Insufficient balance

  Lin Xiaoyu suddenly drove to the basket, and the nearly two-meter-tall center was standing in front of him. Lin Xiaoyu usually chose to pass the ball to his teammates on the outside in such situations, but Bian Guohui had arranged for this play to be a solo effort to attract the opponent's defensive attention. So Lin Xiaoyu had no choice but to complete the attack himself. In front of the tall center, Lin Xiaoyu used his usual shooting technique, and with a sudden stop, he single-handedly threw the ball high into the air towards the basket. The center who jumped up to block Lin Xiaoyu let out a loud shout at the moment he released the ball, and with his raised giant palm and powerful momentum, it seemed as if he was about to slap the ball out of bounds.

  Lin Xiaoyu threw out the basketball, just like a mischievous kid, slowly dodging the center's outstretched palm in mid-air, and slowly falling into the basket behind the center.

  The center felt the basketball fly over his fingers and still managed to enter the basket, filling him with frustration. He thought he was being toyed with by the opponent wearing jersey number 20, who made the shot with such ease, as if he didn't take the nearly two-meter-tall center seriously at all. This made the center pick up the fallen basketball and slam it hard on the floor, venting his discontent.

  Yang Tianxiao couldn't help but smile when he saw Lin Xiaoyu's goal, Yang Tianxiao was very clear about the discontent in his teammate's heart, because Lin Xiaoyu's shot was really hard to cover, Yang Tianxiao remembered that when they played basketball before, even fewer people could block Lin Xiaoyu's shot, which was only 1.6 meters tall at that time, now Lin Xiaoyu has grown taller and mastered the shooting technique more skillfully, making it even harder to stop. Yang Tianxiao watched his good friend's continuous progress, and he also secretly cheered himself up in his heart, Yang Tianxiao didn't want to be defeated by Lin Xiaoyu on the court, Yang Tianxiao really wanted to eat the KFC that Lin Xiaoyu would treat him to after losing, because after sophomore year, Yang Tianxiao hadn't won against Lin Xiaoyu for a long time.

  Chen Yongzhi continued to ask for the ball, and his teammates saw that Chen Yongzhi was a good scoring point, so they handed the ball over to him. With Zhang Jialin behind him, Chen Yongzhi squeezed into the basket with several back-to-back moves. When Chen Yongzhi wanted to score again with a small hook shot, he suddenly felt empty-handed after turning halfway around. By the time Chen Yongzhi saw where his basketball had gone, all he could see was a player from Shiyan Middle School wearing jersey number 20 quickly dribbling towards his own backcourt.

  "Damn it!" Chen Yongzhi cursed himself fiercely, because he didn't expect to be intercepted by his opponent, and the one who intercepted him was Lin Xiaoyu. This made Chen Yongzhi even more depressed.

  Lin Xiaoyu dribbled the ball all the way to the opponent's basket, and defending him by his side was Lin Xiaoyu's good friend Yang Tianxiao.

  Lin Xiaoyu saw Yang Tianxiao tightly attached to himself, and suddenly grabbed the basketball at the free throw line and started a two-and-a-half step layup towards the blue base.

  At one step, when Lin Xiaoyu took her first step, Yang Tianxiao felt that Lin Xiaoyu had surpassed him by half a body length in terms of speed.

  Two steps, Lin Xiaoyu's second step was bigger and the distance to the basket became closer, almost within reach. Yang Tianxiao quickly jumped up to interfere with Lin Xiaoyu's layup as much as possible. Yang Tianxiao's jumping ability was astonishing, although he jumped up from Lin Xiaoyu's side, his palm almost covered the connection between Lin Xiaoyu's head and the basket after taking off. It seemed that Lin Xiaoyu's layup would end in a block by Yang Tianxiao.

  However, Yang Tianxiao only realized that he had been deceived by Lin Xiaoyu after he jumped up. After taking the second step, Lin Xiaoyu's body did not rush towards the basket, but instead stopped in mid-air. This pause also made Yang Tianxiao's blocking action meaningless, because Lin Xiaoyu slowly took the last half-step to shoot the ball when Yang Tianxiao's body was falling down from mid-air. At this time, Yang Tianxiao could only watch as his good friend Lin Xiaoyu easily scored by throwing the ball into the basket.

  Watching Lin Xiaoyu smile smugly at herself and then run back to their half of the court, Yang Tianxiao could only bitterly smile as he passed the ball to his teammate from the baseline. Although Yang Tianxiao would always be on high alert for Lin Xiaoyu's fake moves whenever they played against each other, he found himself getting deceived by her fake moves every single time. Yang Tianxiao couldn't help but lament that Lin Xiaoyu's fake moves were just too realistic, making it impossible to distinguish them from real ones.

  Lin Xiaoyu scored six points in a row for Shiyan Middle School, which made the coach of the First Middle School a bit restless on the sidelines. He pulled over a player who was running past him and gave him some simple instructions.

  The person Lin Xiaoyu was defending against was the number 8 of First Middle School. This sturdy young man with a short flat head was someone Bian Guohui had repeatedly warned Lin Xiaoyu to defend well against. Lin Xiaoyu had also long since realized that this number 8 with the short flat head was the core of First Middle School, because on the field he could always provide his teammates with opportunities to score by creating openings. Lin Xiaoyu knew that if she could defend against him, it would mean that she could stop more than half of First Middle School's offense.

  But this No. 8 had his own unique side, under a simple block by his teammate, No. 8's mid-range shot near the free throw line made Lin Xiaoyu jump up to cover and also allowed First Middle School to maintain its ten-point lead over Experimental Middle School.

  "This number eight's shot is really stable." Lin Xiaoyu looked at the number eight, ignoring his own interference and steadily throwing the ball in, couldn't help but secretly praise him. However, the number eight's blocking tactic also reminded Lin Xiaoyu. Lin Xiaoyu pulled aside center Han Dali and whispered a few sentences, preparing to launch another attack on First Middle School.

  Chen Yongzhi defended against Lin Xiaoyu again. This time, Chen Yongzhi still adopted a sideways defensive stance for the second time. However, Chen Yongzhi found that Lin Xiaoyu did not break through to the empty space he had left for him, but instead slowly moved the ball as if looking for teammates to pass to. Suddenly, Chen Yongzhi felt that someone was blocking his path of movement. "Block?" The thought had just flashed in Chen Yongzhi's mind when Lin Xiaoyu had already started rushing towards the empty space he had created for himself.

  However, this time the defensive duo of Han Daren and Lin Xiaoyu did not coordinate well. Han Daren failed to completely block Chen Yongzhi, and instead brought his own opponent's center into the path of Lin Xiaoyu's breakthrough.

  Lin Xiaoyu encountered the center's interception again on the road to breaking through, and this time Lin Xiaoyu stopped abruptly in front of the center and made a throwing motion. The center, who had already been prepared after being easily scored by Lin Xiaoyu twice with a throw-in like a joke, jumped towards Lin Xiaoyu with all his might, trying to delete the ball as soon as Lin Xiaoyu's high-arcing shot was released.

  "Don't jump." The center heard his teammate Yang Tianxiao's shout at the moment he jumped up, but by then the center's feet had already left the ground. The center was originally still wondering why his teammate Yang Tianxiao was shouting for him not to jump, but after he jumped up, he completely understood. The opponent who made the fake shot did not throw the ball out of his hand, but easily avoided his own cover and lightly threw a backboard ball into the basket.

  This center, who had been at a disadvantage in front of Lin Xiaoyu three times in a row, was really out of breath. He was toyed with by a teammate who was one head shorter than him for the third time, which made this nearly two-meter-tall giant feel very embarrassed.

  With a sigh of anger, the center picked up the ball that had just been scored by his opponent from the baseline and casually threw it to pass it to his teammate for a counterattack. However, at this moment, the No. 20 player who had just scored in front of the center appeared like a ghost on the passing route of the center.

  Lin Xiaoyu immediately rushed to the basket after cutting off the opponent's serve in the front court. The center, with a fierce momentum, walked out from under the backboard. This time, he couldn't let this No. 20 player score in his face no matter what, even if it meant committing a foul.

  "Slam!" A loud slap sounded, followed by the referee's whistle. The center indeed used a foul to organize Lin Xiaoyu's attack this time. However, the center's foul did not prevent Lin Xiaoyu from scoring. After being slapped in the air by the center, Lin Xiaoyu threw the ball out with difficulty, and it bounced twice on the rim before falling into the net, making the center's face look extremely ugly.

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