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Pure Love Chapter 8 The first battle, the team is wiped out at the beginning

Leizhai is located at the western foot of Leiming Mountain. There are stone walls preserved from the Ming and Qing Dynasties on the outside. The houses are built on the mountain and are scattered high and low. From a distance, it looks like a cottage fortress. This is where the word "Zhai" in the name of the village comes from.

The flat land in the village is scarce, and the basketball court was converted from a threshing floor more than ten years ago. The rammed earth yard is lined with white ash, and a basketball stand is erected at both ends.

In the early years, basketball hoops were the type that villagers nailed with wooden boards. Only after the Poverty Alleviation Task Force came did formal equipment be transported from outside the mountains, which is the standard frame of modern tempered glass backboards.

Long Xiaochuan and his friends gathered here. Before they could exchange a few words, they felt a "murderous aura" coming towards them.

On the other side of the basketball court, Long Zaitian suddenly appeared with four peers.

They all wore Tsing Yi with no collar and copper buttons slit on the right side, large straight trousers, and their hair in a bun. All they had to do was carry native guns and waist knives on their backs. They were the standard traditional Miao villagers' attire.

The only modern element on their bodies is the yellow rubber shoes with tire soles on their feet. The older generation is reluctant to buy basketball shoes, so they exchange them for a pair of yellow rubber shoes that are not old and new, even if they are the biggest loser in the sport of basketball.

Respected.

Pan Lei hadn't realized the seriousness of the problem yet, so he walked up to us with a smile on his face and said, "Hey, I'm going. It doesn't have to be so grand. Uncle Zai Tian, ​​Uncle Qing Guo, and uncles are here to greet us in person?"

Before Long Zaitian could say anything, his uncle Pan Qingguo had already slapped him with a palm as big as a cattail leaf fan: "Little bastard, you still know how to come back! You were lazy a few days ago and asked your uncle and me to go to Yucun to embarrass you, right?"

Pan Lei screamed strangely and hurriedly ran away with his head in his arms. His fat butt and figure-footed steps made people laugh.

Long Xiaochuan saw his father's unkind expression and knew that the other party was here to compete, so he hurriedly stepped forward to intercede: "Dad, don't be so anxious, right? It's the first time the five of us have met at the stadium in so many years, and we are completely unfamiliar with each other.

, can you give us time to get used to it?"

Long Zaitian snorted coldly: "We don't have as much free time as you! Take advantage of the time when everyone is free now!"

Long Xiaochuan looked around and deliberately made excuses to delay: "This... there is no referee!"

Today is Monday, and Long Xiaomei has gone to school. Except for the 10 of them, there are two old ladies in their seventies sunbathing around the basketball court. There is no one else around, not even one who can score, let alone

It's said that a penalty was awarded for blowing the whistle.

Long Zaitian directly threw the basketball over: "Why do you need a referee when you are playing with us? Did you also need a referee when you were playing when you were young?"

Sun Changxing took advantage of the fact that he was the best in the game and took over the conversation nonchalantly: "Then let's fight, who is afraid of whom? Let go and fight, this will take me flying and carry everyone!"

Long Xiaochuan looked back and saw that Luo Gaozhan and Yu Zhengyi were also eager to try, so he nodded in agreement: "Okay, let's compare according to the international rules of 20 minutes in each half and a 10-minute break in the middle."

Long Zaitian knew that he was looked down upon by his son.

Because if according to the rules of the NBA or CBA professional league, the entire game is divided into 4 quarters, each quarter is 12 minutes, and the two teams have 8 minutes more. This is a big physical test for the five senior players of the Dad team.

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He didn't say anything, but instead smiled cheekily: "Since you are so considerate and caring, we also return a favor to you. There is no need to jump the ball at the kick-off. The ball will be given to you, and the ball will be served from the backcourt."

Long Xiaochuan looked back at Sun Changxing, who was as if nothing had happened. He didn't realize that there was anything wrong with his words. He couldn't laugh or cry: "Serve from the backcourt? Okay, let's just treat our elders as filial to our uncles and uncles!"

There was no change of uniforms, no opening whistle, and not even a scoreboard. Long Xiaochuan and his four partners hurriedly started playing together for the first time.

This was a very bad experience.

The moment the ball came out of the backcourt, Long Xiaochuan knew something was going to happen.

He believes that he has good skills and should be the core of the team, responsible for organizing and launching offense.

Unfortunately, the other four people seemed to think so too.

After Luo Gaozhan received the ball, he rushed towards the opponent without any regard, not caring about the fact that his teammates had not caught up yet, and the opponent was already in a second and third defense position, blocking all offensive routes.

As expected, after he was blocked by Long Zaitian, he held the ball with both hands and didn't know what to do with it, so he was forced to distribute the ball to the right.

Long Xiaochuan rushed to meet him, but was "cut off" by teammate Sun Changxing who unexpectedly appeared.

Sun Changxing is obviously the best choice for power forward. It stands to reason that whether he goes inside to get the ball to attack the basket, or he provides support in the high pick-and-roll, he is a good choice.

As a result, he wandered outside the three-point line and took the shooting guard position.

Long Xiaochuan couldn't understand and subconsciously stepped up to screen for him so that he could break through and lay up.

As a result, Sun Changxing had no such intention at all. Facing Yang Hongbing's close defense, he did not rush or pass, and took a pull-out shot from outside the three-point line...

"rebound!"

Even with his eyes closed, Long Xiaochuan knew that this ball would be difficult to score. While reminding Pan Lei at the basket, he was ready to rush for the ball.

Who would have known that the ball was thrown an outrageous "no-touch" and went straight out of bounds under the basketball hoop.

The good news is that Pan Lei accidentally picked up the rebound because he was pushed by his uncle. The bad news is that this guy didn't intend to pass the ball.

I saw him standing at a negative angle under the basket, with his mind full of obsession with shooting and scoring, and he was so clumsy that he raised his hands on the spot without even making a take-off action.

As a result, of course, my fifty-year-old uncle Pan Qingguo jumped up high and rewarded me with a solid hot pot hat.

Pan Lei was overturned by a man with the ball and fell onto his back.

He wailed and screamed: "Oh, I'm going to foul it, it's a foul!"

Pan Qingguo slapped him on the back of the neck: "Get up! This is obviously a good shot. There is no foul. Who will serve the ball in your frontcourt?"

Urged by his unquestionable tone, Yu Zhengyi came over proactively.

Hey, it's this guy's turn to be embarrassed.

Due to the tight defense of the Dad team, Yu Zhongyi seemed to be "possessed by Zhou Qi" and was so nervous that he threw the basketball directly into the arms of his opponent Luo Xiangdong.

Uncle Luo has always been ruthless and doesn't talk much. He just takes the ball and goes straight to the fast break.

Long Xiaochuan really pursued the defense at full speed seriously, but there was Sun Shengli of the opponent behind him to help him.

Luo Xiangdong passed the ball without vision, assisted Sun Shengli in a layup, and scored 2 points from Long Xiaochuan's head.

Long Xiaochuan gasped and didn't know how to evaluate his strange teammates.

This is like five people playing in the black game of Honor of Kings. When selecting heroes, they all brag about their level in the national server. As a result, they lose their lives one by one at the beginning, and the team is wiped out in less than two minutes. How can this be played?

"Timeout! Let's call a timeout!"

He has competition experience and knows that he must make adjustments immediately, otherwise he will definitely collapse if he continues to play.

But during this precious timeout, he didn't even say a word. Because Pan Lei, Sun Changxing, and Luo Gaozhan all ignored their mistakes and mistakes, and unanimously pointed their finger at Yu Zhongyi: "Are you a fool? Give the ball a try.

Pass it directly to the opponent?"


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