Time seemed to stop at this moment, and everyone in the audience stared at the basketball flying in the air.

How many people's hearts have been touched by that spinning orange basketball?

"Huh!" A crisp sound rang out.

In the ears of the national youth players, this is the best sound in the world, which makes the soul tremble.

In the ears of the American players, it was the most desperate voice in the world, full of frustration.

It seemed like a long time, in fact, it was only a few seconds, and after the referee's whistle, the curtain was announced that the World Junior Championships had come to an end.

The players of the national youth team were still stunned on the field, until the crazy cheers of the Chinese fans sounded in their ears, and then the joy came to their hearts, and the joy of victory and the joy of the fruits after all the hardships surrounded them, making them crazy with joy.

"Win, we won the USA, how do I feel like a dream?" The narrator muttered.

"You didn't dream, we just won, and it was a dream game to snatch the championship from Team USA." The guest said, his face full of joy.

"Zhang Yufeng's last shot was so beautiful, I can't help but think of Jordan's god-like last shot!" The narrator said excitedly, his face flushed with excitement.

"Well, there is indeed a bit of verve in it, and the important thing is that this ball is also a lore, clean, sharp, and magical!" The guest said that he was full of praise for Zhang Yufeng's last vote.

No one can forget his last shot, which will be a nightmare for the American players and will affect their emotions for some time to come.

"Zhang Yufeng! Zhang Yufeng! The audience chanted, letting the name Zhang Yufeng resound throughout the audience, and after calming the joy of victory, it was time to send cheers and cheers to the heroes in their hearts.

The strength of the U.S. team is still vivid, and those feelings of disappointment and despair can still be remembered.

Zhang Yufeng saved all this, officially his god-like swing, incarnated as a god's lore, and made this game that had no suspense an incredible twist.

The numbers speak for themselves.

The fans in front of the TV, while celebrating, also brushed out Zhang Yufeng's data from the live broadcast network, and watched it over and over again, with only worship and shock in their hearts.

In this game, Zhang Yufeng shot 19 of 29, 8 of 12 three-pointers, and 7 of 7 free throws, scoring 53 points, plus 3 rebounds and 2 assists.

53 not only created his highest score in a single game, but also the highest score in a single game in this World Youth Championship, and the whole team of the national youth team scored 1o1 points, and Zhang Yufeng's score accounted for half, which shows his contribution to the team.

"It's unbelievable!" The commentator looked at the data in his hand, and muttered with a slight tremor in his hands, "He actually scored 53 points in the whole game!" I didn't even notice it. ”

"Huh!" The guest smiled, "Then you are too focused on the game, Zhang Yufeng is a powerful teenager!" I believe that in a few years, he will become China's ace scorer! ”

"Ace scorer!" The narrator muttered, a smile suddenly welling up on his face, "This title really suits him!" ”

"Let's look forward to his future growth!" The guest said, looking at the live broadcast on the computer, the camera has not yet turned back to the studio, and the two will continue to explain until after the award ceremony, and then switch back.

At the Los Angeles Sports Arena, the ribbon has fallen from the ceiling, which is a celebration ceremony prepared by the American staff for their team, but I didn't expect it to be given to the national youth team now!

The players of the national youth team were still cheering wildly, only Zhang Yufeng was pale, his face was full of sweat, and he was surrounded by everyone, but he had no strength to jump, just smiling, expressing the joy of victory.

Hearing the Chinese audience shouting Zhang Yufeng's name, the players of the national youth team cooperated to lift him up, and then threw him high into the sky.

Zhang Yufeng smiled, but there was still a hint of pain in this smile.

After the race, his body was like a machine in disrepair, which was a scrap after completing its final mission, the wound on his ankle was more like a malfunction of the machine, and the pinprick pain tugged at the nerves throughout his body, making him tremble slightly.

On the other side of the field, the U.S. players stood in frustration, wanting to leave the stadium but had to wait because of the medal ceremony and the podium as runners-up.

It's more painful to be beaten on their home turf than to lose on the international stage in other countries, and they need time to recover from this defeat.

After the cheers, the judges of the World Junior Championships walked up and the staff set up the podium.

The national youth team stood at the top of the podium, and every player was smiling proudly, which was a great honor for them.

The U.S. team stood in the runner-up position, and the loss of the championship made them laugh, especially the ace Owen, who kept frowning and couldn't stretch for a long time.

Standing on the third-place platform is the Spanish team!

The day before the start of the final, the Australian team and the Spanish team competed for the third place, and finally the Spanish team defeated the Australian team with its deep strength and won the runner-up!

Under the gaze of the 20,000 spectators, the bright five-star red flag slowly rose, accompanied by the majestic and passionate national anthem, and spread to the hearts of every Chinese!

Many fans couldn't help but shed tears, seeing their country's flag raised on the basketball stage, what a glorious thing, this is something that has never happened in history, and today, it has been realized!

Everyone shed tears, sang the national anthem to the rhythm, and watched the five-star red flag rise to the top, proud to the extreme.

The president of sports presented awards to the three teams, and when the members of the national youth team lifted the championship trophy, the audience once again burst into enthusiastic cheers.

The golden trophy is the best testimony to them! After nearly 2o days of hard work, they finally stood on the highest podium, which was not expected by anyone, and in the case of not being favored, the national youth team counterattacked all the way and became the biggest dark horse in this World Youth Championships.

After the trophy is awarded, the trophy for the best player of the World Junior Championships will be awarded!

"Zhang Yufeng, Zhang Yufeng!"

The Chinese fans in the audience shouted his name again, even if they shouted hoarsely, they did not mean to stop, they expressed their worship of heroes with the craziest attitude!!

Yes! There is no doubt that the judges awarded the supreme honor of mVp to Zhang Yufeng!!

(End of chapter)

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