Now, it's time to make a decision.

Instead of letting them score freely, it is better to let them know what area-marking defense is!

A cold light flashed in Shang Lin's eyes, his hands were horn-shaped, and then he shouted loudly. Yan Yufeng turned his head and looked at the head coach.

Shang Lin raised his hand and gave a thumbs up.

Yan Yufeng laughed, then turned around and raised his thumb to his teammate.

It was still the same defense. This time, Beiyang began to attack without a glance.

The ball was guided, interspersed, and after the pass and reception of the Beiyang Expressway, the atmosphere seemed to have infected the defensive attitude of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School. Che Jin and others began to run a large range, but they always spared the inside line intentionally or unintentionally.

Gao Yuan had a sharp-eyed eye and could no longer help it. After receiving Ye Changfeng's pass, he flashed and rushed in.

The inside line, which seemed unguarded, suddenly turned into two insurmountable mountains in front of the plateau in the left and right of Wang Zhen and Lin Yi. The plateau shouted, forced three steps, and walked sideways along the pace, avoiding the two of them. A strange-looking side-running shot barely shot the ball. The ball hit the basket and flew to the other side, and was immediately grabbed by Che Jin.

Before Che Jin could fall, he passed the ball directly in the air with his good body, waist and abdomen strength.

Huang Yan caught the ball, ran only two steps, and passed the ball forward again. Tian Guang quickly arrived and rushed to the front court after receiving the ball.

After being paralyzed by Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School for three rounds, all Beiyang No. 12 Middle School were slow to react until Huang Yan passed the ball out, and it was discovered that Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School had actually started a fast attack again. It was impossible to speed up and return to defense at this time.

38 to 39.

Three minutes into the third quarter, Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School finally caught the score back.

Shang Lin turned his hand angrily, it was inexplicable that he could do this.

Just now, Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School's inside short line was clearly a weak trap. What you wait for is that you rashly advance, then continue to attack, causing you to make mistakes, then control the rebound, and launch a quick attack.

This is one of the simplest and easiest traps to see in professional basketball games. Unexpectedly, his players did not see it, which really gave Shang Lin a headache.

Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School is even more difficult to deal with than I thought, because they have a very cunning coach.

Thinking of this, Shang Lin glanced at Hua Jun in the distance again, and felt annoyed in his heart.

OK, I will give you a smug first this time. I, Shang Lin, will never let you suffer this loss.

Shang Lin only now knew clearly how serious the consequences of insufficient reconnaissance before the game were. If there were several videos of the opponent's game, he would not come to the scene to think of countermeasures now. It would be damn!

Shang Lin had no choice but to ask for instructions. Amid the whistle, the atmosphere in the whole audience had become very sparse. He thought that the third quarter would be another big show, but he didn't expect that it would become so many and boring. A wonderful shot never appeared. Both teams were playing a game without rest, like dead people without anger.

The atmosphere in the private room was also dull. Lu Di yawned boredly, stretched out his feet, and said depressedly: "Why did the two teams look like this?"

"The good show is behind!" Hu Weidong said lightly, but stunned Lu Di.

"The good show is behind?" Lu Di said to himself in confusion.

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"Reduce your defense range, pay attention to assisting defense. You can go up and down, and you can go up and up the pillar. Okay, you must remember that although we want to narrow down the defense range, we must pay attention to the three-pointer of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School." Shang Lin squatted on the ground, saying quickly, while drawing the defensive area of ​​each person on the tactical board.

It is helpless to replace Ouyang Shangzhi. Since the opponent has clearly set his height and defends for joint defense, Ouyang Shangzhi's role has dropped to the lowest point. It would be too stupid to persist.

"Coach, who is the three-pointer of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School?" Xiang Jie suddenly asked.

Shang Lin was stunned for a while, thinking for a few seconds, but before he got the answer he thought, he had to say helplessly: "This is the price you must pay."

The whole team was silent and did not conduct pre-match reconnaissance, and now they can only wait for the enemy to be exposed.

Alas ```````, I don’t know how much difference it takes to exchange for the opponent’s exposure.

"Okay, let's go!" Shang Lin's eyes were wandering on the silent Ye Changfeng, his mouth moved, but in the end he didn't say anything, waved his hand and signaled to go on stage.

Yan Yufeng and Ye Changfeng stepped into the field together. The former suddenly touched Ye Changfeng and said in a deep voice: "If you don't wake up, we will be finished!"

Ye Changfeng shook and looked up at him.

Yan Yufeng did not look at him, but stayed on the car that had already entered the field and said, "The other party clearly underestimated your three-point ability, why are you shameless and brave?"

Ye Changfeng lowered his head, and he didn't know why he had lost his shot.

Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School still uses joint defense positions. Although it seems that the direction of breakthrough is the direction of breakthrough, I don’t know how many traps there exist. Even Yan Yufeng has become cautious. Now, every mistake will be fatal.

The ball was patient on the outside, and it could even be said to be helpless. After receiving the ball twice, Ye Changfeng still did not take action and passed the ball to Yan Yufeng again.

Yan Yufeng glared at Ye Changfeng angrily, grabbed the ball with one hand, half-bowed it down, and then made another gesture, and immediately pulled the whole line away. Yan Yufeng looked at Che Jin in front of him and said in his heart: Damn it! I don’t care about any traps here, just use it on me if I have the ability!

Che Jin seemed to feel Yan Yufeng's momentum suddenly increased. He realized that this guy seemed to be fighting one-on-one again. He sneered, took a step back, and then signaled the team members to pay attention to maintaining the formation.

Xiang Jie suddenly ran from the bottom line. Lin Yi behind him saw that he was not good at all. He knew that No. 10 was going to be a pick-and-roll, so he shouted and chased after him.

Xiang Jie's unauthorized claim made Yan Yufeng feel stunned, but Xiang Jie had already rushed over. Yan Yufeng took a look and saw a cunning divine light. His heart moved and he rushed towards the side where Xiang Jie blocked Che Jin.

Che Jin angrily broke free from the entanglement of No. 10 and shouted loudly: "Ayi, please wait!"

Yan Yufeng, who took the first step, became more confident. When he saw the huge figure of No. 7 rushing towards him, he slapped the ball with his left hand and hit the ground with his right hand, and caught it with him. At the same time, a beautiful dribble in place horizontally, barely flashed through Lin Yi's body. Yan Yufeng did not stop, and reached out with his right hand to drive the ball forward. The orange basketball broke away from his control and landed on the ground and bounced forward.

Wang Zhen finally rushed over, Che Jin's scream was right behind him, and Lin Yi had turned around beside him, and Yan Yufeng was immediately in a difficult situation of attacking from three sides.

Yan Yufeng took another step forward, caught the ball with both hands, and suddenly stopped, squatting with his feet and shaking his wrists lightly, and the ball passed through Wang Zhen's armpit.

No one noticed the direction of the ball, and everyone's attention was focused on Yan Yufeng, but they did not see Xiang Jie, who was covering Yan Yufeng, rushing into the inside line quietly.

Receive the ball, get up, pick the ball with one hand, and walk in.

41 to 38.

Yan Yufeng shouted and hugged Xiang Jie happily. This was the first point Xiang Jie got, but it was also the first point he scored in the inside in this game.

The two of them retreated together, and Yan Yufeng slapped Xiang Jie's stretched out hand fiercely. The latter's eyes flashed, completely excited.

"Come on, let's recreate what is the best cooperation!" Xiang Jie shouted loudly.

Yan Yufeng nodded heavily. When Ye Changfeng lost his confidence in shooting and lost his biggest sling, the person who joined the school team with him and once had grudges but often had a glimpse of his inspiration in the game finally stood up.

"Come on, let them see what the power of the two heroes in Beiyang is!" Yan Yufeng shouted vigorously with Xiang Jie.

Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School once again played with a strong inside line. As soon as Lin Yi got the ball, Gao Yuan immediately posted it over. Shang Lin stood on the sidelines and directed loudly: "Top, top it up, don't let him pass the ball!"

Lin Yi tried hard to squeeze out Xiang Jie, who was tall, and jumped up and passed the ball out.

Tian Guang took a step forward, just stepped on the side of the three-point line, steadily caught the ball, and looked at the plateau that was quickly recovering, and got up and shot without hesitation.

"Dang!" The ball didn't even touch the basket, and fell directly on the rebound and fell down.

Yan Yufeng's eyes narrowed. Could this No. 33 is the opponent's three-pointer?

Tian Guang did not regret it, but just threw down his right hand and immediately retreated and left.

Yan Yufeng dribbled the ball quickly and rushed to the front court for a fast attack. Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School was not careless this time, and watched his route and steadily nailed Yan Yufeng to the control range.

Yan Yufeng took a quick look and found that only Ye Changfeng and he were near the three-point line. One of them shook his hand and passed the ball to him.

Ye Changfeng caught the ball in a panic, but stopped in place. He looked at No. 11, which had been quickly filled, and hesitated for a moment whether to shoot or break through.

With just a slight pause, Tian Guang had already entered the range position. Ye Changfeng could not do anything, so he could only pass the ball to the plateau that quickly followed up.

Shang Lin on the sidelines snorted loudly, his face full of anger, and called out Wang Zhiquan, saying, "Swap Changfeng."

Wang Zhiquan said oh, stood up, walked towards the rostrum, preparing to replace people.

The plateau also discovered Ye Changfeng's abnormality, but without saying much, he passed the ball to Yan Yufeng again.

Xiang Jie covered up as scheduled. Lin Yi was not fooled this time. He and Che Jin instantly changed positions and made a backup defense. But what puzzled them was that No. 10 actually rushed to No. 8, took the ball, and then he was sure of his body, handed the ball back to Yan Yufeng, and then made a pick-and-roll in a virtual position.

Yan Yufeng got the ball again, and under the cover of Xiang Jie, he got up and made a shooting move.

Lin Yi and Che Jin, who had No. 10 in the middle, saw this and gave up Xiang Jie at the same time, and rushed forward, preparing to have a double-person cover.

Yan Yufeng's straight body suddenly shrank again, and he shortened his body and hit the ball straight on the floor, passing the ball out from Che Jin and Lin Yi.

Xiang Jie, who was completely unprevented, caught the ball sideways and then strode into the basket with the ball.

Wang Zhen was not panicked, and slowly moved his pace while examining the movements around him.

Xiang Jie rushed up directly and had already started three steps. Wang Zhen knew that he could not wait anymore. Seeing that Tian Guang had quickly returned to the inside and performed side defense, he finally gave up the basket and rushed up.

Xiang Jie, who had already taken the second step, drove the ball horizontally again. This move immediately scared Wang Zhen to death. He glanced at him and saw that No. 8 was faster than Che Jin and Lin Yi and appeared on the left side of the unguarded basket.

The ball has arrived. Yan Yufeng looked in front of him, and a sneer appeared on his face. This was a cruel smile that the beast would rush to the prey. He almost caught the ball under the basket, then took a step forward, then rushed forward, and his feet rubbed directly on the ground. He picked up the basketball with his right hand and started the reverse wheel from his waist. When he jumped to the highest point, Yan Yufeng shouted!

The basketball was lifted, a beautiful face-to-face windmill, and dunked the ball into the basket.

Shang Lin, who witnessed the entire goal process, raised his arms, and at the same time, the audience finally burst into cheers that had not appeared for a long time.

Yan Yufeng and Xiang Jie used a beautiful pick-and-roll with a very fast and extremely efficient pass, scoring two more points again, once again widening the score to a 5-point gap.

This is an excellent tactical cooperation with personal physical fitness. Yan Yufeng's dunk really convinced Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School.

43 to 38.

Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School still followed the tactics and faithfully executed it. The ball fell to the outside line again, and Che Jin grabbed the ball.

Yan Yufeng rushed out, but unexpectedly saw Che Jin jumping up.

Three-pointer! Standard three-pointer long shot.

The ball was very fast, just like the speed of Che Jin running. Yan Yufeng had not even heard the sighs of the audience before he even went back.

Shang Lin's eyes followed the sound of the ball passing through the Nets, and it lit up.

Che Jin's jump shot just now was quite skillful. From catching the ball to getting up and taking action, all the movements were completed in one go, and he was fully capable of the shooter's true nature.
To be continued...