Xu Chuan'an smiled and said to Wang Peng who was close to him, "It's useless to stare at me, I haven't 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 said with a smile.

"Wang Peng, you are not blind. There are only two people in front of us, Zhang Yaohua and Zheng Wendong, who touched the ball. You won't be able to remember the score now, right? If you can't remember, I kindly tell you that it's 12:0 now." Xu Chuan'an looked at Wang Peng teasingly.

"12:0, just 12:0, it depends on how long you can keep the score!" Wang Peng said in shame.

"Of course it won't last long, we'll score again soon. Look." Xu Chuan'an also noticed that the atmosphere on the scene had changed, so he wouldn't let Wang Peng look to death foolishly. He had to take Wang Peng to interfere with a professional player in the Beijing team. Just Yang Jianlong is better, he looks weaker.

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

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

Zhang Yaohua was not ready to grab the ball this time, and that kind of opportunity was no longer the same. No matter how fast he reacted, he could not run away from basketball. When others were prepared, it was not so easy to grab the basketball from these professional players. Moreover, Zhang Yaohua could not force it, otherwise it would be more difficult to rely on Zheng Wendong and a few professional players who wanted to defend the Beijing basketball team in the backcourt. Zheng Wendong and his strength have become stronger, but their skills have not improved at all, and their reaction speed cannot keep up with the rhythm of these professional players. Without Zhang Yaohua's assisted defense, the defense of the first class would be useless for these players. Before, if An Hao had not wanted to use his body to kill Zheng Wendong, how could Zheng Wendong be able to defend An Hao?

This time, Zhang Yusong stopped sticking to the ball. As soon as Zhang Yaohua pressed him up, Zhang Yusong passed the ball. The ball was in An Hao's hands. After An Hao took the ball, he did not directly confront Zheng Wendong. He had already seen Zheng Wendong's power and used his skills to shake Zheng Wendong away. He jumped easily and directly put the basketball into the basket. An Hao finally scored a goal that saved his face.

The teachers and students around him sighed. The gap in strength is too great. This time it is the embodiment of real strength. Once these professional players become serious, they are not something that these high school students can deal with.

"It's not an opponent at all! Professional players are not on the same level as high school students. Now that they are serious, the gap will appear. However, it is enough for these professional players to show their true strength."

"Yes, professional players are simply bullying when they come to play with our high school students."

"The score is only 2:9 now, maybe! If the pitcher in Class 1 continues to make three-pointers, these professional players will never catch up."

Zheng Wendong was very depressed. When facing An Hao, he was at a loss.

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

Yes! The players on the first and second grade level lit up their eyes. It doesn’t matter if they can’t defend these professional players. As long as they can continue to let Zhang Yaohua throw the ball in, these professional players have no chance to win!

Zhang Yusong's mouth twitched for a moment, "I still want to score a goal? Do you really think we are made of paper?"

Zhang Yusong stretched out his hand and blocked Zhang Yaohua in front of him, making Zhang Yaohua unable to get the ball. An Hao also stood aside and could rush up to intercept at any time. The other three were one-on-one.

Zheng Wendong was a little embarrassed. The opponent was defending one from the other as soon as he came up, and the rest were tight-fitting one-on-one, and it was possible that anyone could be intercepted.

"Transfer to the open space!" Zhang Yaohua shouted, turned around and ran away.

Zheng Wendong quickly threw the ball high. Zhang Yaohua was a plum blossom stake that he had practiced for many years. The plum blossom step was shuttled through the tree stump. An Hao and Zhang Yusong's close defense could not stop Zhang Yaohua at all. Zhang Yaohua was like a loach, jumping through the gap between the two people, jumped up, caught the basketball in the air and threw it out.

"This is another move!" Zhang Yusong turned his head and didn't dare to look. Judging from the arc of the basketball flying out, this ball was probably there again.

Sure enough, cheers came from the sidelines soon.

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

"I know!" Zheng Wendong said with a smile.

The score difference widened to double digits again, and Zhang Yusong and others were not impatient. Zhang Yusong waved his hand, "We will focus on defending No. 7 alone later. This guy's shooting is too accurate, so he must not let the basketball go to his hands. An Hao, Zhining and I are responsible for defending No. 7, don't let No. 7 touch the ball, Jianlong, you guard the backcourt alone."

An Hao also quickly taught Yang Jianlong the experience, "Jianlong, don't rush to break through after grabbing the ball. These guys are not bad at all. We may not have the advantage in physical confrontation. We must take advantage of our technical advantages."

When Yang Jianlong passed the ball, Zhang Yusong shouted again, "Come on the ball!"

Yang Jianlong passed the ball to Zhang Yusong, and then immediately actively ran. He was not as slack as he was at the beginning, but like dealing with the most difficult opponents in the professional league. They must ensure the success rate of the offensive, otherwise the score difference will only grow bigger and bigger. They are fighting for honor now and losing to high school students. They can't afford to lose this person!

Zheng Wendong also quickly stopped the team members from defending, "We can't defend one-on-one at all, so we should take joint defense. We don't let them jump in and shoot, and at most they can shoot from the outside long shot."

Zheng Wendong, Xu Chuan'an, Zhou Qimu and Liu Zhen stood in a circle at the basket, leaving Zhang Yaohua to harass him on the outside to prevent their pitcher Zhang Yusong from shooting three-pointers from shooting from the outside.

Having experienced the power of these high school students, even An Hao would not dare to choose to break through easily. Even if he could commit a foul and get injured, he would not be able to report the job when he went back. If that were the case, it would be more troublesome than losing.

Zhang Yusong got the ball several times, but he was not sure to shoot directly in front of Zhang Yaohua. He could only say that the basketball passed again. Yang Jianlong got a long-range shot without defense. Yang Jianlong did not hesitate and shot directly. Unfortunately, he was a little short of it. The basketball turned around in the basket and flew out again.

Xu Chuan'an and Wang Peng jumped at the same time, but the two collided together. 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 Chuan'an pushed him.

"Don't shout randomly? Otherwise, you will be called a technical foul! This matter is legitimate physical confrontation, no foul!" Not to mention that Chen Honggang is at least a student of the No. 4 Middle School, even if he is not biased, he will not be called a foul. Chen Honggang had already known the whole story of the matter and was extremely despised of Wang Peng. If he hadn't been pushed away, he would not have come to brag about this unfair game.

Zhang Yaohua ran over and took the basketball from Xu Chuan'an, and then made another long shot. Zhang Yusong and An Hao had no time to defend, and the basketball had already entered the basket.

"Don't take action at will!" An Hao was very dissatisfied with Yang Jianlong's reckless shot. If it was a professional league, if there was a chance and try a long shot, there would be nothing wrong. But now he is so much behind, and his opponent has such an abnormal super pitcher. A mistake means that the score is once again widened by the opponent.

"You two can't defend one of them, can you blame me? Isn't it just a little bit worse? I'm a little better, and I've already scored the ball!" Yang Jianlong became popular too.

"Stop quarrel! Isn't it enough to be embarrassed?" Zhang Yusong hurriedly stopped the two of them.

He Chuan'an smiled and said to Wang Peng, "Wang Peng, is this the professional player you invited? His level is not very good!"

"Let's see. It's not time for you to cry yet! Don't look at you running wildly now. You'll lose your energy later, it's up to them torture you." Wang Peng was still full of confidence in these professional players. He felt that a few people in a basketball team could now stand up with the players of the Beijing team. The main reason is that a basketball team spared no effort. Comparing physical strength with professional players is almost the same as seeking death. When the physical exhaustion is severe, it's time for these professional players to show their power.

"You have a problem with your head? You can even consume your energy while standing still?" He Chuan'an sneered.

Wang Peng was stunned. These guys didn't run much. Zhang Yaohua solved the battle with a long shot. The real running was actually when he was defending just now.

No matter how hard Zhang Yusong and others tried, they could not pass Zhang Jiaohua's score in every possible way. Although in the subsequent games, Zhang Yusong used his technical advantages to basically score basketball every time, Zhang Jiaohua made three-pointers every time. Not only did they fail to narrow the score, but the gap was getting bigger and bigger. After only half-time, they were already behind. Zhang Yusong made an excuse for a few halfs and ran away in a hurry. They were unable to afford this person. They really had no shame to continue playing.

The teachers and students of No. 4 Middle School were thunderous, and a group of high school students actually defeated the professional players of the Beijing basketball team. This was a miracle. However, everyone knew that the reason why this miracle was created was just because the opponent had a super perverted divine pitcher.

After the game, Chen Honggang found Zhang Yaohua, "Do you know who the group of people who came to play today?"

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

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

"If I want to go, I can pass any university." This kind of guarantee is really not attractive to Zhang Yaohua.

"Uh. You are only in the first year of high school. After three years, everything is unpredictable, but if your basketball skills continue to improve, even Tsinghua and Peking University will be easy to get to you." Chen Honggang said.

"If I want to go, I will definitely pass the exam." Zhang Yaohua shook her head, "I don't want to waste too much time on basketball."
Chapter completed!