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Sun Yi left a sentence in Durant's ear, then turned around and ran to the restricted area.

Due to the rapid decline in physical fitness in the last few minutes, Sun Yi knew that he could not show control of the game on both offensive and defensive ends as he did just now. Offensive and defensive, he had to make choices.

Glenn's accidental injury, Sun Yi, who naturally became the core of the team, enjoyed the feeling of being in control more and more in the ten minutes of the game after the role change.

The desire to control the game is also rising, and in the end, he is the same kind of person as his other idol Kobe. The more critical the moment, this kind of person only believes in himself. They will do everything possible to bring the game under their control, and it seems that this choice is a matter of course.

Sun Yi believes that Oak Hill High School, which is two points behind, will never attack in the final moments of the game, and no one can guarantee that they can throw a game-killing goal. So, they're sure to leave a little time for a second attack if they don't score.

If Durant scores this goal, he will also have time and opportunity to turn the tables. If the opponent misses the shot, then Sun Yi has to use his few physical abilities to ensure that this defensive rebound is under his control. So, he's gambling. Whether it's right or wrong, you still have a chance.

The audience craned their necks, all eyes on the ball tumbling in the air.

Anna was clutching the corner of her mother's Milena's coat on the sidelines and nervously closed her eyes......

Next to Ross and Davis, Jenny put her hands on her chest and whispered a prayer......

Sun Yi's firm eyes stared at the ball flying towards the hoop without blinking. Baby, fly a little longer.

As if hearing the boy's request, the basketball that seemed to be about to hollow into the net really hit the neck of the basket and popped out of the frame.

"Oh! Durant's shot didn't go in. Johnson's voice rang out on the TV, "Let's see which lucky guy will go to this game-deciding rebound." ”

Moments later, "Sun, the Chinese boy from Timothy High School, got this priceless defensive rebound. "Boss Wang and his troublesome son Wang Bin hugged each other excitedly like brothers." What a ball! "Well done!" "Give us Chinese face again!" “……”

The situation is a little wrong, Wang Weimin, who is Lao Tzu, reacted first. He hugged his eldest son tightly and pointed to the sofa where the two were sitting before. The ball game is not over yet, so what are you excited about.

Sun Yi, who tried his best to get stuck in the position, firmly blocked Durant, who rushed to grab the rebound, behind him. Unexpectedly, the other party's thin body strength was not small, and the huge force from his back almost made him unstable on his feet. Fortunately, that guy also looked like he was at the end of the crossbow, and after struggling for a while, the flying ball was smoothly taken into Sun Yi's arms.

Something unexpected happened suddenly, the No. 8 player of the Trojans who grabbed the defensive rebound, did not wait for the opponent's foul as a matter of course and sent himself to the free throw line. Instead, he slammed the ball on the ground, turned around and got rid of Durant behind him, and ran wildly towards the opponent's half.

Everyone showed puzzled expressions about Sun Yi's inexplicable move. Only as an opponent of Thai. Lawson was the first to react,, this guy is going to use his speed to waste valuable game time.

Time passed by second, and Sun Yi, who dribbled into the opponent's half, did not rush to score a basket. Instead, he took Lawson, who was chasing after him, and kept going around in circles.

The Warriors, who slowly reacted, finally surrounded the cunning opponent with 3.7 seconds left in the game.

Backbite! A whistle blows. Oak Hill High School fouled, and the referee walked to the technical table and motioned for Team No. 35 to pull people. With 5 fouls in his reach, the Trojans' No. 8 team made 1+1 free throws.

The rules of basketball in American high schools and colleges are somewhat different from FIBA and the NBA. One of them is that when the number of fouls reaches the free throw standard, as long as the offended player does not shoot. The former executes 1+1 free throws, and only after the first free throw is thrown, can the second free throw be continued. If the first free throw is missed, the two sides can compete for a rebound and the game resumes. FIBA and the NBA will make two free throws, regardless of whether the ball is scored or not.

The cheers of the audience almost knocked off the roof of the United Center. Coach Bo Li looked at Sun Yi, who was a little unsteady on his feet, and used the last timeout of his team very experienced. I hope that this short period of more than a minute can make my proud disciples breathe.

Taking the towel handed by his teammates, Sun Yi struggled to squeeze out a smile and thank the other party for his help. One butt sat on the bench and covered his wet hair with a towel. If you get close enough to him, you can see that the Chinese boy's legs are trembling slightly.

"Timothy High School in Chicago is now two points ahead of Oak Hill High School, a basketball powerhouse from afar, and they still have a 1+1 free throw opportunity. What are your thoughts on the eventual outcome of the game? "Ernnie. Johnson threw the conversation to the two partners after briefly briefing the crowd on the situation of the match.

"Ugh! Although the Trojans have the advantage, it still depends on the situation of this free throw. If you hit both points, then the game is over. As long as one free throw is missed, Oak Hill High School has a chance to turn the game around or tie the ......"

"I think the game is decided." Barkley directly interrupted Kenny. Smith's words, as a pair of old partners and good friends, he knows very well that Kenny and himself have the same opinion, but due to the needs of the live broadcast, he deliberately left a trace of suspense and topics for the audience. "That fellow Yao Ming will not let go of the opportunity to kill the suspense of the game."

Kenny. Smith continued to add fuel to the fire very tacitly: "Okay, then let's wait and see."

With a whistle from the referee, the game continues.

"Come on, dear!" ...... "Son, relax!" Sun Yi, who was about to enter the arena, heard the cheering voices of Anna and her mother behind him. The boy who turned around showed a sunny and confident smile. Raise your left arm and kiss lightly on that blue bracelet.

Kevin. Durant, as Oak Hill's high school hope for a comeback, was not arranged by Coach Smith to scramble for that possible defensive rebound, but went straight to the opponent's half, ready to catch and shoot at any time.

Warriors centers, Devindorf and Gooden, stood on either side of the free throw line, staring at the ball in the Chinese boy's hand. Lawson roamed around the centre circle, praying in his heart that he would be able to wait for the ball to come from his own team.

After receiving the basketball thrown by the referee, Sun Yi habitually slapped it with his right hand. Suddenly, something didn't feel right. Looking up at the auditorium, he understood what was going on.

Be quiet! It's so quiet. The United Center Arena, which had always been noisy, suddenly became audible. More than 20,000 spectators at the scene, for fear that the noisy environment would affect the attention of this oriental teenager, all tried hard not to make a single sound. If any fan accidentally makes a noise, it will attract the contemptuous eyes of the surrounding audience.

This deliberately created environment made Sun Yi a little moved. But such a suppressed feeling is not what he likes.

An unexpected scene occurred, the young man held the basketball around his waist with his left arm, and the palm of his right hand was facing up, constantly raising his arm to the spectators around the court.

Some of the fans at the scene reacted first, and the child was asking them for cheers. Wow! …… Due to the small number of people and the uneven shouting, Sun Yi sounded a little sparse. Pretending to show a dissatisfied expression, he put his right hand to his ear, meaning that if you are louder, I will not be able to hear it.

Rumble! Finally, more than 20,000 fans at the scene, led by this lovable and confident Oriental teenager, let out a deafening cheer.

"Incredible kid!" Warriors scout Harris. Moore seems to be impressed by Sun Yi's unparalleled temperament.

"Look at this free throw, it's not too late." Fellow friend Rick. Dennis had a focused look on his face.

James was in the box, watching the focal point on the court, and easily sent the red ball in his hand into the net under the tsunami of the crowd.

"Alright, guys, it's time to get high." James, who got up and was about to leave the court, said to the three friends in the room with a relaxed face.

Wade and Anthony glanced at the court with some reluctance, but still stood up resignedly.

Only Bosh was still a little unwilling to follow the game, "The game is not over yet......" When he turned his head, he found that he was the only one left in the luxurious private room. He simply sat down again, expecting a miracle that might happen.

The oriental boy on the court pulled out the ball in his hand again. This free throw, which decided the outcome of the game, plunged into the white net again without suspense under the attention of countless people.

The fans who had already begun to celebrate did not notice that Sun Yi, who scored the winning goal, did not cheer like his teammates on the bench, but quietly stayed in the front court.

Devindorf, who had lost confidence in the game, routinely stood on the baseline and prepared for the penalty. Watch as Lawson, who was still full of fighting spirit, ran towards him, ready to catch the ball and launch the final attack.

Facing the ball flying towards him, Lawson thought about how to hand over the ball to his friend Durant as soon as possible, and if it was a 3+1 game, he would still be saved. It seems that the high school days of Thai. Lawson, it's really a bit like Xiaoqiang who can't be killed.

Although the idea is very plump, the reality is full of bones. Lawson didn't wait for the flying basketball, but waited for a ghostly figure to stand in front of him.

Holy! What the hell?

Sun Yi, who had been lurking quietly next to him for a long time, had already seen through the opponent's serving intentions. At the moment when Devendorf raised his hand, he used his last bit of explosiveness to successfully intercept the pass that made the game completely lose suspense.

When the game ended, Durant, who didn't wait for basketball, had a lonely look on his face. With his hands on his hips, he looked at the oriental boy who fell to the ground because of his loss of strength, still holding the orange ball that you fought for in the game.

Ernnie. Johnson wasted no time in saying in front of the microphone: "At the end of the game, Timothy High School defeated Oak Hill High School, a famous basketball school, 84-80, and after this game, they secured their position as the No. 1 high school basketball in the United States......