Everyone watching below fell silent, gasping in shock at Pei Zhi.
The next second, Pei Zhi dribbled the ball and charged forward.
A forceful layup was clearly not going to work. Just when everyone thought Pei Zhi was going to waste the last few seconds, he suddenly turned around and passed the ball to Jiang Cheng from behind.
Jiang Cheng caught the ball steadily. He glanced at Pan Qing, who was defending him, and then at the timer.
Three seconds left.
He didn't move, but just patted the ball with a cold gaze.
One, two, three...
Then he took a step back, a large distance from the three-point line.
Pan Qing's defense relaxed instantly.
A confident smile appeared on his face; he felt that Jiang Cheng had already given up.
With only one second left, what can you do in one second, especially when you're so far from the basket beyond the three-point line?
However, with only half a second left on the timer, he saw the person in front of him suddenly release the ball. The ball flew and slid through the air, and with a "whoosh," the timer stopped.
All eyes were focused on the ball.
A three-pointer that decides life or death.
The ball was actually thrown at a fairly fast speed, but everything seemed to be in slow motion.
Swish.
The ball traced a perfect arc in the air before smoothly passing through the net and landing on the ground.
The boy who pitched the ball had a determined look in his eyes, and in the nick of time, his shot never missed.
A deafening roar of screams and applause erupted from the audience, igniting the atmosphere both on and off the field. Many people jumped up and down in excitement.
The sound waves were so loud they almost blew the roof off.
"Holy crap, Brother Cheng, that's awesome!" Qin Yufan even changed his way of addressing him.
"That's amazing!" Tong Kai exclaimed excitedly, his neck turning red.
Qin Yufan excitedly rushed to Jiang Cheng's side, almost picking him up in her arms.
But when she met his cold gaze, her rationality returned instantly.
He reluctantly lowered his arm and scratched the back of his head.
The spectators in the stands jumped and cheered, many leaping up excitedly, shouting, "Goal! Goal! No. 1 Middle School won!!!"
Many people spontaneously shouted, "No. 1 Middle School, champion!!"
"No. 1 High School, champion!!"
"No. 1 High School, champion!!"
Then, someone started chanting, "M, V, P!"
"M, V, P!"
"M, V, P!"
Cheers erupted continuously, and the place was filled with the noise of the crowd.
Jiang Cheng stood in the center of the court, his calm demeanor seemingly out of place with everything around him.
It was as if he wasn't the one who made that last-second game-winning shot.
The shouts behind him were deafening. In front of the crowded stands, Pei Xi stood up.
At that very moment, Jiang Cheng looked over at the commotion and noise.
Their gazes met across the thousands of people.
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