Maybe it was the sudden loud shout, the huge sound wave, Yan Yufeng, who had fallen into a semi-coma, suddenly moved, and Sun Ming, who had been paying close attention, suddenly sensed it.

"Bed bugs, bed bugs, wake up!" Sun Ming shouted.

A lot of past events, many familiar faces began to flash in Yan Yufeng's mind frame by frame like a slideshow, so clear, so certain.

"Bug, what do you think we're playing for?

"Why do you want to do what? It's fun to play! ”

"You are now the number one in the city, have you thought about the future?"

"Later? No! I just want to play! ”

"Have you ever lost?"

"I've lost, so, I hate losing!"

"Why go to the United States?"

"Because, I want to play stronger!"

"Do you regret it? If you don't play, you won't get hurt, and you won't be disabled in the future! ”

"I regret it, but I'm more afraid of the future where I don't have the ball to play!"

"Why are you so strong?"

"Because I'm so strong!"

"My name is Yan Yufeng, the color of Yan, the rain of the rainstorm, the peak of the mountain!"

Suddenly, Yan Yufeng slowly opened his eyes, and there was a white glow in front of him, he rolled his eyes and blinked, but it was still the same, so he moved his hand and lifted it halfway, but suddenly felt that his eyes were bright.

Sun Ming opened the towel and saw Yan Yufeng, who was pale, and the latter also saw him.

The two looked at each other, and when they saw the jersey Sun Ming was wearing, Yan Yufeng's loose eyes began to condense.

Yan Yufeng finally remembered what happened before he fell unconscious.

"What's the score!" Yan Yufeng struggled to sit up.

"We're tied!" Sun Ming began to shout.

Shaking his head, Yan Yufeng was still in semi-chaos, he looked around blankly, blurred, ringing in his ears, and when he heard Sun Ming's answer, he was stunned.

"Turns out, the game isn't over yet......!"

"Help me up!" Yan Yufeng struggled to prop up the chair, and Sun Ming hurriedly went to help.

"Don't move!" Shang Lin didn't know when, he stood in front of Yan Yufeng and shouted loudly.

"Coach!" Yan Yufeng decided what to do, so that he could see who it was.

Looking at Yan Yufeng's state, Shang Lin made up his mind.

"The only thing you have to do now is sit here and watch the game!" Shang Lin's tone was resolute.

Yan Yufeng blinked, looking at the court, a wave of nausea suddenly surged to his throat, and he couldn't help covering his mouth and bending over.

Sun Ming was at a loss, but Shang Lin was well-informed, squatted down, handed over the towel with him, and said, "If you want to vomit, you can vomit this, and if you vomit, it will be comfortable!" ”

Yan Yufeng retched a few times, because he didn't eat at noon, his stomach was empty, and he only spit out a few mouthfuls of bitter water, Shang Lin was not too dirty, folded the towel, handed over the bottle of water, and said to Sun Ming: "Take good care of him!" ”

The tense moment now could not be distracted by his energy and time, turned around, and once again set his eyes on the court.

Everyone else has been paying attention to the court nervously, except for Sun Ming, no one has noticed Yan Yufeng's awakening again.

"Tell me about the situation!" After vomiting, Yan Yufeng obviously felt a little more conscious, and asked Sun Ming.

Sun Ming explained: "Tsinghua High School voted three times, Changfeng turned around and chased a three-pointer, and now we are tied!" 66 draws, with the last thirty-eight seconds left! ”

"38 seconds?" Yan Yufeng said.

"Attacking over there now?" Immediately, Yan Yufeng asked anxiously.

The sound of the stadium began to rise wave after wave, and Sun Ming was afraid that Yan Yufeng would not hear it, so he shouted in his ear: "Tsinghua High School!" ”

Before his words could be heard, a cheer rang out from the south stand.

Then, Yan Yufeng heard Shang Lin shouting angrily: "Call a pause, hurry, call a pause!" ”

Wang Xuechao ran quickly to the technical table, making a gesture to ask for a pause while running, in fact, at this time, the technical table is to pay attention to the coaches of both sides at any time, Wang Xuechao has not yet run to the front, the technical table pressed the pause button, the bell rang, and the players on both sides of the court walked to their respective benches.

On the side of Tsinghua High School, he was elated, and the whole team was full of excitement, just now, Xu Sheng was not affected by Ye Changfeng's three points in front of him, but turned around and hit Ye Changfeng with a long-distance two-point emergency stop jump shot.

This is the counterattack of Tsinghua High School, which made Beiyang completely stunned, and thought it would be a positional battle that would be full of offensive time, but he didn't expect that the star of Tsinghua High School, Xu Sheng, suddenly changed a person after the head coach left, from not attacking to attacking to attacking.

Xu Sheng's change also instantly increased the attack power of Tsinghua High School by a large margin.

As attackers, not only Xu Sheng, Yang Yu, and Wang Tao are all first-class good players, when these three people wander on the outside, the pressure on Beiyang can be imagined.

Especially when Tsinghua High School took the initiative to speed up, changed the previous steady positional warfare, and made unreasonable shots, it put more pressure on Beiyang's defense.

Xu Sheng shot several times in a row, feeling hot, the more he hit, the more fierce he played, the faster he played, and his own night Changfeng's individual defensive ability belonged to the middle grade, and he was even more embarrassed in the face of Xu Sheng, who was full of talent and height, and was extremely confident.

Moreover, the reason for speeding up is nothing more than seeing that Beiyang's offense is weak now, and there is no stable attack point, Xu Sheng is betting that it is impossible for Changfeng to continue to score, but he can!

I scored, and now if you can't score points, this situation will collapse directly in an instant.

Shang Lin can see the IQ of such a duel, and many people in the industry present are also aware of it.

Therefore, when Shang Lin took the initiative to call a timeout, all the people who cared about and supported Beiyang were also a little relieved, looking forward to the head coach of Beiyang coming back to life and rejuvenating to change Beiyang's predicament at the moment.

Just when everyone's eyes were once again focused on Beiyang's bench, everyone was surprised to find that Yan Yufeng had actually woken up.

Lu Di couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, stood up, and shouted to Yan Yufeng not far below: "Hey, boy! ”

Yan Yufeng turned his head, saw Lu Di clearly, and smiled, but his pale face still made Lu Di, who was surprised, suddenly freeze his face.

Not only Lu Di, but many people gave Yan Yufeng a close-up through the camera that came in, announcing his true state at this time in the eyes of everyone.

There is no blood-colored face, the bloody mouth on the forehead and eyebrows is cracked, and the psychology is slightly fragile, so he doesn't dare to look at it directly.

Yan Yufeng ignored everyone's gaze, just looked at Shang Lin, and said, "Coach, I want to play!" ”

A bright light flashed in Shang Lin's eyes, the strategy of Tsinghua High School, he understood it in seconds, but he didn't have the cards to deal with it, originally this pause, what he had to do was to step up the defense of Xu Sheng's bag and give up one of Yang Yu and Wang Tao, this is a gambling behavior, but it is indeed the most suitable way at present.

When he saw Yan Yufeng standing in front of him for the first time, that kind of ecstasy almost made the calm Shang Lin almost lose control, but immediately, Yan Yufeng's face cooled down Shang Lin's mood.

In this state, changing the face of Yufeng is even more of a gamble.

But Yan Yufeng's next sentence made Shang Lin stunned.

"I can do it!" Yan Yufeng looked at everyone, not only in front of the head coach, but also his teammates and his brothers.

Shang Lin opened his mouth, but couldn't find the excuse to refuse.

"I can do it!" Yan Yufeng said again, he stood up straight, if he just felt like a dying sick tiger, then at this moment, it was more like a tiger king who was seriously injured in the head, but completely furious.

"This responsibility, only I can resist, no matter whether I win or lose, only I can carry it, and only I can carry it!" Yan Yufeng said firmly.

Shang Lin shook his head and wanted to speak, but was interrupted again by Yan Yufeng.

Yan Yufeng suddenly hugged Shang Lin, leaned to his earlobe, and said softly: "Coach, don't say it!" The future life is still very long, and no matter who comes to make a move, it may cause the possibility of irreparable in the future. ”

"And I'm the only one who believes I won't be defeated! Whatever the outcome, it will only make me stronger and stronger! ”

Standing up straight again, Yan Yufeng looked at Shang Lin.

The two looked at each other, and at this moment, it was as if time had stopped, frozen.

"Bandage his wounds!" Shang Lin finally understood Yan Yufeng's hard work.

He couldn't refuse, just as Yan Yufeng saw through, at this time, who would vote?

Long wind in the night?

If he doesn't make it, the impact will directly affect his career in the future.

Everyone else will slowly fall silent and become an ordinary person, who will bear everyone's regrets?

Who can shoulder it? Who can resist spiritual self-remorse?

He's just a coach, not a player, he can't play, so what can he do at this time?

This is the case with basketball, no matter how versatile the head coach is, at a critical juncture, he can only rely on strong players to complete the final step.

Yan Yufeng!

Attaboy!

At this moment, Shang Lin was really completely conquered by his own disciples.

What do you mean by who else is me?

This is not the spirit of a king, this is more precious and convincing than this.

Gao Yuan tore open the mouth sticker, one, two, three, until the fourth, the wound was completely pasted, and the bald Lu Hua took out the spare headband and handed it over.

"Maybe it's better to wear this!" Lu Hua said.

Yan Yufeng smiled, stretched out his hand to take it, and was about to put it on, but was blocked by the plateau.

"I'm coming!" Gao Yuan said in a deep voice.

Yan Yufeng put down his hand, everyone gathered around him, Shang Lin also gave up arranging tactics, he understood that Yan Yufeng meant everything, at this moment, an incomparably solemn feeling rose spontaneously in everyone's heart.

Looking at the plateau, he seriously put the headband on Yan Yufeng, completely covering the wound, leaving only the edge of the band-aid, at this moment, Yan Yufeng's unkempt hairstyle, with this red headband, suddenly made him different.

"Very handsome!" For the first time, Night Changfeng said convincingly.

Touching the headband, even if there was no mirror, Yan Yufeng still smiled, he looked at everyone and said, "Sorry, it's been delayed for more than a minute!" ”

didn't know how to answer to think it was more appropriate, everyone could only stare at Yan Yufeng wordlessly.

The bell at the end of the pause time suddenly rang, but Yan Yufeng laughed again.

"What are we?" Yan Yufeng suddenly asked softly.

"Warriors!" Almost instinctively, all teammates shouted.

"What do we want?"

"Fight!"

"What do we want?"

"Victory!" Everyone shouted hoarsely.

"No!" Yan Yufeng faced everyone.

"We want a champion!" He said.

"Needless to say, Champion!" Yan Yufeng turned around, raised his right arm high, and strode into the court.

When the audience saw Yan Yufeng appear again, the decibel suddenly rose several times, as if someone had put a megaphone on everyone's mouth.

At this moment, Yan Yufeng's appearance was like a savior, depressed, desperate, and swept away.

Xu Sheng stared at Yan Yufeng, and at this second, Xu Sheng suddenly calmed down.

Then in the next second, it exploded.

That ethereal silence directly converted into a volcanic eruption made Xu Sheng unable to help himself.

"Good! It's waiting for you! Xu Sheng said softly.

He was saying to himself, I don't know why, the little empty emotions in his heart before suddenly disappeared.

How many times can you win in life?

How many times there is a struggle in life.

Xu Sheng is unwilling to lose the loss of no one singing and meeting the opponent in the end.

He will step on the head of his opponent and stand on the highest and only place.

Come on!

Xu Sheng pursed his lips and said, he wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, turned around and walked towards his defense area.

Yan Yufeng stood on the bottom line, catching the bottom line ball sent by Mo Feng, he raised his head, looked at the timer, and the last thirty-six seconds, theoretically, Beiyang can exhaust thirty seconds of offensive time, but in this case, it will leave Tsinghua High School a chance to kill.

Speaking from the heart, such a result is by no means stable.

How is it good?

Yan Yufeng's mind was thinking quickly, but he had just woken up, and it was inevitably a little difficult.

Unless you attack quickly and score in eight seconds, because even if you score, tie or even overtake the score, the final initiative is still in the hands of Tsinghua High School.

Only then can it.

People are thinking, but their footsteps do not stop.

Tsinghua High School fully retreated, condensed in the three-point line, only Xu Sheng was alone, standing outside the three-point line, watching the arrival of Yan Yufeng!

After settling down, Yan Yufeng glanced at Xu Sheng, and then looked up and glanced at the timer, thirty-five seconds.

For himself, Yan Yufeng has never lost his self-confidence.

It's the confidence that comes from tens of thousands of shots and duels, and countless victories time and time again.

Yan Yufeng dribbled forward, and in front of him, Xu Sheng was waiting for a long time.

One step, two steps, three steps.

Yan Yufeng's every step is making a physical adjustment, a shooting standard.

Even anyone can see the clues, but Yan Yufeng's three steps are too fast, and what is even more confusing is the distance at this moment.

That's three meters from the three-point line.

Xu Sheng was shocked and frightened, but he still hesitated, facing an opponent who had long admitted from the bottom of his heart that he was stronger than himself, it was difficult for him to accurately judge Yan Yufeng's true intentions at this moment.

But when he saw Yan Yufeng holding the ball with both hands, holding the ball and raising his arms, and his whole body began to lift up, it was really too late when he really couldn't shoot.

Even if it's a jump shot in front of you, if it's an emergency stop, it's hard to really block, let alone the distance between each other at the moment?

"It's absolutely impossible!" Xu Sheng roared angrily in his heart, he didn't even bother to stretch out his hand, and turned around to look at the basketball trajectory that was dialed out.

Not only him, but thousands of people in the entire arena craned their necks to look at the tumbling basketball at this moment.

Not only that, everyone was stunned, no one expected that Yan Yufeng would choose like this, even if it was the most calm Shang Lin, when he saw Yan Yufeng raise his hand to hold the ball, his heart instantly became cold.

The three people in the live broadcast room were not controlled, and the old man blurted out even more.

The scream followed the trajectory of the basketball's flight, stretching thin and long, until the basketball hollow shot through the net, and then turned into a wow.

"Really...... It's really a strong man's own strong man! The old man didn't even breathe, and he couldn't control his admiration.

"Such a choice is really ......!" Yu Jia couldn't say it anymore, and he really couldn't evaluate.

Xu Jicheng understood Yan Yufeng's choice in seconds, but he only understood, but he didn't agree.

The three of them began to discuss the next possibility, and on the court, the quarrel between Xu Sheng and Yan Yufeng began again.

"I'm waiting for you to come back!" Yan Yufeng tried his best to make himself look relaxed, even at this moment, his whole body was weak, so weak that even the wind could blow him down.

Xu Sheng was still distracted, strictly in shock.

He looked at Yan Yufeng's eyes, changed again, and couldn't believe how confident he should be so that he dared to make a move at this critical point. No matter what happened before, the injury is certain, but how can the more you hurt, the stronger it gets?

Xu Sheng couldn't understand it, and his mentality even affected his emotional changes after hearing Yan Yufeng's provocation.

He nodded numbly, and it wasn't until Yan Yufeng walked away that Xu Sheng realized that he seemed to be inferior just now and lost face.

Around a few seconds, Xu Sheng's mentality was taken away, Yan Yufeng seemed unreasonable, and once he didn't succeed, it was simply a shooting choice to push Beiyang into the abyss, and the effect was maximized.

69：

How to chase these three points?

Xu Sheng was at a loss, Tsinghua High School was at a loss, and their supporters, the South Stand, were also silent.

instinctively went to look at the bench, only to remember that the old man was long gone, and entrusted him with the victory.

Maybe the moment Shen Xiaosi fell, the old man didn't care about winning or losing.

Xu Sheng suddenly thought like this.

There is plenty of time left for Tsinghua High School, but Yan Yufeng, who stood up again, is like a mountain, in front of the whole team of Tsinghua High School.

Nobody knows.

Shang Lin peeked at the bench behind him, everyone was cheering, swept away the lifeless appearance before, and wiped his sweat.

Yan Yufeng's super unreasonable choice just now was simply murderous.

If you don't enter, you will kill your own people.

entered, killed the other side.

What a terrifying choice.

Thirty-three seconds, Beiyang left the last chance to himself, and now, the problem is given to Tsinghua High School.

At this time, the presence of the head coach is crucial.

Obviously, the crisis of Tsinghua High School is coming.

Everyone's eyes returned to Xu Sheng again, expectation, hope, prayer, and all kinds of emotions were focused on this young man.

If it is tied, just like Yan Yufeng, if he shoots three points, then the problem will be given to Beiyang.

If you only score two points, then you should immediately press the whole court for a foul.

Depending on the outcome, consider whether to bet on three points or two.

If you don't score, you need to foul immediately, but this rule is basically meaningless.

Even if it is, it still has to be committed.

The charming charm of basketball lies in the fact that at this moment, the last tens of seconds can be played for more than ten minutes.

Countless choices arise from what happened next.

Xu Sheng's palms were sweating, he controlled the basketball, at this time, there was no passing, and the basketball returned to the most primitive duel.

Yan Yufeng stood on the three-point line, he turned sideways, and he didn't bow down, just looked straight at Xu Sheng.

But this is the state of defense, the most suspicious and the most deadly.

In Xu Sheng's heart, there are countless speculations.

He gave me three points and two points for me.

Is he betting that I won't be able to shoot three points and force me to break through?

Then what should I do?

Burst points, pass to who to shoot threes?

Who can be sure, who can have a big heart?

Xu Sheng couldn't get an answer, and he had strong self-confidence and told himself that he could only come by himself, but the consequences of not throwing in were too terrifying for him to think about it.

What to do.

What to do?

Xu Sheng was sweating, sweating all over his body.

Time flew by second by second, Yan Yufeng maintained this posture and stood there, only he knew, God knows how long he would hold on.

Xu Sheng in front of him has already appeared multiple phantoms, and the sequelae of forcibly waking up are intensifying, corroding his body, including his soul.

Xu Sheng seemed to wake up from his slumber, and his eyes saw the countdown on the basket, and the last two seconds were still up.

It's time to vote!

Be sure to vote!

Cast it!

I can enter!

Why can't he, I can't!

I can do it!

Absolutely!

Xu Sheng was forcibly cheering himself up, urging himself, he began to dribble under his crotch, and Yan Yufeng stood still.

There's no way around it!

Xu Shengyin bit his teeth, rushed forward, came to a meter in front of Yan Yufeng, and then just like a copy of Yan Yufeng's previous round, he forcibly pulled out his hand outside the three-point line.

Yan Yufeng didn't open his hand, let alone look back, he looked into the distance, and his gaze passed through Xu Sheng's body.

A white expanse in the distance.

I can't go down yet, I have to hold on until the last second.

Certain!

Even if I'm scared, I'm going to scare you to death!

I know you're all afraid of me.

I'm scared!

My existence is victory.

An inalienable victory!

Yan Yufeng's thoughts began to float uncontrollably, swaying, and one thought after another floated like a bubble, then shattered randomly, and then regenerated.

Suddenly, he heard the wails of the arena and cheers rang out at the same time.

He couldn't tell who was who, so Yan Yufeng squinted his eyes hard and looked at Xu Sheng.

When he Xu Sheng pale face.

Yan Yufeng finally knew that he had made the right bet.

However, he could not fall, and in the last few seconds, he was still needed.

The last three seconds!

The last three seconds of the game!

Beiyang 69 leads Tsinghua High School by 3 points.

Fatal three.

Three seconds, three minutes.

At the level of high school, the insurmountable Tianhe.

Shang Lin called the last timeout, he was arranging the final roster, making sure that the free throws were accurate and could dribble.

Eventually, he made a list.

Yan Yufeng, Mo Feng, Ye Changfeng, Lu Hua, Xiang Jie.

"Lu Hua! You dribble, Mo Feng, you serve, Xiang Jie, you go to the second receiving point. Long wind, run to the front, and be ready for the third point of contact. "Shang Lin is making quick arrangements.

Finally, he looked at Yan Yufeng.

Yan Yufeng also looked at him.

Maybe it was the psychological induction of the master and apprentice, Shang Lin didn't speak, and rarely smiled at Yan Yufeng.

As if he hadn't seen it, Yan Yufeng turned around and went on the field.

He walked to the center of the pitch and for some reason he wanted to go there.

Tsinghua High School pressed on all fronts, even if they showed bitterness on their faces, they still faithfully prepared a strategy to deal with the extreme situation.

Xu Sheng came to Yan Yufeng's side, he looked at his teammates, looking for one by one, and each of them divided their labor and stood up.

The linesman handed the ball to Mo Feng.

Mo Feng hugged the basketball tightly, looking at Lu Hua at the bottom line, and Xiang Jie not far away.

The long night winds at the other end of the distance.

In the end, his eyes were on Yan Yufeng, who had his back to everyone.

The linesman, with his arms raised, blew the whistle for the ball.

Yan Yufeng stood there, looking ahead, even though he couldn't see anything clearly now and his mind was in chaos, he still stood there stubbornly.

In order to support himself, he spread his legs and stood with his hips crossed.

Suddenly, he heard a cries like a landslide and a tsunami, but he clearly heard a person talking in his ears.

"You've won! Congratulations! ”

Who's that?

Yan Yufeng couldn't think of it.

He turned around to see who it was, but he felt like the world was spinning and he couldn't control it.

Xiang Jie, holding the basketball, was rushing towards Yan Yufeng on the way, behind him, on both sides of him, everyone from Beiyang was crazy chasing him.

No!

It's a rush towards the middle circle.

That Beiyang is the most powerful, the most important, the most incomparable boy.

In the live broadcast room, Yu Jia routinely shouted: "Congratulations to Beiyang No. 12 Middle School from Beiyang City, Jiangsu Province, for winning the championship of the 2007 National High School Competition!" ”

"Congratulations ......!" Before they could say a word, Yu Jiameng was speechless.

Xiang Jie's ecstatic expression froze in an instant, and the expressions of everyone behind him seemed to be infected.

Horrified!

In their pupils, the young man, looking up to the sky, fell down.

At that moment, countless flashes of light froze this eternal picture.

The crowd swept through the stadium like a whirlpool, and in the center of the court, and in the center of the court, a teenager fell to the sky at forty-five corners of the floor.

The whole book of campus basketball is over.

Postscript:

Did you really decide to go there?

Well! It's decided!

Just because, that liar coach is your mentor?

Well! Yes!

Am I not? I knew you a year before he knew you! Duke and his shabby university, can't you tell who is good and who is bad?

I've said yes!

Change! Right now, you're a 2009 Top 50 high school student in the U.S., do you know what your value is? Do you think Duke is good to enter? Do you know how much favor I spend?

Coach, do you remember the day we won the championship that year?

Don't make friends with me, change the topic, tell me quickly, change your decision, and immediately sign your Yan Yufeng's name on this selection notice!

Coach, I fainted that day, I was in a coma for three days, I missed the award, I missed the plane, I missed saving the Cruz High School, we should have made it to the Continental Championship in '08, not now.

What do you want to say, Yan Yufeng, just when I beg you, I'll trouble you, don't be willful, now is the most critical time in your life, you have made the right choice, and the door of the NBA will be open!

I missed a lot of things, on the third day of the Lunar New Year, Sun Ming asked me why I chose Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, and I said, the dart flew in it, in fact, I lied to him.

I like the feeling of going from weak to strong, from nothing to something, to make everyone go from doubt to convincing. This is my life, the joy of my play.

I love to play, to play strong basketball, to play the role of savior.

I don't believe I'm going to faint on the day of the NCAA championship. Something like this, I'm not going to let it happen again. I want to make up for my regrets, yes, regrets.

Coach, I'm sorry, I've already bought the plane ticket!

Looking forward to your showdown in the Ring!

Let's go!

Don't look at my back, I'm not going back.

Believe me, choose this path, I have never been afraid!

Because, my name is Yan Yufeng.

The color of the face, the rain of the rainstorm, the peak of the mountain!