In fact, if Zhang Shanhai wants to score the ball, it will not be difficult for him anywhere on the court. But he doesn't want to be so outstanding now. But even if he only relies on his own ability, Zhang Shanhai is better than any ordinary high school player.
Life is still too much. If you show your hands and feet a little, you will immediately release an irresistible brilliance.
Whether it is physical condition or brain, Zhang Shanhai has already surpassed ordinary people by a lot at this time. Therefore, those basketball skills may take a long time for ordinary people to train, but for Zhang Shanhai, it takes a very short time.
Time. You only need to master the skills, and you will soon be able to fix them.
Zhang Shanhai's shooting made the players in class three extremely excited. They seemed to see hope of winning the game.
"Let's play halftime, four on four! Zhang Shanhai also joins in and gives Zhang Shanhai more shots. The defense also focuses on guarding against Shan Hai's shots. Let's train Zhang Shanhai's actual shooting skills." Liu Xinmin said.
When Class 3 was preparing to divide into groups to play halftime, two physical education students from Class 1 came over.
"It's not interesting to play half-time. How about a friendly match between our two classes? Aren't you going to train that magic shooter to shoot? How about some real training? Are you afraid that we will know your secret weapon?" Zhang
Yue Gu came forward and said provocatively.
"Come on, who is afraid of whom?" Liu Xinmin was not to be outdone. Although he knew that there was a huge gap in strength between his side and his opponent, he could not be completely suppressed by others in terms of momentum.
The first class was better prepared. All the players on the field wore uniform uniforms. The third class was a mixed team, some wearing vests, some wearing short-sleeves, and the colors were various. Fortunately, everyone on the field knew each other.
, not easily confused.
Zhang Shanhai, who is the focus of training, will naturally play, and Liu Xinmin, who has good skills, cannot be absent. Shaosong, a poor student whose limbs are obviously better than his brain, is naturally the main candidate for the team. In addition, Gao Yang and Zhou Xiaodong form the team.
List of three classes.
The physical condition of the members of Class One is obviously better than that of Class Three. The two athletic students who are tall and strong are already an insurmountable mountain for Class Three. The other three are also Shaosong's type. Look.
Get up, Class Three has no chance of winning.
As soon as he came on the court, Shaosong quickly told Zhang Shanhai which side of the basket he was attacking. Shaosong was worried that Zhang Shanhai would suddenly make a mistake and shoot his own basket, "Zhang Shanhai, don't make a mistake. We'll shoot."
The basket over there.”
Zhang Shanhai chuckled. "I still know this."
"You guys kick off first!" Zhang Yuegu threw the ball to Zhang Shanhai. This was not a formal game, and there was no referee, so there was no jumping ball. Class 1 politely let the weaker Class 3 start.
ball.
Zhang Shanhai passed the ball to Shaosong.
"Shan Hai, you just go down and let me dribble the ball." Shaosong said.
The idea was good, but the problem was that the skills of Shaosong and Liu Xinmin were only outstanding in the third class. If they were not careful, the ball was stolen by Zhang Yuegu, who was as ferocious as animals.
Zhang Shanhai had just reached the frontcourt and could only run back. Fortunately, Zhang Shanhai's physical strength was infinite compared to ordinary people. In the blink of an eye, Zhang Shanhai ran back to the half court.
Zhang Yuegu drilled the basketball under his crotch coquettishly. Zhang Shanhai felt that the guy didn't look like he was playing ball, but just performing a circus. His movements were not very coordinated, and his body was too stiff. In short, Zhang Shanhai could tell
There were a lot of questions. So after briefly observing this guy's dribbling patterns, he suddenly started to pull out the basketball.
Zhang Yuegu originally wanted to play a trick on Zhang Shanhai, just to trick him into grabbing the ball, but he didn't expect to play eagle all the time because he didn't want the eagle to peck his eyes out. Zhang Shanhai's hands were too fast and Zhang Yuegu didn't have time to change.
When he turned in one direction, he found that his hand was empty and the ball was gone! Moreover, he had not touched any part of himself at all.
Yang Shenglong didn't know why, thinking that Zhang Shanhai stole the ball through a foul, "Thugs, thugs foul!"
"Thugs?" Zhang Shanhai wondered.
Zhang Yuegu shook his head, "No foul, this guy is lucky."
Yang Shenglong was very surprised. He didn't expect that Zhang Yuegu's ball would be directly intercepted by a rookie.
Zhang Shanhai used unskilled dribbling skills to run forward with the ball.
Liu Xinmin quickly shouted, "Zhang Shanhai, pass the ball!"
Zhang Shanhai didn't pass the ball, then stopped, grabbed the ball, and threw it toward the basket. It was just past halftime, one meter outside the arc of the three-point line.
This shot caught many people's expectations, and the first-class players even had no time to return to defense. But Zhang Shanhai chose to shoot directly.
The posture of throwing the basketball is not very graceful, and the arc of the basketball flight is not very beautiful, but the direction is very positive.
The basketball directly hit the inside of the basket and bounced into the basket. Super three-pointer!
Class 3 actually scored first, which made the members of Class 1 a little confused. This guy's basket was too accurate. It was a super three-pointer from the start.
Zhang Guli whispered to Yang Shenglong, "This guy is a good basket thief, but the other players in the third team are very good at it. We only need to send someone to stick to this guy, and then block other people's passing routes, but we can't let him
Once they get the ball, the other players won't be able to score even if they let them shoot."
Yang Shenglong nodded. The members of the first class whispered among themselves for a while, and seemed to have found a way to deal with Zhang Shanhai.
The next attack of Class 1 was very simple, with rapid advancement and quick transfer, which overwhelmed the defense of Class 3. Zhang Shanhai would not be able to do anything without using spells, and there was not much he could do to the quick transfer of Class 1. Then he looked at Zhang Yue
Gu stood on the opposite side of his defense and shot the ball in. It was only a two-pointer. Class 3 still led by one point.
When the third class kicked off, a player from the first class immediately came up and followed Zhang Shanhai closely, making it impossible for Shaosong, who was in possession of the ball, to send the ball to Zhang Shanhai. Shaosong was at an absolute disadvantage in the confrontation with Zhang Yuegu.
He hesitated for a while while holding the ball. But accidentally, Zhang Yuegu knocked the basketball out of his hand.
"Shaosong, what are you doing? I've been asking for it for a long time, but you still can't pass the ball." Liu Xinmin was extremely dissatisfied with Shaosong's loss of the ball.
The first team launched a fast break, but Zhang Shanhai retreated quickly. Zhang Yuegu and Yang Shenglong continued to play with Zhang Shanhai by passing the ball, but Zhang Shanhai remained unmoved and retreated to the three-second zone. He quickly pounced to get the ball.
The ball was passed by Yang Shenglong. At the moment when Yang Shenglong passed the ball, he jumped up high and directly grabbed the ball passed by Yang Shenglong. The ball seemed to be stuck to Zhang Shanhai's hand and stopped directly in Zhang Shanhai's hand. In fact, no one could
I know that Zhang Shanhai perfectly relieved the momentum of the basketball.
Zhang Shanhai threw the ball forward and quickly chased after it. After the basketball hit the ground, he immediately controlled the basketball. Then he stood still and took action immediately. After Zhang Yuegu saw Zhang Shanhai steal the ball, he immediately retreated to the backcourt, but where did he go?
Can you catch up with Zhang Shanhai? You can only watch Zhang Shanhai throw the basketball into the basket again. It is still a clean three-pointer! This time, the third class actually expanded the score to two goals. Although the members of the third class
I don’t think I can take the initiative in this game, but I am indeed more excited and my morale is obviously much higher than at the beginning.
"That guy reacts very quickly, don't get too entangled with him!" Zhang Yuegu said.
"Well, let's not confront him, just pass the ball out. There are five of us who can play, but we can't deal with him? It seems like he really can't dribble." Yang Shenglong said.
Team 1 immediately changed their strategy. After the kick-off, they tried their best to avoid Zhang Shanhai, leaving Zhang Shanhai with nowhere to use his energy. He quickly hit the ball again and recovered two points. There was still a gap of two points.
The third class kicked off, but the first class adopted a full-court pressing tactic from the beginning, making it difficult for the first class to get the ball out. Zhang Guli personally followed Zhang Shanhai and flanked Zhang Shanhai with another teammate.
Zhang Shanhai ran quickly, threw away these two people, grabbed the basketball directly from Shaosong's hands, and then dribbled the ball quickly. Zhang Shanhai's dribbling was indeed very bad, which made the defensive players of the first class think it was good.
Taking the opportunity, when he reached out to catch the ball, he saw Zhang Shanhai's figure flash, and he was hit by a rush of momentum, and was directly knocked aside by Zhang Shanhai.
"Fuck!" Zhang Yuegu cursed, but could only watch Zhang Shanhai's back gradually go away.
Although Zhang Shanhai's dribbling posture was not good, he was still able to control the basketball as he ran all the way, and his speed was so fast that no one could keep up.
"Damn! What a freak!" Yang Shenglong also sighed.
The members of Class Three stopped on the spot and watched Zhang Shanhai's long-range shot.
Sure enough, Zhang Shanhai still stopped outside the three-point line and threw the ball directly with one hand. It was another unconventional shooting action. But the ball still got into the basket very obediently.
Of course, Zhang Shanhai is not able to get the ball every time. The overall gap between the two classes is there, and Zhang Shanhai alone cannot completely smooth it out. Fortunately, every shot in the first class is not 100% scored. Zhang Shanhai
Basically controlled the rebounds. There were still many opportunities to counterattack. In the end, with Zhang Shanhai's three-pointer, they won the confrontation with less than one goal scored.
Let everyone who is familiar with the situation of Class 1 and Class 3 take off their glasses.
Yi Ning, a member of Class 5 who was the only championship competitor in Class 3, happened to be practicing on the sidelines. He was also a physical education student and was overjoyed to see this result.
"Zhang Yuegu, I think you are a bit hung up this time. I thought you could meet us in the finals, but now it seems that it is a little hung up. We may meet in advance."
There are eight classes in the first grade, and each four teams are in a round-robin competition. The top two teams in the group will advance, and the first place will play against the second place in the other group. Yi Ning means that he is not optimistic that the first class will qualify as the first in the group.
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In the midst of joy, Zhang Shanhai returned home empty-handed and put all his books in the school. After a game, Zhang Shanhai was still sweating profusely. Gods also have to metabolize. It seems that the writing in the novel is not so accurate.
, the difference between a master and a low hand is that they are doing the same job. The low hand is sweating profusely, but the master is like a normal person. But Zhang Shanhai found that he was no different from his classmates. The heat generated during running made
The water in the body is lost faster and eventually turns into sweat.
Zhang Shanhai didn't come home on time because he was playing. He Ni was not only not angry, but even happier. (To be continued...)
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