Under the attention of the public, although Zhong Anguo knew he was wrong, he still couldn't put down his face and shouted, "if you have the ability, let's compete again. Let me come first."
Qin Haodong glanced at him and said in his heart that this guy is too shameless. He pretended to force him to give the ball to himself first. Now he loses and doesn't admit it. Since you don't want face, I'll beat you in the face.
He said, "yes, that's what you said. Don't regret it."
Seeing Qin Haodong's promise, Zhong Anguo was overjoyed immediately. In his opinion, this guy can only throw three-point balls in front of him. He can't compare with himself in other aspects. As long as he controls the ball, the other party can only eat it helplessly.
"Of course I won't regret it. I have to beat you and find your teeth everywhere."
He finished and walked directly to the service line with his basketball.
Seeing that there was more excitement to see, the people who wanted to disperse retreated to the periphery of the stadium and continued to watch with great interest.
Zhong Anguo grabbed the basketball with one hand as if the court had been controlled by him and shouted to Qin Haodong, "are you ready? I'm going to kick off."
"Well, you come!"
Qin Haodong said very casually.
He also stood very casually. He didn't raise his arms as Zhong Anguo had just done, nor did he put on a defensive posture. He didn't look like a player at all, but like an audience on the sidelines.
"Rookie!"
Zhong Anguo further believes that this is a rookie who can't play.
"Bang... Bang... Bang..."
He beat the ball forward and broke through. Qin Haodong still followed him very casually.
Since you can't defend, I'll show you my three-point ball.
After making up his mind, Zhong Anguo made a beautiful emergency stop, then jumped up high and threw the basketball with both hands in a very standard posture.
After the ball was shot, a proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He felt very good and would score the three-point ball.
"Good shot, boss Zhong will throw three points..."
Liu Wei and Zhang Chao shouted excitedly. They also hope their boss can win back the game.
But before they finished, Qin Haodong's figure suddenly appeared in the air. His right hand was raised high and banged on the basketball he had just thrown.
"Sleeping trough, cap, this guy covered boss Zhong's cap!"
Not only the audience around him was surprised, but even Zhong Anguo was extremely surprised. He was 1.95 meters tall, while Qin Haodong was only 1.80 meters. There was such a big gap between the two. In addition, he was a backward jump shot. Generally speaking, he could not be blocked.
But this guy is a monster in front of him. What is obviously impossible becomes possible here.
But it didn't end there. The basketball shot back by Qin Haodong slammed on Zhong Anguo's left face.
This powerful blow not only swelled Zhong Anguo's cheek, but also made him lose control of his body balance and plop a big fart on the ground.
There was silence, and no one had ever seen such a ferocious block.
After being stunned for a moment, Zhang Chao and Liu Wei rushed up immediately, pointed to Qin Haodong and shouted, "boy, what are you doing? Do you play like this?"
Qin Haodong smiled and said, "what's wrong with him shooting and me blocking? Is it my foul or can't you afford to play?"
"You..."
Zhang Chao and Liu Wei were speechless immediately. Although Zhong Anguo hit it hard, Qin Haodong's block was clean and neat. There was no mud and water, let alone a foul. It was really a mute eating Coptis chinensis, and it was hard to say.
Li Meiyu also ran to Qin Haodong, glared at the two men and shouted, "what are you doing? They're just blocking the hat. It's an accident to hit people. Can't they cheat?"
People around also talked about it. Everyone who had no objection stood on Qin Haodong's side. After all, no one has ever committed a foul because the ball hit someone in football or basketball. They can only wish that the players who were hit can't defend in place.
At this time, Zhong Anguo stood up with his red and swollen cheek covered. Although he was annoyed by this shot, he really couldn't find any reason to complain. He could only wave his hands to Zhang Chao and Liu Wei and let them retreat.
Qin Haodong picked up the basketball, turned it in his hand, looked at Zhong Anguo and said, "I know you're not convinced. In this way, let's come again. The ball right is still yours. Today I'll play until you're convinced."
He was so domineering that he threw the basketball in his hand.
Zhong Anguo took the ball. He was really unconvinced. The guy opposite couldn't see any sign that he could play. How could he lose?
In the one-on-one single challenge, the game resumed, and Zhong Anguo was still the first to control the ball.
This time he became more cautious, constantly breaking forward with the ball and looking for opportunities, while Qin Haodong still followed him like shopping, neither stealing nor pressing forward, as if waiting for him to shoot.
This time, Zhong Anguo gave up the idea of being in the limelight, directly led the ball into the three-point line, found a position he was best at, and raised the ball to prepare for shooting.
His ball had just been raised. Qin Haodong jumped up fiercely. He bounced surprisingly well and sealed the attack route of basketball.
Zhong Anguo's swollen mouth was covered with a strange smile. He just made a fake move. Qin Haodong, who is not experienced in the stadium, was fooled.
People can't hang in the air forever. When Qin Haodong's body fell rapidly, he jumped up fiercely, and the basketball in his hand drew an arc and flew out.
"Good ball, boss Zhong is really powerful. The guy opposite can't even see his fake moves. He's so easily fooled."
"The game is finally back on track. Boss Zhong must score this time..."
Just when everyone thought Zhong Anguo would succeed this time, Qin Haodong saw his toes gently on the ground. His body just fell was like a spring. He jumped up again. This time, he was faster and jumped higher. Then he stretched out his right hand and slapped it, and again covered the basketball that had just flown out.
Experienced and lifelike, he showed everyone that strength was the first. Even if he jumped for the second time, Zhong Anguo, who still had a hat, had no temper at all.
With a crisp bang, the basketball flying back like a shell hit Zhong Anguo's right cheek, and he fell to the ground again.
As a result, as like as two peas on the right side, the cheeks are swollen.
Silence, the whole audience fell into a dead silence again. Is this NIMA coincidence or intentional? First hit the left face, and now hit the right face.
If it's not intentional, it's a bit of coincidence. If it's intentional, what strength does it need to do?
Zhong Anguo got up from the ground and his cheeks swelled on both sides, making his eyes a gap. He looked at Qin Haodong angrily and wanted to swallow the little white face in front of him alive.
He has always been the overlord on the court since he was young. He has never been hit in the face with basketball.
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, accident, it's really an accident. Your fake action is so handsome, so I tried harder and hit you in the face."
Qin Haodong picked up the basketball with a cheap smile and handed it to Zhong Anguo again. "In order to express our apology, let's come again. The ball right is still yours."
Zhong Anguo looked at the basketball in front of him. To tell the truth, he was a little afraid. Although the guy in front of him obviously didn't play basketball, he was a freak. He could cap the ball he threw for the second time. How can he play in this game?
But if he doesn't take the ball, I'm afraid he won't have the face to return to the court in the future, let alone continue to be the captain of the school team.
After hesitating for a while, he finally took the basketball.
Zhong Anguo returned to the service line again, then moved forward with the ball and killed directly under the basket. He wanted to use the last trump card, that is, dunk.
You can shoot with your excellent bouncing block. I dunk to see how you defend. It is because of this last reliance that he dares to play another game with Qin Haodong.
He quickly dribbled the ball and rushed directly under the basket.
Seeing the basket in front of him, he jumped and jumped high. Holding the ball with both hands against the basket is a heavy buckle. He wants to vent his depression and anger through this dunk.
Dunk has always been the way with the highest scoring rate in basketball, and the error rate is very low. In everyone's opinion, Zhong Anguo's dunk is inevitable, but when the ball in his hand hit the basket from top to bottom, suddenly a big hand stretched out and slapped his hat on the basketball again.
Originally, with Zhong Anguo's height of 1.95 meters and a weight of nearly 200 kilograms, coupled with this violent heavy buckle, the strength of basketball is amazing. Ordinary people dare not stop it and can't stop it at all.
But the big hand in front of him was like a wall. Instead of catching the ball in his hand, he bounced back, slammed it on his forehead, and then flew out high.
Zhong Anguo felt that he was hit with a stick on the head. He was dizzy. He couldn't stand firm after his feet fell to the ground. He retreated seven or eight steps in succession, then fell to the ground with a plop and fainted.
Everyone was stupid. The dunk can be blocked by people, and it is rare to be knocked unconscious by the basketball back from the cap, which is also rare on the whole court.
After being stunned for a moment, Zhang Chao and Liu Wei hurried forward and helped Zhong Anguo to the nearby rest stool. They patted him on the cheek and pinched him. It was not easy to wake him up.
At this time, Zhong Anguo's cheeks were swollen on both sides, and now a purple blue bag was smashed on his forehead. It looks very strange. No one can play basketball like this.
He opened his eyes and looked at Qin Haodong. His eyes were full of anger and unwillingness. He didn't accept the failure, but he felt that he was too weak to lose today, and he was going crazy.
Qin Haodong looked at him and smiled: "why, you're not convinced, are you? Then I'll make you convinced."
Then he picked up the basketball, came to the three-point line and began to dribble slowly.
The whole audience was quiet, and everyone's eyes focused on Qin Haodong. They didn't know what he was going to do.
"Does he have to throw a three-point ball? But just now the old lady has used the urinal. Is there a more difficult three-point ball?"
"It's also possible for a freak like him to head the ball directly into the basket."
When everyone guessed, Qin Haodong suddenly started, and his figure was as fast as a gust of wind.
"Bang... Bang... Bang..."
In the rapid sound of dribbling, his footsteps came to the free throw line. At that moment, everyone's pupils tightened, and his life was full of strong shock.
"Is this a dunk on the free throw line?"
"How is it possible? This kind of difficult action has only appeared in the NBA, and no one in China has been able to complete it."
"My God, he's really flying."
Qin Haodong's body has jumped up, holding a basketball in one hand, just like an invincible God of war.
Split the buckle!
Then there was a loud bang. Under the violent impact, the whole basketball stand shook up!