Fan Reward System

Chapter 167 Continuing the game?

Although he was bumped, He Pan didn't think it was a big deal.

Playing well, it is inevitable to be unable to hold back, especially for big centers.

Looking back, the 4th class is still the old routine, one inside and one outside pick-and-roll.

These are the same as before.

The difference is that when it was He Pan's turn to attack, the defensive strategies of the 4th squad changed a lot.

He Pan still circled around in the crowd, but Class 4 didn't chase after him any more. Every time it was the person closest to He Pan who came after him.

The rest of the people guarded the inside line tightly, and did not give He Pan and the others a chance to attack the inside line.

Of course, the result of this is that Gao Yong and Gao Meng are often the ones who switch He Pan.

After all, the two of them are heavy, and they always have to be slow to defend. In order to get out of the open space, He Pan always tries to make them become the ones chasing him.

It's okay, it's normal.

What's abnormal is that when the two of them were present, once such a situation happened, as long as they didn't keep up and the distance was far away, they usually gave up.

It's different now, the two of them try their best to save each time.

Regardless of whether He Pan makes a move or not, regardless of 21, open your arms and hit He Pan first!

In three rounds, He Pan was knocked down three times!

Every time He Pan fell to the ground, he had to wait for a long time to get up.

However, He Pan didn't have a good solution. The inside line was guarded, and the outside line ran out of space. Could it be that he didn't make a move?

It paid off, too. After three field goals, the score had become 75:14.

Of course, the price was relatively high. He Pan was knocked to the ground three times, both of his wrists were poked, and his butt also hurt.

However, He Pan didn't care too much.

It is very common to be hit while playing, especially when the opponent loses by a big score. If you are anxious, it is understandable to move more.

This little injury will be fine after two days of rest at most.

Although the score gap was huge, Gao Meng didn't intend to give up and signaled to continue playing.

In this case, there is no choice but to continue!

Looking back, class 4 hit a mid-range shot and the score became 75:16.

After serving, He Pan ran forward quickly.

Looking at He Pan's vigorous pace, Gao Yong frowned: "It's not a problem if you continue like this! If the fight continues like this, I think the two of us will be fined, and He Pan will be fine. In that case, Zhao Xin's money won't be taken. arrive."

"It seems that we have to be ruthless." Gao Yong thought to himself.

After making the plan, Gao Yong came to Gao Meng's side and whispered a few words.

Gao Meng frowned, but it was only for two seconds, then he gritted his teeth, sighed, and nodded in agreement.

Coming to the frontcourt, He Pan was still circling around in the crowd.

Gao Yong and Gao Meng did nothing else, and focused all their attention on He Pan.

Seeing that there were three people guarding the inside line, He Pan quickly walked out from inside.

The person who switched defenses became Gao Yong again.

Seeing He Pan running out, Gao Yong immediately ran after him.

Gao Yong's speed should be slower. When He Pan came to stand outside the 45-degree three-point line on the right, Gao Yong was already four steps away from He Pan.

This distance is a good space for the shooter.

Wei Fangjun passed the ball immediately.

When Gao Yong saw it, he quickly quickened his pace.

Not to mention, with Gao Yong prepared, his movements are not slow at all.

Although Gao Yong rushed over, He Pan didn't care, he raised his hand and threw the ball.

However, Gao Yong was ready a long time ago. Seeing He Pan jumping up to shoot, he immediately stretched out his right foot and put it under He Pan's feet.

A person cannot change direction in the air!

After He Pan shot the basket, his left foot just landed on Gao Yong's foot.

Caught off guard, He Pan's left foot twisted 90 degrees!
He Pan yelled "Ah", and immediately fell to the ground.

The basketball draws a beautiful arc in the air and hits the net!
"No. 3 in Class 3, 3 points, No. 4 in Class 1, foul, one extra penalty." Zhang Pingyuan said.

Ding Xuqian immediately ran in front of Gao Yong, grabbed Gao Yong's clothes, and said loudly, "What do you want to do, kid? Are you a cripple? Say, play ball or fight?"

Gao Yong looked innocent, shrugged and said nothing.

Gao Meng ran up and pushed Ding Xuqian away: "Be honest, boy, no one is afraid of you if you fight! Look carefully, this is a golf course, and injuries are inevitable! Don't come to play if you are afraid of getting hurt!"

Zhang Pingyuan hurried up and pulled Ding Xuqian aside.

Fan Xuemei ran directly to He Pan.

He Pan clutched his left foot, his face full of pain.

"Are you all right, He Pan?" Fan Xuemei asked with concern.

"It hurts!" He Pan gritted his teeth and then stretched out his hand to signal Ding Xuqian to pull him up.

Ding Xuqian hurried over and reached out to support He Pan.

He Pan pushed hard with his right foot, followed by Latin Xuqian, and stood up.

"Call a timeout." He Pan told Zhang Pingyuan.

Zhang Pingyuan nodded: "Pause for 2 minutes."

Ding Xuqian helped He Pan to the sidelines and sat down.

Taking off his sneakers and socks, He Pan saw that his left foot was swollen like a steamed bun.

Zhang Pingyuan also came over, looked at it and frowned, and said, "He Pan, you are a bit serious! Hurry up and apply ice water on it, and then go to the hospital to see if there is anything wrong with the bones. Don't continue to play this game. "

"Then what about this game?" Ding Xuqian asked.

"This..." Zhang Pingyuan hesitated for a moment: "I'll go over there and ask what they mean."

Coming to the other side, Zhang Pingyuan walked up to Gao Yong and said, "He Pan's ankle sprain is very serious. He probably won't be able to fight anymore. Is this the end of the game?"

"End? There are still more than ten minutes to fight!" When Gao Yong heard that He Pan could no longer fight, hope suddenly came to his heart: "I don't agree to end, I want to continue fighting."

If he can win class 3, Zhao Xin will also get his money, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds!
"He Pan can't fight. There are only four people in Class 3. How can we fight?" Zhang Pingyuan asked.

"That's their business, who made them only five people participate! If He Pan doesn't fight, then four fights and five fights!" Gao Yong said with a chuckle.

This is exactly the result he wanted.

Zhang Pingyuan frowned.

Although he is a teacher, Zhang Pingyuan couldn't refuse Gao Yong's request.

Gao Yong committed a foul, but who dares to say he did it on purpose?
Even if the penalty is increased and he is directly expelled from the field, the 4th class asks to continue to play, but there is no way to refuse!
No matter how big the score gap is, they still have the right to continue the game, right?

Zhang Pingyuan walked back to He Pan and sighed: "Class 4 demands to continue the competition."

"Ah! He Pan is like this, how can he still fight?!" Ding Xuqian was anxious.

"Why don't you forget it, your feet are like this, even if you win, you won't be able to compete normally next Friday." Zhang Pingyuan looked at He Pan's feet and said: "Your feet are so swollen that you want to recover well." Well, it will take at least two weeks to play without being affected! If you are unlucky and have bone problems, you won’t be able to recover in two or three months!"

Zhang Pingyuan is a physical education teacher. Injuries such as sprained feet, fractures, and hand poking are not uncommon.

He Pan frowned, gritted his teeth and said, "Wait for me for a minute, I'll give it a try."

After finishing speaking, He Pan supported Ding Xuqian's shoulders and stood up.

Slightly shifting the center of gravity to his left foot, He Pan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left ankle.

"Ah!" He Pan cried out in a low voice.

How to do it?

Do you want to continue the game?

(End of this chapter)