Yang Can’s ball was broken, and he reacted in the first place. He cheered up and trot and posted it. The standard of action made Xia Meng and Tianwei Male No. 1 quite surprised. It turns out that this is not just a look to scare people. , Really have two hands.
Yang Xiuya on the stage picked up her eyebrows instantly.
Although the opponent is better than Yang Can and more skilled than Yang Can, Yang Can has one thing that is greatly better than them, that is, experience and rich defensive experience. When in the army, Yang Can is almost always accompanied by basketball, although not I dare to say how well I played, but the defense alone is very professional. I remember that when the US Marines came to communicate, the black people who played several games with Yang Can all treated Yang Can’s cowhide. Sugar like a defensive thumbs up.
Zhou Jie didn't expect Yang Can to be so difficult. He was posted almost out of breath and had to pass the ball. Another person caught the ball and rushed into the basket. But Yang Can stood in front of him ghostly. The palm shot the ball, so fast that everyone on the court couldn't react to it.
After catching the ball, Yang Can arched his hips outwards, like a tank, slowly leaning against his back and squeezing inside, making his movements very unsightly.
The audience laughed at the scene, thinking that this buddy is good defensively, but this dribbling action is not good. He started to play singles with his back from outside the three-point line. Isn't it too early
"Pass... Pass..." The sweet male number one who was in the open was obviously a little anxious and called Yang Can repeatedly.
Back-to-back singles is generally a move used by large centers. It emphasizes the combination of strength and weight. He squeezes to the basket with his body and the opponent defends Yang Can. Zhou Jie, who is taller and stronger than him, is seen by others. This approach is really unwise.
But just as the team members scolded and the audience laughed, Yang Can, who squeezed in like a crab, leaned back on the 1.9-meter Zhou Jie a few steps, and was directly squeezed to the floor. On, he easily broke into the three-second zone, raised his hand under the basket and hit the board into the frame.
A burst of exclamation sounded, and many people opened their mouths slightly. How strong is this person? This week, Zhou Jie looked at his body and said that there was one less, and he was squeezed to the ground. The face of Zhou Jie who fell on the ground was flushed, and he couldn't believe it.
"Good job... Yang Can..." Xia Meng came over and patted him on the shoulder excitedly, and finally broke the embarrassing zero, which made her excited, even the sweet man who repelled Yang Can in his heart. Came here to express my congratulations.
This is the case for men. No matter what your appearance is, as long as you have the ability, others must respect you.
Yang Can clapped his hands and looked at Yang Xiuya on the stage with a gesture with a smile. Although he can't make jump shots and dribbling is not good, it is enough to deal with ordinary people with this rogue trick. After all, strength and reasonable use Body is his strong point.
After this goal, Yang Can completely changed the situation on the court. It depends on his rebounding, breakthrough, shooting, almost omnipotence, and gradually approaching the score. Although Yang Can could not defend against two people last time, he attacked. There is almost no solution to the above, not even afraid of double-teaming, and he just squeezed past, but some rascal tricks made some people very speechless.
Perhaps it was the audience's cheers for Yang Can, which angered the young and energetic officials on the opposite side. Unknowingly, they had forgotten the Friendship No. 1 command given by the leadership of the linkage, and they used all their skills without fear. , Yang Can had no choice but to show no mercy to the girl Xia Meng, and was very unmannered to specifically press her to beat her.
Seeing Xia Meng being pushed a little by Zhou Jie, Yang Can hurried over to support her, double-teaming, holding her waist firmly with one hand, and blocking Zhou Jie’s path with the other, looking like two Latin dancers. Putting on a beautiful pose, drew the audience's cheers, this kind of competition is just to entertain the "sex".
Zhou Jie, who was holding the ball, felt an increase in pressure instantly, gritted his teeth and swung the ball in anger, hitting Yang Can with an elbow in secret, and Yang Can fell directly on the concrete floor.
The referee was taken aback and hurriedly called a timeout. It turned out to be Yang Can's blocking foul. Now Xia Meng was the first to refuse, and she wanted to rush to the referee to protest, but Yang Can got up and waved her hand to signal that she was okay. There was also warm applause from the sidelines.
"Yang Can is okay, he is too cunning..." Xia Meng came over and "touched" Yang Can's face distressedly, staring at Zhou Jie fiercely, embarrassing him very much.
After being overshadowed, Yang Can's emotions also changed. The original mood of play was put away, replaced by a strong desire to win, and he "touched" and "touched" his face with a smile: "It's okay, it's pretty cool. , This is called basketball." He didn't care about the referee's favoritism.
Hum in my heart, play this set with your grandpa? Grandpa is your ancestor. When you wanted to be a soldier, almost all basketball in the army was a combination of rugby. Yang Can always disliked the opponent for being too gentle and he was not easy to start.
After the opponent scored, the score was four points ahead. It was time to serve the ball. After receiving the ball, Xia Meng hesitated a little, and even dribbled the ball directly against that Zhou Jie, following the same action that Zhou Jie had just played Yang Can. Painted Gourd also hit his face, jumped up and beat the tall Zhou Jie with an elbow, "touching" his chin without knowing what to do.
When the referee's whistle sounded, Xia Meng blushed and ran over to complain to the referee that it was unfair, making Yang Can a little bit dumbfounded.
This literary girl wants to avenge me. But is your action too obvious? Under the dark... Zhou Jiegao has so many of you, you still have to jump on the head if you are tired.
"Girl, learn a little bit and give me the ball." Yang Can blinked at Xia Meng, who felt a loss, and said with a smile.
"Can you do it? Forget it, this referee is black, we can still play it casually." Xia Meng looked at the red mark on Yang Can's face, a bit aggrieved, but a little desperate. Yang Can asked for help. , Seeing others bullied, Xia Meng felt as if she had been cut by a knife in her heart.
Yang Can shook his head, aside from anything else, he rushed towards Zhou Jie with a serious expression. Suddenly, Zhou Jie felt that the atmosphere was different in an instant, and the pressure increased sharply. He quickly gritted his teeth and played a series of breathtaking fancy luck to get rid of. , Aroused constant applause at the scene.
At this time, Yang Can's mind-reading skills are fully developed, and his energy is highly concentrated, calculating every thought of Zhou Jie, passing the ball? breakthrough? Shooting? He knew everything well, so even if the opponent's actions were fancy, he wouldn't be impressed.
To be honest, Yang Can’s most annoying playing ball in his life is that he has nothing to do with fancy dribbling. In addition to showing you a good layman, there is a fart? Imitate Jay Chou without learning Jordan? Reaching out for a block, he took a shot of Zhou Jie's seemingly fast-moving ball, and then pressed his butt against him and continued to press down to the basket. At the moment of the layup, he raised his elbow and concealed his chest a little with a dark energy.
Zhou Jie, a tall man, snorted and fell down, clutching his painful chest, blushing and pointing at Yang Can: "You...you." Looking back at the referee angrily, the referee was With a dazed expression, a faint boo came from the audience. The audience thought that Zhou Jie was diving. Although it was an official whistle, you should pretend to be too fake.
How can Zhou Jie be compared with Yang Can on the insidious one. The elbow hitting was small, no trauma, but it was very uncomfortable. When I woke up the next day, it would definitely be a big bruise. In the army, I usually compare with Yang Can. Everyone knows that this guy is wicked after playing, and no one scolds him.
There is no camera, no professional referee, Yang Can’s mind-reading skills in all-round defense, coupled with professional fighting black hand offensive cooperation, far from these laymen to deal with, at the end of the game, Yang Can, who reversed the victory, was hit by Xia Meng. A full hug, Xia Meng's happy smile on her face seemed to abandon all worries, her previous depression was wiped out, her short hair fluttering.
"Yang Can, I love you so much... It's great..."
It’s a pity that Yang Can hasn’t been immersed in the embrace of Xia Meng’s warm fragrant nephrite for long before he smells the strong cologne. Sweet man No.1 and No.2 hug him passionately like sandwich biscuits, the whole body is cold. " Mao stood up.
"Handsome guy... Duck! Yao Ming is okay with the ball!"
"Today is a long experience, and I know what a civil master is. The mainland is really rich in land and resources."
The editors of the Southern Chu Shijing were so excited that they all regarded him as a hero, and the celebration scene made Yang Can very embarrassed. It was neither a push nor a push. The Taiwan compatriots were too enthusiastic.
He was not dizzy by such a small thing. He turned his head to notice Zhou Jie, who was tilted in the distance. He clutched his chest and sat on the ground in pain, angrily cursing the referee for being blind, and Zhou Gong with a green face Good looks like comforting him. No matter how you look at it, you think the two people should have some relationship.
It's a pity that the distance is too far to see what they are thinking.
At this time, Yang Can had some effort to "tide" and suddenly thought of something, and suddenly waved to the direction of the stage and shouted: "Xiaohuadan... see you!" I want to remind Yang Xiuya that he won, so don't let the bill …
Yang Xiuya was walking backwards, and suddenly she felt something. She suddenly looked back. Among the thousands of people, she seemed to have seen Yang Can. The expression on her clear face was indescribably complicated. She put her finger on her delicate lips and gave it away. He blew a kiss and turned around, leaving Yang Can with a stunning white shadow disappearing.
Huh... Is this too shameless? Why did you leave? Didn’t you say that you want to give an award? Even if this kiss is over