The hero who crossed the line of fire has a dream

Chapter 915 Hollow!

Luck is also a kind of strength. When the gap is small, the effect of luck will be victorious.

Maybe Wang Yue's previous good luck allowed him to make a few narrow shots, but the distance of the fifth round shot was obviously beyond the range that luck could cover.

Yan Hong and many others were thinking, not to mention letting Wang Yue throw the ball into the basket, it was a question of whether Wang Yue's delicate palms that resembled a woman could throw it so far.

Wang Yue started shooting.

The first ball was not strong enough, and it was still half a step away from the basketball hoop, so it failed.

The second ball was barely strong enough, but it deviated a distance from the basket and failed.

For the third ball, the basketball slammed into the basket hard without stopping, and was bounced far away with a bang, failing.

For the fourth goal, after several failed shots, Wang Yue's hand feeling became ridiculously poor. This time, he didn't even touch the rebound.

Yan Hong curled his lips and smiled, and things really developed as he expected. He only managed to make the shot by luck. Wang Yue, who has no basketball background and even substandard shooting posture and technique, couldn't make it. Even if you are lucky, it is impossible, unless your luck is against the sky.

Everyone is thinking so.

Those who don't support Wang Yue have already put on a teasing arc like watching a joke, while those who support Wang Yue have their hearts hanging, but their sense of trust cannot be suspended.

When a dull voice sounded, all the different expressions instantly became incomparably unified, and all the stunned faces were filled with astonishment or amazement.

Because just at that moment, in the fifth round, Wang Yue had the last chance to shoot, and he made a hollow shot, which was extremely beautiful.

The person who pays the most attention to you will always be your opponent. This is an unchanging iron law. Yan Hong saw Wang Yue use the last shot to make a hollow shot, but he was also the last one to come out of surprise. people.

Yan Hong, the basketball team members, the physical education teacher, everyone present, even Zhang Dikuai and others, all undeniably believed that Wang Yue did not have such amazing shooting skills.

There is only one reason that can explain Wang Yue's shooting, luck against the sky!

At this time, Yan Hong was not angry with Wang Yue for his successful shot, but rather angry with Wang Yue for having such unfathomable luck, and this kind of unfavorable luck, which is rare in a century, was hit by him.

The sixth round of shooting is standing at the position of the self-defined six-point line, and both sides have four shooting opportunities.

For the upcoming sixth round of shooting, Yan Hong knew that if he set the distance from the six-point line, he might not be able to make a shot even if he was given [-] chances, let alone four.

The reason is the same, far, too far, so far that the basket is blurred.

"Hey, Yan Hong, the provincial champion of the school exchange competition, hurry up and shoot. We are still waiting for the shooting to end to buy lottery tickets. When we win the prize, we will buy red dates for you. If it weren't for you, we would not have found Wang Yue today. It's such good luck."

It's no wonder Zhang's yelling at Yan Hong, it's no wonder he said that, if Wang Yue's unnatural luck today is not used to buy lottery tickets, it is really unreasonable.

Yan Hong gritted his teeth slightly and made a slight clucking sound, his face was so dark that ink would drip out.

He originally thought that he could easily defeat Wang Yue by switching the duel area to the basketball field that he is best at and Wang Yue is not.

Although we must have confidence in everything, we must also have self-knowledge.

Yan Hong knew that he was bound to lose in the sixth round of shooting, but fortunately, Wang Yue had no hope of success. Just when Wang Yue's luck was overwhelmed again and he succeeded in shooting by luck, it did not hurt his reputation in the slightest.

After all, Wang Yue relies on luck rather than actual basketball skills. Even if he loses, it is human nature, because the competition is already beyond the reach of human beings.

Yan Hong made a shot.

For the first time, hit the rebound and failed to shoot.

The second time, hit the basket and failed to shoot.

The third time, he hit the basket and failed to shoot.

For the fourth time, he hit the basket and failed to shoot.

No miracle happened, and the final result was as Yan Hong himself and the audience expected, Yan Hong failed to shoot.

Every time He Yanhong dribbled the ball to the line in a chic way, Wang Yue walked to the line with the basketball in the palm of his hands clumsily every time.

"Wang Yue, I have convinced you, do you dare to make another lucky shot?"

"Wang Yue, as long as you hit the sixth round, I will buy more than 99 roses to confess my love to you, senior!"

"Senior sister, don't you want to grab it with your junior sister?"

"No! no! no! The senior belongs to your junior sister, and the junior belongs to our senior sister!"

Although the possibility of Wang Yue succeeding in shooting is almost zero, there are a group of seniors shouting enthusiastically, and the surrounding seniors and juniors are full of jealousy, but because the opponent is Wang Yue, they But helpless.

No one of them had Wang Yue's handsome and handsome face, nor did they possess the monstrous talent for crossing the line of fire, or the almost formidable luck in basketball.

Since ancient times, it has never been a nonsense that beauties love heroes.

"Dear Wang Yue, if you make a successful shot, he will marry you, okay!" Zhang Kuai shouted coquettishly.

"You son of a bitch, why are you yelling!" the skinny man roared angrily.

"I'm cooperating with the atmosphere, you don't understand!"

"This pretense is good, I give it ten points!"

Because the result was so clear at a glance, the atmosphere before Wang Yue's shot was not the slightest bit tense, but extremely relaxed and active.

This is not difficult to understand, because everyone is young, and the final result is that Wang Yue failed to shoot and the two sides ended in a tie. Naturally, there is no tension in the already known outcome.

"Wang Yue just take it easy and just shoot casually. Anyway, the worst result is a tie."

Xuanxuan's cheering words were like a stone falling into a calm lake, causing waves of ripples, which instantly provoked many girls to shout for cheering.

"Brother-in-law, come on!" Jian Xi's crisp and silvery voice instantly eclipsed all the girls' voices.

At this time, Wang Yue had already reached the position of the self-defined six-point line, and his palms were still ups and downs, slapping the basketball very irregularly.

At first glance, Wang Yue feels extremely inconsistent with the sport of basketball. At first glance, he feels that he is not suitable for playing basketball.

Yan Hong folded his hands on his chest comfortably, and with a scornful mouth, he said lightly: "I very much look forward to your luck once again, if so, I will be convinced!"

Wang Yue asked back: "Do you need it?"

After saying this, Wang Yue, who was standing at the self-defined six-point line, raised his palm high, and directly threw the basketball in his hand. The gentle movement made people wonder whether he could throw the ball so far .

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

Hollow!

Perfect basket!

(End of this chapter)