"The next thing to do is the three-point competition, please ...... the players"

Rules of the three-point competition: All ten teams in the South Division must send one person to participate. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

First, there are two rounds of the competition, and the three players with the best results in the first round can advance to the finals of the second round.

Second, there are five shooting points, the first four points each have four orange basketballs (1 point) and one colored basketball (2 points), and the last point has five colored basketballs (2 points).

Third, the game lasts 60 seconds, and only after all four orange basketballs in each shooting point are thrown, can you continue to shoot with colored balls.

Fourth, if there is a tie, the player chooses a shooting point and has a time limit of 15 seconds to shoot in the overtime.

Fifth, players must not step on the three-point line when shooting, or shoot inside the line, otherwise the goal will be invalid.

Sixth, the order of the players in the second round is related to the results of the first round, the one with the lowest score will play first, and the one with the highest score will play later.

The champion will be determined, and each team is limited to one player.

Because each team can only report one player to participate in the game, Ouyang Haoyu, who is equally accurate in four three-point shots, was compared. The person sent by the Fourth Middle School was Wu Yichen.

"Come on!" Ouyang Haoyu patted Wu Yichen's shoulder and said encouragingly.

Unlike the Skill Tournament, the Three-Point Contest does not require a draw, with the teams from Group A playing first, in descending order, and the teams from Group B coming later. So the order of appearances is as follows:

Wuhan No. 2 Middle School: Zhou Zibin.

Putian No. 1 Middle School: Li Ziqun.

Chongqing No. 1 Middle School: Hu Hong.

Beijing No. 4 Middle School: Zeng Tian.

Nanjing No. 9 Middle School: Li Ke.

Yibin No. 1 Middle School: Words.

Shanghai Nanyang Model High School: Liao Ming.

Linhai Huipu Middle School: Fang Jiachen.

Shaoguan No. 4 Middle School: Wu Yichen.

Changsha Mingde Middle School: Benevolence.

The contestants all sat on a row of benches, and Wu Yichen happened to be sitting in the middle of Fang Jiachen and Renren.

"Are your feet okay?" Fang Jiachen looked at Wu Yichen in surprise, he originally thought that the contestant from Shaoguan No. 4 Middle School would be Ouyang Haoyu, but he didn't expect it to be Wu Yichen.

Wu Yichen scratched his hair: "It's not as serious as you think!" ”

"Congratulations on qualifying." Fang Jiachen nodded politely, and then said to the benevolent people sitting on the other side of Wu Yichen: "I hope you can defeat Tsinghua High School." ”

Ren smiled and said, "You two are the best three-point shooters I've ever seen." ”

Wu Yichen said to Renren: "I'm looking forward to the second fight with you!" ”

"Me too." Ren laughed.

Fang Jiachen's expression was lonely.

The first to play was Zhou Zibin of Wuhan No. 2 Middle School, and as the countdown of 54321 ended, Zhou Zibin picked up the first ball and threw it.

His shooting posture is a bit weird, and the arc of his shot is very low, and it feels like it's flat. But his first goal went in.

Of the five balls in the first point, he hit three, but unfortunately he didn't score the colored ball. You must know that the colored ball is worth two points!

The first point is three points, and the second point is still three points.

"He said the shooting percentage was okay." Ren Ren muttered that it is not easy to know that on such a big stage, under the watchful eyes of all people, it is really not easy to maintain a hit rate of more than fifty percent.

"It's a pity he doesn't have enough time." Fang Jiachen glanced up at the timer.

Wu Yichen looked up when he heard this, and at this time, Zhou Zibin was throwing the third point, that is, the point facing the basket. Thirty seconds had passed, and time was running out.

Zhou Zibin also seemed to realize this, so he accelerated the speed of shooting. But in this way, his rhythm was somewhat disrupted, which caused his shooting percentage to drop a lot.

By the time it came to the final flower point, he had only scored 12 points. The front averages three points per point.

If he throws all of them, he can score 22 points, and of course, he has to throw them all.

The "ten, nine, eight......" timer has already begun to count down.

"Brush!" "Brush!" Zhou Zibin actually scored two flower balls in a row, and his score rose to 16 points at once.

"Three ......"

"Bell!" Zhou Zibin's third flower ball hit the iron.

"One ......"

"Brush!" Zhou Zibin's fourth flower ball was successfully thrown, but at the same time as he scored this goal, the time for the game had come.

In the end, Zhou Zibin scored 18 points.

Renren looked at Li Ziqun of Putian No. 1 Middle School on the field, and looked at Shi Haoxuan, who was warming up in his base camp.

Changsha Mingde signed up for the slam dunk contest was Shi Haoxuan.

Maybe Changsha Mingde can only win the championship in the slam dunk contest! There didn't seem to be a single person who stood out in terms of skill or three-point contests, but they did sit first in Group B.

It can only be said that their comprehensive strength is too strong.

In the national competition last year, Changsha Mingde began to emerge under the leadership of Zhou Ziyun, but unfortunately the third place in the group failed to qualify. At that time, Changsha Mingde's lineup was basically determined, and the backcourt lineup led by Zhou Ziyun and Renren was added this year with Shi Haoxuan, and the whole team had a good chemistry under Guo Zhigang's tutelage. This is the current strength of Changsha Mingde.

Time passed quickly, and just when Renren didn't know what he was thinking about in a daze, Li Ziqun's three-point task was also completed.

He scored 14 points and didn't shoot very well.

Li Ke, the scoring guard of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School, held his chin and stroked it gently, with a thoughtful look on his face.

The next to play is Hu Hong from Chongqing No. 1 Middle School.

Hu Hong is the main scorer of Chongqing No. 1 Middle School, playing the position of scoring guard, but his height is not tall, only 185 cm, but he can play the starting position in Chongqing No. 1 Middle School.

The reason is that he has an accurate three-point shooting technique.

This time, he is bound to win the championship.

The first shooting point.

"Brush!" Hu Hong actually shot 4 out of 5 and threw the flower ball into it. In other words, he scored a good score of 5 points in the first point.

The second point was 3-of-5 and missed.

The third point was 3 of 5 shots and successfully hit the flower ball.

On the fourth point, his shooting percentage seemed to drop, with only 2-of-5 shots and no flower balls.

By the time he reached the fifth point, there were still fourteen seconds left, enough time for him to throw all five remaining balls.

He's now got 14 points.

Pick up the first flower ball and throw it out.

"Brush!"

"His shot wasn't a jumper, huh?" Fang Jiachen had already seen the clue, he wanted to wait for Wu Yichen to ask this, but when he looked back, he found that Wu Yichen was just smiling and silent.

Wu Yichen nodded after hearing Fang Jiachen speak: "So he saved a lot of time, he has a lot of time." ”

Hu Hong's second ball was obviously aimed at before it was thrown, and the ball hollowed into the net.

The third ball was thrown, and the ball spun around the basket before falling out, but unfortunately he didn't make it.

The fourth ball.

"Bell!" It bounced off the inside of the basket.

The final ball still has five seconds for Hu Hong to aim.

Hu Hong paused for three seconds before throwing the final ball.

"Brush!" Smash it on the inside of the hoop and bounce into the hoop.

20 points, being able to get 20 points, is really already a marksman.

Hu Hong has already led Zhou Zibin from Wuhan No. 2 Middle School and Li Ziqun from Putian No. 1 Middle School, and is currently in first place.

Zeng Tian of Beijing No. 4 High School is not a person who is good at shooting three-pointers, but tonight, he seems to have played a little overperforming.

18 points, this is Zeng Tian's score, the same as Zhou Zibin.

Zeng Tian sat down, glanced at Hu Hong, and thought to himself: Bless you to enter the next round!

Next is Li Ke of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School.

Li Ke shook his hand, and as the countdown ended, he took the first basketball and threw it.

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

Li Ke ran to the second shooting point, and there was an uproar in the audience, and the first point actually hit all five shots!

"Good!" Bai Zhong, who is also from Nanjing No. 9 Middle School, laughed and clapped his hands.

"Bell!"

"Brush!"

"Bell!"

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

The second point also had a good score of 3 out of 5 shots, and Li Ke had already scored 10 points.

The third point was still 3 of 5 shots, and the flower ball was also successfully hit, and Li Ke came to the fourth point with 14 points in his hand.

There was plenty of time, more than twenty seconds left.

"Bell!" "Bell!" "Bell!"

Li Ke was a little speechless, this point actually missed three consecutive balls, and the remaining two balls must be thrown according to the book.

"Brush!" "Brush!" Fortunately, the hard work paid off, and the flower ball also hit.

The last point is an important place to score points!

17 points, at the moment Li Ke only needs to hit two flower balls to sit in the first place.

"Bell!"

"Toot-"

As the last ball thrown by Li Ke missed, the sound of the timer stopping also sounded.

He shot 3-of-5 from the last point to score a total of 23 points.

That's already a great score, and it's rare to see such a high score during the NBA's All-Star Weekend.

And this year's three-point contest winner, Gordon, didn't shoot as many points in the final.

"The champion is yours!" Bai Zhong shouted excitedly.

Li Ke glanced at Fang Jiachen from Huipu Middle School, and he knew that if he wanted to win the championship, he had to step through Fang Jiachen.

Maybe he'll be eliminated in the first round like Thompson! Li Ke thought of luck in his heart.

Yibin No. 1 Middle School's speech is fifteen points.

Liao Ming from Nanyang Model High School only scored eleven points.

Finally arrived at Fang Jiachen in Huipu Middle School.

Fang Jiachen's shooting didn't seem to be as accurate as everyone imagined, the first point was 3 of 5 shots, and he didn't hit the suit ball.

The second point was 2-of-5 for 2 and hit the ball.

The third point was 4-of-5 shooting, hitting the flower ball.

The fourth point was 3-of-5 shots and hit the flower ball.

The fifth point was 3 of 5 shots, with a total of 21 points, which was actually a little worse than Li Ke.

"Looks like you don't feel very good!" Wu Yichen and Fang Jiachen passed by.

Fang Jiachen glanced at Renren with a routine in his eyes, he didn't think that Renren could get twenty points.

Wu Yichen moved slightly, standing next to the shooting point, stretching his muscles.

I don't know how many three-point contests he has had with Ouyang Haoyu when he usually trains.

Both won and lost, but Wu Yichen won more.

Wu Yichen's previous record was 21 of 25 shots, and I don't know what can happen today.

"Five, four, three, two, one, toot!"

The timer began to beat, Wu Yichen picked up the first ball, pressed his wrist, tiptoed, jumped, shot, and turned his wrist.

He didn't jump high, but his shooting speed was very fast, just throwing the first ball, Li Ke and Fang Jiachen on the court exclaimed at the same time.

I didn't notice it when I played the game, but I didn't expect his shooting posture to be so god-like to Curry!

Unlike ordinary people's jump shots, Wu Yichen is a jumper, that is, he only jumps when he shoots, not after he jumps.

This jump has a professional term called a cushion throw.

The term cushion pitch was first proposed by veteran Zhang Weiping, and it is worth mentioning that the dry draw jump shot is also a term coined by him.

If you have watched Curry's fixed-point shooting training, then you will find that Curry's shooting is a cushion shot.

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

With a hollow sound, Wu Yichen seemed to be using the friction between basketball and the net to play music for everyone. For a while, there was no noise in the entire huge gymnasium.

There is only the sound of brushing.

Suddenly, there was a "bell!" Woke everyone up, Wu Yichen actually lost the flower ball at the second point.

Wu Yichen ran to the third point in frustration, there was plenty of time, but he missed an important flower ball, you must know that losing one flower ball is equivalent to throwing two ordinary balls.

It's like playing snooker, if you score a red ball, it's a point, but if you don't score a black ball, the seven points you get will be gone.

The third point was also 4 of 5 shots, and the shooting percentage was amazing, at least this time the flower ball was thrown.

Wu Yichen has already scored 15 points, Wu Yichen jogged to the fourth point, he didn't want to release water or anything, because he was afraid of playing with fire and immolating himself.

So he used all his energy to shoot from the beginning, and while shooting, Wu Yichen was also feeling his ankles.

From what is happening, his recovery is great.

He shot 3-of-5 and scored 19 points into the flower spot.

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

"Bell!"

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

Throwing the last ball, Wu Yichen raised his right hand and looked up at the timer, and the time was frozen at 4.2 seconds.

Four seconds to go!

And......

What's more......

He took ...... 27 minutes!!

Broke the record for the highest three-point shooting since the addition of a single event in the national competition!

"Yay-" The audience suddenly erupted in thunderous cheers, and Wu Yichen made 20 of 25 shots, with a heinous 80% shooting rate.

"Awesome, I'll go, it's awesome!" Fang Jiachen couldn't help but praise Wu Yichen with a few rude words.

Wu Yichen smiled, and the corners of Renren's mouth twitched before he walked on.

It seems that under the influence of Wu Yichen, Renren only scored 18 points.

So the first round ended, and the three people who broke into the second round of finals were:

Li Ke of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School, Fang Jiachen of Huipu Middle School, Wu Yichen of Shaoguan No. 4 Middle School.

"I'll rub it, then Wu Yichen is also perverted, right?" Renren returned to the Mingde base camp, and suddenly cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he sat next to the two perverts, which really made his legs a little weak.

"Grass, I've never seen such a pitcher, how did he practice?" Zhou Ziyun was also stunned.

If they knew that Wu Yichen had only practiced shooting for most of the year, they would definitely have crashed into the tofu and died.

While speaking, the finals also began, and according to the regulations, the order of appearance of the three players was from the lowest to the highest.

In other words, Fang Jiachen from Huipu Middle School was the first to play, Li Ke from Nanjing No. 9 Middle School was the second to play, and the last to play was naturally Wu Yichen, who scored 27 points.

Fang Jiachen looked a little different, he swaggered up by himself this time.

"Five, four, three, two, one, toot!"

Fang Jiachen picked up the first ball and threw it.

"Bell!" Unfortunately, the first goal bounced off the frame, but the second goal was scored immediately after.

As soon as this goal was scored, it seemed to drive Fang Jiachen's rhythm, and after Fang Jiachen found the rhythm, he scored four goals in a row, and the first point entered the next point with a score of four out of five.

When he came to the second point at a forty-five degree angle, Fang Jiachen first adjusted his breathing rhythm, and then picked up the ball and threw it.

The atmosphere of the audience was already stirred up when Wu Yichen set a new record, as if tonight's trip was in vain.

Since the start of the game, the audience has increased day by day, and today's battle between Huipu and Changsha is already full.

This is an unprecedented situation, and it means that this year's high school league was very successful.

You know, the gymnasium of Shuren University can accommodate more than 10,000 people.

Every time Fang Jiachen scored a goal, it would attract cheers from the audience, and the more he thrown, the louder the cheers.

In the midst of wave after wave of cheers, Fang Jiachen threw the last ball.

"Bell!" The ball actually bounced out of the basket, and God didn't seem to let Fang Jiachen be too powerful.

"Ahh

25 points, this is Fang Jiachen's final score, if he can score this last ball, it will inevitably put great pressure on Li Ke and Wu Yichen who will play next.

In the eyes of most people, Wu Yichen, who scored 27 points in the first round, will have a high probability of ups and downs in the second round, and it can be said that the trophy of the three-point championship is now close to Fang Jiachen.

The second one on the field was Li Ke, Li Ke loosened his shoulder, suddenly sneezed, turned his head to look, it turned out that Fang Jiachen was thinking about himself.

Damn Huipu, curse people!

Li Ke has no connection with Huipu Middle School, and he was just a substitute when Huipu Middle School reached the final last year.

Li Ke's results were solid, but in other words, his results were not much up and down from the first round, and he scored 22 points.

has no chance with the champion, and the last hope falls on Wu Yichen.

Wu Yichen was a little nervous, but when he took the first step to the court, he was already fully integrated into his own world.

I vaguely remember Chen Dahai's words:

"Don't adjust your breath to tune in to the rhythm, but pace it to breathe!"

Inhale, exhale, inhale......

Once the breathing rhythm has stabilized, the timer begins.

Pick up the first ball, turn your wrist and throw, "Brush!" ”

Wu Yichen suddenly found that his breathing rhythm became inexplicably faster, and he secretly said that it was not good in his heart, and when he was about to adjust his breathing, he immediately remembered Chen Dahai's words.

Wow, let's do it.

Wu Yichen's movements suddenly became faster, as if he was catering to the rhythm of breathing, throwing the ball when he took it, and picking up another ball after throwing it.

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

The first point, five shots and five hits!

Wu Yichen's speed actually increased unabated, and he went around to another shooting point in a breath, and threw out the same rhythm.

"Brush!" The entire stadium could only hear the sound of hollows entering the net, and then only the enthusiastic cheers of the audience, and then the infinite cycle of singles.

"Brush!" Two points, all shots! 12 points!

The third point!

To be honest, this is the point that Wu Yichen is not good at, and he almost never shoots in the front in the game.

Breathing becomes more and more rapid, and the frequency of using both hands and feet is getting faster and faster.

Unconsciously, imperceptibly, Wu Yichen's ankles became stronger.

"Brush!"

"Monster, where did this monster come from?!" The commentator on the TV has repeated this sentence for the fourth time, Lin Qinran watched Wu Yichen who kept throwing the ball and scoring goals on the TV without saying a word, and set off a storm in his heart.

She can also turn her wrist, but she suddenly found that Wu Yichen's wrist turn has some slight changes from before.

Progressed, this guy progressed again.

He will one day stand at the top of China's high schools.

No, maybe it's now!

"Brush!"

The third point, all in the middle!

hit fifteen three-pointers in a row, and before he knew it, Wu Yichen was close to the highest streak record in weekday training, and his record was 18.

Wu Yichen didn't think about these cumbersome things at this time, because he knew that if he was bent on breaking the record, it would be self-defeating.

"Brush!" "Brush!"

"Yay—yes—"

……

The fourth point, all in the middle!

"No...... Chen Dahai looked at Wu Yichen who ran towards the fifth point in a very chic manner, and was very surprised.

"Is this the rhythm of the all-in-the-middle school??" Hu Zhe's eyes widened.

Shi Haoxuan's facial muscles twitched.

Fang Jiachen had already closed his eyes.

Four-six-twenty-four, he still has five balls to shoot, but he has already scored twenty-four points!

"Brush!" The first flower ball hit, and Fang Jiachen knew that he had no hope at all.

"Witness the birth of a record." Li Ke said lightly.

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

There is still one last ball left, if this ball is thrown, Wu Yichen will definitely become famous!

With 32 points in hand, he is about to get a full score!

He had five seconds left.

Wu Yichen subconsciously stopped.

The audience didn't know when they had all stood up, and they didn't hesitate to cheer for Wu Yichen without sparing their voices.

"Brush!"

"Papapapa......" applause thunderous, 34 points out of 34, who else?