Campus Basketball Storm (Part 3)

Chapter 82: King of Sagittarius

Su Zhicheng stood there, motionless, his expression was always as calm as he was, and his calm expression was. Hu Xin next to him looked at him worriedly, and looked at the scene with a terrible look. After a while, he finally sighed.

He didn't know what Su Zhicheng was thinking. Except for the strange expression he showed when he was just intercepted by the No. 10 intercepted the ball and dunked, in these few minutes, even if the situation on the court changed greatly, he looked expressionless. As a partner who had been working with him for a long time, Hu Xin suddenly couldn't see him in front of him clearly.

With only three minutes left before the first quarter, Beiyang No. 12 Middle School suddenly launched wave after wave of offensive under the leadership of No. 10. During this period, it was like everyone in Beiyang No. 12 Middle School was like a long-distance runner coming to the finish line, suddenly accelerating, defending frantically, and assisting with defense without any physical strength. It was not like the team that desperately contracted its position and was just defending!

Su Zhicheng smiled coldly, cursing his underestimation, but thought disdainfully: If you think you want to defeat me with this strength, then you really underestimate me and yourself!

He glanced at Shang Lin, who was parallel to him and far away, and a wave appeared on the corner of Su Zhicheng's mouth and his eyes became cold.

Let you succeed in this section. In the next section, I want you to see the true strength of Mingde Middle School!

Wait! Beiyang!

"Beep!" The referee blew the whistle at the end of the first quarter. Mingde Middle School, as the attacker, obviously didn't remember it. After hearing the whistle, he was shocked. Zhang Li, who was holding the ball, subconsciously glanced at the coach and just caught the pain that the coach flashed by.

Su Zhicheng sighed. This is still a team that has not been fully formed. There are still too many places where they need to exercise.

But it was nothing. For me, this team had already satisfied me. I waved my hand and the whole team surrounded me.

Looking at the team member who lowered his head and was breathing and sweating profusely, Su Zhicheng's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Tell me, what were you doing in those ten minutes just now?"

“````````````````````.” No one answered.

"Okay! Since I didn't dare to answer, I had to name it! Xiao Yunfei!" Su Zhicheng suddenly said sternly.

"At! Coach!" Xiao Yunfei took a step forward and shouted without hesitation.

Looking at the sweaty face of his beloved disciple, Su Zhicheng's expression still did not change, and he asked: "As a captain, how do you explain to the fact that someone was leading three points in the first quarter?"

"No explanation!" Xiao Yunfei's answer was very straightforward.

Su Zhicheng snorted coldly, but was not even more angry at this very straightforward answer. Instead, he picked up the tactical map, raised it in front of the whole team, and said, "What is this?"

"`````````````." No one answered.

"This is a tactic, this is a tactic that a coach racked his brains to win! But if a perfect tactic allows a group of soldiers who are unconscious, mindless, and courage to implement it, then what is the use of this tactic? Well? Who can answer me?" Su Zhicheng shook his hand and threw the tactical board to the ground, making a loud noise.

This time, no one dared to speak, and even Xiao Yunfei subconsciously moved backwards.

Su Zhicheng wiped his face with his hand, calmed down his emotions, and said, "I need a group of calm and confident soldiers, not cowards who are afraid of being in heavy rain! Sorry, I don't want to describe you like this, but ask the players sitting off the field. Your performance really makes me think like this!"

Xiao Yunfei and five other players on the field, the starting five tigers from Changsha Mingde Middle School, were very blue and white when the coach scolded him.

"The second quarter is when you prove it to me. Squat down and listen carefully to every word I say now!" Su Zhicheng squatted down, took a brand new tactical board from Hu Xin's hand, picked up a thick colored pen, and drew on the picture: "In the second quarter, we will perform C tactics, pull the inside and try to attract the opponent on the outside, Yun Fei, Pan Hai, Zhang Li, you must insist on shooting at a fixed point. As long as the three of them get the ball, the others must perform a compound pick-and-roll. Yun Fei, you must be the first attack point. As soon as the opportunity comes out, take action immediately. Don't hesitate!" Su Zhicheng raised his head and stared at Xiao Yunfei and said fiercely.

"I understand! Coach!" Xiao Yunfei replied simply.

It can be said that the C tactic was designed for him. According to his offensive characteristics, the coach specially designed a set of cover tactics. With the help of several people, he performed a compound pick-and-roll, whether it is real or virtual, and used three-pointers to quickly open the score in a short period of time and completely destroy the opponent's confidence in victory.

"When conditions permit, you must repeatedly implement the B tactics and carry out several basket attacks, so that the opponent cannot figure out where your real attack tactics are and how to transform them. Yun Fei will command the changes according to the form on the field. Also, Zhang Li, as an organizational guard, your performance in the first quarter is really bad. Let go, take out your speed and physical strength, and drag No. 7!" Su Zhicheng's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"I understand! Coach!" Zhang Li's fighting spirit and ruthlessness were immediately aroused. That number 7 really made him feel very uncomfortable!

"Also, Yang Kai, your inside defense needs to be `````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````

In the second quarter, I want to decide the outcome!

On the bench not far away, the Beiyang was surrounded by a cheerful atmosphere. Everyone either sat in the position given by their teammates, or simply sat on the ground, surrounded by a circle, listening to the coach's tactical arrangements for the second quarter.

"In the second quarter, Mingde will definitely change the formation again. According to the video, it is very likely that it is the so-called offensive tactic that covers the pick-and-roll mainly by multiple people." Shang Lin paused and continued: "For this, what everyone needs to be calm. Their tactics have not been completely formed. There are many flaws. You should run more and attack more. If you can't stop, you have to interfere with them. Understand!" Shang Lin looked at the players and asked.

"I heard it clearly!" Gao Yuan, as the captain, replied on behalf of everyone.

"Well, next, I will arrange our tactics in the second section." Speaking of this, Shang Lin suddenly smiled, looked at Ye Changfeng sitting beside him, and shouted softly: "Ye Changfeng!"

"Come!" Ye Changfeng stood up with a squeak.

"In the second quarter, you are the main one, and the tactic you are playing is a three-point mobile attack! What is the three-point style, the bottom line on both sides of the three-point line, and the highest end of the three-point line, and the place you are going to is probably these three places. Do you understand?" Shang Lin said.

Ye Changfeng smiled and became a little proud in everyone's eyes. This tactic can be said to be specially designed for Ye Changfeng. For this reason, the coach also trained the entire team for four days to make everyone familiar with how this tactic changes and operates.

It can be said that in those days, Ye Changfeng's shooting times were definitely the champion of the team, and of course his scoring was also the top of the team. No one doubted the shooting basket outside the three-point line of No. 15, which definitely shocked and frightened every opponent.

"Okay, I won't say much about how to fight this tactic. Since the opponent wants to compete with us for external firepower, let them see if it is Changsha's artillery stronger or our Beiyang's missiles accurate!" Shang Lin said with a smile, and his humorous tone immediately made everyone laugh happily again.

"Pa!" Shang Lin clapped his palms and said, "Ye Changfeng replaced Wang Zhiquan. In the previous quarter, you were ahead by four points beyond my expectations. Then, in this quarter, I will raise my requirements and take out all your energy. I want you to lay the most solid foundation for the final victory and defeat in the third quarter, and give me another tenth of the lead!" After saying that, Shang Lin waved his hand vigorously and pointed directly at the direction of the court.

"Wow!" The five starting players gathered together, stretched out their hands and put them together, and shouted loudly.

Shang Lin stood there with his hands behind his back, glanced at Mingde's appearance, smiled slightly, looked at the huge screen hanging high in the south, and thought silently in his heart: What will be the score at the end of the second quarter?

Hehe, it's really interesting. Who is the real Sagittarius against Sagittarius?

Looking at the black No. 15 back jacket, Shang Lin showed a hint of expectation.

Yan Yufeng looked at Ye Changfeng, who had just sat next to him and was now running to the field, and his feet were slightly buzzing, as if his feet could not bear it, and he began to jump and run uncontrollably.

"It's time for me to go on stage, don't worry, baby!" Yan Yufeng, who was sitting on the chair, bent down, kissed his knee lightly, and whispered in his heart.

Qin Lan looked at Yan Yufeng with some concern and bent over her knees. Although she didn't say anything to her, she still felt something vaguely.

For the core of a team, the coach did not specifically arrange anything for him in training or competition. Instead, like Afeng and Xiaozhi, they were subject to tactical arrangements specially created by the coach, which was a bit surprising.

It felt like a concubine who was thrown into the cold palace in ancient times, Qin Lan thought strangely.

Alas! I hope he can persevere! Qin Lan looked at Yan Yufeng again, and his clear curved face showed unusual calmness and calmness, and his heart couldn't help but feel at peace.

Maybe the coach has other arrangements! I'd better concentrate on doing my own business! Qin Lan came back and fell in love with the field.

After experiencing so many things, Qin Lan's heart has become stronger. His firm rejection towards Yan Yufeng's attitude, and his once persistent heart has calmed down.

Since he really doesn't like me, why should I ask for trouble? Qin Lan thought helplessly.

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"Hey, you're finally here!" Xiao Yunfei sneered and looked at the night wind sway that walked into the venue and towards him.

"Hehe!" Ye Changfeng was just laughing, walked to Xiao Yunfei, put one hand on his waist, but looked at Zhang Li who was driving the ball across the center line.

Xiao Yunfei looked at the No. 15 in front of him in surprise. Although he was shorter than himself, a smell came out from his body, which made him feel a little aware of his acquaintance.

What is this?

Xiao Yunfei thought strangely.

Zhang Li's pace suddenly increased, and Zhai Yong had to speed up and quickly followed.

Xiao Yunfei shook to the right, then ran to the left with a sudden force. Ye Changfeng pulled his jersey with one hand, slowed down his speed, and then followed quickly.

A white figure ran out from the inside line and blocked his way in front of Ye Changfeng.

Ye Changfeng twisted his body, flashed lightly by his side, and continued to chase Xiao Yunfei.

Xiao Yunfei came to the 45-degree angle of the three-point line on the left, and Zhang Li just passed through the mid-range free throw area of ​​Beiyang No. 12 Middle School from the right, and passed the ball quickly to Xiao Yunfei.

Receive the ball, get up, shoot, all the movements were done in one go without any hesitation, the posture was very casual and free, and the arc drawn by the ball was the same as Xiao Yunfei's movements, which was beautiful.

"Brush!" The sound of the ball rubbing against the Nets sounded crisply, and Xiao Yunfei raised his right hand and pushed backwards.

23 to 24.

Changsha Mingde Middle School narrowed the score to one point.

The audience began to cheer, but unexpectedly, less than ten seconds after the second quarter, his home team had already scored three points, quickly narrowing the score gap. The dissatisfaction and depression brought about in the first quarter suddenly disappeared.

Ye Changfeng followed the plateau in one direction, and then suddenly separated from the plateau, caught the ball from Zhai Yong from the left, without any additional movement at all, and didn't even jump up, so he threw it.

"Clang!" The ball hit the basket and was snatched in the arms of Mingde's inside player.

Ye Changfeng turned around and ran, turning his head to observe the opponent's attacking form while running, and then confirming that the opponent was not a fast attack, he slowed down slightly, so he searched for Xiao Yunfei and ran over.

Changsha Mingde slowly pushed in, and it was obvious that their intention was to fight a positional battle.

Xiao Yunfei trotted slowly on the outside, suddenly accelerated, but immediately stopped his body, and then looked at No. 15 next to him teasingly.

Ye Changfeng showed no angry expression on his face, but the cold light in his eyes became sharper.

Another pick-and-roll, Xiao Yunfei caught the ball, and a fake shot, Ye Changfeng was not deceived, but still stabilized his body and looked at the No. 23 in front of him.

The ball was quickly passed from Xiao Yunfei's hand and came to Pan Hai's hand standing at the bottom line on the right. Pan Hai moved, but passed the ball to Yang Kai who had just run from the left to the inside line on the right.

Yang Kai did not leave the ball in his hand for half a second, and he hit the ground and guided the ball to the outside.

Xiao Yunfei moved again, and the acceleration this time was faster and more suddenly. Ye Changfeng was attracted by the series of guides just now, so Xiao Yunfei easily left his defensive area in front of him.

After catching the ball, Xiao Yunfei bent his knees, then jumped up very naturally, stood outside the three-point line with his hand and jumped up to attack.

"Brush!" Another three-point hollow!

24 to 26.

Within less than a minute, Mingde scored two three-pointers and once again won the advantage of the score.

A smile began to appear on Su Zhicheng's face. This was the invincible fleet in his heart!

Yun Fei beat them hard and let them see what the style of a Sagittarius is! Su Zhicheng shouted loudly in his heart.

Ye Changfeng lowered his waist and turned his head to look at the coach. Shang Lin still smiled, waved his hand at him, and signaled to continue. His eyes slipped past Yan Yufeng who was sitting there. There was a smile on his face. It was not an angry smile, but the smell of gloating.
To be continued...