The basketball reflects everyone's eyes and heartbeats, and it scurries towards the basket.

In each section of the flight, you can clearly hear everyone's heartbeats and shouts.

Every second that passes brings the prayerful hands closer to the heart.

Bu Xiaotian had already landed, and Zhong Jinyun had already hit the floor close behind.

Close your eyes in unison, and your ears open hard, to capture the sound of that moment, is it a frame or a net?

Liu Xiyun and Zhang Yuqi are the same, with closed eyes, big ears, closed hands, and lips that want to open but close. Is it in or not?

At that moment, everyone's nerves were highly tense and silent, for fear that a little sound would affect the entire ending.

Xu Qi had already turned his back to the past, this was the first time in his refereeing career, and he didn't dare to watch that basketball.

5！

4！

3！

Voice, sound!

It's going to get into the ears, what it is, what it is!

Zhong Feixuan in the corner walked out of the darkness for the first time, walking rampant on the railing, his eyes fell on the basketball, and at that moment, the No. 24 on the court with his back was like himself.

Bang!

It was extremely crisp, and instantly pierced the hearts of all Class 16 and Whistling Sky supporters.

The cold and thorny made Bu Xiaotian dare not open his eyes for a long time. He knew the basket had made its choice.

Right!

This one, he didn't score!

Liu Xiyun slumped on the seat, the helplessness that slowly rose from Bu Xiaotian's face, her heart was like dead. The back of her head had completely thrown the fourth class, and at that moment, how she wished that boy could shoot the ball, and although she had witnessed countless kills, there had never been a time when she wanted that basketball to roll into the nets as much as she did now.

Her ears suddenly flashed with a sentence that Zhong Jinyun had said,

"Hey, I said I'm much better than Bu Xiaotian, do you believe me?"

Do you believe it?!

These three words filled her mind, and her vision locked on Bu Xiaotian's body was blurred.

2！

The red-faced Wang Song jumped hard and took the rebound from the lost Li Tian, and at that moment, Zhao Biao asked another referee for a timeout.

Honk!

The pause sounded just in time, and the time stopped at 1. 53 seconds.

Without greeting his teammates, Roaring walked to the bench alone. Sit down and cover your head with a towel to block out all sounds.

Zhong Jinyun also staggered to the bench in a hurry, refused everyone's gaze and greetings, closed his eyes, and half-lay on the seat. The game has been temporarily out of the greatest danger, but the bright red words are still seared in his heart.

Lore, I have to lore.

Time is only 1. 53 seconds, what to do, what to do?

The scene was still silent, and the two commentators didn't know how to speak, and the crisp sound of the basket took all their thoughts away.

Zhang Yuqi is the same, she doesn't know where her eyes should be, except for floating in mid-air, there is nowhere to go. Just like her mood at this time, I don't know whether to be happy or sad.

Quietly, waiting for another whistle to blow.

There was another long "beep" whistle.

At the moment when the voice sounded, Zhong Jinyun and Bu Xiaotian looked at the score display screen almost at the same time, and the bright red score of 90 to 91 came into view.

Turning their gaze sharply, the eyes of the two looked at each other again, intertwined.

Zhong Jinyun was the first to grin, signaling a friendly smile.

This smile is incomprehensible to Bu Xiaotian, neither can his teammates, and everyone does not understand.

Only Zhong Jinyun himself understands in his heart,

This means that

I'm going to set this ball.

……

The players from both sides returned to the field.

After Xu Qi saw the two people, he handed the ball to Zhao Biao on the sideline and signaled for the game to start.

As soon as the whistle sounded, the players on both sides began to frantically grab the position, and this crazy move pulled back the scene that was originally distracted.

Don't forget, this is the final battle!

The linesman stood beside Zhao Biao and counted the seconds, and every swing of the gesture was accompanied by the dripping of sweat on Zhao Biao's forehead.

Even though there are only 9 people on the field, it makes him feel like he is in the center of the crowd, and the space is being compressed dramatically.

What about Zhong Jinyun, what about Zhong Jinyun!?

Zhao Biao was looking for that figure, but when he found it, that figure was stuck on the other side of the basketball court by Bu Xiaotian, and Li Lang was standing not far away.

1！

2！

3！

The basketball was held tightly in his hand, and Li Shuai in front of him kept swinging his hands in an attempt to interfere with his vision, and the linesman was still counting the seconds by his side, and his hand had been swung to 3.

The fourth swing is about to be completed.

Suddenly, Wang Song roared,

"Biaozi! Biography! ”

Zhao Biao fixed his eyes, and Wang Song dragged his tired body to Zhong Jinyun's side.

Comprehended, Zhong Jinyun acted!

The step shook his body, and suddenly turned back suddenly, exerting force on the instep of his feet, with the help of Wang Song's huge body, covering sideways, and flying towards the inner line.

At that moment, Zhao Biao seemed to see the movie repeated, just like seeing Zhong Jinyun's first goal against Class 15 for the first time.

Could it be?

4！

Zhao Biao took a big breath, as if he had taken a reassuring pill, and his whole body was like a cannonball launcher, and he used all his strength to pass the ball like a rebound.

5！

As soon as the gesture was made, the ball flew out of his hand.

The audience held their breath once more, and the voice suddenly disappeared into this dimension.

At that moment, Zhong Jinyun rose into the air and received the long-awaited basketball.

The smile slowly crawled all over the face, all the effort, all the sweat and tears, all the hope and pain, all at this moment, let me end!

……

At 10 o'clock in the evening of the same day, Wuhan ushered in a heavy rain.

Ticking, ticking on the window, there was silence in the room, only a faint lamp gave the only light in the darkness, and Bu Xiaotian sat quietly at his desk, his eyes closed, and he felt his heart.

This rain covered the earth like a curtain, and the whole journey ended behind this curtain......

……

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Author's Note: Since then, the class basketball game has ended, and the next step will be the Attack on the Varsity Team Tour. This chapter dragged on for a long time, in large part because the course was suddenly very tense, and then the plot was delayed later in the conception. This novel is just getting started, 10W words. I don't know how long I'll be writing, but I just hope that those who have feelings for this book can accompany me through the journey of this book, and it can be regarded as a dream of mine.