waste heat

Chapter 42

The second half of the game begins.

Qu Tao and others were about to return to the arena, but they never found Cheng Yan. They looked for it in the crowd, and when Cheng Yan came back, several people asked him where he was and if he was okay.

"It's okay." Cheng Yan said, "Go up."

A group of people went up together. The game itself was more important to Cheng Yan. Zhang Teng, who was not interested in the school team and didn't care about winning or losing, promised to Cheng Yan that he would play hard. It was really a shame in the first half. He was a big man I also feel that it is not good to continue mixing.

"I'll defend Ding Pu later. Watch out, you guys, be smart. If you get the ball, you'll go down immediately. If you have a chance, you'll make a three-pointer. Cheng Yan, you're in charge of the rebound." Zhang Teng explained to several people , His desire to win and lose infected others.

Zhang Zihao rubbed his eyes and said, "Am I not mistaken? The one standing in front of me is Zhang Teng? A teenager with internet addiction?"

"Fuck off," Zhang Teng said, "We all live in the same dormitory, we win and lose together, and share weal and woe. Even if we can't beat the opponent, we can't let them win too easily."

"That's a good statement." Zhao Yibai nodded in approval, which can be regarded as listening to someone's words.

"Cheng Yan, don't feel pressure," Zhang Teng said, "Looking at the situation... it should be that you have missed the school team, but there is still a chance next year. I promise you, I will train with you every day after this competition. What am I doing, I will definitely send you to the school team next year."

"The words sound ignited," Qu Tao said, "but it's a fair competition. I also want to be on the school team. If I win some of our boxing games next year."

"It's the school team's selection and not yours. It's really embarrassing." Zhang Zihao complained, and several people were cheerful.

When Cheng Yan left, he didn't know what everyone said, but he felt their hearts, and the atmosphere was not so dignified, which made Cheng Yan feel warm in his heart.

"When you were not around, they were all overwhelmed," Zhao Yibai explained to Cheng Yan, "We all know that your purpose of joining the school team is strong, and we agreed to help you."

Cheng Yan whispered: "Did I bother you?"

"Really? I was about to cry just now, why didn't I worry about you?" Zhao Yibai bumped his arm, "Hey, are you really going to cry just now?"

Zhao Yibai's doubts were not answered, the referee organized the game, and players from both sides came to the field to continue the unfinished adventure of the first half.

Hearing a whistle, several figures started to run, Zhang Teng and others were intercepting the opponent's players, while Cheng Yan was focusing on two purposes, observing the situation on the field, his mind was full of Song Yu's reminders.

The opponent is still playing their tactics. It can be seen that they have devoted all their efforts to this match, and their strength and strategy coexist. But which tactics are they playing this time? What is No. 1 tactic?How will they be led by the nose?

Create chaos, how to create chaos, if they don't know what the opponent's tactics are, how can they take the initiative in the passive?To reverse this situation?

All the past experiences and situations echoed in his mind. Those strong men he met, those masters of the king, they also used tactics, how did they decide at that time?How did they take it apart?

During Cheng Yan's brainstorm, the referee's whistle sounded, the scoreboard flipped, and the opponent scored two more points.

Zhang Zihao caused a foul during the interception, and the opponent made a free throw. Everyone gathered around, praying not to go in, and at the same time immersed in the joy of scoring.

Cheng Yan looked at the scoreboard of the red side, and before he knew it, the opponent had already scored 20 points, and if he scored this free throw, it would be 21 points.

"There is no need to read on," Han Cang said. "There is no suspense in this round. Next time, we should formulate rules and raise the selection threshold. Otherwise, the gap will be too large, and it will be easy to choose the wrong person in an overwhelming competition."

The assistant next to me wrote it down, and echoed: "I think so too, next time I will mention it to the coach."

Han Cang nodded, realizing that there was a huge loophole in the simple and crude rules. The reason why he didn't find it in previous years was because there had never been an overwhelming match.

"Currently only this Ding Pu, I think it's good," Han Cang cast his eyes on Ding Pu's figure, "The others...forget it."

No matter how tacit understanding, how strong the team led by Ding Pu, and how many points they scored, only Ding Pu himself won the recognition of the school team in this game. The so-called best among the strong is their selection criteria.

"Do you have any other candidates?" Han Cang looked at Song Yu who had just returned.

Song Yu leaned against the desk, picked up a bottle of water, took a sip, stared at the figure in the arena, his eyes were sharp, and his words were concise: "No."

Yes not yet.

The counterattack of this game has not yet started. He believes that he can play a wonderful second half. Even though Cheng Yan can't compare with Ding Pu's skills, he is smarter. Maybe Xi Shi is in the eye of the beholder. He has always felt that Cheng Yan has It's smart, but it's just been misplaced.

Cheng Yan was absent-minded, as if he couldn't hear the shouts around him, he kept his eyes open and looked at the opponent's players. Both free throws were successful, and the gap in the score was getting wider and wider.

When Ding Pu raised his hand high and gestured a digital tactic, Cheng Yan's eyes suddenly became clear, a string in his brain broke, and he turned to look at a person behind Ding Pu.

"Yibai." Cheng Yan called out.

Zhao Yibai paused, then looked back at him: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Yan said: "Call them over."

Zhao Yibai cooperated very well, shouted a few times, and the people walking towards the center of the field gathered together.

"I have a solution," Cheng Yan said to several people. When everyone looked at each other in confusion, Cheng Yan explained his thinking, "They have been playing tactics now, we don't care what their tactics are, and we don't Everyone is watching one, so the loophole is too big, listen to me, we will play two or three defenses."

Qu Tao narrowed his eyes: "Play zone defense now?"

Cheng Yan nodded: "But our zone defense needs to be changed a little bit. Ding Pu is very good, and he is very accurate in three-pointers. We send two people to defend, and the remaining two are around the three-point line. One person guards the rebound under the basket. Don't act rashly on this guy. Their No. 4 player has never shot before. He is probably not a quasi-shooter. The only way he can score is layups, so he is very suitable for zone defense. As long as the ball comes out of Dimple's hands, everyone Go right back to the basket and grab the rebound."

Zhang Zihao asked: "What if Ding Pu is the second player? Or what if Ding Pu got the ball when the five of us returned to defend the penalty area?"

"This is where the change happens. If Ding Pu is outside the three-point line, when returning to the penalty area, two people on the outside control the position and don't move too hard. No matter where he is, there must be at least one person in front of him. Opponents dare not pass the ball easily, press their inside a little tighter, and force them to layup."

Several people were silent, and they all understood the intention of this tactic. Liao Yang asked, "What about the position?"

"Zhang Teng and you are in the upper zone, Yibai and Master Tao are off the assembly line, and I'm in charge of rebounding."

"Huh? You're in charge of rebounding? That's not your position."

"Maybe... that's my position." Cheng Yan has always been obsessed with performance, and has never exerted his greatest strength. He believes in Song Yu. If he says that he is suitable for this position, he will not question it.

Liao Yang asked: "Then use this first, are you sure it will work?"

"Try first," Cheng Yan said, "Come on."

He didn't know if it would work, it was the only way he could think of in a short time.

At the beginning of a new quarter, Ding Pu didn't hold the ball and was in the back position. Cheng Yan didn't know their tactics this time, but they finally had their own rhythm. Whether they can turn passive into active is the key to this round.

If you win, the enemy's tactics will be cracked, and you will be confused. At least you will not use it again in the next quarter. If you lose...the gap in the score will be increased, and the defeat will be established.

According to the arrangement, when the two players in front of Ding Pu received the ball and were about to move, someone from the opponent rushed towards him. Ding Pu quickly passed the ball, and Zhao Yibai, who was in charge of the inside line, immediately made up for it. Liao Yang in the district returned to the defense, and the five people were mobilized quickly, and the target was obvious, which was definitely negotiated.

Gu Long who took the ball was a little surprised. According to the original tactics, he could pass the ball back to Ding Pu, but someone blocked Ding Pu's position, and he was still a taller person. It was Zhang Teng. Perhaps, the inside line was too tight, and he could only choose to pass the ball forward for a layup.

The boy who caught the ball was called Li Zhuocheng, and he was the No. 4 player who was guessed by Cheng Yan as an inaccurate shot. He went straight to the basket with a very obvious purpose.

Having entered the tense stage of rebounding, Zhao Yibai and others immediately went to meet Cheng Yan. The basket was tense, and the seven of them were under the basket. Li Zhuocheng did not have the environment for a layup, so he chose to shoot on the spot.

"boom!"

The basketball passed the hoop.

Cheng Yan reacted quickly, grabbed the rebound together with the two opponents, and became the winner in the fierce battle. He got the ball and immediately passed it to Qu Tao, who was in a perfect position. The situation changed drastically, and everyone moved to the opponent's basket.

The hearts of the third class were shaken, Shen Yun grabbed Chen Ziyi's arm, and looked at the teenagers running on the court. There was a bright figure in blue and white uniforms, and Zhang Teng, who jumped high, successfully dunked.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Shen Yun was the first to exclaim, followed by Class Three's exclamation: "Zhang Teng is handsome!"

At that moment, Zhang Teng felt admiring gazes from all directions, and a sense of pride and accomplishment that he had never felt before swept his heart.

"Wow," Han Cang let out a little surprise, "Lianfang, I haven't seen you for a long time."

This tactic is not commonly used on the field. It is usually used against teams that are inaccurate in shooting. However, facing a role like Ding Pu, the opponent dared to play zone defense and used it very well. It is indeed worthy of a little praise. .

Song Yu leaned on the chair, turning the pen in his hand, creating a harmonious and relaxed atmosphere.

"How about the coach?" Han Cang turned to ask the coach.

"It looks good." Holding the mineral water, the coach looked a little surprised. Sure enough, the overwhelming situation was not exciting. What was exciting was the counterattack.

He could already smell the smell of wolf smoke.

Ding Pu's team got together, and everyone was confused. They didn't come up with tactics, but they were led away by the other side.

"How to fight next?" Gu Long asked: "Are you still using tactics?"

"No need," Ding Pu said calmly, "Come here."

Several people kept quiet.

"They play zone defense and mainly focus on me. This tactic is very easy to break. Gu Long, you stand at the free throw line and everyone gets the ball. Give him the ball. Don't let them touch the ball when the opponent's line is up. They will mess up themselves. This game 100% will break."

No one asked anything, and obeyed the arrangement. Ding Pu's strength was obvious to all. He formulated so many tactics, and he had an absolute right to speak in this team.

Everyone was still immersed in the joy of a successful counterattack. Cheng Yan was very happy to see the result. After everyone ignored a question, Zhao Yibai came to Cheng Yan and whispered in his ear.

Cheng Yan put away his smiling face and looked serious.

"Understood?" Zhao Yibai said.

Cheng Yan nodded, and the two played charades.

After the start of the game, according to Ding Pu's words, Gu Long seized the free throw line. When the opponent came to attack, his teammates all went to defend. He was the only one who marked the position of the free throw line. It was passed to Gu Long immediately, but Zhao Yibai, who came out of nowhere, cut off Gu Long's possession of the ball abruptly from the middle, passed it to Cheng Yan, and Cheng Yan, who had already arrived at the opponent's basket, made a two-point shot.

21: 6.

Ding Pu looked around, a little surprised, "What's going on? No one is watching No. 6?"

Gu Long: "You let me stand where I am."

Others: "Look at it."

At this time, Zhao Yibai and Cheng Yan were shaking hands to celebrate.

What they conspired just now was to intercept and kill Gu Long.

Ding Pu knows tactics like this, so he must also know how to dismantle tactics. The biggest loophole in the zone defense is the free throw line in the middle. Ding Pu will definitely seize this loophole. Cheng Yan didn't pay attention at that time, it was Zhao Yibai who reminded him , Sure enough, everything was as expected.

Their zone defense is not strong, but if the opponent walks into the plan you expected, then this game is up to you.

Perhaps, this is what Song Yu said, sometimes not dismantling is the best dismantling.

Ding Pu focused on dismantling his zone defense, and lost the right to take the initiative.

From the 6th point, the situation reversed. Cheng Yan and the others seized the opportunity, felt the touch, and responded rationally to each new node. Ding Pu's team was defeated in constant defense and was defeated repeatedly. Before 2 minutes, the score came to 21. :11.

Ding Pu: "Create the pitching environment for me! Have they been staring at me?!"

"I defended, they pressed too hard and couldn't get the ball."

Ding Pu looked at the group of teammates weakly: "Don't shoot if you don't have confidence, that No. 9 is very accurate in rebounding, don't you know how he loses the ball every time?"

Therefore, Gu Long didn't dare to shoot when he touched the ball. He chose to pass it to his teammates, but he was not 100% sure, so his teammates had to pass the ball to Ding Pu, but he was intercepted in the middle.

Zhang Zihao grabbed the ball and gave it to Cheng Yan, who was in an excellent position. Time was running out, the score was still a long way off, and the 2-pointer was too slow to catch up. Cheng Yan saw Zhao Yibai under the basket, and boldly chose a long-distance shot Three-point shooting.

The ball is in!

Amidst the cheers, Ding Pu's face darkened, his mentality exploded.

"I can't get the ball in my position, OK? Don't you pass the ball without looking at the environment?!"

There was silence.

The team is most afraid of being dominated by one person. However, the so-called tacit team has become a mess without tactical play. It has no ideas of its own and all obeys the established arrangements. This kind of cooperation is completely broken. Accident.

"Why is Ding Pu so fierce?" Someone whispered on the sidelines.

"I'm about to be overturned by the headwind, can I not be fierce?"

"I didn't understand how they played just now. Ding Pu couldn't catch the ball. Why did they still pass Ding Pu?"

"I don't know, just watch the fun and keep going."

The school team here.

"Do you want to change people?" Han Cang hesitated while drawing a pen, "I'm a little shaken."

Song Yu said: "It's not his problem, it's his teammates' problem."

Han Cang nodded: "Yes."

He did not cross Ding Pu off the list, and decided to continue to wait and see. No matter how strong a person is, if his team is not strong, all that awaits him is defeat.

On the other hand, the team that got off to a bad start has more and more expectations.

Ding Pu discussed with the team for a while, and he knew that this would not work. He controlled his temper, stabilized his mentality, and communicated.

"If they have the opportunity to make fouls, they can't let them score. Now they have the feel, they are playing smoothly, and they will break the downwind game first." Ding Pu said.

There are only 3 minutes left in the game.

The opponent's hand gestures were broken. At this time, the score was 21:17, and it was easy to be overtaken. That 21 was still the record in the first half, and Ding Pu didn't even want to watch it.

When Cheng Yan's touch is good, he doesn't contribute much to the team's scoring, but he gets more rebounds, more ball possessions, and more opportunities to score. Even Zhao Yibai marveled at his rebounding in this game Ability, it was Song Yu's idea to ask, and Zhao Yibai had nothing to say.

In the past, he was obsessed with performance, but now he is obsessed with contribution. He has grown a lot. Maybe he always lost in the previous games because his position in this team has always been wrong.

Rebounds are much more important than three-pointers. Zhao Yibai scored the most goals, followed by Qu Tao. In the eyes of laymen, they are the most brilliant, but without the contribution of Cheng Yan's rebounds, all points would be nothing. It's tantamount to nonsense.

Rebounding is the most important position of the team. Some people have been misunderstanding and ignoring this position.

There is nothing wrong with the saying that rebounds determine victory or defeat.

One three-pointer is enough. Cheng Yan can't be too greedy. Right now, he has to guarantee the possession of the ball. If he has the ball, he will have a chance to score. Time is running out. They have to catch up with the score a little bit more, at least not by three points.

Cheng Yan lays up with the ball. He remembers the position during training clearly. He feels good. When he jumps to that height, reach out and pass the ball. The ball will score 100%. He has practiced it many times, and he will definitely score this time. .

However, the person who came to intercept him directly hit the collarbone of his shoulder. He didn't know where he hit it. It was like an iron wall. The impact made him lose his stability. The ball missed, but he made a "boom" When he fell to the ground, there was a sudden throbbing pain in his elbow joint.

The referee's whistle stopped the game.

"Cheng Yan!"

Several people gathered together, and Song Yu in the distance also stood up.

Cheng Yan, who was surrounded by groups, felt a clear pain. He turned his arm, and the scratched flesh was bleeding.

"How? Are you okay?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The person who bumped into him was also apologizing.

Intense competition is suspended.

However, Cheng Yan was eager to win, he took a deep breath, was helped up, shook his head and said it was fine, he could continue.

"It's bleeding." Zhang Zihao said, "Substitute, Guan Di is on the sidelines."

Cheng Yan shook his head: "It's okay, it's really okay, you can continue."

The referee confirmed again and again: "OK?"

Cheng Yan nodded.

The commotion was only for a short while, and the episode ended like this. Seeing the players returning to their positions, Han Cang asked with concern: "Are you sure? Don't force yourself."

Song Yu was watching him closely.

Cheng Yan took a careful look at him, quickly looked away, and said to Han Cang, "No problem."

The game continues.

The opportunity for Ding Pu and others came. Since the first half, they finally scored, 23:17.

Cheng Yan was afraid that the situation would go back, so he played very hard in the last 2 minutes, and finally got the ball, but Zhang Teng failed to make a three-pointer. At this critical moment, Cheng Yan couldn't care about any pain , rushed over, jumped suddenly, and made up the buckle successfully.

"I rely on this handsome, this handsome!!"

"It's over, I'm going to take my mother's heart to heart."

"Which class is this handsome guy from? Wori, I haven't found such a straight guy before."

The boy's side was equally lively: "Hey, this ball directly won the right to choose a spouse."

"Okay, enough blowing for a lifetime."

"You can choose your girlfriend directly after the end."

Even Zhang Zihao and others were amazed, saying that the ball was so handsome.

Ding Pu couldn't figure out which link went wrong. He looked at the boy who was injured but still performed exceptionally, with a bit of surprise in his resentment.

The score was reduced to the smallest distance.

23: 20.

1 minutes left.

The tense match point is coming. If the goal is guaranteed in this round, then a comeback against the wind is absolute. Cheng Yan took a deep breath, looked at the ball frame, and noticed that he played very well. Zhang Teng and others passed the ball to him. Escorting Cheng Yan for a layup, the situation was tense, and the opponent's defense was tighter. Cheng Yan couldn't break through, but the position of the others was even worse, so he had to fight once.

However, if his teammates noticed his good performance, wouldn't his opponents not?

Almost at the same position and at the same angle, he was about to jump up, when a figure suddenly appeared behind him and rushed towards him, so the two of them fell to the ground together, with a "bang", the sound of their knees colliding, as if bones were breaking.

This time he couldn't hold back, because it was a completely different degree of pain, Cheng Yan let out a cry of pain and couldn't get up at all.

"Why did you bump into it again?"

"Did I do it on purpose?!" Shen Yun looked nervously at the arena.

There was an uproar on the sidelines, the basketball game was stopped again, and everyone sitting stood up. They saw the scene of being hit, saw the scene of knees hitting the ground, and heard a thrilling sound.

There was sudden commotion in the arena, and Cheng Yan, who was unable to move, had grim facial features, and the expression on his face proved that he was in extreme pain right now.

"Did you fucking do it on purpose?!" Zhao Yibai yelled, and the referee was there, making things more complicated.

"I didn't do it on purpose, I just wanted to block the ball." The other party explained that this was the same one that injured Cheng Yan just now.

"Whether you're fucking a ball or a person, do you think we're all blind?!" Zhao Yibai roared, "You can't beat those who play dirty, right?"

"Believe it or not is up to the referee!"

The referee appeased both sides, the restlessness attracted the attention of the school team, Han Cang came from his seat in front of the disputed group of people, presided over the order, the doctor checked Cheng Yan's injuries, Cheng Yan twisted his facial features, and dared not move his legs .

"I can't fight anymore. Send me to the infirmary. It's a little serious." The doctor stood up.

The game could not continue for the time being. This small episode was bigger than the previous one and had a greater impact. The two sides were in a dispute, and each insisted on their own opinions. The referee said it was an accidental decision, which also aroused the dissatisfaction of the onlookers.

Song Yu walked over from the sidelines, and a group of people standing densely packed made way for him immediately. His speech made people more alert than the referee. The two parties in the dispute immediately fell silent after seeing Song Yu approaching.

"You can make fouls to grab the match point, formulate any tactics, no problem, but if you want to play dirty, don't blame me for not reminding you," Song Yuhei shot at Ding Pu's team, "The field is not yours. The school team is not a place where you play wild, you can come in happily, and I can make you cry and get out."

He meant it very clearly, and he didn't believe it was an accident.

"The cameras on the sidelines are not decorations. Whether it's intentional or not can be determined at a glance," Song Yu said seriously, "Whether you want this face or not is entirely up to you."

His meaning was already clear enough, he looked at the person who caused the accident, the other party lowered his head, looked at him from time to time, met his gaze and then hurried away, while Song Yu stared at him, just to ask him to admit it.

Because of Song Yu's gaze, everyone stared at the perpetrator, Ding Pu didn't dare to speak, no one was afraid of Song Yu, there was a dead silence, waiting for someone to plead guilty.

However, people's luck will make them unwilling to admit it easily. The boy who had an accident with Cheng Yan and was safe, quibbled in a low voice: "I just want to defend the ball..."

"Fuck!" A black pen slammed down on the boy's feet.

Song Yu exploded, and a swear word made the atmosphere more tense, the boy dared not speak, Zhao Yibai was also taken aback, and even Cheng Yan was dumbfounded.

Song Yu seldom swears. In the eyes of girls at school, although he is aloof, he never swears. No one in the school team has ever heard Song Yu swear. Dirty words, today is completely offended.

Their deputy team can't see dirty things in their eyes, especially in football games. This is well known, but some people dare to commit crimes against the wind.

Han Cang's complexion also turned pale, he was quite disappointed with Ding Pu's team, and ordered: "Turn the camera."

Visible to the naked eye, the boy panicked.

Song Yu turned to Cheng Yan, still with a dark face, grabbed his arm, and was about to pull him up.

Cheng Yan grabbed his wrist and shook his head at him: "I can fight."

Song Yu said coldly, "Go down."

Cheng Yan tightened his strength, ignoring the bleeding knee and pain, and looked at Song Yu aggrievedly, "I'm fine, I can really fight, let me finish the fight, there are still two points...we can win."

"Enough." Song Yu said.

Cheng Yan shook his head to him repeatedly, this is his last chance, this is his promise to Song Yu, this is his last time before he leaves school, when approaching him, he can't wait, he can't lose, he There is no way to give up.

"Song Yu, I want to go in...Let me fight," Cheng Yan's eyes were red, no one could understand his persistence, how hard he loved this love, no one understood the grievances of these years, Cheng Yan said in a low voice: "please……"

Song Yu's ten fingers tightened.

The white jade-like arm that I held was trembling warmly, the face that made me think about it and couldn't concentrate, looking at me with red eyes, the emotion that made me finally stabilize every time, because he committed it again and again. , the urge to make him desperately trample him every time until he loses his last breath surges up again, the person who can release the beast and force himself to close the beast, it is known that he is now in danger Situation?

He really wanted to tear him apart, torment him, and have sex with him until he died, lingering until he couldn't breathe, he wanted to see him merge with the bright red blood and bloom in a pool of blood ,again and again.

The scarlet eyes were closed fiercely, Song Yu's strength seemed to cut off his arm, Cheng Yan felt his pulse throbbing, very ferocious.

Song Yu opened his eyes, pulled him into his arms with all his strength, carried him away from the arena, and at the same time rejected his wronged request and brave proposal.