I really play basketball

Chapter 3 The Perfect High School Career

In the last minute, with a score of 1 to 65, St. Joseph Santa Maria High School, which held the ball, led Crossroads High School by 64 point.

The situation was not in favor of Cross Road High School, Lin Xing felt the pressure.

The old boy Kidd is in control of the ball and has already started to use his trash talk to interfere with Lin Xing's mentality.

"Believe me, Star, after this round, our lead will be further extended to at least 3 points!"

Lin Xing ignored him, didn't say a word, and concentrated on defending.

Kidd accelerated and seemed to be passing Lin Xing, but then he braked suddenly and stopped at a high position.

Smoothly, with a flick of the wrist, the basketball flew away.

In the next second, there was a bang!
Walker hung high above the basket, and the on-site commentary announced loudly:

"It's Jason Kidd again, making an unexpected pass and finding Walker directly."

"Walker catches the ball and dunks successfully, 67 to 64, St. Joseph Santa Maria High School leads by 3 points!"

"There are only 53 seconds left before they win this final..."

Lin Xing received the ball from the backcourt, controlled it to the frontcourt, and continued to face Kidd.

"A three-point lead is enough to kill the game!

You will still be my defeat, Star..."

Kidd's trash talk sounded again, Lin Xing frowned:
"Shut up, Jason, your trash talk sucks!

Only 3 points, one round is enough to smooth it out! "

Kidd sneered, he didn't think Lin Xing could even out the 3-point deficit within one round.

Because Lin Xing has no three-pointers, and even the entire Crossroads High School, the only player who can provide stable three-point firepower is Rich Roberts.

At this time, Rich Roberts encountered the strict marking of St. Joseph St. Mary High School.

Lin Xing, who doesn't have a three-point range, can only start one on the spot.

The left arm that didn't control the ball was raised high, and it hit Kidd's chest heavily.

After an elbow, Lin Xing smashed a bloody road, and he rushed in like the wind and thunder.

Behind him, Kidd, who had lost his position, rubbed his chest and shook his head secretly:

Isn't this still two points?Maybe, not even two points...

He saw Ellison, who was defending, with his long arms raised high, already covering Lin Xing.

Lin Xing jumped up with enthusiasm, holding the ball with one hand, and pointed directly at the basket!

Ellison thinks this is an opportunity, an opportunity to risk flying Lin Xing.

He also jumped up with wide eyes and stretched his arms.

Seeing this big briquette flying over the arena, Lin Xing knew that this guy had been fooled.

"Lin still wants to dunk, but his opponent is the tall and long-armed Ellison..."

"No, no more dunks, he retracted the basketball, pulled the bar with a low backhand, and shook Ellison away!"

"God, what kind of fairy is this?"

With a bang, the two sturdy bodies collided, and Ellison immediately fell.

Lin Xing seemed to have stopped in the air, his body was completely folded together, and he raised his hand and threw the basketball out.

The falling Ellison still wanted to interfere, but the long arm inevitably caught Lin Xing...

beep!
The referee blew his whistle, and the next second——

With a bang, the basketball also got into the net frame!

The Pyramid Stadium boiled instantly, and incredible cheers erupted immediately.

"The goal was scored, and Lin Xing also caused a foul by Ellison. He has a chance to hit a three-pointer!"

Kidd was stunned. Are you sure it's human?
Can this ball be scored?Can this ball draw a foul?This game is instantly unstable!

Swish-!
Lin Xing stood on the free throw line and made an extra free throw.

The score jumped, 67 to 67.

The score was tied, this game is indeed unstable!
"Lin Xing succeeded with a three-pointer, and Cross Road High School and St. Joseph Santa Maria High School are back on the same starting line..."

At this moment, there are only 36 seconds left in the game.

In the American high school league, an offensive round lasts 30 seconds, which means that Crossroads High School has another offensive round.

But now, it's St. Joseph Santa Maria's turn to attack.

Frank Laporte, the head coach of St. Joseph Santa Maria High School and the legendary Midi High School coach, called a timeout and decided to arrange a wave.

On the other side, at Crossroads High School, Lin Xing took the tactical board from the unknown head coach Darryl Lope.

"There is nothing to say, everyone, we must defend the next goal, and then use a lore to take away the victory of this game!"

The timeout ends quickly, and the game resumes—

According to Lin Xing's request, the four teammates faced off and stared down their opponents. As for Kidd, he left it to Lin Xing himself.

"The single defense of 62 may not be able to deal with this old boy Kidd, but there is no way, even if he can't deal with it!"

Gritting his teeth, watching Kidd, who received the ball, move slowly and stop at the top of the arc.

He wasted his time, waiting for his teammates to move by the way.

But soon, Kidd discovered that the other players at Crossroads High School completely disregarded the overall defense, man-to-man and man-to-man.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, Kidd did not wait for even a good opportunity to pass the ball.

He understands that he has to do it himself!
Although he is a point guard with less offensive desire, but at the critical moment, when it is time to stand up, he can still stand up.

Stepping out with his right foot quickly, Kidd took a tentative step, trying to shake Lin Xing away.

Lin Xing's defensive judgment is really not strong, but at this moment, he must make a practical judgment.

He gritted his teeth and chose to believe that it was just a tentative step. At the moment, his center of gravity remained motionless.

Kidd, who failed to shake Lin Xing away, could only follow the tentative steps and walk down boldly.

But when he took the second step, Lin Xing immediately followed.

"Keep up, Jason Kidd failed to get rid of Lin Xing..."

"He rushed out two steps, still surrounded by Lin Xing..."

"The offense is almost dead, time is running out, he can only shoot against the defense!"

In the middle distance, Kidd threw the ball in a weird posture...

Bang-dang-!
Kidd's face changed, and in his eyes, the basketball hit the frame.

"Rebound, rebound!"

Although Dabai is bulky and unable to jump, the rebounding competition still depends more on the card position.

He stuck in position, one hand, and the rebound was there.

Then, with a beep, Cross Road High School called a timeout!

"call!"

"It's paused, this is really... a turnaround!"

"Lin Xing's perfect defense, staring down Jason Kidd..."

"At the critical moment, his performance is too critical!"

In the commentary seat, the commentator praised Lin Xing crazily.

The outcome is still undecided, but at least Crossroads still has a chance to win this game.

After a pause, Lin Xing took away Darryl Lope's tactical board again.

"We need a game-winning shot in six seconds..."

No one knows what kind of lore tactic Lin Xing arranged in place of the head coach.

No one knows what kind of defensive tactics St. Joseph Santa Maria High School will deploy at the last moment.

Soon, the timeout ended, and Lin Xing stood in the arena with a cold expression.

Kidd is no longer in the mood to talk trash. In 6 seconds, there is no possibility of counter lore.

He just wanted to stare at Lin Xing and drag the game into overtime.

Beep!
The referee blew his whistle and handed the ball to power forward Price.

Within five seconds, he has to deliver the ball.

Lin Xing quickly circled around. He knew that not only had to deliver the ball, but he had to be the one who received it.

If someone else catches the ball, this lore tactic will be troublesome.

So, he circled around a lot, passed a screen, and at the last second, he barely caught the ball.

Standing outside the top of the arc, the game is already counting down.

"6 seconds!"

Time was running out, Dabai Bradley stepped forward and gave him a cover.

Lin Xing accelerated and rushed in directly.

"5 seconds!"

"Lin Xing rushed in!"

Lin Xing sprinted, inside, Ellison came up to defend.

On the back side, Kidd also bypassed the screen, trying to pinch Lin Xing, who did not have a long-range shot.

For this reason, Bradley and Price on the outside were both emptied.

The only one who is closely watched is Rich Roberts who can vote.

pass?St. Joseph St. Mary High School didn't give a chance at all.

Play by yourself?Ellison has stepped up...

"4 seconds!"

"3 seconds!"

No time, no other options...

Lin Xing took a step forward, facing Ellison, and directly raised his hand!

"2 seconds!"

"Stepping on the free throw line, Lin Xing shot directly!"

"The last 1 seconds!"

The final countdown, suddenly, hum——!
The timer sounded a long beep, shaking the entire arena, and at the same time, the red light was lit, and the red light shone on the entire arena.

The basketball is still flying, full of fans, reporters, scouts...

They all opened their mouths wide, held their breath, and stared at the basketball.

next second...

Swish-!
"The ball is in!"

The narrator was pulling his throat, and by the end, his voice was already hoarse.

With a bang, the entire arena erupted like a volcanic eruption, and the noise almost toppled the roof of the arena.

"The goal was scored, Lin Xing completed the lore!"

"The perfect defense in the previous round, and the free throw line throw lore in this round, he single-handedly killed the defending champion St. Joseph Santa Maria High School..."

"Leading Los Angeles Crossroads High School to be crowned this year's California Champion!"

On the court, Lin Xing, who completed the lore, became the focus of the audience.

At the focal point, he turned around and stood there unexcited, calm, and even indifferent.

Enjoying the cheers and worship of the audience, let the teammates hug and pat themselves excitedly...

There is only one thought in my mind--

"This high school career is perfect!"

……

On both sides of the court, there are excited crowds, heartbroken crowds, but there are also crowds that are incompatible with the atmosphere of the entire arena.

In the private room at the height of the stands, the three people in suits and leather shoes who were extremely calm were like this.

They are not as fanatical as the real fans in the arena. Although their eyes are fixed on the center of the court, they always have a little scrutiny.

It wasn't until this surprising lore was completed that the middle-aged white man who was the leader of the three applauded in amazement following the rhythm of the audience.

Then, he turned his head and asked his two companions in a questioning tone:

"Speaking of which, we still have a full scholarship?"

Standing on the left was a young black man with a bald head. He could guess what the middle-aged white man was thinking at a glance: "You don't want to recruit Lin Xing, do you?"

The surprised rhetorical question made the middle-aged white man feel strange: "Can't you?"

The bald black man shook his head and said directly, "I'm afraid not."

"why?"

The bald black man faltered, as if he dared not tell the truth.

The middle-aged white man was even more puzzled, tilting his head and asking:
"We are UCLA, the most glorious team in NCAA history and the representative of Los Angeles,

And Lin Xing is the head star of Los Angeles Crossroads High School, and he will definitely be this year's Mr. Basketball in California.

Isn't it a matter of course that LA's reps are recruiting the best high school stars in California this year?

So, exactly why..."

"Simple, Jim doesn't like it."

The companion on the other side, an old man with white hair, finally broke the silence.

For a very simple and rude reason, when the middle-aged white man heard the name Jim, he immediately fell silent.

Of course he knew who Jim was, Jim Harrick, the current head coach of UCLA.

Although this middle-aged white man was in charge of UCLA's admissions work this year, it was still Jim Harrick who made the final decision.

"Why doesn't Jim like it?"

The middle-aged white man pointed to Lin Xing who was preparing to win the cup on the court,
"A tall point guard who just beat Jason Kidd, with skilled ball handling, sharp drives, precise passing, and extremely outstanding physical talent, how can Jim not like it?"

"There are two reasons for not liking..."

Still a white-haired old man, he raised two fingers,
"First of all, his style of play is not pleasant. You should have seen that this guy has a lot of small moves, but if I tell you that this is just the tip of the iceberg, you may be surprised..."

There is no need to repeat the [-]v[-] in the first season of high school, just [-]v[-] plus a full-year ban is enough to explain everything.

Since the sophomore season of high school, Lin Xing has turned into an old Yinbi, and there are at least two opponents lying in front of him.

Hearing the first reason, the middle-aged white man spread his hands: "What is this? These days, who doesn't play basketball?"

"We're UCLA..."

"What about UCLA? Can UCLA eliminate all physical confrontation on the court?"

"Lin Xing's movements are not simple physical confrontation..."

"In my opinion, that is!"

The middle-aged white man and the bald-headed black man argued, and the white-haired old man waved his hand: "Okay, okay, let's listen to the second reason."

He paused for a while, and when the two arguing closed their mouths and turned their heads to look at him at the same time, he gave the answer unhurriedly:
"He's a yellow man."

"racism?"

"No, it's not racial discrimination, John, have you forgotten the group of black people who besieged the Korean district a month ago?"

"What does this have to do with Lin Xing?"

"UCLA's recruitment of a player of yellow race is likely to be boycotted."

"Boycott? White people are also involved in this riot, and even white people are the fuse. The Koreans are just being turned over last year's old account..."

"No, not the same."

"It's different?"

"Of course it's different. White people rule America, and black people know how to fight, but those yellow people..."

"Larry, I know what you mean, but this is racism, and it's blatant racism!"

The middle-aged white man shook his head with an extremely firm expression:
"I don't care about racial discrimination. In my opinion, Lin Xing is the best high school student in California this year. UCLA must recruit him!"

The bald black man spread his hands, exchanged glances with the older white man, and reminded helplessly, "Don't forget, Jim is the head coach of the Bruins."

Hearing the name Jim again, the middle-aged white man frowned deeply, but he also made up his mind:
"I will invite him to the Pauley Pavilion for trial training, and I will try my best to convince Jim."

　Let's collect and recommend tickets, brothers,

　　And, if you haven't changed your sign yet, and haven't invested yet, hurry up.

　　


(End of this chapter)