Chapter 55 Referees must learn to protect themselves
The Jingxia team is also called Wawa.
"It's so frustrating. These guys are scurrying around like a bunch of fleas. They seem to be crushed to death."
"Boss, now that we are lagging behind, do we still have to fight like this?"
"If we continue like this, we might lose."
Li Wenyong lowered his eyes and drank water quietly to wipe his sweat.
Everyone did not dare to speak out and waited for him to speak.
Li Wenyong put down the cup: "Let go of your hands and feet and fight. If you can do it, you won't make any noise."
Everyone immediately became excited, grinned, and clenched their fists loudly.
"That's right, this is the way to go. This is how the game should be played."
"Come on, comrades, let's beat these brats together."
"Haha, let them see the true strength of a man who can wheel a hundred pounds with one hand."
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As soon as the game started after the timeout, the referee felt that the atmosphere was much more tense than before.
The underground team was very aggressive, and the maintenance team also looked fierce.
The audience was completely silent except for the cheerleaders on both sides who were particularly excited.
"Come on, Commander, maintain the gap."
"Come on, Comrade Wen Yong, trample them to death."
The deputy referee quietly approached the referee.
The referee whispered: "Protect yourself and be impartial. If a fight breaks out, get out of the way first and wait until they stop."
The deputy referee nodded heavily: "Okay, please take care of yourself."
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The last ball before the timeout was thrown by Li Wenjun, so the first ball in the second quarter was served by the Jingxia team.
Li Wenyong took the ball from his teammate and slowly walked towards the basket.
He found that the opponent's defensive personnel had changed, and now he was guarding the weakest member of the maintenance team. Li Wenjun was guarding the weakest member of the underground team.
Li Wenyong's lips curled up: He's quite smart. It's a pity that it's useless. Even if they only have four people who can run, they can beat the maintenance team.
But he soon discovered a problem. He couldn't shoot three-pointers because his three-point shooting percentage was not high enough. If he missed, the ball would most likely fall in front of Li Wenjun.
Li Wenjun will definitely play fast and return the ball. At that time, the weakest teammate will not be able to guard Li Wenjun.
Li Wenyong could only force his way inside for a layup and scored.
When Li Wenjun was holding the ball, he was shooting three-pointers. He was so lucky that he made six out of ten shots, which is equivalent to two-point shots and nine out of ten attacks. It is also amazing.
Li Wenyong obviously decided to continue to use their bulldozer style of play, slowly approaching the three-point line, with an iron bucket that was generally watertight, and succeeded ten times in ten attacks without any flaws.
At the end of the first half, the score gap with the maintenance team was reduced to one point.
The deputy referee breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, there was no fight."
The referee shook his head: "Did you find that the maintenance team's energy was being consumed underground? The real confrontation has not yet begun. In the second half, as I said before, protect yourself and stay away from the battlefield."
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The members of the maintenance team were already a little tired, but the underground team was still just having fun and felt nothing.
The teammates sat down on the sidelines panting.
"This is not the way to go. They are obviously draining our energy. How about we drain theirs too?"
"How to consume them? They are marking people but not the ball. If you want them to move, you have to move first. If we don't tire them out, we will be exhausted first."
"What are you afraid of? There is a three-pointer from Master Jun."
Li Wenjun shook his head: "My three-pointers can't always be so accurate."
Curry, the NBA's three-point leader, averages only 45% in a game. His 60% shooting rate just now is considered an extraordinary performance. We can't put all our hopes on luck.
The teammates looked at each other, even more frustrated than before.
I thought Li Wenjun, the spiritual leader of the team, would boost morale, but I didn't expect that he would directly dash everyone's hopes.
Li Wenjun said calmly: "Actually, we have been training to break their positional warfare tactics. In the preliminary round, even just now, I consciously asked you to practice it in practice. Practice has proved that the effect is good. It can be fully used in the second half of today."
When the team members heard this, they immediately became excited again.
"Intersperse, pick and roll, use our flexibility to break their impregnable strength." Li Wenjun said solemnly, "Comrades, it was just a warm-up. The most difficult and cruel game has officially begun now, and this will be the most painful game you have ever played.
20 minutes.”
Li Wenjun looked at No. 3 Zheng Yuehua, the most skilled player in the team besides him: "From now on, it will be all your fault."
Red No. 3 grinned: "Don't worry, I promise to complete the mission."
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After the start of the second half, as soon as Li Wenjun got the ball, Li Wenyong started to follow closely.
Zheng Yuehua, who wanted to come to his aid, was blocked by No. 3 of the black team three steps away. Li Wenjun approached the three-point line and suddenly stopped and distanced himself from Li Wenyong. In just that moment, Zheng Yuehua rushed over and intervened between the two people.
In the middle, he blocked Li Wenyong. Then Li Wenjun took the opportunity to break through quickly, got to the basket, threw the ball, and scored.
All this happened within two seconds. Even Black No. 3, who was originally guarding Zheng Yuehua, had no time to catch up, and the whistle sounded.
The red team leads by three points.
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When Li Wenyong was attacking, as soon as he passed the midfield, a man from the red team suddenly came up to grab his hand. When he found that he couldn't hold it, he hugged Li Wenyong's waist directly.
The black team members on the sidelines yelled angrily.
"Hey, the red team is like this."
"Hands off, are you a woman? Do you want to show some face?"
Li Wenyong had never seen an opponent use such a move. He laughed angrily and pushed the opponent directly.
"ah!"
"oops."
Amid the exclamations of the audience, the man fell to the side and rolled far away.
The referee blew the whistle hard.
The audience was polarized and started to quarrel.
"The red team deserves it."
"Nonsense, the black team is so barbaric, how can they just push people out?"
"Isn't the red team barbaric? Doesn't it use all the shameless tricks?"
"The black team is reckless. Basketball is about technique, and physical confrontation is not the way to go."
Li Wenyong ignored the man and took the ball directly to the sideline to kick off again.
The players on the black team all stood up and stared at the referee.
The referee could only blow the whistle to signal the game to continue.
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The man was carried down, and Zhang Aihua came up instead.
Li Wenjun was also a little surprised. The instruction he gave was to prolong the black team's offensive process no matter what method was used. He didn't expect that his teammates would use this method.
The effect was quite good, and it took a few minutes of the second half of the game.
Li Wenyong thought it was Li Wenjun's instruction, and he didn't want to show mercy. He straightened his left arm and pointed to the sky with his index finger, as if he was holding a sharp sword.
Someone in the audience on the sidelines said excitedly: "Damn, I finally let go."
Li Wenyong's habit of playing ball is to see if the opponent behaves well.
If the other party behaves according to their rules, they will try their best to behave in a technical and civilized manner.
If the opponent behaves inappropriately, he will kill them without mercy.
This gesture means to start killing.
From the moment he raises his hand, he will cover up any excessive actions of his team members.
When his opponent saw this gesture, his liver trembled.
The members of the black team grinned and walked towards the members of the red team in a sinister manner. If anyone on the red team tried to move, they would be given a powerful elbow by the opponent next to them.
Muffled sounds came and went on the field, and the red team members yelled.
"Why do you use black hands?"
"Referee, he just elbowed me."
The black team members didn't seem to hear it, and the referee ignored it.
Only now did the members of the red team realize what Li Wenjun meant by hardship, which was to be prepared to be beaten at any time.
