Basketball Myth: Super Guard

Swish!

A soft sound came, Meng Hao trembled, and he didn't need to look back to know that the goal was scored. Just when they all thought that Qin Hao's shooting was unstable and would definitely choose to break through instead of shooting, Qin Hao suddenly used Shoot and score a goal.

what is this?

It wasn't just Meng Hao, Jiang Yang, the coach of No. 3 Middle School on the sidelines, also had a very ugly face. He felt like he was being beaten in the face, and it hurt a lot. His judgment was wrong. Qin Hao really shot, and that shot in the second quarter was not accidental. But since there are shots, why does he always break through?

in the audience.

Qu Yan, Zuo Xiaojun, and Lu 㙓, you look at me, I look at you, all of them are a little confused, what's the matter with his meow?

Only Jiang Fangping smiled and whispered to himself, "Good luck."

In fact, even the players in No. 3 Middle School do not understand that Qin Hao has always disliked shooting. Qin Hao's shooting is unstable, but it is not impossible to shoot. Why does he have to break through every time?

Only Jiang Fangping guessed one or two.

One is that Qin Hao's shooting is unstable, and the hit rate is difficult to guarantee. It is better to make a breakthrough. When encountering bad luck and feeling bad, the efficiency is far less than that of a breakthrough. The second is that Qin Hao did it on purpose to mislead Others, people think he can't shoot, or has no confidence in his own shooting.

Although this is actually the case, if it is used well, such as now, it will have a surprising and winning effect.

"What a little fox. He is only 15 years old. Even if he is young and mature, he is too old, right?" Jiang Fangping said with emotion, "Maybe this is also a kind of talent."

On the court, the score was 78:78 and it was tied again.

Seeing that Meng Hao was a little nervous, Tu Lei patted him and shouted, "Don't think too much, just focus on the game."

Meng Hao nodded and asked painfully, "But, how should I prevent him from meowing?"

Tu Lei's face twitched, and he also felt a headache. He sighed: "Do normal defense, don't get too close or too far away, just like defending others. Don't worry, your teammates will help you defend and make up. "

"Okay." Meng Hao was helpless, that was all he could do.

At this time, there was only more than one minute left in the game, and the third center attacked. After Meng Hao got to the frontcourt and saw Qin Hao come up, his heart trembled. He was a little afraid of Qin Hao.

Immediately, Meng Hao hurriedly scored the ball and passed it to Tu Lei. Anyway, the coach's order was to give the ball to Tu Lei and let Tu Lei play it. However, Jiang Yang almost cursed his mother. You are the point guard, and Tu Lei is the shooting guard. He passed the ball to Tu Lei just after halftime. Any fool knows that it must be Tu Lei attacking. Besides, you don't organize your point guard, so you're in such a hurry to dump the blame?

The shivering Jiang Yang couldn't help but want to make a substitution, but there was only a minute left in the game, and substitution at this time would only be counterproductive.

Tu Lei almost twisted his nose in anger and glared at Meng Hao. Just as he was about to act, the double team of No. 7 Middle School had already arrived.

In desperation, Tu Lei could only score the ball and pass it to Chen Shen, and he started to run, but Meng Hao's pass to him was a waste of attacking time.

"Cover, give him cover." Jiang Yang ignored Meng Hao and shouted at the court.

The players in No. 3 middle school gave Tu Lei a cover. Tu Lei threw off the defender and came to the right to catch the ball. Jiang Feng, who was guarding him, was blocked behind. Guo Kailian rushed towards Tu Lei. As a result, Tu Lei just feinted a shot, lowered his head and made a breakthrough, rushing towards the inside line.

Seeing Tu Lei rushing in, Wang Lei jumped up and wanted to seal the cover, but he slapped Tu Lei's wrist with a "pop" sound.

beep!

The referee blew the whistle and gave Wang Lei a foul, signaling Tu Lei to go to the free throw line and execute two free throws.

"Unfortunately, we didn't score 2+1." The students of No. 3 middle school were all regretful.

"Damn, it was almost sealed." Seventh Middle School students also felt sorry.

Tu Lei walked to the free throw line, took a deep breath, and steadily hit the first free throw, then the second one, and also hit the same. When there were only a few dozen seconds left in the game, he rewritten the score with two free throws. At 80:78, it helped the three-center lead by 2 points.

Don't underestimate these 2 points. At this time, even a one-point lead is crucial.

There are 54 seconds left in the game time, the seventh center attacked, Qin Hao broke through, and encountered a blockade. He distributed the ball to Jiang Feng, who was on the perimeter. Perhaps because of too much physical energy consumption, Jiang Feng's shot failed to hit, and the third center got the rebound. The ball, Meng Hao passed the ball to Tu Lei after reaching the frontcourt, but Tu Lei was not in a hurry to attack.

At this moment, they are 2 points ahead, and there are less than 30 seconds left in the game time. How can it consume a little more time, just leave a few seconds for No. 7 Middle School.

Of course, this attack has to score as much as possible.

It's a pity that this time, the seventh middle school was prepared, and they strictly guarded Tu Lei and didn't give him the slightest chance. Tu Lei didn't even have a chance to shoot, so he could only pass it to his teammates, but Chen Shen's shot failed and Guo Kai won. Rebounding, Jiang Fangping immediately called a timeout.

"Eight seconds left, time is too tight."

"Yeah, No. 7 Middle School is too tight to organize a complete attack, and is still 2 points behind. This is really troublesome."

In the audience, people were talking.

The hearts of the seventh middle school students were all hanging up.

"There are still 8 seconds left, we have to score this goal, keep 2 and fight for 3." Jiang Fangping did not talk nonsense, and directly arranged: "On the premise of guaranteeing the goal, the priority is to get 2 points. If there is a good 3 points Opportunity, you can also shoot threes. Remember, be quick, there are only 8 seconds left, we have to leave two or three seconds, just in case.”

With that said, Jiang Fangping spread out the tactical board and arranged a tactic. He did not designate someone to shoot, but let whoever has the best chance.

After some arrangements, Jiang Fangping said loudly: "The game is not over yet, we can't give up, come on, score this goal!"

"Yes."

"never give up!"

Several people agreed and walked onto the court.

In the last 8 seconds, Guo Kai sent a sideline ball. Qin Hao, Jiang Feng, Yuan Xiaogang, and Wang Lei stood in a row. Suddenly, they ran in unison, Wang Lei stayed in place, and Qin Hao, Jiang Feng, and Yuan Xiaogang went in the same direction. The three people also acted immediately, chasing after their respective defenders.

The ball was sent out and given to Jiang Feng. After Jiang Feng took the ball, he made a breakthrough, because according to the coach's instructions, 2 points were given priority.

However, the time was too tight, and there was not even time to prepare or do more moves to get rid of the defense. Jiang Feng could only hug the ball and forcefully attack the inside line, and shot against the defender.

boom!

A muffled sound.

The hearts of the No. 7 middle school students in the audience were broken.

The players of No. 7 Middle School also trembled, almost despairing.

"It's not time to give up yet." Qin Hao was still calm, the game was not over yet, with 2 seconds left, he shouted, "Rebound."

Wang Lei jumped up and competed for the rebound, but Hu Zhixuan took the first step to fly the racket and flew straight beyond the three-point line. Chen Shen was very close to the basketball, and his heart was overjoyed. He was about to hug the basketball. Blink, grab the basketball in front of him, and jump up immediately.

Chen Shen was shocked. When he saw that it was Qin Hao, he couldn't help but feel fortunate. Fortunately, it was Qin Hao. It seemed that Qin Hao had never made a three-pointer.

Indeed, in the fourth round of the City League, Qin Hao has never made a three-pointer, but that doesn't mean he can't shoot a three-pointer. In Qin Hao's usual shooting training, the three-pointer is still in front of the mid-range shot.

Qin Hao's eyes were fixed on the basket, as if he was back when he was playing in the professional league, and when he was in the school team selection. Many images flooded in his mind, but in the end they all disappeared, leaving only one belief— - Throw this ball in!

"Will you come in?"

"It's the last second."

To be precise, when Qin Hao threw the ball, there were only a few tenths of a second left in the game. Everyone stared at Qin Hao, watching the basketball fly out of his fingertips, draw an arc, and finally pierce the net with a "swoosh", the net rolled over, and a white wave was raised.

At this moment, the whole arena is boiling!