With 20 seconds left in the third quarter of the game, Changming Middle School made the last attack, and Yang Zifeng walked to the front court with the ball.

"Actually, it's not a good shot. Yang Xu said.

"How can you see that?" Shangguan Hong asked.

Changming hopes to narrow the score difference to less than 20 points, and will definitely look for opportunities to shoot three points, but this kind of thing is not only what Changming wants to do, but also what most of the audience on the stage knows, and Qingyuan High School knows it even more, so it is not easy to play. ”

"It's good to say, when your opponent understands what your ultimate intention is, you always come across as passive. Shangguan Hong said.

Yang Zifeng dribbled at the top arc of the three-point line to organize, Tong Tulin stared at him inch by inch, although Qingyuan High School had a lead of more than 20 points in this game, and the probability of winning was more than 90 percent, but Tong Tulin was very unhappy in this game, because the opponent in front of him was Yang Zifeng, who ranked fourth among small forwards on the list, but although he was ranked fourth, the limelight completely overshadowed him, Tong Tulin felt that he had never been so ugly, and he vowed to teach the stinky kid in front of him some lessons.

Time passes by minute by minute, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6...... , Yang Zifeng moved, this time he didn't give the ball to anyone, but stood on the three-point line by himself, and threw the ball out with a slight backward posture.

Tong Tulin judged Yang Zifeng's intentions, only to see him jump high and try his best to reach the ball thrown by Yang Zifeng, the arc of the ball thrown by Yang Zifeng was a little high, but he still touched it with his fingertips.

"Great!" Tong Tulin thought to himself, he firmly believed that he had touched Yang Zifeng's ball, and this ball would definitely not go in, but he didn't see the smile on the corner of Yang Zifeng's mouth with his head down, let alone the smile on the corner of Zhang Zhixin's mouth sitting in front of the TV.

"Huh!" the ball hollowed into the net, Tong Tulin was shocked, Qingyuan was shocked, and the audience was shocked!

"How is that possible!" Tong Tulin looked at Yang Zifeng in disbelief, "I obviously touched his ball!"

"This ball Xiaofeng junior brother is Meng!" Tian Longhe said in surprise.

"It's not like ah, how can this be...... Meng" Meng Xiong said.

"If it weren't for Meng, then Senior Brother Xiaofeng's strength would be too terrifying!" Tian Longhe said in surprise in his heart.

"Yes, his current strength is already above the four of us, I don't know how Maoboy and Xu Ning will feel when they see it!" Meng Xiong looked at Zhan Yu and Xu Ning who were standing above the stands opposite them and said.

Xu Ning and Zhan Yu stood in the stands, no one spoke at this time, and they seemed to be thinking about something in their hearts.

There were 2.5 seconds left before the end of the game in the third quarter, and Qingyuan High School wanted to take advantage of this time to play a fast attack, but as soon as Zhang Lintie's ball was sent out from the bottom line, it was broken by a hand, and the owner of that hand was the No. 8 they hated the most!

", isn't it!" Liu Yunhai shouted in surprise.

"Zifeng! Salute Guan Feixu!" Mi Zihui shouted.

After Yang Zifeng broke the ball, he shot directly, Tong Tulin and Ni Hui pounced to defend at the same time, but it was too late, Yang Zifeng had already thrown the ball, and it was also his best mid-range shooting, "Huh!" It was still that familiar voice, the ball was hollow into the net, and the third quarter of the game was over!80-97!

"Yay!" shouted all those who supported Changming.

"Yang Zifeng!Yang Zifeng!Yang Zifeng!" The people shouted to their heart's content, and even Sasha from Chunlan High School couldn't help but shout after Imagawa Aili and He Yitong.

Yu Fei jumped on Yang Zifeng excitedly, and hugged Yang Zifeng's neck fiercely with both hands.

"it, Brother Nose, Lao Tzu has completely convinced you today!" Yu Fei shouted loudly.

"But can you come down first, you're going to strangle me!" Yang Zifeng said speechlessly.

"Yang Zifeng!Yang Zifeng!Yang Zifeng!" people were still shouting frantically.

"Xu, your son is better than you, it's amazing!" Shangguan Hong said with a smile.

"yes...... , and suddenly felt like he had grown up. Yang Xu said.

"Ah, Yang Zifeng!Yang Zifeng!It's really handsome!It's so handsome!," Shangguan Yixue shouted in a shrill voice.

"Ah...... This woman is really annoying, it's really noisy!" Zhan Yu glared at Shangguan Yixue and said with disgust in his heart.

"If this continues, this kid won't take me as a senior brother in his eyes in the future......" Xu Ning looked at Yang Zifeng on the field and said helplessly.

On the side of Tianhe High School, they were also discussing passionately among the flowers.

"It's only 17 points away, and I have to say that the No. 8 is really amazing, and I really can't wait to go down and compete with him now. Diao Yansha said excitedly.

"I think you'd better forget it, maybe you'll be beaten down!" Zhao Zheng said.

"How is it possible, Lao Tzu has real skills. Diao Yansha said unconvinced.

"If you want to PK with him, you have to wait for Changming to win Qingyuan, but the probability is too low. Hua Lin said with a smile.

"Xiaohua, don't worry, I believe that Yansha will finally get his wish. Ji Zhenru said with a smile.

"Hmph, don't think that you just happened to catch up with a few points, as if you won! Now they are still 17 points behind!" said Hua Linjiao with a smile.

"Alas, if you don't reach the Yellow River, you won't die. Ji Jinru smiled helplessly.

In the rest area of Qingyuan High School, everyone was silent, originally they wanted to increase the score to more than 30 points in the third quarter, but now they were narrowed to within 20 points by the 8 on the opposite side.

Ni Shanshan was unusually angry in her heart, she really wanted to go over and beat Yang Zifeng to death, she made him understand that giving up on himself was the most regrettable thing he had ever done in his life.

"Where is your attention?" Liu Yunhai yelled at Zhang Lintie, "The last ball, can't you stabilize it and pass it again!"

"I'm sorry, coach, it's my fault!" Zhang Lintie said.

"I'm sorry, what's the use of being sorry, can I get the score back!" Liu Yunhai said louder and louder.

No one dares to speak now!

"Aren't you known as the No. 1 small forward in the country, why can't you even defend against a guy ranked fourth, where has your impregnable defense gone?" Liu Yunhai glared at Tong Tulin and said.

"Coach, he's really good, I'm ...... I'm a little choked!" Tong Tulin said at this time.

Tong Tulin's words shocked all the teammates around him, including Liu Yunhai, because no one had ever seen Tong Tulin like this, he was always so arrogant and domineering before, but today in the face of the not famous No. 8, he showed timidity!

"The two of us change guards!" At this time, Guan Feixu said coldly.

"What!" Tong Tulin looked up at Guan Feixu.

"Since you can't defend him, then I'll do it! Guan Feixu said calmly.

"Xu, can you stop him?" asked Liu Yunhai.

"It's nothing to me, it's still that sentence, I only have one opponent. Guan Feixu looked up at where Tianhe High School was sitting.

"Okay, then it's decided!" Liu Yunhai said.

"Feixu!" At this time, Ni Shanshan came over and took Guan Feixu's hand.

"What's the matter?" Guan Feixu said.

The others watched Ni Shanshan holding Guan Feixu's hand, and their eyes were red with jealousy.

"You must prevent the No. 8 opposite, you must prevent him from killing, okay!" Ni Shanshan begged, her eyes were very red, as if she had rubbed them with her hands.

"You still need to say this, I will definitely prevent him!" Guan Feixu said.

"Well, as long as I can defeat them, I will promise you anything!" Ni Shanshan said.

"Nani!" the others all stared at Ni Shanshan, they had never seen Ni Shanshan beg anyone like this.

"Your words are very impressive, I remember. Guan Feixu said.

"It's to boost your own morale!" everyone looked at Guan Feixu speechlessly.

"Shanshan, you don't have to worry, we will definitely kill Changming!" Ai Ji looked at Ni Shanshan with an affectionate look and said, but Ni Shanshan didn't even look at him.

"That's right, I don't think Fei Xu needs to make a move, as long as I go out to defend the No. 8 on the opposite side, I can also prevent him from death!" Zhang Lintie said with a fist.

"You have to guard the inside line, what kind of No. 8!" Liu Yunhai glared at him and said.

"Uh, okay!" Zhang Lintie said speechlessly.

"In the fourth quarter, Qin Long is up, Xiaohui is down. Zhang Lintie said.

"Yes, coach!" Ni Hui said, he really wanted to compete with Changming's No. 1 again, but his strength was not enough, and if he stayed on the field, he might drag the entire Qingyuan back.

In the substitute area of Changming Middle School, Mi Zihui is arranging the tactics for the next section.

"Comrades, although I know that we have chased the score to within 20 points, and you are all excited right now, I have to tell you that there is still one quarter left in the game, and we have not effectively limited the way Guan Feixu did. Mi Zihui looked at them seriously and said.

"Hey, I said eldest sister, don't say discouraged words now!" Yu Fei said speechlessly.

"So, for restricting Guan Feixu, I hope ......" Mi Zihui looked at Yang Zifeng and Liu Tiange at this time, "I hope you two can join forces to defend Guan Feixu together!"

At this time, everyone looked at the two of them.

"Uh....... Yang Zifeng was suddenly very interested in the seat next to them and kept staring there, while Liu Tiange pinched his ears with his little thumb, as if something flew into it.

The atmosphere was awkward......

"Hey, you two, it's time for you, you can't turn war into jade!" Mi Zihui glared at the two of them.

"Just in case of a small Guan Feixu, it's enough for me alone, can I use another guy who gets in the way!" Liu Tiange said coldly.

"I'll go, pretend to be Liu, where did you get this confidence?" Yu Fei glared at Liu Tiange and said speechlessly.

"That's right, you seem to have scored a total of 3 points......" Yang Yujia also looked at Liu Tiange with a headache.

"And it was obtained with the assistance that Zifeng gave you!" Zhou Shan also said.

"Who knows where that ball came from?" Liu Tiange said disdainfully.

"To be honest...... "Yang Zifeng also said, "I feel that seat is better than some people......"

"I'll go, I can't stand it! You two are enough!" Mi Zihui shouted loudly at this time, "What time is it now!

"I'd rather go fishing......" Mr. Liu said.

"I'm really angry!" Mi Zihui's angry flames rose from his chest to the top of his head, "Whatever I say! You can fight as you want! If anyone dares to disobey the requirements, come back and sit for me, and sit until the end of the game!"

As soon as Mi Zihui shouted like this, Yang Zifeng and Liu Tiange shut up.

"Alas, I don't know when the two of them will reconcile!" Huang Pingli said speechlessly.

"I think it will probably be the day the men's football team wins the World Cup!" Wang Lingmin said.

"Alas!" both sighed heavily.

At this time, the whistle sounded at the beginning of the fourth quarter, and the referee began to urge the players of both sides to come on.

"The fourth quarter has finally begun, and the important moment that will determine the two teams is coming!" Zhang Weimin shouted from the studio.

"Zifeng, come on, I'm sure you can do it!" He Yitong looked at Yang Zifeng who walked on the stage and said.

"At the beginning of the fourth quarter, Changming served, and Zi Feng-kun is very likely to narrow the gap to 15 points!" said Imagawa Airi.

"But I think 17 is still a bit much!" Sasha said.

"You can set a small goal first, for example, to catch up with 5 or 6 points in three minutes, and then set the same goal after you finish it, and then bite back the score point by point!" said Imagawa Airi.

"That's right, Ai Li, you understand this!" He Yitong looked at Imagawa Ai Li and said.

"Of course, I've been watching the ball for so many years!" said Imagawa Airi with a smile.

Yang Zifeng stood on the bottom line to serve, he gave the ball to Yu Fei's hands, and the fourth quarter of the game officially began!

Yu Fei quickly passed the half, and at this time, Guan Feixu stood in front of Yang Zifeng again.

"Wow!" the audience exclaimed again for the duel of the two aces.

"Damn, that kid was mine, it's a shame!" Tong Tulin said as he defended.

"What kind of are you talking about!" Liu Tiange looked at him and said unhappily, "I'm the one who should feel ashamed!"

"Cut, you really think of yourself as a character, tell you, I can afford you with eighty percent of my ability to defend you!" Tong Tulin said disdainfully.

"The guy who just got abused by a bastard, you're really ashamed!" Liu Tiange said.

"Who do you say was abused!" Tong Tulin glared at Liu Tiange and said.

"Don't you know in your own heart? You can't hold your head up by one of our ordinary characters, and you are still falsely called the No. 1 small forward in the country, I think you should be called the No. 1 funny small forward in the country. Liu Tiange said.

"You bastard, what are you talking about! Believe it or not, grandpa, I'll fuck you!" Tong Tulin pointed at Liu Tiange's nose and scolded.

Now, everyone is looking at this side.

"What are you two doing!" Zhu Chaoxin walked over and said.

"Here we go again......" Mi Zihui said with a headache.

"Why do so many people like to chat with pretending to be Bo Liu during the game, isn't it boring to be self-deprecating!" Liu Hao said speechlessly.

"If you two are messing around, you can directly blow a technical foul, understand!" referee Zhu Chaoxin warned them.

"Yes, yes, I must pay attention!" Tong Tulin said with his head bowed.

Liu Tiange looked to the side and did not speak.

(End of chapter)