Rekindling the dream of becoming a star

Chapter 93 Future Star (7)

As soon as Chen Fang came on the court, the situation immediately turned into a tit-for-tat confrontation.

Wang Tianjie and Cheng Yian from Tsinghua High School took turns firing with two guns. It must be said that their level was one step higher than that of Shandong. Especially Wang Tianjie, whose skills could even be described as military training, beat Yuan Mao into a spinning top.

Anyone who has played with a spinning top knows the scene: a person spinning, round and round.

Wang Tianjie's footwork under the basket is quite excellent. Facing Yuan Mao, who is inferior to him in height and strength, he simply crushed him.

The inner line of the mountain can be used at will.

Cheng Yian's impact has exceeded the range of a high school student. His speed and rate are very good. Both Qiao Du and Su Quan are at a disadvantage.

As the saying goes, you finish your performance and I take the stage. You fight your battles and I fight mine.

Chen Fang was also one-sided against the three outside players Gao Rui, Shi Chi, and Meng Zihui.

Whether it was one or two, his ghostly dribbling skills made it impossible to defend against them.

What made them even more frustrated was Chen Fang's sudden stop and pull-up shot.

It is almost an unsolvable existence.

Chen Fang, who is 181cm tall, is not afraid of an opponent who is 10cm taller than him. He dares to shoot as long as there is space.

What's more, all the players on the mountain played assists for him, providing screens and pick-and-rolls, all in high positions.

The people in the stands and outside the court just witnessed Wang Tianjie turn around and make a one-handed half hook shot. Then they turned around and saw Chen Fang dribbling past two people at lightning speed and passing the ball to his teammates for a layup.

In this quarter, every second was wonderful. Everyone turned into ordinary people, cheering, sighing, applauding and booing one after another.

The score kept rising, and when it came to the last four minutes, Tsinghua was 8 points behind Shanti.

67: 59.

But Chen Fang's physical fitness began to have problems. He missed a pull-up shot and an open shot.

Beads of sweat were popping up on his forehead, Chen Fang was gasping for breath, and his hands and feet were numb.

There are no more trump cards, and both sides are relying on willpower to persevere.

In order to contain the inside line of Tsinghua High School, two players of Shanti had already been fouled out.

Zeng Peng, Song Xuan.

The mountain's inside height has completely dropped. If they can't hold on to the score now, they will collapse.

Chen Fang was very clear about this, and so was coach Zhang Ruihua.

He called a timeout and used up the short timeout in the fourth quarter.

When he got off the court, he began to arrange defensive tactics, including Yang Zhang, Lu Yun, Yuan Mao, Wan Manlou, and Su Quan.

"Defend with all your strength and hold on for two minutes." That was his intention.

With an 8-point advantage, they lasted for two minutes, allowing Chen to slow down and catch his breath.

The game continued. Chen Fang sat there, breathing deeply, his lungs feeling like they were on fire. Zhang Ruihua glanced at him. The boy's face was flushed, but his lips were sickly bloodless.

You know that the oxygen supply is very poor and the blood oxygen content is very low. Not to mention shooting a ball, even walking and moving may cause dizziness.

I'm worried. The intensity is so high that I can't even last 20 minutes. What God said was right.

I opened a door for you and closed several windows.

"Yeah!" The bench next door was cheering. Their three-point shooter Wei Feng began to show his power and hit a three-pointer from the wing.

This was inevitable. In order to contain Wang Tianjie, the entire Shanti lineup shrank within the three-point line, leaving all spaces outside open.

Only a 5-point advantage remains.

But Lu Yun gave Zhang Ruihua a surprise. He broke through and fought against Lu Xin, scoring 2+1.

Lu Yun, who was sitting on the ground, roared to the sky. With his flamboyant personality, he would never be stingy when faced with such an opportunity. He made a strong biceps celebration movement around the field.

Unfortunately, he showed off too much and missed the free throw.

Soon, Cheng Yian made a sharp breakthrough, carrying Lu Yun and returning a 2+1.

Lu Yun was furious and would have ridden on the referee's face if his teammates hadn't stopped him.

Chen Yian made the free throw steadily, and the score became 69 to 65.

The advantage is only 4 points.

Tsinghua High School was in high spirits. Everyone knew that No. 21 was going to rest, not to give up the game. They wanted to take advantage of this precious opportunity to catch up with the score.

Wang Tianjie got the ball again and before attracting a triple-team, he passed the ball to Shi Chi. Facing Wan Manlou who tried to save the ball, Shi Chi calmly passed the ball to Wei Feng on the wing.

As the best three-point shooter in Tsinghua High School, he did not let this pass down.

With a flick of his hand, he made a three-pointer.

69:68.

One point difference.

"Pause!" Zhang Ruihua looked at the time.

The last two minutes and five seconds.

After a one-minute long timeout, Zhang Ruihua began to rearrange the tactics.

"Give me two points, three points will be blocked."

"Expand out, if there's no other way, just commit a foul and give him a free throw."

"Man downstairs, Chen Fang."

After more than three minutes, Chen Fang's condition eased a lot.

His lips also turned red, and facing the current situation, Chen Fang kept adjusting his breathing rhythm.

Rub your hands and move your forearms.

Zhang Ruihua looked at the scoreboard. Chen Fang's data of 34 points and 12 assists was already very impressive.

"You played very well, just relax." Zhang Ruihua said to Chen Fang gently.

Chen Fang smiled, looked at the coach and the others, and responded in a very calm tone: "Sorry for the wait."

Chen Fang's entry into the field brought the atmosphere in the stadium to a boiling point. Maybe only a few people stood up at first, but later almost everyone stood up.

It is clear that No. 21 comes here to resolve the battle.

The match with Tsinghua High School was exciting enough, and now it’s time to put an end to it.

Chen Fang held the ball while the other teammates went down. He dribbled slowly across half court. Fearing his dribbling ability, Tsinghua High School did not adopt frontcourt pressure because it was a sheer waste of manpower.

After passing the center circle, Chen Fang dribbled sideways and began to look at the time.

"He wants to press 24 seconds!" Wang Xuezeng said in a deep voice.

"Very confident!" said Master Fan.

The last two minutes are the countdown. Friends who watch a lot of football know that if the game is in a stalemate, these two minutes can last a long time.

Almost all pauses are spent here.

Tsinghua High School’s two timeouts were useless. Zhang Bing’s intention might have been to wait for this moment.

Gao Rui has already set up his defense, and behind him, Wei Feng and Cheng Yian are watching him closely.

When he saw Gao Rui coming, Chen Fang did not move, but waited for him to come closer and touch his hand before shaking him off with his ball-protecting hand.

Just as Gao Rui reached out again, the attack time reached 7 seconds.

After turning around and a half, he suddenly changed hands and spun the ball clockwise, while the hand protecting the ball hit Gao Rui. This seemed very light, but it disrupted the opponent's center of gravity. When Gao Rui turned around, Chen Fang had already left him several meters behind.

Wei Feng had given up his defensive target and moved forward.

Facing Wei Feng, Chen Fang used a dragging step and a forward thrust, causing his opponent's center of gravity to sink while forcing him to take a step back in an attempt to prevent Chen Fang's breakthrough.

But Chen Fang had already achieved his goal. He took one or two steps to get up from the ball, ignored Wei Feng's outstretched hand, and jumped up to shoot.

His amazing speed and height refreshed the perception of every spectator.

"Jump so high?" many people blurted out.

Just like a plane taking off, leaping out of the clouds and arriving at the horizon, in Chen Fang's eyes, suddenly only the basketball hoop was left.

With a squeeze of the wrist and a flick of the finger, the ball rolled towards the basket at an extremely fast speed.

"Shh!"

Everyone in the audience heard the crisp sound of the net and the basketball rubbing against each other.

Chen Fang glanced at Wei Feng after landing and uttered some trash talk for the first time.

“That’s shooting!”

Chen Fang turned around and retreated with a blank expression on his face.

72:68.

His personal score also reached 37 points.

Tsinghua High School re-entered the game, Niu Geng replaced Lu Xin, and Wang Tianjie came to the free throw area, cooperated with Nene, squeezed up and down, and finally crushed the inside line of the mountain. Wang Tianjie scored two more points, and his personal score also reached 30 points.

72:70.

Time also entered the last minute.

Chen Fang held the ball and stood alone in the center circle. No one dared to come up. Now they just had to block his shot instead of hoping to stop him from shooting, because it had been proven many times that it was impossible. Watching the offensive countdown, every second was torture. Even the coaches in the stands and the players of other teams were anxiously waiting.

"Don't move yet, there's no time!" someone shouted anxiously.

"The pressure is too great. This time." Master Fan couldn't help but complain.

When the electronic card came to the last five seconds, Chen Fang started to press forward with a jumping dribbling posture.

The three outside players in the 32-man defense of Tsinghua High School almost all began to prepare to press forward.

But suddenly, Chen Fang stopped. He stopped almost three meters outside the three-point line at the top of the arc. Then, the whole audience watched in horror as he actually passed the ball and shot.

"This is too exaggerated!" One coach jumped up and cursed.

This is a microcosm of the stands. The moment Chen Fang kicked the ball, the whole audience exclaimed.

But Chen Fang had the confidence. His feeling told him that he could shoot and it would definitely go in.

The moment he released the ball, his direct shooting hand seemed to come to life, cheering and joyfully sending a message to his brain.

I'm out of the cabin and feeling good!
So Chen Fang did an astonishing move. He turned to face the bench of Tsinghua High School, stretched out his hands, and stared like the Christ the Redeemer statue in Rio de Janeiro.

The exclamations were like a tsunami, and the second wave of sound suddenly rose, and the whole place seemed to explode with noise.

Because the ball really went in.

Master Fan clapped his hands absentmindedly, and suddenly he said to Wang Xuezeng, "Don't compete with me for it. He should go to the world stage instead of wasting his talent in Asia."

Wang Xuezeng remained silent and did not respond.

His eyes were fixed on the display of the Christ statue, and at that moment, he was Jesus.

75:70.

Chen Fang used an ultra-long three-pointer, like a coffin nail, to nail it hard into the coffin that was burying Tsinghua High School.

But the dignity of Tsinghua High School's eight consecutive championships in Nai Gao would not allow them to admit defeat. They are the kings of this age group, they have slaughtered countless geniuses, and they consider themselves to be the best players in this campus world.

After Cheng Yian broke through, he unexpectedly turned around and shot a three-pointer, using a rare three-pointer to extend his life.

The ball hit the backboard and went into the basket. At that moment, the whole team roared and the bench almost rushed into the court.

75:73.

Tsinghua High School has not lost yet.

Time came to the last thirty seconds.

The timeout opportunity should be used on defense, and it should be called out regardless of whether the goal is scored or not.

Chen Fang held the ball. This time, the Affiliated High School hesitated, but Zhang Bing's firm gesture told them that they could not expand.

He wanted to bet with Chen Fang that he would not be able to hit the target three times in a row.

Because he has been playing basketball for almost twenty years, and he has never seen anyone who can make consecutive hits in the final moments.

He is not God, much less Jesus.

Chen was counting down. He didn't want to give Tsinghua High School any chance, he wanted to squeeze the time.

"Two points is safer, but three points is riskier."

"If the 2-pointer goes in, the 4-point difference will leave Tsinghua High School with at most or seconds, and they will definitely win."

"But if it's 2 points, then Tsinghua High School can call a timeout, gamble on a three-pointer, and then commit a foul, and there is still a chance."

"If you want to get a five-pointer, don't lose the big picture by playing small."

Various opinions were flying in the stands. Even Zhang Ruihua hoped that Chen Fang would bet on two points, which would be safer.

But he neither paused nor wanted to impose it. The significance of this game, whether winning or losing, would bring valuable experience.

It can definitely make Chen Fang more mature and wise.

With seven seconds left, Chen Fang began to press forward. Gao Rui really couldn't help it. He was afraid that Chen Fang would attack in the next second. He quickly rushed forward, turned sideways, and raised his right hand high. He would rather be broken through by Chen Fang than let him in.

But Chen Fang did not choose to break through, but dribbled the ball with his right hand and pressed down step by step.

His eyes were always fixed on the countdown machine.

Four seconds, three seconds.

Gao Rui suddenly came close, and at the same time, Cheng Yian also rushed out from the side.

And Wang Tianjie, who was near the free throw line, also rushed out from the top of the arc.

The three of them combined must defend this ball.

Even if you pass it to someone else, the chance of scoring is smaller than yours.

This is the unanimous attitude of Tsinghua High School.

When the countdown reached three, Chen Fang suddenly accelerated. Gao Rui, who was highly alert, slid sideways, but after he jumped, Chen Fang pulled him back with a back dribble. At this time, Cheng Yian had already jumped up, and he wanted to block the lead.

Chen Fang raised the ball and retracted it, just like the one-on-one duel with Enzo that day, watching Cheng Yian pass by him.

The countdown came to the last two seconds.

Chen Fang was standing outside the three-point line. He raised the ball again. At this time, Wang Tianjie, who had come to him from the side, raised his hands high on his side.

At this time, Chen Fang jumped up and directly met Wang Tianjie who had just rushed over to him. Their bodies collided in mid-air. Chen Fang felt the rebound force. He tried his best to stabilize his balance and threw the ball out.

"Beep!" A sharp whistle sounded.

Chen Fang felt very relieved.

He made the right bet.

It turned out that from the beginning to the end, he just wanted to cheat a three-point foul.

He had not mentioned his ability for a long time, and the numbness in his hands and feet reappeared, strongly suggesting to him that it would be difficult to make the shot.

He can pass the ball, and it must be in a wide-open space, but why should he give the blame to his teammates?
If he doesn't do this, how can he be qualified to be the boss in the future?

Therefore, Chen Fang put pressure on the opponent during the countdown from the very beginning. He wanted to trick the opponent into jumping up and committing a foul.

Free throws, at least one or two can be made.

But it was unexpected that Chen Fang's one-handed extreme throw actually went in.

"Wow!" The whole audience was shocked and even Chen Fang was startled.

Before he could react, all his teammates rushed over and hugged him.

78:73.

Mountain was leading by 7 points with 5 seconds left and one free throw.

And this brought Chen Fang's score to 43 points.

Wang Tianjie was stunned, he didn't expect the ball to actually go in, and his opponent actually dared to shoot. You know, he was more than 20 centimeters taller than the opponent, and his outstretched arms could completely cover it.

I kept looking at the scoreboard. There were only 7 seconds left and the difference of 5 points was like a mountain, crushing every boy from Tsinghua High School.

Biting his jersey, standing at the free throw line and rebounding, Wang Tianjie stared at Chen Fang.

He will remember the number 21 for the rest of his life.

Chen Fang kept hitting the ball and adjusting his breathing.

When the referee raised his hand to signal the free throw, he shot it.

The ball goes in.

79: 73.

Even if Tsinghua High School has extraordinary abilities, it is powerless to save the situation.

But unexpectedly, Tsinghua called a timeout and then arranged a three-pointer tactic from the sideline. Wei Feng kept breathing, he knew that he had to make the shot.

When the whistle blew, he first ran to the top of the arc, then turned around, went to the basket, and went to the bottom corner along the baseline.

Shi Chi saw him and threw the ball over with great force.

But there was another person who had been waiting silently. Chen Fang hadn't moved at all. When he saw the serve, he rushed out from the side and almost caught the ball in his arms before Wei Feng could reach out to catch it.

After stealing the ball, Chen Fang rushed out alone at lightning speed. He rushed to the frontcourt as if he was galloping on a horse on the vast grassland. When everyone thought he was going to make a layup, he stopped under the basket and placed the ball within the dotted line of the collision zone.

Then he walked towards the bench not far away. He saw Zhang Ruihua and said calmly, "Mission accomplished!"

"Okay!" Zhang Ruihua smiled for the first time, although it was ugly and scary.

Sigh!

Everyone was sighing over this ups and downs game.

Chen Fang, this name was completely remembered.

If we say that Chen Fang half a month ago was only remembered by Nanyang and known in the Shandong circle, then now, nearly two-thirds of the coaches in the entire north believe that No. 21 Chen Fang is unusually strong.

To use a line from fantasy literature: He has the qualities of an emperor.

When I think of this cup competition, I feel inexplicably emotional.

Today, Chen Fang will become the most talked-about teenager in the northern basketball circle at an extraordinary speed.

The star of the future, this is more than just a star of the future, in time, he will definitely be a super star.

　I thought I would finish writing about this game today, so that everyone can have a good sleep. The day after tomorrow, which is next Monday, I will put it on the shelves, and the collection will be here. The number of subscriptions is estimated to be only a few dozen, but it doesn’t matter. Everyone reads for fun. The economy is average now, and there are many places to spend money. Let’s not talk about other categories. The sports category has thousands or tens of thousands, so it can’t be compared. I don’t ask for votes, and I won’t update it explosively. Anyway, I write 8000 words a day. Today I feel good, so I write more. I wrote 1 words, and it’s not water. I started updating on September 49st, and today is 40 days, without interruption, and I have written 4000 words. One chapter starts at 2000, not the kind of 2000. To be honest, what can you write with ? Write for loneliness? Maybe it’s just a little different, so it’s not mainstream. Continue tomorrow!
　　
　
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