This three -pointer is very difficult, but Zhuang Yu knows that this ball will definitely score. There is an inexplicable feeling in her heart.

The next moment, a loud sound, a basketball hole through the Nets, hitting a hollow hit.

"Sure enough ..." Zhuang Yu's mouth rose, showing a confident smile. At this moment, he suddenly felt like he could throw in.

This is derived from his two months of training, and because of this game today, he scored a lot of three -pointers and scored a lot of three -pointers. Every time he hit his confidence, every time he voted for him, every time he voted for him, every time he voted for him, he voted for every time.

Entry is a self -breakthrough.

Three -pointer hit him again and again, let him enter a special state -if you want to describe it in one sentence, that is, the basket is as wide as the sea.

When this ball hit, the score turned to 73:72, Jiangning No. 1 Middle School overtake 1 point.

At the right of the Normal University, Chen Zhanpeng slowed down the ball to the frontcourt. It was the arrangement of the coach and dropped the speed to play the position. After that, he started to find the inside and gave the ball to Wan Chen's hands.

The coach's arrangement.

In fact, as in the first quarter, after more than three quarters, the coaches of the Normal University's Affiliated Middle School found that they had to play like this.

Of course, the facts also prove that this is indeed the case.

Wan Chen took the ball at the low position. Jiang Ning No.1 Middle School immediately went to the defense, but still failed to stop Wan Chen. He took the ball and turned around and leaned to Yuan Feng.

Xiao Qingyang rushed over and tried to block, but Wan Chen was too high.

After all, Xiao Qingyang failed to block it, and could only watch Wan Chen enter.

"It doesn't matter, fight the attack." Coach Yang Guohui shouted, but he was actually very depressed, because there was no big forward.

If there is a large forward with enough height, when this time, Wan Chen will definitely not be so easy to score.

... ...

In the offensive, Zhuang Yu quickly advanced. After arriving in the frontcourt, he hit his teammates and played a gesture.

Zhuang Yu moved to the right, and then gave Xiao Qingyang with a ball, and gave him a look. Then he cut empty, lapped along the inside, and returned to the outside.

"Ball." Zhuang Yu asked.

Xiao Qingyang immediately gave the ball, but it was staring at Zhuang Yu at the Normal University's attached middle school. Someone immediately changed his defense. The small forward Pei Yuan had already rushed to Zhuang Yu.

However, Zhuang Yu did not hesitate. At this moment, he exploded with three points of confidence, not to mention Pei Yuan, even Qiu Wanzhi or Wan Chen, could not stop him.

The next moment, Zhuang Yu jumped up.

"This is to cast, who can look down on?" Pei Yuan scolded, jumped up immediately, flew forward, raised his right hand high, and fanned the basketball.

However, he underestimated Zhuang Yu's bouncing. Zhuang Yu jumped very high. Although he was slightly shorter than Pei Yuan, his shot was very high. Pei Yuan was not the two inside players.

I hit Zhuang Yu's arm.

Slap!

beep!

Fighting, whistle.

The referee immediately gave a foul. The criminal rules were too obvious, and the voice was very crisp. It was only surprising that Zhuang Yu was crooked in the air and obviously lost his balance.

When the ball went out, Zhuang Yuren also landed, because he lost his balance, he fell back, lying on the floor.

It was just that he couldn't feel the pain at all. He stared at the basketball without blinking, watched the basketball flying towards the basket, and the last one ended into it.

"Yeah." Zhuang Yu fell to the ground, but he waved his arm excitedly.

"Wow ..."

The audience was uproar, and the fans were stunned.

This can actually be cast. It is a 31st. Zhuang Yu has obviously lost balance in the air. Is it luck?

There may be luck, but it is more strength.

At this moment, Zhuang Yu is in a special state. There is nothing to do for him. He dares to face Pei Yuan's shot, and he also has the confidence of throwing the ball in a foul -

Can't stop him.

"Too crazy."

"This is simply no solution, all of which are like that, and even foul, but people can still throw the ball into. What else can this be used? Who else can block Zhuang Yu?"

"If Zhuang Yu is doing this earlier, I'm afraid ..."

When Zhuang Yu stood on the free throw line, the fans of the auditorium were still discussing, and the ball just brought them a lot of shock. Some people were thinking about it.

Lead so long?

In fact, at the beginning, Jiangning No. 1 Middle School did not think about winning the goal by three points.

What's more, Zhuang Yu did not have confidence and state at this time.

"Well!"

Add penalty, the score is 77:74, Jiangning No. 1 Middle School leads 3 points.

At this time, there was only one minute left, and the coach of the Normal University's Affiliated Middle School called for a pause. When a few players came to the field, he turned to look at Jiang Ning No. 1 Middle School, staring at Zhuang Yu.

I lost my mind for a while.

"Coach." Qiu Wanzhi shouted.

"Oh." The coach of the Normal University Affiliated Middle School came back and retracted his eyes: "Let me talk about it, there are more than one minute left, we only lag 3 points behind, and there are opportunities." After comforting, he was silent again.

It seems to be tangled.

A group of players looked tightly. Wan Chen opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't dare after all.

After a while, the coach of the Normal University Affiliated Middle School sighed lightly, and seemed to have made up his determination.

... ...

When the suspension ended, the two sides returned to the field. The Affiliated Middle School of the Normal University first successfully fought a tactic. The two inside lines attracted the defense, so that Chen Zhanpeng on the outer line obtained the opportunity, hit a mid -range shot, and rewritten the score to 77:76.

Only one point.

When he came to the defensive end, Zhuang Yu started to hold the middle of the Normal University. When he saw that Zhuang Yu arrived at the three -point line, he immediately put on the bag, forcing him to go through the ball.

The intention is obvious. The last one point of more than one point of the Normal University did not want Zhuang Yu to take the shot.

"Well, actually the bag?"

"It's time for a long time, how much does Zhuang Yu get?"

At the audience, the fans were shocked first, and then relieved.

Counting the previous three quarters, Zhuang Yu has scored 6 three -pointer today, and his personal score has reached 28 points. Especially this last quarter, if you are a little bit earlier in Zhuang Yu, I am afraid the current situation is again again.

no the same.

Now the Normal University Affiliated Middle School finally reacted, but it was too late.

"Is it a bag?" Zhuang Yu split the ball, first passed to Xiao Qingyang, and then began to move. He shouted while moving, "cover me."

At this time, it was implicitly hidden, nor did the players in the Normal University heard whether he heard it. What he wanted was a time difference.

Yuan Feng stepped forward to cover Zhuang Yu and block Chen Zhanpeng.

However, the High School Affiliated to the Normal University immediately changed its defense. Qiu Wanzhi pursued Zhuang Yu. However, the figure in front of him flashed and he encountered cover again. Jiang Xuezhou blocked him.

After two consecutive screens, Zhuang Yu came to the three-point line in the left corner. The High School Affiliated to Normal University did not give up. Wan Chen threw Yuan Feng away and rushed towards Zhuang Yu.

At this moment, everyone knew that Zhuang Yu was going to shoot a three-pointer.

The fans know it, the players from the High School Affiliated to Normal University know it, and the players from Jiangning No. 1 Middle School also know that everyone is staring at Zhuang Yu.

Whoosh...

The ball was passed, Zhuang Yu caught the ball, bent his knees, and aimed at the basket.

"Don't even think about voting." Wan Chen growled and jumped up.

"Don't foul." The coach of the High School Affiliated to Normal University shouted, worried that Zhuang Yu was just pretending to shoot, but actually wanted to cause a foul.

However, he was wrong.

Zhuang Yu didn't want to commit a foul, it wasn't a fake move, but he really wanted to shoot a three-pointer. After catching the ball, he jumped up with almost no adjustment and didn't care about Wan Chen. He didn't even look at Wan Chen.

All he can see is the basket.

After all, Wan Chen missed the ball and failed to touch the basketball. Others were in the air and subconsciously turned to look at the basketball, praying in his heart: "Don't make it."

Whoosh!

However, the next moment, in his horrified eyes, the basketball penetrated the net, without any suspense, without any deviation, and hit the ball hollowly.

This three-pointer was like a giant hammer, hitting Wan Chen on the head so hard that it made stars appear in his eyes. It hit everyone from the coach to the players in the High School Affiliated to Normal University.

"Surprisingly, we can still get in."

"this......"

Each and every player from the High School Affiliated to Normal University stared blankly at the swaying net, feeling as if they had lost their souls.

This three-pointer was a huge blow to them.
To be continued...