"Wu Xiangle, cut to the basket quickly! With your height, no one can stop you. Please make sure to score this goal again!"
On the basketball court, the confrontation between the Archives Department and the Public Administration Department has become intense at this time. Although the second quarter of the game has just begun, the enemy and we are already locked in a fight to the death.
One and a half quarters, 15 minutes.
This has reached the best state since the start of the Archives Department. It seems that as long as squad leader Zhai Yiming no longer plays, it will have a positive effect on the team. Even if it does not win, at least it will not lose ugly.
So as soon as the second quarter started, Ma Yuwei worked hard and actively played the role of a core player. When he saw Wu Xiangle running quickly to the basket, and he was double-teamed by two players from the opponent, he immediately jumped high
, throwing the ball high.
On the basketball court, height is everything, especially in non-professional games like theirs. The absolute height can even directly determine the outcome. As long as tall players lift the ball above their heads, the opponent will not even have many chances to get the ball.
"Okay! I'm coming!"
With a roar, the tall and thin Wu Xiang was happy to see that Zhai Yiming was not on the court. He saw the basketball passing through a beautiful arc and falling to the top of his head with great precision. He immediately jumped high and grabbed the ball with one hand.
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Seeing that the basketball hoop was still a certain distance away from him, Wu Xiangle knew that his long-range shooting percentage was slightly poor, so he dribbled the ball a little and immediately glided toward the basket!
"Bang!"
"Beep! Hit someone with the ball!"
As the whistle blew, although Wu Xiangle safely threw the ball into the basket this time, because he had been staring at the basket just now, he actually ignored the opponent and the defensive players.
Although the opponent is much smaller than himself, he has far more basketball experience than himself. Therefore, the moment he moved his steps, the opponent was already nailed to his offensive line like a tree stump, and with a flash of his figure
, as soon as the body made contact, the opponent immediately stood up and fell, and no one knew that he was diving.
"Uh...foul?"
Looking back at Ma Yuwei, who had just left a great opportunity for himself, Wu Xiang happily touched his nose, with a bit of embarrassment on his face.
15 to 26, the score could have been narrowed by the good situation, but the little shot that was finally fought was broken in his own hands.
"It doesn't matter, we still have a chance, just defend hard!"
Ma Yuwei patted Wu Xiangle on the shoulder and smiled lightly to express his understanding.
Everyone makes mistakes, but for a big player, movement is even more of a weakness...
Soon, the ball returned to the opponent's hands again.
Compared with the Archives Department, where three players, Ma Yuwei, Chen Bin, and Wu Xiangle, hold up half the sky, the Public Administration Department is simply more blossoming, and everyone can play their own role, especially the center Zhao Donghai, although he is five feet shorter than Wu Xiangle.
About centimeters, but his blocking and rebounding skills are top-notch. As long as he misses the basketball shot, he will snatch it away from him in all likelihood. He is especially good at long-range shooting. Every attack almost relies on at least two people.
Only with a strong defense can it be stopped.
Soon, the initiative was handed over to the opponent, and the score was immediately increased by four points.
15 to 30, less than half time, and it returned to the previous rhythm of abuse.
"***, idiot Wu Xiangle, what the hell did you do! If you don't know how to lay up, don't mess around. If you don't have a chance to make a layup, you can still shoot from a long distance!"
Sitting on a chair, Zhai Yiming's left leg was tied with a plaster. He had no chance to play again, so he played the role of coach again. When he saw Wu Xiangle's mistake, he was so angry that he volleyed the ball in the air and uttered curse words.
"Well, monitor, don't be so anxious! Our strength is not as good as others. Besides, Wu Xiangle only played volleyball before, so it's understandable that he can do this after such a short period of training."
Seeing that the monitor's expression was not so good, and he was talking dirty words without thinking about anyone else, Chen Xiaomin, the league secretary, finally couldn't stand it any longer.
At first, she felt that this top student in the Archives Department was studious and responsible, and she admired him very much. But in just a few months, this guy has turned into this kind of face, which is really chilling.
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At this time, he insulted his classmates unceremoniously in front of so many classmates behind him. Even if he was just a girl, he felt that this attitude was too much.
"Understand? You don't understand! Why are you interrupting if you don't understand basketball? Just be your audience!"
Zhai Yiming kept his eyes on the court. When he didn't look at Chen Xiaomin, he immediately sneered and said: "Oh, by the way, you told me before that Wei Beibei from your dormitory has come back, right... Since she is back, then
Why haven't you seen Jiang Qi yet? Didn't we agree that he would play in this game? Why haven't we seen anyone yet?"
"How do I know this? There's no need to ask me for advice on what actions people should take, right?"
Hearing the tone of the monitor becoming more and more arrogant, Chen Xiaomin secretly gritted her teeth and felt extremely regretful for having so kindly chatted with the monitor.
If I had known he had such an attitude, I would have just ignored him even if I was talking to Dog and Cat.
"There is no need to ask you for instructions? Chen Xiaomin, don't forget, you are a class committee member now! Besides, it is the time for class activities, and the class activities staff are not well organized. Do you think there is a need to ask for instructions..."
Suddenly turning around, Zhai Yiming suddenly flashed a flash of ridicule in his eyes.
In recent days, he has shouldered all the contempt and ridicule towards the Archives Basketball Team. When he finally got an opportunity, of course he had to pass on the resentment in his heart.
"It's up to you! Not to mention the league secretary, even the principal has no right to make others slaves!"
Hearing that the monitor's tone was becoming less and less communicative, Chen Xiaomin smiled coldly and instantly pulled her chair back to keep a certain distance from him.
"Damn! It's terrible. Each one is more tempered than the other. I really don't know how I got into such a class..."
Seeing that all his classmates were hiding away from him, Zhai Yiming couldn't help but cursed secretly. He didn't realize that others had not changed, but he was slowly becoming cruel because of the monitor's power.
Looking around from a distance, he still couldn't find Jiang Qi's shadow, and Zhai Yiming couldn't help but look a little anxious.
In this class now, apart from being injured and unable to play, basically all the boys who have touched a basketball have played.
However, I don’t know whether it was intentional or intentional to avoid the game. These guys were either exhausted after just a few quarters, or someone was injured again and again. If Jiang Qi doesn’t show up again, let’s not talk about winning or losing.
, it is very doubtful whether there can be enough five boys to play in the second half.
If at the end of the game, there are not even five boys who can play in one class, it will create the most shameful black history in the history of the Archives team. (To be continued.)
