The CEO’s flower-protecting dragon

The current score between the Chinese Department team and the Engineering College team is 50 to 52, with two and a half minutes left.

The Engineering College team simply changed their tactics and no longer asked for offense. Anyway, as long as they could hold on to the two-point advantage, they would win in the end.

Chen Feihong's yelling resonated with many people, and everyone looked at Jiang Hao with contempt and booed.

"What a hot chicken thing, it makes people angry!"

"Today I have seen what it means to spoil a pot of soup with a mouse excrement. Isn't this just disgusting!"

"It's a pity. If this hot chick hadn't been a drag, the Chinese department would have really had a chance to win."

"It's too late. There are less than two minutes left. The Chinese department has no chance to break through the defense line. The defeat is certain."

The girls on the cheerleading team all pouted and looked unhappy. Liu Yingying and Zhou Qiqi held hands and couldn't bear to see what happened next.

Wang Shijin sighed feebly, feeling a deep despair lingering in her heart.

Everyone sighed, this match was a pity, a miracle could have happened.

Seeing that he seemed to have made people angry, Jiang Hao felt nervous. He turned around and saw that there was less than one minute left on the timer. He thought that it was impossible for them to score in such a short time, so he passed the ball to Chen Feihong beside him. .

The Engineering College team immediately took action. Three team members were focused on Qin Fan, and the other two were guarding Chen Feihong, leaving him with no room to attack.

In the end, Chen Feihong made a fake move and deceived the opponent's player, and finally found a chance to pass the ball to Qin Fan outside the three-point line.

At this moment, the five players from the Engineering College team quickly formed a defensive formation. There were only thirty seconds left. It was almost a fantasy for Qin Fan to break through the iron barrel defense line and score by shooting in this time.

Moreover, the gap between the two sides was two points, which meant that Qin Fan had to score from beyond the two-point line to have any hope of winning. With the interference of so many people, Jordan couldn't even do it.

After Qin Fan got the ball, he estimated the relationship between himself and the backboard, bent his legs, jumped up, and flew towards the backboard.

The theater audience was stunned again.

"Oh my god, what is he going to do?"

"This is a slam dunk stance. Is he going for a three-point slam dunk?"

"It's impossible. Looking at the basketball world, there has never been a three-point slam dunk. This is impossible!"

Everyone slowed down their breathing and stared at the majestic figure in the sky. They felt incredible. The slam dunk was enough to shock people. He also wanted to slam dunk with three points, which was not so outrageous in his dreams.

At that moment, everyone inside and outside the stadium was stunned.

Thousands of pairs of eyes gathered at the same time, and even the players of the Engineering College team forgot to defend, raised their heads and looked stupidly at Qin Fan quickly approaching the backboard.

Thump…thump…

Everyone's heart beat like a drum.

The time has entered the countdown.

Ten seconds!

Nine seconds!

Eight seconds…

Three seconds!

Two seconds!

The time is coming soon.

boom!

At the critical moment, Qin Fan finally flew to the backboard.

He gritted his teeth, dunked, and threw the ball into the basket.

drop!

The moment the timer reached zero, the number belonging to the Chinese department on the scorer suddenly changed to fifty-three.

Because Qin Fan used too much force, his body slammed into the backboard, directly smashing the glass backboard into pieces.

The shards of glass fell to the ground with clatter, Qin Fan did a somersault and landed gracefully.

The field was boiling again, and countless girls put their hands on their mouths and shouted loudly: "Teacher Qin, you are so handsome, I must marry you!"

Then, thunderous applause and cheers filled the sky.

This is definitely the most exciting, suspenseful and exciting game they have ever seen. The NBA and CBA are both weak!

Wang Shijin, Liu Yingying and Zhou Qiqi all rushed into the field, hugged Qin Fan's arms from left to right, and said all kinds of compliments.

The referee was a professional teacher from the Sports Academy. His eyes were flashing with fanaticism and he murmured to himself: "This explosive power and accuracy are several levels higher than those of professional players. I'm afraid there is no one like this in the world." A few of them are too perverted."

The sky above the stadium is filled with an exciting and miraculous name.

"Qin Fan! Qin Fan!"

There is no doubt that after today's incident, the school will have another miracle that will be talked about with great enthusiasm.

The referee was in a daze for a while. It was not until the assistant bumped his arm with his elbow that he realized what he was doing and blew the whistle forcefully to announce the result.

"In this game, the Chinese team wins!"

As soon as the whistle blows, the outcome is decided.

Jiang Hao spit on the ground fiercely, his eyes were full of jealousy and resentment, without any joy of victory, and he secretly hated in his heart, this kid is really evil, he can jump so high, is he a grasshopper? ?

Before even a few words had been exchanged, more and more people rushed into the venue. Some were clamoring for photos, others for autographs, and this was the treatment given to international superstars.

Fortunately, Chen Feihong and others were strong and strong, and there were several girls around Qin Fan, so the students did not dare to move too much, so they quickly returned to the backstage lounge under their escort.

It's a boys' place, so a few girls were too embarrassed to come in, so they waited outside the door.

The players seemed to be well prepared. After closing the door, they threw Qin Fan into the air, several times before stopping.

"Teacher Qin, we won!"

"The last shot was so awesome. Teacher Qin, how did you do it?"

"In my mind, no one can do a three-point slam dunk. It's not just awesome, it's a magical move."

A group of people looked at him with admiration.

Qin Fan's amazing performance today is worthy of any praise in the world.

"It's nothing great. I've said it before. It's just that my physical fitness is better than the average person." Qin Fan chuckled.

"Teacher Qin, you are just pretending to be too modest. Can you please be nicer? Not to mention other things, just the last three-point dunk distance, even the top athletes in the world may not be able to do it!" Chen Feihong said.

"Yes, Teacher Qin, from today on, I will be your biggest fan, and I will never change in my life!" Liu Jun said.

Everyone was talking and took out their pens, imitating the little fans who were conquered by Qin Fan, muttering for signatures.

Qin Fan scratched his head, "It's not that exaggerated, is it?"

"Of course we have. You can imagine that after the video of today's game is spread, Teacher Qin will definitely dominate the news. At that time, we may not be able to get the signatures if we want them, so now it's first-come-first-served basis." Liu Jun joked.

After being told by them, Qin Fan sheepishly signed his name and agreed to go out to celebrate and have fun at night. Then he changed his clothes and prepared to leave.

What's the point of chatting with a rough old man? There are a bunch of cute girls waiting for him outside.