The hero who crossed the line of fire has a dream

Chapter 914 Heaven-defying luck!

Basketball is a sport that most men like. As long as they are men, they can almost play basketball. However, Wang Yue, who is also a man, does not perform well.

The distance of the three-point line is cut into three segments, one-point line, two-point line, and three-point line.

Wang Yue stood at the one-point line, almost standing under the basketball hoop, even at such a close distance, he made nine shots and failed nine times.

It's not that he doesn't know how to play basketball, but that he doesn't know how to play basketball at all, because if you let a novice who has just been in contact with basketball shoot, he won't shoot such a ridiculously poor record.

The physical education teacher was also a little bit reluctant. He didn't expect that Wang Yue, who was almost monstrously talented in the e-sports field, turned out to be a monstrously talented existence in the basketball field.

"Zhang's fast, isn't Wang Yue also so bad when he plays basketball with you?" Rao Xuanxuan, who has great trust in Wang Yue, can't help being shaken because of the unsightly record. Some confidence.

"Uh." Zhang Kuai didn't know how to answer for a moment.

First of all, Wang Yue rarely played basketball with them. Secondly, when Wang Yue played basketball, they often copied the ball and blocked shots, and rarely had the chance to shoot.

If Wang Yue's few shots are used to calculate the chance of a header, it seems that the probability of the shot is not much different from the one in front of him.

It's fine to tell Xuanxuan alone, but there are so many ears listening to him, so he can only pretend to be confident and say: "Nothing, Wang Yue deliberately preserves his strength, and he will score the next goal!"

The words were quite forceful, but no matter how they listened to them, they lacked confidence. The original whispers about whether Wang Yue could play basketball or not were now loudly discussed without any concealment.

"Wang Yue is nothing more than that. It's just that he is better at crossing the line of fire, and the other aspects are inversely proportional." A die-hard basketball team fan snorted coldly.

"If you lose, you lose. Anyway, what Wang Yue is good at is not basketball but crossing the line of fire. It's no big deal." The person who said this was a die-hard fan of Wang Yue, although he didn't pay much attention to Wang Yue's record in basketball , but with such a poor record, he couldn't help but sighed at the end of his words.

Yan Hong and a group of people from the basketball team folded their arms in a comfortable posture, looking at Wang Yue who was about to throw the last ball with teasing eyes.

If Wang Yue makes a shot, then it will enter the shooting distance from the two-point line. If Wang Yue fails to make a shot, then the game will end and Wang Yue will end in a disastrous defeat.

Zhou Yunhang cursed in his heart that Wang Yue missed the shot, while Yan Hong hoped that Wang Yue could make the shot. Wouldn't it be a pity if such a fun game ended so early?

Under the gathering of hundreds of eyes, Wang Yue stood at the one-point line he had decided for himself, slapping the basketball up and down with his slender and white palms.

This pair of slender and fair palms, with evenly distributed finger flesh, is really a magic weapon for playing e-sports games, but it seems too delicate for playing basketball.

It is not difficult to judge Wang Yue's dignified heart at this time from the frown, because this will be his last chance to shoot. If he makes a shot, he will not necessarily win, and if he misses it, he will definitely fail.

Looking at the nose and the heart, Wang Yue quickly adjusted his fluctuating emotions in a few seconds, and then without hesitation, he aimed the ball at the basket and shot it out.

Bang!

But anyone who has played basketball, even those who have seen others play basketball, can instantly judge that this is the sound made when the basketball hits the basketball hoop.

In everyone's pupils, the basketball that collided with the basketball hoop slowly rolled around the hoop. I don't know whether it is going to roll into the hoop or fall out of the hoop. Every half second, everyone's hearts hang half an inch higher. .

When the atmosphere was completely silent, Jian Xi rolled her big black eyes and called out crisply: "Come in!"

As if receiving an order, the basketball that was rolling slowly with the ball frame rolled into the ball frame at once.

After the basketball landed and made a dull sound, bursts of shouts suddenly broke out in the silent atmosphere.

Although no, this is not a gorgeous goal, but it was scored anyway. Those e-sports fans who have been suppressed for a long time finally found a reason to carnival for Wang Yue.

"Oye!" Jian Xi jumped up excitedly.

Wang Yue let out a long breath of relief, it's so dangerous...

Yan Hong smiled slightly. He was obviously very satisfied with the scene of Wang Yue's goal, and he didn't procrastinate. He walked directly to the two-point line he had decided on. basket.

This made Wang Yue, who wanted to drink his saliva, had to turn back halfway to start his second painful shot.

Although Yan Hong's shot was gorgeous and unrestrained, it also attracted a lot of applause, and soon calmed down, because it was really a piece of cake for Yan Hong, the captain of the basketball team.

Some fanatical e-sports fans are blindly worshiping Wang Yue's crossing the line of fire, which makes them believe that Wang Yue has already made a shot, and there must be an unexpected performance in the second round of shooting, but the cruel reality has turned this beautiful Ideas are ruthlessly destroyed.

The second round of shooting is to stand on the self-determined two-point line and shoot a total of nine shots.

Wang Yue shot eight balls, the eight balls hit the basket, and then were simply bounced away, but fortunately, Wang Yue's luck saved him again. When he shot the ninth and last time, although he still hit the basket frame, but rolled into the basket dangerously, completed the second round of competition, and entered the third round of competition.

The third round of shooting, self-determined three-point line position, seven shots.

Yan Hong scored a goal.

Wang Yue missed six shots and narrowly scored the last one.

The fourth round of shooting, self-determined four-point line position, six shots.

Yan Hong missed three goals, scored the fourth goal, and had two shots left.

Wang Yue conceded five goals, and the sixth ball was still lucky. It rolled on the basketball hoop for a while, and then rolled into the hoop.

The fifth round of shooting, self-determined five-point line position, five shots.

Yan Hong conceded four goals, and the fifth ball hit the basket.

Yan Hong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the distance from the self-defined five-point line was quite far from the basket, almost beyond his control. Fortunately, he was not bad luck and scored a goal at the most critical moment.

As soon as luck was mentioned, Yan Hong's originally suppressed and extremely intact expression immediately caused quite a stir.

Just because he doesn't want the game to end soon doesn't mean he never wants it to end.

It was expected that Wang Yue would end up shooting from the three-point line, but Wang Yue was unbelievably lucky. Every time he hit the basket at the last chance, even he was not very sure about the four-point line shooting. The same is true when.

This made Yan Hong's teeth itch with hatred, and secretly scolded himself for being unlucky, but he chose a day when Wang Yue was full of luck to compete with him.

Fortunately, Goddess of Luck was still on his side after all. He made the fifth-round shots by luck, which was impossible for Wang Yue, who had no basketball foundation at all.

That's all.

(End of this chapter)