There was silence in the gymnasium. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although the score difference has not changed, it still maintains 14 points, but the atmosphere is different, whenever the attack of Donghua Middle School improves, there are always players in Kangxian No. 3 Middle School who can stand up and respond.

The players at Tung Wah High School here are annoyed and worried by the fans who support them.

Originally, the goal was to win the championship, but now it seems that it will be difficult to break into the semi-finals.

The huge gap between expectations and reality made the audience's mood very low, and even if Donghua Middle School scored a goal, few people cheered, because the score difference and the excellent performance of Kangxian No. 3 Middle School made them see no hope.

The players from Donghua Middle School looked at the coach standing on the sidelines, and their eyes asked, do they still insist on tactics and trap Zhang Yufeng?

Coach Donghua hesitated, nodded, and resolutely executed, he didn't believe that Zhang Yufeng's magical feeling could be maintained forever.

In fact, his idea is correct, Zhang Yufeng really did not continue this magical feel, under the high-intensity defense of pinching, sticking defense, harassment, etc., he consumes a lot of physical strength every time he attacks, and sometimes he is reluctant to shoot, resulting in a plummeting hit rate!

Taking advantage of this time, Ye Jun and Ding Chaowen seized the opportunity again and played two fast counterattacks, narrowing the score to 10 points again.

There were about 10 seconds left in the third quarter of the game, and Kang County made the last attack in the third middle school.

Zhang Yufeng ran wildly with the ball, wanting to grab another ball and maintain the team's lead.

Tung Wah Middle School retreated with all his might, and the focus of defense was all on him.

He first changed direction and turned around to break through a player, and then faced Ye Jun to adjust slightly outside the three-point line, and directly pulled out the shot, a standard action, a terrifying shot for the opponent.

Time seemed to stand still, everyone held their breath, and if this ball was thrown, it would hurt the morale of Tung Wah Middle School too much.

Zhang Yufeng gasped for breath, the beads of sweat on his forehead were dripping like rain, he was really tired, and the basket he shot just now was forcibly pushed out because he couldn't use his strength, so he didn't have much hope for this ball.

"Bell!" Sure enough, as he expected, his strength was a little less, and he hit the front of the basket.

"Whew!" The audience and the players of Tung Wah Secondary School breathed a sigh of relief, and their hanging hearts were put back in their stomachs.

At the same time, the referee's whistle blew and the third quarter ended.

The score is 55::45.

The players walked back to the bench and hurried to drink water and replenish their strength.

"The coach of Donghua Middle School has made adjustments, but now it seems that the role is not very great." Song Jie said, faintly worried in his heart, he doesn't favor anyone, he doesn't hate anyone, he just hopes that this game will be more exciting.

"It still has a role." Yang Juncheng's face was a little dignified, "Donghua Middle School's crazy bag defense has consumed a lot of Zhang Yufeng's physical strength, although Kangxian No. 3 Middle School is now leading, but the last quarter of the game will be difficult to play." ”

"So it's hard to know for sure?" Song Jie was a little pleased.

"Hmm!" Yang Juncheng said, "But Kangxian No. 3 Middle School still has an advantage, after all, it has a 10-point lead." ”

"Hearing you say that, I'm looking forward to the last quarter." Song Jie said excitedly.

He's a journalist, and the more exciting the game, the better and more engaging he is at writing a press release.

"There are still a lot of variables in the final quarter!" Yang Juncheng said that he was faintly worried about Kangxian No. 3 Middle School, and deep in his heart, he still tended to support Zhang Yufeng.

……

At the beginning of the fourth quarter, the two sides switched to the bench.

The performance of the substitute in Kangxian No. 3 Middle School was really unsightly, and he was beaten by Donghua Middle School in just a few rounds.

Although the substitution shooting rate of Donghua Middle School was not high, Hao Lai also scored two goals, while the substitute of Kangxian No. 3 Middle School did not hit at all and did not score a single goal.

The score was chased to only 6 points in just two minutes.

Chen Feng looked anxious, and reluctantly switched Ren Qinwei and Liu Yuan to the court, hoping that Ren Qinwei would be responsible for defending and protecting the basket, and Liu Yuan would be responsible for offense, so that the team could improve a little.

Li Jing and Zhang Yufeng's playing time had already exceeded the limit of two quarters, so Chen Feng did not dare to risk letting the two play now, and only dared to send them on the court until the final few minutes of the game.

On the field of Ren Qinwei and Liu Yuan, the situation eased slightly, and it was temporarily on par with Donghua Middle School.

As time passed, Ren Qinwei also began to feel a little tired, and he couldn't jump to the height he was satisfied with several times when he grabbed rebounds, and his legs seemed to be dragged by something, which was extremely heavy.

Chen Feng discovered his abnormality, and carried out personnel rotation, replacing him with Liu Weiqiang.

Look at the time, the game is over in 6 minutes!

"Hold on for two more minutes, hold on for two minutes!" Chen Feng's heart was anxious, he was ahead of the whole game, and if he was overtaken at the last moment, it was really a sadness of wanting to jump off the building.

On the side of Donghua Middle School, after this pause, Ding Chaowen and Ye Jun were replaced, they had rested long enough, and their physical strength was quite sufficient at the moment.

In the face of Ye Jun and Ding Chaowen's repeated attacks on the inner line, the inner line of Kangxian No. 3 Middle School was as fragile as a piece of paper, and several holes were poked out.

In just two legs, he scored two more goals and directly chased the score to only 2 points.

Ye Jun raised his head to the sky and roared angrily after scoring the goal, venting the emotions that had been pent up in his heart for a long time.

finally caught up, from 14 points to only 2 points, and only they can experience the changes in their hearts during this period.

The fans in the stadium came alive again, watching their home team get stronger and braver, and they also had the hope of winning, shouting louder and louder, as if to lift the ceiling of the stadium and let the whole school know that their team was going to turn around!

For a while, Donghua Middle School occupied the top points in terms of mood, momentum, and morale, as if they were the leading team.

On the other hand, the substitute players in Kangxian No. 3 Middle School are depressed and lack of confidence, and they still look like they are leading the team.

Chen Feng was so angry on the sidelines that he stomped his feet and gritted his teeth, hating iron but not steel! Even he couldn't figure out how the huge lead of 14 points disappeared in half a quarter.

He knew the time had come to really test him, and every decision he made in the last five minutes could affect the outcome of the game.

If you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent, and there must be no more mistakes.

Without hesitation, he called a pause, and then turned his gaze to Zhang Yufeng and Ren Qinwei, who were resting on the bench.

Zhang Yufeng and Ren Qinwei also looked at Chen Feng, with a desire for victory and high morale in their eyes.

"!" Chen Feng spit out a dirty word and said angrily, "Zhang Yufeng, Ren Qinwei, Li Jing, the three of you are on the field!" Gotta give me this game to win!!