Qiu Cifeng passes the ball!

"seven!"

Xu Changhe received the ball at a 45-degree angle. The person in front of him had just gone to block Qiu Cifeng. Although he returned to defense quickly, he was still a step too slow!

"six!"

"It's Xu Changhe! Down by two points, he still manages to shoot a three-pointer. Jiangdian didn't defend the three-pointer properly! They're going to pay the price!"

After Xu Changhe reached out on the other side, he passed the ball to Lu Yibei, who was also outside the three-point line.

"five!"

Lu Yibei raised his hand, and the opposing inside player who rushed out was fooled by his feint and almost fell over.

He Lin had rushed over to help defend, but he was nearly ten centimeters shorter than Lu Yibei and was not as physically strong.

"Four!"

Lu Yibei accelerated, trying to shake off He Lin.

The opposing captain seemed to have put all his remaining energy into this one ball.

He clung tightly to Lu Yibei.

"three!"

Lu Yibei used his physical abilities to jump and prepare for a pull-up jumper.

Ji Qingqian stared at her boyfriend's back, then suddenly looked at the spot next to him—the spot where He Lin should have been: "...Ah."

"As expected, it's Lu Yibei! He came out from the bench, defended the opposing number 4 in the diagonal section, and even fought with the inside player—it makes perfect sense to let him take the game-winning shot!"

"two!"

Lu Yibei passed the ball.

"Holy crap! Who is this PG?!"

The point guard next to Lu Yibei, who had been let go by He Lin, threw the ball out just before the buzzer.

"one!"

Swipe it.

It fell into the net.

Whistle blows!

The score is valid!