King of shooting guards

Chapter 122 Battle of the Big Four - Luoyang Ice Team (5)

"Luck is really good." Hu Xiaohai took a puff of smoke.

"Brother Hu, who do you think will win?" Dao Tiao's face was as sincere as that of a primary school student.

"There is no certainty. For most games, as long as the last second is not reached, no one can determine who wins and who loses." Hu Xiaohai replied.

"Pa—" Yan Kuan blocked Luo Zhixiang's layup.

"Drip—" The referee blew his whistle and made a gesture of "interfering with the ball".

"How is it possible? How could it be an interference ball?" Yan Kuan was confused.

"When you block the ball, the ball has already started to fall." The referee still has no expression.

"Impossible, this..."

"Don't question the referee, the game continues." The referee said coldly and returned to the sideline of the midfield.The score became 42:46.

Yan Kuan rolled his eyes at the referee's back and threw the ball to Sima Shenji.

"Is this referee's eyes amazing?" Amu took off the towel hanging around his neck.

"Those who believe in referees are fools." Lu Feng pressed his temple.

Sima Shenji threw a high throw, and Nong Guang caught the ball in the air, preparing for an aerial slam dunk - with a "snap" - he dunked it onto the hoop.Sima Shenji has quick eyes and quick hands, grabs the rebound from the right, catches and shoots - still misses.

"Return to defense!" Yan Kuan shouted.

Ou Feng couldn't shake Li Changgeng with a feint, so he jumped up and shot a three-pointer. The ball hit the backboard feebly and bounced into Ding Cuican's hands.

Ding Cuican held Yan Kuan tightly, shifted his center of gravity down, and leaned forward slightly in an arched shape, trying to carry Yan Kuan into the penalty area with all his strength.Yan Kuan also bent down slightly, his chest pressed against Ding Cuican's back, his knees almost touched Ding Cuican's hind legs, and he squeezed Ding Cuican out desperately.

After four or five seconds of stalemate, Ding Cuican suddenly turned around and shot violently.

Yan Kuan seemed to be a bit off in reaction, and hit Ding Cuican's arm with a wave of his hand.

"Drip--", the referee decisively called a foul.Ding Cuican hits the free throw line.The two sides are ready to grab the rebound.

"Uh--" "Uh--", two free throws were made. 42:48.

"Yan Kuan and the others seem to be losing the wind." The fat man opened his eyes wide.

"No." Hu Xiaohai stroked his beard.

"Shua——" Li Changgeng received a pass from Nong Guang, who was facing a double team, and immediately shot a three-pointer—the ball was scored.

"Drip—" At the moment the ball fell into the basket, 24 seconds just ran out. 45:48.

"Strike!" The black fat man waved his fists involuntarily.

"Which side do you support?" Daolilian asked.

"Which side plays well, I support whoever." The black fat man replied.

"Weeds on the wall." The knife face muttered.

Hu Xiaohai smiled faintly, pretending he didn't hear anything.

Wang Xiaotian received Luo Zhixiang's pass and rushed directly to the penalty area, but failed to stop the car and knocked down Nong Guang who had already taken his position.

"Drip—" The referee immediately called an offensive foul.

"Is this the second one?" Yan Kuan smiled and pulled Nong Guang up.

"I still think it's a bit small." Nong Guang replied with a smile.

"Be careful." Ding Cuican patted Wang Xiaotian's shoulder.

"Pa—" No. 15 snapped the ball out of Sima Shenji's hands.

Sima Shenji, who had just sent the baseline ball, rushed forward and blocked No. 15.

On the 15th, he swayed to the right with a fake move, and made a layup in an improper and indecent posture-the ball hit the rim and bounced out.

"Isn't this the first one?" Yan Kuan asked.

"Yes, and not less at all." Nong Guang replied.

"You still have to be careful." Yan Kuan frowned.

"That's right." Nong Guang rolled his eyes.

"Boom—" Li Changgeng's three-pointer hit the iron.Nong Guang grabbed the rebound from between Ding Cuican and Wang Xiaotian, and threw the ball to Sima Shenji the second before his body lost his center of gravity.

Sima Shenji immediately made a fake move, attracting Luo Zhi to want to jump, and at the very second that Luo Zhi wanted to start falling, he suddenly pulled out the jumper—still missed.

"Hey—" There were boos again from the audience.

Yan Kuan grabbed the offensive rebound and gave it to Sima Shenji on the right. The latter made a direct throw in the face of No. 15—still missed.Wang Xiaotian grabbed the backcourt rebound with the posture of picking up trash.

"Counterattack! Try to increase the score!" Ding Cuican began to encourage his teammates.

But the second after he finished speaking, Oufeng dribbled the ball out of bounds.Hongcheng has the ball.

"Can you not lose the chain?" Ding Cuican felt like crying.

Yan Kuan immediately used a two-handed dunk to tell Oufeng what the consequences would be if he dropped the chain. 47:48.

The atmosphere in the audience began to boil again, and the sound of cheering and hitting plastic mallets caught up with the vegetable market again.

"I've figured it out," Daobian said to the fat man, "Of the ten audience members, eight are your kind."

"Fart, that's your kind!" The fat man retorted.

"Don't make noise," Hu Xiaohai glared at each of them, "Watch the football well."

"Drip—" No. 15 thug fouled.Li Changgeng goes to the free throw line.

Yan Kuan bent down and made a "come on" gesture to Sima Shenji.Li Changgeng nodded.

"Pa--" "Swoo--"-the first one didn't go in, but the second one did. 48:48.

"Come on, there is one minute left!" Yan Kuan encouraged his teammates loudly.

"Now the two sides are back on the same starting line. There is still one minute left in the second quarter. I don't know which team can end the first half with the lead?" day riddles.

"I really want to send a text message sb to 10086 to participate in the prize quiz." Sima Shenji muttered while covering No. 15's face with his arm.

Oufeng shot a jumper with a posture that looked like he was about to fall on his back. The ball hit the area between the ring and the backboard with a bang, and fell into the hands of Wang Xiaotian who had just circled in front of Nong Guang.

"Return!" Ding Cuican shouted.

Wang Xiaotian hesitated for half a second, bent down, and threw the ball to Luo Zhixiang through Sima Shenji, who immediately changed direction and made a layup with his left hand under the double-teaming of Sima Shenji and Yan Kuan—the ball Shua Shua spun around the hoop twice in a row, and then spun out weakly.Nong Kwang used the pose of a monkey to catch the moon to get the rebound.

"Why do you memorize it so much today?!" Ding Cuican couldn't tell.

"I just want you to recite it." Li Changgeng replied in his heart.

Facing the defense of No. 15 and Oufeng, Sima Shenji passed the ball to Li Changgeng near the bottom corner, and the latter shot a super long two-pointer (two points that were already very close to the three-point line)-a hit. 50:48.Hongcheng regained the lead.

"The last attack!" Ding Cuican shouted.

"Prevent them!" Yan Kuan also shouted.

Ding Cuican made two fake moves in a row, passed Yan Kuan, and reluctantly hooked a layup with his left hand, making a layup.

Wang Xiaotian squeezed in front of Nongguang, grabbed the rebound hard, and threw a long pass to No. 15 outside the three-point line.

Facing Sima Shenji on the 15th, he forced a three-pointer—and missed.

"Drip—" the stopwatch reset to zero.

"Drip—" The referee blew the whistle to end the first half.

"At the end of the first half, Hongcheng leads temporarily by 50:48. Please give these two teams applause and encouragement!" The commentator waved his hand from the far right to the far left again excitedly.

The last tsunami erupted before the brief silence in the arena, with applause, cursing and shouting echoing in my ears.It is said that American fans are crazy. In fact, if many Chinese fans become crazy, they are no worse than fans from any other country on the planet. It is just that most Chinese people cannot become crazy due to various reasons.But no matter who it is, as long as they become crazy, they will die.When all Chinese people go crazy, the whole society is not far from collapse.

"You guys played very well." Ding Cuican said to Yan Kuan.

"The same goes for you." Yan Kuan smiled, walked to the stool, picked up a towel, and wiped the sweat off his forehead vigorously.

"We're going back to rest, let's continue with the second half." Ding Cuican turned around and walked towards the aisle.

"Shall we go back too?" Sima Shenji asked Yan Kuan.

"Well, everyone go back to the locker room!" Yan Kuan said to all his teammates.

"Now there is a halftime break, and the second half will start in 15 minutes. Well, now is our prize quiz time, please edit the text message 17481748 and add 1 or 2 and send the player number to 10086. 1 represents Hongcheng, 2 represents Luoyang Ice Team, guess the player who will score the first goal in the second half, and the correct guesser will get a pair of NIKE basketball shoes worth 998 yuan!" The commentator began to lie to the audience.

"Why are there even quizzes with prizes? This is not the same as a professional league." Li Changgeng asked.

"What should be normal is not normal, what should not be normal is blindly normal." Yan Kuan rolled his eyes.

"Huh—" Hu Xiaohai took a long puff of smoke and closed his eyes, "Finally halftime is over."

"Brother Hu, are you tired?" the fat man asked in confusion.

"It's not tiredness," Hu Xiaohai turned his head to look at the fat man, "it's enjoyment."

Daobian stood up from his seat.

"What are you doing?" Hu Xiaohai asked.

"I'm a little thirsty, I'm going to buy something to drink." Said Daobian, pointing to the aisle.

"Okay, give each of us a bottle of Coke, if you want it iced, in a big bottle, I'll give you the money when you come back." Hu Xiaohai waved his hand.

"Brother Hu, do you think we can beat them?" the fat man asked.

"I'm not sure, I can only wait until I meet them. The only thing I can be sure of is that they are definitely not easy to deal with." Hu Xiaohai replied.

"Oops!" A piercing scream came from the entrance of the passage, making the already discordant environment even more discordant.

"What are you doing? You don't have eyes, you?" a big fat man yelled dissatisfied.

"You fucking don't have eyes!" A middle-aged woman screamed even louder.

"You xxx! You xxxxxx!" The fat man slapped the middle-aged woman to the ground.

"You, you, you...you dare to hit me?!" The middle-aged woman lay on the ground like a baby and yelled.

"You fucking dare to beat my wife?! Are you tired of work?" The husband of the middle-aged woman threw down the cigarettes he just bought from the grocery store and rushed up, shining a smear on the fat man's face. fist.

The passage was instantly blocked, and even a fly could not fly through it, because the concentration of sweat, smoke, fart, and bad breath almost doubled in an instant, and the flies were ready to eat on the spot, although there was no food.Almost everyone is blocked, even those who don't like boxing in their hearts, and are forced to enjoy this boxing match that is not even an amateur in between basketball games.

"Brother Hu," Daobianian had to retreat from the passageway, "Can I buy it later?"

"Okay, wait a minute, it will probably be blocked for at least ten minutes." Hu Xiaohai stroked his hair.

"Isn't the second half about to start?" Daolilian asked.

"No, the intermission is 10 minutes." Hu Xiaohai narrowed his eyes.

"Why hasn't the security come yet?" the fat man asked.

"They'll be here in a while. They're not Cao Cao, so they can't be there on call. If you count on the efficiency of these guys, the day lily will be cold." Hu Xiaohai replied.

The outermost "raptor" suddenly took out his mobile phone.

"What are you doing?" Hu Xiaohai asked.

"Take a picture and post it on Weibo."

"Boring." Hu Xiaohai looked contemptuous.

Even when there are no emergencies, the passage at halftime is always boisterous.The warm atmosphere of the game is pervasive, permeating every corner of the arena, and the passage is no exception.Although most die-hard fans still stay in their seats to cheer or analyze the game situation, there are also some people who go out for a walk when they are tired from sitting, or those who have finished their snacks and drinks but are not satisfied, so they go to buy again.They took advantage of this short break to come and go, bringing life to the passage that had been quiet for half the time.

But no matter how hot the place is, there is always a part that is not so hot. This is the case with the northernmost passage on the uppermost floor of the arena.Almost everyone with a bit of common sense knows that, except for the VIP seats or the seats reserved for leaders, the tickets for any gymnasium are more expensive the closer they are, and I don’t know if it’s because people who can’t afford expensive tickets can’t find their way to the north. , there are almost no people in the rows of seats on the top floor, and the northernmost rows, so the aisle is still deserted - there are only two people standing in the entire aisle.

He Luo rested his right arm on the railing of the stairs, and leaned his whole body on the railing at the angle of the Leaning Tower of Pisa. His face was full of anxiety and doubt, he frowned vigorously, and twisted his forehead with his left hand over and over again, without saying anything. explain.Gu Tian stood opposite him, with an unexpected expression on his face, as if a cleaner who had been poor for half his life suddenly won a big prize.

"Ahem," Gu Tian cleared his throat, "Captain, what should we do now?"

"What should I do? I still want to ask you!" He Luo raised his head and stared at Gu Tian very dissatisfied, "I ask you, who is that Li Changgeng?"

"I... didn't I say it all..." Gu Tian was aggrieved like a child who broke the glass, "He is a teammate of my middle school team, he is... the main force of our team..."

"Is that all?"

"That's... that's all..."

"Has he ever won the best defender? Does he have a nickname 'Reaper'?" He Luo raised his voice.

Looking at him is full of coldness.

(End of this chapter)