Basketball boy, starting to shine from the slam dunk

In a blink of an eye, it was the fourth quarter.

After entering the fourth quarter, Nine High School still tried to chase points, hoping to reduce the score and try to reverse the game.

But this is too difficult.

Han Hui did not continue to "hey" in this quarter, but Zhuang Yu, Yuan Feng, and Xiao Qingyang each scored, leaving the Ninth Middle School helpless and hard to guard against.

And, in the fourth quarter, there was a problem with Gao Shang's physical fitness.

He played for a long time today, and as the trump card of the Ninth High School, he was also the first scorer and the starting point of the offense. He had to undertake the most tasks, and there was no one else to share the pressure, so his energy consumption was extremely high.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, Gao Shang's three-point shot came out of the frame.

The Ninth Middle School students in the auditorium were stunned for a while, and the score was still 8 points behind the Ninth Middle School. This was the result of noble efforts, but it was too late to narrow it down further.

If this goal is scored, the point difference can be reduced to 5 points, and there is still room to play.But the goal was missed, and the game almost lost its suspense.

After all, there are less than 3 minutes left in the game.

"Gao Shang is out of stamina." Zhang Zihao shook his head, and couldn't help but sigh, "I didn't expect Ninth High School to have such a day."

"Yes." Gao Yiyang also sighed: "At this time last year, the Ninth High School played against the No. [-] High School. At that time, Yuan Feng and Han Hui struggled to support them, but they were unable to recover after all. One year passed, the same time node, But I don’t want to have a role reversal.”

The players from the No. [-] Middle School next to them nodded one after another. They were all in a complicated mood at the moment, but they were more shocked, shocked by the strength of No. [-] Middle School.

Rao Sheng said worriedly: "Today's No. [-] Middle School is too strong. There are Yuan Feng and Han Hui on the inside, Zhuang Yu and Xiao Qingyang on the outside. Even No. [-] No. [-] Middle School is no match for them. If we meet No. [-] Middle School later, I'm afraid... ...."

He was interrupted by Gao Yiyang before he finished speaking: "What are you thinking about so much? Let's focus on the present first. Tomorrow is our game."

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Several No. [-] middle school players realized that Rao Sheng's words just now were a little too discouraging.

Immediately, several people echoed, expressing that they should focus on the present, no matter what happens to him, our Eighth Middle School will win tomorrow's opponent first, and we will talk about breaking into the quarterfinals.

Maybe I can't meet No. [-] middle school. Isn't there still No. [-] and No. [-] middle schools? Let them go to this tough bone.

On the court, Ninth High School called their last timeout.

In the last two minutes or so, they still wanted to fight. Coach Wang An looked at the tired and confused players, but he couldn't help but sighed, but he still encouraged him: "There are still more than two minutes, we still have more time to fight." opportunity, don't lose heart..."

One side here.

Several players came off the field in high spirits. Although they were sweating profusely, they were in good spirits and did not show fatigue at all.

This is the effect of mental state on physical state.

When a team is at a disadvantage on the field, chasing points hard, but it is still difficult to take the lead, the mental depression will make their bodies more likely to feel tired; and if they play smoothly, the players are in a relaxed and happy mood Among them, it is often less likely to feel tired.

"Okay, let's be more serious." Yang Guohui deliberately put on a straight face, and stopped the players who were excitedly discussing, "There are still more than two minutes, so we can't take it lightly. In these two minutes, we must do a good job of defense, especially for three-pointers. Defense."

"Also, Zhuang Yu, please pay attention to pressing the time. The Ninth Middle School is in a hurry now, and we are not in a hurry."

Ha ha.....

Everyone laughed.

After the players got on the field, Yang Guohui sat down, and An Xin handed over the coach's thermos and said, "Coach, we should be able to win today's match."

"En." Yang Guohui responded, but he didn't answer affirmatively. There were more than two minutes left, so he should be more cautious.He unscrewed the lid of the thermos cup and took a sip. In a good mood, he felt that the goji berries soaked in the thermos cup today were extra soft.

An Xin looked at the field, and saw that Zhuang Yu seemed to be killing Gao Shang, and made another fadeaway jumper against Gao Shang, and he hit it steadily.

"Good shot." An Xin applauded, and said to Yang Guohui, "Coach, Zhuang Yu played very well today, and he even scored 20 points."

"Oh, is it already 20 points?" Yang Guohui was surprised, and then laughed, "Hehe, I have to say, this kid's performance is even better than I expected."

At this time, Zhuang Yu had already scored 20 points, plus 9 assists, which was almost a double-double. His score was the highest in the team, second only to Gao Shang's 26 points, the highest assist in the game, and he also had 2 steals. , 1 cap.

Such a performance can be called the best in the game!

......

In a blink of an eye, the last two minutes passed.

When the flute sounded for the end of the game, the score was fixed at 79:70. Yizhong defeated Jiuzhong by 9 points, completed revenge, and successfully advanced to the quarterfinals.

At the end of the game, Fatty Zhao, Wu Xi, and Li Guangmao stood up. Fatty Zhao waved the banner in his hand and shouted loudly: "Zhuang Yu Niu b."

Wu Xi and Li Guangmao also echoed.

All of a sudden, more middle school students stood up and called Zhuang Yu's name.Of course, they just shouted "Zhuang Yu". Everyone is a good student in the new era, a good boy with quality and culture, how can he be so vulgar?

However, it's okay to say "Zhuang Yu Niu b" in your heart!

"Good job." On the court, Yuan Feng patted Zhuang Yu on the shoulder.

"20 points, plus 10 assists, a double-double!" Han Hui embraced Zhuang Yu affectionately, grinned and said, "Forget it, I won't rob you of the mvp today."

Immediately, his teammates scolded him for being shameless.

In the last 2 minutes, Zhuang Yu sent another assist and achieved a double-double. He scored 20+10 in the game, overwhelming Gao Shang, and became the most shining player in the game.

It is not an exaggeration to call him the mvp of this game.

The game came to an end, and the players from both sides were no longer at war with each other as before. The coaches of both sides shook hands, and the players lined up in a row to high-five, showing that "friendship comes first, competition comes second."

Gao Shang and Zhuang Yu clapped their hands, hesitated for a moment, and he still couldn't help asking: "Those two balls, did you really imitate me temporarily?"

He always felt reconciled if he didn't ask this question clearly.

Zhuang Yu was stunned for a moment, and replied: "No, I have practiced those two movements before." If we win, let's be a kind person.

Hearing this, Gao Shang's complexion improved a bit, and he joked, "Come on, try to win the championship. If you win the championship, we will lose to the championship team today, and it's not too embarrassing."

"Well, definitely." Zhuang Yu nodded in response.

The fans in the auditorium began to disperse, and the players of both sides also left the arena separately.

After boarding the bus, coach Yang Guohui announced that in order to celebrate defeating No. [-] Middle School and complete revenge, and also to celebrate advancing to the quarter-finals, he paid out of his own pocket to invite everyone to dinner.

Everyone immediately cheered: "Long live the coach!"

"Coach I love you..."

"Coach, I want to hug..."