NBA: Opening breaks record

Chapter 160 Logo Three Points
Sanqiu looked blank, he had long been used to his father competing with opponents off the court, and he didn't think this kind of behavior would help him in any way.

At the beginning, he would also persuade his father, but over time, if his father didn't change, he didn't bother to talk about it.

If it is a psychologically fragile player, the harassment of the ball father is really useful.

But Meng Hua is born to be strong when he is strong, and he likes to challenge. The more his father insulted him, the stronger his fighting spirit became, and his sharp eyes stared at Sanqiu's chest.

He dribbled the ball a few times, seeing that Meng Hua was about to move, he was worried that the ball would be drawn out, so he turned his footsteps and changed to back hitting.

Just as he was about to use his strength, he suddenly heard his teammates yelling "be careful", and was about to hug the ball, when he heard a "snap", the ball had been cut away.

At this moment, Westbrook gave up his defender and succeeded in a gambling steal.

Westbrook made a fast break and a tomahawk dunk. After landing, he clenched his fists and roared at the three goals.

If you are scolded by other audiences, you really can only endure it. If you are scolded by Qiu Daddy, you can even yell at his son to vent your anger. It seems that you are not at a disadvantage.

Sanqiu looked gloomy and sent the ball.

His teammate dribbled the ball across the frontcourt, and he only took a few steps when Meng Hua came up to defend him.

Sanqiu shook his head, spread his hands, and babbled.

He is without the ball. Since when has he become such a big player, without the ball in his hand, opponents have to start chasing and defending from the backcourt.

The on-site commentator is an old man and a young man. The old man has silver hair and said with a smile: "Hua is really a good player. Dad should not mess with him. Three goals are in trouble."

The young man was puzzled and said: "Meng Hua has played so many good games, don't they watch the game video? It's not good to provoke anyone, why should they provoke him?"

The old man laughed and pointed out the maze for him:

"Because he is famous, more and more people want to challenge him. Did you notice that at the beginning, his statistics were against the sky, and his performance on the court was like a god. None of those people dared to say anything. Since he beat Antetokounmpo, Hua hit the rookie wall and suffered a three-game losing streak. Many people thought that his previous games were super-level performances, and his level was mediocre, so they jumped out one after another."

Boy: "To put it bluntly, he still doesn't have enough strength to suppress others."

The old man: "He is a first-year rookie. Which rookie have you seen perform so well? I also like James, but with all due respect, Meng Hua is better than his rookie in these ten games."

The boy asked, "Where's Bidongcic?"

"That's needless to say?" The old man snorted coldly, very dissatisfied with his childish question.

As the Lakers' on-site commentator, even if he thinks Dongcic is good, it is impossible to admit it, let alone Meng Hua is really better.

In fact, regardless of subjective factors, Meng Hua, Doncic and James are considered to be in the same category, especially James, whose rookie period is more than ten years behind them. How does Guan Gong compare with Qin Qiong?
On the court, he ran without the ball for three goals, but he was not used to playing without the ball, and his teammates were not used to him playing without the ball. The Hornets ended the round in vain.

Seeing his son being deflated continuously, Qiu's father was also a little anxious, but the security guard looked at him from time to time, and he didn't dare to make small moves.

No, he had to do his own little tricks, scratching his head.

Meng Hua saw it, walked to the sideline, pretended to yawn, and silently uttered two words: idiot.

After vomiting, he seemed to see two golden lights, with golden seal characters, pasted on Dad Qiu's forehead, and then he walked to the front court with satisfaction.

It is said that there are many lip language experts in the country of magnesium, please read it slowly, can I just yawn?

Fighting back off the court is just foreplay. If you can't respond on the court, these are just useless efforts, and you will eat yourself back after the game.

Come and don't go indecently, and the three-ball also defended Meng Hua.

Speaking of which, he still had some hatred for Meng Hua.

Meng Hua's youngest triple-double, at 19 years and 105 days, broke his record at 19 years and 140 days.

Even without Meng Hua, Jidi would break his record. Just a few days ago, Jidi broke Meng Hua's record at the age of 19 years and 84 days.

But after all, it was Meng Hua who broke him for the first time.

Men can't let go of the first time, whether it's love or hate.

Meng Hua led the three-ball run all over the field, keeping his eyes on James.

After several changes of direction, he suddenly made a diagonal thrust, bypassed his teammates, ran to James, and helped him block the defender.

Halfway through the three goals, he hesitated. He knew that Meng Hua often picks and rolls with James, and he was afraid that he would split them in reverse, so he might as well wait for him.

No attack is ever the same.

While running, Meng Hua kept observing the positioning of his teammates on the field.

He chose to step forward to cover at this time, not to take apart the three-point shot, the block was just a fake move, to get rid of Ball's defense.

His real purpose is to go down the inside line, because there is a vacuum there.

Vacuum, no friction, silky smooth, who doesn't like it?
Meng Hua started at high speed, chasing after the wind.

This is a move full of inspiration.

The silver-haired commentator was overwhelmed, and spit on the young man's face without knowing it: "It's beautiful, I've been commenting all my life, this is the most ingenious move I've ever seen..."

He paused, as if he was afraid of starting a fight, and added: "One. This is the time to test James, whether he is a magician or not."

James is known as a magician, so naturally he will not disappoint the old man, nor will he disappoint Meng Hua.

The two have never practiced this kind of running position before, and the field changes rapidly, and there is absolutely no way to practice this kind of ball in advance.

Meng Hua received the ball and dashed into the vacuum in a chic way. The overlord raised the tripod and scored another heavy dunk.

"Dump dunk, dunk dunk again, Hua... Hua... Hua from China."

The live DJ shouted frantically, infecting the entire stadium.

The fans all stood up and waved the towels vigorously. At this moment, all the unhappiness was forgotten.

Relax.

vent.

Big cheers!
For four consecutive offenses, the Lakers ended with dunks, and James, Westbrook and Meng Hua took turns wreaking havoc at the basket.

The Hornets' basket could only whine weakly.

Whispering is useless, in the face of a barbaric invasion, without strength, everything will be pale.

But who exactly caused this barbaric invasion?

Isn't it the father of the ball who is guilty of being cheap?
He has no strength, and he is still provoking blindly off the court, causing his son to suffer and the basket to be abused.

The scene continued to boil, and the water boiled, always tumbling for a while.

Amidst the huge sound waves, Dad Qiu took advantage of the situation to curse and vent his dissatisfaction.

"Huaxia's rubbish, go back to Huaxia, if you have the guts to fight me one-on-one."

The whole venue was full of noise, and the security guard was far away, so it was impossible to hear what he was swearing at all.

The audience in the front row quit.

The spectators who can appear in the front row in Los Angeles are all famous people, and they usually don't compete with idiots, but Dad Qiu is so outrageous that he keeps insulting Meng Hua, which makes the audience around him feel offended.

A young beauty turned her head and said loudly, "Shut up, Ball, this is Los Angeles."

Finally someone talked to him, and Bauer became even more energetic, without showing any weakness: "Hitt, Thalia, you actually help Huaxia trash."

Seeing that he was getting more and more persuaded, Thalia was completely unreasonable, so she simply turned back to watch the game and ignored him.

Ball provoked the players. At the beginning, both Westbrook and Meng Hua interacted with him, and his sense of presence was overwhelming, but then no one responded to him, and he felt very bored. Now that Thalia hit the gun, he must make good use of it.

"Hey, Thalia, are you having an affair with that yellow man?"

Thalia seldom goes to the field to watch the game. She is indeed here for Meng Hua.

Ever since she saw him fight Antetokounmpo in the paint on TV, she has been deeply attracted by his fearless eyes.

Many fans say that she possesses the beauty of the Orient, and she is full of curiosity about the slightly mysterious Orient.

When she knew that she and Meng Hua were born in the same year and the same month, she somehow felt that the distance between them had shortened a lot.

She turned her head again, and replied bluntly: "Old dog, I just want to have an affair with him."

"Bitch." Daddy Qiu cursed and sprayed out a few more reproductive organs.

Thalia Emei frowned, secretly poured a large glass of water, got up abruptly, ran to him, and poured water on his head.

Daddy Qiu was furious. After wiping the water with a towel, he stood up abruptly, his eyes glowing green.

Seeing his vicious look, Thalia immediately turned pale, threw away the water glass, turned around and was about to run away.

Where to go?
With sharp eyes and quick hands, Father Qiu grabbed her arm and cursed: "Bichi." He raised his other hand, and was about to slap her across the face.

He sneered, aimed secretly, and suddenly slapped hard.

"Ah!" Thalia's pink face changed instantly, and she subconsciously closed her beautiful eyes.

Daddy Ball's hand stopped, and was caught in the air by a hand.

He tried as hard as he could, even touching Talia's pretty face, but unfortunately he couldn't move.

With so much strength, he couldn't help turning his head.

"Snapped!"

Another glass of cold water was poured over his head.

No, it was a drink, and the viscous liquid crawled down the creases of his forehead and slipped into his eyes.

His eyes were blocked and he couldn't open them at all. He went crazy and bent down to fumble for the towel on the seat, trying to wipe his eyes.

The security guard rushed over and separated several people.

It was Meng Hua who was the hero who saved the beauty.

The referee took a deep breath and blew the whistle. He hesitated as soon as he exerted his strength. The father of the ball is indeed like a mad dog. Meng Hua is doing justice.

As soon as his thoughts moved, he quickly closed his mouth, but still blew out some air.

He himself heard the whistle, but very little.

He rolled his eyes around, seeing that no one was looking at him, he was relieved, no one else should have heard.

Pretending not to see Meng Hua rushing out of the field, he held his head high and stood straight through the midfield.

In order to prevent the situation from expanding, the security guard stood in the middle aisle.

Meng Hua returned to the field and turned his attention to the field.

He didn't know Thalia, but the two would quarrel, and the woman was clearly on their side.

Even if he doesn't support it, he will stop the ball daddy.

Men beat women, is this a human thing?

Sanqiu shot Meng Hua with sinister eyes and gritted his teeth: "What's the matter with you?"

He knows that his father likes to cause trouble, not only for him, but also for the family's brand. He wants traffic and exposure, but this cannot be a reason for Meng Hua to pour him down.

"I can bear him calling me a trash, but he still wants to beat a woman. I stop him to help him, otherwise he will become a trash." Meng Hua is eloquent, but what he said is true.

Three goals were defeated by him, and he has nothing to say, but there is always a thorn in his heart, which greatly affects his competitive state.

For the first time, he felt that possession of the ball was meaningless. Fortunately, his teammates were strong. Hayward made a European breakthrough and scored two points again at the basket.

The Hornets scored, but the three goals were indeed locked by Meng Hua.

"Meng Hua, good job, blow him up!"

Talia first thanked Meng Hua for his help, and secondly, she was really angry, ignoring the possibility of rumors, and cheered Meng Hua in a high-profile way.

Regarding the rumors, if it is rumored about cats and dogs, such as Qiu Daddy, then of course it is unacceptable, and the rumors must be refuted quickly, otherwise it will affect the image.

But if there is an scandal with Meng Hua, she doesn't seem to suffer, and it can increase her exposure.

The security guard was in the middle, and Dad Qiu didn't dare to make a mistake, so he shouted desperately to cheer for his son.

Soon, the security guard reminded him to keep his voice down.

Daddy Ball pointed at Thalia and said indignantly, "She yells louder than me."

The security guard shook his head: "Sir, others are not as loud as you, please control yourself, otherwise we will force you to be expelled from the venue."

My mother, Dad Qiu felt very humiliated, but he had no choice but to keep his tail between his legs.

The Lakers did not strike while the iron was hot, James held the ball at the top of the arc, Meng Hua stood far behind him in the Logo area, and did not step forward to cover.

The three-goal was a bit confusing. He had a solid defense and soon realized that it was not within Meng Hua's attack range, so he chose to half-team James and keep the same distance as the two.

This can not only pinch James, but also prevent him from passing the ball to Meng Hua.

His choice was good, but James's brain reacted quickly. Since Meng Hua was standing there, although he couldn't directly shoot a three-pointer, he must have a plan.

Unable to see what Meng Hua was thinking, he wanted to know more and more what he wanted to do.After attracting three balls, James swung his tail with a scorpion and passed the ball directly to Meng Hua.

Three goals quickly returned to Meng Hua. An excellent defender like him is far more sensitive to distance than ordinary players.

He is also an excellent commander, so at any time, he knows exactly where the players are.

His pounce was not to interfere with Meng Hua's attack, but to prevent him from breaking through.

If you don't build the first line of defense and let him charge from the outside, the inside center will definitely not be able to stop him.

The defense is five-person, three-dimensional and layered, so let's start with him.

Thought I had only one way, stepping over my dead body.

Meng Hua said hehe, why should I pass you?

He didn't break through at all, he took a step forward, his heel still stuck to the logo area, and he directly made a shooting posture.

The silver-haired commentator exclaimed: "What is Meng Hua going to do? The distance is too far. He doesn't have the range."

Meng Hua's body volleyed in the air. He didn't use a jumper. He jumped up because of the inertia of kicking the ground.

The ball roared and headed for the Hornets' basket.

The silver-haired commentator said anxiously: "No, no, it can't be like this, it's not good..."

James also spread his hands, not understanding Meng Hua's choice. If he knew that he was going to shoot a Logo three-pointer, he would never pass it to him.

Swish!
hollow ball.

Even at the basket, he can't shoot such a hollow shot.

The face of the commentator changed from anxiety to joy in seconds, and he changed his words: "Good shot, Hua shot beautifully, that's how confident he is."

"Good shot." James stepped back and applauded.

Thalia raised her arms high and shouted indulgently: "Meng Hua, good shot."

(End of this chapter)