"There are a lot of people today, more than the previous three games. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"That's for sure, today is the decisive game, if the Beijing No. 12 Middle School wins today's game, it will win the championship. ”

"Yes, although it's not fun to watch only four games, I still hope that Beijing No. 12 Middle School can win, and I hope they win the championship. ”

"Hehe, a lot of people think like this, so there are so many talents today, because maybe this is the last one. ”

The sound of discussion and conversation came and went, making the basketball hall of today's Olympic Sports Center particularly noisy.

There were too many people, more than in the previous three finals, at least 10,000 spectators gathered in the stadium, some people came early, occupied the front position, and refused to let go of life or death, even if they were anxious to urinate, they endured it for as long as they could.

Some of those who came late could only sit in the back seat, and the perspective was certainly not so good, but they also had a way to solve it, and many people brought binoculars, so they could clearly see the game on the field in the back, and they would not miss any wonderful clips.

Near the player's rest area, the principal of Anyi No. 1 Middle School and Liu Qing led the members of the cheerleading team to hold a banner with the words "Anyi No. 1 Middle School will win".

At this time, the principal was sweating on his forehead, not because of the heat, but because he was nervous, and kept whispering: "This one must win, it must win, and if you lose, it will be over." We've finally reached this stage, and we can't stop there. ”

Listening to the principal's words, Liu Qing sneered and comforted: "Principal, don't worry, we will definitely win." ”

"I also believe that we will win. At this time, the principal did not have the composure of the head of the school at all, wiped the sweat on his head, and said with a wry smile: "But I'm still nervous." ”

"I'm actually nervous......," Liu Qing whispered, looking at the players' tunnel, his eyes suddenly lit up, "They came out." ”

At the same time, next to the technical table, Xiong Jin and Lu Zhanyun also raised their eyebrows and looked at the players' tunnel together.

Everyone from the Colonel An Yi No. 1 Middle School team came one after another, with Lu Fuyang at the front, followed by Xu Meng and Zhang Long...... Finally, Yu Qian and Chen Feng.

Everyone looked serious, held their heads high, and walked step by step.

"What a momentum!" Xiong Jin praised and said to Lu Zhanyun, "Look at the murderous aura of Anyi No. 1 Middle School today, it is imperative to win this game." ”

"Nonsense. Lu Zhanyun rolled his eyes and said, "This is the decisive game, who is not bound to win, and is bent on winning the game?" Not to mention Anyi No. 1 Middle School, it must be the same with Beijing No. 12 Middle School." He paused and said with great anticipation: "Today's game must be good." ”

"Hmm. Xiong Jin nodded, "I don't know which side can win?"

Lu Zhanyun didn't think about it and said, "I hope it's Anyi No. 1 Middle School." Hearing his words, Xiong Jin was stunned for a moment, and then reacted and sighed: "Yes, Chen Feng and Yu Qian, the two young people are really good, it would be a pity if An Yi lost in the first middle school." ”

In fact, whether Anyi No. 1 Middle School can win the championship has nothing to do with Xiong Jin and Lu Zhanyun personally, but if the national youth team is contacted, it will matter.

After watching these games, Xiong Jin and Lu Zhanyun admired Chen Feng and Yu Qian very much, and were also very satisfied with their abilities, but if Anyi No. 1 Middle School failed to win the championship, it would inevitably affect the Basketball Association's perception of them, and it would not be easy to select them to enter the national youth team.

It is true that the selection of materials for the country and the first priority are talents, but sometimes it is not so simple and pure to take action.

Just imagine, if Beijing No. 12 Middle School won the championship, but you selected Chen Feng and Yu Qian into the national youth team, what would others say, what would the media say?

Therefore, Xiong Jin and Lu Zhanyun both hope that Anyi No. 1 Middle School can win the championship, and it is logical for them to choose Chen Feng and Yu Qian to enter the national youth team at that time.

......

After Anyi No. 1 Middle School, it was the No. 12 Middle School in Beijing, and when they came out, the audience suddenly remembered the enthusiastic cheers, which were deafening.

I saw that every player in the 12th Middle School in the capital also had a serious expression, sharp eyes, and the murderous aura and fighting intent on his body could be seen at a glance.

After ten minutes of warm-up, the players of both sides returned to their respective sides, and the coaches of both sides began to lay out their tactics.

On the side of Anyi No. 1 Middle School, Lu Fuyang's expression was serious, and he said to a few people: "Wait a while, it will be Chen Feng and a few of you, I want to emphasize one point, our tactics rely too much on the two of you, and the burden of attack is almost all on you, although you have that ability, but this is a test of your physical strength." In the last game, Yu Qian's physical strength was exhausted at the end, which was a wake-up call. ”

Lu Fuyang looked at Chen Feng and Yu Qian: "So today the two of you must control the distribution of physical strength, reduce breakthroughs, reduce dribbling, and make more use of blocking and coordination to shoot on the outside." As he spoke, his eyes turned and fell on Ruan Bin, Ye Yiming, and Shi Xiaomeng, "You have to run more and cover Chen Feng and Yu Qian." ”

"Yes. Shi Xiaomeng replied.

"Coach, we get it. Chen Feng and Yu Qian also nodded.

Lu Fuyang's expression softened slightly, and he said to a few people: "Remember, we have reached the edge of the cliff, we can only break the boat, this game must be won!"

"We must win!" shouted in unison.

Yuan Song, the coach of Beijing No. 12 Middle School, was also arranging tactics, telling his players, and the opening time had arrived in a blink of an eye.

"Toot ......"

When the whistle blows, players from both sides come on the field and start jumping the ball.

Shi Xiaomeng took the first step to give the ball to Chen Feng, Chen Feng passed it to Ye Yiming, and ran to the front court by himself, he needed to follow Lu Fuyang's instructions and try to save his physical strength.

The ball quickly arrived in the front court, several people in Anyi No. 1 Middle School quickly ran the position, everyone was very positive, today's game is already a battle, they can't lose, and they are not allowed to lose, so no matter who it is, they will do their best to play.

A reverse run shook off Cheng Weidong, Chen Feng pulled outside the three-point line, Ye Yiming also quickly passed the ball to, and Chen Feng received the ball and shot directly.

"Huh!"

Hollow hit, three points!

"Brothers, give them back. Lu Shengpeng shouted, to the bottom line free throw, Duan Ming advanced to the front court with the ball, shook his hand and handed it to Cheng Weidong, Cheng Weidong broke through the ball, very cleverly sent it to Xiang Qun, Xiang Qun took the ball and turned over and hit a jumper.

3:2。

Anyi No. 1 Middle School Attack......

At this moment, countless people are paying attention to this game, Sichuan Province, Hubei Province, Guangdong Province...... Countless people stood in front of the TV screen, staring at the TV without blinking, cheering for their favorite team, shouting and cheering for every wonderful goal!