Bai Ye didn't make any stops in the locker room, and returned directly to the court with a band-aid on his eyebrow bones, he hurriedly looked up at the score, and found that it was the same as when he left, and Lizhong was still two points ahead.

At this time, it was Lizhong who attacked, Wu Peng controlled the ball, and Bai Ye saw that it was not Chen Cai, who performed well in the first half, who replaced him, but Zeng Hongzhi, the team's number one lazy worm.

Wu Peng has controlled the ball past half time, Zeng Hongzhi is still grinding, twisting his ass from the back court to the front court, for him, half time is a very tiring thing.

But after crossing the middle line, Wu Peng passed the ball to Zeng Hongzhi, Zeng Hongzhi stood outside the three-point line, frontal, didn't look at it, and suddenly a through ball passed the ball to the inside.

Inside, Wang Yourong was standing in the three-second zone with a stuck position, Zeng Hongzhi's pass was a little late, and Wang Yourong would be three seconds.

But this pass was very timely, after Wang Yourong received the ball, he directly made a clumsy turn, and then relied on his height and arm span to hit the board with a small hook under the basket!

Unexpectedly, Bai Ye was not present, and Wang Yourong still had offensive ability.

4 points, Lizhong re-stabilized the advantage, Bai Ye walked back to the bench, Gao Jing asked about the wound, Bai Ye said that he had no problem and could play at any time.

Gao Jing said: "Zeng Hongzhi played well on the court, let him play for a while, you just have a little rest." ”

Bai Ye did not object, and sat on the bench to watch his teammates play.

Zeng Hongzhi's passing does have a set, fast and thief, and the technique is very unique, always unexpected. And this guy is surprisingly lazy, he doesn't want to dribble through at all after receiving the ball, and he doesn't even think about hand-to-hand combat in the low post, he just stands outside the three-point line to pass the ball and be a transfer station.

Because Bai Ye is not on the field, there is no absolute offensive core on the middle field, so that every player can become a scoring point.

Wu Peng can score, Wang Yourong can score, Zou Zhou can score, and Dai Haoran can also score.

The defense that was taken care of by the previous five middle schools had to be rearranged, no matter how good Jiang Kai was, he could only defend against one person, and he couldn't use the same method to deal with five people, and he had a technical foul on his back, and if he did it again, he would have to rest.

In this way, the two sides played on the court for more than five minutes, and Lizhong did not pull the score away, because Zeng Hongzhi's defense was too poor, the backcourt rebounding protection was not good, and the retreat defense did not exist, so the fifth middle school has been scoring points.

But the fifth middle school couldn't stop Lizhong's attack, after Bai Ye got off the field, Wang Yourong sprung up on the inside, eating cakes again and again, and there were two attacks.

The inside line of the fifth middle school is average, Suo Chao's is not so much a center, but a large small forward, and Wang Yourong has been suppressed several times in defense.

Wang Yourong, who was nervous and wanted to vomit before the game, was completely not afraid of the opponent, although the action was still slightly clumsy, but he dared to catch the ball and attack, dared to fight against Bo free throws, and helped Lizhong firmly control the advantage.

The so-called one drum, then decline, three and exhaustion, the fifth middle school saw that it was about to turn the score over, but it was one or two goals short of three or four times, and slowly at the beginning of the second half, that breath had been discharged.

At this time, Gao Jing made a quick decision, called a timeout, and replaced Bai Ye on the field again.

Now Zeng Hongzhi can finally take a break, he sat on the bench with his butt, and shouted, "I'm tired, I'm tired," and picked up the water bottle, which was a cow drink.

played for a total of five minutes, basically walking on the court, not a single shot, and completely picking up rebounds, and everyone didn't know why he was tired to death.

However, in these five minutes, Zeng Hongzhi delivered 5 assists, and the efficiency of the assists was amazing.

Finally, it was Bai Ye's turn to play again, and at this time, Wuzhong had not replaced Jiang Kai, and he was going to use basketball to teach Jiang Kai a lesson.

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Lu Yuan sat on a stool in the locker room, the doctor had already conducted a preliminary examination on him, and there was no problem on his body at all, including the injured thigh between them, and there were no signs of pain or swelling.

He was just purely tired, as if a person had run 10,000 meters and had a 15-minute break in between, and when he started running again, he didn't run a few hundred meters, and he was tired.

Lu Yuan is in this situation now, but his biggest problem is not his physical strength, but a mess in his mind, except for basketball, he can't think of anything else, and he can't remember it clearly.

He was the only one left in the dressing room, which was well insulated, and the loud sound on the pitch was so loud that it was not heard at all inside.

Lu Yuan, who was still in the center of the stadium just now, greeted the cheers of the crowd, and now seemed to be in another world, a quiet and lonely world.

Lu Yuan tried to calm himself down, let his hands, which were slightly trembling because of exhaustion, relax, and no longer think about the question of who I am, but let go, close his eyes, and meditate.

There was darkness in his mind, and slowly a splash of color took place, blue, lead gray, brick red, tile black—a wall, a circular wall.

Lu Yuan felt that he was standing in front of the wall, mottled with blue bricks, and at this time, a voice came from the turn.

"Lu Yuan! Lu Yuan! Lu Yuan!"

Lu Yuan immediately shouted against the wall: "Lu Gradually, Lu Gradually, Lu Gradually!"

Then, a cheerful laugh came from the wall, and Lu Yuan himself laughed, laughing very happily.

But all of a sudden, the wall collapsed, and it fell with a bang, a cloud of dust, drowning out the view and making it impossible to see anything.

His mind turned black again, and then Lu Yuan heard someone shouting: "Lu Yuan, Lu Yuan, wake up Lu Yuan." ”

Lu Yuan opened his eyes, and then saw Luna standing in front of him, staring at him eagerly.

Seeing Lu Yuan open her eyes, Luna's originally anxious mood relaxed slightly, and just in the audience she saw Lu Yuan fall to the ground, and then was helped off the field, she was very worried, so she left her seat and sneaked into the locker room.

High school games are not like professional games, there are no security guards, and Luna was familiar with Poly Arena when she was a PhD student at UCLA.

As a result, as soon as he entered the locker room door, he found that Lu Yuan was sitting in his position with his eyes closed, frowning, and his expression was very complicated, and he hurriedly stepped forward to wake him up.

Lu Yuan woke up, Luna looked at him and said, "Lu Yuan, wake up." ”

This is the hint that Luna set for Lu Yuan in the small court before, as long as she says this, Lu Yuan can wake up from the hypnotic state.

But Lu Yuan's eyes didn't fluctuate in the slightest when he looked at Luna, he stood up and said, "I'm not Lu Yuan, I'm leaving." ”

After speaking, Lu Yuan walked towards the locker room door.

Luna didn't expect such a situation to happen, and hurriedly shouted again, "Lu Yuan, wake up!"

Lu Yuan stopped, glanced at Luna, and replied, "Can't wake up, the game isn't over yet." ”

Then, Lu Yuan disappeared into the passage.

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With Lu Yuan's departure, the situation on the field took a sharp turn for the worse, Wilson High School lost the point that he relied on the most, the offense immediately collapsed, and no one could score.

Blake James, who calmed down, showed amazing control of the court, without Lu Yuan's containment, his speed seemed to be a beat faster than everyone else on the court, attacking with the ball, organizing passes, fighting for rebounds, and being omnipotent for several rounds in a row, suddenly stretching the difference between the two sides to 10 points.

Wilson didn't give up easily, and the skinny Luciano, who came off the bench, hit a golden three-pointer, while others gritted their teeth and tried to keep the margin from widening.

What Hart wants to do most now is nothing else, but to go to the locker room to take a look and see how Lu Yuan is doing.

Time is passing minute by minute, there is indeed a huge gap in strength between the two sides, Wilson is now relying on one breath to support, desperately rotating, desperately making up for defense, desperately scrambling for every ball.

They didn't know when Lu Yuan would come back, and looking at his exhausted appearance, it was not impossible that he would not come back.

But they had to bite hard, and with ten minutes to go, the first three-quarters of the effort was not in vain.

The score difference is still opening up little by little, 11 points, 13 points, 15 points, as if a group of people are trying their best to tug war with elephants, they have tried their best, but they are still being pulled forward by the huge elephants little by little.

15 points is like a win-loss line, in everyone's hearts, including the audience, are thinking that if the difference is more than 15 points, the game will end early.

At this time, the commotion came from the spectator bench near the players' tunnel, and a somewhat thin figure appeared in people's sight under the huge passage entrance.

Wearing the number 18 jersey, he trotted all the way to the sidelines and walked to the bench at Wilson High School.

The fans in the stadium began to applaud, many students stood up, and even the players who were playing were distracted.

The cheers grew louder and louder, making it hard to believe that it was just an ordinary game for high school students. Even some well-known scouts, college coaches, stood up and cheered him on. Even LeBron James stood up and clapped at him.

But he was unfazed and kept running, all the way to the bench, to Hart.

Hart looked at him and asked, "Are you okay?"

He nodded, and said, "I'm fine," he looked at the scoreboard and timer again, "There's still time." ”