Updated: 2012-11-17

Although the scores on the court are still four points different and the time is getting less and less, these cannot make Class 1 feel at ease, and all the players' faces are filled with a hint of solemnity.

Especially Mo Shaodong, who was dribbling, his face was even more difficult to see. Obviously, the ball that was slapped in the face by Tang Tianyou just now has not left his heart for a long time.

Tang Tianyou's thin figure was pressing against them like a mountain, and he was so oppressed that he could almost breathe. It seemed that as long as they were a little careless, they would lose the entire game!

This solemn atmosphere makes everyone's heart heavy, and you will never know who will win in the next moment!!!

At this moment, Mo Shaodong's mind was constantly showing the process of being repeatedly slapped in the face. The jealous anger burned all his reason, just like a wounded beast, roaring in a low voice: "I, Mo Shaodong, the number one basketball player in H County No. 1 Middle School, how could I be worse than you, a three-inch Ding?! This is absolutely impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

With a low growl, Mo Shaodong's eyes were filled with blood, and blue veins swelled up, and with a determined aura, he rushed towards Tang Tianyou with the ball. His teammates were shocked. Brother Dong, what are you doing? Didn't you say you would waste time?! You didn't want to commit suicide, right?

Mo Shaodong dribbled the ball to the frontcourt and came to Tang Tianyou. He couldn't help but feel dissatisfied: Humph, I don't believe it, I can't defeat you this time!

So Mo Shaodong drove the ball, intending to pass Tang Tianyou from the front to prove his powerful basketball skills! He arranged flowers in front and back, pretended to shake people, zombie steps, time difference, small steps left and right, dribbling with his back to the ball... Mo Shaodong used all his skills!

But no matter how he made fake moves or was extraordinary, Tang Tianyou stuck to him like a candy, and he couldn't get rid of his defense no matter how he threw it.

Mo Shaodong was a little panicked. Why was this happening? He didn’t see how this kid moved? Why couldn’t he get rid of it?

The audience outside the field could clearly see that although Tang Tianyou's movement was very small, it was just right, as if he could predict his direction in advance and block the route he was about to attack early.

"If you can't shake it, just hit it! I don't believe he can resist it!" Mo Shaodong gritted his teeth. He was a few heads taller than Tang Tianyou, afraid that he would be furry?!

But just as he got up and ran away, he suddenly realized that Tang Tianyou in front had disappeared.

He couldn't hit someone and staggered, and he almost fell to eat shit, and behind him, a slight sound of a basketball entering the net had already sounded.

Another three-pointer!

Eighty-five to eighty-four!

The score difference is only one point!

The audience burst into explosive cheers, but the cheerleaders in the class of 1 shook their heads and looked listless.

Mo Shaodong's face was as dark as coal, and he walked back to the backcourt without saying a word. When defender Zhao Dazhong saw that the atmosphere seemed a little wrong, he almost froze. He quickly said, "Brother Dong, don't worry! There are only a dozen seconds left in the game now. As long as we spend time in the backcourt, the victory will still belong to us!"

"I know without you saying it!" Mo Shaodong snorted coldly and said angrily. Seeing this, Zhao Dazhong smiled embarrassedly and stopped talking.

Having said that, Mo Shaodong's eyes regained their spirits and he thought to himself: Even if I can't beat you, basketball is a sport of five people after all, and your class will definitely lose in this game!"

So a new round of game was about to begin. This time, Zhao Dazhong held the ball. He slowly dribbled in the backcourt, swaying left and right.

Although he looked very leisurely, his spirit was tense. As if there was any movement, he would immediately pass the ball out, desperately delaying the time.

Suddenly, a person rushed over from the front, Zhao Daxin tightened his center, and quickly looked closely and breathed a sigh of relief. What, it turned out to be Dai Gang. I can solve this kind of waste material with one hand, and I don’t need to pass the ball at all. Suddenly, a look of disdain appeared on his face, and he obviously looked down on Dai Gang very much.

But the next moment, Zhao Dazhong's face suddenly changed, because he found that three more people came out from behind Dai Gang. It was obvious that all the soy sauce four-person teams of Wen Six were dispatched to encircle him.

No matter how outstanding a player is, he cannot face four people who are desperately defending him. Perhaps someone can do it, but Zhao Dazhong is definitely not among them!

"Although our basketball skills are not very good, we can't help too much, but we are definitely not wasteful people. At least we can grab the ball!" Dai Gang and the others thought a little fiercely.

Being ignored by the group of people has made them feel extremely frustrated, and they even look down on them. This is simply a naked insult! As long as they are a man, they can't stand such things! At this moment, they all held their breath in their hearts and wanted to vent their hearts.

"Don't underestimate us! We want you to know that even small people can play a huge role!" Dai Gang roared.

Four aggressive people rushed towards Zhao Dazhong. Zhao Dazhong panicked and wanted to pass the ball on the spot, but it was too late. Eight big hands reached over, almost surrounding him, and there was no gap of pass!

There was a "pop" sound!

The basketball was hit to the unmanned area on the side.

Mo Shaodong and the others were frightened. They never expected that such an accident would occur. They never expected that a few waste materials they ignored would burst out with such power!

The four big men from Class 1 rushed over desperately, trying to grab the basketball back. The audience was stunned. No one expected that this game would be so dramatic!

But it was too late at this time, and a very fast black shadow rushed over, as fast as lightning. No one knew when he appeared!

Tang Tianyou picked up the basketball that fell to the ground and ran forward.

Oh no!

Looking at Tang Tianyou's running back, the bad things in his heart kept magnifying. Mo Shaodong suddenly looked at Tang Tianyou who was still accelerating in confusion, and thought to himself: Why didn't this guy directly shoot a three-pointer? Isn't this his best skill? Why do you still need to accelerate?

"Does he want to dunk?!" This idea suddenly flashed through Mo Shaodong's mind, but when he thought about it, he felt that it was impossible. Dunking was not something that anyone could do.

According to the standard basketball stand specified by the FIBA, the rebounding specifications are 1.80 meters long, 1.05 meters wide (vertical height) and 0.03 meters thick, and the lower edge is 2.90 meters from the ground. The basketball is 3.05 meters from the ground, and the closest point between the rebounding surface and the inner edge of the blue circle is 15 cm.

In other words, athletes must jump to at least 3 meters 1 to truly achieve a dunk. If it is replaced by an ordinary Chinese man’s height standard of 1.75 meters, then he must jump to the sky to the height of 1.3 meters before he can barely touch the blue circle. If he wants to dunk, he must jump to the sky to the sky to the height of 1.4 meters before he can dunk!

Moreover, these are just calculated by the shortest distance from the blue circle straight down from the ground. Generally, the dunk is one meter away from the blue circle, or even one and a half meters away, and the players have already started to jump and dunk.

In this way, we can draw the conclusion: If a player of 1.75 meters tall wants to jump and dunk at a distance of 1.5 meters, he must at least ensure that the jump height can be the same as his height. Only such an amazing height can dunk!

On the other hand, the jump height of the standing man is only 1.2 meters, and the running jump height is rarely more than 1.5 meters! Here we are talking about upright jumps, not the cross-jumping jump type of high jump.

Therefore, there are very few humans who can truly dunk in such a flash. Not to mention, if a dwarf like Tang Tianyou is only 1.58 meters tall, it would be the biggest miracle in the world if he could really do it!

Didn't let Mo Shaodong think more—

Tang Tianyou suddenly threw the ball up, and the ball was tumbling in the air, tumbling very quickly, causing everyone to feel that the ball was slowly rolling upwards.

"What are you going to do?" Dai Gang suddenly shouted in surprise. We were trying our best to grab the ball for you, not to make you mess around!

This question is something that almost everyone present has to ask, and some people in the audience couldn't help but laugh—and they actually took a three-step layup. Tang Tianyou is so talented!

These thoughts flashed through everyone's minds almost instantly, but Tang Tianyou immediately answered their questions with actions.

After looking at the ball, Tang Tianyou paused forward. In this short period of time, he adjusted his feet and jumped up. Seeing the rolling basketball slowly getting bigger in his eyes, Tang Tianyou shouted, turned around and flipped over, skimmed over the basketball and went to the front of the basket.

Behind half-turned, Tang Tianyou grabbed the basketball that had already flown to his head like magic, then sank his hands, held the ball and placed it on his waist, then took the basketball alone with his right hand, drew a beautiful half circle, and threw the basketball into the basket sideways!

"Bang!"

The basket let out a painful moan. Under the moaning and rippling nets, Tang Tianyou landed on the ground with a little aroused, turned around and looked at the audience on the side of the basket, and roared loudly.

Dunk!!!

"This...what is this?" Li Wei said to himself in a daze.

"Don't ask me, I don't know!" Zhao Dazhong next to him also stood still.

Mo Shaodong opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, but his lips were trembling.

Dai Gang looked at Tang Tianyou blankly and said for a long time: "Good boy!"

Li Shiyin had already been completely lost by Tang Tianyou's button. She took a deep breath and said, "Is this guy really a 'bad guy'? How could he be so powerful?!"

I don’t know when the timid guy who was always timid disappeared, replaced by a hero-like man!

Chen Feng covered his mouth, his face full of silence. He originally wanted Tang Tianyou to make something ugly, but he didn't expect that this guy saved the entire team like a savior. It's incredible!

The little man Lai Feng was already moaning: "What is this? What did I see just now?"

Fatty Chen Haonan didn't know what he should laugh at, so he shook his head and said dumbly: "This kid Tianyou is hiding too deeply! It's so perverted!"

"Oh my God! What did I see just now?" A boy in a white shirt suddenly burst into control.

Looking at the basketball that was still flicking gently on the ground, Mo Shaodong's face looked very ugly, and he finally said: "Self-dumping, self-connecting, rotation, 180-degree small windmill dunk?"

"What is this? Who is this guy? Why does such a character exist in Class 6 of Wen?!" The audience on the court couldn't help but have this question.

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