i have a traveling frog

Chapter 86
During the intermission, Su Wenran found that Zhu Zhiming's physical strength was exhausted, and he was more exhausted than he usually played a game.

It's no wonder that in this quarter, the scores of the second class of the third year are all related to him, either directly scoring or assisting, plus blocking shots, he really did everything he could do.

The whistle for the second half sounded not long after, and the players entered the field one after another.

"Zhu Zhiming, you rest first, and then go on after resting."

Tong Zijie also saw that Zhu Zhiming was not in good condition and needed to rest before continuing.

Zhu Zhiming jumped up and said, "I'm fine, I'm fine."

Tong Zijie frowned and said, "You should rest first and let others support you for a while."

"I can't do it, teacher. Without my score, I will lose it immediately. Once it exceeds [-] points, I won't be able to catch up!" Zhu Zhiming said anxiously, and it was obvious that he cared about the score very much.

"You have done well enough, let the other students go, don't care so much about winning or losing." Tong Zijie comforted.

"No, I don't care!" Zhu Zhiming said loudly, "I saw Su Wenran running so hard yesterday, so I decided, I want to be like him, desperately, for the sake of the second class of the third year, I can continue to fight, you let me go Bar!"

Tong Zijie was taken aback for a moment, looked at Su Wenran, and remembered his "death" yesterday, but didn't know what to say.

"Teacher, let him go, I trust him."

Su Wenran stood up and spoke for Zhu Zhiming.

Zhu Zhiming patted Su Wenran's shoulder lightly, and said, "Boy, that's interesting."

After speaking, Zhu Zhiming ran onto the court without waiting for Tong Zijie to speak.

"Boys in class two of the third year, come on!"

Tong Zijie shouted loudly into the arena.

"Boys in class two of the third year, come on!"

All the students in the second class of the third year shouted in unison.

The cheerleaders from Class [-], Grade [-] over there also shouted at the top of their lungs.

Immediately, the smell of gunpowder on the court was full.

This quarter was Class [-]'s possession of the ball. Huang Ze took the ball and clashed back and forth in the penalty area of ​​Class [-] of [-]rd year.

And Huang Ze seemed to be playing a cat-and-mouse game, playing with Jin Xin and the rest of Class [-] of the third year.

This is what they decided long ago, not only to win the second class of the third year, but also to humiliate them as much as possible.

It was only 24 seconds before Huang Ze accelerated, broke through the penalty area and scored a layup.

"Jin Xin and Xue Yongzhi, prevent Huang Ze from dying!"

Zhu Zhiming commanded that Jin Xin obviously couldn't guard Huang Ze by himself.

Although letting Xue Yongzhi go to defend Huang Ze would make Yang Junhao, Xue Yongzhi's original defender, free, but Zhu Zhiming had to arrange it like this, and Huang Ze couldn't continue to fight like this.

As for Yang Junhao, Xu Tianchuan and Li Hongming didn't need to think about it, they couldn't defend him at all, Zhu Zhiming decided to defend himself!
That is to say, while defending Ye Xiaofeng, he also always pays attention to the zone defense of Yang Junhao.

When the second class of the third year attacked, they still played around Zhu Zhiming. Under the double-team of Ye Xiaofeng and Yang Junhao, Zhu Zhiming still attacked vigorously, scored again and again, and caused them to foul twice.

The scores of the two sides have been stalemate at 8 or 9 points, unable to draw apart, but also unable to catch up.

Zhu Zhiming repeatedly scored points from Ye Xiaofeng, Ye Xiaofeng was so angry that Ye Xiaofeng died, and in the middle of the game, Ye Xiaofeng didn't score a single point, yesterday's 5000m defeat, and today's aggrieved basketball came to his mind at the same time.

Like a balloon, Ye Xiaofeng's anger grew bigger and bigger, and it was finally about to explode.

Jin Xin dribbled the ball, and Huang Ze defended him to death. He ran back and forth for a while, but found that he still couldn't break through Huang Ze. Long-distance shooting was too risky, and he was not sure, so he had no choice but to smash the ball when he failed to break through. Pass it to Zhu Zhiming.

If Jin Xin couldn't make a breakthrough, he would pass the ball to Zhu Zhiming. Everyone in Class [-] of the third year saw it clearly, and Ye Xiaofeng naturally knew it too. Falling to the ground in pain, Ye Xiaofeng intercepted the ball.

The students outside the court shouted: "Foul! Foul!"

"Py~" The referee's whistle sounded, and Jin Xin was given a position-grabbing foul.

"Hey, referee, this is a malicious foul!"

Jin Xin and others gathered around and argued dissatisfiedly, but in the eyes of the referee, this was just an ordinary position-grabbing foul, not to the extent of a malicious foul.

In general campus games, flagrant fouls are rarely called.

Zhu Zhiming struggled to get up from the ground, his palms drew bloodshot streaks on the concrete floor, he clenched his fists, feeling some pain, but it was okay and bearable.

Basketball is not only the consumption of running back and forth, but also the intense physical confrontation, which consumes extremely quickly. At this time, Zhu Zhiming's physical strength was seriously overdrawn. He panted and stared at Ye Xiaofeng.

"You boy, keep your hands clean." Zhu Zhiming warned.

In the process of playing with Ye Xiaofeng, Zhu Zhiming discovered that Ye Xiaofeng played dirty, so he didn't care much at first, because no matter how dirty Ye Xiaofeng was, it didn't affect his scoring. hello.

"Sorry, I didn't pay attention."

Ye Xiaofeng shrugged his shoulders with a nonchalant look.

"Keep playing!" the referee yelled.

"Zhu Zhiming, come on!"

Su Wenran led the students in the class to cheer for Zhu Zhiming one after another. The students shouted hard. Zhu Zhiming's spirit reminded them of Su Wenran's hard work when he ran 5000 meters yesterday.

The game continued, and Zhu Zhiming continued to take the ball and attack into the penalty area bit by bit.

Ye Xiaofeng seemed to have become a lot more honest after the foul just now, and he didn't dare to push too hard.

Zhu Zhiming was overjoyed, Ye Xiaofeng defended himself strictly and still scored, he was defending so cautiously now, he didn't have to be afraid at all, he could score as he wanted.

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhiming jumped up with the ball in both hands, ready to shoot.

Zhu Zhiming didn't want to get Ye Xiaofeng's mind, Zhu Zhiming jumped high, Ye Xiaofeng also jumped symbolically, Zhu Zhiming saw that he couldn't defend himself at all, so he sent the ball out, the basketball drew a perfect arc and went into the pocket.

When Zhu Zhiming's whole body was descending, he suddenly saw a sly smile on Ye Xiaofeng's face. Only then did Zhu Zhiming know that the situation was not good. Ye Xiaofeng had landed earlier than him. He was particularly clever in occupying the place where Zhu Zhiming landed.

When Zhu Zhiming landed, he was stepping on Ye Xiaofeng's feet, he was unable to stand firmly, and fell straight down.

Zhu Zhiming's habit of shooting is a bit backward, and when he fell to the ground, he sprained his feet directly. With a sound of "Boom!", Zhu Zhiming's buttocks and back hit the concrete floor heavily.

Ye Xiaofeng looked like a victim, fell to the ground and covered his feet, expressing that he had been stepped on.

All the spectators gasped, and the loud sound of Zhu Zhiming falling to the ground shocked everyone.

If you don't fall well, you will be paralyzed!
(End of this chapter)