Chapter Eighty-Eight: "Winning Fight"
Wu Yanbo didn't care about this, he still controlled it according to his own rhythm, and when there were two seconds left to overwhelm the time, the position of one meter outside the three-point line suddenly pulled out three points, and his hand fell with a knife, causing the scene to scream again and again.
Most of the audience doesn't have a specific team to support, but they support which side plays well, just to watch the excitement, so there are both praise and criticism.
The opposing coach shouted at the players: "It's okay, don't worry, once in a while." I want to help my teammates feel relieved.
The point guard of the Conservatory of Music broke through with the ball, four-wheel drive, pushed the ball into the basket very quickly, thought he had thrown off all the defense, but Wu Yanbo suddenly appeared, and fanned the ball out of the bottom line, and a more dramatic scene appeared, when the opponent was sending the sideline ball, Wu Yanbo grabbed the sideline ball with a fast hand, turned around all the way down, ran to the frontcourt, a hook hand, the ball gently licked the frame into the net, and also caused a foul on the opposite side of the defense personnel, after taking a deep breath, the serve also hit steadily.
In just thirty seconds, Wu Yanbo scored five points in a row and directly knocked out the opposing coach's timeout. The Conservatory of Music gathered the team to arrange tactics, "The level of this new player is still good, the speed is fast, so you must actively run, the opposite person must guard against him, if he breaks through with the ball, then the basket should pay attention to the defense, try not to foul." "The coach made meticulous tactical arrangements for the players.
On the other hand, on the side of the School of Management and Economics, the team members excitedly high-fived Wu Yanbo one by one. After the pause, Wu Yanbo obviously felt that the defensive pressure on himself had increased, as long as he received the ball, someone would come up to cover it, and as long as he hit the basket, the opponent's defensive range would shrink immediately, but this kind of intensity still couldn't lock Wu Yanbo's "kaleidoscope" attack. Several times hit the inside line, all of which caused damage, the opposite center left the field in just five minutes, without the iron gate of the inside line, Wu Yanbo played more freely, and the other players on the other side did not dare to shoot again, for fear of being fouled by Wu Yanbo again. In just three minutes, the difference was narrowed to 15 points, and seeing that it was about to reach single digits, the coach of the conservatory chose to make substitutions and replace his foreign players to control the situation.
With the arrival of foreign aid, the overall defensive intensity of the Conservatory of Music has risen again, this foreign aid is scored, although the offensive viewing is average, but it is more realistic, the offensive methods are more diverse, and the scoring efficiency is relatively high. The two sides tried to compete with each other, but the overall strength of the School of Management and Economics was still not strong enough, and Wu Yanbo fought for a whole section, but the score difference was still retained at 12 points.
At the end of the third quarter, Wu Yanbo said to Song Zhiyan, who was sitting on the sidelines: "Man, change your clothes, get ready to play, let them feel their real strength." Song Zhiyan smiled and put on a headband and said, "The real game has just begun!" ”
At the beginning of the last quarter, Wu Yanbo scored, Song Zhiyan played point guard, and the backcourt double-shot fought side by side again. After grabbing the rebound, the center of the School of Management and Economics handed the ball to Song Zhiyan, Song Zhiyan passed the half with the ball, and threw a look at Wu Yanbo, Wu Yanbo immediately understood, quickly went down to the basket, jumped high, and the ball arrived, and a violent dunk of the air relay made the screams of the audience deafening.
"Oh my God, I didn't expect him to be able to slam a dunk, it's amazing." , "It's worthy of the person I like, it's so handsome······ The sound of praise filled the air again.
Exiting the defense, Wu Yanbo and Song Zhiyan high-fived, as if they had fought together, the two looked at each other and smiled, opening the prelude to the crazy attack.
According to the established arrangement, the task of the remaining players of SME is to actively run, try to find point guard opportunities, and if they can't find them, attract the defense and create shooting opportunities for Wu Yanbo and Song Zhiyan.
Wu Yan's long pass, Song Zhiyan received the ball under the basket and picked up the basket, Song Zhiyan passed Wu Yanbo wonderfully, the latter rode a horse and shot arrows, accompanied by a beautiful arc, and the ball scored······
The skillful cooperation of the two brought the characteristics of team basketball to the extreme, and the Conservatory really did not expect that their position was disrupted, and after half a quarter, with Wu Yanbo's unreasonable three-point shot in the bottom corner, the two sides finally reached a 78-tie.
The Conservatory had no choice but to call a timeout again, and the coach cheered the players on, telling them not to be overwhelmed by the enemy's offensive momentum, but to show their strength.
After the pause, the Conservatory's offensive organization was obviously much more reasonable, not as strong as before, but more choices to play and find point guard opportunities, so that the advantage of each point could be brought into play.
In this way, although Song Zhiyan and Wu Yanbo on this side continue to win, and on the music side, the characteristics of per capita battle make the score bite very tight, and the scores of both sides rise alternately, but no one has the advantage of the final word. At the last moment, when there are less than 30 seconds left, the management side is one point behind, and this last attack is particularly important.
Song Zhiyan gave the ball to Wu Yanbo just after half the court, and at this critical moment, he still has to believe in Wu Yanbo's ability. But as long as Wu Yanbo and Song Zhiyan get the ball, the other party will inevitably step forward to wrap up, but at this last moment, Wu Yanbo didn't dare to pass the ball to his own players, in case they couldn't shoot, then all the efforts would be in vain.
The opponent's step-by-step defense was only twenty-four seconds, Song Zhiyan broke free from his defense, and quickly ran to Wu Yanbo to block and dismantle him, but the time was obviously not enough to break through, so Wu Yanbo had to get up and jump shot. All eyes were on the basketball. This short second seems to have passed a century for both sides, and the live commentary of "The Ball Scored" was boiling, and the audience couldn't sit still and stood up from the audience.
Wu Yanbo gave Song Zhiyan a thumbs up and praised him for the timely blocking and dismantling just now. But the game is not over yet, the rest of the energy will be on the last five seconds, to prevent the opponent from the five seconds to start from the opponent's sideline ball, this time the sideline ball was sent out smoothly, but due to time constraints, the point guard of the Conservatory of Music had to make a long pass to the front court, but it didn't come to pass, the ball was in the process of flying, was jumped high by Wu Yanbo, broke off, and then threw the ball high into the sky, with the final whistle, the game was finally closed, and the players of the Conservatory of Music stood in place dumbfounded, Unwilling to accept this fact, the members of the student union and the team of the School of Management and Economics hugged together tightly to celebrate, and also lifted Wu Yanbo and Song Zhiyan up and threw them high into the sky.
At the award ceremony, the principal personally presented the award and gave the FMVP trophy to Wu Yanbo, and Wu Yanbo handed the trophy to Song Zhiyan after receiving the trophy, accompanied by the golden rain, the sentence is self-evident - no brothers, no basketball!
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