All Rao's eyes were focused on Feng Chuang's (shēn).

"I'll come back on his own." Fang Zheng stepped forward, took his jersey in both hands, and handed it to him.

After what happened just now (qíng), Feng Chuang already understood why Fang Zheng chose Li Yao instead of himself, and felt that it was the right choice to let Li Yao play.

And now is when the team needs him, so he's back.

Feng Chuang took his jersey, his eyes were fixed for a long time, he dreamed of wearing this jersey to stand on the stage of the finals, and now the opportunity has finally come, although it is late, but it is not in vain.

"It's still happening, hurry up and put it on." There was not much time left, so Su Miao urged.

Feng Chuang hurriedly put the jersey (tào) on his own (shēn) and returned to the court instead of Li Yao, but he had long lost his previous blood and strength, and he had already seen the intensity of this game in the audience, which he couldn't reach, and now his appearance made him even more bottomless, and it was very reluctant to keep up with the rhythm, let alone play a role, or in the fourth quarter, such a critical moment.

"Relax." Su Miao came over and pressed lightly on Feng Chuang's shoulder, his (shēn) was very stiff, and he was trembling slightly from nervousness.

"Hmm." Feng Chuang was so nervous that he could only barely make a one-word response, and he even had a strong resistance in his heart the moment his foot stepped into the court.

"To be able to send you on the field in this situation shows that the coach trusts you, don't be nervous, let go, and we are here." Mu Chenfeng and other teammates also cheered for Feng Chuang, which brought a great boost to Feng Chuang's self-confidence, and he finally had the courage to step on the venue for the finals.

I have to, Mu Chenfeng's brainwashing skills are still very good (tào), and he successfully brainwashed Feng Chuang.

The game restarted, Beihu still maintained the full lineup, and the third middle school only made minor adjustments to the lineup, and replaced it with a new face, a nervous face.

"That's funny, isn't it?" Feng Chuang's "Changdang" debut caused a ridicule from the audience, his performance was too restrained, very unnatural, and he obviously couldn't keep up with the rhythm in terms of running or reaction.

"This is a critical moment, is the third middle school going to give up the game?" Even the on-site Xie Bu (jìn) teased Feng Chuang, and the tense atmosphere instantly became relaxed and happy in laughter.

"Leave them alone, focus on the game." Su Miao reminded.

Feng Chuang settled down, trying not to care about the sidelines.

As soon as Beihu saw Feng Chuang on the field, he passed the ball to Xiao Zijian, who was opposite him, Xiao Zijian is the player with the lowest offensive ability among the Beihu players, and his characteristics are more in the organization, but Beihu handed the ball to him after Feng Chuang came on the court, which shows how confident Beihu is in this matchup.

Xiao Zijian directly put on an offensive posture when he got the ball, and he also showed a very proud smile, "I really didn't expect a player like you to appear on the stage of the finals, it's not too easy to deal with you." ”

Xiao Zijian shook weakly, Feng Chuang immediately shook it, he was so nervous that he would be easily deceived.

"That's it?" Xiao Zijian shook his head disdainfully, and then shook again, this time Feng Chuang didn't move, but this time it was a genuine breakthrough, so Feng Chao was passed like a stake, and after breaking into the (jìn) area, Xiao Zijian attracted the defense to directly distribute the ball to Xiang Shang on the bottom line, Xiang Shang opened his hand and threw it, decisively ordering Zheng

"Feng Chuang really can't play in the finals, even a player like Xiao Zijian can pass him casually." Ye Lin sat on the bench and shook his head gently, if he could play, the goal just now would never have been scored.

"Give him a little more time to get used to it." Fang Zheng was very tolerant, he (yǔn) allowed the players to make mistakes on the field and gave them the opportunity to correct themselves.

After being easily passed, Feng Chuang was hit with a strong blow in his heart, so much so that he was also ridiculed by his opponent on the offensive end.

"I'm guessing you're just playing to buy some rest time for the rest of your teammates, and when they're done, you're going to be replaced, right?" Don't look at Xiao Zijian's ball skills, but his ball quotient is quite high, he can see the opponent's weaknesses at a glance, and then tear it apart.

Feng Chuang didn't respond, just did his job seriously and ran the position.

"It's tiring to run around like this, I bet your teammates won't pass the ball to you." Xiao Zijian continued to sarcastically say that Feng Chuang finally calmed himself down a little, but he was teased again.

Syllable!

The basketball bounced off the ground and fell into Feng Chao's hands.

"You've been running with you." Mu Chenfeng looked at Xiao Zijian with cold eyes, "Our teammates, every one of them is very reliable. ”

The word reliable has always been used to describe Bei Rao, and Feng Chao could never have imagined that such a powerful word would fall on his own (shēn).

"Hmph, even if you give him the ball, will he have the courage to make a move?" Xiao Zijian continued.

"Of course." Mu Chenfeng rushed to the (jìn) zone card slot as he could, "Because we will escort him." ”

I don't know when, the players of the third middle school have grabbed a favorable position to grab rebounds.

The core of the "you ......" team will rest assured (shēn) Duan to grab the rebound for himself, and suddenly the tension (dàng) surrounding Feng Chuang will disappear, and at this time he only has the basket in his eyes.

Feng Chuang's eyes were like torches, aiming at the basket.

"Cast it, let you go."

Feng Chuang did not hesitate, the movements of the shot were standard and smooth, and the basketball danced a beautiful dance in the air.

Swish~

The most beautiful sounds rang out on the pitch.

"Unexpectedly...... Entered! Xiao Zijian looked at the basket and was stunned for a long time, "How could he enter?" ”

"That's right, I'm also a member of the three, and we want to win this game!" The success of the first shot allowed Feng Chuang to integrate into the game, and the tension (dàng) was gone, and even the speed and reaction of the return defense were improved a lot.

"No. 3 Middle School is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon." In the stands, Jing Fang couldn't help but sigh that if the third middle school finally became the winner of this game, every member of their team must be taken seriously.

got rid of the nervousness, Feng Chuang became more active even when defending, and the defensive end saw the right time to attack, stealing Zhan Yang's pass to Xiao Zijian.

After the steal was completed, Feng Chuang took advantage of the situation and directly went to the fast attack, Mu Chenfeng and Fu Di followed, and Feng Chuang formed a three-arrow offensive lineup, the two pulled the defenders to the bottom corners of both sides, and Feng Chuang made the axis in the middle.

"Whom?" Xiao Zijian, who came back from chasing the defense, locked the position of Mu Chenfeng and Fu Di, and the possibility of passing to Mu Chenfeng (xìng) was greater in comparison, so Xiao Zijian biased the end of the defense to Mu Chenfeng's side.

However, Feng Chuang did not pass the ball, but chose to shoot by himself, the top arc three-point line, Feng Chuang pulled out his hand, and it was that beautiful sound again, but two points became three points.

The third middle school once again widened the point difference, and Beihu fell into a backward situation.

In the subsequent offensive round, Zhan Yang led the team to catch up with the score and played a beautiful scene, but the third middle school was not to be outdone, and Mu Chenfeng was always able to use his personal ability to respond when chasing points in Beihu.

As he said to his teammates before the game, you are responsible for opening up the difference, and I am responsible for maintaining the difference.

In fact, it is much more difficult to maintain the score difference than to widen it.

The gap of 5 points was maintained until the last three minutes of the game, and the backward Beihu made a lot of efforts in the chasing stage, but the score difference could not be reduced, Mu Chenfeng used a Rao force to resist the counterattack of a whole team of Beihu, and scored 15:15.

"This Mu Chenfeng has to focus on it." Jing Fang said to his teammates, his abilities are far more terrifying than we seem.

This is already the fourth quarter of the game, and Mu Chenfeng was able to burst out with such amazing combat effectiveness, he has scored 42 points in this game, which is just half of the team's score.

"What is Zhan Yang thinking here?" In front of the TV, a middle-aged man angrily pinched the cigar in his hand in half, his eyes were full of anger, "I pressed 100." ”

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhao, Beihu can't lose this game." Next to him, another man was leisurely sipping coffee, and the qíng (expression) was calm.

"Why are you so sure?" The surnamed Zhao asked.

The man smiled slightly, "Because I also pressed 100, I must lose in the third middle school." ”

Honk~

The referee raised his hand high above his head and blew the whistle in front of (xiōng), which was a sudden whistle that made everyone feel inexplicable, and there was no excessive physical contact between the two sides on the scene, but the referee sounded the whistle.

"White Team No. 15, offensive foul!" The foul was blown on Chen Xin's (shēn).

Chen Xin was stunned, and Sun Nan, who was on the opposite footing, was also stunned, this whistle was simply unreasonable, the two of them were in a very normal position on the inside, and there was no foul at all.

"I foul?" Chen Xin pointed his finger at himself in surprise and confirmed to the referee that the referee did make a gesture of "15" in the air.

This is Chen Xin's fourth foul, if he commits it again, he will be sent off, for the team's victory, Chen Xin can only eat coptis dumbly, if he is blown for another foul at this time, the third middle school will become very passive.

"That big guy is so calm." The man in front of the screen sneered.

"I used such a depraved method." The man surnamed Zhao sarcastically said, "How much money was spent?" ”

"Use 10 for 100, such a transaction will not be profitable." The man laughed, "Just put your heart in your stomach." ”

"You're so confident?"

"Of course, I don't have any risk in making an investment."

Three referees gave the same decision almost at the same time, and this book (shēn) is a good thing to do.

"Did you just get the ball and foul it?" Liu Yu looked puzzled, and bluntly said that he didn't understand.

"There's a problem." Zhang Jianing just replied coldly, "If one referee blows a foul, there is something to forgive, but if three referees blow fouls at the same time from different angles, there will be a problem." ”

"Are you ......" Liu Yu tried hard not to think about it, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he felt.

"The referee was bought." Zhang Jianing said without hesitation.

"They're going to blow the key players in the third middle school in the last three minutes of the game, which is not cheap at all, and they only buy five whistles out of 10." The man said in a joking tone.

"That is, there are still 4 voices."

"Four is enough." There are only two minutes left in the game, and the pace of the game is progressive, and the confrontation is fierce, at this time you can "very reasonable" blow the whistle without being detected by others.

Honk~

The whistle blew again, this time on Fu Di's shēn, and the referee blew that he had already walked before he made the shot, so the three-point goal was also ruled invalid.

This whistle sounded as inexplicable as Chen Xin's, but the members of the third squadron still chose to tolerate it and did not be carried away by their cool heads.

Then the third and fourth whistles sounded one after another, and Beihu also used these four whistles to chase the score to only one point.

"This whistle is too dense." The unclear (qíng) situation of the southern district team complained, "It's only been two minutes and I've already blown four whistles." ”

"Moreover, these four whistles were all blown on the (shēn) of the neighboring three middle schools without exception." Li Long also noticed that the referee's whistle was a little biased, the confrontation was on both sides, and there could not only be three fouls, and the actions of the North Lake players seemed to be much bigger than those of the three middle school players.

"There's one point left, there's one minute left in the game." Zhan Yang held the ball and froze in place.

"Captain, are you alright?" Wu Di stepped forward and asked.

Zhan Yang came to his senses, "It's okay." It's okay on his lips, he already has the answer in his heart, the referee's whistle is obviously biased towards Beihu, and it is extremely biased.

"Come on Zhanyang, hurry up and make my wallet bulge." The man in front of the screen couldn't wait to see the results, and although 100 was nothing in his eyes, the premonition still made his heart flutter.

The man surnamed Zhao on the side was much calmer, his eyes were glued to the screen, and a close-up of Zhan Yang was playing on the screen, and there was not only a trace of doubt in his eyes, "Is this guy reliable?" ”

"Of course, there is no stronger player than him." The man responded cheerfully.

"I'm him or not." The man said coldly, "I always feel as if he sees something." ”

"How is it possible, my arrangement is seamless." The man said confidently.

Zhan Yang didn't choose to attack for a long time, but stepped on the 8-second time limit to dribble the ball through the half, for Beihu, who was still behind in the score, time is undoubtedly the most precious thing, and it is passing from Zhan Yang's hands little by little.

Mu Chenfeng and Zhan Yang were opposed, and their attention was all on basketball.

"Don't be so nervous, it's over." The road of the battle ocean without a table (qíng).

"It's not over yet, it's not over before the whistle blows." Mu Chenfeng responded.

"You should have seen that there was something wrong with the referee's whistle." Zhan Yang said, "Someone is in control of this game, if nothing else, it is pressure us to win." ”

"So what?" Mu Chenfeng asked.

"It's not uncommon for me to win like this." Zhan Yang's tone was mixed with a little anger, "What a good game, it was ruined by that group of guys like this." Zhan Yang wanted to compete with Mu Chenfeng at the last moment of the game, but he saw the referee's black whistle, which made him completely lose the ** to continue the game.

He's going to run out of game time.

Honk~

When the 24 seconds were about to expire, the referee blew the last whistle, and this time the foul was given to Chen Xin again.

Chen Xin, five offenders left the scene.

The ball still belongs to North Lake, and as long as they score the last offensive whistle, the golden rain will fall for North Lake.

But Zhan Yang still gave up, and time passed little by little in Zhan Yang's waiting.

Rumble! With a loud bang, the TV screen was kicked to pieces.

A long whistle sounded~~~ The game was over, and finally the third middle school defeated Beihu 97:96 to win the Winter Cup championship and also get the ticket to the national competition.

At the end of the game, the eight orbs hanging from the roof split apart, and golden fragments descended and floated all over the field.

This golden rain ultimately belongs to Sanzheng