Rekindling the dream of becoming a star

Chapter 220: Shooting a Future, Surpassing Yourself (Part )

In the fourth minute of the second half, when the score was 31:30, Chen Fang came on the court again.

His appearance was greeted with thunderous applause. In these four minutes of the second half, people saw that USC was doing nothing without Chen Fang.

It is impossible to widen the score by relying solely on Elijah's jump shot and McLaughlin's sudden attack.

Sang Weil stared at Chen Fang coldly, his physical strength still abundant.

Even if I play for twenty minutes longer than you, I can still run faster than you.

He thought coldly, this gave him the psychological suggestion that I am no worse than you, and his eyes were burning.

The two bodies leaned against each other, their muscles began to deform, and from the first second of contact, it was an all-out confrontation.

Chen Fang was stuck outside the three-point line on the left wing. It was a sideline ball, but he didn't ask for the ball. Instead, he waited for an opportunity.

Suddenly he confronted Thornwell, then took a step back and moved to the high position. After receiving the pass, he did not choose to dribble immediately, but waited for Thornwell to come up.

Dozier was just three meters away, and Elijah was struggling fiercely with him, but he saw Chen Fang grab the basketball with one hand, put it behind his back, and then waved his left hand, signaling to pull away.

Elijah immediately went to the bottom corner, and McLaughlin at the top of the arc also took a step out.

Now, no matter whether it is Dozier or Duan, whoever comes up, Chen Fang will pass the ball first. This is an excellent singles opportunity. It is only a short one or two seconds, but Sanwell feels it is extremely long.

Chen Fang's gaze was always fixed on his eyes, and he did not dodge, but kicked back hard.

His body rose and fell, but the ball was still behind him. It was more like a fake move to change his center of gravity. Sangweier was unmoved, but the next second, Chen Fang jumped straight up. As he rose, his shooting hand, which was holding the ball in his right hand, lifted the ball from behind his waist. Thanks to his huge palm, he did this move easily.

Almost reaching the highest point, the left hand of the ball protector holds the ball, forming a standard shooting posture.

Afterwards, Chen Fang raised his arm and pressed his wrist, and the dry pull-up must be done with hard plucking and finger pressure, so as to achieve the most stable directionality and accuracy.

The ball was not fast, nor did it roll violently, but it went through the basket with perfect accuracy, splashing the white net.

"Pull up shot, three-pointer, Chen Fang's goal was too hard!" Yang Yi's blood was boiling, this was the most exciting factor in basketball, don't play this on me, the pull up shot is the most invincible technique.

If I am one point better than you, I will always be better than you in everything.

Sang Weil's hand only rose to near Chen Fang's chin. He jumped back, but fell with Chen Fang.

As soon as his foot touched the ground, he turned back to see the result, and the thunderous cheers exploding in his ears made him lose his mind.

It must be a coincidence, he couldn't possibly have such accurate and amazing skills.

"Yes, that's the way it should be done. Chen Fang's best skill is shooting, not physical combat!" Hill commented, nodding his head continuously: "It's a very decisive shot. He needs to open up the situation. The team needs him to gain an advantage."

In the studio behind the camera, O'Neal shouted directly: "Tracy, look, this shooting posture is almost exactly the same as yours. You should practice more. He will be your only legacy in the league."

Barkley was analyzing what would happen after this goal: "If Chen Fang scores this one again, South Carolina's defensive strategy will have to change. He needs to replace Dozier to block and interfere with Chen Fang's shot. At this time, Dozier's weakness of poor mobility and lateral sliding will cause problems again."

"What would happen if Chen Fang seized this weakness?" Smith asked.

"Then there will be no suspense about the outcome of this match."

"When Chen Fang can pry open the defenses of Thornwell and Dozier and reach their weaknesses, South Carolina will no longer have anyone to target Chen Fang. Now, we can only hope for his hit rate."

"To put it bluntly, as long as Chen Fang wants, he will demand unlimited amounts."

As for Yang Yi, he is a person who watches the ball very carefully and is good at finding key problems. He is also analyzing this ball.

"Why, Chen Fanggao!"

"Sang Weir is 198cm tall and has a wingspan of 207cm. Chen Fang is 201cm tall and has a wingspan of 215cm. That's a difference of almost cm. Plus, your jumping ability is not as good as mine. If Chen Fang were to force a pull-up shot, Sang Weir would be completely helpless."

"I think if Chen Fang makes another jump shot, Nanka will be unable to sit still and will have to come up with a countermeasure."

And the fact is, as all the commentators judged, when Chen Fang received the ball again on the left wing through the pulling and screen of his teammates, he still put the ball behind his waist so that Thornwell could not interfere with his pass.

This time, Sangweier tried to get closer with small steps, but Chen Fang spread his legs and made a three-threat breakthrough, forcing Sangweier to stop again. He could only raise one hand high to try to interfere.

"Here it comes, Chen Fang is going to play solo again?" Countless people widened their eyes.

After Chen Fang completed the triple threat, he jumped up the next time his outstretched right leg touched the bottom. This time, he hardly bent his knees or leaned over, it was more like a vertical jump.

This time, he closed the ball faster. He protected the ball with his left hand just before the shooting hand exerted force. His arms were fully stretched after reaching the highest point and sent the basketball forward together. From Chen Fang's perspective, the basketball began to roll and rise in front of him. It was a wonderful feeling that completely locked his eyes on the basketball, following its curve until he saw the basket.

When the ball fell into the net, he had just landed and stood firm.

He felt an indescribable excitement, which was intensified when he saw Sangweier's horrified and disbelieving face in his peripheral vision.

He turned to face the audience on this side. In the front row, only the rich or the noble could afford the tickets to sit here. Before this, no matter how excited the audience in other places were, they just sat there, slightly excited, and calmly sat in their seats.

But when they saw this goal, especially when Chen Fang turned around to face them and swung his arm and punched the air with force, that strong and infectious force immediately permeated their bodies and stimulated their blood.

Then, there was one, then a few, and then a whole group. Within just one or two seconds, everyone in the front row on this side, young and old, male or female, all dressed in fancy clothes, followed Chen Fang and raised their arms and shouted.

"Chen Fang is here, Chen Fang is here!"

"Riding the wind and waves, it's about to turn the rivers and seas upside down!" Yang Yi thought of a very popular description on the domestic Internet about Chen Fang about to go crazy.

This is a sign of going crazy.

As soon as Chen Fang started roaring and waving his arms, he would begin to unleash unparalleled destructive power as powerful as a tsunami.

Martin's face was distorted, he slapped the floor angrily, he turned around on the spot, he had done everything he could, and the players had achieved their goals, they controlled most of the time, but with the last thirteen minutes, Chen Fang was still alive.

Now, he faces a difficult decision: whether to let Thornwell continue defending or to make a substitution.

His mind was racing, and the situation on the court was changing just as fast.

Dozier finally made a three-pointer, and this three-pointer helped South Carolina stop the bleeding.

37: 33.

Maybe four points is nothing, but that terrifying legend has shrouded the hearts and minds of South Carolina soldiers.

21st, is it about to start?
But Chen Fang didn't keep them waiting for long.

When South Carolina's mid-range shot attempt failed, Chen Fang grabbed his eighth rebound. He dribbled forward, continuously changing his speed to shake off Thornwell's defense. He came to three meters away from the top of the arc, suddenly passed the ball while moving, and jumped forward one or two steps. Even though Dozier was already very careful and rushed out from an oblique direction, he used his 203 height and 215 wingspan to make the final interference.

But Chen Fang, who was so confident in his fight, had no eyes for him at all, only the basketball hoop, as if it was engraved on his pupils.

The person has landed, but the ball is still flying in the sky. Chen Fang and 78,000 others are waiting for the result?

No, Chen Fang turned around and looked at the stands. He spread his arms and celebrated, and the roar that followed ignited the entire Phoenix Sports Center like a heat wave.

"Three hits in a row! Three hits in a row! Unbelievable. OMG, Chen Fang has activated his death mode. Nanka, disaster is imminent!"

Elijah, McLaughlin, Metu, every player on the field, rushed towards him.

On the bench, even Andy was jumping up and down. He was as excited as a kid getting candy on Halloween, his face full of joy.

Then he roared at the South Carolina bench not far away, and the voice-over recorded very clearly: "You can't stop him, you can't stop him, he is the chosen God of War, the God of War!"

Martin called a timeout, and the entire USC was boiling with excitement. They all rushed onto the court to greet their captain.

"Just throw it like this, do it like this!" Tony was so excited that he was the first to rush to Chen Fang.

When he came in front of the excited coach Andy, he shouted to Chen Fang: "No problem, keep it up, just play like this."

Then he said to the other players, "Go to the bottom corner, spread out, and cut horizontally repeatedly. They will double-team Chen Fang. You need to move closer to the restricted area and force them to not rotate."

Chen Fang took a gulp of water and then spit it out. This is the correct way to drink water during a competition. It does not enter the stomach, but moistens the throat, relieves dryness in the mouth, and calms the boiling blood.

Then Chen Fang poured the remaining water on his head. He didn't have to do anything, as someone naturally wiped him dry with a towel.

Panting, Chen Fang sat there, listening to the coach's instructions.

On the other side, Martin did not yell, but tried his best to control his emotions and tried to relieve the pressure on his disciples.

"Maintain a strong confrontation rhythm, speed up the rotation, let him drive, block his shots, and force him to pass as much as possible."

"It's better to expose a flaw in the defense than to be defeated by him alone. The others may not be so brave."

"Dozier, you guard him, Thornwell, keep as much distance from Dozier as possible, three meters, no further."

Martin laid out the countermeasures, then patted them on the head one by one, encouraging them: "It's only seven points, it's not scary. We must hold on!"

"There's still time, don't panic."

"40 to 33, South Carolina's problem now is not just scoring, but also facing the explosive Chen Fang. If the Chinese continue to shoot, with their offensive efficiency, the outcome will be no suspense." This is what Jim thought, and he looked at Hill.

Hill nodded: "Attack is the best defense. USC knows very well that they have to rely on Chen Fang to break through the wall of USC."

"In the last ten minutes, let's wait for the suspense to be revealed."

Chen Fang, who came back on the court, faced a crazy double-team. He wanted to run back to catch the ball, but was pulled directly by Dozier.

The referee Higgins immediately blew the whistle.

The ball was thrown from the left sideline. Chen Fang was standing on the sideline. He held Dozier against him, showing an attitude of "I'm going to catch the ball, what can you do to me?"

After receiving the ball, Chen Fang did not move immediately, but turned around and faced Dozier. The distance was five meters away from the three-pointer, but Dozier stuck to Chen Fang, which showed how nervous he was at the moment.

Chen made a big turn and swung his arms to protect the ball, then dribbled horizontally to the right, while mobilizing Dozier's defense, he suddenly lowered his hips and lowered his center of gravity.

With a large pullback in front of his body, Dozier immediately reset his pace to defend Chen Fang's change of direction, but Chen Fang used his left hand to flick the basketball back at the point of impact. His entire body turned left, and the direction of the leg power was switched synchronously.

Chen Fang pulled the basketball up with his right hand, took a step forward and rushed straight to Dozier's left side.

This lightning-fast and swift double change of direction directly blew the minds of countless people in the stands. Exclamations suddenly rang out, and people watched No. 21 rush into the three-point line, facing the South Carolina players who came to defend, and stepped into the penalty area with a change of direction without slowing down at all.

"Chen Fang received the inline ball, dribbled, changed direction, oh, he passed Dozier, sprinted, changed direction again, he broke into the penalty area, jumped up, dunked, my God, incredible goal, magic, magic, this is a crime, this is murder, Kill the USC, he should not be in the NCAA, no one here can defend him!" David, who is known as Chen Fang's personal commentator, jumped up, put one foot on the stage, held the microphone, and kept yelling.

In the CBS special commentary booth, Hill leaned back completely and took a while to sit back up. He was breathing heavily and shaking his head continuously.

His face twitched, and he grinned, "This kind of goal is bound to be the best dunk in the NCAA this year."

Yang Yi and Duan Ran were both dumbfounded. It was difficult for them to digest what had just happened.

How did Chen Fang rush in, how did he suddenly fly up, and how did he dunk the ball while riding on two people?

Seeing a large number of people falling down, both of them felt their scalps tingling. The huge noise in their ears made it impossible to hear other sounds, so they also started shouting together.

Duan Ran was extremely excited. He remembered a poem by Li Bai and, regardless of whether it was relevant to the title, he blurted out: "When the great roc rises with the wind, it soars straight up to ninety thousand miles. Even Xuanfu was afraid of the younger generation. A real man should not look down on the young."

"Chen Fang, you are the Golden Peng. After today, everyone in the world will recognize you."

"What an explosive dunk, it's as if the whole world has been destroyed by Chen Fang!" Yang Yi had no quick wit, so he could only roar with more emotion.

All the commentators went crazy. Let's go back five seconds ago. When Chen Fang stepped into the penalty area, he was ready to take off. He ignored the white figures blocking the way in front of him. When he jumped into the air, the whole space suddenly became clear and the orange basketball hoop was clearly visible.

He didn't even know how he completed the dunk. When his fingers gripped the rim and his body fell and loosened, he turned around and saw the ferocious faces of his teammates and the South Carolina players lying on the ground.

"What are you doing, what are you doing! Brother!" The veins on Elijah's neck were exposed, his dark face was visibly red, and he hugged Chen Fang.

While protecting Chen Fang as he walked out of the penalty area, Chen Fang looked up to watch the replay and realized that he had just performed a feat of jumping over three people and dunking over two of them.

Watching himself surpass all three people who jumped up from Nanka's basket with an unstoppable momentum at a height higher than the basket, even Chen Fang felt numb.

He didn't expect this result. The moment he jumped, he completely ignored who was in the penalty area.

All he could see was the basket.

It was a crazy dunk. Chen Fang could still hear his teammates’ voices in his ears: “You killed Nan Ka, you killed everyone!”

"No, it was me who grabbed the heel of the final!" Chen Fang laughed, high-fived his teammates one by one, and then walked to the free throw line.

This was a 2+1 score. Kosar rushed forward, but was the one who was knocked the farthest by Chen Fang and fell the hardest.

The moment he stood at the free throw line, the first unified shout rang out at the Phoenix Sports Center.

"MVP, MVP, MVP!"

Chen Fang, who had already prepared for the free throw, stopped, closed his eyes and listened quietly, then opened his eyes and steadily made the free throw.

43 to 33, the whole situation completely turned in USC's favor. You know, in the NCAA, even in a regular season game, it is extremely difficult to catch up with double-digit points.

But Nanka did not give up. They seemed to have been awakened by Chen Fang's shocking and heinous death dunk.

They began to madly devote themselves to the process of chasing points, holding the ball, rushing into the inside, approaching the basket, shooting, and causing damage.

But the morale of the Trojans was high, and no one could defeat them, no one could do it.

Chen Fang held the ball in the center circle. Frightened by his powerful offensive power, South Carolina's high-position defenders reacted, but Chen Fang made a powerful two-handed pass that penetrated South Carolina's defense. Metu caught the ball in an alley-oop and slammed it into the basket.

In the next round, Shaqquin, who had just replaced Elijah, showed his fast break killer nature. When Chen Fang grabbed the rebound, he had already started to move with his keen sense of smell. The basketball chased him, flew across the center circle and landed in South Carolina's half.

Catch the ball, jump up, and dunk.

Three consecutive dunks not only ignited the court, but also ignited all USC fans.

"Final, final, final!" Countless people began to shout.

No one wanted to sit down; even the well-dressed dignitaries in the front row stood up.

They found their former passionate selves and threw themselves wholeheartedly into cheering and shouting.

And all of this comes from one person.

Chinese, Chen Fang!

Chen Fang is now completely open. He is no longer a falcon, but a golden roc. He can fly 90,000 miles when he spreads his wings. The entire stadium is shrouded in his light.

As soon as Chen Fang received the ball at the top of the arc, two South Carolina players rushed over, and one of them even jumped up to defend his jump shot.

But Chen Fang took a step sideways, passed by the jumping man, and after moving out to the inside, he hit the ground and passed the ball to Nick in the inside, who scored on the rebound.

This also resulted in Chen Fang's tenth assist.

"Triple-double, an amazing triple-double, an unprecedented record. Chen Fang achieved the first triple-double in history in the NCAA National Four!" The commentator had been waiting for this moment. With the reminder of the staff, everyone had paid close attention to Chen Fang's data three minutes ago. He was just two assists short.

Chen Fang, who had a triple-double, has led USC to a 14-point lead over South Carolina, 56:42.

His magnificent statistics, 24 points, 10 assists, 10 rebounds, 3 fouls and 1 steal, filled the data column on the scoreboard.

All South Carolina people fell into great sorrow. Countless people covered their faces and cried, leaning on each other for comfort. The cruel sport showed its most charming side at this moment.

Sadness and joy happened at the same time. Next to the cheering people, there were a few people with sad faces sitting.

The camera kept scanning the stands, presenting this scene clearly to the eyes of those watching in front of the TV.

With three minutes left in the second half, Chen Fang was substituted out. At this moment, South Carolina had a 16-point lead.

64: 48.

Even the craziest person will eventually face failure.

Chen Fang lay down on the chair completely relaxed. He said to the head coach Andy who remained calm, "We are going to the finals."

"Yes, that day is coming."

"Come on, coach, this isn't the end."

"Yes." Looking at the extremely tired Chen Fang, Andy leaned over and gave Chen Fang a big hug.

"Thank you for coming. This is the gospel of the entire USC. Whether you believe in the existence of God or not, at this moment, I regard you as God's grace."

"Coach, you are also the most important person in my life."

Chen Fang stretched out his hand, and the master and disciple held it tightly.

The camera captured this scene accurately.

"This must be the most classic scene in NCAA history," Vitale said. At this time, only he was qualified to make a summary.

"Andy personally recruited Chen Fang, and Chen Fang faced numerous offers but chose the mediocre USC. Over the past six months, they have worked together sincerely and united as one to bring the Trojans to unprecedented heights."

"This is a microcosm of the NCAA's century-long history, countless championships, countless achievements, just like the tightly clasped hands of the master and apprentice. I really want to register a logo for this image; this totem is so classic."

When the referee Higgins blew the whistle to end the game, the South Carolina players, who had been mentally prepared, fell to the ground dejectedly.

Thornwell, Dozier, Duane, Kosar, they were sitting or lying, their eyes were confused, and when they saw the USC players jumping and celebrating wildly, tears welled up in their eyes.

At this moment, they tasted the bitterness of defeat.

Martin suppressed his grief, brought the coaching staff to the stadium, and hugged the players one by one. He kept comforting them and told them that he was proud of them and that their performance was worth remembering forever by South Carolina.

Just as the South Carolina players were in great sorrow, a passionate celebration was taking place in the other half of the game.

All the people from USC surrounded Chen Fang, but Chen Fang pulled Andy to his side. The two of them were surrounded in the center, jumping, cheering, and shouting together.

But a few minutes later, when Chen Fang was interviewed by CBS, facing Vitale's congratulations and questions, Chen Fang restrained his excitement and answered with a serious expression.

"We won't celebrate for too long. Tonight, we will start preparing for the match. Now is not the time to relax."

"See you on April 4th!"

"See you later!" Chen Fang replied.

He looked around and walked towards the stands. Countless people cheered for him. Chen Fang responded one by one. Finally, he found Duan Ran.

"Give me the microphone." Chen Fang smiled.

Duan Ran was very excited and he handed over the microphone.

"What do you want to ask?"

"Mood, how are you feeling now?" Duan Ran was very excited.

"It's good, but I believe I can do better in two days."

"Chen Fang, hundreds of millions of Chinese people are watching this game today. What do you want to say to them?"

Facing the camera, Chen Fang patted his chest.

“The Chinese can do it!”

(End of this chapter)