I am reborn and just want to concentrate on my studies

At this time, a hole was pierced in the clouds in the sky, and the sun shone down, but it didn't seem particularly hot. The court was noisy. In addition to the people on the court, more noise came from off the court.

"come on!"

"come on!"

Zhao Qiang still likes this kind of atmosphere, being noticed and appreciated by others. At this time, he was holding the ball and dribbling in a dazzling manner. The defender on the opposite side was obviously out of rhythm. He wanted to get a wave of applause in front of the girls on both sides, so he used Iverson's signature change of direction that he had just learned, but he was not good at it. As soon as he performed the move, the ball hit his foot and bounced away.

Zhao Qiang punched the air in frustration.

Yi Yang couldn't help but shake his head. Children in junior high school, especially those who have not been trained in the sports school system, often fall into an evaluation standard. The quality of their playing depends on how well they control the ball. At the same time, it further creates two extremes: those who know how to play, they will dribble with the ball in the whole court, and then they will break through, break through, layup, and layup. If you don't know how to play... you may not be able to touch a basketball once in a game.

After Class 5 stole the ball, they quickly counterattacked and completed a fast break.

In this kind of amateur junior high school ball game, at least most of the points are scored in fast breaks. The scoring pattern is basically, steal, fast break, get stolen, get fast break...

Positional warfare does not exist. It must be a full-court press from the beginning.

In the subsequent offensive rounds, Zhao Qiang wanted to express himself so much that he kept making dribbling errors. Team 5 seized the opportunity and made three fast breaks. The score difference suddenly reached 8 points.

For a moment, the girls in Class 5 were cheering for joy. On the other hand, the cheerleaders in Class 1 were silent.

For girls, they cannot understand ball control, they can only understand whether the basketball is scored or not.

Obviously, their class didn't score a single goal.

"What happened to Zhao Qiang? Isn't he very powerful? How come he keeps losing the ball!"

"Class 1, come on!"

Zhao Qiang also heard the whispers on the edge of the court, and he suddenly became more anxious. He kept missing goals and making mistakes. But he thought this was mainly because his teammates were so poor in their movements. Every time he was double-teamed, no one responded. He couldn't help but complain. The sound kept coming.

Off the court, of course not everyone is paying attention to Zhao Qiang. Ye Pingting watched with some schadenfreude as her class was suppressed by the opponent. Of course, it was not because she hated her class, but because Yi Yang was also on this team.

"Alas...the opponent scored again!"

"Hmph, if you ask me, it's because the other boys in the class are too weak that our class is so bad." Ye Pingting said disdainfully.

"Well?"

"For example... look, Zhang Bushou is so fat that he can't even run... and him..." Ye Pingting glanced at Yi Yang and snorted: "He walks around on the court and it's useless at all. No. How can we win with Zhao Qiang alone?"

Listening to Ye Pingting's words, the classmates felt a little strange, but it was hard to say anything. After all, I can’t understand basketball.

However, a girl next to him said: "Zhao Qiang made the mistake himself, what does it have to do with other people?"

Ye Pingting frowned and turned around. It was Qiu Guoran who spoke. She is a quiet-looking girl with neat bangs. But unlike her quiet appearance, Qiu Guoran's expression was disdainful, even a bit carefree. While holding her hands in front of her chest, she began to give very "professional" instructions.

"As soon as Zhao Qiang received the ball, he dribbled blindly and refused to pass the ball. He thought it was a one-on-one challenge. If someone pressed him, he would definitely make a mistake. Every time Yi Yang moved, he was in a position where Zhao Qiang could pass the ball. In terms of position, it’s just that every time Zhao Qiang doesn’t pass the ball, he won’t be able to pass it when he is surrounded by the opponent.”

After listening to Qiu Guoran's words, many girls showed surprised expressions for a while... Although they didn't understand, they seemed to be very powerful.

Ye Pingting frowned: "You understand?

Qiu Sure enough glanced at Ye Pingting and Yi Yang as if they were idiots, snorted coldly and ignored them.

Ye Pingting was immediately annoyed. She wanted to say something, but was pulled back by a boy next to her, "My dad is from the Culture and Sports Bureau. He almost entered the CBA before, and he even represented our county in a city basketball game..."

Ye Pingting's momentum suddenly weakened by three points, and she still said stubbornly: "Anyway... this doesn't mean that other teammates are not holding Zhao Qiang back." She said in her heart, especially Yi Yang.

Sure enough, Qiu rolled his eyes at Ye Pingting and said nonchalantly: "Why, do you like Zhao Qiang?"

"you!"

At this moment, Qiu Guoran's expression suddenly lit up, "Beautiful!"

At this time, Ye Pingting turned to look at the court and saw that Yi Yang had just intercepted a pass from Class 5, then quickly reached the basket and sent the ball into the basket with a light layup.

Yi Yang's steal and layup achieved a first-class breakthrough, and the crowd burst into cheers.

Qiu Guoran said to Zhou Zhou next to him: "I didn't expect that Yi Yang could also play basketball! I thought he could only fight."

Zhou Zhou said carefully: "Keep your voice down, don't let him hear you."

"Ah."

"Is he really good at basketball?"

"Well... the layup movement is very standard, and the dribbling is also very skillful. He plays better than Zhao Qiang." Qiu Guoran touched his chin and said seriously.

For a moment, several people around him showed surprised expressions. Seeing that it was Qiu Guoran who spoke, they felt a little more convinced. When Qiu Guoran was in elementary school, she practiced basketball for several years with her father, who retired from the CBA youth team, and received relatively formal training. In terms of ball skills alone, her skills are indeed better than many boys. Her evaluation is almost equal to a professional evaluation in the eyes of these classmates.

Then he looked at the court and saw Yi Yang's calm face. Everyone was surprised... They had never seen him play before. He turned out to be a hidden master.

Yi Yang was not in a hurry on the court and did not ask Zhao Qiang to pass the ball to him. In his eyes, junior high school students still have no rules when it comes to playing basketball. The only person who can even understand how to dribble the ball is Yao Dan, the sports committee member of his class. Overall, it is a mess. The only advantage is that their class has the upper hand in height and physical fitness.

After several rounds of fighting, both sides were running around in a mess. Fighting like this consumes a lot of physical strength, so he just strolled around the court leisurely. Sure enough, after a few rounds, the people in Class 5 couldn't run anymore. At times like this, it's easy to see the passing lane.

A person with little game experience is confused on the court. When he gets the ball, he can't see his teammates, and his opponent can only stare at the one in front of him. At this time, Yi Yang used his brain a little and made a few steals.

Therefore, in the following game time, Yi Yang stole the ball from Class 5 one after another, either passing it or attacking it himself, and immediately caught up with the score.

He even gave Zhang Bushou an assist at the basket.

Once, after Yi Yang pressed an opponent for a walking violation, Da Hei Niu looked at Yi Yang with surprise on his face and said, "Well done."

Yi Yang just smiled and said, "Haha."

At this time, the score was 12-12.

Just then, the bell started to ring.

According to the rules, the game is not over until the bell rings.

Yi Yang quickly threw the ball to Zhao Qiang: "Serve!"

Zhao Qiang's expression was complicated for a moment, but he still quickly jumped outside the line and threw the ball in.

Yi Yang caught the ball and quickly carried it forward. At this time, two defenders from Team 5, who had just recovered, rushed to help defend.

Everyone looked at Yi Yang nervously, for fear of missing any detail.

Yi Yang was not afraid at all. Unlike Zhao Qiang's fancy dribbling, he had no extra moves. The moment the first defender came up, he made a misleading dribble to the left, and then broke through to the right in one step. , that’s it.

By the time the second defender came up, Yi Yang had already passed the center line.

Facing the defender, Yi Yang stood on tiptoes, sinking the ball, then pushed the ball from his waist and threw the ball.

In the midfield, the basketball drew a beautiful arc and went straight into the basket.