Dan Dickau steadily controlled the ball through half the court, and Liu Wei's defense did not put much pressure on him.
Lu Yu circled around the body of power forward Mark Spink, who set him an off-ball screen.
Wang Shipeng, who was guarding Lu Yu, had already seen Mark Spink's pick-and-roll out of the corner of his eye, and stepped forward with his right foot to grab it.
Who would have thought that Lu Yu actually feinted a shot and accelerated back from behind Mark Spink. Wang Shipeng didn't catch up and was blocked by Mark Spink.
Dan Dickau quickly passed the ball.
"Switch defense, switch defense!" Wang Fei shouted from the sidelines.
Du Feng pounced on him immediately, but unfortunately he pounced too hard, and Lu Yu lost time and left him behind in one step.
"Ouch, it's bad!" Zhang Weiping explained: "Lu Yu's rhythm is really good. He caught the moment when Du Feng jumped up and broke through. Du Feng couldn't go back because of the inertia of his body. Lu Yu shot from the middle distance, and Du Feng made a breakthrough.
Feng pulled it... and it went in. Even though Lu Yu never scored, the National Youth Team still can't ignore Lu Yu."
"drop!"
The referee's whistle blew, Du Feng committed a foul, and the goal was valid.
Two plus one!
Sun Yiping in the broadcast booth commented on the goal: "Du Feng shouldn't have pulled this ball. It was completely unnecessary. Not only was it scored by Lu Yu, but he was also charged with a foul. The gain outweighed the loss."
Zhang Weiping nodded in agreement: "So we young players must pay attention to the movements of our hands and develop the habit of not making random moves. Otherwise, we will be caught by the referee in the international arena in the future... We can see that Lu Yu's defense
He is very clean. How old is he? Eighteen? He is really young..."
They are both eighteen or nineteen years old, but Lu Yu is obviously much older than the members of the National Youth Team.
Wang Shipeng ran over, patted his chest and said, "Blame me, blame me."
"It's okay, it's just a foul, but he can make the shot even if I pull him, he's so damn accurate." Du Feng was a little helpless.
Lu Yu made a free throw.
15:10
In just one round, the National Youth Team fell behind by five points.
…
After two rounds, Wang Fei made a gesture on the sidelines.
Lu Yu glanced at the lineup of the National Youth Team. Unexpectedly, they switched to a 2-3 zone defense. It seemed that it was a bit uncomfortable for Lu Yu to break through in these rounds.
Dan Dickau handed the ball to Blake Stepp after halftime.
Black kept the ball in his hand and passed it directly to Lu Yu in the bottom corner.
Lu Yu faced Wang Shipeng's defense and raised his hand to shoot.
"Whoosh!"
Three point hit!
"Lu Yu really dared to vote, hehe, he actually scored." Zhang Weiping said with a smile.
Lu Yu returned to defense and gave Blake a thumbs up. Even though Blake was usually joking and joking, when he got to the court, he would never complain when it was time to play the ball.
…
"Wang Shipeng broke through with the dribble. He was about to lose it. If he was about to lose it, I said he couldn't dribble. You see, it was intercepted by Lu Yu." Zhang Weiping said with a smile. He couldn't see the national youth team's anxiety when it was intercepted.
After all, one side is the national youth team, and the one on the other side is stealing the ball. The palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh. As long as the game is good, that's it.
Lu Yu took the lead, and there was no defensive player in the entire backcourt. Only Wang Shipeng was chasing closely behind him.
Zhu Fangyu took two steps to pursue and realized something was wrong.
"Fuck! Isn't he going to dunk it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yu had strode into the three-second zone. He bent his calves and suddenly launched into the air. Wang Shipeng, who was chasing behind him, stopped chasing him. He couldn't even catch him at this height.
"Boom!"
One-handed chop!
Zhu Fangyu was stunned and murmured: "This is called a fucking dunk!"
Although it is easy for them to dunk, it is still too difficult for him to dunk Lu Yu's tomahawk dunk with violent aesthetics in actual combat.
Sun Yiping also started to get excited: "This is the first dunk in this game. Lu Yu's fast break dunk is really exciting. There are less than two minutes left before the end of the first quarter, and the current score is 21:
14, Gonzaga led by seven points... We saw Lu Yu was replaced. In the first quarter, Lu Yu scored 7 points, 4 assists and 3 rebounds, and performed very well."
"Yeah, the most important thing is that his defense is great." Zhang Weiping took over and said: "I finally understand why he can become Gonzaga's number one star. He can score and defend, and he is never greedy for scoring. Through defense
To drive teammates, if the Chinese men's basketball team has such a backcourt player, plus Wang Zhizhi and the big man Yao Ming of the Shanghai Sharks, I think the Chinese men's basketball team will definitely achieve a good ranking in the next world series."
"It seems that Director Zhang likes Lu Yu very much, but can he join the national team when he is only eighteen years old?" Sun Yiping asked puzzledly: "You must know that there are people who are about the same age as him on the field, like Zhu Fangyu and Wang Shipeng.
He can only be in the National Youth Team, and even Liu Wei and Hu Xuefeng, who are two years older than him, cannot enter the national team for the time being."
"Of course you can. Strength and age have nothing to do with it."
Zhang Weiping smiled and said: "I dare to bet you that as long as Lu Yu participates in the NBA draft next year, he will definitely be able to enter the NBA smoothly. If Wang Zhizhi has not entered the NBA by that time, Lu Yu will probably be the first person from China to enter the NBA!"
In fact, Sun Yiping knew that Lu Yu could enter the NBA, but China's national conditions were here, so he deliberately asked this question.
The commentary was just like this, one praise after another. When Zhang Weiping heard his words, he knew what he was going to say, so he took advantage of the situation and threw out the idea that Lu Yu would become the first Chinese player to enter the NBA.
Before that, this title belonged to Wang Zhizhi, but Wang Zhizhi hasn’t entered yet!
If Wang Zhizhi cannot go next year and Lu Yu enters the NBA through the draft, then Lu Yu will not be the first person from China to enter the NBA.
While they were chatting, the second quarter of the game started.
However, Lu Yu still didn't play. It was estimated that the second quarter of the game would be given to Gonzaga as a substitute for some training, so the two commentators chatted about the game and Lu Yu's future.
At Pengcheng Sports School, coach Dai Yixin waited for Yi Jianlian in the office for a long time, but still didn't wait for him to come, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.
At the end of last month, the Guangdong Hongyuan youth team selected Yi Jianlian.
Now the Hongyuan South China Tiger Club came to ask for someone. Dai Yixin asked someone to call Yi Jianlian, but he didn't see anyone after calling for half an hour.
He was so angry that he ran to the cafeteria himself to see what Yi Jianlian was doing. He was not asking you to peel a basket of lychees after eating for so long!
When Dai Yixin walked into the cafeteria, he saw Yi Jianlian looking up at the TV hanging on the wall in the cafeteria. What was broadcast on the TV was a game between the NCAA and the Chinese National Youth Team.
He smiled helplessly.
This kid...
"Stop looking, Ah Lian."
Dai Yixin walked over and patted Yi Jianlian on the shoulder: "It's just the National Youth Team. You were selected by Hongyuan. Sooner or later, you will be like Du Feng, Zhu Fangyu, and Wang Shipeng, and can become a member of the National Youth Team."
Yi Jianlian was caught by the coach watching the game, and he felt a little guilty at first. When he heard the coach's words, he was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head silently.
"No, I don't want to be like them."
Yi Jianlian raised his head and looked firmly at the game on TV, especially the white No. 10 running on the court: "I want to be like Lu Yu, I also want to enter the NBA!"
Dai Yixin was very satisfied that Yi Jianlian had such a lofty ideal, but he didn't quite understand one thing.
