i just can throw in

Chapter 30 Guess I can enter or not (please collect, please vote!)
Li Yu was a little depressed. He originally wanted to show off his golf skills in front of Owen, but today he didn't know whether he offended the God of the North, or bumped into Mo Xie's date, and frequently hit the iron with open shots.

Fortunately, the game was about to start, and the commentator's chatter aroused the emotions of the audience. No one paid any attention to the blacksmith boy, which relieved a wave of embarrassment.

He walked back to the bench and listened to the old coach K announce the starting lineup for the game.

"Starters: Center Mason Plumlee, Power Forward Ryan Kelly, Small Forward Kyle Singler, Point Guard Nolan Smith, Shooting Guard Li Yu."

Owen, who was looking forward to it, was frustrated after hearing the result, but this time he didn't fight for the position, but sat silently on the bench, like a big boy next door.

Seeing his appearance, Li Yu stepped forward to comfort him, but was stopped by the eyes of old coach K.

The game was about to start, so I had to get on the court and take my place. The lineup on the opposite side didn't change much from the friendly match, with four quasi-NBA-level starters.

The referee threw the ball high into the air. This time, Mason failed to explode, and North Carolina got the ball first. Point guard Kendall Marshall just pushed the ball into the half court, and found the opposite yellow The skin point guard forced up.

He grinned and raised one hand horizontally to block the defender: "I'm not Van Hachel, it's not so easy to guard me, weak yellow man."

The reason why his memory of Li Yu is still fresh is entirely because of that friendly match, the opponent just played for a few minutes before collapsing on the field from exhaustion.

Li Yu just smiled and kept his eyes on the basketball. In the one-on-one duel with Irving, in order to take care of Wenzi's body, he didn't defend with all his strength.

boom!When the two collided together, Marshall's strength was stronger, he knocked out a little space, took a step to the left, and dribbled the ball along Li Yu's calf.

After breaking through, he saw that only the opponent's big center was in the penalty area. He raised the corner of his mouth and flew in like a sharp arrow.

Mason opened his arms to stop him, but almost in the blink of an eye, the opponent shook Mason with a false move, broke into the basket and scored a layup.

Li Yu was a step late, and narrowed his eyes slightly. This guy is a fast shooter, and his speed is really fast.

Nolan sent the ball, and then roared: "We give him another attack!"

Li Yu took the ball, and then slowly advanced to the top of the arc, settling down to observe his teammates.

Marshall stuck to it with a posture like squatting on a toilet, and kept talking trash: "Boy, I was fast just now. You can only follow me and look at my ass in this game."

"Your butt is quite round." Li Yu glanced at his head, "And it's a place where not a single blade of grass grows. Do you have a girlfriend?"

Feeling insulted, Marshall took a step forward and stretched out his hand to shoot off the opponent's basketball, but Li Yu took a step back, turned around and used the strength of his waist and abdomen to make a mid-range shot!
"Iron King boy, so confident?" Barkley said in surprise on the commentary, "Don't he know that he missed a total of 30 shots in the shooting practice before the game."

"Uh, Mr. Barkley, how do you know that Li Yu missed 30 shots?"

"I counted them one by one. I finally met a player of yellow race. It's unreasonable not to have some fun."

"Like Dayao back then?"

Barkley glared at him, would he be able to chat, which pot is not open and which pot to lift, he paused and said: "This mid-range shot will definitely not be scored, even if it is scored, the next shot will be hit. If he can hit five goals in this game, I will kiss him."

Suddenly remembering the lessons learned from the past, he changed his words midway: "If he can hit ten balls, I will kiss the ass of the donkey again."

A little-known point guard of yellow race, how high is his shooting percentage in NCAA-level competitions? Even if he shoots very accurately, will the head coach trust him to give him unlimited shooting rights?
There are a lot of American geniuses who don't need to believe in a yellow guard. I don't believe that old coach K can't do such a simple multiple-choice question.

With this in mind, Barkley couldn't help but feel excited about his wit. Take ten balls slowly, boy Iron King.

Amidst the ridicule of the two, the basketball went into the net and the game was tied 2:2.

"Goal in, Barkley."

"It's just a coincidence!" Barkley said sharply.

Taking advantage of the referee's inattention, Li Yu gave Marshall a middle finger, and then hooked his little finger.

Quite arrogant, Marshall had a dark face, and dribbled the ball to find Li Yu for a matchup, but he is a calm person, and he will not get overwhelmed by it.Seeing Barnes asking for the ball, he immediately passed the ball, and the latter pushed past Kyle Singler's defense like a catfish and scored the ball.

It may be because facing an old opponent, or the person he most wants to fight, sitting on the bench and not playing, Barnes has a strong desire to attack, and the opponent he wants to fight is defeated, so that he can force that guy to play.

He remembers the regular season, when the guy scored 27 points on him and made him lose face in front of the home crowd.

This game won, but you're absent, it's too boring, his eyes swept away from Kyrie Irving.

Barnes's goal was quite wonderful, which drove the atmosphere of the scene, and the scene was full of his name.

Here, Li Yu pushed forward in a calm manner, and Marshall was still facing him. The two of them were about the same size and weight, but there was a young version of Xiao Li between their looks.

Facing the handsome face of his opponent, Marshall suddenly felt a little inferior. What kind of basketball does he play when he is so handsome.

However, the low self-esteem only lasted for a moment, and soon he figured out, what's the use of being handsome on the basketball court, if he can get a goal bonus, he can still hook up with a female referee.

Soon he had the answer. Li Yu swayed his shot, opened a little space, and forced a three-pointer. The basketball bounced twice on the back edge of the basket and rolled into the net.

How can this be?Isn't this guy known as the iron king? Marshall still remembers the friendly match and the pre-match training just now. This kid is crazy about iron.

"Barkley, you see Li Yu scored another goal." The commentator raised his eyebrows.

Barkley glanced at his mouth: "Luck doesn't come in threes, just wait and see."

"Give me the ball!" Barnes roared, throwing the basketball into the hoop again over Singler's head.

boom! boom! boom!
Li Yu faced Marshall with the ball, and said calmly, "Guess if I can make this shot."

After saying that, his body pushed forward, and he was about to make a strong shot against the defense. Marshall jumped directly to block the shot.

Then he caught a glimpse of the smile on his opponent's face, said badly to himself, and wanted to intercept the flying basketball as soon as it hit the ground, but it was a little short.

(End of this chapter)