When the game starts again, Zhang Mingyu stops outside the three-point line to hold Qin Ze. If Qin Ze breaks the ball in the inside line, they pass the ball to Zhang Mingyu, who throws the three-point ball without defense.

The tactical effect was immediate, and Zhang Mingyu won a three-point goal, with two points for ban Cun youth and another. At this time, the score on the field: 31-22, the score is still drawing closer, but looking at the momentum, it is very difficult to reverse the super before the end of the game.

"This is tricky." Zhao Ba Liang grinned and sweating.

Qin Ze nods, this is the so-called single tree is difficult to support. In the team competition, the individual ability is only the bright spot and the bright spot. It's easy to be targeted and suppressed. This is what Qin Ze learned in the game. Unless it was the king who abused brass, these basketball teams were obviously not rookies.

"System, redeem 3-point skills." Qin Ze silent communication system, a few meters away, basketball in the other hand transmission. As long as Qin Ze defends Zhang Mingyu, they won't let the ball go this way.

Qin Ze's feet move, leg muscle force, strong explosive force to push his whole person to run out, a gust of wind like cut off the ball, with the ball attack.

The moment the ball starts, there is no longer the previous astringency and stagnation, but there is a smooth feeling as if he is an inborn king of the court, naturally close.

Zhang Mingyu frantically ran, chasing his back, and at the same time called out to his companions: "watch your people, don't let them catch the ball and shoot."

Qin Ze himself will not shoot, he has been playing assists, this is Zhang Mingyu and other people's judgment, to prevent those guys, also to defend Qin Ze.

Qin Ze, who rushed to the three-point line, made an unexpected move. He made a quick stop, took off and shot, and the action was flowing without any delay.

He is in a hurry!

Zhang Mingyu was not surprised but pleased. No matter whether it was a match between the masters or the two armies, as long as either side felt anxious and anxious, it was not far from the failure. In this case, the more shots Qin Ze can't shoot, the more mistakes he makes.

Ten goals at most won, and the two sides are nearly ten at this point.

He was proud of his explosive power and jumping power that we restrained.

He's not in a hurry.

The joy from the bottom of my heart, Zhang Mingyu's eyes with the flying ball has been rising, rising, landing at the highest point... Basketball draw a can be called a perfect half arc, into the net!

Zhang Mingyu's pupil shrinks in an instant, and the joy of tumbling disappears in an instant.

How could it be!

It's impossible!

“fuck！”

He heard a cursing voice from a young man not far away.

A moment later, the whole scene was full of applause and shouts.

The three-point goal can cause cheers and emotions wherever it is.

Qin Ze has a confident smile on his mouth. What I am proud of is not the power of jumping and the power of explosion, but the method of making the most of it. What if you are full-size and can't stop me from opening a plug-in?

Zhang Mingyu served this time. After being suppressed by Qin Ze for several times, he gave up the idea that the basketball court was active. He was not active and it was difficult for Qin Ze to be active in defending him. However, we are all masters and you are rookies. Thinking of this, Zhang Mingyu felt better. She took the ball as a blind cat's touch and made a bad luck.

A group of people from their own basketball frame to Qin Ze's basketball frame, with tacit understanding of the pick and roll, easy goals.

The young man clapped and said in a loud voice, "good!"

Next, the boy chicken serves, passing the ball to Liu Ziqiang according to the principle of proximity. Liu Ziqiang runs wildly and is intercepted by two people under the basket. Qin Ze comes around from the three-point line and shouts: "here!"

Liu Ziqiang hesitated for a moment, he finally burst to the inside line, so back to the three-point line, is not in vain. Wang and tongziji are both watched dead by people. Zhao Ba Liang is under the basket of his own home at the other end. Zhang Mingyu is temporarily thrown away by Qin Ze, a few meters behind. Only Qin Ze did not defend for the time being. He gritted his teeth and threw the ball out.

Qin Ze jumps up and catches the basketball. Yu Guang glances at Zhang Mingyu and rushes to himself. He makes a fake shot.

Zhang Mingyu immediately jumped to stop.

Even if I know you can't shoot, I won't let you shoot easily.

But who thinks this is Qin Ze's fake action, he pours empty. When he landed, Qin Ze jumped up and threw the basketball.

Zhang Yu, you can't follow me!

"Whoosh!"

Be on the net!

Another three pointer!

"Good qinze." Zhao Ba Liang was in the distance, shouting under his basket.

Lao Wang tongziji Liu Ziqiang exclaimed excitedly, the three-point goal was beautiful, they saw the hope of victory.

Off the field, the audience was excited.

"It's in again. It's amazing."

"No worse than Zhang Mingyu."

"Qin Ze throws three-point ball so much, why didn't he throw it before?""Poof... Don't tell me, he pretended to be a pig to eat a tiger and hit Zhang Mingyu in the face."

Zhang Mingyu stood still and clenched his teeth. His eyes passed over the cheering Liu Ziqiang and others, and fell on the faces of ban Cun youth and several of his teammates. Everyone's expression was the same as that of a gloomy one. It's OK to take a dog's excrement luck, but if Qin Ze is really a man of one soldier, the situation will be in trouble. How can you play with a three-point shot?

Instead of kicking off the ball directly, ban Cun's youth talked to Zhang Mingyu and others in a low voice: "play fast ball directly, keep the tactics unchanged, forget about the rest. In terms of physical strength and scoring skills, we are better than them. And we're going to take the lead for the time being, play fast ball, and give them no chance to breathe. In the end, we must have scored 50 points first

He is on the basketball team and has this vision and decision-making ability.

Zhang Mingyu heard the speech and nodded in a deep voice: "that's it. I'm going to trouble some brothers today. I'll invite you out to play in the evening."

Several people's eyes suddenly brightened. Zhang Mingyu's so-called going out to play is naturally the "play" of adults. They just drink and sing, and they really have no interest.

As the game continued, the players of the basketball team were fully open, regardless of their physical strength. Soon, the young rooster's old Wang had more people than enough strength. They had limited physical strength, and had played half a day before. Now it's out of breath. It's all supported by Qin Ze alone. He runs left and right, steals, blocks, and three-point ball...

the score rises alternately!

36-27

40-38

44-40

48-48

"flat!"

Li Liang called out.

The spirit of both sides on the court shocked, momentum in vain a change, become murderous, high morale.

The last ball!

Who wins and who loses, who is grandson and who is grandfather, depends on who is the first in the final goal!

Outside the hall, the shouts stopped, and everyone raised a heart, excited and expectant. It was a very interesting game. There was no crushing, no overwhelming force, no downfall. It could be said that there were many climaxes in this game. Actually, it pushed the score to a level state near the end.

It's more interesting than the school basketball team.

Zhang Mingyu's supporters, more than ten girls with glass heart, tightly clenched their fists.

Ban Cun youth holding the ball ran outside the boundary, slowly exhaled a breath, calmed the complex emotion. Zhang Mingyu nods to him slightly, indicating that he can serve. Qin ZEMO keeps silent in front of Zhang Mingyu, so that Bancun youth can give up the idea of passing the ball to Zhang Mingyu and pass the ball to another teammate instead.

Campus forum!

"Landlord, more than ten minutes have passed. Is the competition over?"

"Not yet, but it's the last moment," the owner replied. There was a message on his mobile phone. "It's too exciting, too exciting. You can't guess what the score is now."

“50—20？”

"Don't tease, the landlord said it's not over yet."

“49—9？”

"Poof..."

the building owner made a "tianlulu" expression: "48-48!"

"Really? I'll go

"I don't read much. Don't lie to me."

"Oh, that's good. Don't stop me. I'm going to the basketball court."

"Landlord, who owns the ball now?"

The owner replied, "er... Zhang Mingyu is here."

"That's over. Whoever controls the ball first wins half, not to mention the basketball team!"

"Live the result quickly, we want to see Qin Ze calling grandfather."

"Yes, that's right. You can't lose this part. We want to see the king of face beaten."

"Although it's good for Qin Ze to play basketball, I don't think he has any hope. After all, Zhang Mingyu is on the basketball team."

"First of all, I'm not a sister. Zhang Mingyu is my brother. I'm not in school today. Otherwise, I'll definitely go to the stadium to cheer him on. I don't know who Qin Ze is. "

"He deserves to step on Zhang Mingyu? Don't look at yourself. "

"There's nothing fair and unfair. He's good, and Zhang Mingyu is not bad. The basketball game depends on the overall quality. Qin Ze can't do it! "

At this point, the ball control guy dribbles in, and his basketball uniform says 55. No. 55 just rushed to the inside line, was stopped by Liu Ziqiang and tongziji. No. 55's eyes quickly swept over the position of his teammates. There was one under the basket, but he had a big guy (Zhao bayiang) staring at him. He couldn't pass it. Zhang Mingyu has Qin Ze staring at him. He can't pass. There is only one who has no one to defend. The guy who originally defended him (Liu Ziqiang) came to defend me, but Zhu Yunfei (ban Cun youth) was behind me...

when his eyes turned quickly, he saw Liu Ziqiang reach out to grab the ball, and made up his mind to throw the ball to the unguarded teammates.

Qin Ze was staring at him from the beginning to the end, and immediately understood his purpose. The powerful explosive force pushed him to rush to the fish that had missed the net, and so on.However, at this time, 55's posturing to throw the ball was slightly stiff. It was just a fake move. He threw the ball back.

I am also waiting for this moment, knowing that your explosive force and jumping power are amazing. How can I not prevent you?

Bancun youth mysteriously killed from behind him, 55 tacit understanding of the pick and roll briefly stopped the tongziji and Liu Ziqiang. In this way, there is a free time, board inch youth dribble sprint, big stride to the basket.

One step

two steps

jump up, one hand slam!

Qin Ze's pupils contracted.

Liu Ziqiang, tongziji and Lao Wang turned their heads in horror. Seeing him jump high and straight to the basket, they were anxious and desperate. They lost!

One hand slam!

Outside the audience a heart instantly raised to the throat, only waiting for him to score, and then the sky shaking cheers.

At this time, if the picture is fixed on the face of the Bancun youth, his expression is particularly ferocious.

I must score this goal.

When it is, the ear a shock roar: "when I do not exist."

At the same time, there are Zhang Mingyu and other people's startled voice: "be careful behind!"

Sleeping trough!

Again!

It is like a magic spell, drawing up the shadow of the board inch youth.

He immediately felt something strange behind him. When he was in the air at this time, it was too late and impossible to take any preventive measures.

"Pa!"

One hand from the top to the bottom cover, patted away the basketball in his hand.

"My God Someone exclaimed.

"On the high jump, I only take Qin Ze."

"My little darling, I can't bear it."

"It's wonderful. It's wonderful."

"The best: Qin Ze!"

"Qin Ze, you go to death, Zhang Mingyu come on."

"Come on, Zhang Mingyu."

"Come on, Zhang Mingyu."

Qin Ze fell to the ground, a layer of cold sweat on his back, almost lost. The task of 300 points is not so easy, which can be called the most difficult task he has ever encountered. Even if there is systematic cheating, it's not always going to win. And once lost, Qin Ze's points are negative, he had 320 points before, exchange for shooting expertise, 40 points, points remaining: 280.

Can't afford to lose, he can't afford to lose!

From the beginning to the end, Zhao Bailiang, who was almost playing soy sauce, saw the basketball fall from the sky and held it fiercely in his arms.

Near the midfield, Lao Wang suddenly raised his index finger to signal Zhao's passing.

Zhao Bailiang threw the basketball and roared, "Lao Wang!! It's all up to you... "

the roar brought Zhang Mingyu, ban Cun youth and others back to their senses, and their faces changed greatly.

The game is not over!

Zhang Mingyu yelled: "stop him!"

Ban Cun youth drink: "would rather foul, stop ah!"

Lao Wang is like a weasel who steals chicken. He is a group of basketball players who are starving like tigers fighting sheep.

It's too late!

They're faster than me and can't run inside to shoot.

Lao Wang stopped his pace in the sprint. He didn't have time to adjust his body, take off and shoot!

Someone behind him fiercely bumped into his back, completely ignoring the foul, or deliberately foul.

Lao Wang staggered forward and fell down. In the process of falling, he always looked up and watched the basketball slide out of the track.

Be sure to enter!

At this moment, no one cares about intentional fouls. The whole court is silent. Time seems to be frozen. Everyone's eyes follow the ball. In addition, there is only his own beating heartbeat.

Goals and wins!

In the next second.

A few girls covered their eyes, but peeked through their fingers.

The basketball hit the basket and bounced out.

"Hasty hand, as expected will not enter."

"Almost killed, motherfucker. My heart is broken."

"Should it be so exciting?"

"Ah ah ah ah ah..." some girls even screamed.

Lao Wang threw himself on the ground and hammered hard concrete ground, and frustration and despair came to his mind.

Liu Ziqiang, tongziji and Zhao babiang opened their mouths slightly. In an instant, they seemed to be drained of their essence and spirit, and their hearts were empty.

"Rebound!" Zhang Mingyu was excited and wanted to scream.

"It's not lost. We still have hope." Ban Cun youth is also excited.

Several other teammates cheered and jumped to rebound.

"Ah... Back!" Outside, suddenly a girl yelled.

Hearing this, the hair of the young man stands erect like a nightmare.

Zhang Mingyu was stiff.

Hundreds of onlookers, hundreds of pairs of eyes, there is a figure like a shell out of the gun, carrier whistling wind.He passed Zhang Mingyu and ban Cun youth in an instant and jumped at the free throw line.

The figure, like a flying eagle, wants to attack the sky in anger.

He clasped his hands around the bouncing basketball and leaned back in mid air, just like a strong bow. And then from the flying eagle to the attacking eagle.

Slam dunk!

"Bang!"

A dull and loud voice was heard throughout the audience.

Basketball on the ground more and more weak, however, no one cheered, no one cheered, everyone's eyes are focused on the boy still hanging on the basket.

Many people can remember this scene clearly ten or twenty years later.

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