"Beep-" The referee raised his right fist high, and the ball crossed a parabola in the air, and he didn't know what his relationship was, and he just fell into the basket, splashing a white wave. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Two plus one! Zheng Chao made a two-plus-one in front of Zhou Mingzhe, who was thirty centimeters taller than him! The bench of No. 4 Middle School immediately cheered, and the audience was boiling directly, and they were all celebrating this wonderful two plus one.

The game is in suspense again!

Just when all the players on the bench were yelling and hugging excitedly, a cold glint flashed in Wu Yichen's eyes.

The last defense, the last defense, and this time the defense that was broken through by Zheng Chao. When the three pictures overlapped, Wu Yichen's thoughts were finally no longer blocked and became unimpeded.

"I see!" Wu Yichen stood up excitedly, Zhou Leehom next to him was startled, and then he was overjoyed: "You understand!" Okay, you play, replace Zeng Bing, the rest is up to you! ”

Wu Yichen glanced at Zhou Leehom happily, and Zhou Leehom's eyes were full of trust.

Is this the coach who has always believed in me? We won't let you down! Wu Yichen took a firm step and walked onto the field.

Zheng Chao, who was celebrating with his teammates, was stunned, you are finally here!

Li Dong's pupils shrank, and he stared intently at Wu Yichen, who walked up to the field and high-fived Zeng Bing, has the moment of counterattack finally come?

Looking up at the big LED screen, 2 minutes and 18 seconds, what else can you do?

Li Dong didn't dare to imagine.

Wu Yichen walked in front of Zheng Chao, and looked at Zheng Chao, who was sweating profusely, with his waist straight: "Let you wait for a long time!" ”

Zheng Chao shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Soon! It's good that you're here. ”

After Zheng Chao finished speaking, he half-turned around and walked to the free throw line.

"Hu ......" took the referee's pass, Zheng Chao stroked the skin of the basketball, exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, looked down at the basketball, and after gently patting it twice, he stared at the basket intently.

If we go in, if we go in, we can win! Zheng Chao thought in his heart.

It's 64:57 now, a difference of seven points, if you can score this free throw, your morale will definitely rise, and victory is just around the corner!

Zheng Chao shook his hand and finally threw the ball.

Zheng Chao's pupils contracted suddenly, because he felt that this time the free throw was a little different.

The ball seems to be spinning towards the left side of the basket.

Don't be biased! Zheng Chao prayed in his heart.

The ball touched the left side of the basket, then rolled on the hoop twice and came to a quiet stop.

Suddenly, the basketball fell mischievously outside.

"Ahh Meng Xiao also exclaimed in surprise, watching Zhou Mingzhe grab the ball in disbelief.

I didn't even get in!

"Drag on time!" Li Dong shouted loudly outside the court.

"Tight!" Almost at the same time as Li Dong roared, Zhou Leehom also roared.

The audience suddenly fell silent, waiting for the time to pass.

The fourth middle school opened a tight formation, but under the dexterous conduction of Chenghai Qiaozhong, the ball still came to the half of the fourth middle school.

The four had to shrink their defensive formation, and they had to hold on to the ball.

Zheng Chao blamed himself in his heart, but immediately reminded himself again: Defend this ball and make up for it!

Little by little, there were only seven seconds left in the twenty-four seconds.

The ball came to Peng Peng's hand. Peng Peng stood outside the 45-degree three-point line on the right side, looking at Zheng Chao who was one step away from him in front of him, defend me, do you break through?

Zheng Chao gritted his teeth, watching Peng Peng make a three-threat posture, squatting even lower, he must guard against this ball.

Suddenly, he saw a mocking smile on Peng Peng's not handsome face, and suddenly understood something in his heart, but his reaction was still a step too late after all.

Peng Peng jumped up easily, although Zheng Chao also jumped up, but where could Zheng Chao touch Peng Peng's height?

"Ahh Zhou Leehom shouted out incredulously.

Peng Peng sneered in his heart: Do you think that I really can't shoot three points? After a year of hard training and a year of forbearance, I finally used it today!

Feng Xiao and the others were already standing on the sidelines, waiting to play. They saw it, and Peng Peng threw the ball with a soft flick of his wrist.

"No!" Feng Xiao exclaimed, if this goal is scored, it means that they are likely to win the game!

"Brush!" A sound, in the hearts of everyone in the fourth middle school, was like a giant hammer, shattering their hopes.

"Whew!" Peng Peng beat his chest excitedly, and walked back to the half court under the pull of his teammates.

The audience was silent, and Min Ting hid her face with her hands, unable to believe it.

Zheng Chao looked at Peng Peng's back in a daze, very, ten, only left us less than two minutes?

Hehe, I'm so stupid.

Suddenly, a big hand hooked his shoulder, Zheng Chao turned his head to look, and saw a handsome face in front of his eyes, and he said with a smile: "Even if our hope is only fragments, it can put him together!" ”

Wu Yichen! Zheng Chao looked at this smile in a daze, he was still so confident, he could cut the defense line of Chenghai Qiaozhong.

"Hey!" Wu Yichen let go of Zheng Chao's shoulder, clapped his hands at the stunned teammates behind him, and said, "Brothers, serve, it's time for us!" ”

Kong Meng was stunned, but then reacted and sent the ball to Wu Yichen.

Wu Yichen walked slowly to the half of Chenghai Overseas Chinese High School, at this time, he didn't seem to realize that there were less than two minutes left, just so leisurely and comfortable.

"Defend this ball!" Peng Peng stood in front of Wu Yichen and instructed his teammates.

Defend against this ball? Hey! Wu Yichen sneered in his heart.

"Come!" Wu Yichen stretched out two fingers, and the team members were shocked: two blocks and one sudden? Isn't this unusable?

Although Kong Meng was puzzled in his heart, he still went up to block the demolition, because he knew that he could not disobey the orders of the defenders on the field.

"Supplement!" Peng Peng shouted, but before he could fully shout the word, he couldn't shout anymore. He stopped, because he was stunned to see that Wu Yichen actually jumped up behind Kong Meng.

"Brush!" This voice was like a life-saving pill, and the critical No. 4 Middle School once again grabbed the edge of the cliff.

Min Ting blinked her eyes and saw the ball hollow into the net, and hope was once again ignited in her heart. She never thought that a game could be so touching.

"Good!" Zhou Leehom waved his fist in satisfaction and shouted excitedly.

67:60, seven points, seven points difference!

Chenghai once again broke the tight defense of the fourth middle school and came to the half of the fourth middle school.

Peng Peng dribbled leisurely near the half-court line, and he didn't have to worry about Wu Yichen in front of him posing any threat to him, because Wu Yichen was two meters away in front of him.

10，9，8……

Here it comes! Wu Yichen thought to himself.

Peng Peng's hand shook, the ball crossed an arc above Wu Yichen's head, Wu Yichen looked up at the ball in surprise, the ball fell into Zhou Mingzhe's hands!

How to do it! Wu Yichen roared angrily in his heart.

"Beep-" Cai Tae-chul used a foul to stop Zhou Mingzhe's attack. Zhou Mingzhe was sent to the free throw line.

The players on both sides of the bench had already stood up and looked nervously at the field.

"Brush!" A free throw hits.

Second penalty! Zhou Mingzhe soothed the little baby beating violently in his heart and threw the ball.

"Bell!" The second penalty is missed!

"Rebound!!" Liu Jie shouted loudly.

"Drink!" Cai Taizhe shouted angrily, jumped up hard, and was about to grab the rebound.

"Smack!" Just as Cai Tae-chul was about to grab the basketball, a long arm touched the ball first and pulled the ball out. Cai Taizhe was surprised to see that it was Qiu Ze, who had not contributed much before!

The ball was shot out of the three-point line, and Xia Jie took the ball down with a light stroke.

Damn it! They actually grabbed the rebound! Zhou Leehom thought indignantly.

The ball was in Xia Jie's hands, and time was once again wasted in the hands of the other party.

Wu Yichen pursed his lips, and the time passed a minute!

"Brush!" Qiu Ze hit Kong Meng, Kong Meng didn't dare to foul, for fear that the opponent would grab the rebound again and delay time, so it led to Qiu Ze's layup.

70:60, ten, ten! It's also a ten-point gap, but the time is one minute less, and the time left for the fourth middle school is only 57 seconds!

"No!" A fan covered his face with his hands and said in pain, he watched all the games in the fourth middle school, he was already a fan of the fourth middle school, and at this moment, seeing the fourth middle school in a desperate situation, he couldn't help but cry out in pain.

Damn it! Wu Yichen scolded in his heart, opened his hand to ask for the ball, and then rushed forward quickly.

"You're going to do it again?" Peng Peng sneered in his heart, and the next moment he froze.

He thought that Wu Yichen would throw the ball before blocking and dismantling like he had just done, but this time it was beyond his expectations. There are blocks on his left and right!

Peng Peng roared angrily, squeezed out between the two blocks, and when Wu Yichen jumped up to shoot, he also jumped.

"Smack!" What is this sound? Caps?

No, it's the voice of a thug.

"Ahh Wu Yichen shouted, his movements had been completely disrupted, his waist straightened, and he threw the ball out in a very indecent posture.

"Beep!" "Brush!" Two voices rang out one after the other. Wu Yichen lay on the ground, but he still held his right hand high.

"Yay-" The other four team members all pounced excitedly, three plus one, it turned out to be three plus one! Three plus one they've never seen once in their lives!

The whole audience was like boiling water, and suddenly it reached a critical point and became boiling!

“MVP！ MVP……”

Enjoying the shouts of the audience, Wu Yichen stepped onto the free throw line.

Peng Peng watched with some annoyance as Wu Yichen scored this goal steadily, only six points away! 48 seconds to go!

"Ball!" Peng Peng yelled, and with a reverse run, he shook off Wu Yichen's close pressure and received the ball.

Foul play? Wu Yichen thought to himself.

No! Prevent this ball and foul again!

It's easy, Chenghai once again passed the half.

Damn it! Wu Yichen gritted his teeth, pinched Peng Peng's waist with his left hand, and waved desperately with his right hand, blocking Peng Peng's pass, but it seemed that the ball in Peng Peng's hand could be broken at any time.

Peng Peng leaned sideways, protecting the ball with his left hand and slapping the ball with his right hand low, not giving Wu Yichen any chance to wrap up. But he couldn't see who to pass it on. He was less than a metre in front of the half-court line, dribbling the ball.

"Go up!" Zhou Leehom waved his hand, and Hu Zhe immediately gave up his defense against Qiu Ze knowingly, rushed up to Wu Yichen's side, and double-clamped Peng Peng.

"Hmm......" Peng Peng had no choice but to kill the ball, he held the ball tightly and waited for the time to pass by second. If you consume him for twenty-four seconds, you will make a lot of money!

Wu Yichen wanted to steal, but he didn't dare to make a move, he was afraid that Peng Peng would get a fatal foul if he moved. They haven't fouled yet yet, and if they do, according to the rules, the little time they have left to attack will be back to 14 seconds, and the gain will outweigh the loss.

"Knock-" The gong finally sounded when the twenty-fourth second attack time was up. Peng Peng threw the ball in his hand, took a breath, and walked back to the half court with a high-five with his teammates.

Twenty-four seconds, six points apart, is it still a step slower after all? Wu Yichen crossed his hands on his hips, looked at the score and time on the LED electronic screen, and sighed.

A figure suddenly caught his eye.

Min Ting was looking at Wu Yichen, Wu Yichen also looked at him, and Min Ting's eyes were full of encouragement.

Twenty-four seconds left, we can still win! Wu Yichen shook off his wet hair, took Hu Zhe's serve, and rushed to the front court against time.

"Clamp Defense!!" Peng Peng couldn't hold back any longer, let go of the pride in his heart, and he chose to let his teammates assist him.

"Block!" Wu Yichen shouted almost at the same time.

Xia Jie, who came up to help the defense, was blocked by Cai Taizhe, and Wu Yichen just passed the block and jumped, jumping up and shooting half a meter outside the three-point line.

I'm going to tell you, what is a real shot! That's a wrist turn! Shots must go in, this is my wrist turn! Wu Yichen roared wildly in his heart, and gently flicked the ball out with his right hand.

Everyone looked up and watched the ball spin in the air, arcing, popping with the inside of the basket and finally flipping into a white net.

"Ahh Wu Yichen couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart anymore, and roared wildly, and the green tendons on his neck burst out, giving people an incomparably domineering momentum.

70:67！ Three points and 19 seconds left!

"Tut-" Although Li Dong was shocked, as a qualified coach, he still called a timeout at the first time.

"Steady! Later, Ah Tong will come on the court, you will shoot the most accurate free throws, and you will receive the serve! Score these two goals safely and you can win! Li Dong said quickly.

"The whole audience is pressing! To break their balls, I don't believe a group of high school students can break the full court again and again! They foul as soon as they get the ball! We have one more foul to send them to the free throw line! Grit your teeth, this is our last chance! Zhou Leehom clapped his hands and said excitedly that he had never encountered such a scene.

Wu Yichen gasped for breath, three points, three points!

"Toot-" The sound of the beginning of the decisive battle finally sounded.

"Push it on! Hurry up! Zhou Leehom roared from the sidelines. Wu Yichen was defending Peng Peng, who was waiting for the plane to make a steal, although he didn't know why the other party had replaced him with a No. 7, but time did not allow him to think so much.

"Ball!" No. 7 Deng Xiaotong, who was replaced on the field, pulled Zheng Chao's jersey, and suddenly pushed Zheng Chao very covertly, Zheng Chao was distanced by him, and secretly said that it was not good in his heart, so he hurriedly pounced on Deng Xiaotong, who had just received the ball, and fouled him.

Another serve, this time it must be grabbed! Wu Yichen made up his mind in his heart.

But he forgot one thing, why did the opposing coach send this No. 7 on the field?

The ball was not sent towards Peng Peng, but fell into Deng Xiaotong's hands again.

"Beep-" Zheng Chao wasted a second and fouled Deng Xiaotong.

"Brush!" Deng Xiaotong actually withstood the pressure and scored two free throws!

Wu Yichen was surprised in his heart, and suddenly understood. There is no timeout in the fourth, and you have to catch the ball and dribble it from the back court to the front court to shoot. But now Wu Yichen was posted by this damn Deng Xiaotong.

What the?! The whole audience is pressing!! Zhou Leehom thought in surprise, he would never have expected Li Dong to make such a bold decision.

Wu Yichen finally received the ball, but he didn't dare to speed up and rush to the front, because the opponent's formation was obvious, if he rushed forward, he would not be defended by two people, but by three people.

"Hey!" Wu Yichen shook the ball and called at Zheng Chao at the same time.

Li Dong didn't know why, at this time, he actually nodded to Wu Yichen who passed the ball and expressed his appreciation. A player who can keep his cool at the last minute is a good seedling! It's a pity that you have already lost this game!

Zheng Chao rushed through the half, but he was caught by a double guard. Li Dong seemed to have expected Wu Yichen to pass the ball, and this hand had already been arranged in the previous timeout.

"!" Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, there were only eight seconds left. Wu Yichen was also entangled by this Deng Xiaotong, he was unwilling, why couldn't he get the ball by himself!

Suddenly, Wu Yichen saw a figure running towards him, and he accelerated without hesitation to shake off Deng Xiaotong. Deng Xiaotong was catching up but bumped into Kong Meng's body.

"Ball!"

Zheng Chao squeezed away the two of them, and a direct pass reached Wu Yichen's hands. Wu Yichen jumped up and cast.

"Brush!" 72:70, two parts of the gap! However, there are only three seconds left for the fourth middle school.

"Don't give up!" Wu Yichen yelled, and the players quickly opened the whole court.

Wu Yichen went to defend Deng Xiaotong, he knew that Deng Xiaotong would definitely catch the ball and make free throws, but he would not let Deng Xiaotong receive the ball so easily.

There was a sudden flower in front of him, and then it was dark, and Deng Xiaotong disappeared from his sight.

Wu Yichen realized that Zhou Mingzhe came to block the demolition, and hurriedly shouted: "Foul!" ”

Cai Taizhe rudely grabbed Deng Xiaotong, but in exchange for Deng Xiaotong's ridicule.

1.4 seconds, what can be done?!

"Brush!" Deng Xiaotong hit the first free throw, a steady hit, in his hands, it seemed that he would never throw it.

At 73:70, the last hope had been shattered, Wu Yichen sat down on the ground dejectedly, smiling hehehe.

The last free throw, scored or not, loses the game because if it doesn't go in, the timer starts to move as soon as the ball hits the basket, and then the measly 1.4 seconds left are fleeting.

It's over, it's over! Wu Yichen angrily smashed his right fist on the wooden floor, making a bang, after all, he was still a step too late!

"Tut-" 74:70, the last free throw, Deng Xiaotong still scored. (To be continued.) )