"Whhhhhh..."
Chen Qiao No. 9 Middle School called a timeout. Several Chen Qiao No. 9 Middle School players gathered around coach Song Yuan, gasping for breath, and their physical energy was also very exhausted.
Song Yuan said: "We are still 6 points ahead, but we can't be careless, the other party is starting to defend desperately."
"Whoever can't work hard, we can also do it." Kong Yi shouted.
"Yes." Wang Shengquan also immediately agreed, "Isn't it just working hard, we can do it too, for the championship we have worked hard for so long, and put in so much sweat, even if we work hard till we pass out, we must win the game."
"This is my last chance. I will graduate soon." Su Quan clenched his fists. He is already in his third year of high school and is about to graduate. This is his last chance to win the championship in the Southern District and hit the national championship.
A group of Chen Qiao Ninth Middle School players spoke up one after another.
Song Yuan nodded and said solemnly: "Okay, give me desperate defense and hold our lead. There are still a few minutes to play, and we will be the champions."
"Yes." Several people agreed in unison.
...
Yuyang Seventh Middle School is here.
Jiang Fangping didn't say anything. He just spread out the tactical board and arranged some tactics. He did not substitute, and the absence of substitution is the best encouragement to the players.
"Go on." Jiang Fangping waved his hand.
"Yeah." Qin Hao walked onto the court with several people. He stretched out his hands, and several people put their hands together and shouted in unison: "We must win!"
When the game entered the final few minutes, when Yuyang Seventh Middle School began a desperate defense, the game entered the most tragic stage.
This is the Southern District Finals. No one will give up lightly, and no one is willing to lose. What about desperately trying to win and for the championship of the Southern District?
The timeout is over and the game continues.
At this moment, the audience is less hustle and bustle, and more solemn, everyone can feel the atmosphere of the stadium.
The fans stared at the stadium unblinkingly, squeezing their fists, pursing their lips, wanting to cheer for the supporting team loudly, but they didn't dare to speak.
"attack!"
Chen Qiao Ninth Middle School attacked.
After Jiang Wei pushed the ball to the frontcourt, he asked for a pick-and-roll, but Qin Hao just moved to catch up. He turned to look at Qin Hao and couldn't help frowning.
Today Qin Hao undertook most of the scoring tasks in Yuyang Seventh Middle School, and he played for a long time. It was self-evident that his physical energy was consumed, but how could he be so fast?
Qin Hao panted, staring at Jiang Wei.
In fact, Qin Hao's physical stamina is almost at its limit, but he is gritting his teeth to support his teammates. How can he not fight?
After passing the ball several times, it was given to Kong Yi. Kong Yi saw that there was not much time to attack. After a flicker, he broke through forcibly, hit the inside, and jumped up against Wang Lei.
boom!
When the two collided, the referee immediately blew his whistle and gave Wang Lei a foul, while Kong Yi had been knocked to the ground.
"Kong Yi." Zhang Yue covered her mouth, her eyes red.
"Kong Yi, how are you?"
"Are there any injuries?"
Several teammates pounced.
Kong Yi grinned, showing an ugly smile, and said, "I'm fine."
Several teammates breathed a sigh of relief, but they could see that the fall was not light.
Seeing that Kong Yi was pulled up by his teammates, it seemed that he was not injured, Zhang Yue was relieved, and then couldn't help being annoyed, what else did he care about him?
"Swish."
Kong Yi stepped to the free throw line and made two free throws, 8 points behind.
Yuyang Seventh Middle School attacked.
After Qin Hao came to the frontcourt, it was a breakthrough. His physical energy consumption was too great and his shooting was affected. The previous three-pointer missed the first shot. Fortunately, Wang Lei got the rebound and gave him time to adjust. At that time, he understood. His shooting is unstable.
Therefore, the safest thing now is a breakthrough.
But the most dangerous thing is also a breakthrough.
"Screech!"
Qin Hao started, changed direction and broke through, Jiang Wei quickly withdrew, and at the same time, he slapped forward, putting Qin Hao on his body and interfering. However, when the two contacted, Jiang Wei's expression changed, and he was squeezed away by Qin Hao. Qin Hao won the battle between the two.
Squeezing Jiang Wei away, Qin Hao rushed inside.
"Looking for death." Su Quan roared with a grim expression. He didn't stand in place anymore, but greeted Qin Hao, flew up, holding his hands up like a fan of puffballs.
"Come here." Qin Hao also jumped up.
boom!
When the two collided, Qin Hao hugged the ball and curled up, his body bounced away from Su Quan's defensive range, but he had also begun to fall, and the lifted ball became heavier because of too much physical energy. After such a confrontation, he was already Some have difficulty controlling the body.
The referee's whistle came, Qin Hao also threw the ball out, and the man fell backwards, but he kept staring at the basketball because he was unsure of this shot.
Huh!
The ball is scored.
boom!
Qin Hao fell to the ground.
"Nice shot."
"2+1, this is a 2+1."
"Is Qin Hao injured, why hasn't he gotten up yet?"
On the bench in Yuyang Seventh Middle School, the players cheered first, and then they found Qin Hao lying on the ground and not getting up. They couldn't help but change their color. Jiang Feng and Wang Lei rushed to Qin Hao's side.
Qin Hao lay on the ground and smiled at a few people: "I'm fine, I just want to lie down for a while."
Only then did the few people feel relieved, but they were all worried. Qin Hao was too tired to play today.
Qin Hao was pulled up and walked to the free throw line, but this time he didn't make a free throw. He is not a god. It is impossible to make a free throw to guarantee a 100% shooting rate, even those NBA players can't do it. What's more, under these circumstances, the physical energy consumption is too great.
The difference is 6 points.
At this time, every attack and every score is extremely critical, because the game time is getting less and less.
Both sides failed to score in the next two rounds, and then the ball returned to Yuyang Seventh Middle School. Qin Hao broke through with the pick and roll, and after rushing into the inside, he saw Su Quan pounce, his eyes brightened, and he hit the ground one by one. Pass the ball to Wang Lei under the basket.
Su Quan's defense is a bit uncomfortable.
However, there are only a handful of people who can remain calm at this time. Not everyone has an adult soul like Qin Hao.
"Huh!"
Wang Lei scored 2 points.
"It's only 4 points away."
"This game is too stressful. There are 2 minutes left in the game and a 4 point difference. You must be steady, Chen Qiao Jiuzhong, come on!"
"Chen Qiao No. 9 Middle School will win..."
In the audience, the fans of Chen Qiao No. 9 Middle School shouted loudly to cheer for Chen Qiao No. 9 Middle School.
The scattered fans of Yuyang Seventh Middle School and the Yuyang Seventh Middle School cheerleaders on the sidelines were also cheering for Yuyang Seventh Middle School, but their voices were quickly drowned out.
On the court, Chen Qiao's No. 9 Middle School attacked.
After Jiang Wei came to the frontcourt, they were not in a hurry to attack. They were still 4 points ahead. They could take time and wait until the attack time entered ten seconds before Jiang Wei began to act. He asked for a pick-and-roll, but instead of playing by himself, he passed the ball to Zheng. Wei, Zheng Wei broke the score and passed it to Kong Yi.
Kong Yi broke through with the ball, hit the inside, jumped up to meet Wang Lei, and Jiang Feng behind him, he lifted the ball…