Longteng High School attacked, Ye Jun ran to the front court after receiving the ball, and Zhang Yufeng defended desperately. 【Fengyun Reading Network. 】

4、3、2….

Time is getting less and less, and Ye Jun has no choice but to throw the basketball high into the sky on the halfcourt line, and it is fateful whether he can enter or not.

At the same time as he made his shot, the referee's whistle sounded.

Everyone stared intently at the basketball flying in the air, and it felt like this moment was unusually long.

"Bell!" The basketball hits the hoop with a crisp sound.

"Whew!" Everyone sighed after exclaiming, and was surprised that Ye Jun was able to shoot the ball from the midfield to the basket, and sighed that the ball was only a little bit close to going in, which was a pity.

Zhang Yufeng was also shocked into a cold sweat, and patted his chest in fear, if this goal was scored, it would be too big a blow to the team.

Ye Jun shook his head helplessly and walked towards the team's bench. Although it is a pity, I don't feel sorry for it, he is not good at shooting threes, and it is difficult to score goals when he shoots from a long distance in such an urgent situation.

"Wonderful, wonderful, this ball is really wonderful." Song Jie fiddled with the camera and sighed again and again, "69:69 draw, now that the two sides are back on the same running line, the fourth quarter will be the time to really decide the winner." ”

"Hmm!" Yang Juncheng nodded, "This Zhang Yufeng is really powerful." ”

"Cut, I was still picking fault with him just now, and now I'm praising it?" Song Jie said, "That's for sure, I'm afraid there are no fewer points in the third quarter, if I remember well, it seems that my teammates scored two goals in the whole quarter, and the rest of the points were scored by Zhang Yufeng." ”

"He's great at scoring, but what's even more amazing is the way he scores, which is comparable to that of a professional player." Yang Juncheng sighed, with a hint of horror in his eyes, "Take his last ball as an example, the timing of his breakthrough to the inside jump is the same as the No. 5 center of Longteng High School, the two of them jumped at the same time, but the No. 5 has fallen to the ground, but Zhang Yufeng is still in the air, and he threw the basketball out, which shows that his perverted ability to stay in the air and the soft feel of shooting, as well as the control of the strength of the whole body, can be said to have reached the extreme!" ”

"And the two three-pointers in the second half, one is to create an opportunity for himself, and the other is a pull-up shot between the runs, which is enough to show his excellent feeling for basketball and the basket." He continued, the more he spoke, the more happy he became, and he was secretly glad that he was right to come back this time.

"I've already taken that ball." Song Jie smiled proudly, looking at the moment when Zhang Yufeng just twisted his body and confronted Zhang Ze on the camera, he couldn't help but say happily, "What a handsome word?" Today's headlines are back. ”

"Huh!" Yang Juncheng said with a smile, "You, three sentences are inseparable from the words related to the report, it is really a line to say a line." ”

"Don't you be the same, for so many years, whenever you meet, you always talk about basketball and tactics." Song Jie said, there was no meaning of bickering, but there was a little more warm atmosphere.

Yang Juncheng shrugged his shoulders and stopped talking, basketball was already a part of his life, how could he leave it.

"Hey, which team you said had a better chance of winning in the fourth quarter, you professional will analyze it." Song Jie said suddenly.

Yang Juncheng was silent for a moment, and said seriously: "Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School." ”

"Why?"

"Feel!"

"Talking nonsense, I still feel this way!" Song Jie frowned and said.

"Whether it is in the lineup or the coach, Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School has an advantage, especially in the position of coach, I believe in the wisdom of Mr. Wei Guoming." Yang Juncheng said, looking at Wei Guoming, who was sitting calmly in the coach's seat, with a hidden expectation in his heart.

"Yes!" Song Jie said, "In the third quarter, Du Kuan, the main center of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School, did not play, and the two sides were tied, if the lineup of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School was complete in the fourth quarter, with Du Kuanzhen guarding the basket, it would be difficult for Ye Jun to break through and score, and the hope of winning Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School would be great." ”

"The fourth quarter begins." Yang Juncheng's eyes froze, and his mind began to guess the next trend of this game.

On the field, the players appeared again, but they were all substitutes, both sides were in high spirits, high morale, neither side was ahead, no one was behind, the two sides were on a starting line, who was afraid of whom!

Although they are at the same starting line, they are all different, in terms of physical exertion, foul counts, etc., and these differences are the uncertainties of this fourth quarter, and it is very likely that one of them can determine the direction of this game.

Of course, players who concentrate on playing on the court don't think about these issues, they need to think about the coach sitting in the dugout, and they need to find a way to beat their opponents from these differences and problems!

Wei Guoming's expression was calm, his eyes were squinting, looking at the athletes on the court, but his mind was thinking rapidly.

"Toot!" As soon as the whistle blew, the game resumed, with Longteng High School taking the lead in attacking.

The substitute lineup of both sides has four firepower, and the scramble is also extremely fierce, at this time, no one is retaining, they are all using their strength to eat, and they do not let the opponent do anything.

When the intensity of the confrontation came up, it was difficult to ensure the stability of the shot, and the two sides did not score for several rounds in a row, and there was only a "clang, clang" sound in the arena.

The clock ticked by, and for the entire two minutes, neither team scored a goal.

Although there are no points, the audience is not bored, and they still watch intently, and every shot touches their hearts.

Anyone who knows a little about penalty kicks understands that at this moment, whichever team can score first to break the deadlock will gain a psychological advantage and have a greater chance of winning.

Who will break the deadlock?

The audience was thinking, expecting, waiting for that player to appear.

Not only the audience is anxious, but the players on the court are also becoming more and more anxious.

Guo Yanbing was holding the basketball in his hand, his mind was spinning rapidly, and he desperately hoped that this attack could be converted into a score.

Suddenly, he saw a figure moving quickly towards the basket, and unexpectedly shook off the defender and got the opportunity to open the spot.

His eyes were straight into him, and without any hesitation, he passed the basketball with one blow.

However, his intentions were too obvious, and the players defending him were already ready, only to see him rush out like a tiger as soon as he came out, directly breaking the ball, and then attacking quickly.

"Not good!" Guo Yanbing's face changed, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he turned around and ran desperately towards the backfield, feeling regretful in his heart.

The player ran wildly all the way, slowed down after arriving at the penalty area, and faced Guo Yanbing's pursuit, did not panic, and made the basketball steadily!

71:69！ After nearly three minutes of iron fighting, Longteng High School scored first!!

ps: First update

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