Huh!
There was a soft sound, and Meng Hao trembled all over. He didn't need to look back to know that the ball had been scored. Just when they thought that Qin Hao's shot was unstable and would definitely choose to break through instead of shooting, Qin Hao suddenly used it. Score a goal with a shot.
What is this?
Not only Meng Hao, but Jiang Yang, the coach of the third middle school on the sidelines, also had an unusually ugly face. He felt slapped in the face. He was so hot. His judgment was wrong. Qin Hao really made a shot. The shot in the second quarter was not accidental. But since there are shots, why does he always break through?
In the auditorium.
Qu Yan, Zuo Xiaojun, and Lu Xing look at each other, I look at you and you look at me. They are all a little bit confused. What is going on with him?
Only Jiang Fangping smiled and whispered to himself: "Good luck."
In fact, even the players in the third middle school don't understand Qin Hao's dislike of shooting. Qin Hao's shooting is unstable, but it's not that he can't shoot. Why does he break through every time?
Only Jiang Fangping guessed one or two.
One is that Qin Hao's shot is unstable and his hit rate is difficult to guarantee. It is better to make a breakthrough. When encountering bad luck and poor hand feeling, the efficiency is far worse than the breakthrough; the second is that Qin Hao deliberately did it for the purpose of misleading. Others make people think that he can't shoot, or have no confidence in his own shooting.
Although this is the case, if it is used well, such as now, it will have a surprisingly winning effect.
"It's really a little fox. He is only 15 years old. Even if he is a young man, he is too old, right?" Jiang Fangping said with emotion, "Maybe this is also a kind of talent."
On the court, the score was 78:78 and it was tied again.
Seeing that Meng Hao was a little bit unwilling, Tu Lei slapped him and shouted: "Don't think so much, focus on the game."
Meng Hao nodded, and asked in pain, "But, how can I prevent me from shooting?"
Tu Lei's face twitched and he also felt a headache. He sighed: "Normal defense, don't get too close, and don't get too far away, just like defending others. Don't worry, teammates will help you defend and make up for it. "
"Okay." Meng Hao had no choice but to do so.
At this time, there was only more than one minute left in the game, and the third offense. After Meng Hao got to the front court and saw Qin Hao coming up, his heart trembled. He was a little afraid of Qin Hao.
Immediately, Meng Hao quickly divided the ball and passed it to Tu Lei. Anyway, the coach's order was to give the ball to Tu Lei and let Tu Lei play it. But Jiang Yang almost scolded his mother. You are the point guard, and Tu Lei is the shooting guard. Just after halfcourt, he passed the ball to Tu Lei. All fools know that it must be Tu Lei attacking. Besides, you, an organization guard, don't organize it, so you are so anxious to throw the pot?
An angry and cold Jiang Yang couldn't help but want to substitute, but there was only more than one minute left in the game, and the substitution at this time would only be counterproductive.
Tu Lei also almost tilted his nose in anger and glared at Meng Hao. As soon as he prepared to act, the double-team of No. 7 Middle School had arrived.
In desperation, Tu Lei could only divide the ball and pass it to Chen Shen. He started to move on his own, but Meng Hao passed to him before it was a waste of offensive time.
"Cover, give him cover." Jiang Yang ignored Meng Hao and shouted at the court.
The third middle player gave Tu Lei a screen. Tu Lei shook off the defender and came to the right to catch the ball. Jiang Feng who defended him was blocked behind. Guo Kailian pounced on Tu Lei. Seeing Tu Lei making a shot, he jumped subconsciously. As a result, Tu Lei just flicked a shot, bowed his head and made a breakthrough, rushing to the inside.
Seeing Tu Lei rushing in, Wang Lei jumped up and wanted to block, but he slapped Tu Lei's wrist with a "pop".
beep!
The referee blew his whistle and gave Wang Lei a foul, signalling Tu Lei to go to the free throw line and execute two free throws.
"Unfortunately, it was not scored as 2+1." The third middle school students all regretted.
"Damn it, it was almost blocked." The seventh middle school student also felt sorry.
Tu Lei stepped to the free throw line, took a deep breath, and steadily made the first free throw, then the second, and also hit. With only tens of seconds left in the game, he rewritten the score with two free throws. The score was 80:78, helping the three to lead by 2 points.
Don't underestimate these 2 points. At this time, even a one-point lead is crucial.
With 54 seconds left in the game, Qin Hao broke through in the seventh attack and was blocked. He distributed the ball to Jiang Feng on the outside. Maybe it was too much physical energy. Jiang Feng failed to make a shot and got a rebound in third. With the ball, Meng Hao passed the ball to Tu Lei after reaching the frontcourt, but Tu Lei did not rush to attack.
At this moment they are leading by 2 points, and there are less than 30 seconds left in the game. How can they consume a little more time, just leave a few seconds for the seventh.
Of course, this offense should also be scored as much as possible.
It's a pity that this time the Seventh Middle School was prepared to guard against Tu Lei and didn't give him the slightest chance. Tu Lei didn't even have a chance to shoot, so he could only pass it to his teammates, but Chen Shen's shot failed and Guo Kai won. Rebounding, Jiang Fangping immediately called a timeout.
"There are 8 seconds left, time is too tight."
"Yes, the No. 7 Middle School is very tight even to organize a complete attack, and it is still 2 points behind. This is really troublesome."
People were talking in the audience.
The hearts of the seventh middle school students are hanging up.
"There are still 8 seconds left, we have to score this goal, guarantee 2 and 3." Jiang Fangping did not talk nonsense, directly arranged: "On the premise of guaranteeing the goal, the priority is to get 2 points. If there is a good 3 points, If you have a chance, you can also shoot a three-pointer. Remember, be quicker, there are only 8 seconds left, we have to leave two or three seconds, just in case."
With that said, Jiang Fangping spread out the tactical board and arranged a tactic. He did not designate someone to vote, but whoever had the best chance.
After some arrangement, Jiang Fangping said loudly: "The game is not over, we can't give up, come on, and score this goal!"
"Yes."
"Never give up!"
Several people promised and walked onto the court.
In the last 8 seconds, Guo Kai made a sideline kick. Qin Hao, Jiang Feng, Yuan Xiaogang, and Wang Lei stood in a row, and suddenly ran together. Wang Lei stayed in place, Qin Hao, Jiang Feng, and Yuan Xiaogang each moved in one direction. The people in the third group also acted immediately, chasing their defenders.
The ball came out and was given to Jiang Feng. After Jiang Feng got the ball, it was a breakthrough, because according to the coach's instructions, priority was given to 2 points.
However, the time is too tight, even too late to prepare, and too late to do more moves to get rid of the defense, Jiang Feng can only hold the ball and force the attack inside, facing the defender to shoot.
boom!
There was a muffled sound.
The seventh middle school students in the audience were heartbroken.
The Seventh Middle School players also trembled, almost desperate.
"It's not time to give up." Qin Hao was still calm, the game was not over, there were 2 seconds left, he shouted: "Rebound."
Wang Lei jumped up and scrambled for a rebound, but Hu Zhixuan took the racket flying first and flew straight out of the three-point line. Chen Shen was very close to the basketball and was happy. Just about to hug the basketball, his eyes flashed, and a figure suddenly appeared. Flashed, grabbed the basketball in front of him, and jumped immediately.
Chen Shen was shocked. When he saw that it was Qin Hao, he couldn't help but feel fortunate. Fortunately, it was Qin Hao. It seemed that Qin Hao had never made a three-pointer.
Indeed, in the four rounds of the City League, Qin Hao has never made a three-pointer, but that does not mean that he will not shoot a three-pointer. In Qin Hao's usual shooting training, the three-pointer must be in front of the mid-ranger.
Qin Hao fixed his eyes on the basket, as if he was back to the time he played in the professional league, and he was back in the selection of the school team. There were many pictures in his mind, and in the end they all disappeared, leaving only one belief— -Throw this ball in!
"Will you come in?"
"Last second."
To be precise, when Qin Hao throws the ball, there are only a few tenths of a second left in the game. Everyone stared at Qin Hao, watching the basketball fly out of his fingertips, tracing an arc, and finally pierced the net with a "swish", the net rolled over, and a white wave was raised.
At this moment, the whole arena is boiling!