I'm the big president

Liu Chuang won the jump ball. Mo Zinei dribbled the ball and went straight to the front court. A small player from the opponent bowed to block him. Mo Zinei stopped and immediately stabbed the basketball with one hand. Lifting up, he turned his feet and easily passed the defender, and rushed straight to the basket. At this time, Xiao Nei Nei's feet seemed to be equipped with a motor, and he was as fast as a gust of wind.

call!
A wall of people blocked Mo Zinei's forward route, and he took a step back and jumped up, throwing a basketball at the opponent, swish!The net flower turned up and entered the net hollowly. Mo Zi turned around and ran back immediately when his inner foot landed, leaving the big guy far behind.

2 is better than 0!

Mo Zinei opened the scoring for the Dream Chaser team. There was a burst of cheers from the sidelines. A thought flashed in many people's minds. Professional teams don't seem to be that good. Our warehouse manager can easily make shots under the defense of two people.

As soon as the idea came up, the Jaws defender held the ball and went straight to the frontcourt. Irving stepped forward to defend. Looking ahead, throw the ball to the corner with a flick of the hand.

The Great White Shark small forward has been waiting in the corner for a long time, catches the ball and shoots it, whoosh!When he scored a three-pointer, there was no defense in front of him at all, and it was no different from normal shooting training.

2:3.

The advantage turned into a disadvantage in an instant. Owen passed the ball to Mo Zinei, and Mo Zinei ran forward with the ball. This time he did not run too fast, and controlled the rhythm to advance steadily.

Liu Chuang stood at the basket and raised his hand to ask for the ball. Mo Zinei suddenly accelerated and broke through from outside the three-point line. Hans, catching the ball in his hand, habitually glanced at the basket, and with this glance, the opposing player stretched out his hand and poked the ball into the air.

The Jaws small forward caught the ball and turned around and ran quickly. He returned to the basket in just a few seconds, kicked his feet high, and smashed the ball hard into the basket with one hand.

Bah!
Tomahawk dunk, the ball scored, 2 to 5.

The gap between professional players and non-professional players was fully reflected. The two standing on the commentary stand dryly reported the score. It was really not easy to explain this one-sided situation.

Mo Zinei controlled the ball for half the court, and was dug out twice during that time. Fortunately, he was skillful in handling the ball, kept the ball, and pushed the ball beyond the three-point line. Hans stepped forward to pick and roll, and Mo Zinei flicked the ball Passed to Liu Chuang, Liu Chuang turned around and shot, but was slapped hard by a big slap. The Jaws shooting guard caught the ball and sent a long pass to his own power forward, who went straight to the basket. Easy pick and hit.

2 to 7, less than 2 minutes had passed in the first quarter.

Mo Zinei took control of the ball again and crossed the half court. The two defenders stepped forward to double-team. With a sweep of their eyes, Lin Xu was outside the three-point line on the right.

The pass was exquisite, but Lin Xu who received the ball was stunned for a moment. When he raised his hand to shoot, the opponent's small forward had already rushed in front of him, and he directly blocked his eyes with his palm stretched up.

Lin Xu, whose shooting was disturbed, sighed secretly. He knew in his heart that the ball was likely to be lost.

when!
The ball hit the neck of the basket and bounced high. Liu Chuang and the opposing center jumped up to fight for the rebound.

"mine!"

Liu Chuang yelled loudly, squeezed away the opponent's center and grabbed the ball firmly with his hands. Just as he was about to put in a hook for the basket, both hands stretched out from behind his head, and took the basketball away lightly and skillfully.

Grab the ball and make a fast break immediately, and score two more points, 2 to 9.

The next game showed a one-sided trend. Except for Mo Zinei who singled out and scored two two-pointers, the others lost collectively. Liu Chuang was blocked by the opponent's center and couldn't move. Hitting the iron, Lin Xu was completely in a state of sleepwalking. The ball was passed to him and was intercepted within two seconds. The first quarter ended 6-28.

The auditorium was silent, and the bench was silent. This is the gap between professional teams and non-professional teams. The only players on the field were substitute players. The only main player, Zhang Wei, sat on the bench and looked at the audience from time to time. And yawned a few times.

Only Qin Yang found a bright spot, that is Xiao Nei, this kid is worthy of being the little prince of streetball, if the ball is in his hands, no matter how the opponent steals it, it will not help, and he can always pass the ball to the right position, what a pity The teammates are all blacksmiths, and they couldn't make shots until the basket rattled.

Rest for 3 minutes.

Mo Zinei returned to the sidelines with a depressed face, wiped off his sweat with a towel and sat down beside Qin Yang.

Qin Yang smiled and handed a bottle of drink to Mo Zinei, and said in a low voice: "You guys pass the ball well, I'll pass a few more balls to my buddies later."

Mo Zinei grabbed the drink and drank a few sips, turned his head to look at him, and said, "It's good to pass the ball, but it's useless, anyway, I can't make a shot."

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Others can't make the shot. To me, the basket is like a sea of ​​stars. As long as you pass it to me, I can make it."

Mo Zinei curled his lips, looked up at the ceiling, and said, "You see, there seems to be something on it."

Qin Yang said with a smile: "Don't look at it, the bull is blown to death by you."

Hans came over and patted Qin Yang on the shoulder, sighed softly and said, "Qin, I'm tired, I told the coach to try you in the second quarter." He was really tired, the intensity of this kind of game Far beyond his expectation, the 3-minute game made him feel exhausted, and the [-]-minute rest time was too short for him.

Qin Yang nodded: "No problem, tell the coach, I'm warming up and getting ready to play." After speaking, he immediately stood up and warmed up. Now the difference between the two teams is 22 points, which is not a point difference that cannot be caught up. The prerequisite is that the defense must be strong.

Hans walked up to Coach He and said something in a low voice. He could see the old coach frowning, and he was silent for a few seconds and gestured to Qin Yang.

The whistle sounded and the second quarter officially started.

Mo Zi controlled the ball and advanced, Qin Yang ran to the opponent's three-point line and stood still. Just as he stood firm, Mo Zi made a cross step and swayed past the defense. Raising his hand was a long pass, and the basketball drew a long line in the air. The parabola flew past Qin Yang's head like a fat bird fluttering in the sky, and fell into the auditorium with a thud.

"Your uncle! Are you playing with me?"

Qin Yang gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly, and opened his mouth to drink softly: "Ka!" He said silently at the same time in his heart, for three seconds...

Time flies back, and the screen flashes suddenly.

Qin Yang ran to stand outside the three-point line, turned his back to the basket, Mo Zinei crossed over the defense in front of him, raised his hand to make a long pass, and stuck out his tongue the moment the ball was released. .

Qin Yang kicked his feet and jumped up, raised his arms high enough to catch the basketball, he would definitely not be able to catch it if he was an inch taller, thump!He turned around in the air and stood firmly, his feet had already stepped on the three-point line. He took a step back and stepped outside the three-point line, raised his hand facing the basket and threw the ball.

Boom!
The basketball hit the board and bounced obliquely into the basket, and hit a three-pointer, 9 to 28.