NBA: Opening breaks record

Chapter 109 Meng Hua must be squeezed dry
In the encryption tennis stadium, nearly [-] fans watched Vogel scolding the players, and their hearts became more and more anxious.

The Lakers have lost many games at home this season, but they hope to win a year-end game.

Vogel has always been a modest gentleman, good at feeding chicken soup for the soul.

What kind of performance is a player that can force a coach who doesn't talk much like him like this?

After a roaring output, Vogel was relieved to be cursing, and finally regained his composure. He used two prongs and poured chicken soup again.

"We played pretty well. Durant scored 44 points in the half, and we were only 10 points behind. Be patient, don't worry, pass the ball more, okay?"

"After a while, we will still defend as before. They are already in a mess, and the offense has no feel. Let's not panic."

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Barkley smiled and watched for a while, and couldn't help but said: "I guess what Vogel is talking about, the players are not listening. Their eyes tell me that they are thinking about where to celebrate at night."

"Did you treat coaches like this when you were a player?" O'Neal asked.

"What's the use of the coach saying this on the spot? The key is still in the usual training. Like me, I train very hard."

"Are you working hard?" O'Neill glanced at him incredulously, and said with a smile, "You can't even join the breakfast club."

"That's self-abuse, not hard work."

"Everyone thinks he is hardworking. My daughter plays with her mobile phone every day, and she also thinks she is hardworking."

"Maybe, but I heard that you are notoriously lazy in training, otherwise you may have more than 4 championships."

O'Neal laughed, and when it came to training he had no say, Kobe often scolded him for being lazy in training.

He plausibly said, I am huge, training like you, my body can't stand it.

This is of course a sophistry. If you can't persist in training, how can you be so fierce on the field.

Absolutely no one can stop the peak shark, his physical talent is once seen in 50 years.

There is Joe to choose Joe, and there is no Joe to choose Shark, which is definitely not groundless.

Except for the ancient times, only these two have completed three consecutive championships.In ancient times, the number of teams was small, and the difficulty of three consecutive matches was lower than later.

But his peak was too short, which should have something to do with him not working hard enough.Among the top ten or top twenty superstars in history, he is the laziest one.

Most of the Lakers players do not have O'Neal's talent, and they train very hard. Now they are yelled at by the coach a few times. Although it is not very useful, they still get valuable rest through timeouts.

James called his teammates to form a circle, and everyone put their hands together to cheer each other up.

Amidst the roar, the Lakers players re-entered the field.

In the stands, Sophie and Song Siying continued to cheer for Meng Hua and the Lakers, waving signs saying "Go Meng Hua".

Not far behind them, Wu Shuying, who couldn't get a front row seat, looked at the score nervously.

After the competition, the company will formally sign an endorsement contract with Meng Hua. Of course, she hopes that Meng Hua can win, which is also a good start for the company.

And from a personal point of view, she also hopes that Meng Hua will win, this younger brother is pretty good and hardworking, just like her.

Hardworking people are the cutest.

Now, maybe the second hardworking person is standing at the top of the arc, his eyes rolling.

After a few minutes of rest, his physical strength has been greatly restored, which is very precious to the 38-year-old him.

After hitting the iron a few times, the basket looks more and more like a cutie.

So he is ready to break through, inserting into the penalty area and dunking to support the size and cuteness until it is like the sea.

Monk moved over to pick and roll. The quality of this pick and roll was quite good, so the Nets had to switch defenses.

James passed Harden, with a mountain-like body, and shot into the basket like an arrow.

Monk blocks well and dismantles better, and it is impossible for Clarkston to block at the basket.

Durant had no choice but to let go of Meng Hua and ran to the basket to protect the little cutie.

As long as his teammates have a better chance, James unconsciously wants to throw the ball in his hand.

His reasonable ball concept is very close to that of a magician.

An assist is two people's happiness, and a score is only one person's happiness.

Happy alone, happy with others, who is happy?
Joy with the few, Joy with the crowd, who is the joy?

The ball flew into Meng Hua's hands, and James passed the ball very comfortably. After receiving the ball, he could shoot without making any adjustments.

Without hesitation, Meng Hua took off immediately, raised his arms in the air, and adjusted the alignment.

There is no one in front of him, he relaxes his body, the whole person is in an ethereal state, at the most comfortable time...

shoot!

The ball shoots upward like a rocket.

Draw a golden rainbow in the sky and hit the target with precision.

Swish!
There was thunderous applause, and after a long silence, the DJ's voice could finally start working.

He looked at his right hand, a little worshiping himself, how could it be so accurate?

Am I a Sagittarius?But I'm obviously a virgin, maybe I made a mistake in my date of birth, I have to ask my mother after the game.

The point difference finally returned to single digits, with 7 points left.

This ball was like stabbing a hornet's nest, not only the Nets, but also the Lakers.

Next, the two teams suddenly became more accurate, pulled out their guns, you shoot me and I shoot you, and a wave of offensive battles ensued.

Everyone scored, except Durant and Meng Hua.

With seconds left, the Lakers were only 8 points behind.

The Nets served, Harden dribbled a few times, and threw the ball directly in the backcourt.

With all the spectators watching, the ball whizzed across midfield and headed for the hoop.

Bang!
when!
Swish!
Hitting the board for three points.

The fans who wanted to rest with joy were rubbed against their seats again.

Vogel was so angry that he slammed the tactical board on the floor and kicked it angrily.

What is Monk doing, why don't you guard?
Monk is like a defeated rooster. How can we defend against this kind of ball?Obviously don't have time, go up to post defenses, in case of being touched, it will be touched.

Give Harden a hundred shots, and he might score this time. This is shit luck, not his poor defense.

This ball also temporarily extinguished the burning flame in Yang Yi's heart.

Seeing the Lakers gain momentum, he and Wang Meng began to chattering, promoting the Lakers and demoting the Nets.

He was about to brag, but Harden was too shameless.

The Lakers were 11 points behind, but Meng Hua performed really well. Although he was a little embarrassed when he played, he was still able to play.

Unlike at the end of the first half, the difference was a full 20 points, and I was too embarrassed to blow it.

"Meng Hua can do it. The Lakers were able to recover 9 points, all thanks to him. In the entire third quarter, Durant didn't score a goal. That's the god of death. It's unbelievable."

Wang Meng added: "Meng Hua overfulfilled the task, and at the same time defended against death, he also scored 8 points."

Yang Yi glanced at the statistics, and pretended to be surprised: "Oh my God, Meng Hua actually scored 23 points."

Wang Meng cooperated and said: "Is there? He really doesn't occupy the possession of the ball. I feel that he has been defending all the time. How did he score 23 points? It's amazing, really amazing."

The two continued to analyze the Lakers' style of play in the fourth quarter, and agreed that if they want to win, Meng Hua must be drained.

Even the last drop!
(End of this chapter)