This is the final, in order to further break the Like Kuangyan and continue the limelight of yesterday, Wen 1 and his group even the main team and the backup, that is, all the boys are actively warming up under the basket.
Probably because of the presence of reporters today.
As soon as the cameras appeared, even the cheerleading squad started rehearsing.
Lao Yuan did not sit in the leadership seat behind the referee's seat with the school leaders, but sat happily in Wen 1's auditorium.
Kou Chen and Huo Ran passed a few balls to each other and ran to the basket a few times.
"Let's make the top 8." Kou Chen whispered.
There are three school basketball members and four school track and field team members. From the perspective of technology, height, and physical strength, they are all overwhelmingly excellent.
"Strong ass." Huo Ran's answer was very succinct.
"Usually when I brag, you still scold me," Kou Chen looked at him, "Isn't it a bit soft-spoken to brag about yourself now?"
"It's not bragging," Huo Ran looked at Li 8's people. "They are much more stressed than us now. We are dark horses. They are familiar with any team, but they have no plans for us."
"You are their captain, don't you have any plans for you?" Kou Chen said, "You can't be the captain either."
"I didn't have anyone to cooperate before," Huo Ran said. "Besides, the team members don't necessarily know me."
"Thanks to me, right?" Kou Chen raised his eyebrows.
"...Yes, the ball god." Huo Ran glanced at him.
The referee blew the whistle, and the players from both sides gathered at the center line.
Huo Ran discovered that today's linesman was Lin Wuyu.
In the third year of high school, he is still so idle, not only playing in the referee's bench, but also calling the linesman, he is indeed a god of learning.
Today, Kou Chen was replaced by Jump Ball Wen 1. Kou Chen bounces very well, and when there is such a thing as "showing the limelight", his performance will be more extraordinary.
It was Wei Zheng who handled the jump ball in 8, not the tallest in their class, but he was almost the same as Huo Ran and Kou Chen, who were the tallest in Wen 1.
The ball was thrown from between Kou Chen and Wei Zheng, and then the two of them jumped up.
Kou Chen was really inexperienced, and he jumped quite high, half a head higher than Wei Zheng, but he took off a few tenths of a second earlier.
Wei Zheng grasped the timing just right, and the ball was given to Zhang Yunhai of Xiangli 8.
Huo Ran usually swears the whole game, and rarely does his best, but today he wants to win this game, no matter what.
His first match with Kou Chen.
He just wants to win.
When Zhang Yunhai stretched out his hand to catch the ball, an arm stretched out in front of him.
Wen 1 immediately shouted from the audience, and the cheerleaders also screamed in an untidy manner. In just one second, they had put the idea of showing the cheerleading style of the attached middle school in front of the reporters to the back of their minds.
The ball that Zhang Yunhai could reliably receive was easily taken away by Huo Ran.
Before everyone was fully in the game state, Huo Ran had already brought the ball to the frontcourt, and passed it to Kou Chen, who was following at the same speed, before the Li 8 man pressed over.
Kou Chen got the ball without hesitation and shot directly.
The ball went in.
The ball made the audience jump into excitement, screaming and whistling.
Huo Ran pointed to Kou Chen: "Next time you fucking step on the three-point line and shoot two points when no one is defending, I will kill you."
"...Did I just score a two-pointer?" Kou Chen was stunned.
Huo Ran pressed down on the back of his head: "I see, the three-point line is here!"
"I stepped on it?" Kou Chen tutted a little unhappily.
"Yes." Huo Ran said.
"Okay, I'll pay attention later," Kou Chen said, then turned his head sharply, "I told you to scold me again and I'll take care of you!"
"Come on," Huo Ran glared at him, "Defense!"
This start made Li 8 unhappy, and followed by a fast break. The players who received the pass basically did not dribble the ball, and directly passed the ball to the basket.
Then Zhang Yunhai, like a provocation, made a three-pointer.
"Your uncle!" Kou Chen whispered, "Did he do it on purpose?"
"Of course it was intentional," Huo Ran said, "to tell you that you are not as good as him."
"Are you provoking me again?" Kou Chen looked at him.
"Does it work?" Huo Ran asked.
"It works." Kou Chen hooked the corner of his mouth.
"How?" Jiang Lei asked.
"Stare to death," Huo Ran said, "stare to death if you are exhausted."
"I can't die from exhaustion," Jiang Lei gritted his teeth, "You underestimate us."
Huo Ran still has confidence in these people. Luo Feiyu was a sports committee member and was also a member of the school's track and field team before, but he quit in the second semester of high school because his family asked him to study hard. It's the kind that doesn't even talk when its head is chopped off, not to mention Wei Chaoren, just look at their boss Kou Chen.
After the two fast breaks, the atmosphere on the court became tense, and both sides began to play carefully.
It's impossible to fast-break the whole court.
Luo Feiyu took the ball, slapped it twice, raised it over his head, winked at Jiang Lei, and threw the ball out.
Jiang Lei caught the ball, and while the opponent came to defend, he passed the ball to Kou Chen from behind.
Huo Ran squeezed the sweat for him. Usually, he would pass this action eight times out of ten.
But today's performance was extraordinary, and the ball was accurately in Kou Chen's hands.
When Kou Chen took the ball, it blew toward the front court as if the wind was blowing.
"Three points—" Xu Zhifan's voice came from the sidelines.
"Don't step on the line—" Xu Chuan also shouted.
This time, Li 8's return to defense was very fast. When Kou Chen rushed beyond the three-point line, three of them were already inside.
In order to prevent Kou Chen from passing the ball to Huo Ran, Wei Zheng pegged Huo Ran one-on-one, and Huo Ran did not get rid of two consecutive fake moves.
In this case, Kou Chen should pass the ball to someone else.
But for some reason, Kou Chen seemed to have not seen Huo Ranzheng being guarded by Wei Zheng, and still passed the ball over here.
crazy!
Huo Ran had to rush towards the ball to get the ball before Wei Zheng touched it.
It's just desperate.
Huo Ran had never fought so hard in a game in the city. He almost flew up, and the moment his hand touched the ball, he suddenly saw Kou Chen, who had already taken two steps back, from the corner of his eye.
So he slammed the backhand and put the ball back into Kou Chen's hands.
By passing the ball to Huo Ran, Kou Chen distracted Zhang Yunhai, who was guarding against him.
After taking two steps back to catch Huo Ran's re-passed ball, he took off from a position almost one meter away from the three-point line and made a three-pointer.
The ball fell into the basket as the crowd screamed and roared.
After he landed, Zhang Yunhai put it back in front of him again.
He smiled at Zhang Yunhai.
Zhang Yunhai walked away without any expression.
Then he looked over to Huo Ran again, and said before Huo Ran spoke, "Do you scold him for a try?"
Huo Ran didn't speak, just looked at him.
"Does this ball count as four points?" Kou Chen said again.
"Go and discuss with the referee." Huo Ran said.
Kou Chen laughed, and after bouncing twice, he asked again, "How is it?"
"Pretty," Huo Ran said, "but don't take such a risk next time, what if I don't touch the ball?"
"Impossible," Kou Chen lightly bumped him on the shoulder, "I know you can get it, the captain is not for nothing."
Huo Ran tutted.
To be honest, Huo Ran likes this feeling very much.
In the past, he could only experience the joy of meeting his opponents, but today he felt the joy brought by tacit understanding.
This kind of tacit understanding is not the kind of tacit cooperation between him and his teammates.
I know you can, and you will believe I can.
With just one look, he knows the next move. Kou Chen will appear at the position where he needs to pass the ball. He can also judge what kind of cooperation Kou Chen needs, and do it with all his strength.
When he dribbled the ball over the center line, he could see Kou Chen, and after passing the ball, he could tell whether Kou Chen was going to throw or pass again, and Kou Chen could also understand where he wanted to get into the three-second zone.
This kind of tacit understanding that I'm waiting for you in all the positions you want to see me doesn't come from playing a few years together.
Although there are mistakes.
For example, when Huo Ran thought Kou Chen could shoot, he suddenly passed the ball to Huo Ran's face with his backhand.
The world's kung fu is only fast and unbreakable.
Huo Ran was only two steps away from him, so he was caught off guard.
The ball hit Huo Ran directly on the forehead.
Then it bounced back to Kou Chen's hand.
"Shoot your mother directly!" Huo Ran roared in anger.
Kou Chen threw the ball and scored.
Two points.
Applause and laughter were mixed on the sidelines.
"Don't scold me, don't scold me!" Kou Chen didn't even care to see whether the ball scored or not, he immediately came up to Huo Ran, touched his forehead, suppressed a laugh and whispered, "I think they didn't even think about it. People are guarding you, and I will pass you some insurance."
"Are you passing the ball!" Huo Ran glared at him, "You fucking play squash!"
"Does it hurt?" Kou Chen asked.
"... This is basketball, not shot put." Huo Ran sighed.
"Then you scold me?" Kou Chen protested in a low voice.
"Am I still praising you?" Huo Ran also whispered, "You can't hear what the laughing next to you is."
"What if you scold me for affecting my performance for a while?" Kou Chen said.
"Will it be?" Huo Ran snorted.
"No." Kou Chen said.
Huo Ran stretched his arms around him in order to comfort him, and patted him on the back: "Is that all right, Princess Chen?"
"Be careful with your words!" Kou Chen glared at him, then turned and ran away.
In the first half, the score of the two teams kept gnawing, and there was no way to widen the distance like yesterday.
Wen 1 led by 1 point at the end of the first half.
During the break, the audience turned around one after another, and Lao Yuan ran over: "You played well, hold on!"
"Are you awesome?" Kou Chen asked.
"Very awesome!" Lao Yuan gave a thumbs up.
"Mr. Yuan, come here and sit down," Wu Xiaochen shouted from the audience, "Don't disturb their rest, you have to arrange tactics!"
"Okay, okay." Lao Yuan happily ran to Wen 1's auditorium and sat down.
A group of boys gathered around, and collectively came up with ideas for a while, but no one could hear who, and finally they all looked at Huo Ran.
"No matter how much," Huo Ran wiped away his sweat, this half was really hard, and the physical strength was very high, "If you have physical strength, continue to play, if you can't, make substitutions, there is nothing to adjust tactically, don't put me in the face again. Just slap in the face."
A group of people laughed for a long time, Kou Chen touched his forehead: "It's too much vengeance."
"They are also tired, and they definitely didn't expect us to be so entangled before," Huo Ran said, "The pressure is on, we win or lose, we just let it go."
"Okay!" All the boys shouted together.
There is no tactical arrangement, and there is no need to say anything. The group of people drank some water and sat there to rest.
After Huo Ran sat down, he got a little closer to Kou Chen, his arms were pressed together, and he could feel Kou Chen's arms warm and sweaty.
It's uncomfortable to stick like that.
But he didn't move.
I don't want to move, I don't want to move.
Kou Chen didn't intend to move either, the two of them just sat there, looking at the empty space.
"I'll stare at Zhang Yunhai for a while." Kou Chen said.
"A challenge?" Huo Ran asked.
"Am I that kind of person?" Kou Chen said.
"Really?" Huo Ran glanced at him.
Kou Chen laughed: "That's right, I'm that kind of person. If I don't like him, I'm going to stare at him."
"Okay," Huo Ran nodded, "Zhang Yunhai will be handed over to you, don't foul, he has more experience than you."
"Yeah." Kou Chen pressed his knuckles and clicked.
"Don't press the dislocation, how will you play in a while." Huo Ran said.
"Damn it!" Kou Chen was startled and rubbed his hands together for a long time, "Is there such a thing as you? Scare yourself."
When the whistle blew in the second half, the spectators who rested with the players on the court entered the state much faster than the players, and shouted before they served.
Kou Chen is just vindictive, and Zhang Yunhai's opening three-pointer can be remembered until graduation.
In the second half, he killed Zhang Yunhai, and his physical advantage allowed him to go from the backcourt to the frontcourt, from offense to defense, just staring at Zhang Yunhai without loosening.
In the last five minutes, Zhang Yunhai was completely prevented by Kou Chen. After Huo Ran scored three goals in a row, Li 8 replaced Zhang Yunhai with another track and field team to practice long-distance running.
"Is this going to fight me physically?" Kou Chen said.
"It's to drain your stamina." Huo Ran said.
"Then use it up," Kou Chen arrogantly hooked the corners of his mouth, "I have never exhausted my stamina."
"He will definitely be replaced in the last two minutes. He just goes down to rest," Huo Ran said. "You put it away."
"Yeah." Kou Chen responded.
I don't know how physically strong this guy from the track and field team is, but he has just been put on the field, so he can run with wind.
Huo Ran found that Kou Chen was a very formidable opponent.
He has already run fast, but he can still keep up.
However, Huo Ran's judgment was very accurate. In the last two minutes, Li 8 made a substitution, and Zhang Yunhai returned to the field full of fighting spirit. Without him, Wen 1 was only 2 points ahead.
At the last minute, the eyes of the two teams were different.
After trying our best to fight, the score did not change. After going back and forth for a few rounds, the time was about to run out, and the sidelines had already shouted like a sea.
Luo Feiyu's pass was interrupted, Zhang Yunhai got the ball, and within a few seconds the man who managed 8 was pressed into the three-point line.
Wen 1 has all taken back the three-second zone. At this moment, even if he gives up the offensive opportunity, he cannot let 8 goals.
Zhang Yunhai passed the ball to Wei Zheng, Wei Zheng pressed down on the basket, but did not go in, the ball was passed back to Zhang Yunhai.
Zhang Yunhai was probably about to give it a shot, and suddenly retreated to the three-point line with the ball.
"Kou Chen!" Huo Ran roared. He was a little far away. If Zhang Yunhai made a shot, they would not be able to guard against this three-pointer.
Kou Chen had already followed Zhang Yunhai when he was retreating, and when Huo Ran shouted, he had already stuck in front of Zhang Yunhai.
"Pitched!" the audience shouted, "Three-pointers! Shot!"
Zhang Yunhai looked back from the top of Kou Chen's head, holding the ball tightly in both hands and holding it up.
Kou Chen jumped without thinking, slapped it from between his arms, and the ball flew into the air from Zhang Yunhai's hand.
The sound of the surrounding sound has been continuous, and the players on the field have all moved.
When the ball was falling, Kou Chen just wanted to jump and grab, when a figure swept up from behind him and raised his hand to hold the ball at an astonishing speed.
The moment he landed, he rushed forward a meter or two.
"Huo Ran—" Wen 1's frantic screams drowned out the chaotic cheers, "Huo Ran—"
"Cover!" Luo Feiyu roared in a broken voice.
Kou Chen bypassed Zhang Yunhai and followed behind Huo Ran.
All of them seemed to have participated in the 100-meter run, and they all ran so much that they could rub the ground out of sparks.
Huo Ran crossed the three-point line with the ball, and suddenly tilted his head slightly towards Kou Chen.
Kou Chen instantly understood what he meant, and if he pressed further, Li 8 would be back in place, and Huo Ran would make an emergency stop to pass the ball.
But now Huo Ran can't find his place, Li 8 is all staring at Huo Ran.
Kou Chen couldn't make a sound either. As long as he shouted, Huo Ran's intention to pass the ball would be immediately discovered.
But he knew that Huo Ran would definitely pass the ball, and he knew where Huo Ran would pass the ball. He took a wrong step to the right, and at the same time retreated to the outside of the three-point line. As soon as his foot landed, Huo Ran stopped abruptly, and then he took off. .
After Li 8, someone jumped up and blocked the shot.
Huo Ran backhanded the ball in the air.
Kou Chen caught the ball, without any hesitation or even jumping, he threw the ball directly.
Lin Wuyu, who was standing on the sideline, raised his hand and stretched out three fingers to press down.
"Enter!" Wei Chaoren broke his voice directly, only the word "enter" came out, and the word "la" disappeared.
Li 8 didn't give up, everyone didn't look at the timer, they took the ball and sent it immediately, followed by a fast break, but when they crossed the center line, the referee's whistle sounded, and the game ended.
"Ah—" Kou Chen jumped up and roared.
Then he opened his arms as if to hug the earth, and after turning a half circle, he roared again: "Of course!"
"Here!" Huo Ran shouted behind him.
Kou Chen turned around, rushed over and hugged him tightly.
"Fuck!" Kou Chen shouted, "Did we win!"
"Yes!" Huo Ran shouted.
"Aren't we too tacit understanding!" Kou Chen buried his face on his neck and rubbed hard, "Isn't it!"
"Yes!" Huo Ran hugged him tightly, "Don't rub the fuck around, it's all sweat!"
Kou Chen raised his face, then lowered his head and bit his shoulder.
"Ah—" Huo Ran shouted, Kou Chen's bite seemed to eat people, and the pain made his tears almost fall, but his shouts were drowned out in the surrounding "Ah-ah-ah-".
"Ah—" Kou Chen let out his mouth and shouted along with him.