"It's okay, coach, what do you mean?" Yan Yufeng smiled.

"Can you still persevere?" Wang Xuechao's first words made others feel confused.

"Yes! After a while, I can finish the game!" Yan Yufeng naturally understood what the coach was saying, and his expression became serious and said affirmatively.

"Tell me, do you have confidence in victory?" Wang Xuechao's eyes began to sharpen, staring at Yan Yufeng's eyes, hoping to see something.

Yan Yufeng smiled slightly, showed a smile that completely reassuring Wang Xuechao, and said softly: "Actually, I already had a countermeasure at the end of the third, but it was not the time to use it at that time, but after a while, it would be different!"

"Countermeasure?" Wang Xuechao said in surprise.

Yan Yufeng actually saw the weakness of No. 2 Middle School, the weakness of No. 2 Middle School, Zongheng Beiyang for the past three years?

How many coaches of the detachment are thinking about how to use the powerful attacks and suffocating defense of the opponent No. 2 Middle School. Unexpectedly, they are now seen through by a 16-year-old boy?

Is this possible?

Yan Yufeng looked at Wang Xuechao's surprise and suspicion in his eyes, smiled and continued, "Coach, look!" After saying that, he pointed at the second middle school formation that was defending, and walked: "I found that in the area of ​​the 45-degree angle to the bottom line on the right, the connection between center Fang Tao and small forward Tong Shan will always be inadvertently freed.

This was originally the central area where three people defended each other. When Tang Chaohui existed in the past, this central area was very stable when fighting position wars, but now Tang Chaohui is no longer there. Shen Sheng, who replaced him, obviously had a tacit understanding in the connection and defense with Tong Shan and Fang Tao.

It immediately caused a very big flaw.

Just like a typhoon zone, the area on the right 34 degrees to the bottom line becomes the center of the typhoon.

A safe area with calm waves.

There was a blind spot that was completely unprepared!" Yan Yufeng said this, and an excited look flashed in his eyes. Looking at the calm coach, he said affirmatively: "Only I can catch this blind spot. In a short period of time, I won the scores over a few rounds, and No. 2 Middle School will be finished!"

Wang Xuechao's breathing began to become rapid, and the expression on his face also went from surprise to joy, from joy to ecstasy, because he did not laugh out loud because he was a coach.

"Yan Yufeng, you're doing well!" Wang Xuechao grabbed Yan Yufeng's hand desperately and said excitedly.

"Haha, it's nothing. If it weren't for Tang Chaohui's fate, I wouldn't see this flaw, because it wasn't a flaw at all, but it was revealed because of his fate!" Yan Yufeng said seriously.

"Yeah, but it's amazing that you can see this flaw so quickly! Yan Yufeng! Why do you always surprise me?" Wang Xuechao finally said what he had been thinking in his heart.

This is a big treasure!

Basketball's big baby!

"Haha`````!" Yan Yufeng smiled, but was immediately interrupted by the audience's sighs. He looked up at the situation on the field. Mo Feng was running out of the basket excitedly, and immediately a few players from No. 2 Middle School ran up to congratulate him.

I couldn't help but look up at the scoreboard, my heart tightened.

57 to 70.

There is a 13-point gap.

Wang Xue's happy expression immediately became gloomy again. He looked at Xiang Jie who was still resting desperately, his eyes flashing.

"It's not the time yet. If you implement this tactic too early, you will be seen through by the coaches of No. 2 Middle School and you cannot give them a chance to make up for it!" Yan Yufeng said firmly.

Wang Xuechao's expression finally calmed down, sat on the chair, and began to think.

It's up to you!

You must catch up with the score, and you can’t get any further points!

Yan Yufeng shouted in his heart.

The audience's shouts began to become sparse, and many people began to think that the challenge of Twelve Middle School failed!

Fang Xiang smashed the seat with hatred and vented dissatisfaction about the fact that the coach of No. 12 Middle School wanted to replace his idol. And the monkey and the piglet were no longer able to lie on the seat and looked at the stadium helplessly.

Sun Ming was thinking because he saw Yan Yufeng and the coach sitting quietly on the rest seat, especially Yan Yufeng, he was very calm.

This is abnormal!

According to Yan Yufeng's personality, he would not give up like this, something must have happened.

Right! That's right!

There is still a backpack at the 12th Middle School.

Yan Yufeng must have hidden something!

Sun Ming began to get excited, sitting in his position, shaking back and forth unstoppable.

"What are you doing?" Fang Xiang saw Sun Ming's appearance, sat up and asked, "You seem to be very excited?"

"Damn, I'm very excited because I understand!" Sun Ming said proudly.

"What did you understand?" Fang Xiang was a little confused.

"You just watch the game with your heart. When Yan Yufeng comes on the court, you will know what is going to happen!" Sun Ming pulled Fang Xiang, who was lying in the seat without energy.

"Really or false?" Fang Xiang looked disbelieving.

"Wait patiently!" Sun Ming said with confidence.

Songzi was a little anxious, but not yet completely depressed. For some reason, when he saw Yan Yufeng sitting quietly on the rest mat, he felt as if he had a reassurance.

He will definitely take action, I firmly believe it!

Cao Hui was also thinking. He looked fat and was sitting in his seat, holding his head with one hand and looking at the field sideways. It was a bit funny, but from his eyes, you could find that the eyes that should have been turbid are now shining with light.

There must be something here, otherwise the coach of No. 12 Middle School and No. 8 would not sit there so calmly, and the score gap has reached 13 points. What tricks will they have?

This is really exciting.

Cao Hui's fat face shook a few times, probably because he smiled?

All the answers were at that time when the 8th was on stage.

Give me a beautiful game and I began to believe in miracles.

Cao Hui thought to himself.

After a timeout, Wang Xuechao further made tactical adjustments. While increasing the position defense, he also instructed Zhai Yong to increase the defense against Su Wu.

The game continues.

After the timeout, the players on the 12th Middle School began to desperately consume their physical fitness. This was indeed effective. Under the crazy resistance and the persuasion of everyone, the score was never pulled apart again.

The 13-point gap has been maintained.

Time flies in a minute and a disappointing atmosphere, and the game reaches the last five minutes.

Long Dahai walked back and forth uneasyly. Although the team still had an advantage of 13 points, the uneasy mood was still swaying in his body. It was already a 13-point gap, and it was impossible for the 12th Middle School to come up with any tricks.

What are you worried about?

The heart of the void echoes with his own problems.

No one told him!

Uneasy, uneasy, uneasy!

Crazy uneasiness!

Qin Zheng was also restless, his eyes were spinning on the rest table of the 12th Middle School from time to time, and cold sweat began to appear on his forehead.

how so?

Did you make a mistake in your estimate? Is it really going to give up the competition at No. 12 Middle School?

It is impossible. Looking at the calm expression of No. 8 and Wang Xuechao's still calm face, Qin Zheng began to feel uneasy.

What exactly do they want to do? What are they confident?

What makes them so calm!

Bastard! Why didn't I see it????

What exactly is it?

Qin Zheng began to fall into crazy self-thinking.

A cold light flashed in Cao Hui's eyes.

"It's time!" Cao Hui called.

Generally, when the game is in the last five minutes, the team behind will start a crazy counterattack, because if you wait any longer, you will lose this last glimmer of hope of winning.

Therefore, it will be the last five minutes to see if a team gives up.

Yan Yufeng stood up slowly.

The mastiff meat on Cao Hui's face trembled suddenly, and a happy gaze appeared in his eyes.

After seeing the lonely light in Long Dahai's eyes, he happened to see Yan Yufeng standing up, and his heart trembled suddenly, and it was cold!

Finally, I'm going to take action!

Bastard, you really have hidden one thing?

Long Dahai's eyes burst out not only anger, but also his inner wave and panic about victory.

Qin Zheng also saw Yan Yufeng standing up, and there was a golden light in front of him.

Really hidden?

What is it?
To be continued...