Swish~

The smile on Bi Sheng's face gradually froze, and then became sluggish and painful.

"Feel is my most important partner, how can I say that I will lose it." Fu Di was looking at Bi Sheng with cold eyes, and his goal was just as cold and non-existent (qíng) as his eyes.

"Great!" Mu Chenfeng looked at Fu Di with a surprised look, "This time I really overcame it." ”

"What are you doing, I wanted to brush up on a few more rebounds, but I didn't give it a chance at all." Chen Xin, who has always been taciturn, has become more talkative at this moment.

Fu Di's resurgence has given Sanzhong more offensive possibilities in the game, and he can pull the defense very far away to create offensive space for his teammates.

Fu Di is a typical spatial three-point (shè) hand.

There are five positions on the field, ten players, and the third middle school has an advantage in any group of counterparts, Mu Chenfeng and Qiu Fei's counterpoints are equal, but the other positions can be said to be a complete victory.

Sun Jiawei rarely had a bright performance in the whole game, as one of the cores of the attached middle school, he only handed over 9 points, 3 rebounds and 2 assists, which is obviously not beautiful enough on the stage of the semifinals.

The performance of the players in the third middle school is not eye-catching, but the emphasis is on balance, all the players perform their duties, and they will never shoot if they have no good opportunities.

Fu Di rested for most of the half, but his 16 points were the most in the team of the three.

A total of 5 players in the 3rd middle school team scored double-doubles, while only 3 people in the attached middle school scored double-doubles.

The three middle schools with full firepower are like a bamboo, blooming at more points, and opening up the gap in an all-round way.

The game time is getting less and less, and the point difference is getting bigger and bigger.

Attached, the general trend has gone.

Qiu Fei was the last soldier of the attached middle school, and the huge score difference made everyone in the attached middle school feel desperate, but Qiu Fei spared no effort to complete every attack.

Each of his impacts is met with at least two people.

His shots are defended every time.

His passing is like a dog (ròu) bun, there is no return, and his teammates make a shot and then there is no follow-up.

But he was still fighting until the last moment.

With a long whistle, the game ended, and Qiu Fei finally couldn't hold on and collapsed to the ground.

Not far away is the celebration of the three middle forgets (qíng).

This is the first time in the history of the third middle school to reach the finals, and the third middle school is very excited.

The attached middle school has experienced the gap from heaven to hell, and they are obviously only a few seconds away from the final, but now the results are very different.

Qiu Fei cried, this was the second time he missed the championship in half a year, which made him, who was accustomed to glory and brilliance, feel like ashes.

The history of the attached high school is extremely brilliant, and Qiu Fei's resume is equally colorful, but he has not been able to withstand the challenges of newcomers and has been defeated again and again.

The two youngsters who beat him in succession will meet in the final.

"Great, brother!" Su Mengyao rushed into the room and hugged Su Miao, happy like a child who had not grown up, with happy tears flowing down her cheeks.

Fang Tianzheng looked at the excited team members with a look of relief.

"Good job." (shēn) and then came an old voice.

Fang Tian was turning (shēn) and stepped forward, "Reber, why are you here?" ”

"This is a glorious moment for the third middle school, of course I am coming." Raebo Road.

"Haven't you won the championship yet?" Fang Tianzheng said modestly.

"I think this group of boys, it's only a matter of time before they win the championship." Reber looked at the immature faces kindly, full of hope.

"Congratulations." Qiu Fei calmed down his sad (qíng) and stepped forward to congratulate.

"Thank you." Mu Chenfeng responded.

"Come on in the final, count my share, I have no chance of revenge, so please leave it to you." Qiu Fei looked at Zhan Yang in the stands and the Beihu team members behind him (shēn) and said.

"I don't need to say that I'll beat him too!"

At the end of the game, the spectators took a stand, and the two teams that were the two teams of the game had a lot to say after the game, so they stayed in the field.

Fang Tianzheng and Gong Xun, the two old rivals, finally decided the winner today.

"Congratulations, you have such a good group of players under your hands." Gong Xun opened his mouth to congratulate.

"You too, only mine is better." Fang Tianzheng said with a smile.

"It should be said that ginger is still old and spicy." Gong Xun quipped.

"You look older than I am." Fang Tianzheng countered.

"It's over, is it necessary for us to be so-for-tat?"

"Or else?"

Gong Xun took the initiative to open his arms, "Hold one." ”

Damn, "You're not disgusting." Fang Tianzheng suddenly had goosebumps to the ground, "Roll the calf." ”

"Then it's okay to shake hands." Gong Xun changed to shake hands this time and stretched out his hand.

After the heavy blow of "hugging one" just now, Fang Tianzheng almost didn't make a psychological (yīn) shadow, I don't know when this guy became gay, but he doesn't know.

Fang Tianzheng timidly stretched out his hand, but was grabbed by Gong Xun, and with a force of his arm, he pulled him into his arms and hugged him, and before Fang Tianzheng could react, he let go.

"It's up to you in the final." Gong Xun finally said.

Raiber on the side almost didn't fall out of his dentures with a smile, "You two living treasures." ”

No. 3 Middle School became the second team to advance to the finals, which surprised everyone, and the outside world was more optimistic that Beihu and the High School would meet again in the finals, but the No. 3 Middle School replaced the position of the High School with a stunning performance.

Everyone packed up and prepared to go home, rest and recuperate for the Winter Cup final in a week's time.

"Mu Chenfeng!" Xu Kai stopped him from behind (shēn).

As soon as Mu Chenfeng turned around, he was frightened by the scene in front of him, Zhang Jianing, Liu Tianyu, Beihu Trident, the Xue brothers, including Qiu Fei and Sun Jiawei, who had just finished the game, the aces of each team gathered together, star-studded.

Mu Chenfeng was sure in his heart that there must be something wrong with these people getting together, "What's wrong?" ”

"The people from the South Side just came." Xu Kai said.

"People from the Southern Side?" Mu Chenfeng was a little confused when he heard it.

"That's right, it's the national team of the Southern District." Zhang Jianing explained, "The Winter Cup in the South Region is over, and their representatives have just appeared in this arena, and you are playing at the time, so you didn't notice. ”

"What do the people of the Southern District have to do with us?" Mu Chenfeng wondered.

"The people in the South Side look down on us, so we're going to put together a team and play against the people in the South Side."

When Mu Chenfeng heard this, he immediately became energetic, "When is the competition?" ”

"The day after tomorrow, at 9:00, we can just take advantage of tomorrow to run in."

"The day after tomorrow, the final is a week later......" Mu Chenfeng muttered quietly, calculating the time of the game in his heart.

"Don't be a mother-in-law, you're not the only one participating in the finals." Seeing Mu Chenfeng's hesitation, Zhan Yang stood up by himself, "I was also there at the time, and I knew what was happening at that time. ”。

Mu Chenfeng could guess from everyone's serious expressions (qíng) that these people were not willful people, and they would gather together unless they couldn't bear it.

"Okay, I'll agree." Mu Chenfeng nodded and accepted the invitation to form a team, "It's just the right time to understand the strength of the Southern District." ”

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