Chapter 771

"A little, a little."

Qi Yi silently calculates the time and tells himself in his heart. Looking at the gradually opened difference in the game, even Qi Yi is already worried.

Huo Yiheng has been watching the changes in the field nervously. He doesn't want to play the last two minutes of the games.

And Qi Yi promised to worry for them all the time since he came on the stage. Seeing Qi Yi's tactics working and scoring continuously, her heart relaxed a little.

But then he was immediately chased by the opposite side. Later, he even realized anti super, which made the promise raise his heart to his throat.

The situation on the field is changing rapidly. If you don't grasp the opportunity, it will delay the opportunity. Qi Yi also understands this truth, so he has been waiting.

Now the score is 59-65, with three minutes left.

Sixty one to sixty-nine, two minutes.

Sixty four to seventy-four, one minute.

Now Qi Yi holds the ball.

There are so many differences.

Everyone on and off the field thinks so, but there is another person who doesn't think so, that is Qi Yi. So far, the situation on the field is still under his control.

Qi Yi has been waiting for this time. There is about a minute left. However, the opposite people will naturally relax their vigilance unconsciously because of their huge leading advantages. In addition, the two tactics they used previously make the opposite people ambiguous about their defense. How to prevent themselves has become a question in their mind.

What Qi Yi has been waiting for is such an opportunity. It's just the right time, the right place and the right people. Now it's the right time. Whether it's the tactical effect that I have worked out before or the influence from the innate external factors, now is undoubtedly the best time.

Qi Yi leads the ball to the opponent's half court. His defenders are obviously hesitant. They don't know where the defensive focus should be. Qi Yi has been looking left and right since he saw him. It seems that Qi Yi is looking for a gap to pass the ball. Moreover, most of the time in this game is also playing the role of a point guard to organize the attack.

In this way, it will give the opposite side a kind of illusion, that is, the thinking inertia mentioned above. Qi Yi thinks that he is still worried about his behavior in the first half and doesn't dare to make moves at will. However, this is the last moment of the game. How can it not change a little.

Qi Yi has been confusing the opponent with his eyes since he made eye contact with the other side, which seems to be a move to find an empty pass, unconsciously letting the opposite side shift the focus of defense to the defensive pass.

Qi Yi seizes the opportunity to play a time difference. He takes off, aims, and shoots. He is clean and neat. He doesn't drag the water. All his moves are in one go. The defender has not even taken off, and the ball has been caught.

Three points, the referee gestures.

Sixty seven is seventy-four.

This is just the beginning. The drama from Qi Yi is just about to be staged.

The spectators around the stadium all sighed, but they didn't get too much reaction, because the game is near the end, the difference is not small, it's difficult to catch up.

"Give me the ball."

Qi Yi said to his teammates after returning to his half-time.

From now on, it's Qi Yi's real performance. It's a fight between life and death.

Seeing the ball coming from the other side, Qi Yi and his teammates put up their last energy to fight for victory.

Other people look at Qi Yi. This man has brought them too many surprises since this festival. Now he has no choice but to believe him.

Seventy to seventy-six, another three points. Qi Yi reduced the difference by another one.

But time keeps walking.

But different from before, the audience began to boil again. Because they seem to see Qi Yi's side is not willing to admit defeat, and they are still full of fighting spirit and are desperately pursuing.

Qi Yi holds the ball and comes to the opponent's half court. Now the opposite side has understood his tactics. It's hard to deceive the opponent with fake eyes like before, but simply put on a posture that I'm going to throw. Just go ahead.

From now on, every point is very important. No one dares to throw the ball at will, so Qi Yi will not throw it at will. When Qi Yi comes near the three-point line, two people will come to him immediately and want to block all his routes, including throwing and passing.

However, even in the face of such a situation, Qi Yi did not hesitate to take off.

But it's not the same as before. Qi Yi's shot is not the same as before. Previously, he just shot recklessly because he was angry for a while and didn't believe in his low hit rate. Now, even if the timing of his shot is bad, he has to choose to shoot.

Because, in his body is not only carrying his own these things, but also more is his teammate behind him, Huo Yiheng off the field, even the promise Liu Qingqing in the audience has the same obsession in his body.

Therefore, Qi Yi's unremitting shot is quite different from the one he shot for himself in the first half. He is no longer blind, no longer aggressive, and takes off calmly, aiming and shooting.

Seventy three is seventy-six, another three.

Qi Yi's action now can't be simpler. There is no extra action. Take the ball, take it to the three-point line, take off and shoot.

This is how he repeats the action mechanically. No matter what kind of defender he is facing, he is always able to take off with an indomitable momentum, then shoot, and then score.

Until this time, all talents believe that this is not an impossible thing to achieve a reversal, and the whole stadium is boiling again. At this moment of victory, Qi Yi's three points record ignited everyone's enthusiasm.

The whole stadium was cheering.

Liu Qingqing is even crazy because of Qi Yi's performance. Even the promise that she had been sitting on the stage before, after watching Huo Yiheng's performance, she was only slightly praised. Now, she can't help shouting with the surrounding student audience.

"Three points! Three points! Three points! "

Just as it is said that it's not too big to watch the bustle, watching the game is just a time of passion, so the audience around him has been shouting at Qi Yi to let him continue to throw the three-point ball.

"Qi Yi! Qi Yi! Qi Yi! " Liu Qingqing takes out the last strength to cheer Qi Yi on.

At this time, the people watching the ball know another name, Qi Yi.