Volume 2 Commodity Society Chapter 212 Willing to Gamble and Lose
The trajectory of the basketball thrown outside the three-point line in the air is unusually beautiful, and everyone in the scene moves their eyes with the movement of the ball.
"Bell!"
The basketball slammed into the basket with a sonorous sound, and the basket went into the basket.
Most of the people in the audience showed surprise on their faces.
"Chen Feng, I love you! I love you!!" the girls' voices rang out again.
At this time, the whole third class of the first year of high school was even more surprised, and shouted again: "Chen Feng! Chen Feng!
For this three-point shot, in fact, Chen Feng is not too sure, but after throwing it, his intuition is to tell himself, this ball is a decision Sure enough, the current result verifies his intuition.
"How is it possible? How is it possible?" Yang Song in the audience had a look of disbelief on his face. Chen Feng's previous two-point goal was stubbornly thought it was a coincidence in his heart, but the current three-point shot and the previous breakthrough undoubtedly show that Chen Feng is a real basketball master. But Yang Song really inquired, Chen Feng has not played basketball once since junior high school, at least in school. Could it be that he learned basketball skills in elementary school?
The first class of high school saw that the score gap had narrowed to two points, but now it had expanded to five points again, and at this time, it was only two minutes before the end of the game. Chen Feng's current three-point shot is undoubtedly fatal for the freshman class. In particular, before throwing this three-point shot, Chen Feng also successfully broke through Qin Xuan, the core main force of the first class of high school, which dealt a greater blow to the morale of the first class.
Qin Xuan's eyes also flashed with discouragement at this time, but it was only a flash, and immediately he cheered up again and continued to compete.
Qin Xuan received the ball again, and under the cover of his teammates, he avoided Chen Feng and cut into the inside line, but at this time, the rest of the team members were completely blocked by a swarm. In the past, Qin Xuan would definitely have to make an impact, but now in order to win, for the five hundred and fifty yuan, Qin Xuan immediately passed the ball to Chen Jun under the basket.
After Chen Jun received the ball, he jumped up and shot, hit the board and entered the basket, scored two points, and the score was close again, with a difference of three points.
It was the turn of the third class of high school to attack, Chen Feng faced Qin Xuan again, however, because his teammates were in a favorable position, he did not choose to break hard, but divided the ball, used his speed to get rid of Qin Xuan, and immediately took over the pass of his teammates in a short distance, and directly jumped at the three-point line again.
The thousands of spectators at the scene once again kept their eyes firmly on the basketball trajectory running in the air, and people all asked in their hearts, can Chen Feng's three-point shot be scored again? Is there a miracle again?
"Huh!"
Exceptionally crisp and pleasant sound. This voice represents the goal score, compared to the first three-point shot, Chen Feng's three-point shot is more standard, and it is more exciting to listen to.
As soon as this voice fell, the scene once again erupted in a tsunami of applause, cheers and screams.
At this time, it is only a minute away from the game, and the third class of high school is six points ahead of their first class, theoretically, the other party still has a chance to turn defeat into victory, but in reality, how can there be so many theories at all, it can be said that as soon as this three-point shot is scored, everyone agrees that the third class of high school has almost locked the victory.
"All-court joint defense! full-court joint defense!" Cheng Wei on the sidelines excitedly shouted at his teammates on the field.
In fact, there is no need for him to remind him, at this time, the players of the third class in the field also know that this last minute is crucial, as long as it is dragged for even ten seconds, the first class of high school will be completely out of play.
At this time, in the first class of high school, except for Qin Xuan's accident, almost all of them have completely lost the confidence to turn defeat into victory, and it can be said that they have given up this game.
Of course, Qin Xuan knew in his heart at this time that it was almost impossible for his class to win this time, but he didn't want to give up, it was a full five hundred and fifty yuan, his food expenses for three or four months.
After receiving the serve from his teammates, he took out his 100-meter sprint speed and rushed to the half court of the first and third classes of high school.
Qin Xuan was like a great enemy, and he didn't deceive Chen Feng even a few sudden changes of direction, while his teammates, at this time, were completely bystanders, and they didn't give him the same support as before. Think about it, two or three people go up together to block one person, and then let the other person go out to attack, this tactic is really humiliating enough, they were forced by the pressure of the squad leader before, and secondly, they also thought that their class still had a chance to win, but now the hope of winning is shattered, why should they be villains in front of so many people again?
Qin Xuan changed direction a few times again, and then turned around to dribble with the ball, he had successfully passed Chen Feng by virtue of this before, but this time, Chen Feng had already learned the lesson of the previous time, reached out and poked, successfully stabbed the ball in his hand to the ground, rolled out, and was pounced on by the third class player, and held him tightly in his arms.
After the third class of the first year of high school got the ball, the audience at the scene suddenly let out a deafening cheer, and Qin Xuan was stunned on the spot when he saw that he was broken by Chen Feng again, his face was gloomy.
The players of the third class who got the ball immediately deliberately dribbled the ball to their own bottom line, but they did not attack, of course everyone knew that he was deliberately delaying time at this time, and now a group of people, including Qin Xuan, did not fight for the ball anymore, obviously they had all given up this game.
As the minutes passed, Cheng Wei, who was staring at the stopwatch, took the lead in shouting for a few seconds in the last ten seconds: "10, 9, 8...... 1,0!Victory!Long live the third class of high school!!"
The players of the first and third classes of high school on the field, after a few seconds, all hugged each other excitedly, and several people rushed over to lift Chen Feng up for the first time. Chen Feng could have stopped it, but seeing that everyone was so happy, he had to be reluctantly picked up by his classmates, and then the people of the class rushed into the arena, and they all carried Chen Feng with their hands and feet.
“1,2,3!”
Under the leadership of Cheng Wei, Chen Feng, the president of the third class of high school, the biggest hero of this basketball game, was thrown high by his classmates.
It was the first time for Chen Feng to enjoy this kind of high-standard treatment, but he was a little worried in his heart, and he was really worried, these animals suddenly played a prank, suddenly stopped answering, and threw himself heavily on the ground.
Fortunately, Chen Feng's worries did not materialize, and he was thrown by his classmates on the basketball court for a few minutes, and was carried to the classroom like a hero.
And Chen Feng wanted to greet the "onion" plan, but he couldn't implement it, he only had time to ask Cheng Wei to take the other party's 5,000 yuan, and was carried away by his classmates.
It was also thanks to Chen Feng's reminder that Cheng Wei, who was otherwise carried away by the victory, really forgot to ask for money from the losing party's freshman class.
As the so-called few families are happy and a few are sad, the third class of the first year of high school celebrates the victory there, but as the loser's side, the members of the basketball team of the first class of the first class of high school, including Yang Song, are all depressed one by one, especially Yang Song is squatting on the ground with his head in his hands full of pain at this time.
Cheng Wei brought a few people from his class to ask for accounts, and when he saw them in such a situation, they were all secretly happy, Cheng Wei didn't care about the other party's feelings at this time, walked up to Yang Song, and said with a big grin: "Hey, onion, I'm here to get the money, where is the money?"
Yang Song's hair was messy at this time, his face was full of defeat, and when he heard Cheng Wei's shout, he suddenly jumped up like a cat that had been stepped on by his tail, and shouted loudly: "Cheng Wei, don't be complacent too early in your third class, if there is a kind, we will have a football game in the afternoon, this time your class was lucky to win the basketball game, but football is different, if you dare to compare with us in the afternoon, you must let you know that it is amazing." ”
Cheng Wei seemed to have heard it at all, and shouted: "Hey, I said onion, if you want to lose the bet, you should give the money first." ”
"Yes, I am willing to lose the bet, and give the money quickly!" Several third-class students who came with him also urged repeatedly.
"Here! to you!" Yang Song snorted angrily and took out a dozen hot money from his arms that he had been carrying all day, and finally glanced at it nostalgically, and threw it on the ground.
Cheng Wei couldn't help but be furious when he saw this, and shouted, "Onion, what do you mean by this?"
"What do you mean, do you want to love it?" said Yang Song, stiffening his neck.
"Lao Tzu is for five thousand yuan, it doesn't matter if he bends over. Cheng Wei muttered a few sentences, stepped on a dozen coins on the ground with one foot, and then hooked it over, deliberately kicked his butt high towards Yang Song, bent down with his back to him and picked up the five thousand yuan on the ground, and then he faced Yang Song again in a good time, and deliberately counted it aloud one by one.
Yang Song's face turned blue with anger, but he didn't leave immediately.
Counting from one to fifty, sure enough, there was no less. Cheng Wei patted the dozen money on his hand and said with a smile: "Onion, your character is really not as bad as my squad leader said, this money is still enough." ”
Yang Song gritted his teeth and diverted the topic: "Cheng Wei, do you dare to have a football match with our class in the third class?"
"Why don't you dare to do this? Since you have to send money to us for the third class, of course we can't refuse. ”
Cheng Wei said and laughed arrogantly with several classmates.
"Well, we'll have a game this afternoon. Yang Song said fiercely.
Cheng Wei said with a mocking face: "As long as you can make up 5,000 yuan again, I don't object, presumably our class president and classmates will not object?"
Cheng Wei's statement stumped Yang Song, originally he had already taken a lot of trouble to get together the 5,000 yuan, and if he wanted to make up another 5,000 yuan, how could he make it up at this time and a half. Just now, he was just trying to find the field as much as possible, but he forgot about this stubble.