"Let's take a look at the number 7's free throw!"

"Once he scores, it's a draw, and the pressure is on the Chinese team!"

"If he doesn't enter, the Chinese team has a lot of options. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

may also be too nervous, No. 7, who made such a good free throw, but this ball didn't go in, Lu Xiaofeng jumped high and won the rebound.

The opponent's penalty was not scored, the ball was not a dead ball, but according to the rules, there was no timeout.

Lu Xiaofeng could only continue to play.

This goal is too crucial, if you score a goal, you can at least ensure that you don't lose in regular time, and if you don't score, then give the opponent a chance.

When he arrived at the frontcourt, Yi Jianlian was about to come up to block the demolition, but Lu Xiaofeng motioned for him to pull away.

At this time, Lu Xiaofeng didn't dare to let others handle the ball, he was ready to play singles, and when he encountered a bag, he would pass the ball to the empty position and let his teammates shoot directly.

may be afraid of Lu Xiaofeng's pass, afraid that the Chinese team will score another three points, Croatia did not have a bag, and chose one-on-one defense.

Lu Xiaofeng did not choose to make a quick stop to shoot three points, at this time, of course, he chose the safest way to score.

He motioned for his teammates to pull away and face Wakic one-on-one.

At this time, the other party didn't dare to gamble, and didn't dare to release a vacant seat to pinch Lu Xiaofeng.

Lu Xiaofeng turned sideways to Wakic, dribbling the ball with his right hand and watching the time.

Seeing that there were only 6 seconds left in the attack time, Lu Xiaofeng moved.

He shook his shoulders with a feint, and Wu Kiqi hurriedly took a step back, he was still frightened by Lu Xiaofeng's forced acceleration breakthrough.

Lu Xiaofeng immediately took a move to accelerate and break through from the right, took a diagonal step with his right foot, and burst into the three-point line.

Wakich hurriedly slid back, blocking in front of Lu Xiaofeng.

Lu Xiaofeng's left shoulder leaned on his chest, and with a hard kick of his right foot, he braked the car, and at the same time hit the ball to the ground with his right hand, quickly changed direction in front of his body, and handed the ball to his left hand.

It may be that Jordan's last shot is too famous, and Wookic guards him and doesn't lose his position.

Lu Xiaofeng saw that he couldn't get rid of Wukic, and he didn't pause.

At this time, Chen Zhipeng's intensive training for him in daily training played a role.

He immediately dribbled with his left hand and made a gesture to burst in from the left.

In order to prevent his pull-up jumper, Wookic was ready to jump up and block, and his center of gravity had risen, so he could only forcibly change his movements and slide to the right to block his breakthrough.

This time, Lu Xiaofeng only leaned lightly on Wookic, and he lost his balance and stumbled back.

Lu Xiaofeng took a step back with his left foot, jumped up, and made a decisive move, and the time to attack was coming soon.

The ball was in the air, and the sound sounded at the end of 24 seconds, and Wookic, who couldn't keep up and couldn't jump, looked up at the basketball and could only silently say: "Don't go in!" Don't enter! ”

If his eyes and mouth can be defensive, James Harden will be a master of defense.

This undisturbed shooting, Lu Xiaofeng practiced thousands of shots in training, but he did not take his will as a transfer, and fell into the net with a "swish", turning up white waves.

Just a few seconds, it's too late, it's too fast.

"Lu Xiaofeng!"

"Singles No. 10 Wookic!"

"Breakthrough! Change direction! No! ”

"Suddenly! Step back! ”

"There it is! Pregnant! Pregnant! ”

"It's a good shot, get it before the time limit is up!"

"The Chinese team is 3 points ahead, and there are 15 seconds left!"

"This ball is so beautiful!"

"Continuous Breakthrough of Change of Direction!"

"Perfect step-back jumper!"

The referee blew the whistle and the opposing coach called a timeout.

Lu Xiaofeng turned around, raised his right hand, raised his index finger, smiled and looked at his father in the audience, and met his tearful eyes.

Yes, Lu Guoqing was in tears, he saw his idol in his son - Jordan.

He once fantasized about such a scene, and he made a quick stop jump shot and scored the winning goal.

His illusions have long been shattered, but his son has fulfilled this dream for him.

It's a pity that this is not the home stadium, and there are not many Chinese fans, otherwise it would be perfect with a few more shouts of "MVP".

There are no spectators, but there are teammates.

The teammates all rushed over to Lu Xiaofeng, who was standing there pretending to be forced, and several people hugged each other hard, only knowing "Ah! Yes! The earth screamed, and there were no words to express the excitement in their hearts.

"There are 15 seconds left, go, go back and listen to the coach's tactics!"

Lu Xiaofeng was extremely sober and calmly reminded his teammates.

Wu Qinglong replaced Zhao Hongxiang and replaced him with a taller Chen Dawei, just explaining to defend three points and pay attention not to foul.

Wukic was entangled by Lu Xiaofeng, and the opponent could only let No. 9 catch the ball.

Defending No. 9 is the newcomer Chen Dawei, who is as tall as him.

No. 9 just dribbled to the front court and seemed to be going to play alone, but Wookic pushed Lu Xiaofeng, shook him off and ran inside.

Lu Xiaofeng stumbled, the referee didn't know if he didn't see it, or for other reasons, he didn't blow the whistle, Lu Xiaofeng hurriedly followed.

After two consecutive covers, Wookic ran to the bottom corner again.

"UAE, make up the defense!"

Lu Xiaofeng was blocked by Passalić, and hurriedly reminded Yi Jianlian, but in fact, he didn't need to remind him, Yi Jianlian had already pounced.

Yi Jianlian jumped high, his interference worked, and Wookic turned up the arc and smashed into the basket.

The basketball bounced out, and Lu Xiaofeng chased after him, but saw No. 9 pick up the basketball.

"Time should be running out!"

This thought flashed through Lu Xiaofeng's heart, and he jumped high after two steps and pounced on No. 9.

No. 9 really made a direct three-point shot.

"Bang!"

"Toot!"

The sound of the ball and the final whistle sounded almost at the same time, and the three points of No. 9 were shot out by Lu Xiaofeng from afar.

"The bottom corner is leaking! Hurry up! ”

"Yi Jianlian!"

"Rebounds!"

"Lu Xiaofeng! That's great! Deadly Closure! It's over! ”

"Win! Win! ”

"We're in the finals!"

As soon as Lu Xiaofeng landed, he rushed to the bench of the Chinese team and hugged Coach Wu Qinglong.

Teammates also rushed over one after another, and a large group of people surrounded them in the middle.

"Ah!!h

"Win!"

The team members shouted loudly.

The Croatian team left the field gloomily, and the reporters on the Chinese team's side surrounded them, the flash lights "clicked" on, and the reporters kept taking pictures of the Chinese team's forgetful celebration.

This is another team victory, the Chinese team scored a total of 85 points, but five people were in doubles:

Lu Xiaofeng 22 points, 8 rebounds, 12 assists, 4 steals, 3 blocks;

Yi Jianlian 18 points, 12 rebounds, 3 assists, 1 steal, 2 blocks;

Wang Lei 12 points;

Zhao Hongxiang 11 points;

Tang Zhengdong had 10 points and 9 rebounds.

With Lu Xiaofeng, an excellent organizer, the players of the Chinese team have brought out their training level, everyone has hard work, and everyone can score.

As soon as the celebration of the team members ended, the long guns and short cannons of the reporters stretched out.

A female reporter rushed over in front of Lu Xiaofeng, who was quite tall, at least 1.7 meters.

This is a young female reporter, wearing a pink T-shirt, jeans, and a backpack on her back, full of youthful energy.

The female reporter always attracts the attention of the players, especially this female reporter has a beautiful face, the V-neck of the T-shirt shows a snow-white, and you can even see the deep groove.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but glance down, and then "slightly stiffened, slightly respectful."

Of course, women are always very sensitive to the gaze of the opposite sex, and she felt Lu Xiaofeng's gaze at once, but she did not stretch out her hand to cover it, but straightened her chest and took the opportunity to ask:

"Lu Xiaofeng, can you tell us how you feel about entering the finals?"

Facing the autumn wave sent by this female reporter, Lu Xiaofeng smiled slightly, but in her expectant eyes, she shook her head:

"I'm sorry! There are regulations from superiors that they cannot be interviewed. ”

The female reporter didn't give up and wanted to ask again, but the team leader had already started to catch people up. (To be continued.) )