There are still two minutes left in the fourth quarter, and the point difference between Class 5 and Class 7 has narrowed to six points. In just a few minutes, Class 7 was chased by Class 5 and lost two points.
Ten points. Wei Yingyang, who was originally the most important offensive point of Class 7, could not score a single point under Zhou Hao's defense.
As the fourth quarter continues, we can only rely on the other four players to score. However, except for Wei Yingyang, the skills of the players in Class 7 and Tong Yaowen and others in Class 5 are on par with each other. In the entire fourth quarter,
In this game, Class 7 only scored a measly seven points, and they scored it while Zhou Hao was defending Yingyang.
Compared to Wei Yingyang, who couldn't score a single point after being defended by Zhou Hao, Zhou Hao's offense was unstoppable. Whether he dunked, shot from a long distance, or assisted his teammates to score, Class 5 could push Class 7 to a point.
This situation is entirely due to Zhou Hao.
At this time, the auditorium of the basketball court was also filled with students who came to watch the game. Seeing the wonderful performance of Zhou Hao and others on the court, they did not hesitate to applaud, and at the same time they all asked who Zhou Hao was.
"Zhou Hao, come on! Class 5, come on!"
The students in Class 5 cheered Zhou Hao and the players in Class 5 excitedly. Among them, Liu Shichao, Wang Xijun and Situ Jianying were the most excited. Liu Shichao even became the temporary captain of the cheerleading team in Class 5, directing everyone to shout slogans together.
The game was very intense. More than a minute passed. Class 5 scored another seven points under the leadership of Zhou Hao, while Class 7 also scored two points with great difficulty under the tight defense of Class 5. The difference between the two classes was even higher.
One point left!
There was only half a minute left, and the ball was still in the hands of Class 7. I saw Wei Yingyang dribbling the ball and directing his teammates to move, shouting loudly: "Slow down, play slower,
Don’t let their rhythm be disrupted!”
He deliberately slowed down and wanted to delay as much time as possible. It was best to complete the last offensive so that Team 5 had no chance to reverse the situation. However, looking at Zhou Hao over there, Wei Yingyang felt itchy with hatred.
Because since Zhou Hao arrived, he has been tightly controlled by Zhou Hao and has not even scored a single point.
Standing outside the three-point line with the ball, when there were only seven seconds left on the clock, and only more than one second left in Class 7's attack time, Wei Yingyang raised his hands, seemingly about to shoot a three-pointer.
At this time, Zhou Hao also ran over from the two zones, jumped up lightly in front of Wei Yingyang, and at the same time stretched out his right hand to cover his eyes. However, Wei Yingyang smiled proudly and deliberately jumped towards Zhou Hao.
The body hit him.
The expressions of the players in Class 5 all changed greatly, because Wei Yingyang clearly wanted to avoid Zhou Hao's foul in order to make sure he could shoot free throws. His service hit rate was also very high. Moreover, from outside the three-point line
A foul can often lead to three free throws!
Even the referee over there has his whistle in his mouth and will blow it as soon as Wei Yingyang and Zhou Hao's bodies come into contact.
Just when everyone thought Zhou Hao was about to inevitably commit a foul, they saw Zhou Hao's body turning in an unusually agile circle in the air and ducking to the side. Wei Yingyang obviously did not expect that Zhou Hao could do something in the air.
With such an action, he also missed the ball. In a daze, he forgot to throw the ball, and it just fell to the ground. Zhou Hao also stood firmly next to him.
"Beep beep——!" the referee's whistle blew, but because Wei Yingyang did not touch Zhou Hao, his action caused a walking foul.
"Yeah!" The players in Class 5 and the students outside the court cheered excitedly. If Wei Yingyang's foul tactics were successful this time, Class 5 would never have a chance again.
After Tong Yaowen kicked off the ball, he passed the ball to Zhou Hao, who was already the leader of Class 5, allowing him to complete the attack in the last six seconds. However, the people in Class 7 obviously also expected that Zhou Hao would be the leader of the offense.
□, so when Zhou Hao passed half the court, two people were immediately assigned to double-team Zhou Hao.
Wei Yingyang was also one of the people who double-teamed Zhou Hao. He shouted to his teammates: "Guard him! You must guard him!"
Under this double team, Zhou Hao was a little helpless. If he used brute force to knock them away, it would be an offensive foul. Looking at the electronic clock on the wall over there, time passed by second by second, and there was only a little bit left.
It was three seconds, and Wei Yingyang and the players in Class 7 all had joy on their faces, because as long as they could hold on for this moment, they would win.
But Zhou Hao also saw Tong Yaowen standing unguarded outside the three-point line, and immediately threw the ball out between Wei Yingyang and another Class 7 player who was double-teaming him, and passed it to Tong Yaowen.
When Wei Yingyang saw this, he immediately shouted: "Quickly guard him, he is going to shoot a three-pointer!"
He himself immediately abandoned Zhou Hao and ran towards Tong Yaowen at a sprint speed of 100 meters. At this time, Tong Yaowen looked around, raised his hands and jumped up in a standard posture for shooting a three-pointer.
Wei Yingyang had already run in front of him and stretched out his right hand to cover Tong Yaowen's eyes. Because he knew that he could not block the shot at this time, he could only do the next best thing and interfere with Tong Yaowen's shooting rate.
I saw the basketball fly out of Tong Yaowen's hand and draw a parabola high in the air. The players from Class 5 and Class 7 on the field looked at the basketball nervously. At the same time, the numbers on the electronic clock on the wall also
It's beating, and the time is counting down, three seconds...two seconds...
However, when the basketball flew to the backboard, it obviously veered to the right, and its distance from the basket became further and further away.
Wei Yingyang, who was also paying attention to the basketball trends, had a smile on his face that became stronger and stronger. He couldn't help shouting: "It's an air ball that doesn't stick to three things! It's an air ball that doesn't stick to three things!"
Everyone knew that the ball thrown by Tong Yaowen really couldn't even touch the backboard. The players in Class 5 already felt a sense of despair, while Class 7 held their breath and looked at the basketball in the air, praying in their hearts:
"Don't come in! Don't come in!"
Just when everyone's eyes were focused on the basketball in the air, a figure jumped into the air like a roc spreading its wings, stretched out his right hand and firmly grabbed the basketball in the air, and slammed it towards the basket in front of him.
The basket was smashed.
"Beep beep——!"
The whistle sounded, the game was over, and the basketball also fell from the net pocket of the basket, but the figure still grabbed the basket, hanging on it, and it was Zhou Hao!
It turns out that Tong Yaowen's shot just now was not a three-pointer, but a pass to allow Zhou Hao to complete the alley-oop!
Everyone looked at the referee because Zhou Hao smashed the basketball into the basket at the last second.
Under the nervous gaze of everyone, the referee made a gesture with both hands, and on the scoreboard, two points were added to Class 5's score. In other words, Zhou Hao's alley-oop goal was valid!
This was a perfect kill. At the last moment, Zhou Hao killed Class 7!
The whole gymnasium was boiling, especially the players in Class 5. They excitedly rushed to Zhou Hao who fell back to the ground and hugged him tightly. Although today was their first meeting, Zhou Hao gave them
What a surprise it brought. After falling behind by nearly 30 points, in the last quarter of the game, they led them to a comeback and finally won the game!
Zhou Hao also smiled at Tong Yaowen and said: "What a beautiful assist."
"I see your eyes and I know your strategy." Tong Yaowen also smiled. On the court, in addition to personal athletic ability, the most important thing is the tacit understanding between teammates.
Students from Class 5 who were in the audience also ran into the field one after another. Liu Shichao hugged Zhou Hao and said, "Zhou Hao, you are so amazing, so amazing! Our class can win the championship."
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Gao Jingyi also came to Zhou Hao, looked at him with twinkling eyes, and then smiled lightly, "Congratulations."
Zhou Hao smiled and nodded, "It's all thanks to everyone, I just joined in the middle."
Situ Jianying smiled at Zhou Hao and said, "Fortunately, you only came on the field in the last quarter. If you had come on the field from the beginning, we would definitely have beaten Class 7 by more than 30 points."
Liu Shichao immediately echoed, "That's right, you didn't see Wei Yingyang's arrogance in the first three quarters. It was uncomfortable to watch. If you came, that guy would have no chance to perform at all."
The other boys also nodded. It turned out that the power forward who was responsible for guarding Yingyang was also convinced, because when Wei Yingyang faced him, he would often be insulting and very arrogant.
Wei Yingyang, on the other hand, threw the towel that his classmate handed him to wipe his sweat to the ground, and cursed angrily: "Damn it!" Then he looked at Zhou Hao with a spiteful look, and then turned around.
He left the gymnasium.
The next step is to award the awards. Class 15 of Senior High School has fought all the way from the preliminary round to the finals. After winning the championship with Wei Yingyang in charge, Class 7 of Senior 15 was the strongest.
The class is all set.
The guest who presented the award was Wei Yuanjun, the new principal of Yuning Middle School and Wei Yingyang's father.
I saw that this was a middle-aged man of medium build. The hair on the top of his head had almost fallen off, revealing his bare scalp. He had a typical "Mediterranean" hairstyle.
Wei Yuanjun has been sitting in the guest seats over there with several other directors, and he has also seen the whole process of the game. Watching his son go from leading by a big score to losing by the last point, he must have felt bad.
.However, Zhou Hao couldn't see anything on his face, but there was a kind smile on his face.
When Wei Yuanjun handed the championship trophy to Zhou Hao, he smiled at him in a low voice: "Young man, your skills are very good, very good."