Seeing that Qin Hao made another CIC hit, the players of Yunzhou No. 1 Middle School trembled and felt a little bit cold. Yuyang No. 7 Middle School took the lead again, with only a few tens of seconds left in the game.

This time Yuan Shaohua learned the lesson of the first game, holding a timeout tightly in his hand, and hurriedly called a timeout when he saw it.

When the players came down, he first cheered the players, then spread out the tactical board, arranged tactics, and exhorted: "We must score this offense, score this offense, we can catch up with the score, and then No matter how well the opponent’s offense is guarded, we still have a chance."

"Um."

"clear."

Several players nodded together.

There are 52 seconds left in the game. After they play an offense, it is estimated that there will be about 30 seconds left. As long as they defend the last attack of Yuyang No. 7 Middle School, they still have about ten seconds left. A chance to kill Yuyang Seventh Middle School...

Of course, if this offense scored a three-pointer, it would be even better.

Yuyang No. 7 Middle School obviously wouldn’t let Yunzhou No. 1 score a three-pointer and guard against the three-point line. Finally, the ball was given to Jiang Chengjie. Jiang Chengjie broke through for a layup. Wang Lei jumped up to the block and fanned the basketball, but was blown. A defensive foul was committed and Jiang Chengjie was sent to the free throw line.

"call......"

Jiang Chengjie stepped to the free throw line, took a deep breath, shaking his wrist...

boom!

Missed the first penalty.

Fortunately, the second penalty hit, the score became 86:85, Yu Yang led by 1 point in the seventh.

"Defensive, defensive!"

"We still have a chance to guard against this ball."

All of a sudden, the fans who supported Yunzhou No. 1 Middle School shouted together.

Yunzhou No. 1 Middle School quickly retired, with 36 seconds left in the game. There was enough time to defend Yuyang No. 7 Middle School's attack. There was a chance to come back and kill Yuyang No. 7 Middle School.

Qin Hao pushed forward with the ball. After coming to the frontcourt, it took a while. After all, he is now leading by 1 point. He waited until only 7 seconds were left in 24 seconds before he acted. First, he dribbled the ball continuously, and then suddenly changed direction. , The ball changes from the right hand to the left hand and breaks from the left.

"Left." Jiang Chengjie moved hurriedly, preempting to get into position.

The next moment, Qin Hao hooked the basketball with his left hand, and suddenly turned around with the ball. Jiang Chengjie secretly said "not good" and quickly retreated to avoid being passed by Qin Hao.

However, Qin Hao's turn was not to bypass Jiang Chengjie and rush to the basket. It was not to turn inside, but to go outside. On the contrary, it opened the distance from Jiang Chengjie.

Qin Hao jumped up, stretched his body, raised the basketball with his right hand, his wrist flicked, and it was another mid-range shot...

"Huh!"

With a soft sound, the basketball hole pierced the net.

The score was 88:85, and Yuyang No. 7 High School led by 3 points.

"nice shot......"

For a time, the substitute players of Yuyang No. 7 Middle School and the fans in the audience who supported Yuyang No. 7 Middle School jumped up, cheering loudly and cheering for the ball.

This ball is too crucial.

With only 13 seconds left in the game, Yunzhou No. 1 High School has no timeout, and with a three-point difference, they can only choose to shoot three-pointers. It makes no sense to score a two-pointer.

As for grabbing a two-pointer, then using foul tactics, leaving some offensive time, and betting on the opponent's free throw... If there is a timeout in Yunzhou No. 1 Middle School, Yuan Shaohua might really arrange it like this, but unfortunately they didn't, Jiang Chengjie. People don't think so, they just want a three-pointer.

result......

boom!

With a muffled sound, Jiang Chengjie's three-pointer hit the iron, Wang Lei scored the rebound, and the game was over. The score was 88:85 and Yuyang won the seventh!

"Roar......"

In the auditorium, all the players who supported Yuyang No. 7 Middle School jumped up, and the tight heartstrings could finally relax. They were cheering, cheering for Yuyang No. 7 Middle School.

On the court.

Qin Hao, Jiang Feng, Wang Lei, Yuan Xiaogang, and Guo Kai all threw themselves together and hugged each other. Jiang Feng grinned, and the cold brother turned into a crooked brother. Qin Hao couldn’t calm down. He is the soul of an adult. But at this moment, he felt as if he had really become a teenager.

A few people hugged each other, and then the teammates off the court also rushed up. A dozen people gathered in a group, yelling, excitedly unable to control themselves.

Jiang Fangping smiled, his eyes flushed, and he narrowly won by three points, but in the end he won here.

To win the national championship and aspire to the pinnacle, we did it!

......

Yuyang, Yuyang No. 7 Middle School.

The commissary was caught in the hustle and bustle. Seeing Qin Hao hit the CIC, and seeing Yunzhou failing to score a three-pointer, the game ended. A group of Yuyang No. 7 Middle School students, dozens of people, all cheered excitedly.

"We won, we won in Yuyang No. 7 Middle School!"

"Haha, our Yuyang No. 7 Middle School is the national championship."

The little fat man was also extremely excited, his eyes were red.

Although he is not a player and did not play on the court, he has been paying attention to the basketball team's games, from the city league to the provincial league, to the southern division and the national finals. The players are experiencing a season that is destined to be unforgettable for a lifetime. So does he.

Therefore, seeing Yu Yang winning the seventh high school at this moment, the little fat man was really excited and ecstatic, and almost burst into tears.

The cheers of the students spread far, and the uncle security guard at the door was taken aback. He thought something was wrong, and hurried to the canteen. After asking the question clearly, the uncle smiled happily. Doing our own business and loving our own business, although we are just a guard, the sense of collective honor is still full.

Qin Hao's house.

"Won, Xiaohao and the others won." Liu Huifang clapped his hands excitedly.

"Yeah, Xiaohao and the others won." Qin Zhenguo smiled and slapped his thigh suddenly, "Haha, I am worthy of being my son, he is strong."

Liu Jiarong and his girlfriend looked at each other and couldn't help but smile.

In Wang Lei's home, his mother was crying with joy, his father was full of pride, and the families of Yuan Xiaogang, Guo Kai, Zhao Xuebing and others were all paying attention to the game at this moment, and they were all happy for them to win the championship.

Provincial capital, Yunlong Youth Team.

There was shouts of applause and laughter from the office. Below is the training arena. A group of youth team players who were training looked up in surprise and looked at each other. I wonder what happened to the coach and assistant?

"Okay, okay." Yang Xun laughed happily and pointed to the TV screen, "Did you see it? I'll say that Yuyang No. 7 Middle School will win the championship, how about it? I'm accurate enough?"

He Jianjun was a little confused. After thinking about it carefully, I really don’t remember the coach saying that Yuyang No. 7 Middle School will win the championship. Didn’t you say at the beginning, “It’s not surprising that Yunzhou No. 1 Middle School won, and it’s not strange that Yuyang No. 7 Middle School won”. ?

Well, just as you said, who made you a coach.

After Yang Xun laughed, He Jianjun said with bright eyes: "Coach, now the national high school league has come to an end, and Yuyang No. 7 Middle School has won the championship, should we act? Can't let others take the lead, Qin Hao. , Jiang Feng, Wang Lei, how come we have to win two."

"Heh." Yang Xun tugged at the corner of his mouth, waved his hand, and said domineeringly: "What two, we want them all!"