Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Eve of the Great War

Between the conversations between Yang Juncheng and Song Jie, the game came to the fourth quarter, and the court also showed a one-sided situation. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the beginning of the game, No. 7 Middle School did not give Yuanyang Middle School any chance, and played a wave of small climaxes, pulling the score to more than 20!

On the bench of Yuanyang Middle School, Guo Yang and others looked sad and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and some people even shed tears.

In the face of such a huge point difference, everyone has no fighting spirit and no morale, although extremely reluctant, they have to admit that the game has entered garbage time, and this also means that their journey is over, and they want to stand on the court in Xuanyang City again, only wait for next year, and even some people will never be able to stand on this field again, so everyone is very sad.

On the side of the seventh middle school, he did not show too much joy, and it seemed that he was not surprised to win this game, but had already expected it!

Ji Fan sat on the sidelines, chatting with his teammates easily, and joking with Qin Yi from time to time, showing a charming smile.

In the stands, Zhang Yufeng was no longer in the mood to watch the game, and his mind was full of the afternoon game.

He was deeply stimulated by the powerful strength of the Seven, and his heart couldn't help but become heavy when he thought of the invisible agreement with Ji Fan.

"How do you feel?" Chen Feng looked at him and said, naturally referring to this game.

"Very strong!" Zhang Yufeng said seriously, "If there is no Ji Fan, the seventh middle school is an ordinary strong team, but as long as Ji Fan stands on the field, the entire seventh middle school has become different, everyone has become more confident, and Ji Fan can also connect the team very well, not only to create opportunities for teammates, but also to score by himself, making the defense of Yuanyang Middle School at a loss!" ”

Chen Feng nodded, "The seventh middle school is indeed very strong, and the combination of Ji Fan and Lu Shaojie is also very terrifying, and the championship team is worthy of its name." ”

"No matter how strong they are, I'm going to win, meet them, and beat them with all my might!!" Zhang Yufeng said, his tone was firm!!

Tang Zixia looked at Zhang Yufeng and couldn't help but be moved by his momentum.

Throughout the game, she has been sulking, although she is very happy to see Ji Fan's performance, but she still doesn't know why she wants to be angry, now she feels Zhang Yufeng's pride and ambition, and her mood is a little better, and she is also full of expectations for the team.

The game continued on the pitch, and even when the substitutes were playing, the crowd cheered for their school team with great enthusiasm.

The whistle finally came to the end of the game, and the score was fixed at 76:53, and the seven won the game by a huge margin of 23 points.

The audience burst into applause to celebrate the victory.

The players in the seventh middle school were very calm and returned to the locker room under the guidance of the coach.

Throughout the game, they were firmly in control!

Ji Fan played two and a half quarters, shooting 8 of 14 and 4 of 4 free throws, scoring 20 points, plus 8 assists, the highest in the game!

Lu Shaojie also played in two and a half quarters, shooting 8-of-16 and 5-of-5 free throws, scoring 21 points and grabbing 12 rebounds, also a game-high.

Terrible duo!

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The audience began to leave, Chen Feng summoned the players of Kangxian No. 3 Middle School and followed the crowd out of the gymnasium!

They didn't stop, took a taxi and left No. 7 Middle School and returned to the hotel.

Because the game doesn't start until 4 p.m., there's plenty of time to rest.

After lunch, rested for two hours, and at about two o'clock, Chen Feng took everyone to the hospital to visit Wang Xu, and then rushed to the location of the afternoon game.

It's still Tung Wah Middle School, when I set foot here again, everyone's mood is completely different, and a question lingers in my mind, this is the home stadium of Tung Wah Middle School, will the audience still support their team like they did in the first two games?

They didn't know, but deep down they didn't believe it, so everyone was prepared, not only from the field, but also from being booed by the crowd.

Entering the stadium, there were already many people, and the players from Tung Wah Middle School came to the court early for warm-up training.

The players from Kangxian No. 3 Middle School walked onto the court to warm up.

The players on both sides couldn't help but look at each other, their eyes were full of fighting spirit, and a lot of eyes were focused on Zhang Yufeng and Ye Jun.

Two first-class scorers are finally going to meet today, which is really exciting and exciting!

There were more and more spectators in the stadium, not only Donghua students, but also many students from other schools, teams, journalists, etc.

It's fair to say that the level of attention this game has never been seen in this league, and even the game in the morning of 7 is not as attractive as this game.

Time passed, and the audience gradually filled the audience.

Song Jie and Yang Juncheng also rushed to the stadium in advance.

As soon as he entered the hall, Yang Juncheng couldn't wait to look at the field, looking for that familiar face among the players of Kangxian No. 3 Middle School.

At just a glance, he saw Zhang Yufeng wearing the No. 8 jersey, and couldn't help but show a smile of surprise, "It's him, it's him, it's him!" ”

"Who is it? Who is it? Who the hell is it? Song Jie's face was confused, and he didn't know why Yang Jun was suddenly so excited.

"That number eight! It must be Zhang Yufeng! Yang Juncheng pointed and said.

"You know?" Song Jie was even more strange.

"There was a one-sided relationship! It can be regarded as a meeting in the water. Yang Juncheng said, thinking of the scene of last night.

"Oh!" Song Jie suddenly said, "Yes, it is Zhang Yufeng who wears the No. 8 jersey, you can't be wrong." ”

"Number 8!" Yang Juncheng muttered, showing a hint of a smile, "What a fanatical Komi!" ”

Because Song Jie wanted to take a photo, the two sat in a very high position.

On the court, Zhang Yufeng was concentrating on training, and suddenly a crisp and sweet voice sounded, "Zhang Yufeng, look here." ”

He turned around and saw Qin Yi smiling at him in front of the stands.

His teammates also turned to look at Qin Yi when they heard the voice, all waiting for their eyes, their faces full of obsession.

Tang Zixia sat on the coach's seat, and when she saw that it was the girl next to Ji Fan, her face darkened.

"Qin Yi? What are you doing here? Zhang Yufeng was quite surprised, a little surprised, and then thought of something, and looked at the person next to her.

"Don't look for it, Ji Fan didn't come." Qin Yi said loudly, holding on to the railing with both hands, looking very bold.

"Oh!" Zhang Yufeng nodded, his mood was a little complicated, both a little relieved and a little lost.

"Ji Fan asked me to tell you, let you play hard, he is waiting for you in the final." Qin Yi said.

"He hasn't even made it to the finals yet? How are you waiting for me in the finals? Zhang Yufeng said with a smile.

"Cut!" Qin Yi pouted, "It's not a matter of time before it happens!" ”

"That's it! I'm going to the game. Zhang Yufeng said, having heard Chen Feng's call.

"I'll cheer you on!" Qin Yi raised his hand and shouted loudly.

Zhang Yufeng turned his head, showed a bright smile, and then ran to the coach's seat.

The players gathered together, and Chen Feng made the final deployment!