Fan Reward System

Chapter 147 3 Plus 1
The five players in class 6 were stunned for a long time before they recovered.

"This ball is my fault, it's okay, this is a whole game, 40 minutes! Don't look at him now, let him pull the list! No matter how good he is alone! Let's play faster, They'll be bored in a while!" No. 5 greeted loudly.

It makes sense, He Pan's two goals were indeed unexpected.

It was shocking to be caught off guard.

However, once he pays attention, He Pan won't succeed so easily, right?
After all, class 6 has an obvious advantage in numbers.

It took less than 1 minute!

After serving, No. 1 dribbles to the frontcourt.

He Pan and the others were the same as before, still in the defensive formation of two steps back.

Several people in class 6 have experience, and several players quickly pass the ball from the outside.

Wei Fangjun, Li Chaoyang and Fan Xuemei only followed the ball back and forth two steps around their positions.

Only He Pan runs more.

There is no way, he wants to let other people save more energy.

In the end, it was in the hands of No. 5 at the top of the arc.

After passing the ball a few times, He Pan didn't have time to make up the defense.

No. 5 dribbled the ball and took two steps forward. Seeing that Ding Xuqian still couldn't come out, he decisively raised his hand and threw the ball.

Basketball hits the net!

The cheerleaders of class 6 suddenly became excited again.

"I'll see if you dare to hide inside and not come out next time!" No. 5 thought to himself.

Although he scored two goals in front of him, Ding Xuqian didn't care at all because it had been discussed before the game.

"No. 6, Class 5, two points." Zhang Pingyuan said loudly.

The score became 6:4.

Wei Fangjun sent the ball to He Pan.

He Pan held the ball in both hands and glanced at it.

No. 5 stood beside He Pan with open arms.

This time he didn't dare to retreat to defend, nor did he dare to run directly back to the backcourt.

"I'll run with you, what else can you do?" No. 5 secretly thought.

He Pan winked at Ding Xuqian next to him.

Ding Xuqian understood, and immediately came to stop in front of No. 5.

A fat man weighing more than 200 kilograms is best used for pick-and-rolls.

No. 5 was immediately blocked by Ding Xuqian.

He Pan quickly dribbled the ball and ran past Ding Xuqian.

Seeing He Pan running past on the 5th, he immediately knew something was wrong, and quickly walked around Ding Xuqian, and ran forward quickly to chase He Pan.

He Pan's speed was already very fast, and he made preparations in advance. In just one second, he was already two or three steps away from No. 5.

Three seconds later, He Pan came near the center line again.

No. 5 also caught up from behind.

He Pan quickly stopped the ball and raised the basketball with both hands.

No. 5 saw that the situation was not good, kicked his feet on the ground, jumped up immediately, and stretched out his right arm to block He Pan's shot.

He Pan also heard the footsteps behind him, but he didn't care at all. He raised his hand without hesitation, and threw the basketball out with a swipe.

If it is an ordinary person, the defender is not completely thrown away, and the shooting action will often be deformed to a certain extent.

No way, this is human nature.

It is precisely because of this that there are very few top shooters in the league!

In fact, even top shooters will be affected by some defenses to some extent!
After all, we are all human!
But He Pan won't!
His shots are completely mechanical, not to mention the influence of defenders, not even himself!
As soon as the basketball was shot, No. 5 flew over.

Not to mention, No. 5's bounce was really good. Although he was two steps away from He Pan, his right hand just hit He Pan's raised right arm.

He Pan was still in the air after shooting, and he couldn't use his strength. With a snap, He Pan was knocked down by No. 5.

"Beep!" Zhang Pingyuan's whistle sounded.

This must be a shooting foul. No. 5 shrugged helplessly and looked up at the basket.

Take free throws and make free throws. I would rather let you make free throws than let you shoot three-pointers again!
However, the scene in front of him stunned him.

The basketball draws a beautiful arc in the air and hits the net!
The cheerleaders from class 3 suddenly screamed.

"3 plus 1!"

"Malicious foul, sent off!"

"He Pan is so handsome!"

Fan Xuemei and the others had just walked near the three-point line, and there were still several steps away from the center line!
Ding Xuqian hurried forward and pulled up He Pan who was on the ground.

"No. 3 in Class 3, 3 points, one free throw." Zhang Pingyuan said loudly.

The score became 9:4.

Several players from class 6 were dumbfounded again!

How do we play this?
We score a two-pointer, and you score a three-pointer when you come back!
No wonder let us shoot.

If we had such a heaven-defying three-point shooter, we would dare to let our opponents shoot!

Zhang Pingyuan picked up the basketball and signaled He Pan to make a free throw in the frontcourt.

He Pan waved his hand, indicating that Ding Xuqian and the others should just stay in the backcourt, instead of going to the frontcourt to grab rebounds.

Several players in class six were speechless.

"Are you so confident, kid? Don't you miss a single free throw?"

He Pan came to the front court and stood still in front of the free throw line. Zhang Pingyuan threw the ball to He Pan.

"One free throw." Zhang Pingyuan made a gesture.

He Pan picked up the basketball and without hesitation, raised his hand and shot it.

"Don't even do the preparatory moves? What do you want to play?" Several members of the sixth class were even more speechless.

The basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air and hit the net.

"No. 3, Class 3, 1 point." Zhang Pingyuan said loudly.

The score became 10:4.

There was another burst of cheers from the cheerleaders of Class 3.

"Stay in the frontcourt with me for a while, don't retreat to the backcourt, the two of us will pinch He Pan together, and we can't give him a chance to shoot a three-pointer!" No. 5 pulled No. 1 and urged.

Number 1 nodded.

"There are 15 seconds left in the halftime three-pointer timer." The system prompted.

Originally, the three-pointer in midfield started counting one minute before the game, and more than two minutes passed after the game, and the three-minute time must be up.

Now it is estimated that the three-pointer in the midfield will not be able to shoot.

However, He Pan doesn't care.

If a trick is old, it will definitely not work.

Of course, the task of this round is to defend.

He Pan turned his head and went back to the backcourt, greeted Ding Xuqian and the others together, and said loudly: "Let's change the defensive formation in a while and use the second plan."

Ding Xuqian and the others nodded to express their understanding.

No. 5's shot is much better than they thought before, and it's time to change the defense.

Before the game started, He Pan and the others had arranged several defensive plans.

After serving from the baseline, guard No. 1 dribbles to the frontcourt.

Several members of class 6 also spread out around the three-point line and stood up.

Ding Xuqian and the others had already made preparations for defense.

The four of them walked two steps forward in the backcourt and came back. They never went to the frontcourt at all!
If you play like this, you won't be tired after a day of playing!

"what?"

Several members of class 6 glanced at the defensive formation on the opposite side, and they were a little confused.

Wasn't it the joint defense just now?
What's the situation now?
It turned out that the three of Wei Fangjun took two steps back and stood with Ding Xuqian near the rectangular sideline of the paint area!
This defensive formation is actually a zone defense, but it's just a zone defense that sticks to the basket!
He Pan was the only one standing one step away from the free throw line, staring at No. 5 player.

The attitude of He Pan and the others is obvious: Except for No. 5, everyone else votes casually!

Thinking of the basket?

no way!

(End of this chapter)