A shooting foul and a technical foul required three free throws. Liang Jiangtao made two of the three free throws.
The score came to 23:5!
There are three minutes left in the first half.
What a disparity!
Zhang Wenxiong secretly decided that he must prevent the next ball and make Liang Jiangtao lose his mind and vent his hatred.
Liang Jiangtao made another fast break and went to the basket.
Zhang Wenxiong saw the opportunity and was already waiting for him under the basket.
He had already figured it out that the only way to bring down Liang Jiangtao was to wait for him to jump up. At this time, his body could easily lose balance.
If you fight on the ground, you have no chance.
Zhang Wenjun thinks he is smart enough to realize this, just like a genius criminal realizes: if you want to send someone to the West, a gun is better than a knife!
He calculated Liang Jiangtao's steps, saw the right moment, and pounced forward. Success or failure depended on this. Even if he got a foul, he would still be beaten to death!
This is considered a victory!
The great method of spiritual victory.
But all of this was seen by Liang Jiangtao, who had been on guard against this move for a long time.
Liang Jiangtao's move just now was actually just a fake move, a feint shot, and he didn't take off at all.
Instead, he quietly raised his knees.
Zhang Wenxiong's soft belly hit his hard knees.
He screamed and fell to the ground, curling up into a ball.
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much!
Liang Jiangtao looked coldly at Zhang Wenxiong who was rolling on the ground. He was responsible for all this.
If you want to harm someone, you will be blamed for it!
Not worthy of sympathy.
"Yellow No. 3, pushing foul!"
The referee chose to ignore Liang Jiangtao's action of raising his knee. Although that action was suspected of fouling, it was very covert. Secondly, Zhang Wenxiong clearly violated his cylinder, so the foul came first.
"Brother, are you okay!" Lu Na screamed and hurried up to check Zhang Wenxiong's injury.
"It hurts, it hurts!"
Zhang Wenxiong's face was pale with pain and he was sweating profusely. After all, that position was already very close to his second brother.
"Liang Jiangtao, you are too cruel. We are all colleagues, can you commit such a deadly attack?" Lu Na shouted loudly, like a shrew.
"Did you make a mistake? It was clearly Zhang Wenxiong who committed the foul. The referee has already ruled it. If you want to blame him, he has to blame himself!" Liang Jiangtao lifted up his clothes to wipe his sweat and said loudly.
"You..." Lu Na was furious.
"Ah!!! Find a doctor quickly!" Zhang Wenxiong said.
"Come on, let's carry Fumio out." One group of players said helplessly.
Without Zhang Wenxiong, they might not have lost so miserably.
Four people easily carried him aside, and the doctor came to check.
"It's okay, you can't play anymore, just take a good rest!" the doctor said.
"Damn it!" Zhang Wenxiong's face improved a little, and he seemed not to be in so much pain anymore, and he stared at Liang Jiangtao.
Yelling madly in my heart. "Liang Jiangtao, you and I are at odds with each other!"
Liang Jiangtao actually let him make a fool of himself in front of so many people.
It would be unworthy of a gentleman not to avenge this!
After Zhang Wenxiong came off the field, the situation immediately improved a lot.
The offense of the three groups gradually became smoother. In fact, it was because one group let off steam and did not want the third group to lose so ugly.
The final whistle sounded.
The final score was 30:50, a big win for one group.
I feel that the biggest highlight of this game is Zhang Wenxiong. As soon as he comes off the field, the game ends early.
"No, the pain is getting worse and worse!" Zhang Wenxiong said, covering his lower abdomen.
"Doctor, look at it quickly!" Lu Na shouted.
"Um...it's just a trauma. If the pain is severe, you have to go to the hospital!" the doctor said.
"Okay... let's go then!" Zhang Wenxiong couldn't care less about his face.
The college quickly arranged a car to send him to the nearest tertiary hospital, which was a guarantee.
Zhang Wenxiong didn't know that the news of his admission to the hospital reached the ears of the leaders the next day.
There is no other way. It involves the personal safety of the cadre and he is in the hospital again. The leader must be informed.
Leaders also need to take responsibility.
This time, Minister Wan Jun frowned and said, "Zhang Wenxiong should be less allowed to participate in these sports activities in the future!"
There was obvious displeasure in his tone.
Isn't this looking for trouble?
Of course, this is something.
The second game was between the second group and the fourth group.
Yang Siyuan went into battle, representing the four groups, wearing a white uniform.
The second group wore black uniforms, and Lin Muxue was the leader.
"Leader Lin, are you confident?" Liang Jiangtao, still wearing his team uniform, sat next to Lin Duixue.
"MVP (Most Valuable Player) is here. It was so impressive just now. I feel like you scored 30 points." Lin Muxue felt the strong masculine aura emanating from Liang Jiangtao and felt her heartbeat speed up.
"That's because the opponent gave us too much face and had to put Zhang Wenxiong on the court to give us points. Didn't you see? We won't score as many points when Zhang Wenxiong comes off the court." Liang Jiangtao said with a smile.
"Haha, what a loss!" Lin Muxue covered her mouth and laughed. "Honestly, I'm not that confident. I feel Siyuan is very powerful."
"Yeah, one look at his body shape and movements, I can tell he's very powerful. He feels professional." Liang Jiangtao said.
"Haha, you two have similar evaluations of each other! It seems that the final champion and MVP will be born between you two!" Cheng Weidao.
Liang Jiangtao looked at Yang Siyuan again, feeling a sense of sympathy.
