Chapter Ninety-Three: The Battle between China and France (End)
"Everyone just needs to play steadily and wait for the Chinese team to foul, and if they don't foul, we will press the rhythm to the end and then attack!" said France coach Mijel Gral to the French players.
"Yes, coach!" shouted all the French players.
"Beep ......!!" the referee blew the whistle for the start of the game, and it was likely that the players from both sides would be on the top for the last time in the game.
"Do you want to foul the Chinese team, if I were the coach of the Chinese team, I would arrange it to foul, after all, the longer the time left, the most powerful for my side. Ryuichi Tsuruta said.
"Do you foul when you come up, teacher, I feel like I can grab it first, and then foul if I can't grab it. Zhongju Pingjian said.
"The French team has a very good player base, and if you grab it, it will be difficult!" said Ryuichi Tsuruda.
"26 seconds, two points behind, it's not a lot of ......," Shibata said.
"It's not a lot, but if it's France serves, it's not a two-point thing. Changshu Senfeng said.
I don't know why, Oda Maki suddenly held Kyokawa Miyoko's hand tightly, Kyokawa Miyoko glanced at Oda Maki who was nervous, she wanted to say something, but now she held back the words.
"Senior Brother Xiaofeng!" At this time, Xu Ning suddenly said to Yang Zifeng.
"Senior brother, what's wrong?" Yang Zifeng said as he looked at Xu Ning.
"It's nothing, you seem to owe me something. Xu Ning raised his hand with a smile and said.
"Thank you, senior brother!" Yang Zifeng also smiled, only to see him raise his hand and slap Xu Ning hard!
France serves the sideline.
"The serve is a must-have, because it's a very important time to break the ball!" said Tsuruta Ryuichi as he looked at the court.
I saw that on the court, every member of the Chinese team followed their defenders closely, and Long Zhanjun also stood on the sideline and raised his hands to block the sight of Anthony Tost, who was about to serve.
Ren Zhonglong desperately followed Paul De Colo and prevented him from receiving the ball.
"Te'o, cover me!" Rudy Glaar shouted at Boris Te'o when he saw that no one had a chance.
Hearing the shout, Boris Te'o hurriedly ran over to block Xu Ning who was defending Rudy Graar, Rudy Graal hurriedly ran to the backfield, and the French team had a chance, Anthony Tost hurriedly passed the ball to Rudy Grar, who ran to the backcourt!
"It's a pity, it's just a little bit!" shouted Su Qi and Li Yuan in the studio.
Rudy Grahr took the ball to 70 degrees to the right of the three-point line and began to press the clock.
"If it hadn't been for the French striker to cover Rudy Glar, we might have grabbed this goal!" said Zhuo Nanhu loudly.
"It's okay, don't panic!" Cui Maixiang said.
"Come on, Brother Nose, Boss! I still want to fight a few more games, don't let me go home tomorrow, otherwise I won't have the face to see celery!" Yu Fei said anxiously in his heart.
Rudy Grahr has been bending over at 70 degrees on the right side of the three-point line, and as the minutes passed, the Chinese team was still defending unhurriedly, except for Yang Zifeng who quietly moved to 60 degrees on the left side of the three-point line.
"What the hell, aren't you fouling now? It's half past the time to attack!" shouted Shibata Katsuo.
"There are 15 seconds left before the game is over, hurry up and foul!" Kurata Shaojun also shouted at this time.
"What! aren't they fouled?" said Rudy Graal as he looked at Xu Ning in front of him and said with some surprise.
"12 seconds left, foul!!" Shuichi Fujiwara shouted as he stood up and shouted, his voice loud enough to almost drown out the crowd's chatter.
"It's been 10 seconds!Xu Jun!Don't foul yet!Foul!!" Oda Maki also shouted at Xu Ning at this time.
"I'm going, what are you doing, are you going to lose the game!"
"Don't foul yet! I'm going to lose!"
Li Yuan and Su Qi in the studio also shouted loudly at this time.
"What is the Chinese team going to do! Don't grab the ball, don't foul!" The head coach of the French team, Migel Graar, also looked at Cui Maixiang on the side in surprise.
"I'm going to lose, Coach!"
"Foul it!"
"The Chinese team fouled!"
"No foul yet!"
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The players on the long side and the spectators watching the sky also shouted anxiously.
"Everyone, please believe me!" Yang Zifeng said in his heart at this time.
"Well, since you don't foul, don't blame me!" Rudy Graal thought to himself, when there were 6 seconds left in the whole game, and there were 4 seconds left in the French team's offensive time, Rudy Graal started, only to see him with the ball first to the right to make a breakthrough feint, Xu Ning quickly moved to the right, blocking Rudy Grarar's way, then I saw Rudy Graal quickly give the ball from behind to his left hand, and then with the ball to Xu Ning's left rushed over, he planned like this, if the opponent has someone to come to help defend, he will pass the ball to the outside, if Xu Ning is still defending him alone, then he will attack directly!
However, a scene that surprised everyone appeared, only to see Rudy Graal just give the ball to his left hand, Yang Zifeng suddenly appeared behind Rudy Grar's left and smashed the ball in his hand directly!
"What!!"
"Wow!!"
……
The audience exclaimed.
At this time, I saw Yang Zifeng rushing to the backcourt of the French team with the ball that he had smashed, and there were still three seconds left at this time!!
"Call a timeout, wheat!
The players in the substitute area of the Chinese team all shouted loudly like crazy, but Cui Maixiang ignored them at this time.
"Stop him, stop him!" shouted France coach Migel Cames.
"Pause!!"
"Pause!!"
"Why not call a timeout!"
The members of the Japanese team, Maki Oda and them, Su Qi and Li Yuan in the studio, and the audience watching the game in front of the TV, computer and mobile phone all shouted for Choi Maixiang to call a timeout, except for Ji Jinru.
Yang Zifeng, Xu Ning, Jim Gaget and Paul De Colo all came to the French team's half.
With 1.5 seconds left, Jim Ghadjett and Paul De Colo both ran towards Yang Zifeng.
"Senior brother, believe in yourself!!" Xu Ning shouted loudly at this time.
Hearing Xu Ning's shout, Yang Zifeng no longer hesitated whether the ball should be passed or thrown, he made a choice in an instant, when he ran to a distance of one meter from the three-point line, there was only the last second left, it seemed that he couldn't go any further, the position of one meter outside the top arc of the three-point line was the moment to decide the outcome of the game, I saw Yang Zifeng jump up and throw the ball to the basket outside the three-point line with a posture of riding a horse and archery!
"Beep ............!" the final whistle sounded.
"Huh!" the ball hollowed into the net, this ball was like a sword shot through the dominant enemy's main general, and the Chinese team finally reversed the game to kill the opponent!
"Wow!!" The audience, along with the players in the substitute area of the Chinese team, all jumped excitedly.
"Oh my God, it's crazy, it's won! It's win!" Su Qi and Li Yuan in the studio didn't care if it was live or not at this time, the two of them desperately hammered the table in front of them with their fists, and Li Yuan even hammered a punch on the keyboard of the computer in front of him, and the keyboard was directly smashed! But it doesn't matter, it's just a computer for money, it's a little bit for Li Yuan, the main thing is that the game in front of him is too different from what he expected, and he himself thought that this game was lost, but what he didn't expect was that Yang Zifeng actually killed the French team! If this situation is not vented, it is really difficult to save his heart that is already unbearable. Like Li Yuan, she hammered the keyboard and watched the live broadcast in front of the computer, but she didn't have Li Yuan's strength, and her hammer hurt herself......!
Yang Zifeng's mood at this time was extremely happy, and he was lifted up by all his teammates of the Chinese team and thrown into the air.
"Yang Zifeng!"
"Yang Zifeng!"
"Yang Zifeng!"
……
His teammates shouted his name as they threw him.
At this time, the French team players all seemed to be in a state of sleepwalking, they didn't believe that they would lose at this time, everything that happened just now should be a nightmare, but seeing the score of 116:115 on the scorer, tears flowed from the corners of everyone's eyes, it was really a little bit close......
"It seems that the Chinese team can't go back with us this time......" Tsuruta said as he looked at the Chinese team who were desperately celebrating on the court.
"Changshu, what do you think again?" Zhongju Pingjian said at this time, looking at the silent Changshu Senfeng.
"I was thinking that if Rudy Grar's final dribble hadn't been dribble from behind, maybe he wouldn't have lost. Changshu Senfeng said.
"There is no regret medicine to buy in the basketball game itself, and most of any lore comes from the opponent's small mistakes, but this is how to write small mistakes, but you can achieve the greatness of the opponent. Zhongju Pingjian said.
"Yang Zifeng is a great player! because he caught such small mistakes. Changshu Senfeng said.
Nakaju Pingjian nodded.
"Okay, it's time for us to catch a plane, the thought of having such an opponent in Asia in the future gives me a headache and let's go!" Tsuruta Ryuichi said as he stood up at this time.
"Miss Maki, do you mind having dinner together when you return home?" said Ishida Emon as he walked up to Maki Oda.
"Mind me! Thank you!" said Maki Oda decisively.
"Uh, okay......" Ishida Emon instantly felt a little embarrassed, only to see him quickly turn around and follow Tsuruta Ryuichi and them out.
"Maki, what are you doing, how did I find that you are becoming more and more rude?" said Miyoko Kyokagawa to Maki Oda as she looked at the departing members of the Japanese men's basketball team.
"Hmph...... , no need to be polite to that kind of person!" said Maki Oda.
"Ever since you met your lover, your personality has changed so fast, Maki, I really don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing...... Akai said.
"Of course it's a good thing, okay, let's go down and congratulate them!" Oda Maki said with a smile, and after saying that, he took Miyoko Kyokawa and Junko Akai and walked down.
"Coach Cui, your team is really strong, I didn't expect the remnants to be able to beat us, I really admire!" (English)" At the handshake ceremony after the game, Mitchell said to Cui Maixiang.
"Actually, to be honest, I'm actually very nervous myself, your team is very disciplined and morale is high, it's really very difficult to deal with!" said Choi Maixiang with a smile.
"At such a young age, I lost to you, and I can now fully understand the feeling of the coach of the Lithuanian team at that time. (English)," said Mitchell Cames.
Cui Maixiang just smiled and didn't speak.
"Xu, you're one of the toughest opponents I've ever played against, it's amazing!" said France's ace Rudy Grahr to Xu Ning at this time.
"You're also one of the hardest players I've ever met to defend!" Xu Ning said with a smile.
"Thank you, next I want to remind you that in the position of European small forward, I can only rank third, and you think about the small forward of the Spanish team that you will face in the game, is Mark De Gea, who is known as the 'strongest small forward in Europe'! I lost to him in this year's European Championships, and I wanted to take this opportunity to seek revenge on him, but it seems that there is no such opportunity. (English)," Rudy Grall said, somewhat disappointed.
"Is he powerful?" asked Xu Ning.
"You better go back and study the video, the word awesome is no longer enough to describe him, you can change the word and call it 'terrible'. Rudy Grall said.
"Thank you for telling me this. (English)" Xu Ning said after a moment's thought.
"You're welcome!" said Rudy Grall with a smile.
"I let you win this time, and I will definitely block you next time!" said Jim Ghajett to Yang Zifeng.
"I'm waiting for the day you seal me!" Yang Zifeng said with a smile.
After saying that, the two shook hands and walked away.
"Director Li, today's game, this is called an enjoyable thing to watch, if you don't bring a heart-saving pill, it's really not good!" Su Qi in the studio said to Li Yuan at this time.
"Yes, yes, really, I was so excited that I broke a keyboard. Li Yuan said with a smile.
"Then let's make a summary of our game!" said Suki.
"Okay, what about this game, how to say it, it greatly exceeded my expectations, the performance of the Chinese team is really close to perfect, and what is the most critical thing to win today, that is, decisiveness, determination, I just don't foul, how do you like to play, just don't foul!!Haha, this is a kind of determination, where does this determination come from, from self-confidence, where does that self-confidence come from, the strength of the players! Therefore, our players in the last two years have really had a lot of geniuses, and I hope they will not be buried in the days to come!
Su Qi nodded after listening, and then smiled at the camera: "Haha, what Director Li said is not bad at all, decisiveness and confidence come from our strength, we have the confidence and the strength to snatch this ball and then achieve a reversal, now I am looking forward to the next game against the Spanish team, okay, at the end of the show, let's draw five lucky viewers......"
In this way, the game ended with the victory of the Chinese team, and this game also made the whole French team and the audience who came to watch the game know Yang Zifeng......
The battle between China and France is finally over, to be honest, when the author wrote this game, he was about to vomit, because there are really some poor donkey skills, hehe......
(End of chapter)