Basketball boy, starting to shine from the slam dunk

"Oh..."

The auditorium was buzzing.

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The fans all jumped to their feet, and their screams, cheers, and roars merged into one, resounding throughout the stadium and reaching far and wide.

You can hear it even from the school gate.

"Another one, the seventh."

"With seven three-pointers, Zhuang is simply amazing. Are you going to kill the University of Oregon with three-pointers today?"

"Zhuang Yu, please continue, shoot the University of Oregon to death, haha..."

This is Zhuang Yu's seventh three-pointer today. He made 7 of 9 shots, with a frighteningly high hit rate.

The expressions of a group of University of Oregon players have completely changed.

There was panic, frustration, and helplessness on their faces... Faced with Zhuang Yu like this, their hearts collapsed. How could they fight?

"Requesting a timeout."

Coach Monk called another timeout.

Looking at the dejected players, he couldn't help but sigh. His side had already defended to this point, and Zhuang Yu could continue to make three-pointers. There was really nothing he could do.

"It doesn't matter, we have to defend well, he can't always be so accurate..." Coach Monk could only comfort the players.

But his comfort had no effect at all. A group of players smiled bitterly in their hearts. That's what you said in the first half, but what was the result?

7 three-pointers, the game is not over yet, Zhuang Yu's personal score has reached 26 points, and is about to reach 30+.

......

Here at UCLA.

A group of people surrounded Zhuang Yu, and they didn't even know how to take pictures.

Several freshman players were shocked, including the proud LaVine, who was convinced by Zhuang Yu's performance.

"All right."

Coach Holland endured the excitement in his heart and tried to remain calm, but the curve of his mouth still betrayed him, "Haha, come here, let me talk."

A group of players gathered around.

Coach Holland spread out the tactical board and made some arrangements.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether it is arranged or not. Zhuang Yu's three-point shooting rate today is not accumulated by tactical arrangements. It is completely unreasonable.

This is an effect that cannot be achieved by any tactics. He almost destroyed the University of Oregon alone, so what else needs to be arranged?

As long as Zhuang Yu stands on the court, UCLA will have the upper hand!

This is the role of an ace player.

If this ace player is strong enough, he can really change the game. Dominating a game alone is so awesome.

......

The pause ends.

The two sides returned to the court, and UCLA made changes. Powell, Parker, and Latvis were all replaced, and replaced by Adams, Lamb, and David.

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In the next few rounds, Zhuang Yu shot another three-pointer, but failed to hit it, but it still scared the players of the University of Oregon into a cold sweat.

Although Zhuang Yu's three-pointers have stopped, he can contain the defense while standing on the court. Coupled with his passing ability, other UCLA players have gained many opportunities.

A moment later, coach Holland made another substitution, taking off Anderson and replacing him with LaVine.

Zhuang Yu still stayed on the court.

At this time, whether he scores is no longer that important. It is more of a "strategic deterrent" to attract defenses, open up space, and allow teammates to perform better.

After several rounds, the two sides were neck and neck.

You know, at this time, almost all the players on UCLA's side are substitute players, except for Zhuang Yu, and Zhuang Yu doesn't take much action. But the University of Oregon still retained three main players, three main players + two substitutes, but they were only on par with UCLA's 1+4.

This in itself amounts to failure.

"At least Zhuang didn't score again..."

Coach Monk comforted himself.

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But the next moment, UCLA counterattacked. Zhuang Yu came to the frontcourt and shot a three-pointer without any warning and without any reason.

Several University of Oregon players thought that Zhuang Yu would never shoot again, and subconsciously lowered the restrictions on him, but they didn't expect that he would come again.

Swish!

Still going in.

"Crazy, I'm going crazy."

"God, it's the eighth one."

The home fans have gone crazy.

Some people hugged their heads and stared, their eyes widened. They had even forgotten about screaming and cheering, and they were all a little numb.

"Show him to death." Coach Monk roared, his nostrils spitting fire and gnashing his teeth, "Even if we lose the game, we can't let him score another three-pointer."

Several University of Oregon players also had blazing eyes.

boom!

There was a muffled sound, but it didn't come out of the frame, but the basketball hit the backboard and finally bounced into the basket.

"Shet, another one."

"Do you even have a board?"

Several University of Oregon players were on the verge of tears.

Zhuang Yu waved his hand and said to Anderson with a smile: "I'm a little stronger when I first came up, but I'm pretty lucky."

This is luck?

Anderson's expression twitched, thinking that you are going to piss off your opponent to death.

When this three-pointer hit, Zhuang Yu had already scored 9 three-pointers, and the point difference widened to 14 points, and the game completely lost suspense.

However, the University of Oregon was not willing to give in after all, and actually imitated Zhuang Yu and shot three-pointers. Time was not enough for them, and only three-pointers were possible.

It's a pity that they were not as accurate as Zhuang Yu.

After several shots in a row, the University of Oregon only scored one three-pointer.

Zhuang Yu also missed one of his throws. The two sides were just throwing three-pointers back and forth. The fans in the audience were speechless for a while. Why did it become a three-point contest?

Swish!

With a soft sound, Zhuang Yu hit his tenth three-pointer, and there were only twenty seconds left in the game.

There was a burst of cheers from the audience, but more fans were numb, feeling that it would not be unusual for Zhuang Yu to score more three-pointers.

There are only ten, which means there is not much time left in the game, otherwise...

"Hey......"

Among the cheers, there was a discordant voice, coming from Harvey.

He sighed, not because he thought Zhuang Yu didn't play well, but because Zhuang Yu played so well: "After this game, Zhuang's draft pick will go up again."

The higher Zhuang Yu's draft pick, the slimmer the Rockets' hope of getting Zhuang Yu.