Of course, Zhang Yu won't really do anything to Curry, it's just his imagination.

The U.S. team served in the half, but this time the fast break did not play and fell into position.

Curry continued to change direction, looking for shooting opportunities, keeping his eyes on his teammates from time to time, ready to pass the killing blow at any time.

Zhang Yu was unmoved, Curry suddenly stepped back without warning and made a jumper, Zhang Yu hurriedly reached out to interfere with Curry's vision, and the basketball stuck to his fingers, drawing an arc in the air and drilling into the net.

The score was 57-68, and Curry hit a three-pointer to bring the difference back to double digits. Zhang Yu was guarding Curry's shots throughout the game, but he still let him shoot a fatal goal at a critical moment. This goal hit the Chinese team too hard, and it took a little light to see a little light, and when I turned around, I was hit on the head again!

Zhang Yu's next attack fell into contradictions, and he had the intention to return a three-pointer, but if he missed, the American team was likely to play a quick counterattack again, and the score difference would be further widened, and it would be a severe blow to morale. At this time, the safest thing should be to score two points, and first change the score difference back to double digits.

The U.S. team obviously thought the same way, this time the defense slightly retracted to the inside, appropriately released the outside line, and lured Zhang Yu to shoot three points.

Zhang Yu hesitated outside the three-point line, but out of enough confidence in his outside shooting, he still raised his hand and shot a three-pointer.

Crawford stepped forward to block, his height was not high, and he was a little far away, this block did not cause much interference to Zhang Yu, and everyone on the field stared at this arc......

'Bang'!

The basketball did not go in, and at this critical juncture, Zhang Yu, who was under great pressure, missed this key shot, and the morale of the Chinese team inevitably began to decline with this miss, and the American team grabbed the rebound.

"Defensive...... All back ......"

Li Chunjiang saw on the sidelines that his players did not return to the defense as soon as possible after the attack failed, and was still immersed in the regret that Zhang Yu could not shoot, and shouted angrily off the court, eager to rush up and stop the attack of the American team

Zhang Yu returned to the defense as soon as possible, and the American team Curry, Beasley, and Crawford had already fired three arrows at the same time, all of which were in the middle of the Chinese team. 1V3 in the backfield, Zhang Yu is helpless even if he has three heads and six arms. With a secret sigh, Zhang Yu retreated to the basket, faced with three attack lines, and saw the opportunity to gamble and pounce on Curry, Curry threw the ball into the air, Beasley flew up, and after receiving the ball in the air, he slammed his hands into the air.

"Bang"! The entire basketball hoop was shocked by Beasley's violent dunk, you can imagine how much strength this guy used, at that moment, he definitely regarded the basket as Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu saw that it was Beasley flying over under the basket, and he wisely did not step forward to block it, and dodged with a side step. Otherwise, with the other party's hatred for himself, the end will definitely not be better. In case of a buckle or something, his reputation in this life will be gone, and he doesn't want to ask for hardship.

Beasley dunked this slam dunk, and the score was already 57-70, and the situation was getting worse and worse for the Chinese team.

"Come on, Chinese team...... Zhang Yu, come on......! ”

The players on the court, including Zhang Yu, all had a sharp decline in morale after Beasley's dunk, and the little girl cheered for the Chinese team and Zhang Yu on the sidelines at the right time, and soon all the Chinese fans stood up to cheer for the Chinese team and encourage the players not to give up! The players of the Chinese team were encouraged by the fans at the scene, and their morale finally recovered. Zhang Yu smiled lightly at the cute little girl, praising her on the surface.

The little girl didn't see Zhang Yu's reluctance to smile, raised the corners of her mouth triumphantly, waved her small fist vigorously, and calmly accepted the praise.

Although Zhang Yu was encouraged by the little girl and the fans to cheer himself up, he actually didn't have much confidence in his heart. The competition has reached this point, can you still win the game by yourself?

Zhang Yu's next attack, attracting two defenders on the baseline, moving the ball to the other side in a wide range, Li Xiaoxu pulled the cover to the outside and hit a three-pointer, and the Chinese team stabilized the situation that was about to collapse with the blessing of the fans.

In the following period, the two teams entered a stalemate. The Chinese team felt excellent on the outside, and I don't know if it was inspired by the fans on the spot, so they hit a few long-range shots one after another. The U.S. team's rapid offense can still penetrate the Chinese team's defense, and the momentum of the score increase is only higher than that of the Chinese team.

There are 4 minutes 05 seconds left in the game, the score is 62-77, the Chinese team is 15 points behind, with the passage of time, the situation on the court has not improved with the outbreak of the Chinese team's outside firepower.

Li Chunjiang had to call a timeout, and when the players on the field left the court, they all looked listless. The morale that had just risen a little evaporated as the score gap widened. Even Zhang Yu's expression was extremely depressed, just like the score on the field, the victory was already very far away, what could be done if he didn't want to accept it? The encouragement of the fans only supported the players for three minutes, and they have done their best, but the gap in strength cannot be made up by one breath after all. At this moment, even the fans have lost the momentum to cheer, and in the stadium, only the victorious shouts of American fans remain.

Zhang Yu sat on the bench, didn't dare to turn his head to look at the little girl, drank the drink in one gulp, and lowered his head.

"Mom and Dad must be watching me in front of the TV, will they be disappointed? No, I've done my best, basketball is five people, how much can I do alone, I've done my best."

Zhang Yu lowered his head, thinking silently in his heart, and kept making excuses to comfort himself. He didn't hear a word of what tactics Li Chunjiang had laid out when he paused.

Zhang Yu did his best, playing 26 minutes in this game, shooting 8 of 17 shots, 7 of 8 free throws, and getting 25 points, 5 rebounds, 7 assists, 2 steals and 2 blocks. It is very rare for a 17-year-old player to achieve such a good number in the final. The Chinese fans in front of him and in front of the TV did not blame him because he had done well enough and it was the team's defeat that dragged him down.

Back on the court, the U.S. team's offense was even more ferocious, Beasley dribbled past Xu Yong, who blindly reached out for a steal, and went straight to the basket, looking at his fierce look, he must have wanted to dunk again.

"Even if you lose the game, don't think you can do anything to me!"

Zhang Yu came from the side to make up the defense, and his hand was extremely fast, and he pulled out the basketball in Beasley's hand.

"Well done!"

Chinese fans thought they were going to be dunked by Beasley again, but when they saw Zhang Yu suddenly rush out, they simply cut off the basketball in the opponent's hand and cheered loudly on the court again.

"Come on Zhang Yu, deduct one of them!"

The little girl danced and shouted on the sidelines, like a little lioness.

After Zhang Yu broke the ball, he quickly killed the American team in the halfcourt, and suddenly heard the little girl shouting on the sidelines, and suddenly his heart was hot, and he secretly made up his mind that this ball must end with a slam dunk, and he can no longer live up to the expectations of the little girl and the fans!

Curry pasted Zhang Yu in an attempt to slow Zhang Yu down, but Zhang Yu squeezed Curry away with a slightly heavy shoulder movement.

Although Zhang Yu is not strong, it is no problem to bully Curry, Xiao Zhengtai was bounced away by Zhang Yu in an instant, lost his center of gravity, and could no longer catch up.

The referee not far away felt that Zhang Yu's heavy shoulder action was not obvious, and did not blow Zhang Yu for a foul.

Shake off Curry, and only Clark is left in front of him.

Clark had just galloped back to his three-point line, and as soon as he turned around, Zhang Yu had already slapped his horse to kill. Clark moved backwards with small steps, Zhang Yu dribbled in front of the opponent, and easily shook off the opponent in two disguises in a row. Next, facing the basket that was no longer defended, his feet were exerted, his calf muscles tightened, and he kicked violently on the floor, his body was in the air, his arms were straightened, and he planned to end the attack with a tomahawk slam.

"Be careful!"

The voice of the little girl was mixed with the shouts of her teammates and fans......

An alarm suddenly sounded in Zhang Yu's heart, and then he felt a strong force coming from behind him, and his whole body suddenly lost its balance in the air!

The little girl was so frightened that she closed her eyes, she was not pretending, many female fans in front of the TV closed their eyes at this moment, and couldn't bear to see the picture of Zhang Yu's injury

"Beasley, I'm cǎo Uncle!"

Su Wei's eyes widened angrily in the midfield, his eyebrows were raised, and his eyes were full of anger!