Chapter 689 Halftime
Chapter 689 Halftime
As soon as Schroeder heard the sound of the rim, he turned around and looked at Wang Xiucheng, as if afraid that Wang Xiucheng would disappear from his side.
He didn't even care whether Germany would get the rebound.
With a thud, Zeng Fanbo grabbed the rebound.
He didn't dribble the ball immediately; instead, he protected it and waited until no one was around before passing it to Guo Haowen.
There are still 36 seconds left in the first quarter, which is enough.
Wang Xiucheng didn't take the ball, but instead led Schroder to the frontcourt.
Guo Hao smelled the frontcourt and had just taken his position when Wang Xiucheng circled into the paint from the baseline corner.
Yang Hansen took a step forward, blocking Schroeder who was following Wang Xiucheng.
Wang Xiucheng made a turn and came to the outside, where he received the ball from Guo Haowen.
As Wang Xiucheng made a shooting motion, Obst, who was closest to him, jumped to block the shot.
Wang Xiucheng received the ball, moved to the side, jumped, and shot.
The basketball spun and flew towards the hoop.
Moreover, Wang Xiucheng's arm got caught on Obst's hand.
Swish!
Three-pointer, in!
"Guaranteed Three-Point Shot Card" activated!
After landing, Wang Xiucheng ran back while shouting at the referee, "Hey, he hit me, you owe me a free throw!"
The referee ignored Wang Xiucheng this time.
This level of contact has a clear suspicion of being a foul, and referees would be very careful when officiating this kind of play in international competitions.
30-28, China has finally taken the lead!
With 28 seconds remaining, theoretically, after Germany finishes their shot, China will have one more chance to shoot.
This time, Schroeder once again held back his time and then chose to make his move.
The ball still didn't go in, but the German team grabbed the rebound.
Yang Hansen committed a foul, giving the German team two free throw opportunities.
Germany made one of two free throws, bringing the score to 29-30.
With 3 seconds left, Guo Shiqiang looked down and discussed it with Ben Sullivan, but in the end, they decided not to call a timeout.
Wang Xiucheng received the ball in the backcourt, dribbled for two steps, and then shot from the backcourt.
The ball didn't even touch the backboard before flying out of bounds.
The first quarter then ended.
China has a 30-29 lead over the world champions, a single point!
Red flags flutter in the Maurois Stadium!
The Chinese fans, dressed in red jerseys, shouted wildly and flamboyantly.
But the neutral fans in the arena were completely silent!
Especially the French fans, they all frowned and remained silent, even looking serious.
The Chinese team is actually leading the world champions, Germany?
These French fans believe that France's only group opponent is Germany!
However, how did the Chinese team manage to take the lead against the German team in the first quarter?
When did the Chinese team become so strong?
Even if the Chinese team has Wang Xiucheng, they don't even know the names of the others. How can they take the lead over the German team just because of Wang Xiucheng?
Basketball is, after all, a team sport. Is it really possible for one person to take on five opponents?
These fans don't believe it.
The German players didn't believe it either.
Schröder clapped as soon as he sat down on the bench, drawing everyone's attention to himself.
“Wang’s time requires a lot of physical exertion. Even if each quarter here is only 10 minutes long, Wang will be detached from the court in the second quarter. I will keep following him. Everyone should move around more and get the three-pointers going as soon as possible. The Chinese team can’t be our opponent.”
"Yes, except for Wang, the others are all very poor at sports. Brothers, run more..."
Wagner Jr. shouted at this moment.
Herbert was very pleased with what Schroeder had said.
Although Schroder has always been a nomad in the NBA, his ability speaks for itself.
It can be said that Schröder was the biggest contributor to Germany's World Cup victory.
He squatted down with the tactics board in hand and began explaining the tactics for the second quarter.
Just as Schroder predicted, Wang Xiucheng, like in the World Cup, did not rest in the second quarter and continued to play.
And Wang Xiucheng did indeed start frequently playing dead in the background.
Schroeder followed Wang Xiucheng, and the two remained detached from the competition.
For the German team, the absence of Schröder will certainly have a smaller impact than the absence of Wang Xiucheng for Hebei China Fortune.
The Chinese team is not the Brooklyn Nets; they don't have Durant, Westbrook, or Towns.
Therefore, when Wang Xiucheng was not involved in the offense, the Chinese team's scoring ability was greatly reduced, and they quickly fell behind by 5 points.
After a few rounds, Wang Xiucheng had no choice but to take possession of the ball again.
However, the German team has found their rhythm, especially their three-point shooting, which is firing on all cylinders.
In the second quarter, the German team made three three-pointers and various other seemingly extreme scores, bringing their total to 26 points.
The Chinese team's shooting percentage dropped a bit, but they still managed to score 22 points.
In order to prevent Wang Xiucheng from scoring in the last minute, the German team resolutely adopted a fouling tactic against him.
Wang Xiucheng only had two free throw opportunities in the last minute of the first half, but fortunately he made both of them.
At halftime, Germany led China 55-52.
……
Shanghai, the old town's food stall street.
Several teenagers were watching the television hanging on the wall.
At the end of the first half, Hebei China Fortune was down by three points.
Although it was a bit behind the times, it was clear that the boys who were eating were quite satisfied.
"Germany is the world champion after all. We are only one goal behind, which is already very impressive."
"I have the utmost contempt for those foreigners who only know how to foul."
The teenagers picked up their beers, took a sip, and then looked back at the television.
On TV, Yang Yi and Yu Jia were analyzing the first half of the game.
The owner came out of the store carrying a stack of beer bottles, and placed one on a table.
"Boss, we didn't order any beer," a boy at a table said.
"It's a free gift, one bottle per table. If we win this match, everyone gets a 30% discount," the owner announced loudly.
“The boss is awesome!”
……
Dalian.
"Why does it feel like the German team isn't that strong?"
Old Li looked at the score of the first half and muttered something to himself.
Jiang Yan remained silent, simply watching Wang Xiucheng walk into the players' tunnel through the camera lens.
"By the way, I saw a news article today saying that you signed a 3-year endorsement contract with some sneaker brand?"
Old Jiang suddenly remembered something and said...
Jiang Yan's mother, who was washing fruit, also turned around and looked over.
"Mm." Jiang Yan simply nodded, without saying anything more.
Those sneakers are Wang Xiucheng's "Wangdao" brand, and the contract he signed wasn't for three years, but for five years, with an endorsement fee of 10 million yuan per year.
That price is enough to sign even some relatively unknown NBA stars, let alone her.
Jiang Yan knew this was because of her son.
When Wang Xiucheng brought up the matter, she did not hesitate to refuse.
In the past two years, she has rarely participated in film and television dramas, only shooting commercials and variety shows.
Now that she has this money, she doesn't even want to film variety shows anymore; she can spend all her time with her child.
Suddenly, the child inside started crying. Jiang Yan quickly ran into the house and took her son out.
Seemingly hearing the sound from the TV, the child turned to look at the television and happened to see a highlight reel of Wang Xiucheng from the first half of the game.
The next moment, the child stopped crying and making a fuss.
……
Yanjing.
Xingda is a village.
The village committee courtyard was filled with men, women, and children.
Everyone ate snacks and watermelon while watching the 100-inch TV that the village chief had specially bought.
The match between the Chinese national team and the German national team is being broadcast live on television.
A dozen or so teenagers, some wearing basketball jerseys and others wearing Chinese national team jerseys, were screaming at the television.
On the wall next to it, there were two huge banners hanging.
"Wangjia Village will always be Wang Xiucheng's strongest support - Wangjia Village Committee Announcement."
"Wang Xiucheng, a fine young man of Wangjia Village - Wangjia Village Committee Announcement".
A reporter from who-knows-where, who had come specifically to interview them, was carefully taking pictures of the banner.
Wang Xiucheng's older sister, Wang Xiuxun, who was invited, sat at the front with an embarrassed expression.
Wang Xiuxun sighed, wondering why he had agreed to go back to the village!
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