Love Diary

The second half of the game gave people an illusion that they were watching a reversal.

As soon as John and Carl showed up, William and others felt something was wrong. According to the previous competition, Carl was a small forward, and John was a point guard. These two people should be the main attack; Sam was a ball controlling guard, Brain was the center, and Roland was a big forward. These three people were the assistant attack. XY High School's team's defense was always casual in the competition. Although sometimes it was not easy to grasp, it was not strong. Therefore, according to the past competition experience, as long as he could defend Carl and John well, it was highly possible for their ZZ High School to keep the lead in the second half.

But the problem was that this time, XY High School's team had changed their strategy. The five of them seemed to have deliberately blurred their division of labor. It was impossible to tell who was in charge of the main attack, assist and defense. As long as one of them got the ball, that person would instantly become a small forward, who only cared about attack, shooting, and points. During this period, the other four people would immediately react the moment that person got the ball, and tacitly completed the transformation of identity, filling in the vacancy of other positions

Clare's eyes widened at the scene outside the yard "What a mess! " Such a performance not only required the trust of other teammates, but also a strong tacit understanding and quick reaction ability. Otherwise, as long as a person made a mistake accidentally, it would affect the whole team's situation.

Vincent drank some water to suppress his nervousness. "I have no choice. This is the best way we can think of to deal with the iron triangle of ZZ High School. Although it's a little risky, at least it seems to work now. "

It did work.

Clare had to admit that.

The power of the iron triangle of ZZ High School could only be given play to when it was targeted. But it was obvious that the power of the iron triangle of ZZ High School was disrupted by XY High School. The number of the main attacking people changed from two to five at once. No matter how powerful the power of the iron triangle of ZZ High School was, it was not sure who would be the next one to get the ball to attack. It was obviously too difficult for three to five people.

The score was gradually flat. The five of XY High School's team were getting more and more skillful in the fight, while the previous leading one, ZZ High School, was playing more and more difficult at the moment. Without the advantage of defense, their attacking power could be even in the first half. Now it was John, Carl and the others, ZZ High School's attacking was a little weak

Clare read it quietly for a while, and then she realized something. She looked at Vincent sympathetically, "I see. You are the victim."

she said, Vincent, who was drinking water, spat out

know?" He looked at Clare in surprise, as if he was

she know?

and

competition. At this moment,

in her heart, 'they are so

of the competition should be a bait, for two reasons. One was to paralyze the opponents and let them relax their vigilance; the other one was to let John and Carl outside the competition field see clearly what the current ZZ High School's iron triangle had changed compared to the previous competition, so that they could have time to deal with it. However, although it was

bury herself. John and others set up a trap. They not only cheated their opponents, but also

with

replied Vincent, who was busy watching

her fragile heart and couldn't help

Be careful not to offend him in the future, or you may

of a sudden, the cheers were deafening. Clare greeted Vincent, covered her ears and went out of the crowd, but she was still very happy. She stood there and laughed for a while. When she was about

No. 1." With a big camera in front of him, the boy smiled

in

pointed at his face and reminded, "it's me, Charles Zhu. Do you remember?

Clare interrupted him, smiling and reaching out her hand,