Just when Chen Anxi's heart was pounding, the mobile phone rang, and when he saw that the call reminder was Zhang Zi, he immediately connected it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Something happened." Village Chief Zhangzi's voice couldn't be heard whether he was happy or sad, "Before I arrived at the county seat, the road ahead collapsed, so I had to come back." ”

Chen Anxi hung up the phone and rubbed his eyes, and said to himself: "Since I'm back, then I'll watch the game carefully, anyway, the coaches of other schools have run away, and no one will rob me anymore." ”

Another frontcourt rebound, Wang Gang slammed to the ground, boom! This time, Wang Gang didn't get up for a long time.

The dull sound of landing on the ground startled the referee, thinking that Xiaoqiang, who couldn't fall to death, was finally tired, and he finally didn't have to worry about staring at his eyes anymore, so he rushed forward and blurted out: "Carry away!" Carry it away! ”

Wang Gang's head was still on the ground, and when he heard the referee's voice, he raised a hand with difficulty, signaling that he was still alive and saving a stretcher for the sponsor of the competition, "Wait...... For a moment, I ...... Not bad! ”

The rest of the teenagers in Liucun gathered around Wang Gang at a loss, and one teenager shouted at the sidelines: "Mom! Bring up the safflower oil! ”

"Don't take it, it's useless." Wang Gang struggled to get up, there was an obvious impact mark on his forehead, and the bruises, redness and swelling hurt to look at.

The referee actually hopes that Wang Gang can go down here, and he can save a lot of heart, otherwise he will continue to play according to this trend, and he will have to make a cameo appearance to blow the mourning whistle today, in short, he can't blow too happily, otherwise he will have to lie on the home field of this Liucun.

"What are you doing in a daze, defending and defending." Wang Gang shook his head and forced a laugh, and just when everyone was ready to continue the game, Wang Gang suddenly shouted coldly: "Don't come up!" ”

Everyone didn't understand what Wang Gang was yelling, but one leg in the crowd seemed to be a reflex, and it withdrew back into the crowd with the roar.

Chen Anxi glanced at the scoreboard, 63:2, and the third quarter was about to end.

The score gap is so big, even if the gods come down, it is difficult to turn the tide, Chen Anxi is full of thoughts: Is he on or not?

Wang Gang didn't know that the high school coach had gone, leaving only Chen Anxi alone, but Wang Gang remembered very well what Chen Anxi said before the game.

Best friend? Definitely!

Wang Gang knew very well in his heart that even if Zhou Tianxuan played in the fourth quarter, it would be impossible for him to make a shocking reversal alone, he needed help! But now among the five people on the field in Liucun, which one is not a strong crossbow bow? I can still hold on hard because I still have a breath in my stomach.

There is resentment because Zhou Tianxue betrayed himself!

Since we can still hold on and the outcome of the game has been decided, let's finish the game, and if you are going to play in the United States in the future, you will not leave a bad stain...... Wang Gang took a deep look at a crowd without a trace, and then began to beckon his partner to defend: "It's the last quarter!" Hold on, everyone! ”

"Good!" Yanagimura Boy suddenly seemed to burst out of his deepest potential, and launched a full-court tight defense that made the Shintokumura players jaw-dropping!

Defend tightly! That's winding up everyone on the field, you can only run!

Although the physical exertion of the young people in Liucun is even greater because of the big difference in strength, the players of Xindecun are also tired after playing three quarters! At this time, why is he still pressing the defense all over the court? You Liucun are trying to fight hard! Since you have lost, what is the picture?! The whole audience is running desperately to make a lot of money?

The Xindecun players couldn't figure it out at all, but the opponent had already launched a desperate stance, what could they do? Open your mouth wide, breathe hard, and run hard! Winning is a sure win, but you can't be beaten by someone in the final quarter when the whole army collapses!

The game really only looks at the result, but in the end, it was beaten to end the game, where is the face?

The Xindecun players don't want to nail that ridiculous pillar of shame for the rest of their lives, so they have to work hard passively.

Both sides are red-eyed, and the foul scale is bigger!

Bang bang bang! The physical confrontation continues!

In this regard, the referee can only pray that there will not be a guy fainting in front of him before the end of the game, because the referee's manual does not write how to blow the player's tired and fainted.

The Yanagimura boy is indeed tired, and after the Xindecun players began to speed up and consciously increase their physical confrontation, the sequelae of the strong support became more and more obvious.

A teenager gritted his teeth and chased after the ass of the Xinde Village player, staggering, looking like he would die suddenly at any time, and the referee looked at his watch every second, and looked at his watch every second!

Two minutes to go! But it was the worst two minutes.

The referee secretly complained, and the two eyeballs were eager to dig out and throw them on the body of the young man in Liucun, so that he could observe his physical state at any time and weigh whether the last breath he was hanging on could last until the end.

Just when the referee began to worship Santa Claus after worshipping the Oriental Bodhisattva with his head full of his head and nowhere to go, Yanagimura called a timeout!

The referee breathed a sigh of relief, even if he rested for ten seconds, the breath he held would definitely last until the end! Hahaha, there won't be a death!

When the young man of Liucun left the field, he saw that Village Chief Zhang Zi and Zhou Tianxue, who had not appeared, were there!

Traitor! The teenagers really want to go up and slap Zhou Tianxue, and then spit!

But...... What can you do when you grow up together?

Maybe there's something really wrong with natural selection?

The young man of Yanagimura desperately tried to convince himself.

Village Chief Zhang Zi said to a young man: "You go down, let heaven choose it." ”

"I don't!" The young man stubbornly turned his head and refused to listen to the arrangement. Even if I chose to believe that Zhou Tianxue lost the final because something could not appear in time, but if I lost, I lost! This hurdle was not overtaken by the teenager for a while.

"You're down!" Village Chief Zhang Zi shouted at another teenager.

"I don't!" In the same way, the boy stubbornly turned around.

Wang Gang said sullenly: "Uncle Zhang, I can't bear it, I'll get down." ”

No one objected to this decision, Wang Gang patted Zhou Tianxue on the shoulder: "Fight hard." ”

It's the same as before.

"Okay." Zhou Tianxue nodded and began to walk towards the field.

Originally, the remaining four teenagers in Liucun were standing closer to the basketball court than Zhou Tianxue, and they only needed a few steps to walk on the court, but at this time, the teenagers chose to wait until Zhou Tianxue stepped on the basketball court before following behind them into the battlefield of the final battle.

The final showdown? No, it's holding your ground and holding on until the last moment.

The teenagers were a little sad.

The people of Xinde Village saw that in the last two minutes, Liu Cun sent a substitute who had not played a minute of the game, and chose to let the Xiao Qiang, who couldn't be killed in the whole game, rest, and finally breathed a sigh of relief: Damn, I finally gave up! This is long overdue! Why make everyone tired and tired!

But the referee was not happy, and his heart was like a mirror! Once the boy who walked in the front and seemed to be harmless to livestock came on the field, even if it was only for two minutes, he could instantly beat the game as if he had eaten gunpowder.

It's going to be a dead man! The referee patted his forehead, bit the whistle listlessly, and secretly prayed again: You can dunk it every other person, and you should be dissipated, but don't give me any other moths!

Yanagimura has the ball, and Zhou Tian chooses to control the ball.

Half through, suddenly accelerate! Flash into the inside line in two steps! Jump! In front of him is the center of Xinde Village's one-meter-eighty-nine!

Jump high! Buckled! Riding on the shoulders of the center buckled!

Ride buckle!

The referee groaned softly, looking at the creaking rebounds and complaining powerlessly.

The villagers of Liucun re-lit their cigarettes, and seemed to suddenly remember that they were already forty or fifty years old, seventy or eighty years old, and it was really not suitable to shout cheers, so it was the same as before, and lighting a cigarette should be celebrated.

Scoring is like chopping melons and vegetables, this is the rhythm of the game. The villagers of Liucun crossed their legs and thought leisurely.