Li Ling stared at Jiang Zhiqing in a daze for five seconds before coming back to his senses, and in a panic, he took a bottle of water from the box next to his feet and gave it to him, not daring to look at him again, he thanked him, and when he was about to drink, Li Sheng called all the team members to gather and analyze tactics.

In the second half, Hu Shengcheng replaced Zheng Yuanze. The boys all entered the exciting state of playing, Li Sheng threw a three-pointer at the beginning, overtook one point, and the dazzling performance caused many people to scream, but the opponent knew that Li Sheng and Wen Jinxing had strong scoring ability and were more wary of them, suppressing each other, difficult to attack, and the scores of both teams were very tight in the third quarter.

Wen Jinxing's physical exertion was too great, and Jiang Zhiqing was replaced in the fourth quarter. Listening to Li Sheng, this is Jiang Zhiqing's first time playing a game, he has not trained before, and he has only played with his classmates a few times, but he has talent, and he has made great progress in more than ten days of intensive training.

Li Ling couldn't help but sweat for him, but Jiang Zhiqing still looked calm, as if he was preparing to meditate instead of playing.

Many viewers' eyes were attracted by Jiang Zhiqing, and they asked around: "Who is this......?"

"Although Jiang Zhiqing is thin, his arms and calves look quite strong. Li Ling turned her head to the left according to the source of the sound, only to find that the dandelion had moved to her side at some point.

Dandelion touched her chin and continued: "It seems that there will be a group of girls in the corridor of our class in the future." ”

“......”

The curtain of the battle opened, the atmosphere was tense, and the athletes on both sides competed fiercely. The ball was being slapped by Jiang Zhiqing's defense of No. 7, looking around the 7th, looking for an opportunity to break through, he suddenly accelerated his pace, Jiang Zhiqing chased him closely, he came to the basket, one turned around Jiang Zhiqing and was ready to jump up and shoot, Jiang Zhiqing raised his hand to try to block, the whistle sounded, and the referee blew Jiang Zhiqing to foul the beater.

Li Lingxin was about to jump to her throat, worried that Jiang Zhiqing would be hit by this, but he suddenly looked over, Li Ling was stunned, although she was not sure if Jiang Zhiqing was looking at her, she still raised her fist to her ear and whispered, "Come on."

The game continued, the opponent's defense was unfolded in the case of man-to-man, Li Sheng jumped up and threw the ball under the basket, the opponent slipped the ball with one palm, touched the basket, and when the lightning was light, Jiang Fan jumped up to give the basketball that was ejected by the ball frame a supplementary dunk, and the action was handsome.

The two teams were evenly matched, with the last minute left, and the 38 class was still one point behind, and the cheerleaders could only shout harder to give them energy. The players who played four quarters on the court were exhausted and sweating, but they still did not give in and slacked off, and insisted on fighting.

With 30 seconds left, the opponent threw the ball outside the three-point line, did not score, Hu Shengcheng grabbed the ball, slapped it on the spot without hurry, his eyes turned quickly, and after receiving Li Sheng's eye hint, he passed the ball to him, and Li Sheng was instantly attacked left and right.

Time passed second by second, Li Sheng seized the opportunity, threw the ball in the direction of Jiang Zhiqing from afar, Jiang Zhiqing jumped up, caught the ball, turned around smoothly and raised his wrist, the ball crossed a beautiful arc in the air, everyone held their breath and stared at the ball, the ball fell to the edge of the basket and swirled on the side, round and round, the next second the whole court boiled, and scored!

The whistle blew and the game ended, with Class 38 narrowly winning by two points. Players from both sides shook hands and saluted, and Li Ling and the others screamed, cheering for the hard-won victory and cheering for the boys' outstanding performance.

Li Ling found that his voice was hoarse, and as soon as he finished cleaning up the things on the scene, he went to the commissary at the school gate to buy a box of throat lozenges, and when he picked up the candy and turned around, Jiang Zhiqing was in front of him.

It was so close, a small step forward would be close to his chest, and Li Ling's breathing became rapid.

"No, it's not...... Basketball Team ...... Have you gone to dinner...... "I'm incoherent!"

"Give me one. Jiang Zhiqing said softly.

"Huh?" Li Ling looked up at him.

Jiang Zhiqing looked down at the throat lozenges in Li Ling's hand.

"Oh, I'll pay first. ”

Jiang Zhiqing directly took the throat lozenge and went to the cashier to pay for it, and then opened the box, Li Ling noticed that his hand was trembling slightly.

He took out a candy and closed the box and put it back in her hand, his fingertips touching her palm, intentionally or unintentionally, tickling.

"I hear you. Jiang Zhiqing left such an unclear sentence in his ear and left.

Did you hear it? What did you hear? What did I say?

Just these four words made Li Ling absent-minded all night, and the breath he spoke close to seemed to stay in his ears, and even penetrated from his ears to every corner of his body.

In the next game, Jiang Zhiqing sometimes did not play, sometimes played in the final quarter, mostly in defense and passing, and occasionally shot one or two balls.

After successfully entering the round of 16, the 16 classes were divided into four groups of ABCD, and the top two points advanced to the top eight.

Entering the quarterfinals is their goal, and finally the most critical game, class 38 vs. class 34, win or win, and stop if you lose.

I thought it was a fair and equal game, but I didn't expect it to happen that as soon as the players of the 38 class scored a goal, the referee blew the whistle to stop, and when he grabbed the ball, he suddenly blew the whistle to stop saying fouls.

The judges are students of the same grade but not in the two classes. The opposing player tied his shoelaces gracefully on the court, and the referee waited for him to finish tying at a turtle speed before blowing the whistle to continue the game. The opponent has committed many fouls, and they seem to turn a blind eye, or think that there is no foul, and the appeal is fruitless. In the absence of cameras, all fleeting movements are captured by the eyes, and both sides insist on their own opinions, which can only be decided at the judge's discretion.

Li Sheng and the others fought tremblingly, lest they be caught and fouled again. Halfway through the third quarter, however, the least desirable scenario occurred.

Wen Jinxing slapped the ball, the opponent's No. 5 and No. 6 defended him tightly, Wen Jinxing turned left and right and still couldn't get rid of it, and it was difficult to pass it to his teammates, when he was about to bet on a direct shot, he was hit by No. 5 and fell out of a meter away, his glasses were shattered, and blood flowed around his eyes after a while.

Everyone rushed forward to find out, and the school doctor rushed over from the infirmary 50 meters away to disperse the crowd, and after the initial examination, he said that he would send Wen Jinxing to the hospital for stitches. Li Ling was frightened, afraid that his eyes would be troubled because of this, but Wen Jinxing opened one eye and said, "It's okay, don't worry, everyone." The rest is up to the brothers!

Wen Jinxing was sent to the hospital, accompanied by Peng Jun in addition to the school doctor.

Li Ling was angry, sad and worried, eager to tear apart the players and referees of class 34 on the spot, but he couldn't do anything.

Jiang Zhiqing replaced Wen Jinxing on the field, Li Ling was afraid that he and the other team members would also be injured, and he felt tormented every minute and every second, hoping that the game would end here.

But the soldiers are not afraid of dying on the battlefield, and they hate to escape from the battle.

Li Sheng shouted, "Kill them!

Everyone in Class 38 said in unison: "!"

The angry players became stronger, determined to take back the 18-point difference and win the fruits of victory for Wen Jinxing and his classmates.

First, Lao Ding intercepted a ball and made a deft layup, then Jiang Fan grabbed the rebound domineeringly, and then Li Sheng shot two shots in succession and came with a beautiful slam dunk. The other party's gaze became more and more intense, and two people were sent to guard Li Sheng strictly.

Jiang Fan has the advantage of height and excellent bounce, but the shooting rate is not high, Lao Ding has strong ball control and offensive ability but is easy to be suppressed because of his short stature, while Jiang Zhiqing and other players are either young or lacking strength.

In such a stalemate, the players of the 38th class applied for a timeout to discuss tactics.

Jiang Zhiqing got the ball when he started again, he took a big step to the right, his body shook slightly to the right, and quickly pulled the ball back to the left, but No. 5 saw through his feints and couldn't get rid of it, he passed the ball to Lao Ding, Lao Ding rushed to the basket with an arrow, and when everyone thought he was going to pitch, he unexpectedly passed the ball back to Jiang Zhiqing.

Jiang Zhiqing bent his knees slightly, stood on tiptoe, leaned back slightly with his upper body, formed a 90-degree angle between his forearm and his hindarm, and raised his right forearm to wave the ball with force, drawing an invisible rainbow in mid-air.

Li Ling bit his index finger and didn't dare to breathe, the world seemed to stand still, only this ball was moving.

The ball hit the ground, thump, and the sound was muffled so that no one could hear it.

The shouts of the 38 class cheerleaders were deafening and soared into the sky.

A second ago, Jiang Zhiqing hit a perfect three-point hollow shot.

Li Sheng said that Jiang Zhiqing has talent, or the talent of shooting three-pointers.

In the past 20 days, he has been practicing every day during his rest time, and he will also train privately in addition to participating in the training camp, his hands are so sore that he can't hold the pen and shake and still practice, the sun rises before it rises, and the stars return when he is tired, he secretly competes with himself, and no one knows.

Jiang Zhiqing's hand seemed to be maintained, and he hit two more three-pointers later, winning full applause.

With 2 minutes left in the game, the score went from 36:18 to 48:44 ten minutes ago, and everyone was more and more confident that the 38 class would counterattack.

It's just that while chasing the score all the way, there are frequent fouls on both sides. When the score chased to 50:48, he was made a free throw for a foul, the opponent scored a goal, and there was a difference of 3 points in the last 15 seconds, if Jiang Zhiqing could shoot a three-point shot, he could enter overtime, obviously the other party also saw through this strategy, and tried to block it, Jiang Zhiqing threw the ball out in a hurry, smashed it to the outside edge of the basket, Jiang Fan grabbed the position and grabbed the rebound and shot the ball in the last two seconds.

End of game, 51:50.

On one side there was cheering, and on the other side there was silence.

The nine boys hugged each other wordlessly, then held hands and bowed deeply and deeply to a rosy patch.

Li Ling's eyes were moist, but she resisted the urge to cry, and shouted in unison with the whole class for the last time: "Worship with passion, 38 is undefeated, and the fighting spirit is high, 38 is the strongest!"

All the sports competitions came to an end, but they remembered this bloody and sweaty green years for a long time.

At their best age, they worked together to pursue a goal that was not worth mentioning in the eyes of adults.

In the days to come, they tried to play the role of mature people, and they never experienced such a burning momentum of passion again.

That night, Wen Jinxing told himself in the class group that he was fine, with a few stitches in the corners of his eyes, and the stitches could be removed in a few days, and Li Ling was finally relieved.

She didn't use words to comfort Jiang Zhiqing, but quietly gave him a throat lozenge after the game, he tore the wrapping paper in front of her and put the sugar in his mouth, Li Ling looked at it and felt that it was very sexy.

The weather gradually turned cooler, and one night it dropped by six or seven degrees all of a sudden, and Li Ling was wearing a thin winter school uniform, shivering with cold on the way home.

While waiting for the green light at the intersection, the familiar figure stopped beside her again.

He said gently, "Perhaps, do you need to block the wind?"