stadium predictor

Chapter 6 [Substitute - Brain Tank]

[Chapter [-] Substitute - Brain Tank]

On the court, because it was the last goal, the group of Guan Ping, Guo Huichao and Zhao Dabao had to defend desperately.

But Song Feng can become the "star player" of the Yougao basketball team. The basketball skills he has cultivated since he was a child cannot be underestimated. Wang Weilie and Sun Hongwei are also very willing to see him score the last goal alone.

"Crack, crack..."

The orange basketball was flying up and down in Song Feng's hands, and every time it touched the floor, there was a crisp sound.

How can Guan Ping hold his breath at this moment?

Song Feng's CIC has an astonishingly high hit rate!

With two strides, Guan Ping rushed out from under the basket and ran in front of Song Feng. He spread his legs apart and opened his two long arms at the same time, completely covering the space about one meter in front of Song Feng. Get up, like a screen.

"hey-hey!"

Seeing Guan Ping's ready look, Song Feng suddenly smiled, and then, holding a basketball with his right hand, he rushed towards Guan Ping's left side.

"dream!"

Guan Ping let out a low cry, and quickly moved his left foot to the left, and at the same time, his body's center of gravity also moved to the left.

"Idiot!" Seeing Guan Ping shifting his center of gravity so easily, Liu Song, the "black bear" on the sidelines, couldn't help cursing.

Sure enough, Song Feng, who was determined to break through from the right, suddenly retracted his body's center of gravity, and then pressed the basketball towards his crotch with his right hand!
"Boom!"

The extremely fast basketball bounced directly to Song Feng's left hand, then his body twisted to the left, the center of gravity moved forward again, and passed by Guan Ping's right side with ease.

"Fuck!" Guan Ping couldn't help cursing seeing Song Feng playing himself so easily.

Guan Ping's scolding made Song Feng's ears very uncomfortable!
"Dum, thump!"

After two strides, Song Feng has already rushed into the penalty area!
Guo Huichao was entangled with Wang Weilie on the other side. He didn't expect Guan Ping to be passed by Song Feng so easily. If he wanted to return to defense, how could he have time?

"Hey!!!"

Song Feng put his left foot on the floor, and after a sharp "squeak" sound, he flew into the air with the force of his left foot.

"Idiot! What are you deducting!?" Wang Zhen at the side of the court rolled his eyes again.

Following Wang Zhen's words, Song Feng was holding the basketball with his left hand and covering it with his right hand in mid-air. When his body flew to the highest point, his left hand gave it lightly, and then his right hand grabbed the basketball and pressed it directly on the blue frame. middle!

"Oh!"

With a soft sound, the basket shook slightly!
Song Feng easily completed a one-handed dunk!
"nice shot!"

"Pretty!"

Wang Weilie and Sun Hongwei praised together, and even Wang Bin, who was blowing the whistle, gave Song Feng a thumbs up: "Okay! It seems that you are not idle after a summer vacation! You are good at this game! Okay, Guan Ping and the others lost It's not wrong!"

Hearing everyone's compliments on him, Song Feng couldn't help but smile flatteredly, with a smug handsome face, it really looked kind and comfortable.

Guan Ping came over now, and patted Song Feng on the shoulder: "Brother Song! You are even stronger than before. This year our team will rely on you and Boss Wang!"

"Got it!" Song Feng laughed and said, "I can't resist your brute force! We won this ball, thanks to my brother's help!"

"genius?"

Song Feng nodded: "It was his idea that we were able to snatch the ball back from you twice!"

At this moment, Guan Ping was still a little confused.

Didn't Guo Huichao miss a shot?
Didn't he miss it because he beat him forcefully and blocked his sight?
How...how did it become the credit of that genius Wang Zhen?
"Okay, okay!" Liu Song slapped his hands: "Wang Bin, you take them to start basic training, Song Feng, come here!"

Song Feng grinned and ran over in a hurry.

"Song Feng, your buddy just called you an idiot when you dunked the dunk! What do you think?"

Song Feng was taken aback, and looked at Wang Zhen next to him: "Wang Dazhen, why do you call me an idiot? Isn't my dunk dunk handsome?"

Wang Zhen didn't hide, pouted and said, "Didn't I tell you? For players under two meters tall, the success rate of layups is much higher than dunks! How tall are you?" , Do you think you can score [-]% if you dunk? O’Neal still has dunks! The ball just now was the last ball. You said that if you didn’t make the dunk and the ball went to Guan Ping’s team, you would definitely win. ?”

Uh!
Hearing Wang Zhen's machine-gun-like words, Song Feng was dumbfounded. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't get a word out from between his teeth.

Because what Wang Zhen said makes sense!

Liu Song looked at Song Feng with a smile and said: "Song Feng, remember the lesson from this time! Don't think that you are handsome if you can dunk! It's amazing! You have to learn from Wang Zhen!... By the way, Wang Zhen, you join our basketball team! How about it?"

"Me?" Wang Zhen was taken aback.

Song Feng said hurriedly on the side: "Yes! Wang Dazhen, you should also join our school's basketball team! Although your skills are not good, but you are smart, it will definitely help our team. Anyway, you have a lot of spare time Yes, joining the basketball team will not delay your studies!"

"Can I do it?" Wang Zhen said with a wry smile, "If it's for fun, I can do it. You know that I haven't received professional training since I was a child. I'm eighteen this year, and I still play basketball? It's too late, isn't it?" ?”

Liu Song came over and said, "Wang Zhen, come to the basketball team! Your wisdom and calmness are what our basketball team needs very much! It doesn't matter if you haven't received professional training, there is still time to start now."

"Wang Dazhen, you also know that this Nike Cup competition is very important to me, so just help me!"

"Then... well!" Wang Zhen smiled wryly, "But let me explain first, my skills are really not very good! Playing as a substitute is my limit!"

Liu Song said with a smile: "It's good that you are willing to join the team, just practice your skills slowly!"

In fact, what Liu Song valued Wang Zhen had anything to do with his golf skills?

What's more, Liu Song is optimistic about Wang Zhen's wisdom!
With this kid, he is equivalent to having a think tank!

(End of this chapter)