Second throw, key shot.

Seeing that Jiang Bei was preparing to shoot again, all the students and players of the experimental high school held their breath nervously, for fear that they would interfere with him.

Everyone understands how much pressure Jiangbei has on him at the moment.

The students of the third middle school deliberately shouted.

"Can't throw, can't throw, can't throw!"

At this moment, all eyes in the gymnasium were on Jiang Bei, and no one noticed that at the entrance of the gymnasium, the tall figure who walked in at some point.

The boy has a face similar to Jiangbei, and his size is similar, but his temperament is deeper and more introverted.

The black baseball cap covered the top half of his face, and he couldn't see the look in his eyes, and his pursed lips still showed his emotions.

He...... Very nervous.

In the stands, Wei Lai's nervous hands were sweating.

People know that Jiangbei's free throws are weak, but they don't know the reason for this.

Only Wei Lai knows best that he doesn't know how to vote, but for psychological reasons.

Under such pressure, can Jiangbei exert his true strength?

Qin Jiu stood up, took the plastic megaphone from Wei Lai's hand, and let go of the volume.

"Jiangbei, listen to me. Adjust your breathing, follow my rhythm, exhale, inhale ......"

Qin Jiu has always been not very interested in these competitive sports, and he came to see this game just because of the invitation of Ji Ran and others.

Before she came here, she didn't really care who won or lost.

But now, she wants Experimental High School to win.

She could see that Jiangbei was very nervous.

When people are nervous, their muscles are stiff, how can they shoot well with stiff muscles?

She was going to calm him down.

The girl's voice came to my ears clearly.

Breathing and calming is a simple and practical technique in psychology.

Jiang Bei's eyes fell on Qin Jiu.

The girl's simple white T-shirt is particularly obvious among the flowers.

Exhale.

Inhale.

At her pace, he adjusted his breathing little by little.

Qin Jiu stared at his silhouette and clearly saw Jiang Bei's body begin to relax.

"Good. Now, keep your eyes on the basket and throw the ball out. ”

Jiang Bei raised his eyes and stared at the basket, all his attention focused on the basket.

In the eyes of the young man, there was no other.

What game, what wins......

Now, all he has to do is pitch.

The cacophony faded away, and all he could hear was the faint sound of air passing through his nose.

A bead of sweat dripped down his hair and landed on the tip of his nose.

Jiang Bei took a deep breath, raised his arms, and the basketball came out of his hand, drawing a parabola in mid-air, and hit accurately.

Hollow balls!

On the chronograph board, the time is cleared.

On the scorer, the numbers jump slightly.

78：77。

Experimental High School.

Victory!

"Yay!" Wei Lai rushed over with a cheer and hugged Qin Jiu, "Win, win, we won!" ”

On the court, Ji Ran and others also rushed over, and several big boys hugged Jiang Bei excitedly, and then simply lifted him up.

Although this is only the first of the qualifiers, it is not yet possible to decide whether or not they will make it to the finals.

Because the opponent in this game is the three-middle basketball team that has just won against them, the win or loss of this game is particularly important and precious.

The black-clothed young man standing in the last row, his pursed lips relaxed, raised his right hand and pressed the brim of his hat, he turned and walked to the exit.

Wei Lai hugged Qin Jiu, laughing and screaming, extremely excited.

Qin Jiu raised his face calmly, his gaze lifted from Wei Lai's shoulder, and it was just diagonally facing the direction of the exit, and his gaze fell on the back of the young man in black.

She blinked.

That back......

Kind of familiar.