Nba: Most Talented

This momentum stunned the opponent's players. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he quickly turned around and passed the ball.

"Pretty." Even Yang Xu couldn't help applauding.

I really underestimated Qi Lei, I didn't expect him to have such a wonderful performance in his first appearance.

"A layup?" the fans shouted.

Everyone seems to be in the final madness. There is really no time to throw the ball before the end of the game.

Seeing that the opponent's defense is very tight, if you can't throw the ball, then the ball will be stolen every day.

Dahui, who got the ball, saw that it was impossible to get close to the backboard. With a quick spin, he shot 887 balls.

"Look, it's a three-pointer." Someone pointed and shouted.

"Go in." Someone muttered to himself while watching the ball flying in the air.

"I won't go in." The opponent's fans shouted very loudly.

"Such a long distance, and in such a hurry, how could it be possible to enter?"

"It's impossible to enter." The cheerleading team led by Wang Huahua yelled to enter.

In this two-stage differentiation, the ball draws an arc in the air and actually goes to the basket.

When the ball approached the basket, the field seemed to be quiet all of a sudden, waiting to see if the ball could (bjdg) go in.

Of course, Yang Xu's side hopes that the ball can go in, while the other side hopes not to go in. This goal is very important for both sides.

"Come in." Someone yelled.

Shouts suddenly erupted on the field, as if the roof of the field was about to be blown off.

"Time is up."

When Yang Xu saw the ball go in, the time was up, and he was deeply relieved. Since it was a three-pointer, it was a sure win.

Suddenly, he realized something, the time was up, but the referee didn't blow the whistle, and the opponent's players were doing their best to counterattack.

This scene shocked everyone present.

"Obviously the time is up, the game is over."

"That's right, why didn't you blow the whistle?"

"Could the referee be asleep?"

The referee has rushed to the field and blows his whistle at Yang Xu's players.

"What's going on here?"

The audience was in a daze, not knowing what was going on.

In view of the fact that referees are always unfair, Yang Xu decided to go to him immediately without waiting.

"The game is over, why not announce it?"

The referee looked at him coldly, "Who told you the game is over? Are you the referee or am I the referee?"

Yang Xu pointed to the time card, "It's been reset to zero."

"Yes, the time is up, but the game is not over."

Yang Xu felt amused, "The time is up, but it's not over yet? Are you kidding me?"

"You heard it right." The referee said word by word, "As a coach, you can't even see this?"

Yang Xu frowned, "What?"

"Your player fouls, and more free throws."

Yang Xu was furious, "Which eye of yours saw him foul?"

The referee looked at Yang Xu unreasonably, "I think you should get a pair of glasses, otherwise it will have a greater impact on your life and work."

Yang Xu reasoned anxiously, "I think it's you who should wear glasses, right? There are so many people at the scene, but no one saw him fouling, and you saw it alone. I think you are biased?"

The referee frowned, "What do you mean, are you saying that I deliberately targeted you?"

"I think it's very possible." Yang Xu said seriously.

At this time, the manager of the other party came.

"What are you talking about?" It seemed like a peacemaker. .