Basketball Myth: Super Guard

In the auditorium.

The sixth middle school students closed their mouths together.

The little fat man Peng Jun wiped off his cold sweat. He really squeezed a handful of sweat just now. Fortunately, Qin Hao was fine: "Fortunately, Qin Hao is alert, or he would be harmed by this bastard. You fell well and deserved it."

"Yes, this person is clearly aimed at people, so he should call him a technical foul."

"You can't live by committing sins..."

The seventh middle school students echoed one after another.

Confused and curious, Jiang Xue looked at Jiang Fangping.

Jiang Fangping explained with a smile: "Just now the opponent's No. 8 (Zhao Liang) watched Qin Hao about to make a layup, and jumped up behind Qin Hao, but it was obvious that he was going to commit a malicious foul, if he succeeded, Qin Hao. It is estimated that Yuan Xiaogang’s mistakes will be repeated. Maybe it will be even worse."

"But he didn't expect that Qin Hao was just a shooting fake, he didn't jump at all. When he jumped up, Qin Hao probably felt dangerous, didn't make a layup, and gave in. He just dodged No. 8, but was No. 8. I tried too hard and didn't expect Qin Hao to hide. He didn't control his body in a hurry and fell from the air."

After listening, Jiang Xue patted her chest, feeling lingering.

Jiang Fangping looked at Qin Hao with a smile on his face. In fact, he thought that Qin Hao deliberately lured Zhao Liang with this ball. He waited for Zhao Liang to bind himself, just like when Qin Hao lured Huang Xudong to pounce on the ball in the school team selection, but this You can see through things, but you can't say through them.

In short, Qin Hao is fine, and Zhao Liang deserves it.

On the field.

Both the sixth and seventh middle school players ran over.

Several Sixth Middle School players looked at Qin Hao with cold eyes, as if they were about to eat people. Wang Lei stepped forward and stood in front of Qin Hao, saying, "You want to fight, don't you?"

"Humph." The sixth middle school player snorted coldly, but didn't dare to actually do it.

They are good at playing tricks, but if they do, they are not the opponents of No. 7 Middle School. Not to mention the others in No. 7 Middle School, Wang Lei is 1.91 meters tall and strong like a cow. One can beat them several times. A.

If you really do it, it will definitely be the sixth middle school student who will suffer.

The sixth middle school coach Huang Hao even called a timeout and asked him to help Zhao Liang up. Zhao Liang held his waist and walked limping. He didn't forget to look back at Qin Hao, with a bitter look in his eyes.

Qin Hao shook his head and said, "I haven't touched you at all. If it weren't for your bad intentions, uneasy heart, and you want to play black hands on me, you won't end up like this. I advise you, basketball is not played like this. Yes, it is impossible to win by despicable means."

Hearing this, Zhao Liang only gritted his teeth, and the Sixth Middle School players even sneered.

Zuo Xiaojun nodded secretly, looked at Qin Hao, and agreed with Qin Hao's words, but it was a pity that he looked at the coach and teammates again, he could only sigh helplessly, and could do nothing.

"Qin Hao, good job."

"Hey, it was so dangerous just now, you were the one who was almost injured."

"By the way, how do you know that guy will play a black hand, is it possible that you have long eyes behind your head? But it is a magical trick for you to hide this. That guy seems to be hurt, I am afraid that he will not be able to get it today."

The players of the Seventh Middle School surrounded Qin Hao, talking in a rush.

Qin Hao just smiled. He was indeed prepared long ago, but he didn't know that Zhao Liang would fall so badly. He would not learn from those in sixth middle school, and would use some tricks to deliberately cheat people.

Of course, if the other party harmed him, and ended up harming himself, then it would be no wonder that Qin Hao was not a Virgin, and he would not sympathize with such a person.

"beep......"

After a while, the pause ended.

With only a few dozen seconds left in this section, Jiang Fangping looked at Qin Hao and hesitated whether to replace Qin Hao. People in the Sixth Middle School would definitely have a grudge against him and would definitely target Qin Hao later.

"Coach, don't worry, I will be careful." Qin Hao said with a smile.

"Yeah." Jiang Fangping nodded, and still exhorted, "Be careful."

The game continues.

The two sides came back. The referee just took the ball and saw that Zhao Liang didn’t give him a technical foul because he had fallen badly enough, but Zhao Liang’s action was indeed a foul, so he was given an ordinary foul. Qin Hao went to the free throw line and had to execute it twice. penalty.

During this period Qin Hao specially trained for free throws, so he steadily hit two free throws and the score became 19:15, leading by 4 points in seven.

Just as Qin Hao was about to turn around and head towards his own half, Zuo Xiaojun passed him and suddenly said in a low voice: "Be careful, they want to get you."

Qin Hao raised his eyebrows, looked at Zuo Xiaojun, and said quickly: "Thanks."

Zuo Xiaojun just shook his head with a bitter face. He can't change the team, nor can he stop others. All he can do is to remind him.

Sixth Middle School wants to play with Qin Hao, but based on Qin Hao's experience, how can he give the Sixth Middle School a chance to play? The Sixth Middle School players only feel helpless, it is impossible to rush directly to hit people, right?

For a time, the Sixth Middle School even forgot to attack.

After passing the ball several times, I kept looking for Qin Hao, but there was no chance. At the end of the flute sounded, several players in the Sixth Middle School were dumbfounded, and they were blown for a 24 second violation!

"Are your brains broken, don't look at the offensive time?" Huang Hao vomited blood angrily, yelling at the Sixth Middle School players on the field, wishing to go up by himself.

In the seventh offense, there were more than ten seconds left in the first quarter.

When Qin Hao came to the front court, Zhao Liang couldn't make it. Instead, substitute guard Liu Wei was replaced. Qin Hao was not in a hurry, guarding the ball with one hand, and wandering outside the three-point line. A few seconds later, Liu Wei couldn't help it, and rushed forward. Just as soon as he posted it, Qin Hao immediately lifted the ball, collided with Liu Wei, and threw the ball.

This was beyond Liu Wei's expectation. Before the black hand that was originally prepared could be used, he heard the referee blew his whistle, pointed at him, gave a foul, and it was a shooting foul, and Qin Hao was about to go to the free throw line.

Moreover, this is still a three-point foul.

"***** Why did I foul, I haven't started yet?" Liu Wei was angry, roaring at the referee, "Will you blow the referee?"

The referee's face turned dark, and he said that you, a little bunnies with no fur, dare to scold me. I was really bad-tempered, so I immediately blew the whistle and made up a "technical foul" for Liu Wei, and it was still a "second level." "Technical foul", pointed to the sidelines and motioned to expel Liu Wei from the field.

This scene can be described as rabbits and flocks. It happened so fast that people couldn't help but stunned. The sixth middle school student was even more like a concubine. Liu Wei was directly expelled less than a minute after he went up.

"Why are you..." Liu Wei was still clamoring.

The sixth middle school coach Huang Hao saw that he was about to suffer, and shouted: "Go up and hold him, hurry!"

Several Sixth Middle School players woke up and hurriedly went up to grab Liu Wei. Someone simply covered Liu Wei's mouth, fearing that he would curse something more nasty. Although Liu Wei has been expelled, the game is not over yet, and the referee has been offended. It is difficult to guarantee that he will not be biased to seventh when he whistles.

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