42:71.
Before the end, his teammates had stopped, but Xu Chuan still squeezed into the basket, grabbed the offensive rebound, and added the last two points.
No one celebrated. Those two points can't change the outcome, nor can they change the fact that Jinyang Zhiyuan has never won an official game since its establishment. But Xu Chuan only knew that the game was not over yet and he should grab the ball that fell in front of him.
Three months later, four basketball recruits walked into the arena and a new coach with a bad temper and a similar reluctance to talk about the past took over.
Some people only believe in their own singles, some can see everyone's position clearly, but don't dare to take the last shot; some start to doubt themselves once they miss a shot, and some have just transferred from the volleyball court and have to relearn where to stand.
At the same time, the old players who left the team for half a year returned to the arena in order to further their studies; the substitutes who knew a little about everything could never wait for their true position; the former geniuses who returned from injury were still secretly playing, but refused to wear Jinyang's jersey.
They want to reach Shanxi from Taiyuan, the whole country, and even beyond. It's not just the opponents who are really standing in the way: after training, there are still evening self-studies, and if you lose the game, you still have to wash your jersey, make up for your homework, and report that your family is safe; injuries will not heal automatically just because the next game is more important, and the people you like will not stay in the stands forever waiting.
Before they learn how to win, they must first learn to trust their teammates and figure out what role basketball should occupy in life.
Not every insistence will be answered by a champion, but there will always be someone who will play the last round seriously.