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Chapter 17 Opener! vs Houston Rockets (4)

Lakers locker room.

The atmosphere is cheerful.

"Hey guys, see my cool 3?"

"The moment I shot!"

"The basket is as wide as the ocean!"

Nick Young even strikes a jumper pose.

"Okay Nick Young, that was your only hit in four shots, you wasted three chances."

Wharton walked into the locker room with a serious expression and a tactical board and data report in his hand.

Interrupted Nick Young's stand-up performance.

Then he looked at all the players in the locker room.

"It seems that everyone is quite acceptable for being 7 points behind at midfield?"

"Head coach! The opponent is the Rockets!"

"I still remember the last time we played against them last season, we were already 20 points behind at halftime!"

"Yes, that's right! I think we made a lot of progress in the off-season!"

Players, you say a word, I say a word.

Add fuel to Wharton's anger.

"Fake shout up!!!" (Shut up for me)

The young head coach finally got angry for the first time after coming to the Lakers.

The gentle rabbit suddenly turned into a lion.

The air in the entire locker room became quiet.

Players, you look at me, I look at you.

There are question marks on his face.

Head coach crazy?
Why did you suddenly lose your temper?

Wharton's disappointment was beyond words.

When a person loses for the first time.

would be unacceptable.

When losing a season in a row.

Will become calm, and even take backwardness as a matter of course.

"Give me the ball."

A cold voice came from the corner of the locker room.

Zheng Long was sitting there alone.

"Second half, give me the ball."

The players have complicated expressions and different expressions.

Wharton stared closely at Zheng Long's resolute eyes.

a long time.

expressed their support.

"Okay, let's do that."

Intermission is over.

Players from both sides came to the field.

The home fans cheered and cheered for the Rockets.

Harden took the ball to half court.

Beverly is still watching Zheng Long on the court, so Harden's matchup is still Russell.

The bearded man wants to repeat the same trick and play Russell.

This time, Russell finally stopped sitting still.

He gambled for a steal.

of course.

fail.

Harden dribbled the ball into the three-point line.

A swift figure appeared in front of him!

It's Zheng Long!
Zheng Long quickly completed the supplementary defense.

Facing Zheng Long, Harden didn't rush to make a move, and passed the basketball to Beverly's hands.

Russell's defense came too slowly, and Beverly made a decisive three-pointer.

Bang!Strike the iron!
Lakers center Mozgov protected the backcourt rebound.

"Give me the ball!"

That's when Mozgov was about to hand Russell the basketball.

Zheng Long let out a roar!
Russell withdrew his hand in embarrassment.

The basketball is in the hands of Zheng Long.

"Little sweetheart, don't be so fierce to your teammates."

"Impossible."

"You're angry?"

Beverly, who came to guard, laughed.

then.

He was passed by Zheng Long in one step.

Zheng Long, who passed Beverly, went straight to the inside!

The Rockets quickly shrink the line of defense!
One, two, three.

The three of them stood in the way that Zheng Long must pass.

The Lakers players waited for Zheng Longdi to score from outside the three-point line.

But seeing Zheng Long take off to meet the three of them!

Fake!

He's crazy!
This is the thought that popped up in everyone's mind!

Capela, the insider of the Rockets, also jumped high with his teammates.

Even Zheng Long escaped the defense of the two teammates in front of him by chance.

You can't hide from your own cap!
Suicide breakthrough!

This rookie is gone!
Three!

Take off at the same time facing three people!
Zheng Long only has the basket in his eyes.

Maybe the three together can make him jump higher.

But in the air.

The trio are desperate to find that Jung-ryong can jump higher than any of them.

Capela saw that he was about to cover the basketball in Zheng Long's hands.

Zheng Long completed the change of hands in the air!
Fake!

Facing the three of them in the air, Zheng Long completed the change of hands and threw the basketball with his left hand!
The basketball brushed Capela's ear.

Fall into the ball frame.

When Capella landed, he found that Zheng Long was still in the air.

Beep!

The referee's whistle sounded!
and one!

The three defending Zheng Long even forgot to go to the referee to argue.

Damn!Wrong!

I wanted to meet Zheng Long, but he didn't even give him a chance!

But in the eyes of outsiders, Zheng Long is supporting three people in the air.

Completed the mid-air handover layup.

A few Rockets fans did not suppress their home spirit.

Scream in surprise!
The ball was played back on the big screen.

Live broadcast barrage.

"Crazy layup!"

"Zheng Long, who broke through successfully, has many good passing options!"

"But he prefers to be that lonely hero!"

"With Zheng Long's free throw, the Lakers are only 4 points behind!"

【666666666】

[This bounce is too scary! ! ! 】

[I seem to have seen this scene in some star collection]

[What waist is this!Drooling with envy! 】

The game continues.

Zheng Long patted Russell on the shoulder.

"Rush up! I'll help you defend!"

"Don't be a swaying fool."

"Hard up!"

Russell was a little dissatisfied with Zheng Long's words.

But still nodded.

Then I heard Zheng Long's more shocking words.

"Isn't it just one person who can score 30 points in front of you?"

Zheng Long can only hope that this kid can wake up quickly and stay focused.

Russell's physical gifts aren't bad.

He is fast and has a wingspan of 2 meters.

He should be a pioneer in perimeter defense, not "thousands of people".

Harden's outside ball.

Russell glanced at Zheng Long and lowered his center of gravity.

This posture.

Really focused.

Harden spends more time getting past him.

Beep--

A very tough foul by Russell.

Harden's arms were all red.

The Rockets booed at home.

Zheng Long came to Russell.

"Good job!"

"You have to let Harden know."

"If you want to get past you, you have to pay a price!"

"Hear the booing?"

"It's a compliment to you!"

Russell's expression began to gain confidence.

As an outsider, Randall heard Zheng Long's persuasion.

Shocked.

Zheng Long is like a pyramid scheme boss!

Zheng Long, who discovered Randall, was rude.

"And you! Randall."

"As a power forward, don't fucking try to float around and shoot!

"Can you come up with a few offensive rebounds!?"

Randall looked embarrassed.

I want to refute that I also averaged ten rebounds per game last season, eighth in the league!
He was suppressed by Zheng Long's words.

"In the power forward!"

"You're the second worst defense I've ever seen!"

Russell on the side couldn't help but ask who was the first.

"the last one?"

"It's my grandma!"

Dry!
Randall clenched his fists.

Zheng Long ignored Randall's little emotions.

As the Lakers last season's defense last season.

Few on the team can defend.

The lake managers regarded them as treasures and were reluctant to scold them severely.

I am not used to it!

"Look, next, I'm going to score a slam dunk!"

"If you can do it too."

"Then I'll keep my mouth shut, okay?"

Zheng Long, who received the serve, said loudly on the court.

Not only the Lakers teammates are stupid, but the Rockets players are even more stupid.

Did I hear wrong?

This kid said in front of everyone that he wanted to deduct one!
Beverly felt even more insulted.

"Brat, do you really think of yourself as an onion?"

"roll."

Zheng Long simply responded to Beverly with one word.

Crotch, change hands, find the rhythm.

Break through, pull back!Then break through and pull back again!
After Beverly lost his position twice, his footsteps were completely messed up.

There was a space in front of Zheng Long.

Everyone thought he was going to shoot!
but!

Zheng Long continues to break through!

Straight to the inside!

Anderson wants to come in to help.

It's too late!

But Capela is still at the basket!
The kid wanted to switch hands for a layup again.

Capela felt that he was fully prepared this time!

Inside the free throw line!

Zheng Long took off directly after one dribble!

Stretch your right hand straight and hold the basketball high!
Not a layup!

This kid is trying to block me!

Capela raised his hands and rushed towards Zheng Long!
The two collided in the air!
Capella only felt his eyes go dark.

The whole face hit Zheng Long's chest.

Bang! ! !
The basket slammed!
Beep--

and one!

The fallen Capela knew that the goal was scored!

He wanted to lie down for a while.

because of this.

Really hurts.

What hurt Capela even more was that Zheng Long, who had successfully dunked, walked past him calmly.

Almost expressionless.

It's like scoring an insignificant goal.

The home fans were dead silent.

Not shouting, just opening their mouths and holding their heads, is their last stubbornness.

"A tomahawk buckle from Zheng Long!!!"

"Oh my God!"

"Zheng Long dunked Capela!!!"

"Score 5 points in a row, and there will be additional penalties!!!"

Ingram frantically waved the towel on the bench.

Like a little fan.

Zheng Long came to the side of the two Russell brothers.

Ask sincerely.

"Can you two have one?"

The shock of the button dissipated.

The two remembered what Zheng Long said half a minute ago.

He said he was going to score a slam dunk.

then.

He really buckled it.

Still buckle.

"You can't come, can you?"

"Then I'd like to see what you guys do next."

"Tough performance."

When the third quarter is over.

The score of the two teams has come to 80:79!

Zheng Long was like taking drugs in the third quarter, scoring 20 points alone!
The total score has come to 38 points!
Three quarters of time.

Zheng Long proved how terrifying his offensive ability is.

D'Antoni kept changing his defensive strategy.

But found that Zheng Long could not be restricted at all.

He doesn't play like a rookie, but like some top star.

[It turned out that Zheng Long took a two-year break because he wanted to give others more opportunities to perform! 】

[As a 30-year old fan, I really see the shadow of Jordan in Zheng Long! 】

[I'm completely overwhelmed, if Zheng Long keeps playing like this, he will be an All-Star in the first season! 】

[This debut performance, looking at the entire history of the NBA, is also quite explosive! 】

Inside the VIP stands.

Sitting Morey and several directors.

"Morey, is this the player you asked to trade?"

"Bad deal, I'm very disappointed in you, you let go of a superstar!"

"And a Chinese! Just think how much money Yao made us!"

"Damn! Falk! You are a stupid pig!"

The directors vented their dissatisfaction and curses at Morey.

as a business alliance.

What the directors care about is how much money the team can make for themselves.

Morey's face was gloomy and he didn't speak.

After I came to the Rockets, I contributed to so many successful transactions.

Only then did the Rockets in the post-Yao Ming period rebuild into a playoff team.

Just one deal made him the target of the team's board of directors.

This sense of humiliation made Morey unbearable.

The words of the directors were ignored.

Morey left the VIP stand and came to the Rockets' bench.

This happens to be pause time.

Morey called Beverly to him.

He lowered his voice and roared.

"What are you waiting for? Waiting for him to score 50 points? 60 points!?"

"Mr. Morey, I'm waiting...waiting for the opportunity."

Beverly looked terrified.

"Fuck! Don't forget, Beverly, you're just a dog!"

"If a dog can't be obedient."

"Then you are worthless!!!"

These harsh words did not make Beverly angry.

Instead, it made him show a more pleasing expression.

"I assure you, Mr. Morey!"

The Lakers dugout.

Wharton is making tactical arrangements for the last quarter.

It can be summed up in the following three sentences.

"Give the ball to Zheng Long!"

"Go pick and roll him!"

"Go help him grab the board!"

This is completely different from Walton's pre-match tactical arrangement.

Before the game, Walton was thinking about the first game of the new season.

To work hard to improve the enthusiasm of the whole team.

Let every player participate in the adaptation of the new tactics.

But the running-in of the new tactics was obviously not enough.

Implementation problems in Russell et al.

The lag in the first half is the best portrayal!

best tactics.

Just win.

Wharton looked at the thick stack of tactical materials he had prepared.

Anyway, I only saw a few big characters inside.

Hand the ball to Zheng Long.

The fourth quarter started.

"This opening match has finally come to the final decisive moment!"

"Both sides changed into the starting lineup at the beginning!"

"The score was too tight. At this time, the Rockets and the Lakers are both tense!"

"Whoever can't hold back will probably be taken away by the opponent!"

Rockets fans in the stands.

It's also worrying to watch.

Originally thought that playing the Lakers would win casually.

Let's get off to a good start.

As a result, Zheng Long appeared out of nowhere.

Like God of War.

And this god of war was sent away by himself.

"Zheng Long has been playing for more than 30 minutes, he must be tired!"

"The third quarter was like that. I think he just sat there wiping his sweat. He must be tired."

"Brother Deng! Stand up, Brother Deng! Wake up!"

Harden was helpless.

Harden woke up early!
End of the third quarter.

He made 17 of 8 shots, 5 three-pointers, 8 free throws, and 29 points.

This data can be placed on any player in any league.

All are All-Star stats.

It's just that Zheng Long's too dazzling performance covered Harden's light.

At the beginning of the fourth quarter, Zheng Long also disappointed the home fans.

Where is the performance of being tired?
Continue the madness of the third quarter!

And the Rockets here.

The three-point strike was also a good opportunity that was buried many times.

This is also the disadvantage of magic ball tactics.

Too much reliance on outside touch!
Especially when the physical strength drops sharply in the fourth quarter.

It's even harder to guarantee a hit.

On the other hand, Zheng Long made 0 three-pointers in the audience!

CIC is as stable as an old dog!

As long as he shoots inside the arc.

You just feel that this ball is here!

Remaining time, 4 minutes and 05 seconds.

With Harden's step back, he missed a three-pointer.

Both sides score.

Rockets 92:98 Lakers!

The Lakers have had two consecutive rounds.

Holding a 6-point lead.

Zheng Long has scored 11 points again!
With 1 point left, the score of the whole game will reach the 50-point mark!
With Zheng Long strolling in the courtyard, he dribbled the ball across the half.

Every time he slapped the floor, it was on the hearts of Rockets fans.

Zheng Longyi took the ball.

Rockets fans are nervous.

"You can't guard me with one ball."

"Why are you still on the field?"

"Is Morey your relative?"

Zheng Long took the ball and faced Beverly and said with a smile.

Surprisingly, Beverly did not open his mouth to refute.

Too lazy to think too much.

Teammates have already run over to pick and roll for themselves.

Zheng Long dribbled the ball.

One step inside the three-point line, pull up and take off!

Chic and freehand!

Due to its own terrifying ability to stay in the air!

Zheng Long adjusted his direction slightly after taking off!
Next, press the wrist and shoot.

this ball.

Will surely hit!

An impact suddenly came from below him!
Let Zheng Long lose his balance in the air!
The ball was too late to be shot!
Zheng Long fell from the sky!

Beverly!
It's Beverly!

Mad Dog attacked Zheng Long while Zheng Long was in the air.

When Zheng Long fell.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Beverly's feet sticking out below him.

Damn!This kid is really stepping up!
This is a sentence that flashed through Zheng Long's mind when he fell.

then.

Zheng Long fell down!

The right foot landed on Beverly's instep.

Click!

There was a crisp bone cracking sound.

Zheng Long and Beverly fell together!
Oh shit!

brute!

Anger rose from Zheng Long's heart.

At this moment, he just wanted to abolish Beverly Live!

This scene was too sudden.

There were exclamations from the home court.

Beep----

The referee blew the whistle.

"My God, Zheng Long and Beverly fell together!"

"This ball, Zheng Long has already taken off, and Beverly's defensive action is a bit too aggressive!"

"Both of them fell to the ground at the scene. What happened? Only the replay can give us the answer."

During playback, it is clearly visible.

After Zheng Long took off, Beverly charged directly.

at the same time.

When Zheng Long fell, his foot stepped on Beverly's outstretched instep.

Barrage.

[Standing!Stepping!Stepping!Beverley get out of the NBA! 】

[It's really disgusting. Mom opened the door for her son, so disgusting! ! ! 】

[Injuries recede!Injuries are gone!Injuries are gone! 】

【Oh My God!Zheng Long just had a ruptured Achilles tendon and had to rest for two years! 】

【I'm going to cry!do not!Please!Don't get hurt! 】

At this time on the pitch.

The Rockets players all seemed a little overwhelmed.

On the Lakers side, the young people couldn't bear it anymore, especially Ingram, yelling at Farke!

If it weren't for Beverly, he would be lying with Zheng Long now.

I'm afraid the Lakers players would have already rushed to fight him.

Wharton rushed to Zheng Long with the team doctor in panic.

"Come on, Dragon! You're sure to be fine!"

"I seem to be fine."

Zheng Long frowned, as if it really didn't hurt.

But what happened to that bone cracking sound just now?
"what?"

Walton looked at the team doctor who was taking off his shoes for inspection.

The Lakers doctor took a closer look.

"External observation. It seems to be nothing special."

"Except for a little smell, there is no redness or swelling at all."

"Should I still be pulled for an X-ray examination?"

Zheng Long's face was covered with black lines.

Sitting up, he grabbed the socks and put them on.

"Isn't it normal to sweat a lot and have smelly feet?"

Wharton on the side breathed a sigh of relief.

Showing an excited look.

"It's fine! You're too hard!"

Now Zheng Long is the treasure in Wharton's heart.

If Zheng Long is injured.

Still coaching a fart!

Zheng Long put on his shoes and looked at Beverly, who was being checked by the Rockets team doctor.

The bone crack just now was not his own.

That is.
Beverly was immersed in great pain and excitement at this time.

Although my ankle hurts.

But he finally completed the mission Morey entrusted to him.

Destroy such a talented player.

Let yourself have a different kind of excitement deep in your heart.

I can't get over you.

Then I will destroy you!

Thinking of this, Beverly couldn't help but smile.

On his ugly face.

It looked extremely hideous.

"What a strong player, the ankle is swollen like this."

"Can still laugh."

The Rockets team doctor who came for the examination saw Beverly's smile and showed admiration from the bottom of his heart.

D'Antoni looked complicated.

The stretcher came up, and Beverly was carried on it.

Beverly looked for Morey on the bench.

Eager to see Morey's praiseful eyes.

then.

He saw Zheng Long standing aside and watching him.

It's all right.

Just stand there.

In an instant, Beverly was struck by lightning!

He grabbed the arm of the medical staff beside him.

"Is he all right?!!!"

Paramedics did not expect Beverly, who was so seriously injured.

He even cared about his opponent's safety.

Gave Beverly a reassuring look.

This is the spirit of sportsmanship!

"Don't worry, Zheng Long is fine!"

"I just asked their team doctor."

"Nothing at all."

Beverly's mind went blank.

Before entering the player tunnel.

Seeing Zheng Long, he waved goodbye to himself.

now.

He couldn't hold back any longer.

Tears welled up.

Oh shit.

Don't bring such bullying!
(End of this chapter)