At half-time, the two teams were tied at 31.

Rao is Tang Wenlong is extremely confident, and now he also feels a little tricky. Duke University's tactical execution is better than that of Syracuse, and they have a very sensitive sense of on-court tactical changes, and many times when Tang Wenlong makes tactical changes, Duke University will naturally change the way they defend.

However, Tang Wenlong didn't know that he only took half a time to convince Coach K.

Coach K coached the American Dream Team in 08 years, and he was no stranger to several superstars in the team at that time, and Tang Wenlong's performance in the first half just now was like the temperament of those superstars, and his super high basketball IQ was undoubtedly reflected in the tactical changes, and he was always able to interpret the game in the most correct way.

"What a very smart little guy." Coach K held a copy of the first-half technical statistics handed to him by the staff and chuckled softly.

After a short intermission, the two teams returned to the field.

"OK, play well, play our offense, play our defense, you guys can do it!" Coach Jim and every disciple on the field high-fived and cheered.

The referee on duty looked up at the timers on both sides, then glanced down at his watch, and blew the whistle with a "beep~".

Tang Wenlong walked onto the court amid the cheers of the fans, although half of the cries were not for him, but he still enjoyed the feeling of 10,000 people waving his arms, like a natural stage, for him, for basketball.

He suddenly remembered one of his favorite basketball quotes - maybe one day I will stop and rest, and lie under my tombstone in the sound of a gorgeous elegy, which will become a monument in the hearts of basketball fans all over the world.

Tang Wenlong opened his arms and closed his eyes, he finally understood why those predecessors always had the most tenacious will, the most tenacious quality, and the most bloody fighting spirit, because of the love in their hearts.

"What's wrong?" Wesley Johnson asked, confused.

Tang Wenlong smiled and said, "It's okay, you have to show 100% concentration in the second half!" ”

Wesley shook his head and said confidently, "Of course, I'm the man who wants to take the MOP!" ”

"Haha." Tang Wenlong laughed and patted Wesley on the shoulder.

The scene of the two laughing was seen by the players of Duke University, and suddenly a nameless fire broke out in Singel's heart, "How dare these guys be so hippie and smiling at such a sacred moment?" It's just unreasonable! ”

"Kill them!" Singer and others secretly scolded Syracuse in their hearts, which is also a way to cheer themselves up.

The referee's whistle sounded again, and Wesley Johnson sent the ball to Tang Wenlong.

"High block attack!" Tang Wenlong shouted, raised his hand to give tactical instructions as he walked, and began to beckon his teammates to run.

Andy understood and shifted from the 45-degree position to the weak side, while Wesley consciously raised the high position, swung his hands down, and stood sideways, making a blocking position. At this time, the other two interior lines, Anderson ambushed in a remote place in the bottom corner, and Blake made a blocking pose at the free throw line, which seemed to be an off-ball cover for someone.

Tang Wenlong dribbled a slight change of direction and passed Wesley, quickly attracting the defensive attention of both Singel and Zobeek.

No one noticed, and after the pick-and-roll, Wesley Johnson quickly withdrew, walked out of an arc, and went straight to the basket!

Shayer, who was originally defending Tang Wenlong, was the first to react and turned around to chase Wesley.

Within two steps, he was confronted by Blake, who had already made a meat shield at the free-throw line, and he was always like a thick wall, so that he suddenly lost the vision of chasing Wesley.

At this moment, Zingler and Zobek on the other side had already sensed that something was wrong, because Tang Wenlong had no intention of breaking through.

saw that Tang Wenlong suddenly grabbed the basketball with both hands and pushed the basketball out with an irregular pushing posture.

The two of them looked shocked and turned their heads back.

The basketball sliced through the air in a wonderful trajectory, and then was caught by Wesley, who cut through the air near the basket, roared, followed the inertia in the air, grabbed the ball and dunked into the basket.

With a bang, a huge sound was transmitted to every corner of the arena through the speakers above the basketball hoop, covering the noisy sound of the scene.

What a wonderful air tie match! Replay footage shows that Wesley's jump and Tang Wenlong's pass are almost the same time, and the tacit understanding between the two is really amazing, and Wesley's head is still faintly higher than the basket after gliding in the air for some distance.

The fans in the stands gasped in unison, frightened by Wesley's amazing physicality.

"Good pass!" Wesley stretched out his hand and pointed at Tang Wenlong, indicating that it was a good ball.

Tang Wenlong also stretched out his hand and responded.

33 to 31.

Nolan Smith possessed the ball across half court and handed it to Lance Thomas, who in the high post and Singer completed a hand-to-hand pass, with Singler leading Wesley by a position with the help of a screen, and then attracting Anderson to step up and distribute the ball to the perimeter.

After a few flips, it was handed back to the inside Zobeek, who turned around and hooked up for a layup.

It didn't go in, and the rebound was taken by Blake, who turned around.

"GO, GO, offense!" Tang Wenlong shouted at the top of his voice.

The Duke players were so frightened that they threw their legs back one by one, wishing they could grow two more legs.

As a result, I looked back and almost died of anger.

Tang Wenlong controlled the basketball and paced leisurely towards the half court, as if he was walking in his own back garden.

Of course, Tang Wenlong didn't want to play Duke University, but he didn't expect Duke University's reaction nerves to be so agile, and the speed of this retreat was difficult even for Syracuse University, which had excellent athletic ability.

Thirty-five seconds of offensive time is abundant, but Tang Wenlong does not like to carry the ball too much on the outside, and after he distributed the ball to Andy Rustin, he began to plunge into the heart of the court and began to run chaotically.

The crowd saw a mess of running on the court, and then Blake, who somehow got an open spot under the basket, unceremoniously rose to the ground and completed a dunk.

35 to 31.

Coach K was very dissatisfied, and ran to the edge of the field and yelled at the court: "Stay focused, stay focused!" ”

This roar seems to have some effect, although he failed to score this wave of attacks, but he also prevented the next wave of attacks from Syracuse University, and the game between the two teams is still anxious.

In a game like this, the courage of young players is more efficient than many technical moves, and it is difficult to distinguish between the two teams in a short period of time when the spirit, technique and tactics are not far apart.

In the ninth minute of the second half, Tang Wenlong ignited the fans of Syracuse University with a tomahawk slam.

It was a half-court attack, Tang Wenlong made a feint to the sky after he came out of the empty cut run, like a shot, and after shaking Shayer's center of gravity slightly, it was a leaning breakthrough, lightning into the inside, grabbing the ball with one hand and a back swing, and completing a flat-frame tomahawk dunk.

The dunk immediately became the best shot of the day so far, replayed on the TV screen.

People were amazed by Tang Wenlong's physical fitness, and for the first time realized that this guy was not the same as the yellow race in the general perception, and he was a super player with physical fitness comparable to black athletes!

Morale at Syracuse University has risen slightly for this, slightly higher than at Duke.

This morale boost could not play a suppressive role, and the two teams tangled for a few more minutes, and when there were only three minutes and sixteen seconds left in the end, 59-59, the game was tied for the ninth time!

The game has entered the official timeout, and it has also entered the most critical period!

Indianapolis, Indiana.

The white-skinned youth stared at the CBS broadcast station and couldn't help but exclaim "Great" when he saw Syracuse being caught up by Duke University again!

Then he bowed his head sharply and kissed the hot beauty nestled in his arms.

"Dear Gordon, do you hate Syracuse so much?" The girl asked with a smile on her face.

"Of course!" Hayward raised his eyebrows, "Crobie, you know, I'm the person who should have appeared on the screen now!" ”

Crobi sneered, snuck at Hayward's squeaky socket, and sneered, "How can you be sure, you're not a future soldier." ”

Hayward blurted out, "Of course I do, I" and then he remembered something, and after a pause replied, "I."

I am very confident in my own strength, if it were not for one more Chinese in Syracuse University this year, our Butler University would be at least a top four team! ”

Sekino, Michigan.

The tall black man stood at the door of the mall passage, watching the live broadcast of the NCAA Finals, and seeing the scene of Tang Wenlong's tomahawk splitting, he couldn't help clenching his fists, his heart was hot, and he secretly applauded his friend.

Then I saw Duke University stubbornly tie the score, and I couldn't help but shake my head and sigh, secretly saying that it was a pity.

There were also many fans gathered in front of the big screen here, everyone was attracted by the wonderful game, and no one noticed that this tall black young man was actually the Michigan titan who had played against Tang Wenlong before-Draymond Green.

Syracuse, New York.

An ordinary car repair shop in the area, there are many employees who come and go here to repair cars.

Suddenly, there was a scream from the store's self-built attic.

"Salad! If you watch the game, you can watch the game, and what nerves do you have? Li Weifu shaved his head and got out from under the car, with oil stains on his body, with an unhappy look on his face, shouting at the attic above his head, and his voice was extremely loud.

"Hmph, I want you to take care of it!"

A delicate woman's voice came from the attic, which sounded young, but there was a fierce feeling.

Li Weifu shook his head helplessly, reached out to open the car door, got in and pressed the button, and popped the front cover of the car