bookbashuk Chapter 36 Losing Suspicion
Chapter 36 Losing Suspicion
On offense, they began to attack the paint more often, using physical contact to draw fouls.
Wu Yun was called for a blocking call during a defensive play, and the opponent made one of two free throws.
The point difference was narrowed to 5 points.
The rhythm of the game became somewhat fragmented, and the competition intensified. The audience's emotions were stirred up, and the shouts and discussions grew louder.
In another attack, Qin Yu tried to lob the ball to Wu Yun, who was in position, but the passing route was anticipated by the opponent, and the power forward stretched out his arm and poked the ball away.
Possession changes.
The short point guard received the ball and quickly advanced the ball, with Du Dewu close behind. Upon reaching the frontcourt, the short guard made a sudden stop, and Du Dewu, unable to brake in time, collided with him.
The referee whistle blows.
Defensive foul. The opponent has possession of the ball.
Du Dewu clapped his hands in frustration. Qin Yu walked over and patted him on the back: "It's okay, you've taken precautions."
The opponent serves from the sideline.
The ball was inbounded and, after several passes, ended up in the hands of their power forward in the low post. Wu Yun marked him very closely this time, giving him no space to turn.
The power forward passes the ball out, the player receiving the ball on the perimeter fakes a move, then moves to the side to get Du Dewu on help defense, takes a step to the side, and jumps.
Goal! Three-pointer.
The point difference is now only 2 points.
The atmosphere on the sidelines became tense. The supporters for team number 11 began to cheer loudly.
"Stay calm, let's make a shot." Qin Yu controlled the ball and slowed down the pace.
Time was ticking away, second by second.
Qin Yu and his two teammates must score to stop the bleeding.
Wu Yun was being closely watched, and Du Dewu was also being closely monitored. Qin Yu gestured for them to separate, deciding to take on one himself.
The short point guard spread his arms wide, kept his center of gravity low, and had a fierce look in his eyes.
Qin Yu executed several crossovers in quick succession, with varying paces.
He suddenly reached for the ball, but Qin Yu dribbled behind his back to avoid it, while simultaneously taking a step forward to the right.
He quickly retreated.
Just as he shifted his weight backward, Qin Yu pulled the ball back, then switched it to his left hand with a crossover dribble, and broke through from the left side!
This move was swift, instantly covering half a body length of him.
The power forward in the paint came over to help defend. Qin Yu didn't force a layup, but instead suddenly passed the ball to Du Dewu, who was temporarily left open.
Du Dewu received the ball at the top right of the arc, with no one in front of him within two meters.
He made a slight adjustment, jumped, and released the ball.
The basketball spins in the air.
All eyes were on it.
"clang!"
The ball hit the back of the rim and bounced high into the air.
"Rebound!" Both teams' players rushed towards the basket.
Wu Yun and the opposing center jumped at the same time and engaged in a fierce battle in the air.
The ball was tapped and flew out of bounds.
Qin Yu was right near the landing point and managed to grab the ball before the smaller opponent could reach it.
With little time remaining, Qin Yu took a step, stood a step beyond the three-point line, and pulled up for a jump shot over the onrushing defender.
This choice is risky.
But Qin Yu's movements were very clear.
Stretch your body, press your wrist down, and flick the ball with your fingertips.
The basketball traced a high parabola.
The whistle blows. Time's up for this quarter.
The ball is still flying through the air.
All sound seemed to have disappeared from the venue.
The ball fell straight into the net.
Hollow.
Three points are valid!
"Wow--!!"
"A buzzer-beater! A buzzer-beating three-pointer!"
"Number Six! Zhou Biao!"
A burst of cheers erupted. Supporters of Qin Yu's trio, as well as many neutral spectators, stood up.
Wu Yun and Du Dewu rushed over and hugged Qin Yu tightly. Du Dewu yelled in Qin Yu's ear, "Awesome, Zhou Biao! That shot was so hard!"
Qin Yu was panting, his heart pounding, partly from the strenuous exercise, and partly because... this shot was a bit beyond Zhou Biao's usual level. Hopefully, no one will investigate further.
Qin Yu and his two teammates entered the short break with a 5-point lead.
As Qin Yu walked off the field, he glanced at Xin Zhiyan. She had stopped recording and was looking at the scoreboard, then looked towards Qin Yu and his two companions. Their eyes met briefly. Her gaze was calm, revealing no emotion. She nodded slightly to Qin Yu before looking away.
Su Lingjuan ran over excitedly, almost pouncing on him, but Qin Yu stopped her with a gesture. "So cool! Zhou Biao! That three-pointer!" Her eyes sparkled.
"I'm lucky," Qin Yu said briefly, picking up a glass of water to drink.
"It's not luck, Qin Yu can tell!" Su Lingjuan said confidently.
Wu Yun and Du Dewu hydrated themselves and discussed the defensive issues they had just encountered in hushed tones.
The break time passed quickly.
The second half began. Team 11 didn't give up and continued to fight fiercely. However, Qin Yu and his two teammates were in high spirits and their teamwork was smoother. Wu Yun adapted to the opponent's fronting defense, looking for opportunities through more active running and screens. Qin Yu continued to orchestrate the offense, taking shots when the opportunity arose.
The point difference remained between 5 and 8 points.
With three minutes remaining in the game, Qin Yu and his two teammates were leading by 7 points.
The opposing team was clearly getting impatient, and their defensive actions became increasingly aggressive, leading to a series of fouls being called by the referee. Wu Yun was hit in the chin by an opponent's elbow while vying for a rebound, wincing in pain, but fortunately, he was not seriously injured.
Free throws, one made. 8-point difference.
The opposing team was on offense, and the small point guard forced his way through, scoring with a difficult reverse layup and drawing a foul from Du Dewu.
The free throw was made. The point difference was back to 5 points.
There are one minute and forty seconds left.
Possession of the ball is in the hands of Qin Yu and his two teammates. Qin Yu controls the ball and runs down the clock. The opposing team is pressing high up the pitch.
The short guy clung to Qin Yu like glue, constantly reaching for the ball. Qin Yu shielded the ball to his side, using his body to keep the guy away, and observed his teammates.
Wu Yun, using Du Dewu's screen near the baseline, circled out to the top of the key. Qin Yu passed the ball to him. Wu Yun received the ball, but the opposing defense switched quickly, and the power forward immediately rushed in.
Wu Yun didn't force a shot, but passed the ball back to Qin Yu. The moment Qin Yu received the ball, the smaller player had already returned to position. Qin Yu pretended to drive, but he suddenly took half a step back to defend Qin Yu's shot.
This half-step space is enough.
Qin Yu pulled up and took another shot from beyond the three-point line.
This time it didn't feel as perfect as the last buzzer-beater, but the rhythm was right.
The ball is flying through the air.
Everyone’s heart is raised.
"Rebound!" Qin Yu shouted, sensing that the ball might be too short.
Sure enough, the ball hit the front edge of the rim and bounced up.
Chaos erupted under the basket. Wu Yun, the opposing center, and the power forward were all huddled together, jumping at the same time.
Wu Yun lost his best position during the contest, but thanks to his excellent jumping ability and wingspan, he still managed to reach the ball with his fingertips. Instead of grabbing the rebound, he flicked the ball towards the basket in mid-air.
The ball bounced on the rim once, then again, before reluctantly and wobbling into the net.
Two points are valid!
The score difference was reduced to 7 points. There was only a little over a minute left.
This crucial second-chance point almost sealed the game's fate.
Team 11's morale was clearly dampened, and their subsequent attack was rushed and missed. Qin Yu and two others secured the rebound, forcing the opposing team to foul.
Wu Yun stepped up to the free-throw line and made one of two shots.
The score difference is 8 points.
It took less than forty seconds.
The opponent's three-point attempt missed, and the game was no longer in doubt.
In the end, Qin Yu and his two teammates won the first official match with a 9-point advantage.
As the final whistle blew, Qin Yu and his two companions high-fived in celebration. Wu Yun let out a long sigh of relief, a smile of immense relief spreading across his face. Du Dewu was also very happy.
"Well played," Qin Yu said.
"Thanks to you." Wu Yun looked at Qin Yu with a serious expression.