Compared to the brilliant hit that Zhou Zheng passed in the first half, this aerial back no-look-pass is undoubtedly more gorgeous.

So, the whole Stanford fans fell into a frenzy. It's just a two-point shot, though.

Walsh Anthony couldn't help but wave his fist, and he sat on the sidelines, and he saw the whole thing, and he couldn't suppress the applause from the bottom of his heart for this wonderful assist.

The picture of Wolfe's applause was seen by Chuck Haywood on the other side, and he immediately became nervous, for him, it was definitely not a good thing for Wolf to applaud that Chinese boy.

So, he raised his vigilance, and at the same time he had words in his mouth...... The Bruins hold steady, and the Bruins come on.

Chuck Haywood really wants to get the head coach position, he's been in the assistant coach role for almost two decades, and he's desperate to turn regular and use the NCAA as a springboard to make a lot of money in the NBA. There, the top head coach can get an annual salary of tens of millions of dollars!

However, things don't always go so smoothly.

At least, now the guy he hated was being targeted by the NBA, and he was still waiting in an unknown corner.

The scout who played an X after Zhou's name wrote the note again: The pass was extremely tricky. The ability to read the game has also been adjusted from A to S. A natural point guard.

This is a very high evaluation, and basically there are very few S-class things in his writing, except for those geniuses who are not born. Just like Chris Paul, the top point guard in the NCAA, only this level can deserve this review.

It's just that this guy's physical fitness is too bad.

The confrontation ability doesn't seem to be strong enough.

Otherwise, it is also a good seedling of the lotto. Looks much more spiritual than the other three would-be NBA players on the court.

However, now it is time to look further.

"Was that goal remarkable? Why do I think the previous Tiger layup looks better? Why are the people over there cheering for him?"

"Maybe it's because he threw off all the defenders."

"Oh, it turns out that basketball games also have the concept of a single knife. Is there no offside? Just when Tiger passed the ball, the big white man who scored the goal seemed to be offside. ”

"Maybe the referee didn't catch it."

The two pseudo-fans were actively discussing the game, and the Bruins fans sitting behind them rolled their eyes.

If it weren't for the fact that these were two beauties, they would have been unable to bear it a long time ago.

The race is moving forward.

Jordan Farmar had a big psychological problem, and he began to singled Zhou Zheng in an obstinate way, trying to get back the scene from him.

However, there are some things that cannot be rushed. Such as the feel!

It is true that he can easily force Zhou Zheng's defense back, or even directly knock it away, but basketball does not always listen to him...... Bang bang bang!

Three pieces of iron in a row.

Stanford used his time to hit three irons in a row to complete three successful waves of attack, and under Zhou Zheng's deployment, Princeton's tactics were full of vitality, which was an immediate effect.

Since Kate Vincent hit a three-pointer from beyond the three-point line, Stanford is now one point ahead by now.

Drip!

Coach Ben Howard finally couldn't stand Jordan Farmar's singles on the court, and now the game was less than 35 seconds left. Although the ball is on his side, once the final wave of attacks does not score, then the victory can only be handed to Stanford. Stanford will also be the team to represent the Pacific in the round of 64.

When Jordan Farmar was off the field, Zhou Zheng told him a secret: "Actually, I can't defend you at all." But unfortunately, your manager can't trust you anymore. ”

Jordan Farmar glared at him.

Without Zhou Zheng's appearance, Jordan Famar will be the brightest star tonight. In the summer, the game will be shown to NBA scouts again and again. But now, what he wants to do most is to erase all the footage of this match, and he himself knows how clumsy he was against Zhou Zheng.

"Next time, I'll definitely blow you up." Jordan Farmar said vigorously, and then corrected: "Oh, no, there is no next time." I'm going to be a professional next season, I'm going to be paid more than a million dollars a year, and you can only pay to watch me play. ”

Jordan Farmar smiled at the corners of his mouth as soon as he thought of this, and he continued to sarcastically say, "The NBA doesn't favor a soft guy like you who can only play tricks and has no power. ”

"But you still have to accept the fate of being beaten by a nobody. You'll always remember on your resume that you were blown up by an Asian kid who popped up in your last season of college and didn't even make it to the round of 64 with UCLA. ”

"Maybe, I didn't have a chance to make it to the NBA. However, I can change your draft pick. You might have been able to make it to the first round, but now ...... I'm afraid I'll have to wait until the second round until Lady Luck, right? ”

Zhou Zheng also mocked him with a smile on his face.

This was Jordan Farmar's biggest fear, and he knew there were scouts sitting on the spot.

"You ......"

Jordan Farmar was momentarily angry.

Zhou Zheng walked back to the bench with his head held high.

"Damn!" Jordan Farmar looked at Zhou Zheng's back, and he really wanted to rush over and give this guy who had messed up his draft market a desperate punch.

"Coach, I need a chance, I want to save the game. That guy can't do it anymore, there's nothing he can do to stop me, trust me. I'm sure I'll be able to score the most crucial goal!! ”

Jordan Farmar kept pleading with Coach Ben Howard on the bench, hoping for a counter-attack. If... If you hit the final kill, then all the previous bad will be written off, and people will only remember that they scored a Jedi Fatal Ball.

This is Jordan Farmar's last chance.

However, Coach Ben Howard shook his head.

"You've wasted enough opportunities. Now, let's lay out the tactical ...... for the final attack."

Coach Ben Howard locked the executor of the final attack on Jason Capono, who was a very good scorer and the team's No. 2 ace.

"If Jason gets caught in the box, he quickly drops the basketball into the box and lets Jabrek solve the problem in the paint. That's the closest place to the basket. ”

Coach Ben Howard locked Plan-B into Yabrek on the inside.

And poor Jordan Farmar didn't even hear his name at the end...... As the heart of the team, he has been left out. At the most critical time, he was put on the bench.

Jordan Farmar was furious, and after Coach Ben Howard laid out the tactics, he asked, "Why?" ”

"Jordan." Ben Howard pursed his lips and said very seriously: "If you are not in a hurry, I suggest you play in the NCAA for another year." ”

When Jordan Farmar heard this, his heart was already in despair. Originally... It turns out that the head coach is no longer optimistic about my draft market.

Jordan Farmar fell into a state of despair in an instant, and he sat at the end of the bench, his face buried deep in his knees.

It was a nightmare for him.

And for Zhou Zheng, this game is a shining debut that came out of nowhere.

Anthony Wolf even took the initiative to high-five Zhou Zheng when he was off the court, and no matter where the match ends up, whether it is a win or a defeat, he is inclined to keep this amazing Asian kid in the team.

Chuck Haywood, who saw this scene, was even worse than Jordan Farmar on the other end.

He knew that the chairman had changed his mind, and the appearance of this guy changed everything.

"Why should I support him in the roster?"

Chuck Heywood fell into deep regret, and he tried his best to persuade the assistant coaches to put this guy on the game list. It turned out that he thought Sani was a broken jar, but he didn't expect this guy to become the ultimate wonder soldier who changed the game.

God, how did I lift a stone and shoot myself in the foot?

Chuck Haywood was frustrated.

However, he felt that the time had not yet come for the matter to be completely closed. After all, Walsh made a promise to himself, even if Walsh has a good impression of Zhou Zheng now, he can still drive Sani away and replace him. When Sani is gone and he is in control of the team, then... Didn't Zhou Zheng have to fall into his own hands?

So, please UCLA Bruins must win!!

Chuck Haywood prayed to God that he would hear him.

Soon, the game resumed.

Zhou Zheng is still on the court, and Sani hopes that Zhou Zheng can quickly control the ball after the Bruins attack. If they score, they hit the counter-attack quickly...... Traditionally, the Bruins can't afford to give Stanford much time, as the NCAA has 35 seconds per offense.

And if they don't score, the basketball is more secure in Zhou's hands, and everyone believes in his ability to control the ball.

After the game started, Zhou Zheng took the initiative to follow Jason Capono, and his hunch told him that the opponent would definitely give Jason Capono the last chance to attack, this guy is a pure shooter.

The basketball was initially handed over to UCLA's backup point guard, who was holding the ball outside the three-point line to waste time. Leon Bob was watching over him with all his attention.

And Jason Capono has been taking Zhou Zheng in circles, and this guy's running position is very tricky.

At this time, Zhou Zheng had already felt the exhaustion of his body, and even his consciousness was a little confused. But he still gritted his teeth and followed...... I've fought for this whole time, and there's no reason to give up at the last minute!

After following for nearly fifteen or sixteen seconds, suddenly UCLA's big center made a sideways block, and Zhou Zheng couldn't brake and hit the giant man hard...... Bang!

Zhou Zheng only felt dizzy, as if he had hit a wall, and was immediately pushed back by the powerful inertia and fell to the ground.

At this time, he heard the screams of the audience and the ridicule of the UCLA big center...... Hahahaha, softass! The breasts are softer than a woman's ass.

I heard Sani shouting on the sidelines...... Move the pick-and-roll! Fouled!! Move the pick-and-roll!

But the referee didn't blow the whistle and obviously he didn't want to use it in the final moments to change the course of the game.

And Zhou Zheng didn't bother to care about the messy sounds in his ears, he no longer paid attention to the pain in his body, he just gritted his teeth and got up quickly.

Then, he rushed to Jason Capo.

However, by this time Cappono had already received the basketball and was already jumping...... When Zhou Zhengfei pounced, he just took the basketball out of his hand!

Exercise! He-!

Zhou Zheng scolded angrily and turned around...... Swish!

Basketball arrested!

It was a precise three-pointer, and UCLA went from being one point behind to two points ahead.

With this three-point hit, all the UCLA supporters in the audience let out loud cheers and screams, they were already celebrating the victory in advance, leaving less than five seconds for Stanford, who couldn't even run through the half court in five seconds under the strong defense of the Bruins!

"Oh my God, basketball is so dangerous, that big black guy knocked over the tiger, and no one helped him! Oh, I can't give him access to this damn basketball anymore. ”

Yang Xueli grabbed Avril's hand tightly, her tears were repeated and emphasized, and her whole heart was twisted together.

Avril was also worried at the moment, but she clenched her teeth, she hoped that Tiger could tear apart her opponent like a tiger, man, you should return a tooth for a tooth!

At this time, Zhou Zheng was also doing this, although his cerebral cortex had become numb from exhaustion and impact, there was still a thought firmly erected...... Hem—these UCLA guys.

So, he quickly took the ball from Kate Vincent.

The moment he received the basketball, UCLA's Jason Capono and the backup point guard were already in the fold.

Zhou Zheng didn't think about it at all, he threw the basketball out directly, and then forcibly squeezed through the crack like a crazy tiger, and then ran wildly!

Obviously, the two people in UCLA didn't expect Zhou Zheng to use this way to divide the ball.

This ball should be a bit of a violation!

However, the referee did not say anything.

And Zhou Zheng, who was galloping wildly, also quickly caught the basketball he threw out, no one thought that he would be so fast, it was like lightning, Jason Capono looked back, and he was at least three positions behind.

Fortunately, at this time, the big center in front has already set up a card near the middle line.

At this time, Zhou Zheng actually walked like a straight line with a basketball...... There is nothing wrong with the shortest straight line between two points. But there's a wall ahead! Does he want to be knocked over on the pitch again and the game is over?

Seeing Zhou Zheng rushing towards the big center forward with the ball like a lightning moth to a fire, the entire Crimson team's bench clenched their fists, they didn't understand what Zhou Zheng, who was running wildly at sunset, was going to do at the moment, but they were inexplicably moved...... Does this guy think he's Don Quixote?

And the big center who was still laughing at Zhou Zheng's weak figure before looked at Zhou Zheng who was rushing towards him at this time, and he was a little afraid...... Is this madman dying? Does he want to die with me?

Zhou Zheng was already getting closer and closer to him, and the speed was getting faster and faster, and he felt that phantoms appeared in front of him.

He didn't want to die.

He thought to himself...... Let this guy pass, he won't be able to make it anyway.

So, he subconsciously moved a little away.

And at the moment when he moved a step, Zhou Zheng's figure flashed in front of his eyes...... Shout!

He heard the sound of passing by and felt the coolness of his face, but he didn't catch up with Zhou Zheng's tail, let alone stop him.

He retreated.

He's not a warrior.

The real warriors are still running wild.

But time is running out for the Warriors.

Zhou Zheng crossed the midline with the ball like lightning, and the 3 in the countdown had disappeared.

Pass, it's too late!

Teammates, I can't find it!

Will I shoot? Have I scored three points?

Whatever.

Death is death!

After Zhou Zheng took a big stride, he jumped up resolutely, looked for the basket when he was in the air, and then threw the basketball even more resolutely and decisively......

After completing the last plucking action, the string that Zhou Zheng was holding in his heart finally broke.

All the work has been done, and Lao Tzu has a clear conscience!

Bang!

Before the basketball entered the hoop, Zhou Zheng fell from the air, he fell to the ground hard, he had no strength, or he had no strength for a long time.

When Zhou Zheng fell to the ground, the audience screamed.

Zhou Zheng completed the performance of life and death, but finally fell to the ground.

Swish!

The crisp sound pierced the net.

This is the most perfect and pleasant sound Zhou Zheng has ever heard in his life.

An unnatural smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When the whole stadium was crazy, when the screaming and screaming waves hit like a tsunami, Zhou Zheng scolded weakly: "He-." ”

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