The game restarted, Zhang Mingyu stopped outside the three-point line and did not move, so as to drag Qin Ze, if Qin Ze went inside to break the ball, they passed the ball to Zhang Mingyu, Zhang Mingyu shot a three-point shot without defense.

The tactical effect was immediate, and Zhang Mingyu scored a three-pointer, and the young man and another person scored two points each. At this time, the score on the field: 31-22, the score is still getting closer, but looking at the momentum, it is extremely difficult to overtake before the end of the game.

"It's tricky. Zhao Baliang grinned, sweating profusely.

Qin Ze nodded, this is the so-called difficult to support alone. In the team competition, no matter how outstanding the individual ability is, it is only the highlight and highlight. It is easy to be targeted and suppressed. This is the truth that Qin Ze learned in the game. Unless it's the king who abuses the brass, these basketball teams are obviously not rookies.

"System, redeem three-point shooting skills. Qin Ze silently communicated with the system, and a few meters away, the basketball was transmitted in the opponent's hands. As long as Qin Ze guards against Zhang Mingyu, they won't let the ball go this way.

Qin Ze moved under his feet, his leg muscles exerted force, and the powerful explosive force pushed his whole person out, intercepting the ball like a gust of wind and attacking with the ball.

The moment the ball is in hand, there is no jerkiness and stagnation before, but there is a sense of smoothness like an arm, as if he is an innate king of the court, natural closeness.

Zhang Mingyu ran wildly, chasing his back, and at the same time shouted to his companions: "Keep an eye on your own people, don't let them catch the ball and shoot." ”

Qin Ze himself can't shoot, he has been playing assists, this is the judgment of Zhang Mingyu and others, and if he guards against those guys, he will also prevent Qin Ze.

Qin Ze, who rushed to the three-point line, made an unexpected move, he made a quick stop, jumped and shot, and his movements were smooth and did not drag out at all.

He's in a hurry!

Zhang Mingyu was not surprised, regardless of whether it was a master duel or a confrontation between the two armies, as long as one side was anxious and anxious, then defeat would not be far away. In this case, the more Qin Ze, who can't shoot, shoots, the more mistakes he makes.

A maximum of ten goals was won, and the difference between the two sides was almost ten points.

His vaunted explosiveness and bounce were restrained by us.

It's no wonder he's not in a hurry.

Joy surged from the bottom of his heart, and Zhang Mingyu's gaze kept rising with the spinning ball, rising, and landing at the highest point...... After the basketball draws a perfect half-arc, it goes into the net!

Zhang Mingyu's pupils shrank instantly, and the surging joy dissipated in an instant.

How can it be!

That's impossible!

“fuck！”

He heard a young man not far away scolding angrily.

A moment later, the audience burst into applause and shouts.

Three-point shots can elicit cheers and drive emotions wherever they are.

With a confident smile on the corner of Qin Ze's mouth, what I am proud of is not the bouncing power, not the explosive power, but the Daigo empowerment (river crab) method. What if you're a full-level tuba, can you block my plug-in?

This time Zhang Mingyu served, after being suppressed by Qin Ze several times, he dispelled the idea of being active on the basketball court, he was not active, and it was difficult for Qin Ze who defended him to be active, and our side is a master, and you are a rookie on your side. Thinking like this, Zhang Mingyu felt a little better, and regarded the ball just now as a blind cat, and walked away with shit luck.

A group of people rushed from their own basketball hoop to Qin Ze's basketball hoop, and easily scored goals by using tacit blocking and dismantling.

The young man applauded and said loudly: "Okay!"

Next is the boy chicken serve, the nearest principle to pass the ball to Liu Ziqiang, Liu Ziqiang dribbled and ran wildly, and was intercepted by two people under the basket, Qin Ze came around from the three-point line and shouted: "Here!"

Liu Ziqiang hesitated, he finally broke through to the inside, and just passed back to the three-point line, isn't it in vain. The corner of his eye swept over, Lao Wang and Tong Ziji were stared at, Zhao Baliang was under his own basket at the other end, Zhang Mingyu was temporarily thrown away by Qin Ze, a few meters behind. Only Qin Ze had no defense for the time being, gritted his teeth, and threw the ball out hard.

Qin Ze jumped up and caught the basketball, and Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Zhang Mingyu rushing towards him, and he made a shooting feint.

Zhang Mingyu immediately jumped to block it.

Even if I know you can't shoot, I won't let you shoot easily.

But who thought that this was Qin Ze's feint, he pounced. The moment he landed, Qin Ze jumped up and threw the basketball.

Zhang Mingyu's eyes are following basketball, I don't believe you can still score!

"Whoosh!"

Respond to the network!

Another three-pointer!

"Good Qin Ze. Zhao Baliang was in the distance, shouting under his own basket.

Lao Wang Tongzi Liu Ziqiang shouted excitedly, the three-point goal was beautiful, and they saw the hope of victory.

Outside the venue, the audience was excited.

"It's in again, it's amazing. ”

"It's no worse than Zhang Mingyu's. ”

"Qin Ze is so good at shooting three-pointers, why didn't he shoot before?"

"Poof...... Don't tell me, he deliberately pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, and slapped Zhang Mingyu in the face. ”

Zhang Mingyu stood still, his teeth clenched, his gaze skipped over the cheering Liu Ziqiang and the others, and fell on the faces of the young man and several teammates, and everyone's expressions were the same gloomy. It's nothing to be lucky, but if Qin Ze is really a one-man soldier, then the situation will be troublesome. The elusive broken ball, the momentum of the cap, and the accurate three-point shooting basket, how can this be played?

The young man came over with a basketball in his arms, and instead of kicking off the ball directly, he talked to Zhang Mingyu and others in a low voice: "Play fastball directly, keep the tactics unchanged, don't worry about anything else, in terms of physical strength and scoring skills, we are better than them." And we were leading the score for a while, playing fastball, not giving them a chance to breathe, and in the end we definitely hit 50 points first. ”

He's on the basketball team and has that vision and decision-making skills.

When Zhang Mingyu heard this, he nodded heavily: "That's it, I'm troublesome for a few brothers today, I'll invite everyone to go out to play at night." ”

Several people's eyes lit up suddenly, Zhang Mingyu's so-called going out to play was naturally an adult's "play", just drinking and singing, they really didn't have much interest.

The game continued, and the basketball team was full of firepower, completely ignoring physical strength, which soon made the boy chicken Lao Wang more than enough and not enough. They had limited stamina and had played a half-day game before. Now it's out of breath. It all relied on Qin Ze to support him alone, rushing left and right, stealing, blocking, and three-point shots......

The score alternates up!

36—27

40—38

44—40

48—48

"It's flat!"

Li Liang shouted.

The spirits of the two sides on the court were shocked, and the momentum changed in vain, becoming murderous and high-spirited.

The last ball!

Who wins and who loses, who is the grandson and who is the grandfather, it depends on who takes the last ball first!

The shouting outside the stadium stopped, and everyone lifted their hearts, excited and looking forward to it. This game is so interesting, there is no crushing, no momentum and defeat, it can be called a climax, and when it is near the end, the score is pushed to a tie.

It's even more fun than the school basketball team.

Zhang Mingyu's supporters, more than a dozen glass-hearted girls, clenched their fists tightly.

The young man ran out of bounds with the ball in his arms, and slowly exhaled a breath to calm down his complicated emotions. Zhang Mingyu bowed slightly at him, signaling that he could serve, Qin Ze silently blocked in front of Zhang Mingyu, making Bancun Youth dispel the idea of passing the ball to Zhang Mingyu, and instead pass the ball to another teammate.

Campus Forum!

"Landlord, more than ten minutes have passed, is the game over?"

"Not yet, but it's the last moment," not long after, the landlord replied, and there was a message on his mobile phone, "It's so exciting, it's so exciting, you can't guess what the score is now." ”

“50—20？”

"Don't be funny, didn't the landlord say it's not over yet. ”

“49—9？”

"Poof......

The landlord sent a "oh my god" expression: "48-48!"

"Really, I'll go!"

"I don't read much, don't lie to me. ”

"Oh yes, don't stop me, I'm going to the basketball court. ”

"Landlord, who is in charge of the ball now!"

The landlord replied: "Uh...... Zhang Mingyu's side. ”

"That's over, whoever controls the ball first will win half of it, not to mention the basketball team!"

"Hurry up and broadcast the results, we have to watch Qin Ze call grandpa. ”

"Yes, yes, this paragraph must not be lost, we have to see the slap king in the face being slapped in the face. ”

"Although, Qin Ze is good at playing basketball, but I also think he has no hope, after all, Zhang Mingyu's side is on the basketball team. ”

"First of all, I am not a sister, Zhang Mingyu is my buddy, I am not at school today, otherwise I will go to the stadium to cheer him on. I don't know who Qin Ze is. ”

"Just by virtue of him, he is also worthy of stepping on Zhang Mingyu to become famous? ”

"It's not fair or unfair, he's amazing, Zhang Mingyu is not bad, basketball games, or look at the overall quality. Qin Ze can't do it!"

At this time, the guy in possession of the ball dribbled forward, and on his basketball jersey, the number 55 was written. As soon as No. 55 rushed to the inner line, he was stopped by Liu Ziqiang and Tong Ziji. No. 55's gaze quickly swept over the position of his teammates, and there was one under the basket, but there was a big man (Zhao Baliang) next to him staring at him and couldn't pass it. Zhang Mingyu has Qin Ze staring at him, he can't pass it, only one is unguarded, the guy who originally guarded him (Liu Ziqiang) came to defend me, and Zhu Yunfei (Bancun youth) was behind me......

In a flash of his eyes, he saw Liu Ziqiang reaching over to grab the ball, and immediately made a decision to throw the ball to his unguarded teammates.

Qin Ze was staring at him from beginning to end, and immediately understood his purpose, and the powerful explosive force pushed him to rush towards the fish that slipped through the net, waiting for this moment.

However, at this moment, No. 55 stiffened slightly as he made a gesture to throw the ball, which was just a feint, and he threw the ball backwards.

I'm also waiting for this moment, knowing that your explosiveness and bounce power are amazing, how can I not guard against you?

The young man of Bancun killed him out of nowhere, and the tacit blocking and dismantling of No. 55 briefly stopped Tong Ziji and Liu Ziqiang. In this way, there was a vacancy, and the young man dribbled and rushed to the basket in big strides.

one-step

Two steps

Leap up, one-handed buckle!

Qin Ze's pupils shrank.

Liu Ziqiang, Tong Ziji, and Lao Wang turned their heads in horror, and saw him jumping high and rushing straight to the basket, with anxiety and despair in their eyes...... Lost!

One-handed buckle!

The hearts of the audience outside the stadium instantly rose to their throats, just waiting for him to score, and then the sky shook and cheered.

At this time, if the picture is fixed on the face of the young man, his expression is particularly hideous.

This one, I have to score.

When it was, there was a roar in my ears: "When I don't exist." ”

At the same time, there were exclamations from Zhang Mingyu and others: "Watch the back!"

it!

It's that sentence again!

It's like a spell, evoking the shadow of the young man.

He immediately felt something strange behind him, and when he was in mid-air at this time, it was too late and impossible to take any precautions.

"Smack!"

A hand came from top to bottom and slapped the basketball away from his hand.

"Oh my God!" exclaimed.

"When it comes to high jump, I only serve Qin Ze. ”

"My little heart is almost unbearable. ”

"It's wonderful, it's wonderful. ”

"The best of the show: Qin Ze!"

"Qin Ze, go die, Zhang Mingyu, come on. ”

"Zhang Mingyu, come on. ”

"Zhang Mingyu, come on. ”

After Qin Ze landed, he had a layer of cold sweat on his back, and he almost lost. The task of 300 points was really not so easy, and it could be called the most difficult task he had ever encountered. Even if there is systematic cheating, it is not guaranteed to win. And once he loses, Qin Ze's points are negative, he had 320 points before, redeem shooting specialization, 40 points for phone bills, and the remaining points: 280.

He can't afford to lose, he can't afford to lose!

Zhao Baliang, who was almost playing soy sauce from beginning to end, saw the basketball falling from the sky, hugged it fiercely in his arms, and shot around with fierce eyes.

Near the midfield, Lao Wang suddenly raised his index finger and signaled Zhao Baliang to pass.

Zhao Baliang threw the basketball hard and yelled: "Lao Wang!! It's all up to you......

This roar shocked the depressed Zhang Mingyu, Bancun young man and others back to their senses, and their faces changed greatly.

The game isn't over yet!

Zhang Mingyu roared: "Stop him!"

The young man shouted: "I'd rather foul and stop!"

Lao Wang is like a weasel who has stolen a chicken, and behind him is a group of basketball players who are hungry tigers and sheep.

It's too late!

They're faster than me and can't run inside to shoot.

Lao Wang's footsteps paused, and he stopped abruptly in the sprint, and didn't have time to adjust his body, jump, and shoot!

Someone behind him slammed into his back violently, completely ignoring the foul, or rather a deliberate foul.

Lao Wang stumbled forward and fell, and in the process of falling, he always looked up and watched the trajectory of the basketball slide.

Be sure to enter!

At this moment, no one cares about deliberate fouls, the whole court is silent, time seems to freeze, everyone's eyes follow the ball, and other than that, there is only the sound of their own heartbeat.

Goals & Kills!

Just in the next second.

A few of the girls covered their eyes, but peeked through their fingers.

The basketball hit the hoop and bounced out.

"If you make a hasty move, you really won't get in. ”

"Almost killed, damn, my heart is dead. ”

"Don't you want to be so exciting. ”

"Ahhhhhh......h

Lao Wang threw himself on the ground and slammed hard into the hard concrete floor, and chagrin and despair came to his heart.

Liu Ziqiang, Tong Ziji, and Zhao Baliang opened their mouths slightly, as if they had been drained of their energy in an instant, and their hearts were empty.

"Grab a rebound!" Zhang Mingyu was excited, eager to look up to the sky and roar.

"We haven't lost yet, we still have hope. The young man was also excited.

Several other teammates cheered and jumped up to grab the rebound.

"Ah...... Behind!" Outside the field, a girl suddenly shouted.

Hearing this, the young man's hair stood on end, like a nightmare.

Zhang Mingyu stiffened.

Hundreds of onlookers, hundreds of pairs of eyes, there is a figure like a cannonball, the wind whistling of the carrier.

He instantly swept past Zhang Mingyu, swept past Bancun youth, and jumped at the free throw line.

The figure, like an eagle soaring with wings, is about to strike the sky angrily.

He clasped the basketball with both hands, and his body leaned back in mid-air, like a powerful bow. Then it transforms from an eagle with flapping wings to an eagle that pounces on its prey.

Slam Dunk!

"Bang!"

A dull and loud voice reverberated throughout the audience.

The basketball bounced weaker and weaker on the ground, but no one cheered or cheered, and everyone's eyes were focused on the boy who was still hanging from the hoop.

Ten or twenty years later, many people can clearly remember this scene.