Under the basket, with no one guarding him and with enough space and time to shoot, he was actually "blocked by the basket"...
Watching the basketball hit the basket and go out of bounds, the teammates were speechless on the court and the opponents were secretly having fun; there were boos and jeers off the court (regardless of village).
But even in this situation, Long Xiaochuan still smiled at him: "It doesn't matter, I'll find another chance."
Shi Lang was worried that there was not enough time for a comeback, so he urged his teammates to dribble the ball into the fast break. They already knew that Long Lisheng couldn't play, so they directly passed the ball inside to hit this point.
Long Lisheng was at a loss when facing the murderous Shi Lang, who actually jumped over his head and completed a face-mounted smash.
Shi Lang's tomahawk dunk created momentum and sounded the clarion call for Yucun's counterattack.
Pan Lei, who was off the field, covered his face and said, "How dare you touch his leprous with your crotch. Aren't you afraid of infecting it?"
The rest areas of the two teams were very close to each other, and he deliberately spoke loudly, clearly for Shi Zhenxing to hear.
Shi Zhenxing's face was gloomy and he was beginning to regret letting his son provoke this game.
Even if you can win, there is nothing to be happy about if it is so difficult to win, and you may not be able to win the favor of those big bosses.
But if he loses, his chances of seeking re-election as village party secretary will be even slimmer.
"Hey, who would have thought that in just a few days, their group of crooked melons and cracked jujubes could improve so much!"
He looked at Du Qiu with a guilty conscience. The only big project that could protect his prestige right now was the Yucun Basketball Park. If Boss Du cashed in his investment, he would not only have achieved outstanding results during his tenure, but would also focus on projects in the future to promote
Investment and implementation responsibilities can be exchanged for some votes from party members.
Du Qiu felt Lao Shi's gaze and shook his head pretending to be dissatisfied.
Secretary Shi's heart felt cold, he sighed and left...
Pan Lei guessed that this person probably had the lucky mentality of fans that "you can win without watching" and "you won't lose if you turn off the TV".
No one can tell whether it was Secretary Shi's metaphysics that took effect, or whether his departure triggered some emotional switch, and the game on the court suddenly became intense.
Long Lisheng from Leizhai went crazy and lost control: "Damn it, are you trying to slap me in the face? It's insulting, right?"
He chased Shi Lang like crazy and kept rubbing his bald head against the opponent, challenging the bottom line of the opponent and the referee.
Today's referees are very lax in enforcing the law. Except for the obvious cases of pulling and pushing someone to cause a fall, ordinary thugs and dribbling violations are not called very often.
Shi Lang was eager to win in his heart, and his status as captain also prevented him from shrinking, so he forcibly ignored Long Lisheng's skin disease and even insisted on scoring goals on him.
Yucun scored frequently, but Leizhai's offense failed.
Gain Long Xiaochuan was too obsessed with letting Long Lisheng score.
In addition to the ball just now, he created two more opportunities in succession, but Long Lisheng failed to seize them.
Seeing that the score was getting close to only 4 points left, Lei Zhai began to have thoughts.
Sun Changxing questioned whether Long Lisheng was a waste because he couldn't make a shot without anyone defending the basket.
Long Lisheng looked ashamed: "I don't know why, but I get nervous when I get the ball."
Luo Gaozhan expressed his dissatisfaction loudly: "Why, do you have to pass the ball to him? I can shoot more accurately than him with my eyes closed!"
Long Xiaochuan quickly calmed down: "Okay, okay, I'll pass it on to you next time."
Little did he know that this was all a smokescreen. When he really broke through and created an opportunity to score the ball, he faked a pass to Luo Gaozhan, attracting the defense and attention of many people, and then passed the ball to Long Lisheng.
Unfortunately, this time Long Lisheng finally succeeded. He made a clumsy hook shot while unmarked at the basket.
Just after making such a goal, he ran around the field excitedly, yelling and pulling on his team uniform, and shooting and shooting with guns in both hands, which was even more exaggerated than a football player's celebration of a goal.
After doing this, he floated to Long Xiaochuan again, beaming and laughing: "I really belong to you! Why are you so willing to keep making balls for me?"
Long Xiaochuan smiled: "For me, fulfilling my promise is more important than winning; for Lei Zhai, letting a prodigal son come back is also more important than winning. So, if you were me, what would you do?"
His words convinced all his teammates and they all gave thumbs up.
But while they were distracted, Amemura had already served quickly and launched a surprise attack.
Long Xiaochuan and others were not slow to react, but in the end they were unable to stop others from attacking the basket with their hands high and high.
The score between the two sides was 58:54, and Lei Zhai still led, but not by much.
There were 4 minutes left in the fourth quarter. If the game continued like this, Lei Zhai would definitely lose, so Long Xiaochuan made substitution adjustments.
He finally replaced Long Lisheng, who made all nine people feel awkward, and Pan Lei regained control of the inside line.
Shi Lang also called Xue Zhuang up again, and both sides sent out their main lineups to prepare for the bayonet.
Xue Zhuang, who had had time to breathe, became more energetic again and was no longer at a disadvantage against Pan Lei.
The game that Long Xiaochuan worked hard on has failed, and he can only rely on his 4-point lead to counter the real gap in strength between the two sides.
4 minutes, 240 seconds, if not counting fouls and free throws, at least 10 and no more than 25 rounds.
Long Xiaochuan and Long Zaiyuan must rely on their individual abilities to cooperate with each other to fight hard.
They fished in front of them to save their energy, just for the few offensive opportunities, they tried their best to play for 24 seconds, and took action at the last moment to end the game. They had to delay time and score goals. Others could not do it.
Only the uncle and nephew can complete it.
Of course Shi Lang knew what his opponent was thinking. Both sides had already made their cards clear. Even if his side had insufficient intelligence before, he had already figured out the tactics of Pan Lei and others after playing the game for forty minutes.
Amemura still has to rush to attack and press the whole court to defend. For every additional round played and every additional steal, their chance of winning increases by one point.
The full-court press leads to increased body contact, and small moves and dirty tricks emerge in an endless stream. The Lei Zhai players who have visited wild ball games obviously have some experience, and their moves are hidden, with small amplitude and high intensity.
However, the referee always turned a blind eye, which made the Yucun players more and more angry.
During a fight for a rebound, Xue Zhuang was poked in the ribs by Pan Lei. He was so angry that he hugged the ball with both hands and suddenly swung his elbows.
The blow was very heavy, and the tip of his elbow hit Pan Lei's forehead, knocking the big fat man down immediately.
Long Xiaochuan thought Pan Lei was acting at first, but when he saw a cut on his forehead and blood flowing out, he was really shocked and hurried over to investigate the situation and call someone to stop the bleeding.
The audience in Lei Village was in an uproar, and many people rushed into the stadium.
Some were busy rescuing people, and some went to pinch Xue Zhuang's neck to ask for an explanation. Of course, Yucun would not sit still and wait for death. The two sides started pushing and shoving during the quarrel, and the situation was on the verge of getting out of control.