Fang Yuan of Nanchuan No.7 Middle School has also changed Ji Hantian, Yin Yun and Chu Chenxi changed Xu Yi and Wei Ning Zhang Xuan. There are not many offensive opportunities on the perimeter. Fang Yuan knows that the other party will definitely shift the focus of attack from the perimeter to the line. This moment has been prepared for a long time. This is exactly what he set up in Guangzhou No.1 Middle School. A trap that is huge enough for opponents to extricate themselves.

"Wu Ji" Fang Yuan turned around and smiled and looked at Wu Ji, who sat in the position and looked at the game listlessly.
Although he knew that he had a game, this level of competition completely made him unable to hear Fang Yuan calling his name. He turned his head and looked at it, but Fang Yuan motioned and nodded "Let’s play."
Wu Ji when leng a quick return to absolute being got up and shook his fist.
Hands full of strength
"Don’t show them your strength."
"yes"
……
Back to the game again, Xia Ruxuan, the substitute, came to the guards Zhang Yan and Xu Yi. Just at the three-point line, Su Mu took a step forward and reached for the ball.
Xia Ruxuan’s substitute Zhang Yan hardly has many opportunities, and a role player, He Bai, should try his best to satisfy if the main players are confident to get the ball, without thinking too much. Zhang Yan hung the basketball high to Su Mu.
After receiving the basketball, Su Mu suddenly felt a strong self-confidence. He had already noticed this No.9 Wu Ji before the game, but he didn’t play. Now Su Mu wants to give Nanchuan Line a little color to see, but he forgot the sentence that the Chinese army asked him to take care of Wu Ji.
It turns out that this negligence made him suffer a big loss.
"pa!" After receiving the ball, Su Mu smoothly turned around and hooked the ball for many years. The feeling of playing made Su Mu feel that the ball could enter at the first time, but he failed to hear the sound of basketball entering the net. Instead, it was fanned out by great power.
Su Mu turned to No.9 Wu Ji in surprise and looked at him with a contemptuous expression. "Do you want to attack like this?"
Su Mu blushed with embarrassment and didn’t speak. She pursed her lips and trotted out of the line to make another free throw.
Wu Ji cold hum two corners of the mouth pulled out a smile radian, this opponent moves too slowly and too soft, and has a high hit rate, but it softens the hook.
Su Mu wanted to score like this without getting Wu Ji stuck, which made Wu Ji say something.
The second attack came out and Zhang Yan caught the ball. When attacking, he jumped from ten seconds to one.
Xu Yi’s time to press the center of gravity in front of Zhang Yan is too short for an attack. Zhang Yan has little time to think about how to bite the bullet and make a dash for the line.
Zhang Yan’s strength is definitely not weak, and what he is a substitute is also because the main player is Xia Ruxuan. If he changes teams, maybe he will be the main player.
Two consecutive changes of direction allowed him to find a glimmer of hope to reach the line.
Zhang Yan cut to the chase and left Xu Yi behind him, and he had strided into the paint area. When he looked up, he had the last three seconds left, but the other players had not had a good chance. Zhang Yan must switch his steps and stop to prepare for a knee-jerk shot.
When the shooting was finished to the last step, a huge figure almost fell from the sky, and Zhang Yan’s shot was out of tolerance by thousands of miles. When you look at it, you just slapped Su Mu’s hand and slapped him out on the 9th.
Although he failed to brush another block this time, the harsh sound of the 24-second offensive violation sounded sharply, and Guangzhou No.1 Middle School was forced out of an offensive violation in front of Nanchuan for the first time.
The Chinese army finally felt a little bad breath. The No.9′ s ability to capture defensive files far exceeded the Chinese army’s imagination and far exceeded the Chinese army’s understanding of high school basketball.
He didn’t spend too much physical strength and effort to strengthen his defense like most high school players. What he did was more a kind of prediction. He would only slowly shoot at the right time, like the second attack. In fact, the distance of No.9 was still a little remote for Zhang Yan. If his mind was stable enough, he would still shoot, but because Wu Ji came out too suddenly, Zhang Yan panicked and threw a airball, which led to a 24-second violation.
And this is only the first minute of this juvenile court. He completed a block shot and an interference contributed to an attack violation by the other side, which upset the Chinese army. Perhaps this is just the tip of his iceberg.
"What the hell is Su Mu thinking about that guy?" I heard Xia Ruxuan complaining that Hua Jun raised his head and put his attention back on the court. Just after an unsuccessful attack in Nanchuan No.7 Middle School, the ball returned to Guangzhou No.1 Middle School and Su Mu waved to Zhang Yan again for the ball.
Hold the basketball in your hand. Su Mu is ready to get serious this time. No one can understand what a great shame it is for a linesman to be blocked. The best way is to play successfully and make up for the humiliation a little at a time.
At this time, for Su Mu, it is not a question of winning or losing the team, but a personal concept of honor and disgrace.
Wu Ji’s nose gave off a faint cold hum, and his body gave off a sharp momentum, which made Huo Zihong feel a faint uneasiness. At this time, Su Mu had leaned against Wu Ji’s strong chest for the second time.
Su Mu bumped into this man for an instant and had a strong feeling from the bottom of my heart.
He didn’t go face to face with those star lines in the north area, but he thought that those people were at best so much. Su Mu felt like he had hit a wall made of steel, and there was no expression in front of him. His strength was almost stressful in the other person’s eyes.
Wu Ji’s feet are like roots, and they plunge into the ground tightly. It’s futile for Su Mu to struggle again. The basket is only two meters away from him, but this two meters Su Mu thinks he can cross it.
Still holding a little luck, Su Mu took a step to try and see if he could rely on his footsteps to find a chance to shoot.
But it’s this cushion step that is a seasoned road trap. Generally, I nailed myself to the ground and can’t touch Yin Yun. In the moment when Su Mu fell, Wu Ji and two people formed a perfect double-team.
Su Mu felt that suddenly a black-handed basketball came to him with a great force, which made him suddenly lose control of basketball, and in another moment Wu Ji thundered and exploded in his ear, making him feel dizzy.
"run!"
Xu Yi, Sun Yu and Zhang Xuan also had a gap between their consciousness and that of a few months ago. When they saw that Wu Ji and Yin Yun had finished this double-teaming, the former had already smashed the opponent’s ball from their hands, and they had already started.
On the other hand, Zhang Yan, a point guard in Guangzhou No.1 Middle School, and Kong Ling, a small forward, were still anxiously looking at the line situation, and the shooting guard Ran Ran reacted and followed at the first time.
But that’s gone. Fang Yuan has a quick counterattack against several key training topics, even if the opponent is strong, they are sure to complete the attack, let alone the situation of three strikes and one.
When basketball was finally sent to the basket by Zhang Xuan, the score became 3736. A simple substitution made Guangzhou No.1 Middle School fall into an embarrassing situation. Su Mu’s belief in his heart had fallen by half in an instant. He bit his lip but didn’t say anything.
No.9 Wu Ji suddenly became unfathomable in his mind.
It’s like there was an earth-shattering collision, and then there was the whole universe. At this time, Guangzhou No.1 Middle School was suddenly unable to move.
Why didn’t anyone vote today?
Section DiErLiuQi Yangcheng raiders impregnable (3)
Suddenly there was a knock at the door.
"Come in" Liu Dehai looked up and turned his attention away from the desk file. He saw that the bearer was his favorite brother, Liu Dehai, and smiled kindly. "Why did you want to come here today?"
Yi Yefeng’s detective "After thinking for a long time, you can only see the game here."
"What game?"
Yi Yefeng pie pie "Nanchuan No.7 Middle School and Guangzhou No.1 Middle School should have almost the same results now."
Liu Dehai inadvertently raised his eyebrows and looked up. At 3: 15, more than 40 minutes have passed since the game. If we take a break, we should stop the game at least in the third quarter.
"As far as you are concerned, there is a satellite TV here. If other offices can’t find that one, Nanchuan TV, which is playing in Guangzhou, won’t broadcast live." Yi Yefeng gathered in front of the TV to watch the TV and tuned the station by himself.
"yes!"
The picture is fixed in a young man with a wild look, and then he quickly explains and speaks.
"It seems that Guangzhou No.1 Middle School still underestimated this opponent from the north, which is the reason why they are in trouble."
"I think this Nanchuan No.7 Middle School basketball team still has this strength. Look at their No.13 Ji Hantian and No.9 Wu Ji. The former is almost out of phase with Xia Ruxuan, and the latter has also pressed Guangzhou No.1 Middle School power forward Su Mu."
"It’s true that Su Mu can’t find the state now. Wu Ji can be said to have contributed. I hope he can find the feeling quickly and stop the decline of Guangzhou No.1 Middle School with Xia Ruxuan again."
I suddenly felt a little itchy when I saw that I could still gallop past the discipline on the spot.
Now, all the senior three members of Nanchuan No.4 Middle School have devoted themselves to the great college entrance examination review, not to mention training. Even basketball has not been touched for a long time.
Looking at the cold weather, Yi Yefeng rubbed his hands-I really want to play basketball … Hey?
It was when Yi Yefeng carefully saw the scoreboard that he was shocked by the score.
Now it’s just the third quarter, and Nanchuan No.7 Middle School has an advantage of 5242 ahead of Guangzhou No.1 Middle School by a lot! He really can’t understand that although the strength of Nanchuan No.7 Middle School has made some progress, it is not necessary to suddenly make such a leap.
Wu Ji on the 9th!
Yi Yefeng thought of this name that he had never heard before at the first time. He must have brought changes to Nanchuan No.7 Middle School.
Just looking at Yi Yefeng, the No.9 player dressed in Nanchuan No.7 Squadron, I was already puzzled. Now I am even more surprised to be able to compete with this team line in Guangzhou No.1 Middle School. Then this No.9 ability is at least not weaker than Jiang Zhe’s. The explanation is that it is pressed. Say less that he is a grade stronger than Jiang Zhe.
Jiang Zheru?
There is no need to repeat this, but it is absolutely impossible to get a qualifying seat in that game three months ago if it were not for Jiang Zhe’s impulse to Nanchuan No.7 Middle School.