It is another dream with fragmented images, but switching freely and extremely clearly.
Wang Yifan sat under the basketball hoop with a 20L large mineral water bucket beside him, helping the team members to pour water one by one after they had warmed up.
It's not really a member of the water fountain team, but it's close to that. Let's call it a member of the spring water team.
The afternoon sun is not too hot, there is a gentle breeze, and the view is excellent. It is a good weather for playing on the basketball court.
The high blue fence, the green latex field, and the tall loudspeakers of the stadium next door are playing exciting athletes' marches.
The basketball court was already full of people and extremely noisy.
As the favorite team to win the championship, every game of Class 2 and Class 6 has attracted great attention from teachers and students in the school.
In addition to the two major varsity centers, they also have point guard Zhao Zheyuan, who is known as the number one school varsity in the entire grade.
Little known.
The direction of the game at the beginning was completely consistent with the objective fact of the disparity in strength.
Class 2 had almost no rebounds, but Zhao Zheyuan from Class 6, under the cover of the center, frequently scored in the paint, causing the girls on the other side to scream, and even some girls from Class 2 began to defect.
Wang Yifan kept rolling his eyes, and finally got tired and didn't bother to pay attention to these girls who were just school idols and had no principles.
Mao'er looked solemn and sat with him, "This is what you said, can our class reach fifth place?"
"There's still a chance!"
“But it’s absolutely not okay to continue like this!”
"Gotta change formation!"
"Go and tell Jiao Bai, will he listen to you?" Mao'er muttered, "But the opponent is Class 6, so there's no shame in losing!"
"We can obviously win!" Wang Yifan shouted in his heart.
What did he say?
Gotta call a timeout early!
"Ziao Bai, Xiao Bai, call a timeout and rearrange your tactics!" Wang Yifan shouted.
Gao Ming, who was carrying the opponent's center to hit the inside, just glanced at him, turned around with his relatively flexible steps, and quickly cut into the inside, intending to score with a rebound, but as soon as the basketball was released, another opponent's center
He opened his hands and jumped up, directly blocking the upward basketball without any angle.
Snapped!
A very beautiful hat!
Gao Ming held his knees and panted heavily. He had already spent a lot of energy fighting against the double center forwards of Class 6.
The remaining cheers from Class 2 were completely drowned in the cheers of other students.
"Ziao Bai, we need to change our formation!" Wang Yifan continued to shout.
Gao Ming glanced at Wang Yifan, a member of the drinking fountain team, and ignored him.
On the basketball court, Wang Yifan was not convincing at all in front of him.
"Let's pause for a moment, this won't work!"
Sun Jintao, who had a good relationship with Wang Yifan, glanced at the scoreboard in the center of the field and said to Gao Ming, in this game, he was completely suppressed and had no chance to score. He even touched the basketball very rarely.
Gao Ming gestured to the referee to pause.
Therefore, Class 2, which originally did not call a timeout in the first half, had an extra timeout.
Several people gathered around, and Gao Ming asked: "Is there anything you can do? We don't have a scoring point with a high success rate!"
Wang Yifan couldn't get a word in.
Sun Jintao glanced at him and said, "Yifan, what do you think?"
Everyone's eyes fell on him, and Wang Yifan breathed out.
"We can't compete with them in the paint! We have no advantage in terms of physical strength, height, or technology!"
Gao Ming's face darkened, come on, come on, speak more if you can speak.
"Play outside?" Gao Ming asked.
"Yes, playing on the outside. I observed that the two centers in Class 6 moved very slowly and could not easily get out of the three-point line. We used different people to compete with them to drain their energy. Lao Mao's outside line
The projection ability is good, let’s bring someone out first..."
Everyone was a little disapproving at first, but the more they heard about it, the more they thought it was what it was.
"Try it, there is no good way now anyway!" Gao Ming decided directly, "Xu Min (point guard), you take a rest after the game. We will use a single guard. Wang Yifan, you will play small forward. Pay attention to the command of the whole court. Zou
Hao (point guard), you take more long-range shots and take them when there is space. The further the backboard collapses, the greater the chance we can grab!"
"let me try?"
Wang Yifan was a little stunned. Didn't he say that he might have a chance to play in the end?
I purposely didn't eat the rice noodles that Ah Xing brought.
This is only the first half! Is this enough to start?
Mao'er patted his back crazily, and he was even more excited than Wang Yifan.
"What is the problem?"
Gao Ming asked with raised eyebrows.
"No, I can!"
Wang Yifan replied loudly.
"You are not strong enough inside, and your long-range shooting is mediocre. You have two tasks. Pay attention to on-the-spot command, and run more, pull the inside center, and control the rebounds!"
"come on, come on, come on!"
The five hands were folded together and shouted loudly, "Come on."
Wang Yifan seemed to be able to feel the blood surging in his body.
The opponent served the ball in the frontcourt and quickly passed it to the center. Wang Yifan directly went up to help Sun Jintao defend.
The opponent made a technical move and spun his steps. Wang Yifan squeezed to one side, folded his arms and hugged his side, leaving him no room to perform.
Bang, the two collided.
Wang Yifan fell directly to the ground, and Zou Hao, with quick eyes and quick hands, snatched the basketball from the center's hand.
The referee teacher put the spoon in his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and did not blow the whistle.
The steal was successful!
Attack quickly!
Wang Yifan stood up and sprinted quickly.
The opponent didn't react in time, and Zou Hao quickly made a layup and scored.
"Give me the ball early!" Zhao Zheyuan shouted to his teammates.
But the second team implemented a full-court press.
Yes, a full-court press is rare in high school basketball games.
The opponent's two centers quickly went to the bottom line, but Zhao Zheyuan was still lingering in the bottom corner.
Another double team!
Wang Yifan and Zou Hao clung to him with their hands raised, and he didn't even have a chance to pass the ball.
This was Wang Yifan's first on-the-spot command, severing the connection between the two major scoring points of Class 6.
The tactics went very smoothly. The two centers were involved and had to run from the bottom line to the middle line again to provide support. Otherwise, Zhao Zheyuan would not be able to pass the ball.
But they were still slow and had a timeout violation in the backcourt.
The second team gets the ball.
"Pull away, pull away!" Wang Yifan shouted loudly, standing outside the three-point line.
Upon hearing this, Lao Mao also quickly penetrated from the penalty area. The center of Class 6 hesitated and only took a step forward, but did not fully follow.
Lao Mao received the ball from Zou Hao and passed it to Gao Ming. Gao Ming took a few steps in but had no room to take action, so he quickly passed it back to Lao Mao.