Chapter 8 Graduation of the Prisoner

When the whistle sounded, Song Yuhao, who was standing next to Haozer to assist in defense, immediately raised his hand to eat the foul and protect Haoze, who had already committed four fouls, but the referee was not misled by him, and his gesture was already 30, and he put his hands on his waist, which meant blocking the foul.

At the same time, Team Leader W disputed the decision and made a fist impact, believing that it should have been an offensive foul.

Judging from the positions of several referees on the field just now, this action is not real, and the final result of this penalty will affect whether Ozer can stay on the field, so the referee who could have not watched the replay still went to the technical table to watch the slow-motion replay of the attack just now.

Ozer was already standing on the sidelines waiting to hand over to his replacement teammate, and from his personal feelings, he didn't stand firm at that step. Not surprisingly, he couldn't avoid this foul.

In just a dozen seconds, it feels like a few hours have passed.

In the end, the referee upheld the initial decision, and the No. 30 Ozer of the Hot Bloods team blocked the foul, accumulating the fifth time and going off the court.

With eight minutes left before the end of the game, Ozer was left on the bench cheering on his teammates.

"No problem, the final defense was very good!" Team Leader W still gave his encouragement, "Next time, a little earlier, stand a little firmer, and you can make a foul." ”

This was his original intention, but he took a step slower, from making fouls to finding fouls, which can be regarded as a lesson for young Haoze.

Ozer had a towel hanging down his head, so that his expression could not be seen, and it took him a few minutes to remove the towel and let out a long breath in deep thought and reflection.

I was relieved, and the pressure on my shoulders was suddenly gone.

Suddenly he raised his head, only to see that on the opposite side of the court, someone was making a "like" gesture at him.

His girl, her eyes glowing, the smile on her face was as bright as ever, and he saw adoration, support, and protection in her.

His girl, looking left and right, carefully withdrew the hands she was standing in front of her, shrunk them at her cheeks, and then secretly changed to a "heart" gesture.

His girl, the collision and separation of the upper and lower lip flaps, launched a "poo" for him from afar!

The whole process is short and fast, although it is a bit like being a thief, but it is warm to see Haoze's heart.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and the people around them pretended that they didn't exist.

It's not a blatant show of affection, but it's also a show.

In the fourth quarter of the game, the hot-blooded team was still desperately chasing points, and the score difference narrowed and widened, and opened and narrowed.

MC: "Santoc misses a three-pointer and grabs an offensive rebound. ”

MC: "Oh, pull people foul, Song Yuhao's fourth personal foul. ”

With more than four minutes left in the game, Song Yuhao's fouls were also on the verge of danger.

MC: "As the most important weapon of the Hot Blood Team at both ends of the offensive and defensive ends, Song Yuhao should be careful with four fouls. ”

After receiving the foul, Song Yuhao turned around and hit a key three-pointer in the next offensive link.

MC: "Song Yuhao! is worthy of being the first person in Nanqiao, even if he has four fouls on his back, he is still unstoppable! ”

However, when he returned to the defensive end, he, like Ozer, was in a situation where he couldn't let go.

At such times, even a foul cannot easily make the opponent score.

Team Leader Y called a timeout, and while arranging the next tactics, he helped the players adjust their mentality, especially Song Yuhao.

When the timeout was about to end and the team leaders finished talking about tactics, Hao Ze patted Song Yuhao's arm from behind, and the two had a brief communication and exchange.

I'm afraid only the two of them know what they said.

Presumably a person who has been through the four sins is teaching the experience of another person who has been guilty of the four crimes.

It's a pity that Song Yuhao didn't last until the end, and when there were 3 minutes and 14 seconds left in the game, a pull foul was fouled, and he also graduated.

At this time, the Bamberg team was still 5 points ahead of the Bloods at 70:65.

The two generals were lost, and the situation became more and more difficult.

MC: "Audience, applause to Song Yuhao, and our Haoze!" ”

MC: "Both of them fought to the last drop of blood!" ”

MC: "It's getting a little tough on the inside right now. ”

The backcourt crisis caused by Ozer's departure has not been made up for in the most efficient way, and now because of Song Yuhao's departure, it has triggered an internal crisis, which is undoubtedly worse for the backward team.

MC: "The last three minutes, be sure to bite!" ”

MC: "Let's do it!" One or two! ”

Full time: "Defend!" ”

MC: "One-two! ”

Full time: "Defend!" ”

The whole audience shouted for defense, including the players on the sidelines, the team leader, and the staff watching the game in the background, of course, Ye Jiajia among them.

MC: "Zhang Yi rushed in, Lin Yi on the weak side received the ball, and made a three-point shot!" ”

MC: "Hit! ”

MC: "Lin Yi! A three-pointer at a critical moment! Go straight into the net and equalize! ”

An inside player's shot from the outside, a crucial goal to tie the score!

crazy!

"Handsome!" Ye Jiajia in the background saw that she was punching and stomping her feet, if she could jump up, it was estimated that she would have to smash a pit on the floor!

"Hey, hey, the host in the background pay attention to the emotions!"

The result of being too excited was a serious warning from the field staff.

Ye Jiajia apologized again and again, but she still couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart, so she could only find a corner to sit down and pat her thighs excitedly.

The score was tied and the Bamberg team called a timeout.

MC: "Two minutes and thirteen seconds left, come on, folks!" Let's move on! A cry of defense! ”

The shout of "defense" was deafening, and instantly resounded throughout the stadium!

A successful defense, a long-distance three-point shot, the Bloody team successfully completed the overtake!

In the final stage, both sides made frequent substitutions to ensure that every attack and defense achieved the best results.

Fouls, scrums, steals, free throws, serves, breakaways, splits.

Those words filled the final stages of the game, with tight defense leading to fouls and hit free throws to extend the advantage again.

In the final eight seconds, the Bamberg team trailed by three points and had to call a timeout.

It's so nervous!

It's so exciting!

It's so intense!

It's so pretty!

This kind of competition really makes people want to ask: is there really no script?

Not really.

What the players show on the field is their truest form, and once the game starts, it is not something that any external force can control.

Everyone on the field is the writer and director of this game, and how the plot develops depends on their attitude; The final outcome is up to them.

However, I would like to ask: what if I lose?

Perhaps, the only script given to them is only three words -

Can't lose!