Basketball Myth: Super Guard

Seeing that Qin Hao made a mid-range shot again, the players of Yunzhou No. 1 Middle School shuddered and felt a little cold. Yu Yang No. 7 Middle School was ahead again, and there were only a few dozen seconds left in the game.

This time, Yuan Shaohua learned the lesson of the first game and held a pause in his hand. Seeing this, he hurriedly called a pause.

When the players came down, he first cheered the players up, then spread out the tactical board, laid out tactics, and exhorted: "We must score this attack, score this attack, we can catch up with the score, and then No matter how well we defend against the opponent’s attack, we still have a chance.”

"Um."

"clear."

Several players nodded in unison.

There are still 52 seconds left in the game. After they hit an attack, it is estimated that there are more than 30 seconds left. As long as they defend the last attack of Yuyang No. 7 Middle School, they can still have about ten seconds. Opportunity to kill Yuyang No. 7 High School...

Of course, this offense would have been even better if it scored a 3-pointer.

Yuyang No. 7 Middle School obviously wouldn't let Yunzhou No. 1 score a three-pointer and strictly guarded against the three-point line. Finally, the ball was given to Jiang Chengjie. Jiang Chengjie made a layup. Wang Lei jumped up and blocked the shot. Got a defensive foul and sent Jiang Chengjie to the free throw line.

"call......"

Jiang Chengjie walked to the free throw line, took a deep breath, and shook his wrist...

boom!

Missed the first penalty.

Fortunately, the second free throw was made, and the score became 86:85, with Yu Yang leading by 1 point in the seventh.

"Defense, defend!"

"We still have a chance against this ball."

For a time, the fans who supported Yunzhou No. 1 Middle School shouted in unison.

Yunzhou No. 1 Middle School quickly retreated, and there were 36 seconds left in the game time. Yuyang No. 7 Middle School had enough time to defend against this attack.

Qin Hao advanced with the ball. After he came to the frontcourt, he spent a bit of time. After all, his side was ahead by 1 point. He waited until only 7 seconds left in 24 seconds before taking action. First, he dribbled the ball under the crotch, and then suddenly changed direction. , the ball changes from right hand to left hand and breaks from the left.

"Left." Jiang Chengjie hurriedly moved, preempting the card slot.

The next moment, Qin Hao hooked the basketball with his left hand, and suddenly turned around with the ball, Jiang Chengjie secretly said "not good", and quickly retreated to avoid being turned by Qin Hao.

However, Qin Hao's turn was not to bypass Jiang Chengjie and rush to the basket, not to turn inside, but to go out, but to widen the distance from Jiang Chengjie.

Qin Hao jumped up, stretched his body, raised the basketball with his right hand, and flicked his wrist, another mid-range shot...

"Shh!"

With a soft sound, the basketball hole pierced the net.

The score was 88:85, and Yuyang No. 7 led by 3 points.

"nice shot......"

For a time, the substitute players of Yuyang No. 7 Middle School and the fans in the audience who supported Yuyang No. 7 Middle School all jumped up, cheered loudly, and cheered for the ball.

The ball is so crucial.

With only 13 seconds left in the game, Yunzhou No. 1 Middle School has not suspended, and with a 3-point difference, they can only choose to shoot a three-pointer, and it makes no sense to score a two-pointer.

As for grabbing a two-point first, then using foul tactics, leaving some offensive time, and betting on the opponent's free throws... If Yunzhou No. 1 Middle School had a timeout, Yuan Shaohua might have arranged it like this, but unfortunately they didn't, Jiang Chengjie People don't think that way, they only want a three-pointer.

result......

boom!

With a muffled sound, Jiang Chengjie's three-pointer hit the iron, Wang Lei scored the rebound, and the whole game was over. The score was 88:85, and Yuyang No. 7 won!

"Roar......"

In the auditorium, all the players who supported Yuyang No.7 Middle School jumped up, and their heartstrings that had been tense could finally relax. They were cheering and cheering for Yuyang No.7 Middle School.

on the field.

Qin Hao, Jiang Feng, Wang Lei, Yuan Xiaogang, Guo Kai, the five of them rushed into a group and hugged each other. Jiang Feng grinned, and the cold brother became a crooked brother. Qin Hao was also difficult to calm down. He is the soul of an adult. But at this moment, he felt as if he had really become a teenage youth.

A few people hugged each other, and then the teammates off the court also rushed up. A dozen people formed a group, screaming, and couldn't help themselves with excitement.

Jiang Fangping laughed, his eyes were red, and he won by three points, but in the end he won here.

To win the national championship and reach the top, we did it!

......

Yuyang, Yuyang No. 7 Middle School.

The commissary fell into a commotion, seeing Qin Hao hit the mid-range shot, seeing Yunzhou No. 1 Middle School fail to make a three-pointer, and the game ended, a group of Yuyang No. 7 Middle School students, dozens of people, all cheered excitedly.

"We won, our Yuyang No. 7 Middle School won!"

"Haha, our Yuyang No. 7 Middle School is the national championship."

The little fat man was also very excited, and his eyes were red.

Although he is not a player and has not played on the court, he has been paying attention to the basketball team's games, from the city league to the provincial league, to the southern division, to the national finals. The players are going through a season destined to be unforgettable for a lifetime. So does he.

Therefore, seeing Yu Yang No. 7 High School winning the championship at this moment, the little fat man was really excited and ecstatic, and almost burst into tears.

The cheers of the students could be heard far away, and the security guard at the door was taken aback. He thought something was wrong and rushed to the canteen. When asked, the uncle also smiled happily. Doing a line of work and loving a line of work, although we are just a doorman, the collective sense of honor is still full.

Qin Hao's home.

"We won, Xiaohao and the others won." Liu Huifang clapped her hands excitedly.

"Yeah, Xiaohao and the others won." Qin Zhenguo smiled and slapped his thigh, "Haha, as expected of my son, he is strong."

Liu Jiarong and his girlfriend looked at each other and couldn't help but smile.

In Wang Lei's home, his mother cried with joy, his father was full of pride, and the families of Yuan Xiaogang, Guo Kai, Zhao Xuebing and others were all paying attention to this game at the moment, and they were all happy for them to win the championship.

The provincial capital, Yunlong Youth Team.

There were cheers and laughter from the office. Below is the training arena. A group of youth team players who were training all looked up in surprise and looked at each other, wondering what happened to the coach and assistant?

"Okay, okay." Yang Xun laughed happily, pointing at the TV screen, "See? I'll just say Yuyang No. 7 High School will win the championship, how about that, am I accurate enough?"

He Jianjun was a little confused. After thinking about it, he really didn't remember the coach saying that Yuyang No.7 Middle School would win the championship. Didn't you say at the beginning, "It's not surprising that Yunzhou No. ?

Well, as you said, who made you the coach.

After Yang Xun finished laughing, He Jianjun said with bright eyes: "Coach, now that the National High School League has come to an end, and Yuyang No. 7 High School has also won the championship, should we act? We can't let others take the lead, Qin Hao. , Jiang Feng, Wang Lei, we have to win two."

"Heh." Yang Xun twitched the corners of his mouth, waved his hand, and said domineeringly: "What two, we want all of them!"

[Author's digression]: Win the championship, ask for votes!