In these two attacks, Qin Hao did not actually intend to stimulate Qu Yan, it was just to show his ability to break through, and to make the fourth-middle players feel threatened in order to create fouls.
If your breakthrough is not threatening, why does the opponent have to fight for fouls to stop you?
However, Qin Hao was surprised by the good effect. The eyes of the fourth middle school players looked at him was obviously different, and Qu Yan looked a little emotional.
Qin Hao didn't know that Qu Yan had a problem with pretending to be cool. It didn't matter if he himself pretended to be cool, but he couldn't bear other people's pretending to be cool, let alone stepping on him.
"Give me the ball." After Qu Yan came to the front court, he immediately asked for the ball. When his teammates passed the ball, he would go back and play singles, but it was a pity that Fu Qiang was behind him. If it were Qin Hao, it would be perfect.
Fu Qiang was full of bitterness at the moment, and he realized Wang Lei's depression. No, he was more depressed than Wang Lei. Wang Lei only suffered from skills, experience, and height. He didn't suffer from strength, bounce, and explosive power. However, Fu Qiang did not suffer. Either way, there is no defense at all, only being hanged and beaten.
I saw Qu Yan walking inside against Fu Qiang, and Fu Qiang gritted his teeth, but he was helpless.
At this moment, Qin Hao rushed over to help Fu Qiang defend, and the two attacked Qu Yan.
"Good job."
As soon as Qin Hao came to help defend, Qu Yan was not worried but was happy, turned around one and a half times, from the back basket to the face frame, and then hugged the ball and took three steps. Fu Qiang was left behind, but Qin Hao didn't. , But he was not tall enough, and his physical resistance was not as good as Qu Yan, so Qu Yan scored easily.
Huh!
Qu Yan scored a layup and the score became 17:10.
"Roar." Qu Yan shouted at Qin Hao, drumming his biceps.
However, instead of seeing that. Qin Hao didn't look depressed, he smiled brightly at him, just like before, but that smile seemed a bit awkward in Qu Yan's eyes, which greatly reduced his pleasure after scoring a goal.
Seven middle school counterattack.
When Qin Hao came to the front court, Zhou Hongyuan didn't dare to underestimate him, but he didn't get close. After all, Qin Hao is fast but short in height. What needs to be guarded against is his breakthrough rather than shooting. There is no need to get close.
Upon seeing this, Qin Hao smiled secretly, thinking that he would be able to prevent his breakthrough, his thinking is too simple.
At the next moment, Qin Hao started, and didn't ask for a pick-and-roll. It was just an acceleration. He broke through from the right side. The speed was very fast. Zhou Hongyuan's eyelids jumped and he quickly moved to the left. But at the moment he moved, Qin Hao changed direction, the basketball changed from right hand to left hand, and a crossover came!
"Damn it." Zhou Hongyuan cursed secretly, trying to adjust his focus, but it was too late.
This change was very fast, and the timing was just right. Zhou Hongyuan was completely deceived. Qin Hao passed him from the left and attacked the inside line, once again being stared at by Qu Yan.
Qu Yan waited for Qin Hao to come in, and gave him a cover to let him know how good he was. Seeing Qin Hao rushing in, he couldn't help grinning, his cat was lying on his waist, as if he was watching a prey, and he would explode a fatal blow at any time. The cheetah stared at Qin Hao's body.
"Come." Qu Yan growled in his heart.
Seeing that Qin Hao had reached the basket, hugged the ball, bent his knees, and was about to jump to the layup. Qu Yan subconsciously jumped up and waved his hands to give Qin Hao a big hat.
As a result, Qu Yan jumped up to discover that Qin Hao hadn't jumped, and couldn't help crying "bad".
"Heh, just waiting for you to jump." Qin Hao smiled secretly, and waited until Qu Yan jumped up before he took off, deliberately leaning on Qu Yan.
Sure enough, the referee's whistle sounded immediately, and Qin Hao's goal had been achieved, but he still struggled to throw the basketball onto the hoop, but it was a pity that he didn't make it.
Qin Hao landed, looked at Qu Yan, and secretly said, "This guy is really tall, otherwise this ball can be a 2+1", then he was relieved, what does it matter, he is growing his body, and he has been growing up in the past two months. The length of the foot is close to 5 cm, and it will be more than 1.8 meters in half a year. By then, height will no longer be a disadvantage.
Even if the height is not enough now, can Qu Yan be able to block him?
"He's cunning, this kid is really wicked." Qu Yan watched Qin Hao walk to the free throw line with a constipated expression. Thinking back to the two or three shots just now, there is always a feeling of being tricked by Qin Hao.
Could it be that this kid had planned it right from the beginning, the first two goals were just to show his strength, this third goal is his ultimate goal- to make him foul?
Suddenly, Qu Yan woke up, as if he had already carried two fouls on his back!
Jiang Feng made one before, but now Qin Hao has one. Qu Yan has fouled twice before the first quarter, which is not a good sign.
Huh!
The sound of a basketball hole piercing the net came. Qu Yan saw Qin Hao pat the ball and made a second free throw. The standard of action was like a textbook. With a flick of his wrist, the basketball hit the net.
Qu Yan's expression changed. Qin Hao's shooting movements were very standard, and he was not mediocre. Then why did he attack three times in a row after he came up, all of which were breakthroughs?
If it is not for fouling him.
This further verified Qu Yan's conjecture, but he didn't know that Qin Hao's shooting was actually not stable. Although the standard of action was textbook, but the time available for training was too short, it was still far away.
In the next few rounds, Qu Yan suppressed his anger. In order to avoid fouls, he deliberately conserves his movements. Qin Hao attacked the inside and tried to make a foul without success, but Qu Yan's conservative actions gave Qin Hao a chance to score. He hit the inside twice, one shot missed, one scored, for a moment, he even scored 8 points with a penalty.
Qu Yan is not the only one who is depressed, Zhou Hongyuan on the outside is even more depressed.
He saw that Qin Hao was only a meter and seven meters before, and he was still a little contemptuous, but who knew that after a few minutes, Qin Hao would crush him if he wanted to crush him. The speed was too fast, and the timing was too accurate. Zhou Hongyuan tried his best and was stunned. Unable to prevent Qin Hao's breakthrough, Qin Hao followed him through the early morning road without any effort.
"Request a timeout."
The coach of the Fourth Middle School looked gloomy and had to call a timeout.
At this time, there was more than one minute left in the first quarter, the score was 21:20, and the fourth middle school was only 1 point ahead, and the seventh middle school chased by 5 points in a few minutes.
"Qu Yan, what's the matter with you?" The fourth middle school coach glared at Qu Yan, "The kid breaks through but you watch him make a layup ,go up to block the shot."
"Coach." Qu Yan said bitterly: "I have fouled twice."
The coach of the fourth middle school is angry and said "You are not a rookie. What happened to the two fouls? It's too early to graduate from the sixth foul. Just pay attention to the action, not foul easily, and it won't be a passive defense."
He didn't know Qu Yan's inner depression. In the past few minutes, Qin Hao's performance, coupled with Zuo Xiaojun's previous reminder, made him deeply jealous of Qin Hao. At this time, looking at the coach's unhappy expression, he is angry, But there is no way to defend, just staring at Zhou Hongyuan, quietly saying "How can you let him break through so easily?"
Zhou Hongyuan smiled bitterly and said silently: "I don't want to, that kid is too cunning."