After halftime, the PE teacher's whistle blew.

Xie Shuchen watched Li Luo take off his coat and walk onto the basketball court, and immediately narrowed his eyes: "Liu Shaowen, I'll leave this section to you?"

"Yeah." Liu Shaowen nodded solemnly.

The Class 8 students in the stands suddenly burst into cheers after seeing Li Luo coming on the stage.

Xu Yinghuan took the lead and shouted: "Li Luo! Come on!"

"Li Luo! Come on!"

Everyone in Class 1 was shocked, wondering if Li Luo's popularity in Class 8 was already so ridiculously high?

He shouted like this as soon as he came on stage.

On the sidelines, Ying Chanxi was sitting on the bench. Hearing the cheers led by Xu Yinghuan, he didn't control his mouth and almost shouted along.

But after seeing Li Luo play, Ying Chanxi's face also showed an expression of anticipation, and she secretly cheered for him in her heart.

On the court, the third quarter of the game officially kicked off.

As soon as Li Luo passed the ball to Zhu Yufei at the bottom line, he saw Liu Shaowen appear in front of him. As soon as he moved, Liu Shaowen followed suit. He followed him all the way from the bottom line to the opposite half, inseparable.

Seeing this scene, Li Luo suddenly laughed and shook his head, thinking that this was the plan.

If this trick had been used against Li Luo before, it might actually have some effect.

After all, he had recorded such a point in the Memory Palace before. As long as Liu Shaowen was following him closely without giving him any chance, it would be difficult for him to adjust the angle of projection.

The Memory Palace is not a master key, and it must also pay attention to the basic methods. It is impossible to help Li Luo score goals remotely when he cannot complete the actions in his memory.

But now the situation is different...

He was not idle these days during the exam.

Li Luo smiled at Liu Shaowen, then turned around and slightly distanced himself from Liu Shaowen.

Although Liu Shaowen caught up quickly and basically didn't give him a chance to shoot normally, Li Luo still successfully caught the ball from Zhu Yufei.

Then the next second, Li Luo turned sideways to confront Liu Shaowen, and then lightly hooked the ball with his right hand. Without giving Liu Shaowen any chance, the hook ball went directly into the net smoothly, and Liu Shaowen was stunned for a moment.

Liu Shaowen lowered his head and glanced at his current position.

He looked at the three-point line, which was only about one meter away from Li Luo, and then at the basket in the distance, and suddenly fell into silence.

Generally speaking, it is quite normal to do a layup in three steps and then hook the ball under the basket and score based on your touch.

But when you stepped on the horse, you almost hooked the ball from the three-point line!

Can you enter by riding a horse?

Or enter the network empty-handedly.

Don't be too outrageous!

But soon, Liu Shaowen and others discovered that this was not the most outrageous thing.

As Class 8 continued to attack, every time the ball was handed to Li Luo, he would always hook the ball at a very strange angle.

It can also connect to the Internet perfectly.

The physical education teacher who was the referee on the sidelines was stunned.

The stands of Class 8 also burst into cheers one after another.

The score was also caught up to 43-35 by Li Luo and the others in just a few minutes, only 8 points behind!

By the end of the third quarter, the score had been pulled back to 48-43, only a 5-point difference!

"No...it's impossible to guard against this kick." During the break, Liu Shaowen couldn't help complaining, "How can I guard against a hook? I can't touch it at all."

"Why don't we stop defending and go straight to attack." Xie Shuchen said solemnly, "There are still 5 points left. As long as we don't concede the ball, it will be fine. After all, their defense is not strong."

After the start of the fourth quarter.

The team immediately changed their strategy and no longer wanted to defend Li Luo's hook.

Anyway, their center position, Jian Zhenyuan, is much better than Xu Guangtao on the opposite side.

While maintaining the offensive rhythm, if we deliberately slow down the rhythm, delay the time, and slow down the scoring frequency of both sides, we can still maintain the point difference advantage.

So at the beginning of the fourth quarter, the rhythm of Class 1 slowed down significantly, causing Class 8 to also be affected to a certain extent.

As time went by, the score gradually came to 58-55.

It’s 62-61 again!

There are two minutes left.

The anxious battle situation on the field made the students in the audience become nervous and stared at every move on the field.

Until there were twenty seconds left, because the first class's defense had become lax, Li Luo made a jump shot and scored two points again.

Successfully overtaken the score!

64-65!

Just hold on!

Zhu Yufei and others from Class 8 were all excited.

But Liu Shaowen on the opposite side took a deep breath and cooperated with Xie Shuchen after serving. After being defended by the people in Class 8, he really couldn't attack.

In the end, I had to take a chance and shoot a ball from the three-point line.

In the end, I don’t know if it was just luck. The basketball bounced on the rim a few times, collided with the backboard, and finally fell into the net.

67-65!

Only ten seconds left!

Liu Shaowen couldn't help but wave his fist and subconsciously looked at Ying Chanxi on the sidelines.

But what he saw was not Ying Chanxi's happy smile. Instead, he saw her frowning and looking in Li Luo's direction with a worried expression.

This made Liu Shaowen's original idea of ​​shouting out suddenly stop, and his face suddenly felt helpless.

Xie Shuchen had already ordered everyone to quickly return to defense.

If they survive these ten seconds, they will win!

But just when they were thinking this, Li Luo had already received the ball from Zhu Yufei.

As time counts down.

He hadn't reached the three-point line yet, but he stopped directly in the direction facing the basket, still more than one meter away from the three-point line.

The memory palace in his mind was running at high speed, forcibly instilling muscle memory, driving his body, as well as his arms, wrists and fingertips.

Shake the basketball in your hand hard.

Throw a beautiful parabola——

A goal was scored.

The PE teacher's whistle sounded.

The entire stadium was quiet for a moment.

The moment the basketball hit the net, the beautiful sound seemed to be heard clearly by everyone.

The next second, excited cheers suddenly sounded in the stands of Class 8!

Then it was like an infection, spreading quickly in the stands, and applause also spread like thunder.

Li Luo looked at the scoreboard on the sidelines and heaved a sigh of relief when it finally settled at 67-68.

Fortunately, he was prepared in advance, otherwise the first class would really have won today's game.

"Congratulations." Yan Zhusheng held Li Luo's coat in her arms and ran to the court and whispered to him, with a look of eagerness in her eyes.

Li Luo quickly pressed her shoulders and whispered: "Not now, please be calm."

"Oh." Yan Zhusheng pursed her lips and followed Li Luo obediently back to the field.

Ying Chanxi originally wanted to run over, but thinking that her classmates lost by one point, she must be a little sad now. She still did her duty as class monitor and ran to Jian Zhenyuan and the others to comfort them.

But she was quite excited in her heart, and her mind was constantly replaying Li Luo's heroic performance of the last ball, and she felt like her head was getting blurry.

It would be nice if she was in Class 8... It's a pity that there will be no basketball games in the second year of high school.
Chapter completed!