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Chapter 717 Zhang Weiping: The tactics are very reasonable!



Chapter 717 Zhang Weiping: The tactics are very reasonable!

Wang Xiucheng, Li Kaier, and Zhou Qi were originally the starting lineup that the Chinese team should have fielded, but they are now playing in the last three minutes of the first quarter.

France brought on substitutes such as Yabusele and Ntilikina.

The game resumes.

France has possession. Fournier dribbles the ball up the court, makes two turns, and breaks into the paint. Just as he's about to shoot, Wang Xiucheng, who's been following him, jumps high and slaps the ball away.

Lee Keir used a speed inconsistent with his "Time Lord" status to snatch the ball first, and then immediately threw it towards the center circle.

As soon as Wang Xiucheng landed, he rushed out. By the time Fournier turned around, he could no longer even grab the hem of Wang Xiucheng's clothes.

Wang Xiucheng caught the ball, broke into the opponent's penalty area, jumped high on the free throw line, and made a seemingly ordinary free throw line dunk!

The Chinese fans, who had been waiting for a long time, stood up and started screaming and dancing the Poznan dance.

A few French fans curled their lip, thinking, "What's so exciting? No matter how far or high he jumps, it's still only two points!"

Wang Xiucheng gently jumped off the rim, pointed in one direction towards the fans' stands, and then ran back.

Yang Mi, Liu Shishi, and Liu Yifei all exchanged knowing smiles.

This is Little Wang interacting with himself.

Tang Yan's face was slightly flushed. She covered her burning cheeks with her hands as she thought of Wang Xiucheng, who was both gentle and wild, the night before.

Tang Yan glanced at the score; the Chinese team was still behind. The tall but thin player on the opposing team was resting, while Wang Xiucheng remained on the field.

Tang Yan was somewhat worried about Wang Xiucheng's physical strength.

Bang!

France's three-pointer missed, and Zhou Qi grabbed the rebound and immediately passed it to Wang Xiucheng.

Wang Xiucheng used a feint to accelerate, creating a distance between himself and Fournier, who was defending him.

Then Wang Xiucheng accelerated again and rushed out from the other side.

After getting past Fournier and reaching the three-point line, Wang Xiucheng suddenly slowed down, completely blocking Fournier behind him.

Fournier, unable to brake in time, crashed directly into Wang Xiucheng. At the same moment, Wang Xiucheng released the ball, which flew towards the basket.

Bang!

This ball also missed.

But Wang Xiucheng had already screamed and lunged forward.

The referee blew his whistle with a "beep".

Fournier committed a rear-end collision foul, and Wang Xiucheng needs to take three free throws.

Zhou Qi and Li Kai'er came over and pulled Wang Xiucheng up, giving him a hard pat on the shoulder.

Fournier looked at his head coach, Vincent Colley, and innocently spread his hands.

Wang Xiucheng went to the free throw line, ready to shoot.

Swish!

Bang!

Swish!

Three penalties and two entries.

A powerful dunk from the free-throw line, followed by two free throws.

Wang Xiucheng, who only took 4 shots and scored 6 points in the first 7 minutes, started to exert his strength in the final moments of the first quarter.

Having scored his 10th point of the night, Wang Xiucheng finally began his performance.

Wang Xiucheng then made a series of passes and drives, and finally hit a three-pointer to help the Chinese team score 11 points.

Especially in the last minute, Wang Xiucheng drew a foul from Fournier again and scored a three-pointer.

Scoring 11 points in three minutes, while in the first 7 minutes, the Chinese team had only scored 13 points.

Fortunately, after Wenbanyama left the game, the French team scored 8 points thanks to Gobert's inside scoring and Fournier's three-pointer from the outside.

This gave France a 26-24 lead over China.

At the end of the first quarter, Guo Shiqiang, Ben Sullivan, and others stood on the sidelines to welcome their players.

Especially Wang Xiucheng, Ben Sullivan even slapped Wang Xiucheng hard on the waist.

He was very satisfied with the performance of the Chinese team in the first quarter.

While minimizing the impact on Wenbanyama, they also managed to score 24 points, which is a very good result.

Furthermore, at the start of the second quarter, based on the French team's previous games, Wenbanyama will need to rest for two to three minutes, and Gobert will also rest. This is a very important time point for the Chinese team.

"The first quarter is over, and our tactics are clear: go all out against Wemban Yama."

In the broadcast booth, Zhang Weiping was saying, "Wenbanyama is undoubtedly the French team's primary attacking threat, and we're playing a tall center forward precisely to wear him down."

"Although we were blocked twice by Wenban Yama, this tactic is fine and very reasonable."

Yu Jia and Yang Yi were once again unable to get a word in edgewise, and could only occasionally respond with "uh-huh" and "ha."

The second quarter started quickly, and as expected, Wenbanyama was still resting, while Gobert, who played the entire first quarter, was also resting on the bench.

France brought on Lesol as their center forward.

Lesor is only 206cm tall and is a dark and tough type, but Zhou Qi's height and wingspan are not inferior to his at all.

At the start of the game, Wang Xiucheng delivered an alley-oop, and Zhou Qi completed a powerful dunk over Lessol with one hand.

After landing, Zhou Qi, unusually, patted his chest and let out a low growl.

France is on offense, and Albushez makes a floater using a screen.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw Zhou Qi pick up the basketball and throw it out with his front foot.

Albisi immediately turned around and saw that Wang Xiucheng had already reached the center circle and received the basketball. Then he saw Wang Xiucheng dribble the ball once and then collect it.

The next moment, Wang Xiucheng took one step past the halfway line, and then another step to the top of the arc.

Immediately, Wang Xiucheng raised the basketball and flew towards the basket!

This wasn't the first time Albisi had seen someone jump shot from beyond the three-point line; Yama often did it during Chinese training sessions.

However, in an official competition, this was the first time he had seen someone actually perform this move so effortlessly.

Swish!

Just as Wang Xiucheng was about to land on the free throw line, the basketball in his hand was thrown out by the force of his wrist.

The basketball went perfectly into the basket.

Three-pointer, in!

The whole place was silent!

It took a long time before someone started making a fuss.

"Is this goal worth two points or three points?" Several French fans who had never seen a goal like this before couldn't help but ask.

You'd say that was a three-pointer, but Wang Xiucheng was already at the free-throw line after landing.

You might call it a two-pointer, but Wang Xiucheng jumped from beyond the three-point line.

Many people looked at the referee, and when they saw that the referee had extended three fingers, many of these French fans booed.

These elderly men and women, who looked to be at least in their 60s, didn't know much about basketball; in France, the most popular sport is football, but they knew that booing their opponents was enough.

Although that Chinese kid looks pretty handsome, what's the use of being handsome?

Half cheering, half booing!

In this atmosphere, less than three minutes into the second quarter, the French team substituted Vebanyama onto the pitch.


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