The atmosphere on the court before for the Jinding team was dull and they were being beaten all the time. But since Yang Mo came on the court, the momentum turned around in an instant. A few dunks made all the players' eyes look murderous. At this time, the people on the court
The three national team members also forgot their previous unhappiness. Instead, they felt that if they followed Yang Mo, they would definitely win the championship and receive a share of 10 million.
Yang Mo gave them endless confidence, making them feel that the score difference in front of them was nothing, and even mentally believed that they had a chance to win, even if the score was still behind.
Yang Mo is this kind of player. From childhood to adulthood, as long as he is still on the court, his teammates will never despair.
"This kid is so awesome." Wang Zhizhi, who was sitting on the sidelines, couldn't help but shook his head and muttered softly: "I've been playing basketball all my life, and China has never produced such a player. He's so motivational. He's born with it.
leader."
Yang Mo is not a born leader, but is nurtured. His parents died in a car accident when he was very young. Alone, he can only rely on himself for everything. He must establish absolute authority among his friends.
He will not be bullied. Under any circumstances, he cannot give up. He must be more ruthless than others to keep his feet firmly on this land. This temperament was forced out by reality, but over time, it became
Yang Mo's most precious treasure.
Then the game continued, it was still run and gun versus run and gun.
Yang Mo stared at Yi Jianlian. Originally, running and bombing would weaken Yi Jianlian's inside strength. In addition, he was a seven-foot-long man after all, and his flexibility and speed were somewhat different from Yang Mo. So the more he fought, the more unhappy he became.
, but Yang Mo became more and more prosperous as he played. Not only could he grab rebounds, but he could occasionally shoot two three-pointers from outside the three-point line.
From a starting point, the Mingyang team is definitely no match for the Jinding team.
Seeing that the Jinding team quickly tied the score and was about to widen the point difference to double digits, the head coach quickly called a timeout. He did not want to be taken away by a wave and the entire fourth quarter became garbage time.
Yixiao was generous. After all, in terms of hard power, Mingyang was better than Jin Ding. However, Yang Mo suddenly appeared from the sky and caught them off guard. They haven't found a way to deal with him yet.
After the Mingyang team called a timeout, the players walked back to the bench dejectedly. They were beaten to the point of losing their temper by the Jinding team players. They kept running back and forth, unable to catch up with others. They watched them one by one.
Three-pointers were thrown in, and occasionally two alley-oops were thrown in. This kind of psychological blow cannot be described in words.
Different from the dejected expressions of the Mingyang team players, the Jinding team players all had cheerful expressions. Yang Mo was also regarded as their leader invisibly, and they began to put aside their grudges. They even talked to him after Yang Mo scored a goal.
Hit chest.
"That dunk just now was so cool, definitely one of the top five." After getting off the court, Sun Yue told Yang Mo about the game with excitement.
"Next time you rush to the basket, will I give you one too?"
"Okay, no problem. I happen to have itchy hands."
"Okay." Yang Mo nodded, took the tactical board from Wang Yuhuai's hand, and said to Sun Yue: "Later, cross-cover with Zhu Fangyu at the top of the three-point arc, and then hand the ball to me near the free throw line.
As soon as he gets the ball, Yi Jianlian will definitely come out to help defend. When the time comes, you will cut back and I will pass the ball to you. Whether you can dunk or not is up to you."
"Okay. No problem, I'll take care of it." Sun Yue looked at the tactical board and said excitedly. This offensive tactic is simple and clear, and you can know it at a glance.
At this time, Wang Yuhuai quickly came forward and whispered: "I think they will definitely not run away and bombard later, they will definitely change the bus. In this way, they have two insiders, do we also want to
…”
Wang Yuhuai carefully gave his opinions. At this time, he was more like Yang Mo's assistant coach than Yang Mo's coach.
Hearing this, Yang Mo looked up at the time and saw that there were still more than three minutes left in the fourth quarter. He then said with a smile: "It's okay. Let him force you to force him to force you to force him to force you to force him to force you to force him to force you to force him to force you. Let him force you to force him to fight against you. We will still fight and bombard you. The bus is getting old. Let's follow him.
They can't follow our footsteps. It's better for us if they get on the bus, five on four in the frontcourt, that's great."
"Can……"
Wang Yuhuai wanted to say something more, but Yang Mo interrupted him: "Now you ask everyone if they are willing to attack from a position? Everyone is not happy enough, and the climax has not yet come.
Just wear a condom, that’s unethical!”
Yang Mo's joke made the team members nod repeatedly, with ambiguous and understanding smiles on their faces. Sun Yue even helped: "Coach, just leave it alone, we listen to Brother Yang, it must be right."
Unknowingly, Yang Mo has become their brother. Wang Yuhuai saw that Yang Mo was taking the lead, so he didn't say much. Anyway, as long as he wins, he can direct the tactics no matter who he is. He is not a control freak.
.
drop!
Soon, the timeout ended and the game resumed.
Sure enough, Mingyang team replaced Bus. Team Mingyang hit the ball to half court and immediately got down to attack. Yang Mo immediately wrapped around Bus. Bus didn't want the ball, so he wasted Yang Mo.
When Yang Mo saw this, he was very happy to have some leisure time, so he could save his energy to fight and attack.
After Liu Wei fiddled with the ball for a few times on the outside, he passed it to Yi Jianlian near the free throw line. Yi Jianlian caught the ball and made two fake moves. Zhu Fangyu on the opposite side looked indifferent. He was unwilling to defend. Who wants to spend his energy on defense?
Come on, and since you can't defend him, let him shoot.
After Yi Jianlian took the basketball and made two fake moves, seeing that Zhu Fangyu was completely indifferent and thought it was boring, he shot a jumper...Bang!
The arc was slightly high, and the basketball bounced high. Yang Mo quickly tried to grab the rebound, but Yang Mo just stuck his butt out and pushed him outside the paint area. Seeing this, Zhu Fangyu stretched out his hand and grabbed the rebound.
An effortless rebound.
"Quick attack!"
Yang Mo shouted, and all the members of the Jinding team were like fighter jets on patrol, spreading their legs and running towards the front court. The bus wanted to chase, but as Yang Mo said, there is no strength in the old arms and legs.
Maybe he was determined to kill the thief, but he was unable to save himself.
Chen Jianghua brought the ball to the frontcourt, and before Zhu Fangyu and Sun Yue could cross-cover, he handed the ball to Yang Mo in the middle line. As soon as Yang Mo got the ball, Yi Jianlian quickly pounced on him, and Yang Mo quickly gave Sun Yue a look.
, Sun Yue quickly penetrated in, Yang Mo passed the ball with a hidden hit, Sun Yue received the basketball, jumped high, and easily smashed the basketball into the basket with a one-handed dunk.
"It's impossible to guard against it." Yang Mo smiled at Yi Jianlian. Yi Jianlian had a bitter look on his face. He had no choice but to be pinched seven inches by Yang Mo. Now Team Mingyang can't get on the bus, and it won't work if they don't get on the bus. Anyway, it's a dead end.
No solution.
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