Chapter Eighty-Seven: "The Last Battle"

The match between the School of Communication and the School of Chemical Materials can be described as tragic, the whole game is a one-sided situation, and at halftime, the School of Communication opened a gap of 30 points, which means that there is no magic stroke, and the second half is already garbage time. Sure enough, the School of Communication, which had the chance to win, tried its best to substitute in the second half, but the pit was too big, and the main force of the College of Chemical Materials couldn't fill it back with all their might, the whistle blew, and the ending was fixed in Chemical Materials 68VS Media 82.

After watching this game, Wu Yanbo went back to formulate a more detailed tactical layout for the players.

Through the super play of the inner line and Song Zhiyan's still fiery hand, after a fierce competition, Jingguan finally defeated the strong rival Media College with a five-point advantage. Song Zhiyan thought that Wu Yanbo would definitely play in this game, but he didn't think that he was really calm, and he didn't choose to play even at the critical moment when the score was overtaken in the third quarter. The resilience of the team needs to be honed, but this kind of gamble does require courage, and the slightest mistake can be irreparable.

The results of the other half district also came out, and the School of Music finally stood out from the half district and met with the School of Management and Economics in the finals.

There is still a week before the finals, and the student union of the school has put up a huge poster at the entrance of the stadium, and many students have discussed after tea and dinner in recent days who will win the finals. One day at dinner, Wu Yanbo heard two people chatting behind him, and one of them said, "You say, who can win this weekend's basketball game?" The other said: "It depends on the situation, it should be the Conservatory of Music, the School of Economics and Management is strong in foreign aid, but he can only play two sessions, and the hard power of others is obviously not enough. The one in front of the head said: "It's hard to say, I heard that the School of Management and Economics has a particularly strong freshman this year, and he has not appeared on the stage, which may become a miracle soldier." The other said: "What a miracle soldier, this is the final and hasn't been on it yet, haven't you seen how hung the media was that day, if you have the strength to be early, it must be blown out blindly." ”······

Wu Yanbo smiled after hearing this, and did not go over to argue, since he went to college, I have to say that Wu Yanbo's arrogance has slowly subsided, and he has become more calm and rational. But also, why bother with these rumors, you should fight back with strength on the field, not trash talk off the field.

For the team's training this week, Wu Yanbo specially rented a basketball hall not far from the school so that he could train at any time. And Wu Yanbo is also the first to go the latest every day, as long as there is no class time, he is practicing in the stadium, and Song Zhiyan has always followed him. And Song Zhiyan really rarely saw Wu Yanbo's almost demonic situation, and also saw Wu Yanbo's strong desire to win and determination to win, so he put away his lazy appearance and practiced hard with him.

On Sunday night, the game didn't start until 7 o'clock, but the stadium was already full at 6.30, and there were still many students outside who couldn't get in, so they had to seize the commanding heights nearby.

At 6.50 a.m., the host began to introduce the members of the two teams, and the players from both sides shook hands with each other, greeted each other in a friendly manner, and then returned to their respective venues.

The School of Management and Economics arranged for Song Zhiyan to lead the team in the first quarter, the two sides jumped the ball in the middle circle, the first attack was taken by the Conservatory of Music, just after half time, he raised his hand and threw three points, and Song Zhiyan, who was on the defensive side, was stunned and did not react, this is too resolute, the first attack was so accompanied, without the slightest hesitation. The three-point bag made the atmosphere of the audience reach its peak from the beginning.

Wu Yanbo saw that Song Zhiyan didn't actively defend, so he shouted on the sidelines: "Wake up, what do you think, this is the final, the final!" Song Zhiyan replied with an OK gesture to reassure Wu Yanbo. Encountering such a strong opponent, Song Zhiyan was also full of energy, and he could finally let go of his hands and feet to fight. Song Zhiyan slipped to the bottom line with the ball, looking for an opportunity, but the opponent was very dead in the defense, and did not give him a chance to shoot, in desperation, he had to pass the ball to his teammates, and then quickly went down to the bottom of the basket.

Wu Yanbo on the sidelines saw this kind of cooperation, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, this is the situation he wants to see, he hopes to make his team grow through a year of experience, rather than relying on him alone, this year Song Zhiyan can help as a foreign aid, but not next year.

The two sides come and go, each with a good move. The Conservatory of Music deserves to break through from the other half of the region effortlessly, whether it is the iron gate defense on the inside, or the tough layup, or the three-point shooting and organizational ability on the outside, it is not the team that has encountered before, even if it is the School of Communication, it is still a step behind. After a quarter of the game, the score was very anxious to reach 27 draws, Song Zhiyan was tired and panting, sweat dripping down, sat for half a minute, and a puddle of water fell on the ground. Wu Yanbo handed over the towel and water, and Song Zhiyan buried his head in the towel.

"In the second quarter, you should rest first." Wu Yanbo said to Song Zhiyan, Song Zhiyan raised his head and said, "Then you are on?" Wu Yanbo shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I'll go out in the next two quarters to create some illusions for them, and consume their physical strength by the way." Song Zhiyan was tired enough, and he couldn't care about it so much, so he nodded and let Wu Yanbo arrange it.

After there was no Song Zhiyan, the team's offensive ability immediately dropped a notch, and the Conservatory of Music took the opportunity to play a wave of 15-0 climax, so anxious that the coach of the School of Economics and Management walked in front of Wu Yanbo and asked him to go now, Wu Yanbo still insisted on his choice and persuaded the coach.

In the second quarter, I couldn't bear to look at it directly, and by the end of the first half, a 35-point pit had formed. The audience at the scene didn't buy it, calling the final too bad, and even some good actors were inciting "fake match, fake game······

The cheerleading performance began, the chaotic scene was relatively quiet, and everyone put aside the dispute about the game and began to enjoy the girls' performances. And Wu Yanbo took off his coat and began to warm up, and the team members were also excited.

The third quarter of the game began, and when the audience saw Wu Yanbo on the court, they couldn't help but stir up again - "Is this the secret weapon of SME School?" "Look, look, that handsome guy played that day, oh my God, he's so handsome, I'll have to ask him for WeChat in a while." ”······

Wu Yanbo took the ball to execute the first attack, and the opponent couldn't help but pay attention when he saw a newcomer on the court. Wu Yanbo quickly passed the half with the ball and began to press the rhythm after a long time, and he didn't make a move. The boos on the sidelines remembered again, and some discordant voices came out of the audience: "You vote, hurry up and vote, if you don't vote, go down." ”

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