There are 51 seconds left in the game, and the failure is slowly approaching a certain team.
……
It seems to them that the model who didn’t enter Hainan Ocean rammed the ball into the line, but Yi Jun was afraid to try again. He wanted the Mu brothers to finish the battlefield game tacitly.
It’s a pity that Wu Ji and Wei Ning have killed their eyes, and they are stuck like two walls. The two of them are facing the danger of twenty-four seconds of attack violation. Mu Hai sent the ball out in a mess and was directly held by Wei Ning on the other side.
This time they have 36 seconds left.
Still didn’t get in … At this time, the wheel of fortune played an awkward joke with Wei Ning. He hooked his hand and shook it on the side of the basket for three times, but it was incredible and rolled out.
This makes Wei Ning almost eyes splitting!
After escaping from the sea of death, the spirit suddenly came. Because the attack was just completed too fast, there were still 2 seconds before the end of the game, which meant that they couldn’t have exhausted their victory while trying to mop. They had to score this last attack.
And when I thought of this, Yi Jun suddenly found that some Nai Hai Nan Yang model middle schools had to delay to win the competition?
He held his breath and his anger evolved into a murderous look to kill again.
Perhaps this will be the last time that Chu Chen hopes to counterpoint-Chu Chen hopes to be slack.
Yi Jun kept his skills to show incisively and vividly. He was like a butterfly dancing. He skillfully broke away from Chu Chenxi’s defense. He jumped up and tried to send the basketball directly to the basket. Even if he couldn’t, he had to let the ball fall to Mujiang or Muhai. He wanted the ball to touch the basket at this time, and then they won the game.
Go basketball.
Yijun is still holding on to victory. Fortunately, he sticks out his hand high and graceful like a great dancer.
……
At this critical juncture.
Suddenly, a man came out from the side, and he suddenly appeared in Yi Jun’s sight like a nine-day victory.
He held his palm high and held his fingers open, which seemed to Yi Jun to be as lofty as the Tathagata Wuzhishan in the Journey to the West.
Followed by a slap in the face, Yi Jun held the basketball high.
……
Yi Jun looked at the huge No.9 in horror.
No one noticed that at this time, the 13th had arrived behind Yi Jun, and the basketball was falling to his place.
And just less than three meters away from him, there was a bright, scary and dazzling light in a teenager’s eyes.
His expression has never been solemn and firm. He straightened his strong waist and never stepped back to Nanyang Model Middle School.
Just like the same teenager a year ago.
At the last moment of the game, the dark black jersey was a huge number. In Yijun’s memory, Luwan Stadium once again crossed the darkness and haze.
Chapter VII The Rise of Nanchuan
finish
(Please look forward to the final chapter peak field)
Section 314 Nanchuan is coming
Jiangsu Nanjing
Beiyang no.12 high school resident
At noon, the last home game was just over, and Ouyang Zhi was resting in his room. In this last round of the game, they won easily.
The door was gently knocked.
"Who is it?" Ouyang Zhi turned over and got up.
"Ouyang is me" heard Jiang Yu Ouyang Zhinai shook his head. He had some understanding of what the bosses were so nai to themselves, and he was so annoying to others at that time.
