Cannon fodder refuses to recycle!

At the beginning of the second half, it looked no different from the first half, and the key players of class 11 were still entangled to death.

Jian Ze'an and Lin Xiao looked very eager to grab the ball and attack, and even tried their best to grab the ball from the offensive players of Class 8 against the defenders who surrounded them, but they failed repeatedly, and there was almost no chance to shoot or even touch the ball.Only the three members of Class 11 who were not very good at attacking were reckless and attacked randomly when they got the ball, wasting countless opportunities.

The cheers of Class 8 students on the sidelines became louder and louder, while Class 11 shouted "Come on" at the top of their lungs and tried their best to cheer up their brother Xiao An, but they had to feel a little bit frustrated.

As time passed, Lin Xiao and Jian Ze'an, the magic weapon for class 11's victory, were still firmly watched by class 8.Only Bai Huo, Hong Chuanglei, and Chen Bin were shooting like they were tireless, and wasting their chances.

Everything seemed to be a repeat of the first half.

...Could it be that after struggling all the way, the final result is like this?

In a position that is one step away from the championship?

Every Class 11 student is anxious and sad.

Yet no one left, no one gave up.The players on the field are still fighting, and they will accompany them to the end!

But watching and watching, as the second half time pointer slowly climbed to 15 minutes, everyone couldn't help being surprised.

Obviously, Class 11 played chaotically, Class 8 had a clear idea, and the key figures of Class 11 were indeed frozen...

Why did the difference shrink a little bit?

The goals of the two classes are still pitifully rare, but the score is progressing alternately like a snail crawling.

In the process, the 5 points behind in the first half... was actually overtaken by a little bit.

When the number 31:31 was reflected on the scoreboard, Class 8 let out a clamor of disbelief as the referee flipped the scoreboard.

The students in class 11 didn't understand either, but this didn't affect them from having some kind of desperate mood.

After a long period of repression, they roared out the names of the heroes in their hearts:

"White Fire! You--the best!"

"Brother Lei is amazing! Brother Lei is invincible!!!"

……

The members of class 8 on the field looked at each other, as if they had noticed something.

The captain and several team members staggered and said: "Class 11's attack point has changed!"

Others also understand.

——In the 10 minutes of co-authoring, Lin Xiao and Jian Ze'an fought so hard, were they all playing them?

Those two looked anxious and wanted to win the basketball to earn points, but it was actually a cover at all?It's very similar to that!As a result, the two didn't shoot a ball for half a day, but they just destroyed five or six offenses in Class 8?

Bai Huo and his gang punched wildly, no matter how chaotic they were, they could kill the old master.

In terms of strategy, class 11 was clearly in a mess, Bai Huo and Hong Chuanglei wasted nearly ten opportunities, but so what?As long as there are enough opportunities, you can always get a few.

But the heroes are Lin Xiao and Jian Ze'an, who try to grab the ball desperately every time Class 8 attacks.

This class 8 was so angry that he gritted his teeth: What kind of basketball are you playing, why don't you act in a movie?

At this time, the embarrassing one became Class 8.

If the attacking point of class 11 is changed and the coping method is changed, more people will be needed to defend Hong Chuanglei and the others, and Lin Xiao and Jian Ze'an's marking here will inevitably have omissions.The initiative of the game is in the hands of class 11. They can choose to let the three of Hong Chuanglei continue to look for opportunities, or they can take advantage of the weak defense encountered by Lin Xiao and release the pair of golden partners again.

It's hard.

But Class 8 didn't want to lose.They have persisted for thirty minutes, desperately suppressing class 11, and there is only one last moment left. Can class 11 be allowed to come back when they die?

impossible.

"There are still 5 minutes, stick to it!" The captain of Class 8 didn't even care whether the opponent could hear it, and let out a loud roar, "Don't give them a chance!"

"it is good!"

The members of class 8 roared loudly, and the cheering slogan of class 8 suddenly raised.The sound was like a huge wave, suddenly covering Class 11, who was in high spirits because of the equal score.

The five members of class 11 on the field wanted to take advantage of the tie to go ahead, but no one expected that class 8 could be so tenacious.

The three team members guarding Lin Xiao and Lin Xiao were still fully focused, not giving them any space, but at the same time consciously separated them from their own team's offensive team.

The remaining two offensive players also seemed to have gone crazy. Against Hong Chuanglei's tall and burly bodies, they scrambled, broke through and shot!

The scene became anxious again.

For the next 4 minutes, the two classes seemed to have used all their strength and tricks, and everyone gritted their teeth and refused to let go.

As a result, in this long 5 minutes, both sides only scored one goal each.

33: 33.

Still split.

The cheering and cheering on the sidelines has gradually calmed down. The students watching the game have started to talk about overtime, and those who are familiar with the rules of basketball have begun to educate those who do not.

In the last few minutes, the players on the field, who had tried their best, seemed to realize that the winner might not be able to be decided in regular time.

Their movements all slowed down slightly.

Jian Ze'an's gaze swept across the audience.

He saw the sweat flowing down Hong Chuanglei's face like a stream and falling into the school uniform.

He saw Bai Huo gasping for breath with his mouth open, his face was obviously exhausted.

Fortunately, Class 8 is the same.

This game came to the end, and no side was easy.

Jian Ze'an lightly clenched his fists.He looked at Lin Xiao.

At the same time, Lin Xiao's gaze passed through the shoulders of the members of Class 8 standing in front of him, and met Jian Ze'an's.

The eyes of the two met, Lin Xiao suddenly blinked and smiled.

'I don't want extra time. '

The boy mouthed word by word.

In the next second, he broke through first!

Lin Xiao, who was heavily restrained and only scored three points and seemed to have lost his deterrent power, finally showed his fangs in the anxious final moments of the game!

The defenders staring at Lin Xiao were inevitably distracted because there were only a few seconds left in the regular time of the game.As a result, when he felt the movement of the person behind him, he was startled and quickly started to catch up, but he was already two seconds behind.

Lin Xiao swiftly swung past the two defenders and got out of their control!

He raised his hand.

Hong Chuanglei, who had just blocked another attack by a member of class 8, was holding the ball. His eyes lit up and he immediately gave the ball.

After Lin Xiao received the ball, he turned around and rushed to the field of Class 8.

The first round of offense and defense was carried out in the half of Class 11, so the three of Hong Chuanglei from Class 11, the two offensive players from Class 8, and the defender Lin Xiao who was a step slower were all left behind.

If he doesn't stop him, there will be an empty and smooth road ahead of him.In order to make up for their mistakes, the two defenders watching Lin Xiao tried their best to catch up with him and defend together.

And the defender who was staring at Jian Ze'an didn't hold back, and turned his head and rushed over.

——That’s Lin Xiao.When he is at full throttle, who knows if the two of them can withstand it?And once they can't stand it, the champion of this field will fall into the hands of Class 11!

Surrounded by the three, Lin Xiao's attack angle has been restricted to the extreme.

On the sidelines, the students in class 11 were still shouting, one after another, all of them were his name.

Almost heartbreaking.

Ride the Savior alone.

There is no boy who has not had such a heroic dream in his heart.

If this shot hits the mark, he is undoubtedly the hero.And Lin Xiao's reputation as the uncrowned king on the basketball court, which has always amazed the boys of No. [-] Middle School, will also be improved to a higher level after today.

The basket is close at hand, although there are three people trying to block it, Lin Xiao is still [-]% sure of his ability.

There are only one or two seconds left in the time. If this hit is missed, it will be overtime.

Lin Xiao smiled.

"Zean!"

His voice was loud, without turning his head, the ball in his hand seemed to have eyes, and flew out of his hand——

flew to-

behind him!

Jian Ze'an, who was unmarked at the moment, rushed into the frontcourt as fast as a bolt of lightning.

catch the ball.

His eyes were locked on the basket in front of him, what was the outcome, how would he be blamed if this shot missed... His brain didn't have any room for thinking.

The members of class 8 haven't recalled it yet, but Jian Ze'an has already raised his hand to vote!

The basketball draws a beautiful parabola in the clear blue sky, just like dividing the wings of birds in the playground.

Under everyone's gaze, it lightly fell into the embrace of the basket.

The net wobbled, followed by a soft thud when the ball hit the ground, and then—

Overturn the cheers of the audience!

The ball is in.

3 points.

33: 36.

Class 11 is behind.

Class 11 achieved a lead at this moment!

The voice was like thunder.

The students in class 11 wanted to shout that the glass of the surrounding teaching buildings collapsed.

"Ange!"

"Brother An is awesome——"

"Brother An is the best-!!!"

The moment Jian Ze'an saw the ball fall into the ball frame, he raised his fist and jumped up. He was still in the air when he was bombarded by loud cheers and screams, which made his ears hurt.

The cheers flooded towards him from all directions.Everyone is calling him.

Jian Ze'an fell back to the ground and looked towards the sidelines. Under the bright sun, there were bright faces of his classmates. Everyone was watching him, shouting the name of his hero, and cheering for victory.

Jian Ze'an turned around and saw Lin Xiao applauding.

He walked over, grabbed his buddy's arm, and raised it up: "Brother Xiao is awesome!!!"

he shouted.

——This looks like the look of a boxing referee when he judged the winner. It was silly when he saw it in the school newspaper and forums afterwards, but at that moment, Jian Ze'an was full of thoughts, and more than half of the cheers and glory should be dedicated to Lin Xiao.

That ball, Lin Xiao's confidence in making it was not low.He passed the ball for safety, for the victory of class 11, but he pushed Jian Ze'an to the hero's throne that finally determined the outcome.

Jian Ze'an grabbed the wrist of the boy beside him, and shouted to the students on the sidelines: "Brother Xiao is awesome!"

The cheers from class 11 paused for a second, and then they echoed the same shouts from the surging waves, shouting Lin Xiao's name.

Jian Ze'an turned his head and smiled at the people next to him.

In the next second, he was firmly pressed into a warm embrace!

The taller boy hugged his friend tightly, and in the hustle and bustle that made it difficult to hear the voices of the people around him, his lips moved close to the ear tips of the person in his arms.

"Zean."

The other party didn't say anything else, but simply called the person in Huai Li's name.

The scorching hot and moist breath rushed into Jian Ze'an's earholes.

At the end of his nose was the smell of laundry detergent mixed with sweat and the sun on Lin Xiao's shoulders. It was hot, like summer.

Before Jian Ze'an could respond in time, he felt another person hugging him behind him.

Then, he couldn't see, but he could sense the third person and the fourth person from the force of pressing each other.

The five members of Class 11 hugged each other.

cheer.

hot sun.

Hugs from friends.

Adrenaline in motion.

A tough but eventually picked victory.

And... friendship and youth without regrets.

Jian Ze'an's heart was beating like a beating, and for a moment she suspected that standing in the hot sun was a little dazed, so that the shouts of those classmates who exploded suddenly went away and became quiet.

The joy that burst out at the moment of victory seemed to have been taken into the bottom of my heart, but at this moment it suddenly came back from my heart, with even more turbulent regret.

This feeling was so refreshing that people were almost overwhelmed. He didn't know how to express it, so he could only close his eyes slightly, and hugged his teammates even harder, echoing Hong Chuanglei's roar that was changed because of excitement. by:

"we are the champion!"

The author has something to say: I have finished writing the basketball game completely, I wrote it so happily, I feel that my adrenaline is also rushing~

Thanks sleepy little angel of mine!Comparing my heart to you!

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