Chapter Seventy-Six: But You Can't Win
"How's it going?"
Duan Cheng hurriedly ran to Wang Lizhong's side, and the game between Qingcheng No. 4 Middle School and Weicheng No. 10 Middle School was over - without suspense and twists and turns.
"Everyone is doing very well, but they are a little bit unlucky." Wang Lizhong pinched his fingers and gestured to Duan Cheng with a smile.
"Good shot!"
Hearing the shouts of Wang Yu and other players on the side, the two coaches focused their eyes on the court.
At this time, Li Zhongtong had already stood on the free throw line on the court, waiting for the referee to execute the free throw.
Ren Panshi stood on the waistline closest to the basket, and standing next to him was No. 15, the highest-scoring No. 15 in the game, the opponent with the two big words "Damon" printed on the back.
"Do you really think you can still win?" Ren Panshi asked Damon beside him.
Damon frowned slightly, and did not answer him, but his face was full of questions.
It's like saying, "Are you talking about people?" Why don't I understand. β
Ren Panshi was a little embarrassed by Damon's reaction, but the referee hadn't reached the bottom line yet, and he still wanted to say something: "You guys are better than you imagined, steals, blocks, hot pots, fast breaks, including the two plus one just now, are all very thoughtful." β
"But you can't win, so stop struggling and save some energy for the afternoon's game."
Watching the referee walk to the bottom line and begin to signal that Li Zhongtong, who was standing at the free throw line, had only one free throw opportunity, Ren Panshi said the last sentence: "If you can appear, you can only appear as the second in the group." β
The basketball entered the net in response, and Ren Panshi ran to the opponent's half court for the first time.
Damon's eyes stayed on Ren Panshi's back for a second, and then quickly plunged into a new round of full-court pressing.
He has a different view on the matter of "not winning". Now the score is 62:53, and in the past three minutes, they have narrowed the score difference from 21 points to 8 points!
There are three minutes left before the end of the game, why can't we win?
Thinking of this, Damon quickly glanced at Wang Lei and Zhang Likun, who were just as fast as him on the court, and continued to devote himself to blocking Kong Lingzhao's line of sight.
"Why don't you really go up and pick it up?" Zou Qiang, who was in his own half-court defense, once again asked Zhang Chaoyang beside him puzzled.
"Are you bothered? Do you talk so much all the time? No, no, no, no, no! That's it! β
Zhang Chaoyang stood beside Zou Qiang with his waist crossed, with an impatient expression and a suspicious and verbose tone, which even made Zou Qiang think that he would stomp his feet coquettishly because of his repeated questioning in the next second!
Well?? Zou Qiang looked at Zhang Chaoyang's eyebrows and eyes seriously, a very masculine man's appearance......
Forcibly getting rid of the boring thoughts in his head, Zou Qiang looked at the situation in his front court, and spoke again: "Are you really not going?" I can't send it out. β
"I'm going to go, you're going."
"Drip-Quanda High School, serve violation, change serve."
The referee's whistle sounded at the same time as Zhang Chaoyang's words, and on the other side, Kong Lingzhao's serve was blocked more tightly when he served after Damon jumped out of the court, which led to a service violation.
Zhang Chaoyang ran past half court and settled down, and did not forget to taunt when passing by Kong Lingzhao: "You coaxed, you are afraid of being fanned out of bounds again, you don't dare to serve." β
"Save it! You can come and answer it! Kong Lingzhao retorted.
"Do you need it?"
"No, you don't!"
"That's it."
Ah Fei and Zou Qiang heard this conversation between the two, and then they suddenly felt unhappy-
"Who do you look down on?" Zou Qiang spoke bluntly, in exchange for an embarrassing smile from Zhang Chaoyang. Although Ah Fei didn't say anything, the cold in his eyes was even worse.
Wang Lei easily sent the ball out, Zhang Likun did not hesitate after receiving the ball, and quickly passed the ball back to Wang Lei.
Since the beginning of the second quarter of the game, the mid-range and long-range shooting in the sixteenth has failed, and Wang Lei has given up the idea of attacking from the outside.
Putting the offensive vision on the inside again, Wang Lei quietly brought the ball to the right side, and while Chen Min, who was defending him, was not paying attention, he suddenly accelerated and rushed to the basket, rushing straight to Ren Panshi's defense area!
What I didn't expect was that I made a trip to bite the gold halfway!
Zhang Chaoyang suddenly appeared in front of Wang Lei, forcing Wang Lei to brake suddenly! Wang Lei reacted quite quickly, making an emergency stop and then turning around and shaking. But Zhang Chaoyang was not shaken, and still tightly stuck the space outside the penalty area, so that Wang Lei had no way in.
Wang Lei didn't do much entanglement, a step back, directly opened the distance with Zhang Chaoyang, and the moment he retreated to the three-point line, seeing that Zhang Chaoyang did not step forward to follow, he directly pulled out a dry pull, and shot in three points!
When he tried to break through, he had already taken a rough look at the situation on the court, and Ren Panshi under the basket was in front of Li Zhongtong, the two were almost the same in height, and Ren Panshi's bouncing ability had also been vividly demonstrated in the game, and there was almost no possibility of hanging the ball.
Zhang Likun was on the weak side, and Ah Fei was also blocked by Kong Lingzhao at the three-point line on the weak side, and he couldn't get rid of it - I have to say that his defense is really good! There is only one point left for Zou Qiang to be linked on his side, but Zou Qiang's position is not good, he is blocked behind Chen Min and Zhang Chaoyang, and the passing space is too small.
Forcing me to shoot? Then I will fulfill you!
Wang Lei is not a master who doesn't dare to shoot because of his poor hand - isn't it just iron? It is a great honor to have the opportunity to strike iron!
Three-point shot, the moment he landed, Wang Lei didn't think about it, and rushed straight to Chen Min, who looked back at the basket, and scared Chen Min!
"Don't look at it, let's go." Wang Lei spoke calmly, blocking the sight of Chen Min, who was a whole circle smaller than him.
"Three-point shot from afarβ"
The broadcast on the sideline recording station sounded, which also meant that the score was once again pressed to 5 points!
There is one minute left until the end of the game!
Li Zhongtong jumped up and picked up the basketball that fell slowly from the net, and handed it directly to the referee standing on the bottom line.
The referee was taken aback by his move, but suddenly reacted that the time was Mao Shi - there was not much time left for the sixteenth middle school.
The whistle waved, and the referee called the player from Quanda High School to serve to the baseline, and another five seconds passed.
Zhang Chaoyang once again did not hesitate to run to the 16th half of the half, and unlike before, Ren Panshi went straight to the baseline service area and took over the basketball in the hands of the referee.
There was a sudden chaos on the court, Li Zhongtong was under the basket, quickly blocking the field of vision of Ren Panshi, who was two or three centimeters shorter than himself, and the others on the court also quickly formed an offensive and defensive position in pairs in the serving half, and quickly ran to change positions!
Ren Panshi took two steps back, glanced at Li Zhongtong's raised arms, and took two steps back. Li Zhongtong feels bad!
At one time, two shouts rang out at the same timeβ
"Don't be lazy!!"
"Xiaoqiang!!"
The sound quickly reached Zou Qiang's ears in the front court, and there was a basketball flying over with the sound - Ren Panshi picked up his right arm and accurately threw the ball into the front court penalty area!
Zou Qiang quickly approached Zhang Chaoyang, and Zhang Chaoyang caught the moment when Zou Qiang's right foot landed on the ground, and quickly started to the left! A simple disguise, taking advantage of Zou Qiang's panic, successfully spared the forbidden area!
Just when everyone thought that this would be a quick two-point score, Zhang Chaoyang actually took the ball to the other side without Zou Qiang, and when Zou Qiang arrived, his feet just fell outside the three-point line!
Zhang Chaoyang ignored Zou Qiang's defense, got up cleanly, raised his elbow to wipe Zou Qiang's face that had begun to fall after jumping, and then brushed Zou Qiang's uncontrollable right hand, and threw the basketball with a "swish"!
"Drip-"
"Huh!"
"No. 9 in Jian'an No. 16 Middle School, the hitter fouls, three points are valid, and one penalty is added!"
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"Are you crying?"
"I didn't ......"
"You're just crying!"
"No, no! You're not annoyed! β
"Don't think about it, Qingcheng No. 4 Middle School was originally the seeded team of the top four, and it's normal if you can't beat it, hurry up and eat! In the afternoon, hit the little-known Jian'an 16th Middle School! You're going to win! β
Gu Kai comforted Kitano, who lost to Qingcheng No. 4 Middle School by 14 points and was in an extremely depressed mood, and wanted to cheer up his hair child, but he didn't expect it to backfire.
"What do you know......" Kitano, who was in high spirits before the game, was completely out of vitality like a frosted eggplant at this time, "Losing to Qingcheng No. 4 Middle School is equivalent to being out......"
One sentence silenced Gu Kai - yes, who can win the Quanda High School......
The third fart in the group is useless, what is the use of winning a little-known Jian'an No. 16 Middle School?
"Cheer up! Gotta win! Gu Kai said again!
"Just for basketball! Win a game! Gu Kai stretched out his right hand and waited for Kitano's response.
Kitano looked at Gu Kai's outstretched right hand, his eyes were red for a while, and the moment his hands clenched into fists, he also said firmly: "Hmm! For basketball! β