Captain Guo SongTao also joined the crowd and cheered for both teams.
"Both teams, keep it up!" Captain Guo SongTao yelled, "There's only 10 minutes until the end of the game!"
What, only 5 minutes have passed since the start of the game? Why does it feel like a lifetime has passed? Saving, stealing, rebounding, passing, so many things happened in a short span of 5 minutes?
I almost lost my sense of self due to fatigue, as if I had turned into a machine that only knew how to play basketball.
Influenced by me, Niu ShiLi and the other team members were also close to exhaustion, but they still clenched their teeth and continued to fight against the powerful class 2.
In order to share the pressure with Niu ShiLi and I, You Chen and Xu LiJun cooperated and scored a small climax. They took 2 points from the taller defender on the other side. This high quality goal caused the audience to gasp in admiration.
Considering that they had to stop us from chasing after them, class 2 called a timeout and we got a moment of respite.
"6 points left. I panted as I explained to everyone what to do in the remaining 10 minutes." Shen ShaoYi's stamina was declining. It could be seen from the two three-pointers he missed, so we still have a chance. As long as we persevere like before, we still have a chance to win the championship. "PE committee member." I didn't react for a moment when Xu LiJun called me that, "You really worked hard today. I didn't think you would be able to block Shen ShaoYi's backward shot."
You Chen took a sip of water. He was a man of few words. He stared blankly at the empty stadium.
"I want to win, I've never wanted to win this much." He concluded.
Mu ZhongMing didn't say anything. He was always this gloomy, but I could see that his eyes were like will-o '-the-wisps in a graveyard — — it was a sign of his fighting spirit.
"It's time to go up." Although Niu ShiLi didn't express any friendliness verbally, he reached out his hand and made everyone put their hands on top of each other and shouted, "One, two, three, attack!" — — that included my hand.
Our remaining stamina didn't allow us to argue.
After class 2 took a timeout, they brought in a substitute player who was waiting for us.
This was supposed to be a crisis for us, but the other team rushed into the game and didn't get used to it. The three consecutive shots hit the hoop, allowing Niu ShiLi to get the defensive rebound.
When the substitutes finally got into shape, the score was already 40: 38.
The students in class 2-3 were excited. They never thought that the match would be so interesting. They were actually able to fight the previous champions, the class that slaughtered our class 2. It was an exciting match.
Mu ZhongMing, who didn't have any strengths other than marking, suddenly flew out to save an out-of-bounds ball. After Xu LiJun got the ball, he played a quick pass with Niu ShiLi, and finally, Niu ShiLi scored with a layup.
He even caused the opponent to commit a defensive foul.
The students in class erupted in cheers when Niu ShiLi also scored the free throw. Xiong YaoYue jumped in joy. Although the class leader was also excited, she didn't make exaggerated movements like Xiong YaoYue.
Xiao Qin, on the other hand, wasn't too happy because Niu ShiLi scored consecutively. She took out her writing board from somewhere and wrote down the numbers "65: 63".
I was confused, the score was clearly 40: 41. Isn't this the first time class 2-3 has taken the lead by one point? What kind of score did Xiao Qin record?
I only remembered after a while that must be the score from my bet with Niu ShiLi. Did my total score exceed the entire team by two points?
No, I'm not that strong. It's all thanks to the last match. Niu ShiLi couldn't participate in the last match, so he didn't get any points, but I got the highest score in the match.
At this moment, the bet wasn't important anymore, all I wanted was class 2-3's victory.
But our lead only lasted for a minute. Shen ShaoYi quickly organized a counterattack and suddenly shot two meters away from the three-point line. The ball accurately fell into the net and caused the audience to gasp in surprise. It also changed the score to 43: 41.
I don't know how I survived the rest of the match.
It was as if my soul had already ascended to the sky and I was looking down at the black dots on the court, doing ridiculous exercises in order to snatch a ball.
But my body was sprinting on the court, doing its best for any insignificant opportunity.
The cheers and cheers gradually faded away. I'm not sure if this was the state of "being one with the world" that my dad mentioned, or if my body was trying to squeeze out the last bit of energy and it was shutting off the sensory system that it didn't need.
I was still persevering in disbelief.
When my dad was a student, he once made a very inspirational statement: One day is a lifetime! Because there's a high chance that you'll do the same thing tomorrow, one day can determine your entire life!
I, who quite agreed with this point of view, had a deeper understanding on the court today: I feel that one second is a lifetime! The value of life is measured in seconds. If you work hard every second, then you'll always be a warrior, a qualified Spartan!
I relied on this belief to persevere for the remaining 400 seconds.
The twin tower strategy that I had planned from the very beginning was put to use for the first time.
As Niu ShiLi and I cooperated, the opposing defense felt a lot of pressure. Most of the time, they could only do their best and pass the ball to Shen ShaoYi, hoping that Shen ShaoYi could recover.
Shen ShaoYi's stamina was also nearing its limit. If he exited the court now, it would be more advantageous for him to have a reserve member with more stamina. But in order to witness my failure, Shen ShaoYi gritted his teeth and refused to leave the front lines.
50: 49, this was the score between Class 2 and us with 8 seconds left until the end of the match.
This was probably the longest 8 seconds of my life.
After a fierce attack that cut off all means of retreat, the ball flew out of bounds and the ball was handed over to the opponent.
I, who was unwilling to admit defeat, jumped out and grabbed the ball. I twisted my body in midair and tried to pass the ball to my teammate.
The so-called last chance was referring to now.
As I expected, Niu ShiLi, who rushed over with me, occupied the best position under the basket.
I was about to pass the ball with all my might.
But I saw Xiao Qin holding up her writing board in a very conspicuous position in my field of vision. The score of my bet with Niu ShiLi was clearly written on it: 69: 68.
Am I still leading by one point? Does that mean if I let the game end here, I wouldn't have to drink Fu Yan Jie, and Niu ShiLi would make a fool of himself?
But if I didn't pass the ball, class 2-3 would definitely lose. Everyone's 40 minutes of hard work would go up in smoke because I became a coward and succumbed to my own selfish desires.
A few short seconds wasn't enough to think about a lot of things. I didn't even consider the promise of going to the class leader's house to eat after I win. I was exhausted and had already lost my appetite. All I had left was the burning desire to win.
I wasn't sure if Niu ShiLi thought as much as I did, but he nervously waited for my pass like a high school student waiting for a university acceptance letter.
Through the sports goggles, I saw a pair of eyes that ignited your blood. There were no impurities or benefits. He was the same as me, he only wanted to win.
Even when he first joined the class basketball team, he only wanted to fight with me. But at this moment, he had already deeply fallen in love with basketball and became my true teammate.
Bastard! What's there to hesitate about passing the ball to a teammate?
I gathered all my strength and passed the ball to Niu ShiLi without caring that I lost my balance in midair.
Then I fell to the ground. I didn't have the stamina to use the scamming technique of Yin Yang Sanshou, so I fell to the ground.
Xiao Qin abandoned her writing board and hurriedly ran through the crowd to save me. The class leader also looked over with concern, but Xiao Qin took the initiative in front of a lot of people, so she couldn't come over.
I only scraped off a piece of skin on my butt through my basketball shorts. I sat up and focused on the scoreboard on the referee's table while Xiao Qin exaggerated "Don't die!"
It was still 50: 49. Did Niu ShiLi not score? My heart sank.
But the class 2-3 audience, led by Xiong YaoYue, let out an earth-shattering cheer after a few seconds of silence.
The member of the Student Union who was in charge of scoring at the referee's table gasped and flipped the scoreboard to 50: 51.
Niu ShiLi scored! We won! I felt like I was dreaming. Great joy rushed into my chest and I couldn't help but hug Xiao Qin who was next to me.
Xiao Qin was both surprised and happy as she breathed quietly in my arms.
The class leader bit her lips when she saw us hugging, but she didn't find it hard to accept because she heard Xiao Qin was about to become my sister.
Shen ShaoYi was in disbelief about the result of his loss and sunk into deep negative emotions. It wasn't until Captain Guo SongTao came over to comfort him and praised him for his best performance in history that Shen ShaoYi was able to calm down a bit.
This scene was seen by Little Smart. She immediately used this as a blueprint and wrote a wonderful BL article. After it was published on a certain fujoshi forum, it received tens of thousands of hits in less than half a day. There were even publishers who contacted her and asked if she had any plans to write a long work.
I didn't participate in all of class 2-3's celebratory activities because I was too tired. I realized I was facing a serious problem after I recovered a bit of stamina and the excitement in my head subsided:
Although I won the game, I lost the bet with Niu ShiLi. I'm not someone who would renege on a bet, so I would drink Fu Yan Jie down without hesitation as soon as Niu ShiLi brought it up.
But Niu ShiLi seemed to have forgotten about it. He followed the class leader's orders and stuck the 'First in the Grade Basketball Tournament' certificate at the center of the back wall of the classroom. Then, he excitedly discussed the details of the tournament with his classmates.
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