i have a traveling frog

Chapter 85 Give me the ball, I want to eat hot pot

With a whistle, the second quarter officially started.

With the possession of the ball in class two of the third year, Jin Xin took the ball and began to slowly press the ball towards the half court of class seven of the third year.

It was Huang Ze who was defending Jinxin. Huang Ze was sticking close to Jinxin. Jinxin wanted to break through several times, but Huang Ze perfectly defended him.

Jin Xin had no choice but to make a fake move and throw the ball to Li Hongming.

Li Hongming was a little flustered when he saw someone coming up with the ball, and hurriedly passed the ball to Zhu Zhiming in the penalty area.

The lineup of the second class of the third year was played around Zhu Zhiming, and the other party obviously knew it.

Li Hongming's intention to pass the ball was too obvious, Huang Ze accelerated suddenly, stretched out his arm, and intercepted the ball.

"Huang Ze! Huang Ze!"

There was a burst of screaming outside the arena, as if they regarded Huang Ze as an idol.

After grabbing the ball, Huang Ze smiled triumphantly, accelerated the ball and ran across the half court, made a three-step layup, and easily scored two points.

Huang Ze's whole set of movements was smooth and fast, and Jin Xin couldn't catch up at all. Zhu Zhiming was a power forward, and his speed was far behind their defenders, so he could only watch helplessly as he scored.

Li Hongming looked at Zhu Zhiming at a loss, looking aggrieved.

"It's okay, pay attention to the opponent before passing the ball next time." Zhu Zhiming comforted.

Jin Xin took the ball again, and the five members of the second class of the third year retreated one after another.

Jin Xin could see that if he wanted to win this time, he and Zhu Zhiming could only rely on him. Since Huang Ze was guarding him so hard, he could only rely on Zhu Zhiming.

I don't know if he can handle it.

After determining the target, Jin Xin forced a breakthrough from outside the three-point line, and Huang Ze's defense was still impeccable.

Jin Xin saw the opportunity, took a step back, and passed the ball accurately to Zhu Zhiming's hands.

Zhu Zhiming is playing against Ye Xiaofeng, and Zhu Zhiming is worthy of him. He holds the ball and shoots a jumper directly. Zhu Zhiming is three to four centimeters taller than Ye Xiaofeng. The most important thing is that Zhu Zhiming has a long wingspan, and his shooting is a fadeaway jumper. Ye Xiaofeng is really defensive. Can't stand him.

"Boom!"

The sound of a crisp hollow ball passing through the net came, and 2 points were recovered.

"Zhu Zhiming, come on!"

The students in class two of the third year also shouted.

Even Su Wenran could see that Ye Xiaofeng couldn't defend against Zhu Zhiming at all, as long as he fought around Zhu Zhiming, he might have a chance.

"Team Zhu Zhiming for me." Huang Ze immediately said to Yang Junhao, asking him and Ye Xiaofeng to defend Zhu Zhiming together.

"Don't worry, prevent him from dying." Yang Junhao said solemnly.

Huang Ze took the ball and walked back and forth in the penalty area of ​​Class Two of the third year several times, as if showing off, and finally withdrew from the three-point line to shoot a three-pointer.

There are so many people shouting for Huang Ze, I have to admit that he is quite charming when he plays basketball.

Unfortunately, when Huang Ze looked for Lin Yin's figure, he found that Lin Yin didn't care about him, but was chatting with the female classmate beside her, and occasionally glanced at Su Wenran secretly.

Huang Ze suddenly rushed to the top of his head.

At this time, the score difference between the two sides is 9 points. Once it exceeds 10 points, it will be difficult to catch up in a game of 6 minutes.

When Zhu Zhiming got the ball, he clearly felt the pressure of Ye Xiaofeng and Yang Junhao's double-teaming.

Although the opponent double-teamed him and there was some space for the other defensive players, Zhu Zhiming felt that it was not safe to pass the ball to Xu Tianchuan or Li Hongming, and he might be cut off.

The harder it is, the more you have to stand up on your own.

Zhu Zhiming became extremely tough, and under the double-teaming of Ye Xiaofeng and Yang Junhao, he still forced a layup.

As a result, Yang Junhao made two free throws and Zhu Zhiming made two free throws.

Ye Xiaofeng was so angry that Zhu Zhiming had humiliated him just now, but now he defended him by himself, and there was nothing he could do about him, making him completely humiliated.

"Give me the ball later, I'll hit it." Ye Xiaofeng said emotionally to Huang Ze.

"You...are you okay?" Huang Ze said a little worriedly, it was Zhu Zhiming who defended Ye Xiaofeng, obviously, even Huang Ze didn't believe him.

"If I say give it to me, I will give it to me. If you don't give it to me, be careful, I'm in a hurry with you!"

Ye Xiaofeng urgently needed to prove himself at this time, but Huang Ze had the ball all the time, he didn't care about anything else, so he asked Huang Ze to give him the ball, and he wanted to blow Zhu Zhiming up, so that he could relieve his anger.

Seeing Ye Xiaofeng being so decisive, Huang Ze had no choice but to pass the ball to him in the next attack.

Ye Xiaofeng held the ball and was about to confront Zhu Zhiming, but he circled a few times, but he didn't bypass Zhu Zhiming, instead he pushed himself into a dead corner.

Can't bear it, vote!
Regardless of everything, Ye Xiaofeng jumped up and shot toward the basket.

I saw that basketball was thrown high, and then fell straight down...

It fell directly to the ground...

Three do not stick ah!

There was a burst of laughter outside the arena.

"Strike the iron, old iron."

Ye Xiaofeng's face flushed, and he glared at Zhu Zhiming viciously, still unable to swallow the anger in his heart.

"Give me back the ball next time!" Ye Xiaofeng said angrily.

Huang Ze and Yang Junhao saw that Ye Xiaofeng's eyes were red, so they didn't say anything, just give it to you, it's okay to waste a few goals, anyway, they are leading now.

In the attack of class two of the third year, Zhu Zhiming, surrounded by three people, passed the ball to Xue Yongzhi. Xue Yongzhi scored two shots, and the difference between the two sides was 7 points.

Huang Ze dribbled the ball and looked around leisurely.

"Give it to me." Ye Xiaofeng strode around Zhu Zhiming's body, found a gap, stretched out his hands, and let Huang Ze pass the ball.

Huang Ze knew that he would not let Ye Xiaofeng score some points, so he passed the ball to Ye Xiaofeng accurately.

"Hmph, I'm going to score this time!"

Ye Xiaofeng said happily in his heart, he jumped high and aimed at the basket to shoot the ball.

Unexpectedly, at the moment of his shot, Zhu Zhiming stretched out an ape arm and blocked his ball abruptly!
"Pretty!"

The people around shouted that apart from dunks on the basketball court, blocking shots is the most morale-boosting thing.

Even those who originally cheered for Huang Ze couldn't help cheering.

"Oh, this hot pot is very comfortable to eat."

Many people joked that in basketball terminology, eating hot pot means being blocked.

Ye Xiaofeng has a very bad image in people's minds, so when Ye Xiaofeng holds the ball, they will be booed, not to mention he also ate hot pot, the onlookers naturally laughed.

When Ye Xiaofeng heard this, all the hair on his body was furious, and all the anger he had spent in the past two days came to his mind.

"Fuck your grandma, remember me!"

Ye Xiaofeng squeezed out these words viciously through his teeth, turned around and returned to defense.

After this time, Ye Xiaofeng no longer clamored for the ball. He was defending Zhu Zhiming all the time, but unfortunately he couldn't defend at all. Even if he double-teamed with Yang Junhao, he was often forced by Zhu Zhiming.

However, in class seven of three years, Huang Ze's scoring point has been very stable. Even in class two of three years, relying on Zhu Zhiming to score again and again, the scores of the two sides still did not catch up. Back to a 9-point gap.

At the end of the halftime, the difference between the two sides was still 9 points.

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