"53-51, the experimental high school team has a two-point lead!" The commentator grabbed the earpiece and clasped his hands nervously, "There is still one minute before the end of the game, can the High School attached to the University seize the opportunity?" ”

Qin Jiu also moved his gaze to the court, and at this time, the opposing player's player had already gotten up and jumped.

The goal went in, two points.

The numbers on the scorer change.

53 to 53.

On the timer, there are 45 seconds left.

Ji Ran got the ball, and the experimental high school team had one last chance to attack.

Gangda strode over, raising his right hand.

"The last goal, we still have a chance."

Everyone quickly returned to the opponent's field, and no one wanted to miss the last opportunity, so they were not in a hurry to score, but according to Jiangbei's requirements, they stabilized the rhythm.

After trying left and right, they couldn't break through to the inside line, and the other two stopped Jiangbei under the basket, Ji Ran gritted his teeth and passed the ball to Jiangnan.

Jiangnan catches the ball and adjusts his breathing.

Everyone believes that Jiangnan will inevitably make the last long-distance investment.

Therefore, the crowd quickly moved, and two men came to stop him.

The last chance to pitch, after so many years of waiting for the game, this ball cannot be risked.

They just have to wait for another 2 points, and there is no need to risk shooting 3-pointers.

The people on the other side are all stopping Jiangnan, and there is a gap under the basket at this time.

This is an opportunity.

Gangnam leans sideways and passes.

"Xiaobei!"

On the pitch, always be prepared to do both.

Both brothers knew this very well.

Escaping the other party's block, Jiangbei got up and jumped the ball, came sideways, and flew up.

Slam dunk!

The opponent's center knew that he had fallen for their plan, gritted his teeth, jumped up recklessly, and hit Jiangbei's arm with the ball.

Technical fouls.

The ball flew off the field, the coach blew the whistle, the opponent's center was red carded, and Jiangbei made a free throw.

Everyone in the experimental high school looked at Jiangbei worriedly.

Everyone knows that on the field, Jiangbei is a fierce general.

But free throws, he's really not good at it.

In the league final in the third year of junior high school, when he made his last free throw, it happened to be the time of his mother's death.

Since then, free throws have become a shadow of Jiangbei.

"Xiaobei!" Jiang Nan took the ball and walked over to hug his shoulder, "Big deal, let's play overtime." ”

Now, the two teams are level and they still have a chance.

"Yes, Jiangbei, don't be nervous!"

"We can win!"

Several of his buddies came over to cheer him up.

No one wants to put pressure on him.

If you don't enter, you won't enter, and it's a big deal to overtime.

Jiangbei nodded and stood at the free throw line.

In the stands, Wei Lai held the bar tightly.

Father Jiang, who was standing beside her, was also nervous.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Yu saw that something was wrong and asked suspiciously.

She didn't know Jiangbei's secrets in this regard.

"Jiangbei has a psychological shadow on free throws." Qin Jiu explained.

Last time, she helped him on the sidelines.

But this time, she couldn't.

This is the gymnasium, and there are thousands of people on site.

In such a noisy place, it was impossible for her to psychologically intervene with him.

This time, Jiangbei can only rely on himself.

All eyes were fixed on Jiang Bei, and he patted the ball lightly on the ground.

Jiang Bei straightened up and raised his eyes to look at the basket.

In front of me, my mother flashed again.

The mother, covered in blood, lay on the emergency table, and fell her head weakly to everything.

There was a sudden trance in front of his eyes, and the basketball was a little blurry.

Raising his arm, wiping the sweat on his forehead with a wrist guard, Jiangbei took a deep breath and shot.

Ball......

Didn't go in!