Tens of seconds later.

"Bang!"

Zhuang Yu took another shot, a pull-up jump shot, but this time he failed to hit it and the basketball bounced out of the frame.

The players from Suigang No. 2 Middle School just breathed a sigh of relief and thought to themselves that you had missed the shot.

As a result, Han Hui took off the backboard and noticed Zhuang Yu's eyes. He immediately passed the ball to the ground. Tan Bin felt that Zhuang Yu had disappeared in front of his eyes. He cut along the middle and received Han Hui's ground pass.

, scored a layup...

In the last minute or so of the second quarter, Zhuang Yu made another 2 of 3 shots and scored 4 points.

Counting the previous three goals, he has scored as many as 11 points in one quarter, accounting for almost all the points scored by Jiangning No. 1 Middle School.

"drop......"

At the end of the second quarter, the score was 29:27, Suigang No. 2 Middle School led by 2 points.

Looking at the numbers on the scoreboard, they were clearly ahead by two points, but the players of Suigang No. 2 Middle School couldn't be happier. They once led by 9 points, but Zhuang Yu single-handedly narrowed the difference to

Only 2 points left.

This makes the players of Suigang No. 2 Middle School feel frustrated. They are known as the "strongest shield", but they can't guard against Zhuang Yu!

"I'll be on guard against Zhuang Yu later," Lu Zhengyan said.

"No need." Tan Bin immediately refused, "I can guard against it."

Lu Zhengyan was furious and did not give any face to the senior: "How many points did Zhuang Yu get for your ability to defend yourself? I will defend you later, don't say any more."

Tan Bin was also angry, scratching his neck and said: "You think you can just go? You guarded two of them just now, didn't you still fail to guard them?"

"I......"

Before Lu Zhengyan could continue, the coach of Suigang No. 2 Middle School roared angrily: "Okay, shut up." When the two of them shut up, he frowned and said: "Stop arguing, one person can't guard against him.

Double-team me directly in the second half."

Double team?

For a moment, the players were shocked.

You know, they rarely use double teams. Generally, single defense is enough. If single defense fails, there is a team to help defend and supplement the defense, which is enough.

But now the coach wants them to double-team Zhuang Yu.

"Coach." Feng Zhao said hesitantly: "Zhuang Yu can pass the ball. Double-teaming him will mean missing other players in Jiangning No. 1 Middle School. With his passing ability, he will definitely be able to find the missed teammates and bring them back."

Pass the ball..."

"Do I know?" The coach of Suigang No. 2 Middle School glared. Of course he knew how risky it was to double-team a player who could pass the ball, but what could be done?

Taking a deep breath, the coach of Suigang No. 2 Middle School continued: "Okay, that's it. When he gets the ball, he will double-team me."

As for missing other players from Jiangning No. 1 Middle School...

He decided to take a gamble and not let Zhuang Yu score wantonly.

...

In a blink of an eye, the second half begins.

Both sides fielded their main lineups. After watching the first half of the game, the two commentators had different opinions.

"Teacher Wang." Lu Yu asked: "How do you think the game will develop in the second half? Can Jiangning No. 1 Middle School catch up with the score or overtake it?"

"Yes." Wang Meng answered simply.

This made Lu Yu stunned for a moment and retorted: "I don't think it's that easy. Jiangning No. 1 Middle School played well in the second quarter, but it was only Zhuang Yu who played well. In the second half, Suigang No. 2 Middle School will definitely be targeted.

With such a poor defense, you can hardly expect Zhuang Yu to score like he did in the second quarter."

Wang Meng nodded, shook his head, and said: "Don't forget, Zhuang Yu is not the only one in Jiangning No. 1 Middle School. Players such as Xiao Qingyang and Jiang Xuezhou are also very good. They didn't play well in the first half, but they can't play well in the whole game.

You don’t have the touch, right? What’s more, can Suigang No. 2 Middle School really guard against Zhuang Yu?”

I don’t know if it was for the sake of the show’s effect, to deliberately create drama and add drama to myself, or if the two of them really had a disagreement.

In short, one of the two commentators is obviously optimistic about Suigang No. 2 Middle School, and the other obviously supports Jiangning No. 1 Middle School.

Listening to the two men's explanations, the fans in the audience began to divide into two camps.

...

At the same time, Jiangning City.

Jiangning No. 1 Middle School, Grade 1 (8).

"What's going on with this commentator named Lu? Does he know how to speak? The second half has just started, and he's already starting to badmouth our Jiangning No. 1 Middle School."

"That's right, the one on the right is still discerning and his analysis is correct. Xiao Qingyang didn't perform well in the first half, but he will definitely explode in the second half, and there's Zhuang Yu too."

"Zhuang Yu played great today. He scored 11 points in a single quarter. He could have the upper hand in one versus five. By the way, how many points did he score?"

"It's 15 minutes!"

The students are discussing.

As a result, the class bell rang, and the students suddenly became depressed. The ten minutes after class passed so quickly, and the second half had just begun.

...

West Street.

In a small noodle shop, Li Huilan was busy.

It was still afternoon, but the noodle restaurants in the city were open all day. Because many people were busy with work and had irregular meal times, there were always customers from morning to night.

"Lady boss, please have some beef noodles, a big bowl."

A tall man in his forties walked into the store, found a seat and sat down, and shouted to Li Huilan.

Li Huilan responded.

Seeing that the LCD TV hanging on the wall in the store was on, the man seemed to have thought of something and said, "Madam boss, can you change the channel? My son is going to play a basketball game in the province today. I heard that it will be broadcast on TV, but I don't know if it will end.

No."

"Oh, where is the remote control? You can change it yourself." Li Huilan pointed to the remote control and asked casually: "Your son is really promising. He can go to the province to play competitions and be on TV. He must be very good.

Which school do you attend?"

"Yizhong." The man replied while changing channels.

Hearing that it was No. 1 Middle School, Li Huilan laughed: "My son also goes to No. 1 Middle School. He just entered the first year of high school this year, but he is not as good as your son."

"That's a coincidence. My son is also a freshman in high school, and he only plays as a substitute in the team. He is not very good." The man said modestly, but with some pride in his eyebrows, he asked again: "By the way,

Which class is your son in?"

"Class 8, Grade 1."

"Oh, that's not the same class. My son is in Class 11 of Senior High School, and his name is Yang Fei." The man said, having switched to the Southern Province Education Channel. The game was entering the second half, but he didn't see his son on the court. He was a little confused.

disappointment.

I wanted to show it to the boss lady, but my son didn't show up.

Soon, the noodles were served.

The man was eating noodles and watching the game, hoping that his son would be able to play. Unfortunately, he didn't wait until he finished eating the noodles, so he had to pay and leave.

The guest has left.

Li Huilan picked up the remote control and prepared to change the channel, but it happened to be a pause time, so she couldn't see Zhuang Yu, so she changed the channel and went back to work.

...

provincial capital.

In the stadium, the game enters a timeout.
Chapter completed!