Seven minutes left. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

These seven minutes will be the last moment, who wins and loses, who wins and who loses, whether they win glory or are eliminated, it depends on these last seven minutes.

An Yi No. 1 Middle School ball possession, Ye Yiming held the ball and advanced.

The five people in Binhai No. 6 Middle School settled down early, and their eyes were sharp and imposing, staring at the people opposite them.

Zou Yu also looked at Chen Feng, his eyes fell on Chen Feng's right hand with a strap, his eyes were very good, and he clearly saw that Chen Feng's right index finger was swollen, and he secretly said in his heart: "This guy, his right index finger is so swollen and insists on playing, it's really ......" He didn't say what it was, but he admired Chen Feng very much in his heart, at least Chen Feng's strength to not admit defeat was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

However, Zou Yu doesn't think that Chen Feng can change anything, the right index finger is the key to shooting, and if the right index finger is injured, the shooting will inevitably be greatly affected.

Ye Yiming advanced to the front court with the ball, several people in Anyi No. 1 Middle School began to cross the run, Yu Qian came up and made a block for Chen Feng, Chen Feng got rid of Zou Yu, quickly ran outside the three-point line on the left, and opened his hands to ask Ye Yiming for the ball. Ye Yiming did not hesitate and passed the ball quickly.

On the sidelines, Sun Yang kept staring at Chen Feng and keenly noticed that Ye Yiming's pass came from the right, but Chen Feng did not use his right hand to catch it, but turned slightly sideways, deliberately avoided his right hand, used his left hand to catch it, and only touched the ball when his right hand was steady.

Just such a tiny detail, but Sun Yang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he was not on the field, far away, it was impossible to see Chen Feng's fingers swollen like Zou Yu. Therefore, it is unknown what kind of injury to Chen Feng is, and whether he can still exert his combat power.

Now that he saw this small detail, he was finally sure that Chen Feng's right hand was indeed injured, and it was not light, otherwise why bother?

"That's good, as long as he's really injured, even on the field, it's useless. Sun Yang said secretly in his heart.

There is also Zhou Kang who thinks the same as him, because Zou Yu was blocked by Yu Qian and replaced by Zhou Dang to defend Chen Feng, he doesn't think Chen Feng can still shoot, let alone outside the three-point line. So when I saw Chen Feng taking the ball, he didn't pounce immediately, but stepped back a little, thinking to himself: "Throw, I'll let you shoot, I won't go in anyway, I just shrank a little bit, and I'll protect the rebound later." ”

Seeing that Zhou Dang didn't mean to pounce, Chen Feng glanced at the three-point line under his feet, a smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and he jumped up.

"What?"

In the audience, thousands of spectators couldn't help but be surprised, not because Chen Feng dared to shoot, but because Chen Feng actually used his left hand.

Left-handed shots, or outside the three-point line, is that a joke?

"I can't get in. ”

"It's just a fool's errand, a left-handed shot from beyond the three-point line, who does he think he is?"

Thousands of people in the audience were unimpressed, and even the people from Binhai No. 6 Middle School were also joking, thinking that the ball would definitely not be scored.

But the next moment, everyone was stunned.

I saw the basketball cross an arc, slam on the hoop, and then bounce vertically, and plunged headlong into the center of the net.

"This ......" thousands of viewers were speechless.

"Is this okay?" the people from Binhai No. 6 Middle School looked at the Nets blankly, and then looked at Chen Feng, who had turned back to defense, and muttered, "Luck, it must be luck." ”

In fact, almost everyone thought that Chen Feng's ball was luck, because it was not a hollow hit, but it hit the hoop, but it was lucky and fell in.

Only everyone in Anyi No. 1 Middle School knows that this is not luck, but Chen Feng can really shoot with his left hand, and he is by no means blind.

Sichuan Province.

Whether it is Anyi No. 1 Middle School or Anyi No. 9 Middle School, or even Anyi No. 7 Middle School or No. 3 Middle School...... Anyone who watched this game cheered loudly when they saw this three-point goal scored. They don't care if it's luck or not, the ball goes in anyway, that's the key.

Jin Hui Youth Team, Ji Liang and Li Han were all bright-eyed, the two looked at each other, and they both saw surprise and doubt in each other's eyes.

The reason why I was surprised was because Chen Feng actually shot with his left hand and scored, and the suspicion was because neither of them was an ordinary person, and it was clear at a glance that Chen Feng's goal might not be just luck, but only one goal, and the two were not sure.

Ji Liang said: "If it's not luck, then this guy is too perverted, far more powerful than we imagined!"

"yes. Li Han also nodded, looking at the TV directly, his eyes did not blink, "In him, you can always see surprises, hehe......"

On the side, a group of Jinhui youth team players heard it in a fog, but they understood a little, and looked at the TV screen one by one, their hearts shook, if it wasn't luck, what did it mean?

A player whispered to Ji Liang: "Coach, is it really fake?"

Ji Liang said with a smile: "It's really fake and you'll know later, let's watch the game." ”

......

Guangdong Province, Provincial Sports Center.

"Huh!"

With a soft sound, Zou Yu withdrew his raised hand, although he was scored by Chen Feng for a three-point just now, he returned a two-point when he came over, and the difference was still 9 points.

Throwing Chen Feng a defiant look, Zou Yu turned around and ran back.

"Hehe......" Chen Feng just smiled faintly, didn't care, and served to the bottom line.

Ye Yiming advanced to the front court with the ball, and when he saw Yu Qian carding Zhou Dang with one hand and raising one hand, he immediately understood and shook his hand to pass the ball over.

Yu Qian took the ball, hit it twice at his feet, and then suddenly pulled out his hand, and the basketball crossed an arc and hit it hollowly.

Turning around, Binhai No. 6 Middle School was still colored, Yang Biao succeeded in the inside singles, equalized two points, and the difference between the two teams was still 9 points.

The two sides went back and forth, played for more than a minute, you enter one and I will also enter one, although the score is rising, but the score difference has not changed, it is still 9 points.

At this time, everyone had basically forgotten about Chen Feng.

But at this time, Chen Feng threw away Zou Yu by blocking and dismantling, took the ball on the bottom line, and replaced it with Zhou Dang to defend him, this time Zhou Dang didn't dare to let him go, and quickly pounced. How do you know that Chen Feng dribbled with his left hand, accelerated, turned around, bypassed Zhou Dang in an instant, and burst over.

This time it was too sudden, and the people in Binhai No. 6 Middle School knew that Chen Feng had an injury to his right hand, and they thought that he would definitely not break through, but they didn't count it.

As a result, Binhai No. 6 Middle School was empty inside, and Chen Feng was killed under the basket without reacting, he held the ball with one hand in his left hand, and scored the ball with a light layup.

This time it was definitely not luck.

Thousands of people in the audience couldn't help but be shocked, holding the ball with their left hand throughout the whole process, accelerating the turn, and then holding the ball in one hand to make a layup, the speed was so fast, it was really amazing!

Several people in the middle field of Binhai Six also became dignified, and the strength of the opponent exceeded their expectations......

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