The second middle school, basketball hall.
The first quarter has not passed, but the fourth middle school has already gained the upper hand. The seventh middle school students in the audience are all sweating for their school, and the little fat man Peng Jun is even more nervous. He gave Qin Hao a good meal before. But he really didn't know what to do. After all, Qin Hao was a little too short, and it was too far behind Qu Yan and Lu Xing.
You know, basketball is a sport for tall people!
At this moment, the little fat man stared at Qin Hao without blinking and saw Qin Hao making a gesture. Guo Kai stepped forward to give him a pick-and-roll. Qin Hao suddenly accelerated, almost instantly leaving the fourth center defender Zhou Hongyuan away.
"So fast." The little fat man exclaimed.
Not just him, everyone was shocked. Qin Hao's speed was so fast that Zhou Hongyuan was thrown away in an instant. Even the fourth-middle players on the court had a heartbeat. Qu Yan kept staring at Qin Hao. He was somewhat psychologically prepared, but when he was just preparing to step forward and delay, he realized that it was too late.
Qu Yanxin yelled "not good", before he had time to react. Qin Hao stared at the hoop, threw the ball out, the basketball rebounded on the backboard and fell into the net.
"Good shot." The little fat man reacted the fastest, slapped his classmates on the thighs again, and exclaimed excitedly: "See that, that's my brother Qin Hao. He will do his best as soon as he gets up."
The classmate next to him couldn't help but squint, and moved aside, thinking that this little fat guy would hit me every time.
Others were speechless for a while, secretly cursing the fat man shamelessly, who just now said that he was "at the same table", and now he became "my brother".
Sure enough, this guy has a big face and thick skin!
On the court, Guo Kai and Yuan Xiaogang of the Seventh Middle School stepped forward and high-five Qin Hao. Jiang Feng nodded to Qin Hao, Qin Hao smiled back and glanced at the fourth middle player's before quickly retreating.
"This guy is so fast." Zhou Hongyuan narrowed his eyes, his eyes gleaming with cold light.
"Sure enough." Qu Yan secretly said, glanced at Zuo Xiaojun in the audience, and then stopped Zhou Hongyuan, "Don't take it lightly, that kid is fast and very cunning."
Zhou Hongyuan was taken aback. I saw his fast speed. What's the point of being cunning?
The fourth middle school counterattack.
After the ball arrived in the frontcourt, it was given to Qu Yan's hands, allowing Qu Yan to play Fu Qiang in singles. As expected, Fu Qiang couldn't stop him. His physical fitness was much worse than Wang Lei's, and his strength was at a disadvantage. Yuan Xiaogang was helpless and could only go up to help defense, while Qu Yan quickly divided the ball, passed it to the outside, and gave it to Zheng Quan who had just come up. Zheng Quan took the ball and made a three-pointer without any hesitation.
"Swish.." He hit a three-pointer.
Qin Hao frowned and said to Yuan Xiaogang, "Pay attention later. The ball just now should be a fixed tactic of the opponent. Qu Yan attracted the defense and gave Zheng Quan a three-pointer."
Yuan Xiaogang nodded, and he also remembered that when the coach introduced the players of the Fourth Middle School, he said that Zheng Quan is a three-point shooter and the others are mediocre.
But, who will help Fu Qiang to defend?
"I'll come." Qin Hao said, "I'll help him defend him later."
"Okay." Yuan Xiaogang's eyes lit up, "You are faster than me, and you can quickly return to the defensive position after assisting the defense. It is indeed more suitable than me."
Qin Hao just smiled and didn't explain. He is fast enough, but his height is a weakness, and the defensive effect is definitely not as good as Yuan Xiaogang.
At this time the score became 15:8, but the point difference was widened by one point.
Qin Hao came to the front court and asked for a pick-and-roll first. Qu Yan learned well now. Knowing that Qin Hao is fast, he stepped forward when he saw Guo Kai go up the pick-and-roll, and set his position in advance to delay Qin Hao.
But at this moment, Qin Hao walked to the right, but Guo Kai's screen went smoothly. Qu Yan frowned, hesitating whether to return to the inside and beware of Guo Kai's empty cut.
At the moment he hesitated, Qin Hao suddenly started.
Whoosh!
Qin Hao's speed was astonishing, and he rushed straight inside. Zhou Hongyuan, who had just bypassed Guo Kai and was about to pursue Qin Hao, subconsciously stretched out his hand, but he caught a gap and didn't even get a foul.
At the same time, Qin Hao had already rushed into the three-second zone and jumped up to meet Qu Yan.
"Huh, looking for death!" Qu Yan was furious. You, a one-meter-seven inches , dare to face me for a layup. You made a shot but it was a floater, or you think I can't lift the knife after only a few minutes of playing?
"Oh, Qin Hao is too reckless, Qu Yan is inside!"
"His impulsive! Going inside to challenge Qu Yan with his height, isn't this a risk?"
Many people in the audience lamented, thinking that Qin Hao was too impulsive in this shot. His height was 20 centimeters away. How can you make a shot?
However, the next moment, people couldn't help but have their eyes widened. They saw Qin Hao jumping up to meet Qu Yan, and Qu Yan also jumped up, holding his hands up, as big as a fan, covering the sky and the sun, completely sealing Qin Hao's shot space. Apart from being blocked, Qin Hao really didn't seem to have any other results. But at this moment, Qin Hao suddenly curled up and retracted the ball he had lifted. He stopped in the air strangely, as if time had stopped.
"What?" Qu Yan was also taken aback. He himself had already begun to fall, but Qin Hao finally opened his curled body and raised the basketball again.
At this moment, there is finally room for action.
Qin Hao's body was also falling, but his eyes were incredibly bright, staring straight at the basket, and shooting the basketball with both hands...
Huh!
A soft sound, like a natural sound.
"Wow..."
The audience was in an uproar.
The students in the audience were stunned, even the little fat man forgot to brag, a pair of small eyes stared to the limit (although they were still small), looked at Qin Hao in disbelief, before thinking of how to describe it for a while, yelled : "Fuck-slot!"
The people next to him looked sideways. The student who had been slapped two times in the thighs by the little fat man saw that little fat man didn't hit him this time.
The excitement of the players was ignited in the rest area of the seventh middle. They jumped up and cheered loudly. You must know that Qin Hao was only a meter and a half, but he dared to challenge Qu Yan and succeeded.
"Great."
"This speed, this stagnation, tsk tsk..."
People were amazed, the look in Qin Hao's eyes was different.
They saw that Qin Hao was only one meter and seven meters before, but they unconsciously despised it, but when the two player's came down, everyone's impressions changed.
It turned out to be just over one meter and seven meters away.
Qu Yan's face was ugly, he did not like being background board by others, and being put in a poster. This was uncomfortable. He looked at Qin Hao coldly and said, "I will definitely block you next time."
Perceiving the look in Qu Yan's eyes, Qin Hao grinned and revealed a bright smile. The smile was extremely sincere, but Qu Yan's face was clearly ugly, and Qin Hao was even more happy when he saw it.
Is he heating up?
It's okay to get up. It's only when you get up can we foul you.