Basketball boy, starting to shine from the slam dunk

"beep......"

When the whistle blew, the referee pointed at Zhao Hao, gave him a thug foul, signaled Liang Bo to go to the free throw line, and executed two free throws.

This was a foul on shooting. After Liang Bo got the ball in the low post, he turned around and went around the basket. Zhao Hao had no choice but to foul.

"Request a timeout." Coach Yang Guohui called a timeout.

Several players came off the field, all feeling depressed.

Although this section of Yunan Middle School is not as dirty as before, but Yuan Feng, Han Hui, and Xiao Qingyang are missing on my side, and the lineup is really at a disadvantage.

"Damn it, if Yuan Feng and Han Hui hadn't been sent off, we would definitely be ahead right now."

"Don't talk about it, even if Xiao Qingyang is not injured, with him and Zhuang Yu supporting the outside firepower, we won't fall behind."

"yes......"

This is so frustrating.

It's not that the strength is not as good as the opponent, and he even survived the opponent's tricks and black hands. If he loses to Yunan Middle School in the end, no one will be reconciled.

Xiao Qingyang stood up and said, "Coach, why don't you let me go."

"What the hell." Zhuang Yu said angrily, "Stay on the sidelines. You're only 6 points behind, and you can't lose." After finishing speaking, Xiao Qingyang, who blew his beard and stared at Yang Guohui, said to Yang Guohui: "Coach, Leave it to me to call later, trust me."

Suddenly, everyone looked at Zhuang Yu.

At this time, the score was 60:54, and Yunan Middle School led by 6 points. The point difference was not too big, but there were less than 2 minutes left in the fourth quarter.

To be precise, it is 1 minute and 45 seconds. In such a short time, with a difference of 6 points, it is not easy to catch up.

"Okay." Yang Guohui thought for a while and said decisively, "Then leave it to you."

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The teammates have no objection, because there are no more choices, Zhuang Yu is the most able to score and the most confident among the players on the field at the moment.

Afterwards, Yang Guohui spread out the tactical board and made some arrangements, mainly with Zhuang Yu as the core of the tactical arrangement, and everyone must create opportunities for him.

After some arrangements, the pause also ended.

......

The two sides returned to the field, and one attacked.

Zhuang Yu took the ball and quickly advanced to the frontcourt. As soon as he reached the frontcourt, he was double-teamed by Yunan Middle School.Yunan Middle School is also very clear that time is not enough for No. [-] Middle School, only Zhuang Yu is a threat, as long as Zhuang Yu is guarded.

"Humph."

Zhuang Yu snorted coldly. Seeing Chen Haoyu and Fu Gong pounced on him from left to right, he didn't pass the ball or retreat, but moved forward resolutely.

I saw Zhuang Yu speeding up suddenly, taking advantage of the fact that the double-teaming between the two was not completely closed, he first slapped the ball forward, then turned sideways, and passed through the narrow gap between the two.

"Wow..."

There was an uproar in the audience.

Chen Haoyu and Fu Gong were also taken aback, they didn't expect that Zhuang Yu would be able to pass by, this time it was equivalent to passing them both at the same time.

The next moment, Zhuang Yu grabbed the basketball and sprinted to the inside, jumping up to face Liang Bo.With 4 fouls on his back, Liang Bo immediately jumped up to block the shot, but he had to restrain his movements, because if he fouled again, he would be sent off for five fouls.

Swish!

Zhuang Yu was stuck in the air, and then hit the board.

The score became 60:56, with a difference of 4 points.

"nice shot."

"There are only four points left, come on!"

The students of No. [-] Middle School shouted loudly to cheer for the players.

on the field.

Yunan Middle School's attack, because there was not much time, so they were not in a hurry to attack, first they used up some time, and then gave it to Liang Bo.

A pincer hit, but Liang Bo was very cunning. Seeing the pincer hit, he immediately received the ball, and then came a big loop, his arm actively hung on the pincer's hand, and at the same time his acting skills exploded, and he yelled "ah".

beep!

The referee blew the whistle and gave Gao Xiaoguang a foul. Gao Xiaoguang had no choice but to watch Liang Bo go to the free throw line, cursing inwardly, and the penalty made his butt sore.

boom!

There was a muffled sound, but he still didn't enter.

I don't know if Gao Xiaoguang's curse played a role, or if the heavens can't see the despicability and shamelessness of Yunan Middle School, Liang Bo actually missed both free throws.

Yang Fei grabbed the rebound and made an attack.

When Zhuang Yu came to the frontcourt, Yunan Middle School was still double-teaming, and this time it was extremely decisive. Chen Haoyu and Fu Gong rushed to the three-point line, one left and one right.Zhuang Yu frowned, had no choice but to pass the ball first, and then started to run.

"Follow him, hurry up." Zhang Tai shouted, reminding the players.

Several players from Yunan Middle School reacted quickly and switched defenses quickly. Zhang Wu rushed towards Zhuang Yu.Zhuang Yu stopped abruptly, then turned around, walked around Zhang Wu, went beyond the three-point line on the right, and then opened his hand to ask for the ball.When his teammate passed the ball, Zhuang Yu immediately jumped up.

Zhang Wu also turned around and chased after him. When he saw Zhuang Yu catching the ball and shooting, he immediately jumped up. With a height of 193 cm, he was more than ten centimeters taller than Zhuang Yu. He was confident in defending the ball.

At this moment, Zhuang Yu leaned back.

"What?" Zhang Wu was shocked, did he fall back three points?

I saw Zhuang Yu leaning back, almost flying out of bounds, holding the basketball in his right hand, with firm eyes, and with a flick of his wrist, he threw the ball.

After all, Zhang Wu failed to touch the basketball. He turned his head and saw the basketball crossing a high arc, and finally pierced through the net with a "shua".

Go in, three points!

"Roar......"

In an instant, the students of No. [-] Middle School were boiling and jumped up one after another.

This was a super difficult three-pointer with a fadeaway. After Zhuang Yu hit the ball, the score was rewritten to 60:59, with only 1 point left.

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"Hey, you can get in here, I'm speechless."

"Got shit luck..."

The students of Yunan Middle School were very depressed. Seeing the score difference of 6 points, they were chased down to only 1 point in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Tai immediately called a timeout, and he was also very depressed, but fortunately, there was less than 1 minute left in the game.Hold on to these tens of seconds, they still lead by 1 point, and they can still win.

One side here.

After several players came down, coach Yang Guohui made some tactical arrangements, and finally patted Zhuang Yu on the shoulder: "I'll leave it to you."

Zhuang Yu nodded heavily.

This game must not be lost!

......

The timeout ends with 42 seconds left in the game.

Yunan Middle School's possession of the ball first took some time, but in the end the ball was still in Liang Bo's hands.After a flank attack, Liang Bo wanted to make a foul when he saw that it was a flank attack again, but the referee didn't call it this time, and his shot also bounced out of the frame.

"cao."

Liang Bo cursed secretly, and glanced at the timer. Fortunately, 24 seconds had almost run out, and there were 19 seconds left in the game, and there was only the last attack left in the first round, just defend it.

"Defend well." Zhang Tai shouted from the sidelines.

It was the last 20 seconds, only one point away, the atmosphere became tense, everyone stood up, staring at the court without blinking.

Yizhong got the ball and gave it to Zhuang Yu.

Zhuang Yu was double-teamed just after passing the middle line of Yunan Middle School. Even if other members of No. [-] Middle School would be missed, they would firmly double-team Zhuang Yu.

Zhuang Yu split the ball and passed it to Jiang Xuezhou, but Jiang Xuezhou didn't dare to shoot himself, so he waited for Zhuang Yu to run out of position and let him take the last shot.

Players on both sides were moving, everyone was staring at Zhuang Yu, Jiang Xuezhou controlled the ball, tried to pass to Zhuang Yu several times but failed to find a chance.

Time is passing fast...