Rebirth of Basketball Boy

Near the center line, Sun Feiying, who came down here quietly without firing a gun, jumped high and intercepted Fu Zijun's long pass. Then the man turned around in the air, and after landing, he dribbled the ball forward, not only Taking advantage of the situation, he got rid of Lu Zhisen who told to keep up with the defense, and also greatly shortened the distance to the basket.

Time is money. For Sun Feiying, who is racing against time, time is now more precious than money.Regardless of adjusting the pace, let alone the chasers behind him and the blocking in front of him, he jumped up with the ball in both hands when he was a big step away from the three-point line.Xu Zhen has already rushed back to the basket in front of him. He couldn't and dared to take the ball and rush into the three-point line to shoot. Because time is not waiting, he can't be sure when he rushes in to get a better chance. Will the whistle have sounded.

The basketball has no arc, no rotation, so it flew straight away from his ten fingers, hit the backboard, and bounced straight into the basket!

"The ball is scored! The ball is scored! My God! Sun Feiying, No. 8 of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School, made a three-pointer from a very long distance! Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School surpassed the score again at the last minute of the game! 66:65 They won! They won this tumultuous and ups and downs finals incredible!"

Excited, Xiao Cui stood up directly, slapped the table and shouted.

"They haven't won yet because the game is not over!" Although Deng Mingliang has passed middle age, he also has this young heart. His face is also full of passion, but compared with Xiao Cui, he is after all Be calm.He knew very well that after the basketball basket, the timer did not finish. Sun Feiying also left Laizhou No. 1 Middle School with 2 seconds.

"What?" Xiao Cui asked with a puzzled face, turning his head to look at Deng Mingliang, "Why did Professor Deng say they haven't won?"

Deng Mingliang didn't answer his question, or he didn't hear Xiao Cui talking to him at all, because his eyes were looking at the stadium without blinking, watching the unfinished game.

Just like Li Jingyu just now, Sun Feiying was very excited and agitated, slapped her chest with a long whistling up to the sky.However, there is a saying that it is joy to create sorrow. Just when the players of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School were about to celebrate their victory, Laizhou No. 1 Middle School, who was unwilling to give up, did not give up the game.As the rule of this competition is to stop the table, this also gave the two teams the opportunity to continue to create miracles.There are many examples of the NBA that kill opponents in a few tenths of a second. Laizhou No. 1 High School, which is only one point behind, is not without a chance.

Xu Zhen, who picked up the basketball and retreated to the bottom line, screamed, then grabbed the basketball with one hand and rounded his arm, throwing the basketball toward the frontcourt like a discus.Xu Zhen's roar reminded his teammates, but at the same time, it also made the players of Shuiyun No. 1 High School more vigilant.After Gao Yang fouled, Xu Jianye, who was frustrated and had given up the game at the time, sent Huang Wenyi, who was closest to him, on the field without much consideration. The original intention was that Huang Wenyi's three-pointer could give the team a glimmer of hope. , Because Xu Jianye didn't think they had a chance to win at the time, so when Huang Wenyi came on the field, he just waved and said nothing, which indirectly caused Shuiyun Yizhong's defensive mistakes and final defeat.

Seeing Xu Zhenchang's pass, Huang Wenyi and Tian Bowei both rushed to the most dangerous opponent Li Jingyu at the same time.There was nothing wrong with this, but the fault was that Xu Zhen's ball was not given to Li Jingyu.Fu Zijun followed Ji Dawei, and Bi Xiangyang stared at Wang Leibo to death. Only one person was ignored by them, and that was the cold-blooded killer in Laizhou No. 1 Lv Zhisen. Because Sun Feiying was still immersed in excitement, Xu Zhen looked at this point. This ball was passed to Lu Zhisen.

Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School has more defenses and less prevention. It is reasonable to say that there should be no leakage. However, because Xu Jianye did not explain clearly, Tian Baiwei and Huang Wenyi, who have a strong sense of responsibility and confidence, pounced on Li Jingyu at the same time. However, Sun Feiying's defense was not in place for a while, which caused Lu Zhisen to become a character that no one cares about, and also gave Laizhou No. 1 Middle School a chance to fight back.

If Fu Zijun’s long pass just now was as gorgeous and precise as the Changhong Pavilion, then Xu Zhen’s long pass seemed like an eagle hitting the sky quickly and swiftly. Lu Zhisen slipped into the three-point line of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School and retreated. After catching the ball in two steps, he didn't care about making adjustments. Between the sparks and flints, I saw that he threw the ball toward the basket with very irregular hands as soon as he landed.

As soon as the ball left his fingers, the timer hummed.In the eyes of the audience, the basketball swayed close to the basket without hurries, everyone held their breath, and stared at the basketball that determines the fate of the two teams in heaven and hell without blinking. .

With a "knock", the basketball hit the back edge of the hoop, and then rolled into the hoop amid numerous sighs.

The goal is scored!

67: 66!

Lu Zhisen made a buzzer shot, helping the team to overtake the score while also killing the game.

Fu Zijun slowly knelt down on the ground with his head in his hands, his brain was blank, and everything he saw was turned into a bleak grayish white; after recovering, Feiying Sun couldn't believe it and stared at him. Looking at the flying nets, his ears are humming like pianos and lutes; Bi Xiangyang lies on the floor, his godless eyes staring at the ceiling, seemingly wondering why fate is like this Tease them?

From frustration to ecstasy, then from ecstasy to despair, in less than a minute, Xu Jianye’s heart was like a roller coaster ride up and down. After Lu Zhisen’s last shot into the basket, he felt like a sudden myocardial infarction. Usually stunned on the spot, stunned almost can hardly breathe.

The players, coaches and team doctors of Laizhou No. 1 Middle School were celebrating wildly. The opposite was the loneliness of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School. They lost at the last second, especially before the last second they also created a miracle. In other words, no one can stand such a big psychological gap, let alone a bunch of underage children.

After two days of fierce battle, Laizhou No. 1 High School passed three consecutive passes, and finally won the crown of the first Yantai High School Basketball Competition. Under their feet, Shuiyun No. 1 High School became the most beautiful and sinister scenery along the road. The finals were won. With 35 points and an average of 33.3 points per game, Li Jingyu was selected as the MVP without any suspense. In a total of three games, he just scored 100 points. He is also the only player to break through triple figures in total points.

Outside a general ward of Yuhuangding Hospital in Yantai City, Yan Lingfeng stood at the door sighing while rubbing his awkward head. His injuries were not serious, but the team doctor still did not dare to take risks for the sake of safety.After being sent to the hospital, Yan Lingfeng was very upset by the diagnosis after careful examination by an authoritative doctor. He did not have a recurrence of the old injury, but just a slight cerebral hypoxia. After breathing in a little oxygen, he immediately recovered. It’s normal, but it’s too late to go to the arena at this time.

Something will occur if it belongs to your life, if not, do not push it.Yan Lingfeng can only think like this now. After getting the doctor's permission, he found Zhao Senming outside the ward. He saw Zhao Senming lying in bed quietly through the window. He gently pushed the door and walked in and then whispered. Asked: "How is it?"

When Zhao Senming saw Yan Lingfeng, he squeezed out a reluctant smile and said, "Why is it only you who came here?"

"Just like you, I was injured." Yan Lingfeng shrugged helplessly, came to the bed and pulled a chair to sit down and asked: "Your injury does not matter, right?"

"It's okay." Zhao Senming pursed his mouth and shook his head, "Breaks, no bones, just rest for a few days."

"That's good." Yan Lingfeng sighed and pulled out a helpless smile at the corner of his mouth, "The game is probably suspended."

"Huh?" Zhao Senming raised his head and glanced at Yan Lingfeng suspiciously, "We should trust brothers, I believe they won't let us down!"

Yan Lingfeng nodded his head wanderingly and looked out the window slowly: "I don't believe them, nor am I saying that I am important. I just think that the game should be over now. If we are the winner, then the coach I should call the team doctor as soon as possible to inform us. Besides, I always have a vague premonition in my heart now, alas!"

After listening to Yan Lingfeng's words, Zhao Senming also began to feel a little uneasy. They lost the championship in the Shuiyun City High School Basketball Game. If the championship slips through the fingers, you can imagine how uncomfortable it will be.

"If you can't get it, you can't get it, what's the big deal!" After Yan Lingfeng successfully transferred her sorrow to Zhao Senming, she suddenly stood up and shook her hand heartily: "Who is a hero in terms of success or failure? The big deal is to start over! Besides, the top two in Yantai can participate in the Shandong High School Student Basketball Competition, and we still have a chance!"

"That's right!" After hearing Yan Lingfeng's words, Zhao Senming's eyes became brighter, and he nodded heavily and said: "There are national competitions! We still have many opportunities!"

"That's the truth!" The two looked at each other, and then Yan Lingfeng laughed and said, "What is a municipal champion? We want the national champion!"

Zhao Senming looked at Yan Lingfeng, who was sprouting wildly, with a helpless look, and ruthlessly interrupted his fantasy and asked: "To be honest, do you really regret losing this champion?"

"Huh?" Yan Lingfeng immediately drooped his head like an eggplant beaten by frost, and replied feebly: "Say no regrets, that is a lie, but what's the use of regret? We all did our best. Now, not being able to win the championship can only mean bad luck..."

"Yes!" Zhao Senming echoed: "As long as we try our best, there will be no regrets!"

"Yeah!" Yan Lingfeng bit her lip and nodded heavily, "Youth has not failed. We are still young and we can still afford to lose! As long as we cheer up and get on the road again, I believe that one day we will realize our dreams. !"

"Boom, boom, boom!" A deep knock on the door came in, and the two looked at each other, and they all had a foreboding that almost all of them would be the team doctor who came to inform their team.Zhao Senming took a deep breath, sat up straight, and forced himself to calm down, "Please come in!"

It was the team doctor who pushed the door and came in. Seeing Yan Lingfeng was also there, he smiled bitterly, "We lost..."

This sentence made the little luck in Yan Lingfeng and Zhao Senming's hearts completely dissipated. Although they said "Youth is not afraid of failure", in fact they still yearn for their predictions to be inaccurate and yearn for the team. Win the game and win the championship.