80s Taoism

Xu Chuanan smiled and said to Wang Peng who was close to him, "It's useless for you to stare at me, I haven't even touched the ball yet."

"I was careless just now, do you really think that a few people in your class can beat other professional players?" Wang Peng laughed.

"Wang Peng, you are not blind, right? Only Zhang Jiaohua and Zheng Wendong touched the ball in front of us. You can't remember the score now, can you? If you can't remember, I kindly tell you that it is 12:0 now." Xu Chuanan looked at Wang Peng teasingly.

"12:0, just 12:0, let's see how long you can maintain this score!" Wang Peng said angrily.

"Of course it won't last long. We're going to score again soon. Just watch." Xu Chuanan also noticed that the atmosphere on the scene had changed, so he wouldn't foolishly let Wang Peng watch him die. He had to take Wang Peng to interfere with a professional player of the Beijing team. Just Yang Jianlong, he looks weaker.

Wang Peng didn't see Xu Chuan'an's thoughts, and still followed Xu Chuan'an closely.

Yang Jianlong served very steadily this time, and passed the ball directly to Zhang Yusong's hands steadily.

Zhang Jiaohua was not prepared to go up this time at all, that kind of opportunity was never to be repeated, no matter how fast he reacted, he couldn't run the basketball. It is not so easy to snatch the basketball from these professional players when they are prepared. And Zhang Jiaohua can't push forward, otherwise it will be difficult to rely on Zheng Wendong and several professional players who want to defend the Beijing basketball team in the backcourt. Zheng Wendong's strength has become stronger, but their skills have not improved, and their reaction speed cannot keep up with the rhythm of these professional players. Without Zhang Jiaohua's defense assistance, the defense of Group One would be useless to these players. Before, if An Hao didn't want to use his body to kill Zheng Wendong, how could Zheng Wendong prevent An Hao?

This time, Zhang Yusong didn't stick to the ball anymore. As soon as Zhang Jiaohua pushed forward, Zhang Yusong passed the ball, and the ball was in An Hao's hands. After An Hao took the ball, he didn't directly confront Zheng Wendong. He had already seen Zheng Wendong's strength. An Hao finally scored a face-saving goal.

The surrounding teachers and students sighed, the gap in strength is too great, this time is the embodiment of true strength. Once these professional players get serious, they are simply not something this group of high school students can handle.

"It's not an opponent at all! Professional players are not at the same level as high school students. Now that they are serious, the gap will become apparent. However, for the few in Class One and One of Senior High, it is not bad enough to be able to show the true strength of these professional players."

"Yeah, professional players come to play against us high school students, it's simply bullying."

"The score is only 2:12 now, maybe it's not possible! If the pitcher in the first class continues to hit three-pointers, these professional players will never be able to catch up."

Zheng Wendong was very frustrated. When facing An Hao, he was at a loss what to do.

"Zheng Wendong, don't be discouraged! As long as we keep making three-pointers, they will never catch up!" Xu Xiaoting shouted from the sidelines.

Yes! The eyes of the players in Class 1 and 1 of senior high school lit up. It doesn't matter if they can't guard against these professional players, as long as they can continue to let Zhang Jiaohua make shots. These professional players have no chance of winning!

The corner of Zhang Yusong's mouth twitched, "Do you still want to score goals? Do you really think we are paper?"

Zhang Yusong stretched out his hand and blocked Zhang Jiaohua in front of him, making it impossible for Zhang Jiaohua to get the ball. An Hao also stood aside, ready to rush forward to intercept at any time. The other three are all one-on-one.

Zheng Wendong was in a bit of a dilemma. As soon as the opponent came up, he used two defenses and one defense, and the rest were one-on-one close pressing. Anyone who passed the pass might be intercepted.

"Pass to the open space!" Zhang Jiaohua yelled, turned around and ran.

Zheng Wendong quickly threw the ball high. Zhang Jiaohua has practiced plum blossoms for many years. This plum blossom step is to shuttle through the tree stumps. The close defense of An Hao and Zhang Yusong can't stop Zhang Jiaohua.

"It's another trick!" Zhang Yusong turned his head and didn't dare to look. Judging from the arc of the basketball flying out, the ball is probably scored again.

Sure enough, soon cheers came from the sidelines.

Zhang Jiaohua quickly pulled Zheng Wendong back, "I will pass the ball like this later. They can't stop me!"

"I know!" Zheng Wendong laughed.

The point difference widened to double digits again. Zhang Yusong and the others were not impatient. Zhang Yusong waved, "We will focus on defending number 7 later. This guy's shooting is too accurate. We must not let the basketball go to him. An Hao, Zhi Ning and I are responsible for defending number 7. Don't let number 7 touch the ball. Jianlong, you guard the backcourt alone."

An Hao also quickly passed on his experience to Yang Jianlong, "Jianlong, don't rush to break through when you grab the ball. These guys are not bad in strength. We don't necessarily have an advantage in physical confrontation. We must use our technical advantages."

When Yang Jianlong passed the ball, Zhang Yusong yelled again, "Pass the ball!"

Yang Jianlong passed the ball into Zhang Yusong's hands, and then immediately moved actively, not at all the slack at the beginning, but like dealing with the most difficult opponent in a professional league. They must ensure the success rate of the attack, otherwise the point difference will only get bigger and bigger. They are fighting for honor now, losing to high school students, they can't afford to lose this person!

Zheng Wendong also hurriedly prevented the players in the class from defending, "We can't defend against one-on-one at all, let's use zone defense. Don't let them rush in to shoot, at most let them shoot long shots from the outside."

Zheng Wendong, Xu Chuan'an, Zhou Qimu, and Liu Zhen formed a circle under the basket, leaving Zhang Jiaohua to harass them on the outside to prevent their pitcher Zhang Yusong from shooting three-pointers from the outside.

Having experienced the power of this group of high school students, even An Hao would not dare to easily choose to be strong. Even if you can make a foul and get injured, you won't be able to do business when you go back. If that is the case, it will be more troublesome than losing.

Zhang Yusong got the ball several times, but he was not sure to shoot directly in front of Zhang Jiaohua, so he could only pass the basketball out again. Yang Jianlong got an unguarded long-range shot opportunity, Yang Jianlong did not hesitate, and shot directly, but it was a little short, the basketball circled in the basket and flew out again.

Xu Chuan'an and Wang Peng, who were close to the basketball, took off at the same time. As a result, the two collided. Wang Peng flew out directly, and Xu Chuan'an easily grabbed the basketball in his hand.

"Referee, foul! He pushed me!" Wang Peng thought Xu Chuanan pushed him.

"Don't yell? Or call you a technical foul! This is a legitimate physical confrontation, there is no foul!" Not to mention that Shen Honggang at least favors the students of the No. 4 Middle School in his heart, even if he is impartial, he will not call a foul. Shen Honggang knew the ins and outs of the matter a long time ago, and she also extremely despised this Wang Peng. If he couldn't push it away, he wouldn't come to brag about this unfair game.

Zhang Jiaohua directly ran over to take the basketball from Xu Chuan'an's hands, and made another direct long-range shot. Zhang Yusong and An Hao had no time to defend, and the basketball had already entered the basket.

"I'm not 100% sure, so don't shoot casually!" An Hao was very dissatisfied with Yang Jianlong's reckless shooting this time. If there is an opportunity in a professional league, there is nothing wrong with trying a long shot. But now that they are so far behind, and the opponent has such a perverted super pitcher, one mistake means that the score will be widened by the opponent again.

"The two of you can't guard against one, so you can blame me? Isn't it just a little bit worse? A little bit of luck, I have already scored that goal!" Yang Jianlong was also angry.

"Stop arguing! Isn't embarrassment enough?" Zhang Yusong quickly stopped the two of them.

Xu Chuanan smiled and said to Wang Peng, "Wang Peng, this is the professional player you invited over? The level is not very good!"

"Let's wait and see. The time for you to cry has not yet come! Don't look at you running around the field now, you will lose your energy later, just watch how they abuse you." Wang Peng is still full of confidence in these professional players. He felt that a few members of the first basketball team were able to compete with the players of the Beijing team, mainly because the first basketball team spared no effort in physical strength. Amateur players compete with professional players in physical strength, which is similar to courting death. When the physical strength is exhausted, it is time for these professional players to show off.

"Is there something wrong with your head? Standing still can consume energy?" Xu Chuanan sneered.

Wang Peng was stunned, these guys really didn't run much, Zhang Jiaohua solved the battle with a long shot. The real running is actually the time of defense just now.

No matter how hard Zhang Yusong and others tried, they still couldn't pass Zhang Jiaohua's goal of hitting every shot. Although in the following games, Zhang Yusong used his technical advantages to score basketballs almost every time, but Zhang Jiaohua made three-pointers every time. Not only did they fail to close the score, but the gap became wider and wider. After only half of the game, Zhang Yusong was already behind by a large score. Zhang Yusong made up an excuse after a few half-times and ran away in a hurry. They really couldn't afford to lose this guy. They really had no face to continue fighting.

The teachers and students of No. 4 Middle School cheered thunderously. It was a miracle that a group of high school students defeated the professional players of the Beijing basketball team. But everyone knows that the reason why this miracle can be created is because the opponent has a super perverted sharpshooter.

After the game, Shen Hong just found Zhang Jiaohua, "Do you know who are the people who came to play today?"

"I heard that he is a professional player of the Beijing basketball team." Zhang Jiaohua roughly knew Shen Honggang's intentions.

"Then are you interested in practicing basketball? With your level, you can definitely use your basketball expertise to be admitted to any university you want in the future." Shen Honggang said.

"If I want to go, I can get into any university." This kind of guarantee really didn't appeal to Zhang Jiaohua.

"Uh. You are only a freshman in high school. After three years, everything is unpredictable, but if your basketball skills continue to improve, even Tsinghua University and Peking University will be within reach for you." Shen Honggang said.

"If I want to go, I will definitely pass." Zhang Jiaohua shook his head, "I don't want to waste too much time on basketball."