Chapter 197 - The Brave One Wins

"This..."

"How can it be?"

"My God, Buddha, Deity."

At this moment, all the fans were stunned, looking at the court in disbelief, watching Qin Hao, who was holding the basketball with one hand, and pushing the basketball into the basket through Su Quan.

The out-of-bounds ball was served directly and dunked through the big center of Chen Qiao No. 9 Middle School. What a joke, it was incredible.

But it is so incredible, countless people have never even thought about it, and the scene that they dare not think about appeared in front of them at this moment.

"Hey!"

With a blast, the basketball was pushed into the hoop.

People look stupid.

He succeeded, he actually succeeded. He took a lob from the throw-in and took the dunk directly. Qin Hao actually dunked the ball through Su Quan, who was 198 centimeters tall.

The point is, this is the last two seconds of the game!

This is a highlight, no, it is a posterize!

"boom!"

Qin Hao lost his balance and fell from the air. There was severe pain in his body, but he laughed.

I succeeded, scored this goal, surpassed the score, beat the opponent, we won, and we reached the national finals.

"No, it's not over yet." Qin Hao suddenly woke up, with one second left in the game.

But then he relaxed again, Chen Qiao No. 9 Middle School didn't pause, his attack only took one second, and Chen Qiao No. 9 Middle School left one second. But there is no timeout, they can only serve the backcourt, it is impossible to copy their plan to catch the ball in one second.

So, they already won.

Qin Hao got up and yelled at his teammates: "There is still a second. Take care."

"Precaution."

"Quickly..."

Jiang Feng and Wang Lei acted immediately.

At the last second, Chen Qiao No. 9 Middle School did not have a time out and could only serve on the backcourt. Jiang Wei served the ball and wanted to give it to Kong Yi and let him shoot a super long three-pointer.

However, this kind of ball is almost impossible even in the NBA, let alone high school players, and Yuyang Seventh Middle School did not give up their defense.

In the end, this ball is just their hopes and dreams.

"drop..."

At the end of the game, the score was 81:80, and Yuyang won a narrow victory by 1 point in the Seventh Middle School.

The players in Chen Qiao No. 9 Middle School were stunned. Kong Yi looked at the scoreboard and clenched his fists. He was unwilling to say: "If I didn't miss a point, fI I would have gotten one point. If I made two free throws that time, We may still win."

A hand stretched out, but it was Su Quan: "Don't blame yourself, blame me. The last ball, I know he wants to go for it, if I just have gotten the ball, it won't..." Before he finished speaking, Su Quan was choked up and his tears slipped. He was already in his third year of high school.

One by one, the players were desperate.

In the audience, more than two thousand fans were also unwilling and disappointed, but no one left.

"Let's go." Song Yuan sighed and took the players away.

When they walked towards the player channel, the more than two thousand fans in the audience did not know who took the lead. They began to applaud. Although Chen Qiao 9th Middle School lost in the South Division Finals they have tried their best and have done their best.

Although defeated, glorious.

"Chenqiao No. 9 Middle School, we will always support you."

"Yes, we will always support you and come back next year. I believe you will definitely win the Southern Division Championship next year."

Various voices came.

The Chen Qiao Ninth Middle School player stopped, Zhang Yue took Kong Yi's hand and gave him a look of encouragement, Zheng Wei, Jiang Wei and others stopped Su Quan. Su Quan's eyes were red, and his feelings of loss and discomfort finally healed. Although they lost the game, there are so many fans supporting them. Even if he is about to graduate and leave Chenqiao No. 9 Middle School, there will be a lot of things left in his memory.

If you want to leave, then move forward freely and easily!

Song Yuan took the lead and bowed to the audience.

A group of players also bowed to salute.

Seeing this situation, Qin Hao couldn't help but said, "This is a respectable opponent."

"Yeah." Jiang Feng nodded and watched the Chen Qiao No. 9 Middle School players walk into the player channel. Jiang Feng suddenly apologized: "Sorry, I played so badly today and almost caused the team to lose."

"Don't say that, everyone has a bad day." Qin Hao smiled and said: "Today your state is not good, but next time we might have to rely on you to save the team."

At this time, the teammates rushed over and drowned the two of them.

"Champion, champion..."

"We are the champions of the Southern Division!"

The players hugged each other, jumping and laughing.

They succeeded. Despite the twists and turns and the thrill of winning, they finally had the last laugh and became the champions of the Southern Division, only one step away from the national championship.

There were only a few fans of Yuyang Seventh Middle School in the audience, who were all celebrating at the moment, and the principal and a group of cheerleading girls were also cheering.

"Coach." Jiang Xue had wet eyes and stood beside Jiang Fangping. She was a girl, naturally, it was not easy to hug Qin Hao and the others. She turned to look at Jiang Fangping, "Why are you crying?"

"Nonsense." Jiang Fangping flattened his face, trying to maintain the authority of the coach, but in the end, he couldn't himself, "Haha, I am happy." He looked at the players celebrating on the court, "Every one of them is Great, I am proud of them."

"Well, I am also proud of them." Jiang Xue also said.

...

At the same time, Yuyang City.

Suddenly loud cheers erupted from the Internet cafe, not just in the private room where the little fat guys were, but how loud they could be.

At this moment, many students from Yuyang Seventh Middle School in the entire Internet cafe cheered and yelled excitedly.

"We won, we won, Yuyang Seventh Middle School won."

"We won the Southern Division Championship."

Seeing the excitement of the students, Boss Wang also laughed happily. Yuyang Seventh Middle School won and reached the national finals. The finals will be played in three games, so there is no need to worry about business during this time.

"I hope Yuyang Seventh Middle School can win the national championship." Boss Wang said to himself, he really hopes that Yuyang Seventh Middle School can win the national championship, not just because Yuyang Seventh Middle School is across the street or for his business. It's because of the way these teenagers are fighting for their dreams on the court.

He was also once young.

Only when the time has passed and he has grown-up, can he understand how precious the youthful years and the age with dreams in mind at that time are.

...

Qin Hao's house.

This time Qin Hao's parents were going to Yu City to cheer for Qin Hao, but Qin Hao stopped them, and the couple had to watch TV at home.

Later, Liu Jiarong and the elderly from two families also came.

"Okay, okay." Qin Zhenguo laughed and slapped his thigh vigorously. "Okay, Xiaohao and the others are awesome. They won the championship in the Southern Division. The next step is the National Finals."

"Yeah." Liu Huifang nodded repeatedly, her face full of pride, thinking about how to reward her son.

New sneakers? purchase.

new clothes? purchase.

Delicious food? purchase.

Buy everything.