In the studio, the topic of Liu Yunhai's previous grievances in high school continued, and many viewers in front of TV sets across the country looked at Wei Ping in surprise and talked about the inside story of the year.

At that time, Xue Changshan High School wanted to sue Liu Yunhai to the court, but none of us, the insiders in the industry, dared to go up to testify for them, I was young at that time, for fear that my good future would be implicated, but now I think about it, I was really ridiculous at that time, and I delayed the people who could really contribute to the basketball career for the sake of my own ordinary future. Wei Ping said.

Speaking of this, Li Qicheng couldn't help but lower his head,

At this moment, there was an urgent letter from above, telling them to stop the topic!

"Wow, let's see, the current score is 96-1o1, Qingyuan High School is attacking, if Qingyuan High School can't score this goal again, then it will really fall into passivity!" The experienced Zhang Weimin hurriedly diverted the topic.

"Don't worry, I believe that in this game, Changming will definitely be able to win Qingyuan High School, because their head coach is the first high school, and their ace's father is Yang Xu!" Wei Ping said firmly, "They can't find a reason to lose!"

Ai Ji's layup was interfered with by Yang Yujia, the ball smashed into the neck of the basket and did not score, Zhang Dalu grabbed the rebound!

"Great! Attack, attack, get another point!" Mi Zihui shouted as she jumped.

"Come on, come on, come on......" Everyone is cheering for Changming!

Yang Zifeng ran quickly to Qingyuan's backcourt with the ball, he didn't plan to stop and organize, but ran directly to Qingyuan's hinterland!

"You don't want to succeed!" Zhang Lintie and Tong Tulin hurriedly ran to the basket to pinch Yang Zifeng!

However, at this time, Yang Zifeng's wrist flicked outward, and the ball flew directly to the left foot. However, it was no one else who stood at the bottom, but Zhang Dalu, who had the smallest range.

Zhang Dalu received the ball at the position of one step inside the foot, and he originally wanted to pass the ball back, but at this time he felt that the basketball in his hand was talking to him:

"Shoot, don't pass, be in this position!"

"Quick, it's in this position, cast quickly!"

Zhang Dalu was stunned, he had never encountered such a situation, the position he was standing in now was just stepping on the three-point line of his feet, and this position was not yet within his range. What's more, the moment he received the ball from Yang Zifeng, he felt a particularly familiar sense of warmth, as if when he was a child, he came back from hard work, and his mother steamed his favorite xiaolongbao for him, and he slowly raised his hand......

"Dalu, what are you doing!" Wang Lingmin shouted in surprise.

"Hey, hey, hey, Dalu, don't mess around!" Mi Zihui also shouted anxiously.

Although Zhang Dalu heard the shouts of his teammates in the substitute area to stop him, and also heard Mi Zihui's anxious voice, the basketball in his hand told him that if he wanted to throw himself out without hesitation, he would use the posture of practicing middle-distance shooting to increase his strength a little!

"Come on, young man, you can do it!" Yang Zifeng thought as he looked at him with a smile.

Zhang Dalu threw the ball!

"Damn, he's crazy!" Liu Hao shouted with his head in his hands.

"This is to me off!" Mi Zihui said in a broken heart.

"No...... No, look at the trajectory of this ball!" Wang Lingmin said in surprise.

"Whew!" accompanied by a beautiful melody, the ball hollows into the net!

Zhang Dalu opened his arms and shouted at the sky!

"Wow! Oh my God, Changming Middle School is like a divine help!" Zhang Weimin shouted excitedly into the microphone.

"I can't understand this ball now, why Changming's center would shoot such a long-distance ball, it's really incredible!" Li Qicheng also said.

"98-1o1!3 points, Changming chased 3 points!It's really too strong!" Zhang Weimin still shouted.

Qingyuan High School called a timeout again, and Liu Yunhai's heart was already thunderous at this time, but sitting on the side of the first high school, he endured it because he was afraid of face.

Changming's players all walked back to the bench area.

"Dalu, Dalu, I can't see it! it's really amazing!" Liu Hao ran over and patted Zhang Dalu and said.

"yes, I didn't expect you to keep a trick!" Huang Pingli also said.

"Dalu, I can't see it, say, are you practicing in the ground!" Mi Zihui also patted Zhang Dalu's arm and asked.

"I didn't put this in. Zhang Dalu said.

"Huh, what do you mean?" asked Liu Hao.

At this time, Yang Zifeng was sitting on the chair in the substitute area, he looked very tired, but it was normal, Qingyuan High School was too strong, and Changming himself had not rested since he started playing.

"Zifeng, what's going on, why do I feel full of energy when I receive your ball?" Zhang Dalu walked up to Yang Zifeng and asked.

"It's your own vote, big road. Yang Zifeng said weakly.

"No way, I've never practiced before!" Zhang Dalu said, "You don't know how to use witchcraft......

"What nonsense are you talking about!" At this time, Yang Yujia walked over and said with a hard slash on Zhang Dalu's head.

"Oh, it hurts, boss!" Zhang Dalu said, covering his head.

"Who told you to talk nonsense!" Yang Yujia said sharply.

"But when I received Zifeng's pass just now, I really felt an indescribable sense of comfort!" Zhang Dalu said.

"That's because Zifeng is good!" Yang Yujia said.

With 3 minutes and 55 seconds left, everything is unknown.

"I didn't expect you to let me down......" Liu Yunhai said as he looked at the players under him.

Everyone in Qingyuan lowered their heads, and the domineering expression at the beginning of the game was gone, and even Guan Feixu stood aside and bowed his head in contemplation.

"Fortunately, I still have a hand, otherwise I would have to lose face today!" Liu Yunhai said sternly.

"Coach, do you want to ......" Zhang Lintie looked at Liu Yunhai.

"That's right!" Liu Yunhai nodded, "Later, whoever of you gets the ball will run to the basket for me, do you hear!"

"Yes!" except for Guan Feixu, all the other Qingyuan team members shouted loudly.

In the stands, Ji Zhenru looked at Qingyuan's substitution area and couldn't help but shake his head helplessly.

"Next, Qingyuan High School may have to use a yin trick. Ji Zhenru whispered to Cui Maixiang.

"Are you saying that Liu Yunhai is going to use those indiscriminate tricks again?" Cui Maixiang said.

Ji Zhenru nodded.

"No, the two referees in my stand are normal, and the penalty in front of me has been fine. Cui Maixiang said in disbelief.

"No, he hides very deeply, master duels, sometimes a penalty of a goal can determine success or failure, so an occasional misjudgment in the game will not cause any big repercussions. Ji Zhenru said.

"Then what should I do, Qingyuan is really cunning!" Cui Maixiang looked at Liu Yunhai in the audience with a look of contempt.

"Don't worry......" Ji Zhenru said with a smile, "He has a good plan, I have a wall ladder ......"

The whistle sounded at the end of the timeout, and the game resumed. Yu Fei, Yang Yujia, and they all walked to the factory with confidence, maybe they didn't know that a hidden crisis was pressing on them.

Qingyuan high school ball, Ai Ji slowly passed the half court with the ball, Yu Fei lowered his body and followed him inch by inch.

Ai Ji is still at the top of the three-point line, which is where he likes to dribble.

"Hmph...... , don't think that if you're just three points short, you're amazing......" Ai Ji said with a sneer.

"Hahaha...... , It's really funny, the lead is nearly 30 points, and we chase you until there are 3 points left, and if you continue to fight, you will only have to run away!" Yu Fei said.

"Yes, to be honest, you're very good, but it's a pity......" Ai Ji sighed.

"What is a pity?" asked Yu Fei.

"It's a pity you met us. After Ai Ji finished speaking, he ran into the inside line with the ball!

", it's so fast!" Yu Fei thought to himself, he hurriedly turned around to chase Ai Ji, Yang Yujia and Zhang Dalu under the basket both helped to defend him, looking at this formation, everyone thought that Ai Ji would choose to pass the ball outward, but Ai Ji jumped up against Yang Yujia in front of him.

"It's just right!" Yang Yujia thought to himself, he also jumped up to cover the ball in Ai Ji's hand, but then there was a scene that surprised him, he stretched out his hand, but before he reached the ball in Ai Ji's hand, Ai Ji's hand holding the ball took the initiative to touch his arm at this time, and the ball flew out of Yu Fei's hand.

"Toot!" Deputy referee Shi Mi blew the whistle, Changming No. 1 hitter fouled, and Qingyuan High School No. 29 made two free throws!

"What? This ball was originally the one he took the initiative to find me, and I didn't infringe on his cylinder!" Yang Yujia glared at Shi Mi and said.

"Raise your hand, or a technical foul!" Shi Mi snapped.

Yang Yujia raised her hand helplessly.

"Why does this ball blow fouls, at such a critical moment, the referee's judgment must be cautious!" Mi Zihui said with some incomprehension.

"I don't know, I always feel that something is not right...... Wang Lingmin said.

Ai Ji walks to the free throw line.

"Sure enough, it started, and this referee grasped it very well, just at this time between blowing and not blowing to blow Changming Middle School, it seems that he is an experienced veteran. Cui Maixiang said.

"If the level is low, can you blow it to the semifinals?" Xu Ning said with a smile.

Ai Ji easily scored two free throws, 1o3-98, and the difference was widened to 5 points again!

Changming Middle School attacked, Yang Yujia put the ball into Yu Fei's hands, Yu Fei took the ball through the half court, and also stopped at the top of the three-point line arc for organization.

Zhang Dalu ran out from the inside line to cover Yang Zifeng without the ball on the left foot, Yang Zifeng saw Zhang Dalu coming over to block and dismantle, he hurriedly took advantage of this opportunity, and quickly ran to the right side of the three-point line 7o degrees to ask for the ball, but when Fei just wanted to give the ball to Yang Zifeng's hands, Shi Mi's whistle sounded again, and Changming Middle School No. 9 covered the foul!

"What! I didn't move at all!" Zhang Dalu looked at Shi Mi, a little unable to believe that Shi Mi would blow such a foul.

"You moved a small step, about half the size of a shoe, and it's a clear cover foul!" Shi Mi said.

"But this is a normal thing in basketball games, and you don't usually blow fouls!" Yang Yujia also walked over and said.

"You did commit a foul, don't argue anymore, or the technical foul!" Shi Mi said.

"Generally, at this time, the players should decide the life and death, and you belong to the process of interfering with the game!" Mi Zihui couldn't help but shout from the sidelines.

"Actually...... This really shouldn't blow for a foul!" Yang Zifeng said.

At this time, Shi Mi blew the whistle again, and then made a gesture and said loudly: Changming No. 8, technical foul, Qingyuan High School two free throws!

"What!" the audience was shocked when the verdict came out.

"No, no, now is the time to chase points, don't be hot-headed. ”

"yes, yes, Changming is a little too excited!"

"I'm still too young!"

……

The spectators on the sidelines didn't see anything wrong with it, and many of them thought that the players were too young, inexperienced, and lacked the composure they should have in the game. But in the eyes of some insiders, this is obviously Qingyuan High School and the referee want to secretly engage in Changming Middle School!

"Now Changming seems to be in trouble again, the referee has two penalties back and forth, plus this technical foul, it is very likely that Changming will be sentenced to death!" Zhang Weimin said in the studio.

"Yes, this is the last thing we want to see when we broadcast the game live, when the final minutes of the final few minutes of the decisive battle between the two teams are in full swing, at this time the referee inserts a leg to disrupt the game, which is not only incomprehensible, but also unprofessional!" Li Qicheng said.

"In my opinion, that referee did it on purpose!" Wei Ping said.

The free throws were executed by Guan Feixu, I saw him slowly walking onto the free throw line, looking at the basket in front of him, his heart was very confused, he didn't want to win Changming Middle School in this way, but if not, they were likely to be defeated by Changming, then, his desire to defeat Ji Zhenru would be frustrated, and this year was his last year in high school, if he couldn't win Ji Jinru again, it would be a regret for his life, he glanced at Ni Shanshan with a depressed and sad face on the side, and then threw the ball as if he had made a decision.

Guan Feixu hit both free throws, 1o5-98, and the difference came to 7 points!

Because it was two free throws and one throw, Qingyuan High School continued to attack the ball, Qin Long stood outside the line and gave the ball to Ai Ji, who was 7o degrees away from the right side of the three-point line, and Ai Ji took the ball and faced Yu Fei who was defending him again.

"Boy, you can't do it anymore, it's better to admit defeat!" Ai Ji looked at Yu Fei with a smile.

"If you fart, we won't use your despicable methods, and don't make a mistake, we won't lose!" Yu Fei said firmly.

"Hmph, it's really hard-mouthed! It seems that you have to be made to recognize the reality!" Ai Ji said that he changed direction with the ball in front of his body, and rushed to Changming's inside line again.

"Damn, I'll let you succeed except you!" Yu Fei's body quickly moved to the left, directly blocking Ai Ji.

"Hmph, what I'm waiting for is you blocking me......" Ai Ji thought to himself, he didn't stop, but rushed directly at Yu Fei's body, and then the bodies of the two collided together! Ai Ji threw the ball in the direction of the basket, and then the whole body fell directly to the ground.

But the referee's whistle blew, and Changming fouled on the 12th! Qingyuan High School made a free throw on the 29th!

"It was obviously him who faked a fall just now!" Yu Fei shouted injustice, but Shi Mi ignored him at all.

"I told you everything, you will lose this game!" Ai Ji said to Fei with a sneer as he sat on the ground.

"When did you become so soft, it's really useless!" Yu Fei glared at him and said.

"It's called a technique, and you don't understand it when you look at it!" Ai Ji said.

"I'm going to kill you! You guys!" Yu Fei said sharply.

"Hahaha, what a joke!" Ai Ji stood up with a smile, "You can't win us...... Hahaha......"

"******, it's really hateful!" Yu Fei looked at Ai Ji who walked to the free throw line, and couldn't help but curse in his heart.

At this time, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder.

"Brother Nose Picking?" Yu Fei looked at Yang Zifeng who patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't be in a hurry, young man, there will always be a way. Yang Zifeng said with a smile.

"What you said, when did I say that there was no way, Lao Tzu's fighting spirit is simply bursting now!" Yu Fei said.

"Uh...... It seems that I am thinking too much. Yang Zifeng said with a smile.

(End of chapter)

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