laughed, and Lei Yuchuan sneered: "What are these people yelling? Do you mean us when defeating the opponent? What are these jokes, relying on them?"
"Fuck, Even though there is only two who played well to beat us?" Fu Qiang pouted, "It's ridiculous, one by one, why don't you go to heaven?"
This slogan angered the red team players.
Yuan Xiaogang squinted his eyes, his eyes gleaming with cold light, and asked Guo Kai: "Captain, you really can't make it? Don't you want to teach this bunch of high school freshmen a lesson?"
Guo Kai still shook his head: "I'm not going to play, and I don't have to be on the main lineup to play this kind of game. It's a bit of bullying. Don't take it lightly, just a few of you are enough."
This is also true.
Yuan Xiaogang nodded, it was indeed a bit bullying.
"beep..."
The timeout is over.
The players on both sides returned to the court, Jiang Fangping showed a smile and said with a smile: "Interesting, I didn't expect it to be so interesting."
"What's interesting?" Jiang Xue asked curiously.
"This year's freshman, that number 1." Jiang Fangping said: "By the way, what's his name?"
Jiang Xue glanced at the notebook and replied, "Qin Hao."
Jiang Fangping said: "Have you heard the slogan that the White team chanted just now? What do you think makes them confident to chant such a slogan?"
Jiang Xue replied: "Because they tied the score."
"No." Jiang Fangping shook his head, "because from now on, they are no longer a mess, they have truly become a team. You say, who brought them together?"
"Qin Hao?" Jiang Xue's heart moved, her eyes widened, and she felt unbelievable. Is it possible for Qin Hao, who is 1.7 meters tall and looks ordinary?
On the court.
With only 2 minutes left in the first half, the score was 25:25. The red team attacked. Huang Xudong was replaced by Zhao Xuebing. The other four remained unchanged, Fu Qiang, Wang Chengyu, Lu Jun, and Yuan Xiaogang.
The white team is Wang Lei, Jiang Feng, Xu Kailai, Zheng Haifeng, and Qin Hao.
Zhao Xuebing pushed the ball to the frontcourt, and saw Qin Hao greet him. He couldn't help but constricted his eyebrows. Huang Xudong obviously underestimated Qin Hao, but his mentality collapsed. He didn't want to repeat the same mistakes. He was careful now, and at the same time gave Fu Qiang a hit. Gesture: "Come up and pick and roll."
With this pick and roll, Zhao Xuebing shook off Qin Hao and made a breakthrough. Wang Lei quickly stepped forward and delayed.
At the same time, Wang Chengyu ran backwards, leaving Xu Kailai to cut from the flank, taking advantage of Wang Lei to step forward and delay Zhao Xuebing. After receiving a pass from Zhao Xuebing, he was already at the basket. He was just about to make a layup, when the strong wind hit him behind him, he felt a pain in his wrist and there was a snap.
"beep!"
The referee blew his whistle, pointed Xu Kailai, gave him a thug, and signaled Wang Chengyu to go to the free throw line and execute two free throws.
Qin Hao ran up to Xu Kailai and said, "It's a good job, just guard it like this. But also pay attention, try to avoid injuries, go to the ball, don't go to people."
"Understand." Xu Kailai agreed.
In the game, the coach will demand that the foul be severe, and cannot give the opponent a chance of 2+1, because if it is only a foul, sending the opponent to the free throw line, no big deal there will be two free throws, in case one or two free throws are made, or two altogether. If all penalties are lost, then this foul is earned.
But if the opponent scores 2+1, it will not only pay a foul, but also turn the opponent's two points into three points. It is better to let the opponent score two points.
But being ruthless and being dirty are two different things.
Although the attack is ruthless and clean, this is a good foul; the attack is dirty and the intention is not right, it is despicable.
"Fucking, it's pretty ruthless to start." Wang Chengyu rubbed his wrist and walked to the free throw line. Maybe his wrist was affected. He didn't make the first free throw. He only scored the second. Only one of the two free throws was made. The score changed. At 25:26, the red team led by 1 point, with more than a minute left from the end of the first half.
The White team attacked, Qin Hao came to the front court, Zhao Xuebing came up to defend him, Qin Hao gave Wang Lei a gesture, Wang Lei came up for a pick-and-roll, Qin Hao quickly threw away Zhao Xuebing and attacked the inside.
"Stop him."
Someone yelled, and the red team players subconsciously contracted inside and pounced on Qin Hao. This was exactly what Qin Hao wanted. He flicked his hand and passed it to Jiang Feng.
Because the red team players are shrinking inside, Yuan Xiaogang is a little farther away from Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng takes the ball and shoots. His task is to score. He doesn't even need to control the position of his teammates. As long as he has a good chance, he must make a decisive shot. Extremely decisive.
In this state, the hit rate is often higher.
Huh!
The goal was scored 27:26.
In the next two rounds, neither team was able to score. There were only forty seconds left in the game. The ball was in the hands of the red team. After Zhao Xuebing came to the front court, he raised his hand to indicate the time to press and wait for 24 seconds to attack. It was almost consumed before he passed the ball to Yuan Xiaogang.
Yuan Xiaogang held the ball and confronted Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng had a cold expression and stared at Yuan Xiaogang. Yuan Xiaogang also had a serious expression and made a probing step, but Jiang Feng remained unmoved.
"Pick and roll."
Yuan Xiaogang asked for a pick-and-roll, took the opportunity to throw away Jiang Feng, and then rushed into the inside. Wang Lei let out a low roar, flew up, raised his hands up, and covered the sky, casting a shadow on Yuan Xiaogang's head.
"Damn, this guy is jumping so high." Yuan Xiaogang cursed inwardly, exerting strength in his waist and abdomen, and his body suddenly stagnated in the air for a moment. When Wang Lei began to fall, his shooting space was no longer restricted. Yuan Xiao just now lifted the ball again. At this time, he had already begun to fall and could only throw the ball hard.
Huh!
The ball is scored.
The red team players cheered.
"Huh, fortunately, good luck." Yuan Xiaogang breathed a sigh of relief. This play Wang Lei was very defensive, and he was not sure about the final shot, which was considered lucky.
"There is still time for the last offense. 27:28. We are 1 point behind." Qin Hao glanced at the time. There were 20 seconds left. He didn't intend to give his opponent time. After he got to the frontcourt, he first suppressed the time. , Gave his teammates a gesture, "Hold steady and try to score."
As long as this ball is scored, they can take the lead into the second half.
Time is passing. After ten seconds are left, Qin Hao starts to act. Jiang Feng is still being taken care of. Yuan Xiaogang is in front of him and Wang Chengyu is beside him. Give Jiang Feng a chance to play one-on-one.
Wang Lei was inside, Xu Kailai and Zheng Haifeng were scattered on both sides.
Seeing that Jiang Feng had no chance, Qin Hao chose to break through, facing Zhao Xuebing's defense, a sudden change of direction, Zhao Xuebing immediately moved, retreating half a step, and blocked Qin Hao's breakthrough route, sneered in his heart: "I can defend you, I`m not Huang Xudong, I thought it was not so easy."
The next moment, Zhao Xuebing's expression changed.