At this moment, the game seemed to have a little more gunpowder. In addition to the captain Yao Tianmeng and Li Shen, the other people were still calm, all glaring at Sun Hua and the others. Class 089 was originally a victim. Seeing that they did not review themselves, they thought they were the ones who were on the side, and the dissatisfaction in their hearts was already written on their faces.

The game was held again, but the collision between players increased, and the anger of the two teams was gradually increasing.

Sun Hua frowned and glanced at You Shuaiqi sitting in the rest seat next to him. Seeing that he was still watching the game leisurely, he seemed to be happy to see all of this. What exactly did he want to do? According to reason, the conflict is not good for both sides, so why doesn’t he, the team leader, educate them on their ideological education?

A cold light flashed in his eyes. Since he couldn't figure it out, he stopped thinking about it. Sun Hua decided not to save his strength anymore. Anyway, it was the last game, so let me leave a souvenir for you.

As the anger of both sides increased just now, they could not concentrate on the game, so the game entered a tug-of-war period. Both sides snatched the basketball in the back and forth and tried to shoot, but the result was disappointing. After ten minutes, neither side scored again, and the score was still frozen at 15-16. Both sides scored one point in the previous free throws.

The ball is now controlled by Fu Li. Sun Hua ran up from behind. When he arrived at him, he slapped his palm twice and continued to run forward.

Fu Li was stunned when he heard the sudden applause, but soon realized that this was the teacher's secret code for the ball, so he passed the ball without hesitation, even though Sun Hua still turned his back to him now.

Sun Hua's six consciousnesses were opened at this moment, and he focused on the movements of everyone on the field. He felt a strong wind blowing behind him. He knew that the ball was about to arrive, so he turned around and caught the ball in an instant. Without too many movements or too many pauses, he rushed straight towards the opponent's territory.

The three-point line was already in front of him. The school team was like a tiger waiting for the entrance of the flock, staring at Sun Hua who was holding the ball with wide eyes. Zou Ruiming had already taken steps to meet him. It was impossible for him to easily drive straight in. He had to block his castration.

Suddenly, a scream from the school team sounded, "Stop him! He wants to shoot a three-pointer!" It was Li Shen's crisp voice, a little feminine but not losing the smell of sunshine. It turned out that he, who was also a three-pointer, noticed that Sun Hua's speed of moving slightly weakened, but his legs were slightly bent, and his hands were ready to jump and shoot at any time. For some reason, Li Shen had that feeling that the ball he shot would definitely make, so he screamed Zou Ruiming in front of him to stop and create some obstacles for him to make the ball lose the sight.

However, his words were still slow. Before Zou Ruiming had time to stop, Sun Hua jumped high half a meter away from the three-point line. Yes, it was half a meter away from the three-point line. Xiaoqing shot a three-pointer freely.

"Shake!" The ball came into the net, proving that Li Shen's feeling was not wrong.

Sun Hua still turned around and ran back as before, and did not look back at all. The difference was that he did not yell again this time. He understood that silent pressure sometimes squeezed the other party's nerves more powerfully.

"Good ball!" Zhong Ping in the stands slapped his palm and shouted. "Madman, do you think Teacher Sun's scores seem to be easy? Is this considered a three-pointer? Look at how smooth and confident he shot."

Li Feng nodded intently thinking about something, "Xiaoping, it seems that we are not unfair to lose. Just look at this game. Teacher Sun didn't do his best at all when he was playing against us, or he only used 30% of his efforts. If he did his best, I believe we would lose even worse. Well, you are right. It seems that it is still unknown who will win. It's just..."

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, and his eyes floated unnaturally to You Shuaiqi sitting on the rest seat of the school team.

"Just what?" Zhong Ping asked curiously.

Li Feng stretched out his finger, "According to legend, the school team leader, Mr. You, is also a sensational figure in the New City basketball world. If he plays in the later game, what kind of situation will it be?"

"No matter what he is like, this game is very interesting anyway, but I am still more confident in Teacher Sun. His shooting moves seem like a pleasure. No wonder he walked back as soon as he made a shot, and he didn't worry about whether to enter or not. Not to mention him, even sitting next to me could feel that the ball was a must-try." After a game, Zhong Ping had long become a loyal fan of Sun Hua.

"Oh? Xiaoping has also become Zhong Banxian? You can sense the whereabouts of the ball at such a long distance, hahaha, it's amazing." Li Feng quipped with a laugh.

The following game continues, and the score on the field is now 18 to 16.

With the cooperation of Yao Tianmeng, Zou Ruiming finally entered the inside line, made a layup with one pass and one retreat, and the tall Sun Jianfo was still guarding the other side of the basket. He did not dare to ask for a big slam dunk, so he could only throw the ball towards the basket with his hand.

A figure flashed past and the ball disappeared. Zou Ruiming widened his mouth and looked at all in surprise.

Sun Hua was everywhere like a ghost. Their cooperation was made by him deliberately letting go. He stayed aside and stared at him. When Zou Ruiming took action, he had already touched the back. As soon as the ball was shot, he jumped out and quickly took the ball that others had just shot for himself.

Mu Piaohui, who was standing in line with Sun Hua, shouted happily. He could see the plundering action clearly, so when Sun Hua got the ball, he immediately rushed forward like a reflex. Sun Hua did not leave the ball in his hand for an extra minute, and quickly threw it out.

Mu Piaohui looked back while running, deliberately adjusting his steps to match the basketball's landing point, and quickly easily caught the ball. Although his level was not high, he also knew that he had to race against time at this moment. He made a three-step layup, got a wipe, scored these two points, and expanded his advantage.

Although it was just an ordinary three-step layup instead of a powerful slam dunk, after scoring the goal, he clenched his fists on the opponent's battlefield, "Oh... I scored!" and shouted.

The students in the stands looked at him incomprehensible. With such a beautiful pass, you should score. Is it necessary to be so arrogant?

Only the people in Class 089 understand his mood at this moment. Mu Piaohui has always thought that he was just using it to make up the numbers. Being selected does not mean that he is strong, but there are no fish in the pond, so he is the shrimp. So he has always done his best to do his best. Before he was exhausted, he has to keep running, strive to disrupt the opponent's position, and do his best to play his position before he fell down. Therefore, he never thought about scoring. In fact, he did not get too much in the game. In this game, he could not be excited to capture a corner of the city on the powerful school team? Can he not be happy? Even if this ball was just done with it, he already felt that it was enough. Really, enough!

Cheng Huanting, who was on the rest seat, rushed to the boundary line of the court like crazy and shouted loudly: "Piaohui! Good! This goal was beautiful!"

They both belong to the same group with relatively weak technical skills in the team, so they both have the same feelings and the same psychology. At this moment, the mood that they know Mu Piaohui best is him, so he empathizes and shouts loudly.

Mu Piaohui clenched his fists in the direction of Cheng Huanting, and an unparalleled fighting spirit appeared in his eyes.

When he ran back to his field, he passed by Sun Hua. The latter said in a slightly magnetic voice: "Piaohui, you have never made up the numbers. It was not before, it was not now, and it will not be like this in the future!" The voice became louder and louder, and in the last few words, it was almost yelled.

Mu Piaohui's forward-moving figure paused, and his voice trembled with excitement, "Really? Teacher, are you talking about it true?"

Without Sun Hua's answer, Sun Jianfo and others have already said loudly one after another, "I told you in the reputation of the captain, "Piaohui, you are definitely not a match for the numbers. You are a member of us and the main player of our class! Only when your abilities are affirmed will you be selected."

"Piaohui, you are definitely not making up for the numbers!"

"Piaohui, you never made up the numbers!"

At this moment, Mu Piaohui suppressed the tears that were about to fall, his eyes wandered between the faces of his teammates, and finally nodded firmly, "Thank you everyone, I understand. I, Mu Piaohui, are definitely not used to make up the numbers!" The last sentence seemed to have used all his strength and shouted loudly into the air.

Although the students in the stands felt a little confused, they were all infected by their atmosphere. They took their words loudly and shouted in unison: "Mu Piaohui, you are not used to make up numbers!" "Mu Piaohui, you are not used to make up numbers!"

For a moment, all the students seemed to be cheering them up.

Li Feng and Zhong Ping even clenched their fists and stood up and shouted loudly. As players, they could feel the fluid support between them. Only by staying with each other and supporting each other can they create an invincible team.

Tao Xiaoxi's tears flowed down, and he covered his open mouth with both hands. This is the power of a man.

Chen Miaofu didn't say anything anymore. She could already feel that this team was very powerful.

The coach was obviously a little surprised. He raised his head in shock and looked at the sound of still not stopping. Isn’t it just a three-step layup, how could such an atmosphere be formed? He was puzzled.

At this time, Sun Hua stretched out his hand and pointed at the opponent's basket and shouted: "Our goal is the opponent's basket, our task is to defeat them, so keep working hard and don't give them a slight breathing time."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the team members raised their fists and shouted in unison: "Defeat them! Keep working hard!"

Because of Mu Piaohui, the fighting spirit of these five people was instantly raised to the highest peak.

The school team members were also heavy at this moment, and even Li Shen, who had always had a sunny smile, frowned and looked at Class 089, who was posing to greet them.
Chapter completed!