"Wow~~~!!"

The score was finally tied, and the momentum of Ryoma Middle School followed, and the fans cheered for it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Toot!" the Chinese middle school called another 20 short timeout, and at the last moment, it was also the time for the coaches to fight each other.

"There are only 58 seconds left. Xiao Ling's breathing was a little panting, and his physical strength was about to reach a critical point.

"Coach, what should we do?" Zhao Xin couldn't help but ask.

Dependence is human nature. Especially when it comes to a pinch, I want someone to tell me what to do.

"What to do? That's a question I should ask you. Li Hua's tone was still calm, undisturbed by the current tense atmosphere.

"Ask us?" Ren Yan repeated Li Hua's words, thoughtful.

After all, they are still a group of high school students, and they haven't been together for long, so their ability to execute tactics is very limited. Especially at such an important moment, the failure rate of executing tactics is also very high. So instead of obsessing over tactics, it's better to rely on the individual abilities of the players.

This is also the reason why Fang Le had to play by himself continuously at the last moment.

"You guys, do you believe me?" asked Ren Yan in a low voice.

The others were stunned when they heard this, but in the end, Ling Hao reacted first and said with a smile: "You are our teammate, how could we not trust our teammate?"

The players successively understood what Ren Yan meant, and they all nodded and said, "Of course we believe in you." ”

"Toot!" 20 seconds are fleeting.

Once again, the players returned to the court, and the Chinese middle school served in the front court.

This time, the ball was no longer sent to Ling Hao first, but was directly handed over to Ren Yan.

Ren Yan received the ball near the halfway line, and was not in a hurry to dribble, but stood there and wasted time.

This goal, it can be seen from the actions of the other Chinese middle school players who are all concentrated on both sides, that they are going to be handed over to Ren Yan to deal with.

Time passed bit by bit, and with 10 seconds left in the offensive time, Ren Yan began to dribble towards the top of the arc.

"How will he attack?" Fang Le's mind spun quickly, his expression was serious, his feet were on the three-point line, waiting for Ren Yan to approach.

Stepping on the heavy defense, the distance between Ren Yan and Fang Le was getting closer little by little.

Suddenly, when he was still two steps away from Fang Le, Ren Yan threw the ball and threw the ball directly against Fang Le's big hand.

At this moment, it was as if time had stood still. There was a dead silence in the audience, and they couldn't even hear the sound of breathing.

The arc drawn by this ball is unprecedentedly beautiful, whether it is the angle or the strength, it is just right.

"Whew!" hollow into the net.

"Wow~~~!!"

At this moment, the fans of the whole stadium erupted and shouted hysterically.

"Okay!" Zhao Xin also called out happily.

At 95:92, with the final 28 seconds left in the game, the Chinese High School led by three points.

"The game isn't over yet!"

On the sidelines, Li Hua's voice came. Li Hua, who was very calm throughout the game, was extremely anxious in his voice at this time.

When the players heard it, they immediately knew what Li Hua meant.

Because Fang Le did not stop after the ball was scored, he immediately received the ball and ran quickly to the frontcourt, ready to win in danger.

Fang Le's speed was very fast, and Zhao Xin and Xiao Ling, who didn't get up in time, were left behind in a blink of an eye, only Yun Feng followed closely.

In this way, the defense of the Chinese middle school was chaotic. Yun Feng is still behind Fang Le, and the players in the front court of the Chinese Middle School are only Ling Hao and Ren Yan, while Longma Middle School has Zhang Ke and Zheng Wei in addition to Fang Le.

"There is still time, and instead of choosing the three points at risk, it is better to get two points conservatively. Thinking so, Fang Le passed the ball to Zheng Wei, and then accelerated to the basket.

Zheng Wei received the ball, immediately understood Fang Le's intentions, and passed it back to Fang Le.

Fang Le caught the ball, looked at Ling Hao under the basket, directly ignored the defense, and forced a layup.

"Ahh

"This~~~!" the audience gasped, unable to believe what they were seeing now.

In order to dodge Ling Hao's defense, Fang Le made a move a little later. But it was this moment of time that Yun Feng arrived in time.

"Smack!" "Pong!"

In everyone's unbelievable gaze, Yun Feng actually pressed the ball directly on the rebound. He gave Fang Le a pegboard hat.

The ball bounced back and was accepted by Ren Yan, and before Ryoma Middle School could react, he had already dribbled to the front court with the ball.

This time, Ryoma Middle School is really difficult. The attack took them 6 seconds, but they didn't score.

Now there are only 22 seconds left, and if they don't do something, the Chinese middle school can simply run out of time.

"Foul on!" Fang Le shouted anxiously.

Ge Ya received the order and immediately ran to foul Ren Yan. At such a critical moment, even Ge Ya panicked, thinking that the other party would obediently wait for him to foul, so he ran towards Ren Yan in one go.

Who knows, Ren Yan actually changed direction and accelerated, throwing off Ge Ya.

"Grass!" Ge Ya scolded himself reproachfully, at such a critical moment, and he actually made such a low-level mistake.

In this way, another 4 seconds passed. Ren Yan ran all the way to the free throw line on the right wing, only to stop again, and continued to wait for the player from Ryoma Middle School to foul him.

At this time, Longma Middle School was completely anxious, and even Yang Chen, who was on the inside, gave up defense and ran out to foul Ren Yan.

"Huh. Ren Yan smiled, he was already ready to be fouled, but he didn't expect Yang Chen to run towards him, which made him change his mind.

Now, Ryoma Middle School made another stupid mistake. As soon as Yang Chen came out, there was no one to protect him under the basket, and Zhao Xin easily slipped under the basket.

"It's now. When Yang Chen was about to approach him, Ren Yan suddenly threw the ball into the air.

As for the result, there is no need to say more, "bang!", Zhao Xin jumped up and smashed the ball into the basket with both hands.

This time and again, time was consumed for another 3 seconds, and there were only 15 seconds left until the end of the game.

"Good~~~!!"

At this moment, the emotions of the audience have also reached the climax of tonight.

The score was 97:92, and in the last 15 seconds, the Chinese middle school led by 5 points and basically sealed the win.

"Defend! Defend! Defend!"

The bench at the Chinese middle school shouted that if they held off this last wave, they could win.

"I'm sorry. Geya's voice was mixed with a loss that was hard to hide.

"No, you're doing a good job, it's my fault. Fang Le's voice was also full of self-reproach.

"No, it's me who is wrong. Zhang Ke also came over to take the blame.

“・・・・・・”

At this moment, the overall situation has been decided, and it is impossible for Ryoma Middle School to create any miracles.

"Don't be so discouraged, it's not over yet. Fang Le took the lead in cheering up and encouraging his teammates.

"The captain is right, the game isn't over yet, we can't just give up!" Geya shouted at the lead.

"That's right!!"

The referee gave them a disdainful look and thought, "I'm about to lose, and I'm yelling and yelling." ”

"Pong!"

Fang Le took the serve and quickly dribbled to the frontcourt.

"Defend them!!" Zhao Xin's roar resounded through the arena.

"Go on!" Fang Le shouted and dribbled the ball, using all his strength to count Ren Yan, and there were only 10 seconds left in the time.

"People have passed!" Ren Yan shouted to his teammates behind him.

"I'm coming!" Xiao Ling immediately flashed in front of Fang Le, forcing Fang Le to pass the ball out, and there were only 7 seconds left in the time.

Zheng Wei received the ball, and Yun Feng posted it as soon as possible.

"Ahh

"Don't think about coming in!" Zhao Xin immediately came over and grabbed Zheng Wei, and there were only 4 seconds left in the time.

"Ahh

Fang Le finally received the ball, and Ren Yan no longer stepped forward to defend.

The Chinese middle school ended up defending perfectly, forcing Ryoma Middle School to run out of last time.

"Drop!" At the moment when Fang Le made a move, the final whistle also sounded.

"Huh!" the ball went in, but it was meaningless, but it added a sad color to Fang Le's defeat.

Fang Le tasted it again, the taste of despair after seeing hope.