Basketball boy, starting to shine from the slam dunk

"Captain, I have no strength." Ye Wenwei said to Jiao Ziyi.

At this time, there were only two minutes left in the game, and the score on the field was 78:68, with Wenshi Middle School still lagging behind by 10 points.

Jiao Ziyi smiled bitterly: "I don't have any strength anymore."

In fact, by this time the game had basically lost its suspense.

With a 10-point difference and only more than two minutes left in the game, Aragonese Middle School didn't have enough time to chase points, nor did it have the physical fitness.

Jiao Ziyi took a deep breath. He felt as if his lungs were on fire. The cold air he breathed in could only make his lungs feel better. He said to Ye Wenwei: "Hang on, there are more than two minutes left, we have to give in." Let’s reduce the difference to less than ten points.”

"Yes." Ye Wenwei nodded heavily.

At this point, the two of them no longer have any illusions about reversal, but even if they lose, they can't lose too ugly, right?

......

Aragonese High School offense.

Ye Wenwei advanced with the ball, called a pick-and-roll after reaching the frontcourt, and then moved to the right. Seeing Zhou An rushing forward to delay, he took a deep breath, accelerated suddenly, and rushed towards the basket with all his strength. Zhou An immediately turned around and saw Ye Wenwei jumping up, so he jumped up immediately.

Snapped!

There was a crisp sound, not a cover.

Zhou An almost blocked the shot. Ye Wenwei sped up his shot. Zhou An failed to block the shot, but slapped it on the backboard.

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However, Ye Wenwei failed to score on this goal.

"rebound."

In the auditorium, the fans shouted loudly.

Just when several inside players were about to compete for rebounds, a figure rushed into the inside and tipped the ball in the air before everyone else.

It was Jiao Ziyi.

The ball was successfully added, but Jiao Ziyi was too tired. When he landed, his legs softened and he fell directly to the ground.

"Captain." Ye Wenwei called.

"I'm fine." Jiao Ziyi shook his head, "I'm just too tired."

At the same time, Jiangning No. 1 Middle School launched an attack.

With only two minutes left and an 8-point lead, Jiangning No. Middle School did not need to rush. Zhuang Yu slowed down and consumed some time before giving the ball to Xiao Qingyang.

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The game is coming to an end, and Zhuang Yu has already scored 28 points, plus 5 rebounds and 11 assists, another double-double.

Xiao Qingyang also scored 22 points at this time, plus 6 rebounds and 3 assists. The data was still very good, but his score was slightly less than Zhuang Yu.

There is no suspense about Jiangning No. 1 Middle School's championship. He doesn't care about the provincial league MVP Zhuang Yu. He wants to give it to Xiao Qingyang.

So hurry up and feed Xiao Qingyang more balls.

After Xiao Qingyang got the ball, he faced Jiao Ziyi in singles. He first dribbled the ball from his hips and broke through to the left. After taking a step forward, he turned around with the ball and bypassed Jiao Ziyi in an instant. At this time, Jiao Ziyi no longer had the strength to stop him.

I saw Xiao Qingyang throw away Jiao Ziyi, rush into the inside line, dodge slightly in the air, avoid Tao Fang's block, and then hit the board.

The score difference became 10 points again.

For more than a minute after that, the score difference between the two sides saw back and forth at about ten points.

Wenshi Middle School narrowed the point difference to less than ten points twice, but was soon widened to more than ten points by Jiangning No. 1 Middle School...

......

Finally, with only ten seconds left in the game, the ball was given to Ye Wenwei. At this time, the score was 82:72, and the point difference was still 10 points.

"Whoosh, whoosh..."

Ye Wenwei was panting violently. He had to open his mouth, and Zhuang Yu could hear the loud breathing. He was obviously very tired, so tired that he almost collapsed, as if he would collapse in the next moment.

But his eyes were fixed on the basket.

In Ye Wenwei's eyes, Zhuang Yu saw something that touched his heart. It was persistence and perseverance...

“Scoring this goal narrowed the point difference to less than ten points.”

Ye Wenwei silently told himself that he dragged his exhausted body and launched the last attack. He was thinking about how to get past Zhuang Yu, attack the basket, try his best to score the ball, or shoot directly... .But it doesn’t seem to work.

Zhuang Yu still has physical fitness, but in his current state, it is impossible to pass Zhuang Yu; shooting is also impossible and will be blocked.

In the end, Ye Wenwei chose to shoot.

Because he really has no strength, he may not be able to even make a simple change of direction, let alone pass Zhuang Yu and Zhou An inside.

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When the game time entered the countdown, Ye Wenwei lowered his center of gravity, barely looked like he was about to break through, then stepped back and jumped...

"Why does it feel like the ball has become so heavy, so heavy..."

At this moment, Ye Wenwei felt that the ball became very heavy. It was so heavy that he had to use all his strength to lift it and throw it with all his strength.

But will he get in?

He actually knew the answer, no.

"Snapped!"

There was a crisp sound that stunned Ye Wenwei.

"beep!"

The referee blew the whistle and gave Zhuang Yu a foul.

This is why Ye Wenwei was stunned. In the last attack, Jiangning No. 10 Middle School led by points. The game had already lost suspense. Why did Zhuang Yu do this? Could it be that he was not even willing to give me the last chance to shoot.

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No, that's not right.

In an instant, Ye Wenwei reacted: "He did it on purpose. With his bounce, this ball can definitely block me, but he chose to foul."

At this moment, he had an indescribable feeling in his heart. He understood that it was not that Zhuang Yu was unwilling to give him the last chance to shoot, but that he knew that he had no strength to vote.

Therefore, Zhuang Yu was actually able to block shots, but he chose to intentionally foul and send Ye Wenwei to the free throw line, because only in this way could Ye Wenwei make the shot.

Ye Wenwei looked at Zhuang Yu and gasped, "Why are you doing this?"

Knowing that Ye Wenwei understood what he was thinking, Zhuang Yu said calmly: "No reason, I just feel that everyone who loves basketball and the game deserves to be respected, even if they are opponents."

For a moment, Ye Wenwei was shocked and didn't speak for a long time. The referee reminded him that he should go to the free throw line before he came to his senses and said to Zhuang Yu: "Thank you."

When Ye Wenwei stood on the free throw line, the fans supporting Wenshi Middle School in the audience stood up, followed by other fans.

At this moment, the game has already concluded.

What made the fans stand up one after another was the persistence of Wenshi Middle School, the persistence of Ye Wenwei, and the respect for the players.

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"boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and the first penalty bullet came out of the frame.

Jiao Ziyi stepped forward, patted Ye Wenwei and encouraged: "Come on."

Tao Fang, Zhou Yifan, and Zhang Xuenen also stepped forward to high-five Ye Wenwei and encourage him, just like before, even though the game had been lost.

Ye Wenwei took a deep breath and paused for several seconds before shooting the free throw. The ball was still a little weak, but after a bounce, it actually fell in again.

"hehe......"

Looking at the basket, Ye Wenwei grinned stupidly.

Several players from Wenshi Middle School rushed towards Ye Wenwei and hugged him. They were crying and laughing, and they didn’t know whether it was sweat or tears, quietly falling...