NBA: Opening breaks record

Chapter 336 13 points and 3 points in a single playoff game

Paul realized it was wrong, it was too late, the body was not worthy of the brain.

He rushed straight like an arrow, intending to interfere with Meng Hua, but it was in vain in the end.

Meng Hua's attention is all between the ball and the basket.

The hoop is like the ocean, and what could be more satisfying than that, nothing can distract him.

He flicks the ball and releases it, looking down, searching for a foothold.

Although Paul was dirty, he was not so dirty that he was insane. Instead of stepping on his feet, he put his feet back.

Meng Hua landed on the ground, maintaining the shape of pressing his wrist.

Under the watchful eyes of all the fans, the ball went straight to the net.

Swish!
Paul didn't even look back, it was over, it was over.

Meng Hua stood silently, the series is not over yet, there is nothing to celebrate, what he wants is not just to win this game.

He was thinking, will Paul hug me?

Think more.

Paul went straight to the locker room without looking back.

The sun lost, Paul did not lose?
That's the point of view of Paul fans, and Paul thinks he's lost.

But they didn't lose, the series is not over yet, it's just 1-2, they have plenty of chances.

Lakers fans went into a frenzy, waving towels violently, and some even threw white towels into the court.

Meng Hua, who was thrown into the lore, could not escape being laid down.

He was pinned to the floor by his teammates.

Fortunately, it is a wooden floor, and it is fortunate that it is hard enough, otherwise it would have been injured long ago.

O'Neill was also inexplicably excited, picked up the whip, pressed Smith to the ground, and rubbed hard.

"I knew the Lakers would win, and my big brother made the game-winning shot. This victory can be recorded in history."

Barkley glanced at him, couldn't help but want to refute him, and thought that Meng Hua was really tough, so let O'Neill be happy.

In the Tencent studio, Yang Yi and Wang Meng had already hugged each other, and they still wanted to hug the female anchor Xiao Qi.

Xiaoqi dodged cleverly.

The most exciting one was Tianle Middle School, where Meng Yuantong sang and danced like a child.

Shen Lin was dazzled by crying.

Alas, woman.

On the court, Meng Hua had no time to celebrate with his teammates, and a cheerful voice came from his mind.

[Detected that the host name has gone down in history. 】

[The number of three-pointers made in a single game in the playoffs ranks among the top ten in history. 】

[No. 13 on the list, Meng Hua, made [-] three-pointers. 】

[Second on the list, Lillard made 12 three-pointers. 】

13 three-pointers can be the first?

Meng Hua scratched his head, it seemed very relaxed.

[The host has obtained a gift package that goes down in history, is it open? 】

Meng Hua opened it without hesitation.

[Open the gift package, get the dribbling skill package, and the host's dribbling ability has been upgraded from B-level to A-level. 】

His dribbling ability, once promoted to two levels in a game, has stayed at the B level since then, and he doesn't want to finally break through again today.

A-level dribbling ability, in terms of dribbling ability alone, can already be a qualified point guard.

3D style of play, this ability improvement does not seem to have any substantial effect.

Like Klay Thompson, his dribbling ability is also very average, but he rarely dribbles, just shoots.

In any case, an upgrade is always a good thing.

Meng Hua got up from the floor, couldn't hide his excitement, and hugged his teammates one by one.

Seeing six roads and hearing all directions, he ran to Talia and patted her on the shoulder. She actually cried, which was a bit disappointing, but it was also because of excitement, tears of happiness.

Just when Thalia wanted to hug Meng Hua, Sophie stepped forward, pushed Meng Hua, and said with a smile, "Okay, the shot is lore."

Thalia hurriedly stopped her figure.

Song Siying also sent blessings, familiarity is familiar, what should be done is still to be done.

Sophie glanced at Thalia, smiled at Meng Hua, and said, "The acting is pretty good."

Meng Hua said: "Get excited, don't say that about others."

Whether she acted or not, it shows that she takes herself very seriously.

Song Siying raised her mobile phone, signaled to contact again, and left the venue with Sophie.

Meng Hua waved goodbye to Talia, and then returned to the locker room humming a ditty.

People are refreshed on happy occasions, and Meng Hua Meimei took a big bath.

Just after leaving the bathroom, a basin of cold water was poured over his head, and the dressing room immediately flooded with water.

It was Howard, who was in charge of the funny monster, who attacked him, and his teammates roared wildly, celebrating Meng Hua's winning three-pointer again.

The Lakers media broke out completely. When they love someone, a few lines of words can bring him to the top.

"Looking for more, after one season, Vogel finally found true love. "

"First World War Conferred God, Meng Hua scored 13 points and shot down the sun with 3 points. "

"Thalia has such a good vision, and I, Hu Menghua, are so tough. "

Los Angeles blossomed quietly, selectively forgetting this game.

The Huaxia media were also unwilling to let others down, saying one after another that they would talk about it after a while.

"13 three-pointers, 3 points for the lore, I want to ask, why is the salary so low?" "

"Awesome, my country, the unknown Chinese soldier defeated the god of basketball in the country. "

"Beauties love heroes, and the mysterious woman is Song Siying, the goddess of Tianle Middle School. "

Seeing this report, Song Siying smiled wryly: Am I mysterious?Not at all.

She kind of hoped that Meng Hua would read this article, but it was a pity that Meng Hua didn't surf the Internet very much.

There is as much sorrow as there is joy.

In the Suns locker room, the players were listless.

Paul, who scored 15 points in the fourth quarter, still couldn't believe that they were the ones who lost.

Life is still going on, Monty, Booker and Paul participated in the post-game press conference.

"Paul, you were defeated by Meng Hua, and the waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves ahead. After you and James retire, who do you think can become the signature of the league?"

The Los Angeles reporter was straightforward, full of vigor and strong desire to attack.

Bao tapped the microphone with his finger and said:
"They played a good game, the better team won the game, that's it."

"Chris, tell me." The reporter said again.

"Meng Hua is an excellent opponent. It was very interesting to play against him. The series is not over yet. I will study the video when I go back and think about how to deal with him."

This is already a very high evaluation. After all, the game was lost, and Paul did not speak harshly. He did not lose his fighting spirit, he was just feeding poisoned milk.

Paul was beaten by a group, and Booker couldn't escape the siege.

"Booker, we noticed that once you played against Meng Hua in the game, you were not used to it, and you didn't even score. Can it be understood that you are afraid of him?"

Booker glanced at Paul and thought to himself: "If he passes me the ball, how can I not score." He said: "Your understanding of basketball is very shallow. Basketball is a team."

The reporter retorted: "Because it is a team, you, the Suns' top scorer, should stand up and score, but facing Meng Hua, you acted like a coward."

Paul applauded inwardly: Good scolding.

In fact, Booker scored 27 points in the whole game, which is not low. He also scored 7 points in the fourth quarter.

But who let the sun lose.

After the loss, he himself became sensitive. Facing unfriendly reporters, Booker stood up and was about to speak harshly when he was grabbed by Paul and sat down again.

Monty stood up, patted the shoulders of the two disciples, and hastily ended the post-match press conference.

(End of this chapter)