Chapter 22 - First Opponent

Because there is no indoor court in the seventh and sixth middle schools, the games of the seventh and sixth middle schools are arranged in the city second middle school, and the second middle school only built a new gymnasium two years ago.

The game is scheduled in the afternoon and weekends.

Qin Hao came to No. 2 Middle School early with his teammates. He looked up and saw that there were many students from No. 7 Middle School in the auditorium. Peng Jun, the little fat man, was in the queue, and there were even many girls who were obviously coming for Jiang Feng. Nowadays, the school prince in the mind of the seventh middle school girl's is Jiang Feng but his just a little bit colder.

But the colder he is to the girls, the more girls are rushing.

In addition to the students in No. 7 Middle School, there are also students in No. 6 Middle School. The two sides are on the left and the other is on the right.

After all, this is their court, but the strength of the second middle school basketball team is hard to say. It is a round trip every year. They watched other schools' teams have a lot of action in their own basketball courts, but I was surprised that there was nothing like the second middle school basketball team. It's the same as watching the game at home.

Doesn`t this make you depressed?

"That's Qi Bing, No. 10. He is the captain of No. 6 Middle School. He serves as a power forward and his strength is good..." Guo Kai stopped Qin Hao, Jiang Feng, and Wang Lei, and introduced the three from No. 6 Middle School. Players.

Jiang Fangping had introduced the situation of the Sixth Middle School before, but after all, the three of them did not see it with their own eyes. Now Guo Kai will introduce them to the three again, which is regarded as matching the name and the person.

Of course, Qin Hao had known each other a long time ago.

Qin Hao looked at the opposite side, his eyes swept over a group of sixth middle school players, shook his head, and couldn't help sighing, "Basketball is not played like this."

The warm-up of the players on both sides ended, and each returned to the sidelines.

Jiang Fangping clapped his hands and the players gathered around him. He took out the tactical board and first clicked: "Guo Kai, Zhao Hai, Jiang Feng, Yuan Xiaogang, Zhao Xuebing, wait for you guys to start." Then he started drawing tactics and arranged: "Guo Kai and Zhao Hai, protect your rebounds. Jiang Feng and Yuan Xiaogang, the task of the two of you is to score, and you have to be resolute. Zhao Xuebing, you should organize well and don't stick to the ball."

"Okay, that's it. Play well, and do what we did when we were training, how we played now, beat No. 6 Middle School, and win the game!"

"Sure victory!" everyone shouted.

The sound resounded throughout the arena and reached the ears of the sixth middle players.

Sixth Middle School Center Hou Yong couldn't help but sneer, and said: "Huh, think we are still weak Sixth Middle School? It's not that easy to beat us. They will cry later."

Qi Bing clapped his hands: "If you put any cruel words, you will be cruel after a while. Remember, this is a single-elimination match, one game will be life and death, don't keep your hands."

"Hey, understand."

"Why don't you play? See them arrogant, I'll just wait to see them cry."

The players in the Sixth Middle School sneered, only Zuo Xiaojun frowned secretly, but didn't say anything. The team didn't have the final say, there were coaches and captains.

At this time, coach Huang Hao of the Sixth Middle School gave a light cough and spread out the tactical board, and began to arrange: "The opponent's core is Guo Kai and Yuan Xiaogang, first abolish Yuan Xiaogang..."

After a while, the game started.

Qin Hao grabbed Guo Kai and said, "Be careful."

Guo Kai nodded, Jiang Feng frowned slightly, but the others didn't care. He walked onto the court with a smile. Now the No. 7 Middle School has a strong lineup and is stronger than last year, afraid of a goal.

"Beep..."

The whistle sounded and the game officially began.

In the seventh middle, the starters are Guo Kai (center), Zhao Hai (power forward), Jiang Feng (small forward), Yuan Xiaogang (shooting guard), and Zhao Xuebing (pointing guard).

The top six players are Hou Yong (center), Qi Bing (power forward), Deng Xianhai (small forward), Zuo Xiaojun (shooting guard), and Zhao Liang (pointing guard).

"The height of the players in No. 7 is so tall, all three of them are almost 1.9 meters tall."

"Well, Guo Kai and Zhao Hai are both about 1.9 meters, and the one new face, he may be a freshman in high school, looks like a little white face, but he can start in the first year of high school, I am afraid it's not weak."

"No. 6 Middle School should not be the opponent of No. 7 Middle School. They played against each other last year. I watched that game and No. 7 Middle School won. Now the main players of No. 6 Middle School are no longer there, and they can't beat No. 7 Middle School."

People were talking in the audience.

Except for the students of No.6 Middle School, no one is optimistic about No.6 Middle School. After all, from the lineup, No.6 Middle School is at a disadvantage. Last year's main force was only Qi Bing and Zuo Xiaojun. Among the five starters, Hou Yong and Zhao Liang were substitutes last year. The strength is not very good, Deng Xianhai is a freshman in high school.

Moreover, the height of the seventh middle school also has an advantage, especially the inside line and the striker. Guo Kai, Zhao Hai, and Jiang Feng are all about 1.9 meters tall, while the sixth middle school only has Hou Yong height of 190 cm, Qi Bing only 187 cm, Deng Xianhai, left Xiaojun and Zhao Liang are even shorter, neither exceeding 1.5 meters.

The advantage of height was revealed in the jump ball. Guo Kai was 193 cm tall and easily jumped to the ball and slapped it to the backcourt. Zhao Xuebing got the ball and quickly advanced to the frontcourt.

Seeing Zhao Liang greeting him, Zhao Xuebing chuckled. He played against Zhao Liang last year. Zhao Liang was his defeated opponent, but his task was to organize, so he didn't entangle with Zhao Liang and passed the ball to Yuan Xiaogang.

"Go." Qi Bing winked at Zuo Xiaojun.

Zuo Xiaojun stepped forward and stood in front of Yuan Xiaogang. Yuan Xiaogang continued to dribble the ball under his hips, and then suddenly accelerated the breakthrough. He rushed past Zuo Xiaojun. Zuo Xiaojun turned and pursued. Yuan Xiaogang rushed to the inside and jumped up to meet the defender. , Zuo Xiaojun stretched out his hand and suddenly hesitated, without exerting any force, he only pushed slightly.

"Beep!"

"Huh!"

The whistle sounded and the ball is scored.

The referee pointed to Zuo Xiaojun and gave him a foul. At the same time, he signaled that Yuan Xiaogang's goal was valid and an additional penalty was required.

Huang Hao, the sixth middle school coach on the sidelines, frowned.

"What are you doing?" Qi Bing walked to Zuo Xiaojun, glared at him, and said in a low voice: "The coach said that fouls will be severe, and you must never let the opponent score 2+1. What are you thinking ?"

"I..." Zuo Xiaojun was speechless.

Qi Bing snorted and said that he was too lazy to say something, he also knew Zuo Xiaobing's thoughts, but he didn't even complain about it.

Qin Hao kept staring at the court, his gaze fell on Zuo Xiaojun, and he couldn't help nodding. The sixth middle school was not all bad guys, but he didn't know if there were anyone else besides him.

Huh!

Yuan Xiaogang made an extra free throw and made the seventh middle school students cheer.

After the Sixth Middle School attacked, Zhao Liang came to the front court and first asked for a pick-and-roll. Hou Yong stepped forward and blocked Zhao Xuebing sideways. Zhao Xuebing moved quickly, planning to bypass Hou Yong. Suddenly he tripped under his feet, staggered and almost fell on the ground. In fact, Guo Kai, who was planning to step forward and delay Zhao Liang, couldn't help but look.

"Heh." Zhao Liang seized the opportunity, passed Guo Kai in one step, and made a layup.