Basketball Myth: Super Guard

At the last minute, everyone stared at the stadium with bated breath, and the entire arena suddenly became quiet.

Both sides returned to the court and attacked in the fourth.

After Zhou Hongyuan came to the front court, he passed the ball to Qu Yan and asked Qu Yan to play singles. The last person in the fourth middle school was Qu Yan. After he got the ball, he leaned against Wang Lei, and Wang Lei gritted his teeth and stared at him. Qu Yan, Qu Yan began to play singles with their backs, Qin Hao stepped forward to help defend, Qu Yan divided the ball, and when Qin Hao moved away, the ball returned to his hand.

At this time, Qu Yan had reached the three-second zone, and he pushed back, but found that he could not push Wang Lei. He couldn't help but frown, but he didn't have time to hesitate, and immediately turned over to shoot a jumper.

"I will never let you in." Wang Lei jumped up and flew into the cover.

This time, Wang Lei jumped very high, which surprised everyone. Qu Yan's turn-over jump shot itself opened the distance between the two. With his height and arm length, Wang Lei could not have touched the basketball, but this He ran into it this time.

Although it is only a little bit with the fingertips, it is enough.

"Not good." Qu Yan's face changed drastically, and he quickly shouted: "Lu 㙓, rebounding."

When Lu 㙓 reacted, he saw the basketball bounce on the hoop. As expected, he didn't make it. He was just about to jump to take the rebound, but someone was faster than him. With a roar, Guo Kai jumped up first, rushed ahead of Lu 㙓, and grabbed the basketball first.

"Damn it." Lu 㙓 was upset, but helpless.

"Return to defense." Qu Yan could only sigh helplessly and shouted: "We still have a chance to defend against this ball."

However, everyone knows that there is little hope of winning in the fourth.

The score difference is 4 points, there are 40 seconds left in the game, and both sides have an offensive time. Even if the fourth middle school can defend the seventh middle attack, they will not have much time left, and they want to catch up to four points. The score difference is too difficult.

"Wang Lei defended the ball well."

"Guo Kai also got a good rebound, huh, fortunately this ball was blocked."

In the audience, the students of No. 7 Middle School gave a sigh of relief.

The fourth middle school student was worried and nervous.

As soon as Qin Hao passed the midline, Zhou Hongyuan greeted him, constantly exerting pressure on Qin Hao, reaching out for the ball, time was not enough, the fourth middle school must try to make the seventh middle school mistakes as much as possible.

However, Qin Hao was very experienced, protecting the ball with one hand and dribbling the ball with the other. Zhou Hongyuan was forced to move, and Qin Hao retreated first, and then suddenly turned towards Zhou Hongyuan. Before accelerating, Zhou Hongyuan still maintained the forward move, and was immediately called a foul.

"Why did I commit a foul?" Zhou Hongyuan argued with the referee with a bitter face.

The referee ignored it, but signaled that the number of fouls was full, and Qin Hao went to the free throw line and executed two free throws. As the second half of the game became fierce and fouls became more frequent, the fouls on both sides of the team were already full, even if it wasn't for shooting fouls, they had to go to the free throw line.

Qu Yan came, patted Zhou Hongyuan on the shoulder, and comforted: "It doesn't matter, there is not enough time, so let's treat it as a'foul tactic'."

Zhou Hongyuan smiled bitterly, it was a big foul tactic, but if he could prevent the ball and score another one quickly, then another foul tactic would make sense.

Fouling at this time is tantamount to giving away the head.

"Well done."

"Stay steady and get the ball in."

Teammates high-five Qin Hao one after another. As long as Qin Hao hits two free throws, the game is stable.

Qin Hao nodded and walked to the free throw line.

Suddenly, a huge noise broke out in the audience. The students of No. 4 Middle School no longer remained silent, and they did not know who was taking the lead. Hundreds of No. 4 middle school students stood up together and burst into boos and verbal abuse... Still waving their arms, some people even took off their clothes and waved them in their hands, just to interfere with Qin Hao.

"That's it?" Qin Hao didn't smile. He was a professional player at the beginning, and he has seen more battles than this. Just you, it's really a pediatrics.

Huh!

Qin Hao flicked his wrist and hit the first free throw. The noise of the students in the fourth middle school in the audience was immediately reduced.

Then Qin Hao took a deep breath and shot again. The basketball crossed an arc, and finally made a steady hit, unaffected by the audience. In terms of psychological quality, all present here are little brothers.

Well, it's the little brother literally.

76:70, 6 points ahead of the seventh, because Zhou Hongyuan fouled early and there are 30 seconds left in the game, but 30 seconds to chase 6 points, is it possible?

"beep!"

The coach of No. 4 Middle School requested a time-out and arranged a tactic.

In fact, there is nothing to arrange at this time. It is nothing more than grab a three-pointer first, and then seize the time to play foul tactics, send the opponent to the free throw line, and then pray that the opponent will not score.

However, looking at Qin Hao's free throw today, he only missed one. The coach of the Fourth Middle School sighed secretly that this match might have already been explained.

In fact, it was simpler than he thought. The fourth middle school failed to score the three-pointer, and the game completely lost its suspense. Although the fourth middle school still used foul tactics, it was just an increase for Qin Hao. .

"beep......"

When the game was over, the score was 78:72. In the last few seconds, he scored one in four, but it didn't help.

In the end, the whole game ended and the Seventh Middle School won by 6 points and advanced to the final.

"We won, we reached the final."

"Haha, we won, long live Seventh Middle School!"

The seventh middle school student shouted excitedly, very happy.

The fourth middle school students not far away were silent collectively, with disappointment and unwillingness, and stood up one by one, just wanting to leave here quickly.

On the field.

The players from both sides shook hands. Qu Yan looked at Qin Hao, who was a head shorter than himself, and said unwillingly: "You are lucky this time, and we will never lose to you again next time."

Qin Hao shook his head and said, "It's a pity, I'm afraid there will be no next time."

Qu Yan was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Until he left the arena, Qu Yan still didn't figure out what Qin Hao's words meant. There is no next time. Does he think the two teams will not meet again next year?

......

The seventh middle school players boarded the bus.

Because it is the weekend, there is no need to go back to school, and the bus will send the players home directly.

Along the way, the bus was immersed in joy, defeating the fourth, and reaching the final. They have never been so close to the city champion-only one step away!

Qin Hao didn’t plan to participate, but how could his teammates let him go. Today, Qin Hao scored 16 points and 6 assists. The scoring is not the most in the team. The team with the most scoring is Jiang Feng, who scored 18 points. Hao is the biggest contributor to the team's victory.

If Qin Hao didn't bring the injury to play and knock down the opponent's twin towers, the No. 7 Middle School would only be at a disadvantage and might not be able to win the game.

"Qin Hao, you are great today."

"Hey, how about you still have to rely on you at the critical moment. The last time you played in sixth high school, if you didn't stand up, the ending is really uncertain."

Everyone said one after another.

Qin Hao smiled and humbled a few words, saying that compared with my peak strength, I am now too weak, and there is really nothing to be proud of.

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