Basketball boy, starting to shine from the slam dunk

Chapter 174

"Made."

Seeing Zhuang Yu's painful expression, Yang Fei exploded immediately, and jumped up to beat Tao Fang, but was stopped by the referee.

It's one thing to beat Tao Fang, but another to beat the referee.

This Yang Fei can still be distinguished, and Zhao Huai also reacted, and quickly hugged Yang Fei: "Yang Fei, calm down, don't be impulsive."

After some persuasion, Yang Fei managed to calm down.

The referee glanced at him, and then at Zhuang Yu who was still lying on the ground. In the end, instead of giving Yang Fei a technical foul, he discussed with the other two referees and gave Tao Fang a physical foul.

This is Tao Fang's first physical foul.

Zhuang Yu was supported by his teammates to the sidelines, and the players surrounded him.

"You, how are you?" An Xin's eyes were red.

"It's okay." Zhuang Yu shook his head and forced a smile.

He is not pretending to be a hero, but worried that the coach will replace him.Now is the time to chase points, and he doesn't want to be replaced.

As for whether there is anything wrong?

Of course something happened.

Aside from a few bright red finger prints on the right arm, the fall just now caused the left arm to hit the ground first, and Tao Fang's body pressed on it, causing the left arm to twist.

Zhuang Yu moved his arm, the bones should be fine, but when he moved his arm joints, he felt a tingling pain, but fortunately it was not too strong and he could bear it.

"Fart is fine." Yang Fei shouted: "Look at your arm, the fingerprints are almost swollen. And what's the matter with your left arm, you grinned as soon as you moved, who are you kidding?" "

"I..." Zhuang Yu wanted to distinguish.

In the end, coach Yang Guohui interrupted: "Stop talking, come down and rest."

Zhuang Yu was in a hurry: "Coach, I'm really fine. If you don't believe me, I'll show you a demonstration." Then, enduring the pain, he clenched his fist, raised his left arm, and made a movement to show off his muscles.

Before Coach Yang Guohui could speak, An Xin hurriedly said, "Shut up, what are you doing if you're injured?" As she spoke, tears rolled down her cheeks.

For a moment, Zhuang Yu opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

Coach Yang Guohui waved his hand and said annoyedly: "That's it, you come down and rest. Xiao Qingyang, Han Hui, Jiang Xuezhou, you three go together."

After this substitution, the lineup of Jiangning No. [-] Middle School became Yang Fei, Han Hui, Xiao Qingyang, Jiang Xuezhou, and Mo Fan.

With the absence of Zhuang Yu, Jiangning No. [-] High School's offense became even more difficult, because not only did it lack the strongest firepower, but it also lacked an excellent organizer.

Mo Fan also has a certain ability to organize, but facing Ye Wenwei he is completely at a disadvantage, unable to break through Ye Wenwei's defense, and it is difficult to effectively organize the attack.

For a while, the score that Zhuang Yu had caught up with was pulled away again.

"It's over."

"The point difference has been widened again. If you can't play like this, there will be no game. The game time is getting less and less, and the more you get to the back, the harder it is to chase points."

In the auditorium, many fans sighed.

Zhou An was anxious, grabbed his uncle's arm and asked, "Uncle, what should we do now?"

"What should I do?" Zhou Zhiming was a little amused. It has nothing to do with you if he loses at Jiangning No. [-] Middle School. Why are you in such a hurry.He looked at No. [-] Middle School's bench, shook his head, and said, "No. [-] Middle School is going to be hard to come back. Zhuang Yu is obviously injured. Originally, Jiangning No. [-] Middle School would not have the upper hand. Without Zhuang Yu, the ace player, it is impossible to turn the tables."

"Hey..." Zhou An sighed.

At this time, No. [-] Middle School is on the bench.

Zhuang Yu stood up and said to Coach Yang Guohui, "Coach, let me go, I'm really fine, I can still play."

"No."

"Coach, I don't want to lose."

"But you're hurt."

"Coach, I'm only freshman in high school, and I still have a chance, but for Mo Fan, Jiang Xuezhou, Gao Xiaoguang and the others, this is the last chance." Zhuang Yu stared into the coach's eyes, "I don't want to lose, and they don't want to lose either. Everyone doesn’t want to lose. Just let me play, maybe I can’t come back in the end, but I hope to stand on the court and face that moment with my brothers.”

Hearing this, everyone was all moved.

An Xin opened her mouth to dissuade her, but seeing Zhuang Yu's firm eyes, she finally remained silent.

"Okay." Coach Yang Guohui finally nodded, and said in a deep voice, "Go. No matter what the result is, go and face it side by side with your teammates."

"En." Zhuang Yu nodded repeatedly.

Immediately, Coach Yang Guohui requested a substitution.

He replaced Mo Fan and Yang Fei with Zhuang Yu and Gao Xiaoguang. He didn't call a timeout, nor did he arrange any tactics, because there was no need for that.

Now the tactics in this situation have lost their meaning. Only by the performance of the players, we can only expect miracles.

"Zhuang Yu is on."

"Zhuang Yu is injured again, his injury is fine."

The fans in the auditorium didn't know that Zhuang Yu was playing with an injury, and seeing Zhuang Yu back on the field at this moment, they were all excited.

......

Jiangning City.

No. [-] Middle School, the campus suddenly fell silent.

Because the team fell behind and because Zhuang Yu was injured, the game seemed to lose its meaning, and everyone saw no hope of winning.

"Zhuang Yu is on it again."

"Great."

Suddenly, cheers exploded and resounded throughout the school.

When they saw Zhuang Yu returning to the field, everyone became excited, as if a drowning man caught a dead tree and saw hope.

For them, Zhuang Yu is hope.

......

West Street, small noodle shop.

When seeing Zhuang Yu fall, the guests of the small noodle restaurant couldn't help but exclaimed, but Li Huilan's body trembled, and she was holding a bowl in her hand, ready to hold noodles.As a result, it slammed and the bowl fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

The sound woke up the guests, and they all looked at Li Huilan.

Some guests come here often and are familiar with Li Huilan. Just now, they also knew that it was the proprietress' son on TV, so they hurriedly comforted her.

"I, I'm fine."

Li Huilan said, but stared at the TV without blinking, she wanted to know how her son was doing.

For the next few minutes, Zhuang Yu sat on the sidelines all the time, and Li Huilan just kept staring at the TV, forgetting to busy herself with her own affairs.

The noodles in the pot were already cooked to a sticky state, and some customers hadn't waited for their own noodles, but seeing the worried look of the proprietress, they couldn't bear to remind them.

Until Jiangning No. [-] Middle School was replaced, Zhuang Yu returned to the field.

"Phew, it's on again, it seems to be all right."

"It's fine."

The guests were talking.

However, Li Huilan's face was not relaxed. She stared at the TV screen, and her eyes suddenly turned red.She knew her son too well, just by looking at Zhuang Yu's expression, she knew that his son must have endured the pain to play.

This stinky boy, if he is injured, he still beats him. Don't you know that mom will feel distressed?

But when she saw Zhuang Yu walking on the field and high-fiving his teammates one by one, with the sparkle in his eyes and the resolute expression, she felt an inexplicable sense of pride—her son has grown up and is already a man.