Two minutes before the start of the fourth quarter, the audience was talking about how many points Thunderstorm Middle School would win. www.biquge.info By now, it was a matter of time before Thunderstorm Middle School won.

"Is it over?" Zhang Ke looked at the score on the screen and asked himself, "It's over." ”

"Did I say it earlier? Zheng Wei was proud at this time, "The Chinese middle school has no chance of winning from the beginning. ”

Fang Le was still staring at Yun Feng's back, muttering to himself, "It's over, are you willing?"

"Come on Chinese Middle School!" Zhang Qing did not give up and continued to cheer for Chinese Middle School, but the other fans were speechless.

"Stop shouting. Next to him, a student from a Chinese middle school said: "Our school has already lost, but it's good, we have all reached the finals, which is already a big surprise." ”

"What do you say. Zhang Qing was angry and shouted: "Who said that we lost, we still have a quarter." ”

"Good, good, we didn't lose. The student was speechless.

"Toot!" The fourth quarter of the game began, and Thunderstorm Middle School continued to play the starting lineup, obviously not wanting to give the Chinese Middle School any chance to turn over.

Surprisingly, the Chinese middle school actually put out a small ball lineup of Ling Hao, Xu Zuoming, Ren Yan, Xiao Ling, and Inspirational Hao.

Seeing this lineup of Chinese middle schools, the first thought in everyone's minds was, "Chinese middle schools have given up." ”

The first wave of the ball in the fourth quarter was in the hands of Thunderstorm Middle School, Chen Qingyin dribbled to the front court, and it was Xu Zuoming who defended him. But it's normal to think about it, Ling Hao is too tired after all. Looking at Xu Zuoming's thin figure, Chen Qingyin directly put his back against him first, and when he turned around and was about to pass Xu Zuoming, he suddenly said "pop!", and the ball in his hand was slapped off by Ren Yan.

The advantage of a small-ball lineup is its speed, especially in counter-attacking fast breaks and off-ball movements. When the ball was grabbed by Ling Hao, Xiao Ling, Ren Yan, and Xu Zuoming had already run to the frontcourt.

And the thunderstorm learned to defend only Ye Mingtian and Situ Wuregret, and the front court played 3 and 2. Xiao Ling received the ball, and a shooting feint deceived Situ Wuregret, and then passed the ball to Xu Zuoming. Xu Zuoming broke through the ball to Ren Yan on the outside, and Ren Yan was in an empty position when he received the ball. After a slight adjustment, Ren Yan threw the ball in as expected.

With a score of 70:87, the Chinese middle school still did not change the fate of losing.

The small-ball lineup provides speed offensively, but not defensively. Tang Xuehui on the inside received a pass, and it was Ren Yan who defended him. This is simple, Tang Xuehui directly relied on Ren Yan, turned around and threw after getting to the basket, and the ball easily entered the net.

The attack of the Chinese Middle School, first broke through the ball, then broke through the ball again, and then broke through the ball again, continuously attacking the inside line of Thunderstorm Middle School, and finally Xiao Ling on the outside finally appeared empty. Catch, shoot, score, 73:89.

Lei Yu Middle School wanted to repeat the old trick and hoisted the ball to Tang Xuehui. But as soon as Tang Xuehui started to play, Xiao Ling came over and stole the ball with lightning speed.

"Run!" Xiao Ling shouted, throwing the ball forward.

The ball flew quickly across the half court and fell into Xu Zuoming's hands. Xu Zuoming dribbled forward and began to make a three-step layup.

"Looking for death!" Situ Wuregret, who followed Xu Zuoming, sneered, preparing to block Xu Zuoming's layup.

Xu Zuoming suddenly switched to a pass and distributed the ball to Xiao Ling outside the three-point line in the right arc. Xiao Ling received the ball and threw it, and the ball was smoothly sent into the basket.

The score is 76:89.

As it turned out, the Chinese middle school lineup was not a sign of giving up, and in the first two minutes of the fourth quarter, they managed to hit a 9-2 attack wave to narrow the gap to 13 points. And the time, there are 8 minutes left.

"Hehe, interesting. Ya Mingtian smiled.

"You're sleepwalking!" yelled Nightwatch, who was clearly unhappy with his player's performance for the past two minutes.

The coach cursed, and the players from Thunderstorm Middle School didn't dare to be careless, and Ye Mingtian made a direct layup to tie the score at 76:91.

On the defensive end, Thunderstorm Middle School also stepped up its defense, no matter how the Chinese middle school passed the ball and ran the position, there was no chance to shoot. In the end, Ren Yan had no choice but to pull out Tang Xuehui, but he was ruthlessly blocked. Fortunately, the ball was picked up by Xiao Ling, and Ren Yan also got a blessing in disguise and ran out of the empty seat. At this moment, the opportunity to vacate is very rare, Ren Yan naturally can't let it go, after receiving the ball, he confidently throws it, and the ball hollows into the net, and the score is 79:91.

"Good job!" Xu Zuoming patted Ren Yan excitedly.

"Defend yourself. Ren Yan reminded.

At this time, Chinese secondary schools can no longer tolerate the slightest mistake.

Chen Qingyin dribbled to the front court, and several quick low-post changes shook off Xu Zuoming. Seeing this, Ling Hao immediately went to make up for the defense and stopped Chen Qingyin at the free throw line.

Ling Hao shook his head vigorously, and the overdraft of his physical strength made his eyes gradually blur.

Chen Qingyin naturally discovered this, taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Chen Qingyin deliberately chose to rely on beating Ling Hao at this time.

"Huh. Ling Hao smiled, letting Chen Qingyin rely on himself first, and when he turned around to shoot, he quickly cut off the ball.

"Defend back!" Chen Qingyin shouted, and the others immediately ran back to defend and skillfully stood in position.

Seeing that the fast attack failed, Ling Hao slowly moved to the front court and looked up at the score, 79:91, and there were still 5 minutes and 20 seconds left in the time.

As long as this goal can be scored, the difference between the two sides can be narrowed to 10 points, and there are still 5 minutes left, which will definitely boost morale and hope of winning. On the contrary, if the goal is not scored, the time is less than 5 minutes, and the 12-point difference is also a huge blow to morale. If they score, they prove that they are capable of recovering 10 points in five minutes. If you don't enter, it means that there is no hope. So the importance of this ball is well known.

Ling Hao was dribbling the ball on the outside, and he was feeling almost out of breath now. At this time, there was only one sentence in his head, that is, this goal must be scored.

Ling Hao dribbled and slowly approached Chen Qingyin, who also moved a few steps back.

Looking at Ling Hao in front of him, Chen Qingyin thought to himself: "He definitely wants to pass the ball." ”

So he retreated all the way to the free throw line, but he didn't expect Ling Hao to suddenly turn around and rely on hitting him.

"What?" Chen Qingyin was puzzled, how could Ling Hao still have the strength to beat him now?

"Heh, it's up to you for the rest. Ling Hao closed his eyes, then opened them suddenly, and at the same time pushed down Chen Qingyin hard, picked up the ball and took two steps forward to the three-point line, turned around and jumped back to throw the ball.

"Bang!" Ling Hao fell to the ground heavily.

"Whew!" the ball hollowed into the net.

"Ahh

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The game was suspended, and all the players from the Chinese Middle School ran to Ling Hao's side. The doctor immediately ran over and examined it carefully, and finally determined that Ling Hao was tired and faint because of excessive fatigue, so he carried Ling Hao off the field on a stretcher.

With a score of 82:91, Ling Hao used this three-pointer to help the Chinese middle school see the hope of winning.