NBA: Opening breaks record

Chapter 104 Durant, die!
After the system released the game task of winning the opponent by 20 points, the Lakers lost three games in a row.

There is no hope of winning this game, the skill package is nowhere in sight, and Meng Hua's mentality is not as stable as before.

He's in the Grizzlies, when he can't play, he hopes to play in garbage time.

In the Lakers, after getting playing time, he hopes to be the main force.

After becoming the main force and gaining some fans, he hopes to become a star.

After becoming a star...

Human desires are always endless.

If there is no greed, the world will not progress.

In addition to desire, he also vaguely dissatisfied with the team.

He does all the dirty work, but the salary is so little.

Although at the beginning, when the Lakers gave him a contract, he was grateful.

This moment, that moment, he is not the Bitch of the Virgin.

According to his current performance, no matter what, his annual salary should be in the tens of millions.

Meng Hua thought wildly, and returned to the field in a daze.

If Vogel knew that he was thinking so much, he probably wouldn't scold him.

For heaven's sake, Vogel considers him a treasure.In his heart, Meng Hua's tactical status even surpassed that of Westbrook, who still failed to adapt to the Lakers system.

The Lakers attack, James and Monk play pick-and-roll.

Monk quickly get off the inside, the mission must be accomplished.James didn't play the ball, he chose to attack by himself.

Clarkston's defensive position is very good, and James passes to Meng Hua in the left corner.

Meng Hua rarely ambush in the left corner, his comfort zone is on the right.

Durant has already gone to make up for Monk. If this kind of ball is not shot, when will it be?
Meng Hua took off, with a wide open space, the ball without any hesitation, and drew a perfect arc into the net.

He didn't celebrate, nor did he experience much fun, and his eyes were even a little numb.

What kind of person Durant is, a top attacker must also be a top observer.

Meng Hua's expression could not escape his evil eyes.

Soon, he scored three consecutive goals on Meng Hua's head. Fortunately, he scored two points in order to show off his dribbling skills.

On the Lakers side, James cheered up and made two breakthroughs.

It's a pity that on the third ball, he failed to try a three-pointer.

The Nets became more and more courageous, Harden and Irving also fired one after another, and Edwards and Clarkston also turned into offensive experts.

The Lakers tried their best to support them. Seeing that their predecessor was so mighty, Westbrook finally stood up and played a few times, but it was far from enough.

At halftime, the Lakers trailed by 20 points.

In the second quarter, the Nets scored 40 points, and Durant scored 21 points. In the first half, he scored 44 points.

Among the active players, only he and Devin Booker have achieved 40 at halftime. He once again engraved his name in the historical records.

If this was the home court of the Nets, the scene would have been flying long ago, but this is Los Angeles, no matter how amazing Durant is, no one will cheer for him.

After the game, James was looking at the data, and Durant scored 44 points, and he was completely restless.

If the team was leading, he could ignore all of this, but now, 20 points behind, and the competitor scored desperately, he felt very uncomfortable.

James walked back to the locker room lonely, and so did the other players.

Seeing them listless, as if they had left all their energy and energy in the nightclub, the fans at the scene suppressed their discomfort and finally did not boo them.

In the locker room, Vogel worked hard to fill the chicken soup. He was like a nanny, feeding it carefully spoon by spoon, lest the players accidentally choke.

The players were downcast, and James even dialed his mobile phone from time to time, browsing the comments on the Internet.

The more he swipe, the more unhappy he gets. All the swipe above are Durant's godly articles.

In just one game, Durant surpassed him again.

He's upset, he's got a lot of assists, he's playing well, but who cares?

Winners and losers, when the team fails, no matter how glamorous the data is, it is a joke.

fail?A thought came to his mind, let Durant's Nets fail and make him a record-breaking joke.

He has done it before, making Yu Yuyong, who won 73 victories, angrily won the overall runner-up, becoming the biggest joke in the market.

But he was young then, and now he is 38 years old.

After Vogel finished feeding the chicken soup, Meng Hua also went to the closet to get his mobile phone.

He didn't want to surf the Internet, but habitually looked at his mobile phone.

This is a kind of responsibility, the game takes so long, if there is something urgent, how would you know without looking at your phone?
Without a phone call, he glanced at WeChat by the way.

There was a message, it was Song Siying.

He knew she came to the game, but this time it was the Christmas game, and the ticket James gave was not as good as last time. When he returned to the locker room, he glanced at the auditorium, but he didn't see her.

Song Siying was very direct, nagging, emphasizing how to defend Durant based on the analysis of AI data.

This silly girl was quite persistent, he didn't think it was a bit funny.

You are a layman, teach me how to play the main players of the top league?
He put the phone back in the closet. Many teammates would check their phones during halftime, and he would check them too, but usually he only checked to see if there was a phone, and then put it back.

Looking at the phone will be distracting, and since James also looks at it, although Vogel doesn't say anything, he must have opinions in his heart.

Just as he was about to close the cabinet door, WeChat reminded him of the arrival of the message again.

He felt itchy for a while, and picked up the phone again.

It was still Song Siying, this time she posted a video, all of which were Tony Allen and Durant facing off.

Watching videos is already part of his learning and improvement, so he watched carefully.

Before the game, Vogel arranged for him to guard Harden and Irving, so he studied a lot of videos of them.

But for Durant, after all, he didn't have that much time to watch videos, so he didn't do much research.

Song Siying added: "Meng Hua, according to my AI big data analysis, Tony Allen's body shape is the closest to yours. He is slightly taller than you, and his wingspan is slightly inferior to yours. He will not suffer from Durant. You have to have confidence."

Next, it's video again.

This time the video is comparing the defensive actions and habits of Mr. Tony and Meng Hua.

After watching this comparison video, Meng Hua suddenly felt enlightened. Many things that he didn't think to understand before were integrated in an instant.

He has also studied Mr. Tony, but he has never made such a detailed comparison with his own movements.

In fact, he hardly watches his own videos because he thinks it's a waste of time, and who knows himself better than himself?

For the next time, Meng Hua concentrated on watching the video.

He didn't even notice that Vogel was pacing forward in dissatisfaction.

Vogel saw that he was taking the time to study Durant, and he liked him even more.

If the coaching position is not guaranteed, no matter where he is the head coach, he will strive to bring such players.

With only 5 minutes left, Meng Hua closed his eyes and meditated.

Defend around the front first, let Reaper struggle from the moment he catches the ball;
If the opponent picks and rolls, resolutely does not switch defenses, lowers the center of gravity and passes through the wall, the opponent's pass will not be so timely and keep up.

After receiving the ball, God of Reaper resisted his lower body and harassed him with his long arms, preventing him from shooting;
Use the reaction speed, but the right opportunity, without losing position, try to cut the ball.

It should work, he is not as strong as Teacher Tony, but he moves faster and reacts faster.

He opened his eyes and shot out a beam of divine light.

Durant, die!
(End of this chapter)